To me, falling in love feels like a real heart attack. I am even in love with some of my dream characters. How much do you think I love my loved ones with whom I interact on daily basis?
OnceI fell in love with this Belgian Muslim revert (convert)—I was around 25 years old back then. I still distinctly remember feeling very anxious about things going the right way for both of us; I still recall I used to keep his picture at my workplace and used to hold it when I was stressed; and, I distinctly recollect even considering elopement if we needed to. He was also very much in love with me; and, I could tell that this was the case because he used to pay a lot of attention to me. He was Dyslexic, which means that he was extremely fast in certain tasks. We used to play Chess for hours; and, he used to beat me in seconds. I loved to write; and, he loved to edit my stuff and offer advice. I wrote this poem for him, “In Love, They Waited Patiently“—at the time I wrote this poem, I had already decided that I will eventually marry him. Reality is that we considered ourselves engaged to each other although there was no official ceremony for this. It was a long distance relationship so most of the time, we connected online. Despite all our efforts, things did not work out as we expected; and, so we did not get married. We took our time before we made the final decision; I was engaged with him for a couple of years. Even after making my decision to move forward, I worried a lot for him. Thus, I prayed for his well-being; and, today I am still grateful to God that he successfully married another woman and created his family. As for my intriguing mental state…well, it disappeared on its own over time.
All this was quite an experience! I strongly feel that God allowed this relationship to occur because getting him distracted by me would have kept him chaste, which is what he really wanted compared to what other women were offering him. He was still a new revert (convert); and, I was still learning how to fall in love and whom to marry. The fact that both of us worked on ourselves and never made any physical contact still shines in my mind as evidence of our dedication to our religion Islam regardless of what we felt towards each other. He was safer with me, which is why God made us stick around for long until we both matured enough to figure out our next steps.
So what I went through can be explained with the help of this article:
What I am about to narrate to you today is an incredible personal story. The data around me is very different because I am a lucid dreamer, a telepath, and an ENFP genius. I seriously hope nobody gets spooked by this story!
When I was choosing my university, I received a couple of admission letters. I asked myself what I wanted at the end of all this studies and my mind promptly answered, “I want Prestige; thus, I want University of Toronto”. So I chose to study Biological Sciences; I was planning to study Cellular and Molecular Biology after graduating. But, I never did my Master of Science because I felt neglected due to what was going on inside Univeristy of Toronto. Now the next set of things are very surprising!
I was discriminated against while studying at the Uniiversity of Toronto. One of my professors mocked me when I asked him what he really thought of a Research Thesis of mine. He could not read me properly at all. I asked this because I wrote this; and, obviously I loved what I had written. He replied in an aloof and sarcastic manner that this is just one paper. I felt enormous pain when he addressed me like this! Of course! I was new to all this so I must have made some errors as well. But I was a young student back then; and, I deserved to be loved and cherished properly. Furthermore, while I was doing research at The Ramsay Wright Zoological Laboratories, I found out that the female researchers were unhappy because they were not receiving sufficient grants. After all this, I started feeling that even if I got my PhD, I won’t be taken seriously. Eventually, I decided not to complete my Master of Science. Read blog post Canada’s Undiscovered Geniuses. I must comment that I did got admission into York University but I did not say YES to this. From what I have learned by talking to York’s coloured graduates, York University’s Sciences department has a good reputation when it comes to properly integrating coloured students. As you read the rest of the story, you will realize that all this had to happen before I ended up gaining “Prestige”.
While studying at University of Toronto, I completed a study through which I found it that I had high levels of stereodepth vision, the vision responsible for the feats conducted by surgeons, athletes, and scientists. I discussed this in the blog post, “About My Stereodepth Vision”. Oh, once a Psychology professor told me that there are many kinds of IQs and we cannot just figure out how smart someone is simply by doing an IQ test. I believed him right away simply because I am a very broad minded individual.
As I grew older, I became more and more “out of the box” in nature. I started experiencing lucid dreaming and telepathic encounters, which actually intensified a lot after 9/11 since I was using prayers to protect myself and the weak. I made sure to avoid racist and abusive people because I felt that my brain used to stop functioning in their presence. As I learned about myself further, I realized that I was able to receive dreams that had historic significance. I learned that I could open time portals and move through time to learn something. Read blog post, “Proof That I Can Move Ahead In time By Around Four Years” and “Time Portals Open According To Your Decisions and Intentions“. Truth is that when I received a precognitive dream as a child, I completely forgot about it until I reached a stage in my life where I realized that I could not ignore these signals anymore. Read How Far Ahead In Time Can A Lucid Dreamer Really Go? to learn about a precognitive dream that I had around 20 years ago and that come true just recently. Reality is that throughout this project, I had no mentors at all. I learned all of this on my own; and, I built my entire website as well as wrote all the content on my own.
Truth is that I predicted that in 2015 a pandemic will hit America. Read blog post, “Proof That I Can Move Ahead In Time By Around Four Years” and “Time Portals Open According To Your Decisions and Intentions“. In my dream, a Black woman stated that a plague has arrived. Plague is a type of pandemic. During my dream, I wondered what sort of plague she was referring to; but, then I chose to use a time portal that showed me the world that was going to be created with the election to Trump. Was the Black woman using the word plague loosely or was she using it based on similarity between plague and Coronavirus. For example, in both cases, some people are willing to market and sell fake products.
I left my studies due to discrimination specifically racism and gender bias. If things stayed on course, then today I would have been working inside a lab learning about Cellular and Molecular Biology. I would have conducted breakthrough research and perhaps I would have saved everyone from Coronavirus. It is all very simple inside my head! So racist or sexist people should know that lots of suffering that everyone including themselves will go through in this world would be created due to discrimination.
As I finish my thinking here, I fully realize that I got what I wanted when I enrolled in University of Toronto. I wanted “prestige” and today I definitely got it. I have belled the cat! If you still do not believe me think about this sequence: I completed the writing for this blog on my own; I had a dream about a plague in 2015; and, I have somehow managed to warn people about what really is going on. Like I said, I got “prestige” just like I promised myself!
I still remember rejecting a marriage proposal because the guy was not handsome enough for me. I still remember how once a friend of mine said that good looking guys can’t be trusted—I thought she was confused. Reality is that one reason why I cannot find a good marriage proposal is that I have great looks; its nothing to do with my intelligence. I completed a quiz about what kind of guys I attract and found out that I attract smart men. Since the men who find me attractive are themselves very intelligent, my level of intellect is satisfactory to begin with. Today, I was reading Berit Brogaard’s article “Are We Attracted to People Who Look Like Us?“. This article clearly states that we get attracted to people who look like ourselves or opposite-sex parents. Interesting that humans are choosing faces they are most familiar with!
I have learned through Islam that one must marry someone one is physically attracted to. Of course! one’s preferences matter a lot while deciding whom to marry. So it is very important to know that one should not marry someone one finds repulsive in some ways. There is something interesting I have been noticing! Oh, I can see these things because I am telepathic. My face reflects the face of the people I interact with. So if I dislike someone’s looks—or behaviour—my face does not feel like my regular face.
I am an Empath and an ENFP. As an empath, I would like to be taken very seriously. However, I am a telepath. I can warn you ahead of time what is about to happen if I love you. For instance, I warned a medical student about narcissistic teachers and after one year, he came back and told me that he has encountered such teachers during his first year. Can you believe it? He saw what I warned him about right away! So I don’t hang out with men—including my relatives—who don’t believe in my telepathic abilities. Read article “15 Things To Remember If You Love An Empath“.
I am an ENFP so I love to feel free. As a result, controlling men who are posing around as smart men won’t ever be able to find me although some of them would attempt to do so because they get attracted to my empathy. A mix of ENFP and Empath is actually very lethal because this is what causes people to rebel and protect the weak. As an ENFP, I love challenging people to see how they will react and behave. This is why I know that an average guy won’t be able to marry me. To add to all of this, I do have unusual whims. For example, I watch dance videos or clips of exciting Sci-Fi, Action, or Fantasy movies like Transformers and Maleficent while listening to some intriguing songs—during this activity, I mute the volume of the dance and movie clips and listen only to songs. Now that my dear is very perplexing to watch. So obviously, the guy who will get attracted me has to be smart enough to understand how my unusual desires work. To learn more about ENFPs, check out 7 Things You Should Know Before You Date An ENFP.
In addition, the guy I will marry will be able to withstand a lot of intelligent torture. Its a simple idea! Good poetry is torture; and, I am an amazing poet. Empathy is one of the best traits required in dating. Combine my empathic nature with my layered ENFP personality type, then the level of torture that is going to be inflicted on daily basis is actually pretty high. So who exactly is going to get attracted to me or to whom I will be attracted to? I don’t know yet; but, I know there is definitely a man out there who will marry me.
I still have some dresses that were gifted to me by my parents when I was a teenager. My mom used to spend lots of time figuring out the design and fabric. She actually had a good team including sellers of fabrics, tailors, and seamstresses. She used to review fashion magazines and fasion news before deciding how my dress should be stitched. Mothers are so special!
I fell in love with most of the dresses mom got for me so I still have some of these. These dresses do not fit me anymore so I am saving them in my closet. Maybe when I am married and have kids, then I will give these to my daughter(s).
Here is a picture of the dress that was inspired by colors of rainbow. My mom figured out everything about this dress! I remember I wore this one to some parties and that I danced a lot in this one. Aaah! Thinking back to when I was younger feels so cool.
When I was a teenager, I used to keep myself balanced by dancing. I used to dance for hours at weddings, parties, and in my room. Just like now, I used to daydream a lot, which is how it was easy for me to dance. I even used to use my reflection—I danced in front of the mirror—to see how I looked while dancing and which moves needed to be changed. I had just a little bit of real practice, which occurred when my friends and/or teachers would teach us dancing for the school events. I learned the rest of the moves by using videos. Apparently, my moves were good enough; and, I used to get lots of attention at weddings and parties due to these. Disney cartoon movie, “Ballerina” reminds me of myself; this movie teaches that real dancers just know how to dance without any supervision or real lessons.
I know a bit of Bollywood Dancing, Tap Dancing, Couple Dancing, and Indian Stick Dancing. Source: Dancing Feels Ecstatic
For me, dancing does not end in real life. I see people dancing even when I get lucid dreams. I have not danced during my lucid dreams though, which I think is because I dance in real life.
Today, I found an riveting article titled “Is Dancing Good For The Brain?“, which is written by Angela Betsaida B. Laguipo. This article shares the fact that dancing is good for your intellectual, emotional, and motor brain functions. This explains why I have always felt amazing after engaging in this particular activity.
One day, I will learn dancing in a classroom; and, I will definitely dance with my (future) husband.
Today, an Indian friend of mine gave me a really lovely Sari. It still needs to be fitted though! It has Beige and Black colors. It is a very simple Sari, which is what I adore about it. I love the colors: Beige color is neutral and relaxing and Black color is linked to strength and elegance. I am very gifted with reading colors so I loved it at first sight. This one has an embroidered blouse—Black blouse with Golden Beige embroidery—but it needs to be fitted as well; so I am wearing one of my Black tops under this Sari.
My friend taught me how to wear the Sari: how to tie it, fold it and then wrap it. I wore it once at her home. Then, I got back to my place and tried it on for a while. I even practiced walking in it for a couple of minutes. Taking a selfie was not that easy because I was unable to capture a photo of the entire Sari; so, I took one selfie while sitting. I was so happy while wearing this Sari that I started daydreaming—I am still kind of daydreaming.
I was thinking again about how just a couple of days I placed my hands on my tummy and healed my menstrual cramps within seconds. I have previously discussed this ability here, Healing Menstrual Pain. Once, one of my best friends—a Chinese Canadian Buddhist—told me to meet as many people as possible because she strongly felt that everyone will love me. Other times, I get lots of attention even from well-meaning male strangers. Read Types Of Eye Contact. A couple of times, I have received marriage proposals or requests from men who wanted to connect with me after looking at me only once. One of the queerest thing that happened to me was when a White man complimented me about my shirt while emotionally harassing one of the Brown guys I was friends with me.
So after healing my menstrual pain, I started thinking about all of this. Is it true that others and I are getting influenced by my lucid energies? According to Rebecca Turner’s article “Physical Healing in Lucid Dreams“, Ed Kellong, a Biochemist, was able to dramatically heal the pain and inflammation caused by an infected tonsil by becoming aware during the lucid state. My mother once commented that you bring with you what you see or learn in the world of dreams. This means that the energies that I interacted with or released while I was asleep are actually in action while I am awake. I know that it is possible to compel positive energies to come out of one’s body, like when one is massaging someone or engaging in motivational speeches; but, I also know that energies derived by engaging in lucid dreaming are of many types and they are usually released automatically even when you are awake. According to article, “Is It Safe to Have Sex During Your Period? Tips, Benefits, and Side Effects“, women can be relieved of menstrual cramps due to endorphins that are released due to sex.
So it is apparent that not only I am able to heal myself but I am also able to impact others through the energies that are being emitted by my body.
I have only one year of martial arts training—in Taekwando and Karate—so far. I had to temporarily leave my training due to bad health. However, while I was healing, I prayed for strength from God—I also focused on my need to learn martial arts while praying. The rest is a real miracle.
When I was learning Taekwando, I used to kick 40 to 50 times with both legs; sometimes, I used to make 100 kicks from each leg. I loved learning on my own, which is why I used to practice a lot on my own. At the dojo, I made sure to spar next to the strongest—yes, I did spar against very athletic and vascular men. I was just a White Belt when I learned to dodge Black Belts. Once one Black Belt who kicks really fast managed to kick really near my eye. I would have damaged my eye if I failed to move away fast. But, I shifted away successfully. Another time, I had to numb one of my broken foot to get back home while walking on both feet. I knew it was broken but I was pretty young to think for myself and my parents weren’t home. I was very careful while I walked! I shifted most of my weight on the other foot. I could do so wonderfully because I am a great dancer. So I got back home on my own. My family members took care of me afterwards, which is what I wanted because I really did not want to shock them.
Anyways, during my recovery, something marvelous has happened to me: my legs have become very strong. I gained some weight due to bad health. But, then I joined college and ended up walking a lot. Thus, my legs became pretty muscular—I adore them more now. I remember that once during the recovery I went outside for a small run. I was very surprised when I felt I was dashing at a high speed so fast that my heart was unable to function properly for a bit—I will keep exercising so that my heart would adjust to this massive change. I wonder how hard I am going to kick this time!