Now, I have passed the stage of understanding why stumbling onto the red, had become so common.
No one can make the red, not without a turn off our wheel, love the Argo....
The old man comes when the old man comes, no one can tell him when to dress and arrive, and he must be cared for, quite well, wait on his every need, or he will disappear.
His abilities are not trivial, there are few things he cannot do, not of which I have found yet, he makes man better, stronger, healthier.
He is the master if all things, oh and yes all elements.
I have found no writings about that which was found to allow the great work to be done while the stars are out, only a slight mention by an old one.
For decades I have been a salamander learning all I could.
So many would like me to tell them in plain, but when I do, they disbelieve?
When dealing the impossible, I have found even those who want to believe and learn have issues with the reality presented to them.
I expect to once again try some transmutations this year, but as with all things where this is concern, it's simplicity, makes it difficult for the mind of wisdom to follow. Learning to accept the impossible, even in the mirror truly is difficult, even when it is me and my own eyes, but the photograph thing is working again, now that I am consuming the red. Yes, I am consuming it, for I am my only experiement, the others only come after me. I have told them destroy it all should something terrible occur, but it has been decades, and the old man has taken care of me, even through, these accidents I have put my body through?
The only reason I make those miscalculations is ...when something seems to simple to be possible, you look elsewhere.
That's all for now folks
God bless us, we need it, funny thing is if he stopped blessing us full time, we would stop, all of us everywhere..humans such silly things, yet so beautiful all at the same moment. A moment which is a Macrocasum to the human being, but a Microcasum to that which is, I Am, a definition given by one of the early old ones .
A Man
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