Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 70

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𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻

Beyond The Looking Glass is the second book in the Unseen series, a story that came to me from the other side. A story where I thought I was just the narrator until I heard the Words of the Unseen.

This second story goes beyond time and place and mixes the long ago with the here and now. Because history keeps repeating, until we learn and do something about it.

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Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 70

Dear Reader, life is nothing more than a series of seemingly random events.

No matter how hard you try you do not control any of these events, nor their outcome.

All you are is a pawn on a board, being moved by your human instincts, such as greed, lust, and hunger.

The romantics among you might think that they make decisions out of love, but in reality very few do. For many love is nothing more than a pinkish vanilla version of your animal instincts.

If you would handle out of the purished of love, you might never procreate. You would never argue with your loved one. You would see your partner as a diety that is not to be harmed.

But really, how many humans can honestly say that throughout their relationship with a loved one they never did anything to harmful to that ost significant of others?

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My doubts regarding my guides speaking with Deliahs lips are caused by future events, broken trust one might say. But also because I seem to remember that she knew of the existence of all three.

If you ask me, reader, what I think today, I will say that it was not fake, I am 70% convinced of that, also because of a number of things that I still have to tell you.

In addition, I will be very clear where my doubts come from.

For now let me take you back to the days where I am still your wonderfully naive young DJ who confidently went towards a life filled with Deliah. And who could not believe his happiness that he finally was in contact again with his three favorite guides.

Although I must admit that Cabilah, now that I was no longer a threat, fulfilled a completely different role.

The Voetjes, on the other hand, still ate pancakes in a way that the body had quite a stomach ache after her departure. And that, I had never told Delaih. It is one of the tell tale signs that she did not play me, at least not back then.

But my doubts will become clear to you later, let me first try to summarize a very long story in short.

The Voetjes, I'm not going to blame them, but they really wanted to be born as Papa Tijnie's Little One.

How long had I known Deliah now?

Not even a year, we had been living together in my attic for half a year now and there was a clear plan.

I was going to stop smoking weed from January, at the same time we were going to try to create a house in Deliahs belly in which the Voetjes could take up residence. That would probably take some practice so it was an 18-month plan.

On top of that, I felt old enough to take that other adult step and do it right. To marry the mother of my child, both legally and in the world behind the veil.

Deliah knew more about that world than I did, at least more from the books that humans write. I learned all the names and ideas behind processes and things that I already knew somewhere.

It felt good to be initiated into a world that I already knew but where I had never looked up the human names.

I did my reiki initiation, focused on my core, my solar plexus, and more and more often I was told that I had to learn to listen.

That I could hear them if I wanted to, that there wouldn't always be a radio. Maybe I found it easy that way, maybe it was really hard for me. But even after I stopped smoking green leaves it remained quiet and the only way their words came to me was through Radio Deliah.

The practicing took less time than expected, a lot less time.

I think we only really practiced once and a few days or so later she threw up the chicken hearts and chicken livers, a dish that she had made especially for me.

Whereupon I knew, she can't have that anymore, she is pregnant. When I think back then that was perhaps the first time I heard anything.

But the shock was probably so great that I never realized it.

Life continued and now that the baby was in the belly I didn't expect to ever see her again in someone else's living body. But there she was, I recognized the pose, but never before had the look been so sad.

"Little one, what's wrong?"

A tearful face with big childish eyes turns to me.

"I'm not going to be born, I'm not in the womb. I was all set to jump. And then..." A sniff and a tear follow before she continues. "Then another entity came running and jumped first, he just pushed forward like big kids."

Being Born In The Righ Belly Is Hard

I can't believe my ears, I mean these encounters were already insane of course, but this is the weirdest twist plot ever.


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