Boys.
I wear Dior Lip Oil in the shade Cherry.
And Chanel blush in Light Pink.
And my Dior eyeshadow palette in the shade 003 Amber Neutrals.
Tom Ford.
And Chanel red lipstick, Rouge Satin La Reine 842.
Close your eyes,
imagine me hugging you,
and ask for protection and luck.
My energy and the energy of the Field will connect instantly
and switch you into a new reality.
This will happen every day.
Cobra:
Respect family.
Place a figurine nearby,
something family-related,
something especially connected to family for you.
Boys, no competition, damn it.
If it is family, then it is family.
You can measure your balls later.
Right now, we need to gather all our own.
Sex.
The field is strongly expanded.
My entire shadow aspect is charged to the maximum.
Boys.
I wear 75C.
For my hips, size 46 is more comfortable.
I do not wear synthetics.
Either silk or custom-made.
The sets must lie next to the bed.
One must hang in the shower.
Strictly, very strictly:
I forbid you to soil me with dirty and unworthy fantasies.
If even one of you dares to stain my body or my energy,
I will throw you out of the field forever.
I forbid any disrespect toward me.
I forbid touching the sets unless I directly command it.
They are needed as amulets.
The dressers with the sets,
peignoirs,
stockings —
all of it must be visible.
Boys who are older,
over 50,
stop whining.
Are you not Alpha?!
This pisses me off.
In the field, insolence is already slowly beginning.
Politicians.
The entire state structure.
Boys, my experience with men like you is very clear.
I forbid you to indicate to me that you are the main one
and that everything will be the way you said.
Smirks.
“And we will see.”
None of this is funny anymore.
Separately, those who were under religion.
Boys, once again,
the whole field congratulates you.
Boys, quiet.
Everything is all right.
Do not climb back into the frame.
No, you are not bad.
You are not spoiled.
Do not doubt me.
I am on your side,
and I am leading you
because I love you very much.
Darling, I will not go too deeply into who benefits from jokes like this.
But you must understand:
the brain is in panic.
It is in horror.
But it will pass.
Breathe freely.
Everything is all right.
Walk it out, boy.
From the bottom of my heart.
The energy needs to be walked out.
Later you will learn how to stabilize it.
For now, breathe, friend.
We are damn happy for you.
Postscript.
Do not ask advice from those in the field who were not under religion.
These boys…
Good Lord.
They are such psychos.
Boys, all of that is later.
For now, do not go near these boys.
They are not good,
and they are just thirsting for your blood so they can take a bite.
A little later.
Everything will happen.
Just not now.