Channeling During a Confusing Moment
This Is What I Live For
Warning: There is channeling in this piece. I’ve set it in a bold italics font to avoid confusion.
This is a paid commercial break. You need to sit transfixed and read for the next 30 seconds. I’ll let you know when the break is over so you can get back to the regularly scheduled programming.
During this half a minute that I’m going to bend your ear and possibly, quite possibly, get paid 14¢ by the powers that be at Medium, I can guarantee that you will be entertained. How do I know this? Because I am an excellent writer. I might also be suffering from bipolar disorder. I’m not going to get tested for this because I have not recently bankrupted my family, nor have I engaged in any outrageous or otherwise sexual innuendos or activities outside of my fevered writer-brain. Also, I’m likely too old, but again, having caused no obvious gaffes of late, we can just drop all that.
Okay, times up. You can leave. It’s been 30 seconds.
And, back to our regularly scheduled program which is….thinking…thinking…what is entertaining? My mind is a blank. I should be writing. Crap, I can’t think of a word to say…Hmmmm.
Wait a minute. I know! Let’s talk to Clark Gable. Uh, no, they are shaking their heads. Why?
Why not?
Was I not being entertaining?
No. Hey, where are the tomatoes? Let’s throw some.
Am I that bad? (I just caught a glimpse of somebody in my mind’s eye holding their nose. I think that must mean something.) Why can’t we talk to Clark Gable?
He doesn’t want to talk to you.
That’s sort of a bummer. That’s what I’d planned on.
Would you like to talk to somebody else?
How about Mel Brookes?
I don’t think he is dead, Dear.
Okay, I looked him up on Google. He’s not dead. Hard to talk to a dead person if they aren’t dead.
Why don’t you explain to your readers why you want to talk to a dead person? And, just who you are talking to right now?
Ummm, well, I’m what’s called a psychic channel. I talk to unseen people. Mostly, to my Spirit Guide, Seth, though there are all sorts of people who have passed on that I talk to. Unfortunately, we cannot talk to Mel Brooks right now as he is not dead. We could, though, talk to Gilda Radner, who is an especially favorite person I talk to in Spirit.
Hiya.
That was Gilda, everybody. How are you doing?
Fit as a fiddle. Right as rain. Got a back scratcher on you?
Gilda, you’re not making sense.
That’s not my problem. You are the channel. You are the one who repeats our messages to mankind without the fiddle-faddle of malarkey involved.
I’m trying, folks. I really am. Gilda, are you okay?
Fit as a fiddle.
You already said that.
Sure enough, I did. I’m fine.
Good. Glad we got this cleared up.
You know, you really need to go get busy with your book. You haven’t written a lick on it today and you are just expending all this expendable creative energy trying to channel.
You do have a point. Okay, I’m out of here. Thanks for stopping by.