...as we said...we was sleeping near the open window in our weird position and without blankets as always. It was about 4am when our BS alerts went off and we became aware of something hovering near our 3rd floor open window threshold. Like you, we telepathically suggested: "Permission to enter at this late time is not granted".

Then we kept on sleeping some moar. Then the BS alarms went off again as the creature made a decision to enter anyway. When it crossed the threshold the intezam spirit was already hovering in attack & destroy mode under the ceiling in the opposite corner of the room (behind the window). So...we hovered ourselves (in position) behind that creature, blocking it's way out (the window).

(note: the birdppl taught we how to become very, very bigger in that state, like mountain, and also how use 'the voice' which is like a billion mountains falling down with clap of thunder. They also taught we how to manifest a horrible rahula-loike-monster-mouth at our belly area, big enough to swallow a zillion dragons)

...so, then we addressed the figure from behind; saying: Didn't you hear? Permission was NOT GIVEN. You went right into THE TRAP. Now the intezam will eat you and worse, digest your essence and add it to theirs.

The creature then went whirling mad, like a feral cat that came at night to steal morning tea milk and got caught while it's only escape route is blocked.

But in the end we felt compassion for the creature and we decided to stop blocking it's escape route out. (There was hermel trismegistus sitting guard on a chair, blocking the only other way out). The poor thing was so terrified it started to loose substance.

However, we said to it: Let it be known that we say the Basmala when we enter our house and room. Think twice before you even try a stunt like this again! You may only enter with permission(!) Then we let it go......and offfff it went...

You know what is strange? The night before this happened, we dreamt of a Peruvian guy.
One of these Quechua ppl (not Amazon) annnnd....uhm... what we did together made absolutely no sense. We was harvesting quinoa seeds in a nonsensical illogical ways that could not work.

(and it's true..next to hermel trismegistus on the chair, there stands a quinoa plant, we didn't plant it, it was brought by birds, anyway, we kept on giving it a noice pot, water...and all).

Next the Quechua person and we started to 'process' the quinoa seed for storage (?). To do that he made we put glue (?) on long rectangular strips of linen, then spread the quinoa seed on to the glue, then he told we to glue these seed strips face down to the chalked wall of his clay hut. It didn't make any sense at all, but we did what we was told.....that was it.


Also we have a troublemaker two rooms away from here, a man started to throw stones at the birdppl while yelling: 'these focking ravens' (they are not even ravens but friendly, gentle, polite rooks). And they don't like it a bit. Anyway he does that only in the afternoon but he is robbing them of their late afternoon snacks, so this ain't noice. Also we did not intentionally put hermel trismegistos on 'guard' on that chair, the reason was so they can get some moar of the evening sun (...they loikes it)....we think.