The year following Jimmy's death (my first encounter, and my little brother), I smothered myself In every read on Parapsychology, Astral beings, OBE's, NDE's, And plasma projections, Reincarnation and all Aberations. I awarded myself An Honorary Doctorate In ******* (Ph. D.B.S.). Then I met ****** Mary, As the police called her. Her keen abilities Recovered bodies And the snatchers. She had a dead-on reputation. She spoke German and gesticulated Wildly while she oracled. Her husband translated simultaneously. Her sun-room shone, There were plants on Every table. No candles. Perhaps I was mesmerized. She had one message for me From the other side: Tell Francie to leave me alone.
Marlene (my darling little sister, And my next encounter), Had a dream the very same Day I saw my seer. She dreamt Jimmy Was alone, Crying at home, And through his tears She clearly hears: Tell Francie to leave me alone.
****** Mary was free, That's right... no fee. She said her gift Was for sharing, And she shared Her gift with me.
True story. I have left him alone all these many years. "There are more things on heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Horatio." (Hamlet)