I may not in fact continue the previous dialogue on the campaign here. Or I may ... I don't know, it's not what's on the mind this night, though. My mind has still been on the shattered poker manifestations; though even phrasing it as such is too harsh, really. It went the best that it could have gone, in fact. If I had swept everyone at the table out of all of their money somehow, it would have been done on pure luck alone. I came out of there confident that I don't truly know what I'm doing at a live game yet. I was genuinely having trouble following the action, much less playing my cards right and reading the other players. It was a mess. What I need to do is play poker with my friends, meet new friends who are more experienced at poker than me, and simply keep the intention set in the back of my mind that it is something I would like; add it to the mental list of all the things I would like to happen and then let it go.
For example, I am manifesting the end to capitalist employment, labor based society, the economy, and for a solar flash to hit the earth that exclusively gives women laser deathray vision or whatever the equivalent superpower for them would be that would turn the patriarchy humanity has been subjected to for all its history on its head. One week of women having medusa-like powers and sure, mountains of dead men, but then I'll bet that's the end of it right there. This whole world is done a divine injustice by its being ruled over by men; and I say this as a man myself. But ... I digress, I'm not saying any of this to incite anything between the various genders - the whole concept is made up anyway. I suppose what I'm really praying for in this instance is the weak to miraculously gain the power to overcome the strong so that their trampled values can finally have a chance to shine.
My mind isn't full of much to write just now; I felt like I left yesterday's journal undone though, so here I am.
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