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Stranger From the Stars **(((0)))**

It began when I made a call to customer service.

The representative and I spoke cordially on a video phone. He was clean-cut, sharply dressed, and hermaphroditically handsome.
His demeanor was very very polite. We began conversing about my personal life. I felt very comfortable and intrigued by him.

Later, Geoff and I were at a party hosted by a Gnostic sister in Portland. The time period felt like Christmas. We were about to eat the feast she prepared for us, and I felt the same man from before cut through the crowd of people and come right to me.
This time he had long hair and a bushy beard and old baggy cloths. He is in disguise. I knew it was him immediately.

He looked directly into my eyes and placed a tiny rectangular box in my hand. It was a present, wrapped in Christmas paper with a red bow on top.
Without words, he told me to open it in front of him.

I took off the bow and stuck it to my blouse, over my heart like a flower corsage. I unwrapped and opened the box.
Inside was a beautiful oval-shaped, intensely red carved stone. The design was a series of sharp and soft angles mingling together. It was very powerful.

The next day, I answer a call on my video phone. Customer service was now calling ME.
The red stone has transformed into a jade green bird with open wings. I feel that this transformation of the stone is a sign of imminent contact with this being.

It is him, clean-cut and sharply dressed once again. Geoff is sitting in the background fixing something nearby as the man and I once again chat about personal matters.

Then Geoff and I are in a bed in a city alley at night. The moon is high in the sky and very bright. We are kissing very passionately.
The stone suddenly changes color and shape-shifts, and we know he will be coming soon.

It looks like a star drops from the sky over the city.

We see him walking towards us in the distance, a shadowy figure. He comes and sits on our bed. His hair was long, but clean, and he has no beard now. His eyes were clear and kind and I knew he was an angel.
I wondered as I watched his innocent demeanor what it must be like to be free of desire.

He looked at both of us intensely as he opened his hand to reveal a green glowing ball.

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