desire to get there. In 15 minutes, over 50 people surrounded me, in a deserted place
since always. With natural conditions of absolutely infected beach, how many did not
cut into shells...and from those cliffs you could slip and break your head. In Romania the
beach has 50 km, so there was enough place in other good places for the beach. In fact,
we have a 10 km ideal beach for that, many countries don't have that. But all of a
sudden, people were getting stuck in that absolutely improper place. The next day, the
place was already really populated...Two years later, the mayoralty took the shells and
some of the rocks, but it's still no big deal, for sure the worst beach of the seashore. After
30 years of walking all the way, I know the smallest paths...Still, there, amongst the
scruffy shells and rocks, more than any other place, a beach bar appeared and is full of
people, as if it was Malibu Beach.
Increasing Gravity, Magnet of Anything and More
I can not stay in a room without things falling down, one way or the other. If an object
goes just over the surface of a shelf, (10%) will fall down, although it would take 50%
of its weight to be outside, even a child knows this. I often thought that if I went into a
house where everything was nailed, a strong earthquake would start, just for something
to fall down. Any material next to me becomes magnetic and hangs on other materials or
me, I destroyed countless things like this, plunging from various surfaces. Electronic
devices break down in my presence, so do the machines. Anything in a room is actually
attacking me, and usually destroys my clothes. I had a little nail coming out of a table
and the repair of this defect was not easy if I did not want to ruin the wood texture, I had
to dismantle much of the table. There was also laziness...I destroyed 2 pairs of trousers
initially, and one of them was blue-jeans material, very resistant. Just a small nail cut it
off like silk, although I was walking very slowly around that table. After all, I decided to
stick to the wall there, so that I would not get near the table...although this way the
distance between me and the table was around 40 cm, same thing happened still. I
measured 40 cm a few times, I carefully controlled my passage, for nothing, the nail was
still getting me.
In the morning I find the clothes broken or dirty in the closet, although in the evening,
when I put them, they were not like that.
- That form of sleepwalking would be an explanation...
- Just like last time, it's impossible...the architecture of my house is special, my closets
are in another wing of the house and I should go through two other rooms to get to them,
and family members would argue that I bothered them, so I would remember that I was
there. In addition, at least 2 members of my family were very sedentary and would have