After I hit the “publish” button the other day, I suddenly an had a flash of insight: The Wicked Witch of the West uses voodoo to harm me… I was wrong about thinking that she spends her whole day tormenting me… even though I am tormented, she only needs to “refresh” the hate on her voodoo doll or whatever symbolic artifact she uses to represent me.
Sometimes the pain is my heart, or my back, or my stomach, or my head.
So far so good… I recalled that I realized that years ago… just forgot.
What is interesting is the following exchange I had with Source:
Could I do the same? Yes. Would she know that I am doing it? Yes. 1