I don't know how to explain this. Maybe the only thing that I possess is a very very short fragment of a dream - but she is in that dream.
We kissed in that dream. I think. I was... in a state of equanimity. Even though I had just recently kissed someone 🤦🏽♂️
I have no words to explain what is in my heart right now. Uncle Roshan, I.e. Lomesh Jugernauth, passed away three days ago. He was a reiki healer like no other and he was healing me everyday - he took a total of five or six days off in the last six months - but he was otherwise healing me everyday.
Roshan, thank you for the healing 🫂 you were an awesome person and I know that your journey doesn't stop here.
Bless you 🫂🙏🕉
Mo my beautiful soulmate,
I have spent all this time thinking about you - mainly about how you look like 😂 but to be honest, it's not important. I love you, and there's no question about that 🫂🥰
My name - for now - is Rowan Rishi J. - and I will find you.
I never thought that this would become something that I would use many years ago - but I am so happy that I could use my own blog post years ago as something current 🙏 I might be the only one to understand this - never mind - but I just wanted to give my thanks and my gratitude to myself and all those who were part of this. You have my deepest gratitude 🙏❤️
I never (in the last 4 years at meast) have dreams about my soulmate. But I did, last night. I don't remember her face - but she had a brother who was against us marrying... 🤷🏽♂️ I just wanted to put it out there, just in case 😂
My father died on the 5th of February 2026. He was cremated very soon after. I cried - not because he was an extraordinary man - but I cried.
Rest in peace Mahandrapratapsing Jugernauth.
After his passing away, something happened to me. Guys, please believe every word that I will say here, because every word is true.
After my father passed away, I saw that my mother was taken ill and then passed away. After she passed away, I was taken by grief and passed away.
And then they came. Not entities. Not things. I don't know - but the question was asked by someone - I don't know what - but I was being asked the question.
Do you want your mother to go through this pain, or will you take it?
It was a question - and I spent no time answering that I would shoulder it. I don't remember if I said "I will shoulder it". I don't remember many things from this interaction. But I remember that my vision became immediately so much worse. My right side (leg and feet) became so so much worse.
But I knew that would happen.
I want to continue... but I can't. My mother is beyond fine by the way. She doesn't want to hear any more BS from me 😑 anyway...
Dear Self,
How are you? I am sorry for the abysmally short length of this message - but I just wanted to tell you that I will win it soon.
I swear. Watch me 🕉🥰
RRJ
My ability to write has taken a serious hit. I had a catastrophic stroke that paralyzed me. Actually I had 3 strokes.
Now, believe me. I stopped all my medication. Except Sheelajit and something that will increase my heart function.
I will survive 🙏 Trust me.
Om Tryam Bakam Yaja Mahe
Sukandim pushti Vardhanam
Urvaru kamiva bhandhanat
Mriryor mukshi mamritat!
Dearest Isha,
You died. On the 20th of October 2024. I cried many tears a few days ago. I cried because I realised how much you loved me.
Nothing happened when I got the new. Isha was dead. Too bad. We had broken up a while ago. But she died. I was sad, but nothing more. Two or three days ago though, I started crying. I started crying hard. I want to explain, but I think some things are better left unexplained.
FYI, my speaking and writing is really crap. Half of my brain is not fully active - but trust me it's getting better.
I just wanted to put a picture of Isha. She was a marvelous girl.
My ex girlfriend, and my most recent ex, Isha Lutchmun, passed away. We broke up, but we still were friends. Most recently, we had a stupid fight and we stopped talking. It was during that time that Isha passed away. She died due to her uncontrolled diabetes.
It's been two days since my mum brought this flower. It's already wilting.
Two days. The flower has already wilted.
Ok. That might me pure coincidence. But then again, I'm stuch home, half of my body paralyzed with a stroke.
Anyway, I know what's the solution.
🙏
After several months of knowing the truth, i.e. what will be, we are nearing the promised time.
Some of us know - very few - but we know. Some of us remain blissfully unaware of the situation - and maybe it's for the best. There are several nukes that are going to explode, and the aliens will come out after the pact is broken.
K.H. is unfortunately another puppet. Long live humans 🙏
Ban zen... ki role?
Bon, mo d'abord bizin dire zot pardon parseki sa post la lo p mette li en créole! 🙏 Pas ki mo mank role, mais ena gogot p parer partout dans le monde 😂
Non, seryer seryer selman.
Tout dimoune conner ke sa fam la ek sa lot la p poser pou elections ********* 😂 B languetmama pou lever kan sa camouad T pas p élu et fam la p remporte election.
Mo p dir zot.
Sa lot pélon la, li pou tellement enmerder ke li pou exploz bom atomik partout 🤦🏽♂️ Pas 1, pas 2... mo ti contant si ti nek 3 - mais pou éna explosion atomik partout dans North America.
Kan sa ggt la pou exploser, enne traler Alien pou arrete caciet. Sa même. Ala li la.
Tag 1 coccio ki pas croire narien... @Dominique
Guys,
Sorry for the lack of updates... but I had a stroke a second one once again! I wanna add a LOL. Thank I practise Pranic Heaning 👍😂 I'll be back super soon...
Rowan
There was a time where the former US president Clinton's sexcapades were not yet known to the world. And I was young, and quite innocent. Humanity was being led towards collective stupidity by adding Chlorine to water. Alien life was said to never have been seen before.
🤣
We now have videos of Adolphe Hitler meeting those beings.
Aliens exist and are far more common than you think. Time travel is possible, and at every new arrival in the past, a new parallel universe is spawned. Furthermore, according to my master, the past, present and future are all happening at the same time.
And according to what Swami Nithyananda, we, human beings, have the innate power to rejuvenate our bodies. Furthermore, we humans, can use the power of telekineses. I know, because I was able to do this.
It was only a few cm per second, but I was able to do it. This is not fantasy. This is not fiction.
Atma Namasté 🙏
I've been faithfully single for a while now. Since 2020 to be more exact. I might have been emotionally entangled with someone from my LoveLight class, but nothing very serious came out of it. Maybe something might have happened had we not been thousands of miles apart. Maybe. I don't know.
I therefore reserve the right to call myself as single for nearly half a decade. I'm almost proud of this, like a badge of honour that I can proudly show off as I parade my single butt around.
I am rather pleased with myself to see my intellectual faculties re-emerge and stretch its arms with a huge yawn.
I'm glad to be able to find my old self again. I missed this.
I almost forgot that I love writing. I love crafting pretty sentences that I delicately string together to produce some sort of art, that I finally unveil to the world as I hit the publish button.
I was rather surprised recently to be fully captivated by a soul on Facebook.
How superficial of me. 🤦🏽♂️ I know. I know. Facebook is the only virtual platform I visit these days.
And there she was. She was by no means the hot babe most men drool over, but the simplicity of this atma reminded me that out there, there might be this elusive perfect one. Or maybe it could be her?
I would like to add a fat LOL here, to illustrate the improbability of this ever happening - but, I will be an eternal optimist concerning this! 👼🏼
My heart agrees with this blog post, and we'll both hit the PUBLISH button, after attaching a photo of our favorite flower (which looks a lot like her, tbh): the frangipani.
