Monthly Archives: January 2013

Phony Commentors? “How To Know If I Were Born With A Caul/Veil”-“Victim Of A Psychic Scam Artist”

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I received a visitor from Naples, Florida yesterday who left some comments under the name “Shari”.

Now here and there I know that I will run into people who have ulterior motives for why they contact me. Some for spiteful purposes, and some for reasons that do not mean anything-they are just curious, just being plain silly or just idle-minded.

A lot of us in the world share certain experiences and circumstances that we may be able to relate to with each other, and sometimes the comparisons are so much alike.

And like I’ve mentioned in one of my posts before-there are billions and zillions of people out there in the world and many of us can come up with similar ideas or similar modes of expression that are honestly just mere coincidence. A whole lot of us are the same in our certain ways and in the way that we do things.

However, it is quite obvious to tell when someone has been reading things that I’ve wrote then go and use my own words as examples of similarity.

I mean, we can read or hear things by others that express something that can definitely pertain to us and our experience or situation and we may get further clarification and confirmation.

We may also get stimulated and better understand, remember, or express something that we weren’t able to put into our own words. And gathering information in that instance is very helpful and beneficial to us all in any relevant subject. There is always something that we can learn from one another.

But why some fool around for attention or whatever else is just a pure waste of time.

Anyway, this is an example of what went on yesterday:

The first comment on the post “my sites”

Shari on January 11, 2013 at 1:28 pm said:

How will I know if I was born with a caul/veil…

My response was

misslatoya on January 11, 2013 at 2:34 pm said:

Everything has specific characteristics even though each individual is different. A true person born with a caul/veil has experiences that ordinary people do not. Definite signs are knowing things without understanding how you know them.

Noticing how easy it is for you to pick up on things, and picking up on things that others cannot. Realizing how much more different you are when it is in comparison to others. You will have clairvoyant or psychic abilities. And they do not always come all at once. For some people their powers get stronger with age. You will be very wise and wise in ways that others do not always appreciate.

You will be able to read people and their motives just by looking at them or hearing their voice. You will dream things that come true, see visions with your third eye, feel other people’s emotions, communicate with spirits, hear actual incidents and peoples conversations in your mind, communicate with others through your mind. Taste foods and energies, smell scents and chemicals all without coming into physical contact with any of the substances.

There are also many other spiritual activities that will happen around you that other people will not be able to see or understand. The ordinary person will look at you and physically think that you are a regular person in a regular state and/or situation just like everybody else but you will know that that just isn’t so. There is a border that separates me from the rest of the world and I am elevated by it. I see and feel the spiritual activity around me every day and my mind does not work like the average person, I am constantly learning and growing and have always been unaffected by the things that are going on around me.

If what I have written isn’t explanatory enough, or wasn’t exactly what you were looking to know directly, or do not understand, you can be more specific in your questions, because there is a lot of complex things that go along with being born with a caul. I am thirty-seven years of age and have lived with these supernatural experiences and things all of my life so I understand and have come to understand quite a lot, and I still have further things to understand about myself and my life.

Her response was

Shari on January 11, 2013 at 3:24 pm said:

When I was a child I use to see things, feel things and dream things before it happen… But my mom and family will always tell me it’s all in my mind or am just making things up.. I never wanted to stay by my mom so I moved with my grandmother thinking everything will get better. It did for some time but then it started again but I kept it to my self. I just didn’t understand why my family acted that I was making things up. Then when I was about 12yrs old my grandmother told me about what me great grandmother use to do not her mother but my grandfathers mother she was a witch and that my mom can also be one but she don’t want to do it. So I ask her about me do I have the gift she did not answer me all she said was don’t thing about it.

Am 33yrs and still have dreams that come true. Some times I feel things. On Tuesday night was on my bed and it felt like someone was in my house but I couldn’t go and check I don’t know why but this time I was very scared. On Wednesday morning when I was still sleeping I was feel something touching me I jump and woke up with no energy. I still trying to get my energy back. Today I feel a little better but I know am not my 100%. Some times I dream with people that are family and friends telling me that they are going to die or not come back, and it do happen. Or sometime the are dead and give me a messages. Even people that I never meet come and talk to me. I pick up on things so fast.. That’s why I don’t have much friends. They all call me cold they also tell me that I don’t care how I talk to people. I don’t care about the way I say things and their feelings, that I show no feelings and the list will go on and on.

Everything you told me about, it’s like me like you are reading me. I just wish to understand me more and just be me.

Thank you for replying

She Then Made Another Comment On “A Psychic To Beware Of ” https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2009/02/19/a-psychic-to-beware-of/

Shari on January 11, 2013 at 2:23 pm said:

I wish I had known more about Tiffany before going to her…. It’s a long story and still can’t get the money back or any answers…. Yes that’s the time that she calls around 1:00am – 6:00am…. She even told me that everything that is happening with her was so post to had happen to me!!! Also stated that everything is going bad with her because of my case…. I just don’t know what to believe anymore…. I just can’t understand why every time I go to someone to read me, help or tell me if i have a gift I feel that I know more then them and don’t get the answers or the help I need…

misslatoya on January 11, 2013 at 2:51 pm said:

No offense, but I will answer certain questions for people sometimes even if they tell me phony stories or are just trying to test me or for whatever nonsense and silly or spiteful motives that they may have. And it is only because there is always someone out there who is real who will come along and who will really benefit from the knowledge that I can infer to them. So you and whoever else don’t think that you can fool me.

And just speaking in general, I am very well aware of the jealous and resentful people that cannot deal with the truth and who endeavor to destroy my credibility through these obvious tactics. I guarantee that it will not work though- you might have a chance with the gullible and weak-minded. Otherwise you’re just wasting your time.

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The Power Of Expression Through Writing, Literature, And Etc…

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th_yourlovedI love to write. It is a natural and automatic talent that I was born to do. I will never stop enjoying this personal hobby and occupational profession.

It is very important for individuals to have a stable platform whereas they can express themselves and at the same time create.

As far as mainstream, society likes to dictate what is and what is not appropriate content and material to publish. And also what is much more appealing and popular to targeted audiences.

When I write it comes from within, a source of power. I do not concern myself with who would or would not accept or approve of my subject matter. I leave that up to choice. If no one read my work I’d still write, though I was not meant to be a writer for nothing.

A lot of people have held down certain jobs in order to pay their bills, buy their clothing and necessities, to have spending money, to occupy their time, and so on. I know because I’ve done the exact same thing. These jobs give you work experience and help to build and enhance particular skills yet the occupation may not be what one really wants to acquire in life.

Many people are filled with dreams, aspirations, and determinations to follow their natural passion. And while it is good to have something to fall back on one should never give up on what they truly desire.

I’ve been writing ever since the tender age of ten. And I had the opportunity to get my stories published by a mainstream book publisher back then. So I always knew that my talent was going to go far.

There have been quite a few who have tried to discourage me from continuing to write, even going as far as trying to work black magic as a means of bullying me in order to get me to stop from publishing my original content on the web (my blog here) this past summer.

They’d prefer me to work at some beneath me low paying job where I would never get ahead at because there would be corrupt employers there to intentionally keep me held down and held back. However, that is impossible because I am too smart for that, and I do not have to settle.

Or they’d just prefer me to be a bum out on the street.

Certain types of people don’t like to see individuals who have too much knowledge succeed and get ahead if they come across from the “right side of the tracks” and cannot be controlled and/ or maneuvered by anyone for any reason.

Regardless, of how many who tried. And regardless of how many will continue to try, it will never matter. There is nothing that any of my enemies can do about it. I have my own thing, my own actual writing career that has progressed the way that it was supposed to. And I will be carried on for the rest of my life by the fierce blessings of my destiny.

Writing and journalism is a very great accomplishment to attain, especially when the creative content is real and unique.

I can do just about anything that I want to do in life but I choose my first love and that is to write. And what better is there to get paid for something that you actually love to do. Not only do I write, I conduct other artistic and business arrangements related to my career.

I built on my own. And I will continue to succeed on my own (and on my own terms).

Back Stab/Back Talk/I StabThem With Their Talk When Their Talk Is Crap!

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I am special and unique, gifted and strong. I do not go along with the many illusions and manipulations of the world; I am no part of it. I never was and I never will be.

There are lots of individuals who smile in other peoples faces then talk behind their backs. It is a slight, and a technique that is also used to dishearten one. When people continuously talk and/or go around speaking very negatively about someone it is “generally” suppose to cause hurt and alter the person’s reputation.

I am and have always been the type to tell people things to their face. I have never been one to indulge in idle, pathetic, worthless gossip. Now yes indeed everybody talks, but there is a difference between constructive analytical discussion, curiosity along with observation and the ignorant bias judgments, irrational accusations, and false reports.

Sure everyone has an opinion and a method of how they see or view things; nevertheless it does not mean that they will discern the situation thoroughly or correctly. And everyone is not always justified in their findings.

Socially I do not personally associate with anyone. I am a very proud loner by nature, a thinker, a creator, a doer. I have an independent mind and a low tolerance for those who are influenced by certain “mentalities”.

Of course, one’s character is actually who they genuinely are and reputation is just what others perceive or think one to be. We as humans/individuals are always going to be talked about. Somebody in some form or fashion and in one way or another will always have something to say about us.

I have often been called cold. Cold because of what is perceived as my insensitivity towards other peoples feelings and because I have never been disturbed by extremely negative words that were spoken against me from jealous enemies and/or people who just did not like me. And I do not deny this because it rings true.

I have no problem with admitting to a truth but I will not confirm to a lie that does not pertain to me and my life by those who are narrow-minded, ignorant, or spiteful. No one will ever manipulate me or any of my circumstances with my permission. I don’t go along with “trickery” (misrepresentation) out of intimidation/fear.

In the past, just as well as now in the present, negative rumors/gossip or regular talk and lies-if and when they are said-are illusions and delusions made and maintained by those who are beneath me and who are inferior.

And many of the times perpetrators deliberately know that they conspire in the falsehoods. They all just want a reaction from their target to see if they can bring them down to a level that is lower than their own, and to destroy their confidence.

I have to admit that I get empowered by the nonsense. The psychological behavior of these individuals are educational weapons to analyze, learn from, and then use against them-but of course, they do not know that. They’re too busy and stupid applying energy into remaining stagnant instead of realizing what they are actually acknowledging about themselves. The mental predicament that they are in is laughable.

I live my life for myself and not for the acceptance or approval from others.

I am not defined by what is considered normal/conventional in the eyes of individuals and through the state of the world.

My existence itself is a complete validation of exactly who and what I am.

The Real Story/The Real Deal

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I like many others in the world have been the object of extreme and malicious jealousy. A lot of people get over by telling lies. Whether they tell lies on other people or just lie in an attempt to advance themselves by whatever means.

I remember a few years ago a particular incident at work (sears). I had just arrived at my job, and as I entered into the employee entrance the assistant store manager was in the process of insulting one of the team leaders who was later demoted from his position. They both turned to glance at me while I went to hang up my jacket upon entering, and then turned back to one another.

“You ain’t shit”, our assistant store manager told the short and ugly guy who’s name was Jeremy, and who was of a Caribbean descent. “Do you know what people around here are saying about you?”

“I don’t care what people say”, Jeremy said in return.

“You’re not strong”, the manager said. “You’re a faggot”. “I’m going to tell you what they are saying”.

At that last comment I was making my way on through the hall just around the corner to begin my scheduled tasks. I didn’t get to hear the rest. And I didn’t really care to.

Later sometime during that same day, I had gone to put some flattened boxes inside the store baler. Jeremy had the nerve to tell me that he “cannot place and crush the boxes for me. That I have to pick up behind myself by not leaving anything around for him or someone else to do”.

Now come again, what shit was he smoking?! I had been working there at sears way before he came along and was one of the most top and valued workers there and how ironic since the talk going on around the store was that he wasn’t a good employee. “I wish I could get paid for doing nothing like Jeremy”, I personally overheard a co-worker say in reference to his performance on the job.

Jeremy didn’t get too much respect around the workplace.

I definitely knew that something was up with the ridiculous remark that he made and he was with another fellow employee when he conveyed the nonsense to me.

“I’ve been working here long before you”, I told Jeremy then walked away.

Soon after the confrontation my own team leader came to me regarding not properly handling one of the responsibilities that concerned my operation between the boxes and the baler. Jeremy had intentionally approached my manager with the lie that he himself had approached me with-but in more negatively deceptive terms.

It even seemed as if my manager was going to take Jeremy’s word for it until an employee who worked on my team stood up for me. “She crushes her boxes”, my fellow co-worker assured.

“So just forget about it”, our manager had told us.

Jeremy’s motives were clearly obvious to me. He was embarrassed and humiliated by what I had walked in on earlier in the day between him and the assistant store manager. He took it all out on me. I was the scapegoat because I had witnessed him getting verbally beat down and disrespected.

And the sad thing was that I didn’t even care about what had gone on. I did not go around and spread what I saw and heard to anyone. That told me a lot regarding Jeremy’s character, a person who takes their insecurities out on someone else because they are more sufficient.

Jealous people and liars are well-known for the “big trouble” that they tend to generate and stir up.

The old saying: “there are three sides to a story-your side, my side, and the truth”.

To the jealous liar the lie is the truth, the only way for them to get by. They become so accustomed to deception that they become master manipulators. Many gain an evil satisfaction from their deliberate actions, especially if they continuously get away with what they do.

I have for the majority of the time been a human lie detector, fiercely spotting the connivers and the spiteful which often inspires further resentment and retaliation on their parts.

(I once went for a job interview at tiffany’s jewelry store in Manhattan in the year of 2007. I had already had a part time job but wanted to make some extra money. I was interviewed by a manager by the name of Daniel. He was of West Indian descent. He explained to me that the position that I had applied for was not difficult at all-and such and such-and I’m like saying to myself well alright then give me the darn job already and stop bullshitting around.

I could tell that he was not on the up and up. So after wasting my time he told me to go wait in the lobby for a second interview with a lady by the name of Joanna. I waited for I don’t know how long-an obvious set up in the making. When I finally got face to face with Joanna we sat across from one another for my interview and she was very nervous. So I just went along with her questions, knowing I was not going to get the job. There was something else that I was supposed to get.

When the phony interview ended Joanna walked me over to the elevator and advised me to take it down to the basement. “I know how to get out of here”, I told her.

“No. You came in here off the street but you have to go down to the basement then walk all the way around to make it out of the building”, Joanna informed to me as she was extremely nervous. She was even much more nervous than before.

She bullshitted around looking at the decoration of flowers that were by the elevator doors asking me if I thought they looked like geraniums. Oh what a very stupid, dumb bitch, I had thought to myself. This woman must have had a lot of dirt on her to go along with trying to lure me to my death. I played along with her. So I got on the elevator and got off on the first floor right where I first came in at.

The next morning when I got on a bus to go to my regular job, there was some talk. “She was told to go to the basement and gets off at the first floor”, a young male voice said. Then he went on to say something about a gift and being a target)

When one is sharply on cue and fearless, and know too much about what goes on, some will try to make that person lose their mind so that it can be said that they don’t know what they are talking about.

I notice certain people get labeled as crazy when they are able to discern and/or call out other individual’s motives and those alike-especially when it is not understood how they gathered up all of their uncanny information. “Perception” is a gift indeed. Liars and deceivers are intimidated by those who challenge them, and then proceed to take them down.

A lot of people’s lives have been altered or destroyed due to petty and malicious lies that have been concocted and told by negative individuals.

I observed and learned at a very young age how degenerates operate. I have for years been attacked and continuously lied on in many instances and I never got destroyed because I am a fighter, a survivor-and I am someone who is more vicious than any of my enemies could ever imagine. And that is a good thing since I am a very positive person. Positivity is always much stronger than negativity in any circumstance.

Part of my viciousness is the flame that burns with determination, the torch that refuses to blow out. The passionate bomb that is always ready to explode and conquer without regret.

No matter what, one should never get caught up in the confusion set forth by others. A lie is just simply what it is “a lie”. A lie does not define truth no matter how many others may believe in the deception.

When you genuinely know and are strong in who and what you are-no one can ever take that away.