Padre was traced to have an address somewhere in Hong Kong, but no exact address was found with my search skills. He also had send me some verses to utter with audio clips to repeat after, and post that requested me to light a candle light at the window to garner protection from supporters outside. In the night, in sleep, I senses invisible people getting me to say further utterances and sign something that I refused. I had a sense of ‘soul being sold to the devil’ or some such thing but that’s not what I signed up for; that’s not what I paid him money for, so the karma points is not getting docked off me but him, if he was doing something wrong. I also had a sense that I have two souls and no body could take my soul away from me, not with or without my permission, and even if so, it is not something I cannot undo. Meaning, there is always a right way by which to undo the wrong (any wrong), as long as there is the will to do the right thing and the effort to do the right thing, coz every effort at doing the right thing counts in the schema of things. It is because of these random acts at doing the right thing that humanity has surfaced these many days and years, and continues to be a profitable species in healing the fabric of time and space to wholesomization as evolution of life is supposed to go towards through the simple fact of having a body that’s human. I keep getting the sense that maybe Padre Is entangled with me in some sense, and I wonder if China has been facing difficulties because of known and unknown aspects of wounds healed or not healed over time from activities that are legalised violence from lack of perspective. But, having said that, humanity has moved through several known and unknown spaces in restoring the fabric of time and space to former glory, and it’s remarkable how one man’s effort is another man’s story, and yet ‘men may come and men may go but the brook goes on forever.’