Season 2 – Ep 12: 🚑☁️👼🪄 –Remarkable Rachel, Reconciles, Reconstituting –🪄👼☁️🚑

Tonight we travel to Missouri, to talk with RachelReality, as it were……. Is a rare gift.During many long nights, where I was staring at the ceiling, wondering how, or if, I could prove the other realm existed…I became obsessed by the concept that objects that the Fae take and give back……must change somehow.Never did I think however. That I would be having a conversation like this. Shows what I know…Reality, rebirth… reckoning..........The holidays have always been a tough time. So for that reason, I have done my best to put a lot of presents under the tree for everyone the past two weeks. I know what it's like, to need something to listen to, this time of year.A super big human and non-human thanks to all of the listeners, and guests so far in season two. I will be back in the new year with 40 more episodes!… until then, Rachel I'd like to dedicate this Peter Gabriel song to you…When you are listening, to Fascinating Fae.Climbing up on Solsbury HillI could see the city lightWind was blowing, time stood stillEagle flew out of the nightHe was something to observeCame in close, I heard a voiceStanding stretching every nerveHad to listen, had no choiceI did not believe the informationI just had to trust imaginationMy heart going boom, boom, boom"Son, " he said"Grab your things, I've come to take you home"Keep in silence I resignedMy friends would think I was a nutTurning water into wineOpened doors would soon be shutSo I went from day to dayThough my life was in a rut'Til I thought of what I'd sayWhich connection I should cutI was feeling part of the sceneryI walked right out of the machineryMy heart going boom, boom, boom"Son, " he said"Grab your things, I've come to take you home"When illusion spin her netI'm never where I wanna beAnd liberty, she pirouetteWhen I think that I am freeWatched by empty silhouetteClose their eyes but still can seeNo one taught them etiquetteI will show another meToday I don't need a replacementI'll tell them what the smile on my face meantMy heart going boom, boom, boom"Hey, " I said"You can keep my things, they've come to take me home"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyYou coming homeComing back homeYou coming homeComing homeOh, back home–SOLSBURY HILL

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