I don’t know what you will make of this.
I work at a (sex positive, feminist, friendly, refreshingly not sketchy) adult shop outside of Portland, Oregon. On Friday night, a woman walked in pushing an empty stroller. She had dark dark skin, black hair with bright orange ends in braids artfully wrapped on top of her head. Somehow, in spite of the strangeness of a woman pushing an empty baby stroller into an adult shop, she did not give off an alarming or “weirdo” vibe.
She milled around the store a bit, before getting my attention, “can I ask you a few questions?” She seemed confused, gesturing widely and asked “what is all this for?!” I began showing her various basic products (simple silicone vibes, ben-wa balls, etc.) she asked me rapid-fire questions, and I had a difficult time maintaining composure–she kept laughing and seemed surprised at it all.
She looked at me and said “I thought sex was for procreation…” What struck me about this sentence was the complete lack of guilt, judgement or any kind of sexual-repression caused feeling in her voice. She seemed genuinely just confused and curious. I asked her where she was from and she gave me a sheepish look, “you mean what city?” — never answering. She left the store laughing at our zebra print curtains–and as she left I noticed that she had one blue eye and one brown eye.
My co-worker and I were baffled the rest of the night. “Did we just get visited by an extraterrestrial being?! Is there like, a life-form inhabiting this woman’s body for remote viewing? What just happened?!” I went home and told my partner, and before I could even get to the strangest bits, having just said, “So a woman walked into the store, dark skin, orange braids, pushing an empty stroller–” he interrupted with a firm “Alien.” I was like “Yes! What the fuq, I haven’t even told you all of it!”
So yeah. Who knows. At the very least, it was a strange interesting encounter. Before she left she asked for a piece of paper and a pen and wrote down a name, address and phone number–no explanation. I have no idea.
The energy of this woman was very non-threatening, albeit confusing. None of the feelings of anxiety and guilt I would usually feel from–well pretty much most of my customers in some respect due to the cultural weirdness towards sexuality–but especially from customers who seem particularly uninformed about adult products. She did not seem totally unhinged, crazy or strung out on some kind of substance or other. (If anything, MAYBE psychedelics)
Weird story for weird times–
I love this and yes the Eclipse Energy is super-weird. Remember, it’s Uranian energy – as well as Plutonic. I was just writing in the Capricorn Daily Scopes, that “ it gathers all the Zap Zone energy from the last year and concentrates it into a focal point of crystalline clarity.”
So Plutonic energy is always like that deep gut psyche busting CHURN of old angst and sex/power issues, like your own personal underworld tour. But the Uranian Qi is just hyper-weird. People you encounter who seriously seem extraterrestrial. Gadgets acting possessed.
Synchronicity that is clearly supernatural. And things that seem theatrical – like someone put Jim Jarmusch in charge of choreographing the scene – but inexplicable by standard logic.
Meanwhile over at CERN, the world’s most expensive scientific experiment in history is – they say – about to prove the existence of parallel universes. They were meant to be doing it last week but a short circuit stopped the experiment – could it have been just a little bit sped up and your Sex Shop Alien Lady came through?
It is plausible, right?
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