Meeting With A Gypsy

Video: Meeting With A Gypsy

Video: Meeting With A Gypsy
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Meeting With A Gypsy
Meeting With A Gypsy
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I want to share my experience of communicating with lovely women of gypsy blood, which may come in handy if you suddenly have a question of how not to become a victim of gypsies. I'll start with the traditional introduction: IT WAS SO …

On a summer, relatively calm, moderately warm evening, I returned home after a consultation. Passing the parking lot, I saw a boy of about seven years old, he was sitting on the sidewalk, a hat was lying nearby (a headdress is, of course, a strong saying, and at that time its purpose was different). Putting my hand in my pocket, I took out a few coins and gave them to him. Further events developed as follows. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a madame appeared, very well described in Pavel Barabash's story "NLP, hypnosis, gypsy."

The beginning of her monologue was traditional, and therefore even a little boring. Having told me how good I am, that I, in fact, knew without her, that my life was different, that I had (like most physically developed and mentally healthy young people) my first love, that sometimes I meet good people, and sometimes I come across dishonest people (who would have thought !?) and something else that is required by the best traditions of the gypsy spoken genre, she, having decided that the context of consent was obtained, proceeded to the main action - pulling out tickets from the Bank of Russia. I can’t remember her speech literally now, but the essence of what she said was that she could sell me information about my past, present and future. When she realized that her proposal did not interest me, the next thing she did was assessed by me as undisguised threats to my health, the health of my family and friends, and this was already a clear overkill. At that moment, I again thanked fate for giving me a happy chance to get to know NLP closely, sharply stretched my right hand palm forward so that it turned out to be fifty centimeters from the eyes of the all-seeing lady and, pointing the finger of my left hand at the outstretched palm, loudly, abruptly said:

- You say that you see destiny, you read destiny, so look at these signs, they must tell you that I myself am a sorcerer in the third generation. If you open your mouth again and do not take your words back this very hour, then everything said will happen to you.

NLP is really a miracle, before I had time, as they say, to blink an eye, my recent interlocutor disappeared from my field of vision.

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