Dawta Of The Moon: Pt 1

DC Subway. We flew into DC and stayed at The Omni... Remind me to tell you how we saw Mike Pence.

Just saw the headline: "Baltimore is the murder capital of the US." Damn. I walked and where I knelt, there were crystals. *Pyrite. The land is under enchantment... Hmm, how to say that and not sound like a mystic? "Baltimore is the largest **independent city in the United States." Therefore it is highly protected- physically and spiritually..... I need to finish my post on Baltimore from the Black Witch Convention... Tell you what, lets just make it a series. I cant say yet how many parts, depends on what all jumps out of my memories.

*Pyrite: See Post, Crystals: Pyrite. 4/1/18.
**In the United States, an independent city is a city that is not in the territory of any county or counties with exceptions noted below. Of the 41 independent U.S. cities, 38 are in Virginia, whose state constitution makes them a special case. The three independent cities outside Virginia are Baltimore, Maryland; St. Louis, Missouri; and Carson City, Nevada. The U.S. Census Bureau uses counties as its base unit for presentation of statistical information, and treats independent cities as county equivalents for those purposes. Baltimore, Maryland is the most populous of them.
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Part 1: 
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Baltimore. My knowledge of lay lines is limited. Im thinking they are adjacent to fault lines? I dunno, so I need to check it out. Based on my limited knowledge, I would hypothesize Maryland is on such lines. And if this is true, then one could also hypothesize that Baltimore is built on Sacred  Lands. Must be. Because that city is actively being guarded. Call me crazy. 


Mmmk, now I remember. The best way for me to cook it and you to eat it is by telling you what happened before I ever boarded the plane. And how that series of events ended up having me walking around Baltimore, Maryland looking like a space cadet, lost than -ee mutha sucka . Lol! The Hanged Man card? Or the Fool?  Lost and without my tools. Sorta. While I was lost looking for ATT without a map... I was also teaching a workshop at a Witches Convention. With powerful, industrious, crafty w'omen. I had to find the phone (Air) shop... I had to phone home. (Hahahaha, E.T. lookin) What kind of witch was I? Did I want my Pathfinders Patch revoked? Lol, Life be testing and initiating in its own ways... To hop in a taxi or Carmen Sandiego that thang?? Well, as you probably guessed I did find the store, however it took a series of kismet events that could symbolize my entire weeklong stay in DC-Maryland for The Black Witch Convention, Dawtas of The Moon Convention.  I was lost on familiar lands. The ground was hard and cold; however, once I attuned to the geography I was picking up crystals. The walk back from the phone store revealed the landmarks and institutions that marked the land to suppress Sunlight and quell resistance. 1 word: Catholicism.... I took pics.  

"Beloved, Bewitching Baltimore." 

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So, I was needing a new phone. Im pretty hard on phones cause I use them like tablets. Im texting everybody, writing emails, taking boucoup pictures, making fliers, recording events and making videos and downloading files… everything. So. this one was ready for an upgrade cause it had about 2 years worth of data. I wasn't ready to pay $1000. I mean Fuck! When did that happen? Fuck ass Apple with the $600, then $900 iPhones.. Drove the market up. So I wasnt ready to part with my cash. So I said I would hold out as long as I could to manifest a deal. Lol! (#soDreamy)


Well even though I had my hold-out plan, I also needed the capabilities of my phone to document my workshop and my trip to Baltimore. And my phone wasn't even holding a charge so…… I found myself at the phone store. And I was ready to sign my name. Until that young man said $996. Bruh. I walked out and starting looking for my Cannon. 


The next day, Im packed and ready to go. My flight was that afternoon. I go to work and hook my phone up to charge and it wont turn on. Im mean, will not even vibrate to let me know it is charging. Yall, my phone literally died; dead. Which sent me into a tizzy cause Im an android and I need my phone. Which wouldnt have been a big deal if I wouldnt have needed to catch the plane that afternoon. 


So Momz says I can use her old phone so I can atleast call my daughter and use the internet. Which was cool because I packed my camera and it also records. Thing is, her old phone was slow as molasses with the internet and I couldn't access Social Media at all. Google took way to long to search. I think it was a 6-year old Pantech. Lol. 


I promised my daughter to pick her up from school so she could ride to the airport. I took a 1/2 day from work then stopped by Best Buy.  I bought an unlocked Android and high-tailed it to my daughter’s school. We meet-up with my Moms and we head towards the airport. 


Yall, why I get to the airport and realize I don't know the terminal?? I cant look it up on my phone because I was waiting to open the box and transfer to the new one. All my info in my email, which if my phone was working correctly, I would have access to. But, my phone is not working correctly and Im 1-hr from my flight and have no way to show my ticket nor recall any details about my flight. 


Of course I pull-out the new phone to activate it and insert my SIM card so I can access the information when…… I cant open the phone. Hahahahaha, y'all I could not figure out how to open the phone. The new phones don't open like the old ones. And I didn't know. So, Im doing my damnedest trying pry that bitch open, And no. Hahahaha! So, I use my pocket knife and end up stabbing hand. Now Ive shed blood to this mo-fo but still cant get it open. To put it quaintly, Im fucked. All my information is on that phone, including my flight e-ticket. Sure it would make sense to just log-in using my Mom’s phone right? Nah. Google decided it didn't recognize the device and locked me out my account. Lol, like Frfr. 


So, we go to the terminal I think is my flight cause I'm kinda basic at times and didn't pay close attention when I purchased my ticket… I just knew what time was my flight and that I was on a plane to DC… Hey, Im human. Lol. So after I go to the wrong terminal we figure out (process of elimination) where I should be. The curbside baggage check confirms my flight time but wont let me check-in because I have less than an hour until my flight. Plus, my luggage is too big for my agreed upon flight restrictions. So I transfer all carry-on items that will fit into my daughter’s Shopkins backpack (make-up bag, wig for the Masquerade Ball, Ipad, Freak-em dress, hip-purse #BecauseTourist, dead-ass phone and Momz Pan tech , prepare to pay for my new check-in overnight bag and sternly remind Destiny that we have a date in Baltimore. 


I kiss my Moms and Baby until I see them again and progress towards figuring out the puzzle I made for myself… Alls I have is my Texas Driver’s License. And a contract stating that if I miss my flight, NO REFUNDS!  So I go to the check-in machine and swipe my card. It asks for my flight. “Hell if I know?” Im looking around and tryna find a gargoyle to petition. Then I remember transferring my iPad into my backpack. Thank. Goddess.- Im able to look-up my ticket info and write all the information down. I notice the huge blue screen with 100 flights and fight times- Check! Im good, 40minutes until the flight leaves. I check my luggage in and obtain my paper ticket. Praise Dance!!! Thank God for small miracles. Im officially in that thang. All it took was a drop of blood, a bit of sweat and threat of tears.


Yall, this is how my Baltimore Adventure started. So you already know, for me, the entire trip was 'Wonderland'… To be continued.