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Who You Gonna Txt?!

Here's the text-thread of my conversation over dinner:

FROM NIKKO: Hi budj, do you still have the number of your friend who can communicate with the supernatural? I need a second opinion on our old mango tree. Thanks!

FWD TO JEDI JOBERT: It's wonderful how one can get a text like this and it's just so normal > Hi budj, do you still have the number of your friend who can communicate with the supernatural?I need a second opinion on our old mango tree. Thanks!

FROM JEDI JOBERT: hehehe... nothing like good time like the old times. Tell your friend I sense two trees, not just one. But that's the most since I don't deal with elementals. I'm just plain vanilla dead people. hehehe

FROM ME: Hahaha! Is that it works? So, you just see dead people. You don't see duwende and tikbalang?

FROM JEDI JOBERT: Haven't seen one, felt one nor bought one... I think that's another plane ofn existence. That's why you never hear of a house that has a dwarf and a ghost at the same time.

FROM ME: Ahhh! True! But I've heard stories of a diwata and a dwarf dwell in the same area.

FROM JEDI JOBERT: Yeah. Elemental plane so same point. Just like having two ghosts. The only thing that can transcend these planes are angels and the counterpart.

So, I sent Jedi Jobert's reply to Nikko and got this response.

FROM NIKKO: Thanks Budj! My father cut down the other tree, not remove, pruned significantly. We were told we're being guarded. That our bantay (guardian elemental) is keeping us unsuccessful. A lot of weirdness I'd like to clarfiy. Thanks again!

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