The entertainment biz is no stranger to bottom feeders, especially after someone famous dies.
It seemed to reach a new level years ago after Marilyn Monroe died and has gone downhill from there.
The feeding frenzy after Elvis died also comes to mind, but there are others too. Tell-all books, interviews, even a photograph someone snuck of the King himself inside his open coffin which was pretty shocking back in the day.
The same thing happened when Michael Jackson and Prince died too.
Social media has made it even easier for the vultures to circle around dead famous people, which brings us to today’s blind.
The subject of our story is a relentless opportunist who is also exploiting a tragic situation for personal gain.
We’ll call her Ms. B.
Ms. B claims she has special talents that make her involvement in a particular scenario very important.
Ms. B is currently being paid thousands of dollars by people she’s duped into adopting her narrative.
What isn’t widely known is that Ms. B. has a shady financial history that goes back years and years- but since she’s so very slick, those unaware of this history are still buying what she has to sell.
What her followers don’t realize though, is that she’s playing all sides.
She’s also being well paid by a group of people to divulge information, and she’s singing like a birdie.
This information is extremely useful for these people, because they are preparing to take legal action against several individuals.
When it happens, it’s going to be ugly, but Ms. B doesn’t care.
She will fade into the sunset with a very large paycheck, and will move on to the next scam.
Amy Venezia – Intuitive Counseling
Death of Chris Cornell
Conversations With Dead People Series- Chris Cornell
I am going to be very real here…raw…the most transparent I can be about the process that comes with the gifts of connection and translation of those who are no longer in body. Of what can sometimes feel like real torment in that process. Fuck this is hard.
From the first instant of learning of his death…I felt connection. To him. To what happened. To a very deep and clear communication. I have waited this long to come forward for several reasons. One, in respect of his children and family. Two, because in all honesty…there are some things I cannot go into here and never will. I honor what I am guided to share…and I honor what I am told to be safe about. That is all I am going to say here concerning the way I will go about expressing what has come to me.
Regardless of whether he died because he was murdered…or intentional…or accidental…what he wants to speak about first is his first death. And then the thousands more between boyhood until his last breath.
He allows me to feel in dreams how much religious saturation there still was in his head. His self-talk. Not his beliefs…but more a battering inner voice…that came from dogma. That came from never quite feeling clean enough. That came from a deep sensitivity to the world and its sufferings. The soul urge to save the world clashing with the ego as it grew to be a larger shadow. The ego only growing larger because he was giving up more and more of his nature. It starts off subtle, he says. Like an old tale that talks about the wolf who comes upon a knife stuck in the snow in the dead of winter. The knife is covered in blood. The wolf is hungry. The knife has been stuck in the snow, blade up for some time. The wolf begins to lick it…and the knife is so cold…it numbs the tongue. The wolf continues…not knowing…not feeling a thing…until it is too late. – Source