If I can't see you, you can't see me

The flinging. Suddenly all these b*ys are flinging at me. there is something off about each one. and almost. The chronic almost. And what I finally get is that the almost is very no. It stands for the mini, the fabricated, the dangerous. the forever unpleasing. The flinging started after I got to Gilgal. Yes. I do feel that O.T. The flinging started when I made it through. when i passed. in little droplette ways my Feng Shui lady (client) came and gave my room a peptalk. And I took off my Amber ring.
...The common streak with these guys is I can't really see into them, I can see them. When I look in their eyes, there is like a glaze or a muffly way around them. And it's like when I used to act in High School, and I'd exit stage right, and there would be a whole clump of us actors waiting in the wing, having to try to keep it together and not whisper. to keep still. We'd always try to watch what was going on on stage. And how, how to keep from letting the audience see you creep in? AS my director always said "If you can't see them, they can't see you." Once you'd see that bobbing knee, that person in the corner, you'd know both you--the person on stage, and them--the audience member--were both exposed. like "ha! gotcha!"
I can't see these guys, I literally can't see into their eyes. And here they all are keen on me and coming after. But I know that if I can't see you, you can't see me. So I don't know what they're looking at or what they're after, but they're parked at the wrong carport.