1. Once again, I am atheist! There is only us, right “now-here”, this instance. “Prayers” do work but only among the Singularity.
For example, a couple of guys at my temp job from hell wore the same sea-foam, baby-blue, long-length, double-knit, collared shirt.
And I was visualizing that sky-coloured hue for the past week. Lo and behold, I noticed that some mainstream media whores are wearing that similar hue. It’s also a nice color (along with cloud white) as depicted for the Blessed Virgin Mother Mary.
2. Anyway, not all black people are fugly, uncivilized debased humanized primates. Although their species are easily frightful and temperamental, Luana being claustrophobic in elevators, and Ty exhibiting episodes at work, they can be VERY polite like an AP clerk for one of our customers. Her voice modulation is well paced and sincere, unlike my mean and nasty tone of voice. I get very impatient with people. But that’s my reptilian brain. I can’t help it. Whack! Whack!
3. All crazy people are crazy. The next door neighbor pointed to her rear end as she came from behind to look past my Hello Kitty film protector! Hello Kitty protect me! I could only go Ha Ha. The demonic programming is strongest for her during Thursday and Friday when she gardens. I guess that’s when her medications wear off. That’s why I’m atheist.
4. Regarding the “Freedom Fighters” and their ability to serve rescusals to federal judges. Mom and I were discussing how honest people don’t seem to win in this hellish planet. Dishonest people get away with murder. I’m expressed to Mom if honest judges are truly unbiased and without prejudice. Mom mentioned how people know others and that know who gets in or out. This explains why demons are allowed to live next door to us because other demons, namely Filipinos and their political cohorts. Overall, bad juju/karmic debt will be served to those I deem beyond recognition of the light, including those bearing “false light”, period.
5. I texted the mother cracker of a possible distant relation on my maternal side of a choir member in another singing group. I emailed that alleged relative a couple of my parent’s wedding attendees. The text was mostly a response of okay. The email wasn’t replied.
6. Per the sleep doctor, Dad has an oxygen saturation level of 86 during his overnight sleep test. After the installed a CPAP, he entered a dreamlike state in deep REM. He qualifies for a CPAP treatment! Without Mom’s complaint to his PC doctor, he would probably lived the rest of his life like a zombie. He snores. I snore. I probably could submit myself to one soon and find out if I qualify.
7. I wore black nail polish during work. Jackie said to find out “what the hell is the unidentified EFT payment. She rocks shit!
8. Das Squirrel didn’t come over on Thursday because he showed up Wednesday. I texted to confirm and received a reply that he’ll skip due to being exhausted from work. He could have helped his Dad harvest fruits and cleanup. But he’s was never a good enough son to his Dad. So sad that he revels in being recognized on Facebook. That’s what the crazy bitch next door wanted from our local parish – to make a name for herself by giving out the Host to drive out demons from people, especially as Mom. Crazy people seem to want attention and go crazy if told to slow down or cease and desist. Crazy-ass Mutha Fuckas.
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