Month: March 2019

The Daily Messenger: To DEFEAT the Satanic whores of lucifer, do the fo… https://ourspiritualworld.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-daily-messenger-to-defeat-satanic.html

Yes, yes. I’ve been mumbling the short and long versions at this temp gig from hell which is HQ, located down the road. Within minutes take my lunch at home where my daddy prepares stuff.

I can truly enjoy and relax for one hour, because of the convenience and relaxed and calm attitude with the usual bad and damned outlooks in life.

If y’all heard me ranting from afar, say last night or after midnight, that stuff from 2008 was from EDD the Satanic regime, and now this stuff is similar.

But my sentiment has been from the hard work of my parents, and I do NOT wanna take what I did NOT work from my blood, sweat, and tears.

Oh yeah, last night Dad Squirrel finally sent me text message regarding a co-worker. Do y’all remember your three hands up in the air? Well that stuff might have been sold from his worker and unto moi. And so one girl returned it after finding out and the company filed a report and the guy might be in trouble. Brouhaha! I feel sorry for you and the boys.

So when and if anything happens, y’all should know as the Lawd Gawd creates and knew us all from the beginning.

Of course, I’ll pray, but for whatever reason, I noticed my presence has unhinges these workers who would cross their ankles, trip, and drop stuff.

The HUGE guy has mottling features across his face and I was thinking adrenochome, while walking back to a borrowed desk. I kid y’all NOT!

Dear diary,

I haven’t been blogging because I mentioned prior to setting my personal weblog into private mode, I’ve been busy.

I’m now waiting to be processed and have checked in early by fifteen minutes as instructed. Thanks goodness I estimated correctly the travel and waiting time.

But I’m feeling poopy and gaseous, and I cannot decide if I should hold it some more or wait in sufferings until I’m finished here.

While doing stuff standing up earliet, I had a thought about stuff. And so I was thinking that the guy with the economic gig might have signed up with these Satanic regimes.

It so happens the HQ here might have processed his files. But I’m always assuming, which is typically a reversal of my reality. I’ll have to go way back to 1979 and that should keep my butt busy.

Yesterday my daddy did the gardening as the weather was warm. Prior days have been bone chilling but for two days the sunshine has been full force, bright, and warm.

I’ve been stopping the nonsense with news and found that my nerves are now more calm and relaxed. I’m learning to take my time. But I’m still drinking coffee as a doctor said that’s supposed to help with headaches.

As for my wellbeing, I’m still fat, but strangely I’m feeling less pain and I’m more tolerant of triggers. I guess I have to let go of my bad attitude.

I’m still sending off bad vibes as those nearby me tend to drop stuff or bump into stuff or trip, too. So I try to force a smiley face and happy.

Well I gotta go.

Sincerely,

Flynn B

dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2019/03/as-everybody-is-ranting-about-jobs-lets.html

Shhh 🤫! Hush up! Y’all know nothing!

That’s why I hung on the words of my supervisor many slong years ago before meeting group one, which was before meeting y’all, herein as known group two or three or whatever.

The old Chinese woman told me that whoever marries me will be a lucky man. I guess that would be JC as a Filipino parishioner gazed up from her chair and told me that: You look like a nun.

So like Kissy mentioned in her post online that God is good, y’all better believe it because I’ve waited too long for nothing.

Eh.

Behold! Numerically synchronization showing 60,333 on the car dashboard.

messiahmews.blogspot.com/2019/03/juicing-and-raw-foods-association-of.html

Yup, I’m so disgusted with my personal situations that I’m not handling good luck and other added stress among the evil stuff you both mentioned.

It’s not the same without my mommy knowing stuff didn’t have to happen.

That’s why my blog will probably remain dark indefinitely. There’s no point ranting when evil stuff exists.

As a result, an Old Soul decided there is no god and that he is now an atheist. I myself may become a pagan and hope for the best.

I kinda don’t care anymore.

20190307-2037. Yes the double and triple digit numbers are still active and synchronized.

Dear diary,

I keep messing up. Nothing is perfect, which is why I’m pissed off. From my gigs to my humanized form to my other imperfections in life – elevated heart rate, bad thoughts, potty mouth, homelessness, fattiness, stress, and a whole host of other missed opportunities of life, liberty, and happiness.

Anyway, I like the new place. I could stay there if they want me to stay. I could do their stuff. But I don’t wanna make mistakes, which I’ve done when hurried and not paying attention. That’s a bad rap for anyone on probation. But

So I’m still going dark because of investigations and detectives. I still have my smartphone GPS turned on at all times and other location services, in case I mysteriously disappear, which is probably NOT likely to happen. But with the recent Qanon posts about ES being a traitor and C_A operative, no one really has privacy.

So on or about the time leading up to receiving a scary email, I noticed that the recent Qanon posts mentioned stuff about going ‘dark’ and other noise suggesting that timing of stuff being set to Private mode, which is good. Only the NSA and pals and probably view my rant, which is what it is – personal stuff of my humanized experiences.

I noticed that the rDT posts seems to ‘reflect’ my experiences at the home front with regards to his complaints about ‘Harassments’. So yeah, y’all still do NOT realize that I’m NOT satisfied with your handling of crazy and stupid humanz.

If rDT can knock off these troll and other fools, then who am I to make noise or complain? There is always are REVERSAL of reasons beyond a reasonable doubt that only the Lawd Gawd knows. Despite blogging in Private mode, I’ve been ‘reassuring’ certain YouTube bloggers by posting my public comments that it’s all the same stuff and there are no worries.

And so the weather has been raining for a good few days. I had meditated upon the waters and sent my good thoughts and images of snowflakes all over below and above and beyond the firmament. So I am thinking of posting a circular anomaly of a radar pattern showing a ‘hole’ of clearness and where the greenish section would be encircling around for a good fifteen to twenty miles. That’s how far I guess a though can travel.

Yeah so I’m still trying to hold my ground and get a good bearing on stuff. I’m too slow to learn new stuff. But I was told today the opposite and that she isn’t worried about me because I can remember stuff.

Sincerely,

Flynn B.

http://messiahmews.blogspot.com/2019/03/help-for-our-daughter.html

Okay. Done.

https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2019-03-07/facebook-censor-anti-vax-ads-groups-and-pages-spread-misinformation

Well, we’re doomed!? Who can’t refuse free shot?

twitter.com/realdonaldtrump/status/1103057225910755329

rDT said that HRC won’t be bidding for a third time. I wonder how they can continue FAKE NEWS regarding life and death.

I’m stressed out. I better relax.

Dear diary,

I am still blogging in private mode as I realize that I am nobody among an infinite number of souls. While I would like to be popular, I’m really going nowhere.

I would have loved to do stuff other than blogging. But because my heart rate is elevated when I get really anxious, I don’t wanna get ill. I cannot afford to get ill.

I don’t wanna end up in someone’s care and be all helpless and a burden to society. I wanna do good but have a bad behavior too, being a liberal potty mouth of all sorts.

With that said, I’m a Christian. I’d like to fight back but I’m broke. I don’t wanna stress my elderly daddy who is gonna be eighty years old.

The poor guy misses his wife terribly and I don’t wanna add anymore stress to him on account of my decisions. I noticed that my decisions are in a reversal or inverted like a Pentagram.

So whatever I say or do, I would prefer to leave my decisions up to my daddy and good counsel, which I cannot afford. I should have listened to my daddy NOT to make a big deal. I hope they throw out my complaint, because she said one time: IT’S NOT FAIR.

I know. I hope God can forgive her. Amen.

Sincerely,

Flynn B.

Behold! My stats are dying. Once again, I have no way of knowing if publishing my blogs in Private mode counts as one view from my end or if the twosome are viewing my stuff from their ends.

I’ve asked Matt Mediterranean and his Happiness Engineers I’d they would allow users to view the IP addresses of viewers, because I wanted to ‘tag’ which smartphone I used to post my blogs. But they were having none of it because it wasn’t important.