Month: June 2023

  • Less clutter more freedom

    Daily writing prompt
    What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?

    20230621-2229. Basically the less clutter, the more freedom. I find that owning lots of stuff just makes me wonder if I’ll ever get to maximize the utility to its fullest. But I find that such accumulations of inanimate objects hinders my sense of freedom.

    Also, I noticed that by ignoring petty arguments, avoiding little annoyances, and closing the doors and windows to unwanted noises help tremendously. I meant that by removing myself from an unfavorable environment – whether by staying alone in one room or being outdoors and away from civilization – have all worked for me.

    Also, proper diet, hydrations and overall positive attitudes to let go of that which I cannot change like minding other people’s businesses or hanging to relationships that have different goals, and knowing that I could change my attitude towards a more positive outlook in life and that it can’t get any better than this – peaceful solitude.

  • To see more conservatives thrive

    Daily writing prompt
    What are you most excited about for the future?

    20230621-2222. I sincerely believe that more conservative values would be able to thrive and defend the concept of two genders, family unity, and Christianity at its finest moments to include only honesty, trustworthiness and hard work.

    I can see that although most mainstream news media seems to promote more alternative ideologues, there still resides the sense of keeping normalcy within reasonable check and the balance of maintaining sanity.

    I know humanity is worthy above and beyond just slaving away endless hours and just to go into debt or simply sitting idly by just waiting for the ned bread and circus to crop up more kangaroo court sessions and other performances of false flags and chaotic productions.

    (Actually, this particular free-writing blog did NOT flow well.)

  • People who are fake friends

    Daily writing prompt
    What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony?

    20230621-2215. Letting go of fake friends is the best save for the sake of harmony. I tried half-heartedly to carry on any descent conversation with family members or complete strangers but none would care to listen to my freaky and weird findings.

    I really don’t care to establish any type of friends or friendship because I’m the type that can’t tolerate small chit-chats or any long-form of conversation that seems to go nowhere. I simply cannot keep up or behavior normally to pretend enjoying any company.

    I also just don’t have the patience for knowing all the important and juicy details and would rather know what is the summary or end results: you know – just cut to the chase. So I could sense if people are being honestly interesting or interested with my presence or NOT and sincerely genuine with all the imperfections of presenting what appears to be a normal person.

  • Heavy symphonic metal

    Daily writing prompt
    What is your favorite genre of music?

    20230621-2207. I’d hate to say it but I love heavy metal and only recently discovered the more melodious symphonic metal. I prefer the female fronted metal bands. But my Apple Music doesn’t have an essential “genre” just for female fronted metal bands.

    I still listen to hard rock and classic rock. And I’m currently listening to my favorite Apple Music Essentials Yacht Rock, which is a more easy listening music of rock music but more free flowing as if appropriate for while riding or sailing the waves.

    In the beginning I used to enjoy listening to classical music because that’s all I thought existed beside popular disco bands or country music playing on the airwaves. But I hardly list to classical music anymore because the productions are on either extreme ends from stressful and unnervingly fast-tempo to unexcited boredom and dragging to simple annoyance.

  • Visited Hearst Castle

    Daily writing prompt
    Describe your most memorable vacation.

    20230621-2159. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hearst_Castle

    Long ago, our family of four and a paternal cousin went to visit Hearst Castle. My dad reserved five seats from the Moffett Field tour bus full of senior citizens! So there were five seats available and probably meant for the ones who usually frequently used this service!

    We got the cheap version and only got a tour of the inside of the place, which I remembered very little, only except repeatedly telling my dad to be careful where he stepped as the tour guides told us to stay within the designated path of rugs on the wooden floors. The updated tours included the gardens, though.

    The only thing I remember was buying a cardboard cut-out and assemble kit of the Hearst Castle and posing proudly in front of the camera with my dorky bottled-eyeglasses, mouth full of braces, strange and wild curly hairdo, and weird late 70s clothing of long-sleeved green shirt and matching corduroy slacks.

  • Having field day potty mouth

    20230618-1557. Welp, our favorite podcaster was having a field day and dropped lots of “FLAT EARTHERS ARE FUCKING STUPID” deal! I can’t help it if our favorite daily messenger keeps posting blogs in favor of flat earth theories based on Biblical perspectives.

    I told my elderly father that the guy is probably mad at me for being an FE and that’s fine by me because I was just laughing out loud at the whole ordeal. We all can-NOT be on the same page. That would be too boring. Debates would probably end up nowhere. But that’s where we all can kiss and make up – to make all thingies feel better. See? I love happy endings!

    I’d like to keep an open mind and NOT be stuck forever into either side of the coin as he said that 50 percent get it while 50 percent are hopeless lemmings, which isn’t fair because those damn nature photographers FORCED the little critters to perform when in fact they were hesitant to jump into danger but had to choice as one started, the rest followed.

    I am NOT a troll or a shill and never heard of those two players Mark whoever and the other one. There are many more tentacles to put on his “skill list” as he wrote down FE on his “skill list”. Wow! Am I that really hated? That’s good to me! I meant to be taken NOT seriously and truly relish absorbing your sins and your potty mouth of frustrations!

    Like I said, most of us are on vacation and do NOT engage the enemies. Most of us OLD SOULS are having fun and experiencing the joys of human emotions beyond measure. Those spiritual battles are reserved for the true appointed spiritual warriors and NOT some stupid flat earther or Gentiles and other idolatries.

    I wish y’all well if I don’t hear from y’all – know that y’all are still loved. Dummies.

    End of blogging. 20230618-1609.

  • Two schooling thoughts

    20230618-0720. I’ve tried to learn from two school of thoughts. One leaves everything to Dad while the other is actively boasting and sharing methods for engaging PURE EVIL by shielding.

    Both celebrate Sabbath. Both are spiritual warriors. One fasts and I don’t know about the other. Both made my cry as I’m pretty much on my own as I should be: mind my own business.

    I’ve learned nothing except feel empty and bankrupt. When I don’t engage the enemy, there’s nothing, no poking or prodding or bad kick like that freak accident last week Saturday.

    I guess I’m not Christian enough or male enough! I’ve firmly believe that one must be appointed by GOD first before doing HIS will on earth!

    My mission in earth is just to observe and report back my findings. There’s really no escape as I’ve failed many times and continue to re-incarnate over and over again until I get it correct.

    An no, I don’t know who I’m talking to. For all I know y’all are just ordinary men who are going through tribulations. I know one is under mind control when he posted a photo of his dyed orange hair and white linen sleeveless shirt. So that’s that.

    The other youngster is needs more working experience as he’s been battling for only two and one half years. That’s all.

    End of blogging. 20230618-0738.

  • Younger voice changing

    20230618-0702. So yesterday I was late listening to our favorite podcaster. I was busy doing something else.

    What I heard was a younger happier voice! I knew it! Then after a few minutes his voice suddenly turned deeper and lower into a more mature voice!

    So that’s why I’m having fun dicking, messing, or playing with strangers! Now that’s entertaining! I kept telling him, there’s really nothing left to say, because he’s just repeating stuff that’s already publicized.

    The day prior, he was gagging on his spit towards the end of his Live broadcast and he couldn’t post that video on Bitchute. I guess he picked up my thoughts and probably started to cry.

    I really do feel sorry for him and I reached out my paws unto him for one month only. But he gave me some bonus days. I was forced to take notes.

    But that wasn’t my intentions because probably like our favorite daily messenger, who is probably the original REAL chemtrails dude, both are loaded with “whangs”.

    And so for both chumps to pass the time, they publicize stuff online, either blogs or pods. I’m the same, blogging daily, but I don’t make others cry or cause grief or make trouble!

    I just should mind my own business (MYOB). That’s my problem since elementary school. Fast forward, I’ve NOT changed! I don’t even know the full meaning of repent!

    What’s a monkey like me supposed to know! If we’re more than animals then we shouldn’t be pigeon-hold into any ideals!

    We’re all sinners and I’m still clueless and I’m still playing the character of Robin Hood by taking from the rich and giving to the poor when in fact these are spooky spooks who are alright!

    End of blogging. 20230618-0719.

  • Outta chaos brings expenses

    20230617-1324. On June 14th in the morning, our old plumber came by to install a pressure regulator for our newly built water main out front.

    I held a green-colored umbrella over the old guy while he worked on his side and on a cloudless and sunny warm day.

    As I sat in the foldable fabric blue-colored chair, I looked up and noticed a large bed truck make a U-turn coming northbound from the railroad intersection and back towards that four-way streetlight intersection.

    I sensed that the four images that I shared with my spooky spook agent went “viral” as the last of the four images showed a blurry photo of the black skid mark on the road with the yellow fire hydrant in the background while our local police officer was standing and taking notes of what had happened.

    See? That’s how I operate. I share what is needed as guided by the jolly spirit. My elderly father rejoiced and smiled after Thursday’s evening discussion with a potential landscape contractor.

    We are truly guided by the Lord, said dad.

    End of blogging. 20230617-1332.

  • Poking two nights ago

    20230616-1512. Like I said I quit, I’m not Christian enough to protect myself while training. And as such the telekinesis by spooky spooks, who were practicing on my bodily form, have stopped.

    I had experienced a series of poking and prodding on my left outside left knee, thighs, feet, buttocks, hip, arms, wherever – basically my unprotected lower extremities for the past few nights of training.

    Two nights ago, as I lied down ready to sleep, I had yet another paranormal encounter. I felt a series of poking on my upper left arm where I was injected with a strange DTAP green liquid that I paid for $50.00 at my primary care doctor’s office long ago.

    I turned my head to my left and through my half closed eyeballs, I sent my telepathic thoughts to the perp: are you done yet? I said also: stop it now. I’m finished and I’m going to sleep.

    I’ve been very sleepy and using frequently for the past few days and took my Kava liquid drops and ginkgo powder last night. So I didn’t have the chance to practice my training. At 2144 pm last night my dad saw my mouth was opened with my head resting on the wooden rolling office chair where I would sit in front of the computer. That’s all.

    End of blogging. 20230616-1516.

  • More added expenses

    20230616-1507. Yesterday and a day prior, we met with two landscaper contractors. The prices are similar. But the second was more engaging, had his notebook, sketched out my visions for a new front yard, and showed us his past photos. He even let us keep the book of paving materials until his return!

    With the 7K car expense from last month and the upcoming 40K demolitions and such, I’m ready for the next chapter in life with somebody who has stuff for me. If not, I’m still good as long as dad is still alive.

    End of blogging. 20230616-1511.

  • No subjects no authority

    Daily writing prompt
    On what subject(s) are you an authority?

    20230615-0834. I-AM no authority on any subjects, of which I’ve borrowed, parroted, shared on my blogs from other authors and bloggers online. So anything conspiratorial, freaky, or weird is really from other intel reports, paid shills and trolls, and other spooky spooks online! Mine are just rants and coming from my personal experiences, knowledge and life. So basically I’m an authority on my own shit-posts full of crap-loads from beyond.