20250301-1132. Happy March First, chumps! The current weather is white clouds and cold temperature. There’s always some slight breeze.
Currently, I’m feeling warm despite fasting for three days. My mouth tastes bitter. My stomach does NOT hurt.
I’m blessed to have a smaller doughy fat belly, which will come back – once I get off this fasting experiment, err, experience.
I do NOT always fast because my elderly father prefers that we sit down and eat together.
So that’s another consideration while we’re still able to see each other.
Every moment counts.
But then again I’ve nowhere else to go and nothing else to do, except warm-up/heat the food, clean the house and do some yard work, like pulling weeds.
Recently, the yellow flowering Oxalis ground cover has been well-established. But the roots are easy to pull-out after the rains.
I told myself I really should try every other day or week to do more yard work to show the neighbors that we are still alive.
But because I’m being punished with buzzing sensation in my upper shoulders, neck, hands and arms, I’m concerned about pulling something else outta place and being disabled.
I tend to be rough while working and don’t always feel the pain from bumping into things or things dropping on my toes or getting nicks, cuts, and scraps on my fingers and hands.
This morning I sat with my dad and talked politics even though I hate watching television. I’m trying to “wake” him up that everything on television is a “show”.
But like all NPCs and other manufactured bio-units, some are programmed with handicaps, disabilities and liabilities NOT to know anything beyond normalcy and to understand the deeper meaning of truth.
It’s sad news to hear most will never wake up until it’s too late. I guess nobody remembers heaven or believes in the invisible, like ghosts in the machines.
My elderly father is now walking around in the backyard. But it’s cold outdoors. At least he always wears his normal thick black jacket with hood.
End of message 1144 PST.
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