20221202-1903. Welp, I must have three lives! One would have been a date at the end of a month if my birthing was easy. But since it took 13 freaking hours (a symbolic Masonic numerical value), I was born the following day. Then there’s the imaginary natal day in which one paternal auntie continues her yearly tradition of sending a text message of well wishes.
I received two greetings on the day of: singing was included! One was a “forced” greeting: the OLD SOUL called that Oriental Twit Wifey to say “something”. She was seen on her way outta the house per the indoor camera of the OLD SOUL. And the last greeting, like I said, was the usual text message by a confused old woman. The rest do NOT give a damn.
THEN, there was the surprise RAIN STORM on yesterday, Thursday, 20221201! I could ONLY assume that some spiritual entity was dicking unto moi (again). Thanks for the rain but “what next”, huh?
Yesterday, also had some nasty chemtrails, which usually appears when some spiritual entity is pissed off! I know who y’all are! Knock it off! I grow VERY weary of your imaginary nonsense!
I already told y’all in my OLD yeeted blogs – that I do NOT communicate via allegories, analogies, metaphors, symbolisms, or whatnots! I only know how to communicate “normally” using our indoctrinated ABCs and 123s! Anything else outside these two valuation systems won’t be understood and at best only assumed!
Then today, Friday, 20221202, the skies were clear and there was NO rain!
So there y’all have it: I’m either tripled-blessed or whatever! I give up!
P.S. Everyday is a blessing, of course.
That’s all. FlynnsPaws.
