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Yeah, yeah , I think I might have that one! I just need to take care of stuff on my end. After everything is settled then my mission, may, assignment, will have ceased.

I told my daddy last night that after he passes that I can longer help others.

After watching a YouTube video, I realized that no one would help me.

With that said, I’m not the kind of person to beg.

And when that swollen gout-filled senior citizen broke the camel’s back. I quit.

Evil Kitty hisses.

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Yup. That’s my answer! Good luck! See ya!

http://messiahmews.blogspot.com/2019/07/q-baby-at-nc-trump-rally.html

Huh? See? Since I’m working for food and gas money, I’m missing the fun rallies. I also missing chatting live via YouTube and making my presence know.

Either way, I do NOT understand what is going on mathematically. I do NOT see anything from this picture, other than two agents staring at the baby. I do NOT see DJT acknowledging the baby.

I grow weary of working and blogging. I would rather sit in front of this computer and do nothing, not even singing and volunteering my time for nothing!

Alas, Evil Kitty is pissed.

Hiss.

Welp, the fools are slowing down my internet connection. I swear y’all are messing up everyone! I’m NOT happy with the outcome.

Y’all keep misleading humanz. I can play ball, too.

So I told my daddy after next month, we’re getting out. I’m really gonna be happy.

I do NOT appreciate y’all playing politics. I hate y’all.

In the guise of charity and appreciation, that does NOT compare to being treated like a brown-nosing dog.

I’m NOT a dog. Freaks.

Hissing angrily,

Evil Kitty, I’m a cat!

https://qmap.pub/read/3445

Dear diary,

Brouhaha! I have angered y’all via my recent Twits! Yup.

I had to look up the word captcha. Evil Kitty is human.

The board owner doesn’t get it either. I like WordPress and the blogging platform.

I used to like blogging in public. I still enjoy my privacy because I’m an idiot.

But like all things, memories will fade as will this bowel movement, agenda, cause.

Oh, yeah! The swollen, gout-filled senior citizen emailed me if I could accompany her this Saturday evening.

I was en route homebound, had my driver side window rolled-down, and screamed allowed: This isn’t a charity! This isn’t free!

Y’all know what I mean – tit for tat. Tut, tut.

So I reported my anger to my daddy and showed him her email. Then I told him about my reply to her that it’s a community effort and that she should reach out to the other choir members.

I’m NOT freaking gonna be the only one suffering with these damn fools! The Couples For Christ group covers that slot and NONE of them will attend. Bull crap. They are mostly Flips who doesn’t sing well anyway.

She replied and still insisted that she wouldn’t bother the other choir members. Instead she dares bother me. Fuck.

I cannot lie that I’m available. And I replied to her that she needs to let me know the outcome. It’s only fair.

Do y’all hear what I’m saying. The Old Soul joked earlier this evening something about Klans. Brouhaha.

A Great Awakening that us brown-folks are being used like dogs. Yup.

Hissing angerily,

Evil Kitty

Full Moon and the witches have again, moved in next door at the Safe House http://ourspiritualworld.blogspot.com/2019/07/full-moon-and-witches-have-again-moved.html

Not understanding bubble gum. Is that better than California gold?

The Messenger http://ourspiritualworld.blogspot.com/2019/07/the-messenger.html

Post-work, zombie-brained. Not understand the bye-bye birdie. Does the open Bible version matter?

Dear diary,

I am a targeted individual since birth. The conditions were created so that I may stay single and childless.

I noticed that whenever I have a good-paying, full-time, and/or permanent job, the assholes start knocking down my front door.

With that said, the first group are snakes, as are the second and third, and now my maternal relatives.

Being that I’m into spirituality and such, I took it upon myself to be nice. Unfortunately, that would mean STEALING from my daddy.

In other words, without him and his hard work, the god-damned relatives are basically nothing and the rest of y’all need to get a reality check from your Dad.

I’m beginning to think that being under and unemployed have its benefits – no one will bother a poor folk.

Sometimes I miss being home and I really don’t care if others bother me as I can feel that I’m not able to handle being bothered by assholes.

I’m gonna post a twit of my findings. Because frankly, I do NOT give a damn. However, I was blessed with a box of chocolate – FREE.

This was a gift certificate from the temp gig from hell, after having won a four-cornered bingo game.

For those into numerology, the numbers on the corner right hand corner of my bingo paper were: 50, 60, 64, and 75. The free space in the middle would be 33091. The bingo paper number is 393594.

So spiritually, I would take that as a blessing and a sign – a box of chocolate. I had a chance to gab with a newly-hired temp girl

And earlier shook right hands with the 1st Vice President who is or was also a Bakersfield cop. He would wear his hair slicked HIGH up and back in retro: Thank you for your help, he said. (Oops, he’s probably in the loop.)

Sincerely,

Flynn B. Hehe! I was being a card and squealed merrily to grab my deal with both hands – Asian style. I’m sick and tired of y’all! Please give me a break and freedom from this charity scam!

https://qmap.pub/read/3393

OMG! Y’all haven’t been reading my OLD rants!

So the question posed therein was: Gold Standard Coming Back?

Seriously? If I recollect, y’all mentioned that whosoever holds that solid piece ON HAND has control over its worth or value.

So if wherever and whenever happens to hold such precious commodity, then I happen to believe that Gold is good as the dollar, only it’s not privately-owned by others.

And with regards to my incoming thoughts and while munching on soft crunchy snack chips of Tempura Crisps Wasabi and Soy Sauce, I think y’all already have the ability to transmute stuff into gold.

Therefore, I’m hoping that forces that drives humans to do illegal and immoral stuff could stop and peace could happen. But I digress and forgot to go grocery shopping for my daddy’s wheat bread, raisin bread, and orange marmalade spread.

Also, in my OLD blog of rants, I’ve witnessed a teleportation event. With that said, the possibility of transmuting forms into whatever is possible. And so gold is only worth whatever everyone else happens to agree.

I don’t think y’all understand. Y’all can take a singularity and use that as a standard and end up manipulating its worth and value all over again.

I do NOT know if such events were from and by fallen angels or whoever. I do NOT care. All I know is that the technology is ever present and no matter what agenda, cause, or movement y’all wish to follow, y’all can’t possible fix the mess globally.

I dare y’all to fix the global mess, pronto. No? Too bad. Get your scale and stretch it out 10- 20- whatever years. Keep fooling us. Y’all only fooling yourselves.

Good luck with your ‘standards’. Y’all broke the Ten Commandments. It doesn’t matter how y’all shake the sands of time. Y’all aren’t getting off this hellish planet!

Amen,

Flynn B dumbfounded by these various conventions.

http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2019/07/fraud-alert-genetic-testing-scam.html

Gee, I’d like to know if I’m a good seed or bad seed. I recollect y’all mentioning that if one poses or tends to post a photo showing the side of one’s jawline – that entity is probably a reptoid. Bah!

Clinton Epstein Pizzagate sex-murder ring of children http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2019/07/clinton-epstein-pizzagate-sex-murder.html

Okie dokie, Mister D!

Regards to Mister Q!

Not really sure how this one creature among many fallen souls would help stop sex trafficking globally especially those humanz follow their outmoded religious and cultural upbringings.

Dear diary,

I have nothing to do with y’all. The reason for my under and I employment since the economic downturn around 2007-2008 is to protect me against those thieves.

Now that I’m working to help my daddy and primarily myself, a different group is causing me to steal from others.

With that said, please go away and tell your bosses, your superiors, your commanders that they stink and can go to hell.

Sincerely,

Evil Kitty