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Due to my bad hearing, I finally read the lyrics to Africa by Toto.

But I fail to understand why they would bless the rains in Africa when America got climate, immigration, and economic problems.

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I guess these stubborn humanz might be the big ones or huge earthquakes to shake up their liberal progressive hive minds.

An amazing father would never let another woman come between his children and his ego.

A man of God wouldn’t let a woman come between his children and his love.

A man would resume his life after the children have grown up. That’s harsh. Hehe.

So when I see YOD and DD prance around in front of my family and me via the FB video chatting, I wonder if either one is pretending to love the other party and their children.

I want to tell her and her Aussie hubby to get away from me. But for some reason, they are up to something – as I’m a single person who doesn’t even talk with my cousins here in America.

I really don’t want to have anything to do with them. I’m happy being single until I figure out what is meant to be. I was wondering why she had a quizzical look on her face why I don’t fornicate with losers. My god! Get them away from me!

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Last night my stray thoughts swelled upon the Ark of the Convenant. And I thought about Arkansas, United States.

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Ball F

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The caller is an anti-vaxxer.

Becoming Deplatformed…for the 7th time in 22 years. http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2019/06/becoming-deplatformedfor-7th-time-in-22.html

Oops. Well, after over two hours of video chatting via FB with my maternal cousin, my daddy and I will end up footing the bill to make stuff happen.

Sometimes, I think life would be easier without jumping through all these damn hoops! From financial to legal, I’m sure there’s a better way. But I wanna do stuff properly after learning crap from her.

So far I’ve participated in the following classrooms:

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Group one is – real politicians.

Group two is – crystallized warriors.

Group three is – neighborhood watchers.

Group four is – interested parties.

So whatever happens, God Speed. Blah!

Dear diary,

Well, today is supposed to be happy and a day for fathers. The sky is cloudy and that’s fine so I don’t have to ruin my shower with sweat and tears. I’m gonna server as cantor in our choir mass this morning. There are four Sunday masses. So I’m trying to get to church a few minutes earlier to intercept the prior singing group in the hopes of finding out if the microphone is set up and/or how to setup the microphone. If none is available, I’ll just ‘steal’ the show and head on up to the ambro stand and perform the Alleluia portion, which is after the Responsorial Psalm.

As for the house and lot in the Philippines, my daddy is wise and instructed me to wait if the Aussie and his twit wifey wanted to call us, and not to go overboard with sharing too much of what we have on file with the Accessor. The attorney is correct about pieces of papers.

I made many points to my daddy that if they really wanted to speak with us:

• YOD should have started an FB video chat as soon I sent a hand wave via an FB account of her SECOND hubby DC, who is an Aussie and whose family is supposed to be VERY wealthy but insane pricks against him for being a bad boy.
• YOD should have called us on our main landline and I would have initiated an FB video chat from my end.
• YOD should have started an FB video chat after their return from the church service, but instead took four hours to go grocery shopping.
• YOD knows that she won’t go anywhere with my bad attitude and potty mouth. I’m assuming that’s why the other cousins are pricks against her and only want to hang out with wealthy friends, too.

Anyway, if we were pricks, we would have taken away their rights and rented the property, take the money, and then distribute it to whoever in the family needs it. But as it stands, most of them either are too stupid and lazy to find work in Manila and only depend on the selling of property, knowing full well that my parents did the leg work of going to Pakil, Philippines to update the taxes and utilities. The responsibilities fell on the shoulders of the siblings when my auntie was alive.

But now there are no more siblings, we cousins are next in line with only two surviving spouses or in-laws, the thief wife of my uncle and my daddy, ahead of us. YOD said that these country folks would defer and respect my daddy’s decision. As of yet, it appears to be a stalemate because neither YOD and I are allowed to initiate conversation.

The no-no in this situation is that if these fools had a good mind, they should share, giving one caretaker the responsibility to tend to my house. You see, though my parents, did the legwork, they stuck my name on the house. And for all I know they are making that house a den of thieves by playing pool and whatnots.

I’m not sure why they are fighting over something that was a huge project in town. For all I care, if the Lawd Gawd wishes to sacrifice the house, so be it. I don’t know if they are fibbing or escalating something that doesn’t belong to anyone.

On the original title date back in the 1930’s, the widowed was listed as the owner of the land. She is the maternal grandmother of my mommy. That matronal grandmother was an orphan. And so the attorney said that title passed on to the mother of my mommy, who has at least seven other siblings, now all passed away.

And so yeah I’m waiting to communicate my sentiments and well I could kick them out and rent the place. Eh. I don’t know. I wanted to rent this place too. But the two guys in my life – my daddy and my younger brother – are sentimental and don’t want anything to go away or leave without their knowledge and permission. Bah!

Sincerely,

Flynn B foolish and unwise.

Our Spiritual World: YAHSHUA MESSIAH Is His NAME The Hope Of YHVH’s Yeshua… http://messiahmews.blogspot.com/2019/06/our-spiritual-world-yahshua-messiah-is.html

A momentous and glorious day, I’m sure. So if I get out my calculator, you are supposed to be 61 years as a human.

The Daily Messenger: a moment of gratitude to those who serve you, by helping me… http://messiahmews.blogspot.com/2019/06/the-daily-messenger-moment-of-gratitude.html

Oh that dancing kitty is scary 😔. The way it’s stretching out like that doesn’t look natural. Don’t Worry, Be Happy – they sat. Hiss.

Dear diary,

In as much as I detest communicating via FB, it’s only useful if the timezones are close and the humanz know each other.

So far I had a very brief chance to use the FB message to chat with DC. I was able to see her rants, err, posts.

My purpose with activating FB was to communicate long distance with a relative. If DC can see the other profiles, that would be her and her hubby.

So at around 1600pm my local time, I sent a hand wave to the DR account. He said that they were going to church and that she would ring or call me.

I assumed that the service would be in one hour and that she would call immediately, just like a few days ago. That didn’t happen.

My daddy put on a nice shirt in case we were going to chat via video call. He exercised and we wondered. I saw the green dots next to the names assuming they were online.

Once hand wave was enough to initiate contact. I expected the damn fools to initiate contact too. I saw her profile had the same spelling of her name but the upper and lower cases her mixed together. That was strange. I am assuming that her son is using her account to play games online with other FB players.

So at 2115pm and 2120 pm my local time, I received two regular emails from the FB Messenger app system alerting me that YOD and DD, respectively sent me two separate emails.

I didn’t bother opening up the FB Messenger app as I was already pissed off at the thieves, sorry, but they wasted or stole my time wondering WTF happened.

The video chat icon indicated that at 2045 the session ended. YOD asked if I was there. I had closed out the web browser powering the FB website and so I had no way of knowing or caring if the damn fools were online or not.

I saw and wondered at 2052 DD stated that my daddy can ring her. So right there, I was already pissed off, because he said earlier that she would ring us. It was already the bedtime for my daddy.

So they damn well do NOT care about our timezone. This seems to be a recurring theme with other especially Das Squirrel and his Twit Wifey. For two nights, she held my daddy and I hostage with her yakking and we were past our dinner. We were hungry. My daddy was upset.

I complained to my daddy that anytime these damn humanz dare to bother us is when they want something from us. And sure enough if the urgency is warranted she could have called our landline and I would have picked up the phone.

But since they are struggling to survive too, I assume they expected us to ring them first so that we could pick up the phone tab. Nope. I’m finished with these damn fools.

I do NOT believe that they are struggling, because I saw and heard that she had a permanent eye liner applied all around her eyeballs. Now, the old story goes that she and her family struggled. For all I know, these damn fools can afford the luxury of getting tattoos. WTF?

I assume that is why she has been trying to reach out to us since 2018 – to become a caretaker of her aunt, or my mommy, who passed on before these scammers, sorry, struggling folks, want to gain entry into the USA by squatting illegally under the expense of my daddy.

Although I’ve already mentioned that my assumptions are the reversals of these truthful realities, I grow weary and impatient. I’m NOT putting up with their lives. I’m NOT going to take care of more humanz than I would care to know.

I assume that is why some cousins really do NOT get involved with each other because of these family issues. She is divorced and told me her father didn’t treat her son very well. But lo and behold, the Aussie treated her son like his own. The old guy has a son of his own from another marriage.

So honestly, I really do NOT want to get involved with dysfunctional families. Sorry, but y’all who can read my rants are sparing unto moi your troubles – more than I can take, because frankly it’s NONE of my business.

So do y’all see what I’m up against – these humanz wanting to start a new life together. I’m NOT in a position to harbor any TNT (an Filipino acronym for ‘tah-goh-nag-tah-goh’ or ‘nagtatago’ or ‘hiding’ (per Google Translate).

She is so smart and slick that she wants to visit us on a tourist VISA. If the Lawd Gawd is merciful, I don’t wanna deal with that one. I refuse to get involved with stuff that Respondent living directly adjacent or adjoining to us has done with others.

Nope. I am NOT those damn Filipinos from our local parish that I’ve already mentioned. There really is an underground network to funnel in these ‘visitors’. I swear that I refuse to have this stuff happen to me. Be gone.

That’s why I would prefer to move out or at least pretend or whatever to be busy – so busy that I don’t wanna think about it. My daddy is elderly, and I cannot take it. Although she is smart and has a CNA training.

I wonder WTF y’all are being assholes. I’m NOT in the position to do these damn things. I know that I mentioned wanting to help other. But for Freaking Crying Out Loud – go away.

Sincerely,

Flynn B wanting to move far away so they don’t follow us.

Our Spiritual World: Happy 18th Birthday Randy, I love you http://messiahmews.blogspot.com/2019/06/our-spiritual-world-happy-18th-birthday.html

Yip, that’s Tinkerbell. I had to pull up old photos and compared the kitty markings. Such a good troll that I am.