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20230526-1544. For the past one hour, there has been at least one copter buzzing directly overhead now. This has happened about two hours ago when my stubborn elderly father was exercising in his backyard – walking up and down or rather northbound and southbound or parallel to MY long stretch of Road.

I was fuming at my elderly father through the south-facing small kitchen window to get inside because there is some sort activity going on and probably as a practice run for the Memorial Day holiday weekend or whatever.

I’ve turned off my smartphone but I do NOT know if that is effective in the least. I always turn off the Find My, the Bluetooth, the Wifi and the GPS features. But as soon as I turned off the smartphone, the copter buzzing sound stopped almost immediately!

20230526-1547. I was fuming at my elderly father that the sound of the captor buzzing directly overhead have STOPPED as soon as I turned-off my smartphone completely!!! The sound went away! So perhaps some recent software updates were installed on my phone that still allows these spooks to track and monitor my whereabouts.

I-AM wearing my blue-colored cap of protection but the item is TOO huge that the “bottom” of this item is pressing down on two narrow points on the top of my shoulders. Sometimes I think that someone or somethings just get carried away, especially when gullible folks like me believe in anything far-fetched.

I will attempt to turn-on my smartphone now.

End of blogging. 20235026-1552.

20230526-1506. Our favorite podcaster is late again. I was fuming to my elderly father for the past 30 minutes about highly intelligent persons and their boastful egos and how THEY have to protect their (monkey) business as usual, just to survive.

I understood all that stuff when I signed up for usd75.00 per month. I did NOT expect to have VIP access to our favorite podcaster who has been late and therefore he could NOT place a ring or a call because of his busy schedule.

So I told my dad that for my coconut head/in my mind that usd75.00 per month was simply a spiritual gesture for his food money or groceries and NOT to cause him extra troubles of being forced to place a ring on a call.

My intention was to “pay-it-forward” NOT just for him but for others, because I heard his voice was tearful on ONE particular podcast and my spider senses went off and I had to jump into the boat and submit unto GOD as reckoned.

And now I guess he needs to go through his divorce and other life’s stuff which can-NOT be abated until GOD steps-in to give more sensitive souls the blessed relief once and for all.

I tried the shielding protection starting with the matching blue-colored cap and blanket, but there is nothing that could protect us from hurt feelings or other humanized experiences that goes along while being stuck on this hellish planet.

He’s back! 20230526-1513.

End of blogging.

20230525-2125. Incoming attacks are raining arrows from up above and landed upon the top and slightly towards the left side of my head; while listening to Vanessa Williams “Save the Best for Last”.

Now I’m listening to her “Dreamin’” song, another popular hit. Next I’ll listen to Colors of the Wind (End Title), followed by Brian McKnight’s Love Is (feat. Vanessa), and then The Sweetest Days.

I think the energetic feedback could be coming outta my thinking cap or thick skull full of mush AND not something coming from outwards to inwards! But I’m only assuming this event.

I wonder if the intensity would increase or if any invasive thoughts would be able to exit and/or enter: since all stuff of this hellish planet seems to be a reflect, a mirror, or both sides to anything!

The length is almost perfect whereby the bottom of the cap just barely sits snuggly upon my two wide shoulders. I’m comfortable enough since the summer heat on fired up just yet.

End of blogging. 20230525-2131.

20230525-1628. I just now put on the blue-colored protection cap that I picked-up yesterday. It smells stinky! But I have my electric fan blowing behind me.

The cap is roomy enough for my HUGE pumpkin head! The extra spacing allows for enhancing the audio/sounds coming the speakers in front of my while typing this blog entry now.

The moment I put on this heavy stuff on my head, I noticed that my head feels rather insulated.

I do NOT know if my blood pressure “feels elevated” from drinking this morning’s DARK roasted coffee or something else.

But momentarily I felt a “calmness”. But then I feel the same as before: head pressure but no “sinus pressure” which I normally do NOT experience.

No migraine headaches. Maybe my nerves are dull and old and therefore the sensations of pain is almost like “normal” and NOT painful. I do NOT know.

End of blogging. 20230525-1640.

20230525-0658. I failed to mention that the “Page Break block” works VERY well with the “Table of Contents block”.

Some pages were TOO long and so I had to use the “Page Break block” to split those off in its own “jump page” link.

Using the “Header block” is required for the “Table of Contents block” to work effectively.

H1 headers are reserved for the Post or Page Title.

H2 is the “starting” header for the “content”, followed by the “list-like” layers of headers from H3 through H6.

The FlynnsBlogs site had most of my pages and I modeled the pages after a generic “book design” with the front, middle, and back sections.

The FlynnsAngels site had did NOT have pages since 2006. I used my saved OLD Yahoo! Business Site Builder default pages from 2006 and then created more pages as “fillers” by borrowing some of my OLD poems in reply to emails from/by a spooky spook agent JB.

But I really wanted a “book-like” appearance or at least the feature of flipping through or turning the pages instead of viewing ONE long page for both sites.

Fast forward years later and just this morning, I managed to make my TWO of my OLD sites behave like a book with links numbered in ascending order located below the “content” or each “page”.

It’s a matter of testing and retesting, deleting, reviewing and making all sorts of editing until my stuff is perfected – at least unto moi!

End of blogging.

20230525-0633. After posting my previous post a few seconds ago, I wanted to blog about sorta/kinda finalizing my two OLD sites for the blogs pages and the angels pages.

I couldn’t figure out why clicking on the links didn’t display the correct pages! So I had to Ungroup the extra layers. I found that keeping the Groups to ONLY ONE and no more than ONE is effective.

I was forcing these Group to behave like a “List block” by sub-grouping items under one main group. But that did NOT work and so like I said, I had to Ungroup EVERYTHING back to ONE layer or column of Groups.

And by allowing only ONE LAYER of GROUPS, this allowed and ultimately “forces” the “Heading block” to behave like a “List block” – at least for the appearance per the “Table of Contents block”.

I kept saving and remove the “Table of Contents block” for many hours and then this morning I was satisfied with the order of appearance. Yay!

End of blogging.

20230525-0623. I was awake the whole morning after crying my eyeballs out again even after our favorite podcaster apologized. I failed to mention that I might be empathic abilities or having empathy sensitivities (and later saw commenters on the chat feed to that effect that same day prior or so!)

I-KNOW he is fighting a VERY serious spiritual battle against these outta world DARK BLACK forces of PURE EVIL which have hated Our Heavenly Father since the beginning.

So yesterday, I sent a thought to him that he should focus on his career/monkey business and he should force himself to ring. I did tell him over Skype that I should NOT distract his (busy) schedule just for simple chit-chats.

For the record, I was NOT appointed or assigned to be an ordinary participant but to “observe” and have reported my findings back to GOD who knows anyways. I will continue to read and listen and obey GOD and read my Bible.

I was freaking fuming aloud yesterday as I mentioned in a previous blog that I wanted to escape any “cult” and refuse to be pigeon-holed into any one group! That’s NOT my purpose!

I wanted to try to experience and enjoy being human! But no! GOD had other plans for my re-incarnation but I know NOT how or why. That’s all.

End of ranting.

20230524-1455. Imma Christian, too, but NOT a hard-core Bible thumper; though I told our favorite podcaster that I was born and raised as a RCC. (I refuse to go back and attend masses at our local church. I’ve shared my reasons why in my OLD/private mode blogs.)

Two hours ago and en route to shopping for grocery shopping for dad’s two ‘craft’ or ‘artisan’ thick WHITE bread and some mini-oranges or clementines or mandarins, I had a spiritual revelation.

I thought to myself that I-AM the problem! I keep failing in my personalized ministry and really do NOT know the Bible by heart. (I’ve been experiencing foggy brain farts and short-term memory stuff. Sheesh.)

I real-lies or realize that I’m NOT focusing on my relationship between my Soul and my Almighty Heavenly Father!

And that I failed miserably to MIND MY OWN BUSINESS! I’ve been programmed to worry about my family, especially my parents, and then my worries and concerns kept expanding to those in the most need of GOD’s help!

But I do NOT think I can keep up! I’m forcing myself to listen to the KJV audio bible by Paul Johnson prior to going to sleep last night/earlier morning and I awoke this morning feeling refreshed!

So prior to going for dad’s groceries as I mentioned earlier, I picked up my two items: cheap radiation protection – blue-colored head covering and matching blanket.

The box was FREAKING heavy! I can’t imaging sleeping with these shielding! But I must continue my personal war against my demonic attackers and other gang stalking persecution.

Ephesian 6:13 20230524-1502.

20230523-0824. In one of my Skype conversation with our favorite podcaster, I mentioned being from Team Yellow or Orientals, which is a term/word that I’ve added to my vocabulary and which was something that I borrowed/stolen from a former Filipino co-worker who joked to her boss as being politically incorrect with the word “Oriental”.

See? I told our favorite podcaster that I parrot stuff from online and from others! Idiots! Sheesh!

Our favorite podcaster also was being politically incorrect one time as he said “nigglet” to describe the dark/black invasion, which is true to describe my favorite whole bean coffee type being “dark-roasted”; though I told him afterwards that I’m NOT into the “dark” side, being that I-AM supposed to be part “pale-face”, too. But being part brownish, too, I-AM supposed to take offense but I’m NOT in the least bit offended because I can take a joke.

So these are the two giggles that I wanted to share with y’all for clarification. I do NOT make up most of my blogging material because I couldn’t quit get the correct word outta my foggy brain. So our favorite podcaster followed-up with the word: “insulated”, which is true because I told him that I’m NOT exposed to the normal drama of kicking, screaming, bad-mouthing strangers and relatives.

So when our favorite podcaster was trying to protect his reee-branding or highjacking of materials or narratives of what I believe REALLY belonged to that chemtrail dude whom I’ve gotten a chance to meet via MM and by him rebuking or talking down to me (which is a reflection of him whining per a commenter on his pink chat site of Telegram), I was stunned!

So I just cut off everything but now I can’t resist and I’m tempted to join the Telegram groups again. This is similar to Twitter where I normally just read the feeds for giggles, too. I used to blog about controversial stuff until SLOW brain figured out what I’ve been denying all along – scams or rather propaganda or psyop or emotions triggers.

Why do you continue to be fooled, Flynn? Because I-AM bored. Like our favorite podcaster said, we may be entertaining angels like stars in the heavens. Y’all still do NOT know or understand what I-AM talking about, huh. Too bad. Sigh.

End of blogging. 20230523-0839.

20230522-1728. Incoming/invasive thoughts. I just recalled the first MGTOW talking down to me over a phone call conversation about his hatred against women.

The second one does the same about the opposite gender on his blogs. The third just did the same unto moi a few hours ago over a Skype phone call.

That’s strike three for my “understudies” from the likes of y’all: See-Eye-Aaa spooky spooks agents!

Once again, my prayers were answer by GOD: I guess that should alert me that no matter where I go or what I do – this has been ongoing since birth: I got stuck for symbolic/Masonic thirteen (13) hours and refused to come outta into this hellish planet.

I do NOT know what y’all want from me, who I-AM, or where I-AM. All I-KNOW is that y’all are hateful of the EVIL females since the beginning of time.

If all you GOD-damned fallen angels were created as ALL MALES and some of 200 of y’all refused to obey GOD and decided to mess with humanity, then I can see this is indeed a spiritual war – one that I know nothing about or care to understand to its fullest extent.

GAY.

But y’all messed with me too many times. There were many more guys who were spooks via chatting online and live in person via work and the like.

Like I said, I quit and though I-AM a VERY slow learner, I’ve heard y’all – why do I stick around trying to find answers when the answers were already within moi?

In other words, I did NOT need a boyfriend, husband, blogger, podcaster, or anyone GAY enough to tell me what is real, unreal, truth or lie.

All I know is what I know – nothing. And like I said, so I’ll gladly take a failed letter grade of F in this spiritual university while stuck on this hellish planet.

Like I said, I should have also quit back in November 2022 like MM. But it took be an extra six months to figure that out – that nobody has my back whatsoever!

So if I get stranded, GOD will show me the way. It’s the only way. I should have known by now. But I guess NOT. Sigh.

End of blogging.

20230522-1629. I’m listening to one of my favorite secular music genre, which is usually female fronted symphonic metal bands, such as “Ad Infinitum” and one of their song: “See You In Hell“: https://music.apple.com/us/album/see-you-in-hell/1495562065

I like her voice and she can growl like a scary monster!

So I was trying to close out completely or at least temporarily disable my main/primary AppleID account, which stopped working on/about 01:26 AM today!

So this morning I had to call the 800 number to reactivate my AppleID because I know one of my email was stuck in queue because I forgot to stop the automatically forward feature to a different email address!

Now I lost that one email confirmation containing the QR code for returning my Amazon package, which I did this afternoon, thirty minutes before the fearless podcaster called-in.

So now I’m back to blogging instead of listening and viewing horror/scary/suspense/thriller stories by strangers who frankly just need something to do until we all meet our CREATOR/MAKER, who will probably ask WTF did y’all do with your re-incarnation this time?

I’ll just say – I buried everything – along with my hopes and fears. Y’all may send me back until I correct the errors of my ways or until at least I understand what war we are really fighting up against – ourselves or something else. Sigh.

End of blogging.

20230522-1535. I wanna believe. I prayed to GOD for guidance and protection. And so I quit gladly and I will take a failed grade for this spiritual university while stuck on this hellish planet.

See? The Holy Spirit has guided me. I asked my elderly father what I should do. So he said try $5 instead of $75 per month for VIP access to our favorite podcaster.

So then later after we washed the dishes, he said just leave at zero dollars. I just did that a few minutes ago: and I’ve deleted the Patreon app from my iPhone.

So as I was listening to the Live podcast, I had no choice but to leave the groups and channels. And then I tried to join back to the Live podcast only to be yeeted! Meaning, I still could see the Join icon on the upper right hand corner and that the Live broadcast was still going. So I deleted the Telegram app for iPhone, too.

What happened, Flynn? Well, he got offended that I said okay in affirmation and outta habit during our Skype phone call and that I sounded like I was talking down on him!

I’m Batanguanian. And my mixed ancestral blood was boiling and I’m NOT take it from him or anybody! Effective June 1st, I’m out! But I think the measley $5 will still go through on that date. Huh.

It was such a surprise that he would dare call this bitch and also a waste of time and energy for sharing my stuff: I told y’all all my stuff on this blog for many years; yet y’all continue to protect your brand.

I’ve had it with hocus-pocus groups, including team “magic rocks” where I got the chance to meet the main bosses/players – a little bit.

I don’t care if y’all are telling the truth or telling a sweet little lie. I could “smell” your Bull crap! Am I offending your sensitive souls? Am I, huh? Y’all blame females for fooling humanity for thousands of years – demons or NO demons? Is that correct?

It was a pleasure speaking with y’all and I had fun listening. But I got sick and tried with the same unresolved crap! Is that all you’ve got?

Once the pay-to-play stops and there are no more followers and subscribers to feed the narratives, everything just stops cold turkey!

He said in a previous podcast that it’s NOT about the money. Oh, yeah, but without that dangling carrot, you wouldn’t bother reaching out your paws unto moi.

That’s why I’m sad because I’ve learned nothing from you or anybody. In the end, it’s all about just seeking out GOD. I’m ready to pass on/away.

End of blogging.