Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

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Describing my immediate surroundings towards the beginning and a twist to the tale or possible solutions to issues towards the end of some blogs and how they relate to my expectations of the world at large.

  • 20101101-System Shock

    This morning I feel better, not drowsy and more alert, unlike yesterday – miserable, groggy and run-down. I’ve recovered slightly from my flu-like symptoms overnight, starting around midnight when I started having this strange dry cough. I didn’t have phelgm or color and the indoor air wasn’t cold but warm or stifling hot. How did I get rid of my “chemtrail attack”?

    I’ve used DC’s Zapper on my upper chest and throat chakra areas last night! The penny “head” of the zapper was placed into the crevice where patients would have their breathing tubes; while the “tail” end of the device followed below. I had to make sure it didn’t burn me (AGAIN) and stayed awake as much as possible.

    Then suddenly and within a few minutes, I felt the VERY heavy and “bad energy” level fall away from me in one fell swoop from the center of my heart chakra and outward to either side of me in a definitely rippling sensation. I saw in my mind’s eye, black wings of at least one entity ripple away to either side of me but mostly to my right where the wooden crucifix hung near my bedroom door.

    My coughing mysteriously disappeared. I removed DC’s zapper from my upper chest area and kept it turned on the whole night somewhere to my right side. Then I drifted off to sleep and awoke the following day with my head still in the same position – turned slightly left.

    Usually, in the past, I am able to burn off my bad colds and/or flu within 24 hours of getting sick. Now that I’m older, recovery from sickness is slower. I know when I’ve recovered from these sicknesses after experiencing a system shock – the sensation of a single energy dropping away and outward.

    I believe these times (and eons) are spiritual battles manifested as sickness of mind, body and emotions. If prayers, proper nutrition and exercise don’t always work and if over-the-counter REMEDIES make you feel sicker, then try DC’s zapper.

  • Ballot Counted

    I just checked the “Vote By Mail Tracking Ballot” for the three of us and here is the response I got:

    YOU ARE HERE › SCC Public Portal › Vote by Mail Ballot Tracking

    Vote by Mail Ballot Tracking

    Absentee Ballot Tracking
    Here is the result of your search:

    NOTE: If you have any questions or problems, please call (408) 299-8640.
    Election     :     November 2, 2010 Gubernatorial General Election

    House Number     :     [whatever]
    Zip Code     :     [whatever]
    Birth Date     :     [whatever]
    Ballot Mailing Date     :     10/04/2010
    Ballot Returned Date     :     10/31/2010
    Ballot Counted     :     Yes

    Find a Ballot Drop Off Location

    [ > Search Again]

    New Results are posted daily and available after 9:00 p.m.
    Please check back if we don’t show receipt of your ballot.

    —

    Notice that the date was on “All Hallows Day”.

  • Heat Raising

    On All Hallows Day, I was overheating. But the night air through the opened front door was cool to slightly cold but not freezing. I guess my black vest and its acrylic material tends to trap heat easily. Also, I’ve been feeling overheated internally for the past few days. Then again that could be the burn from the niacin supplements.

    Then while lurking online a few minutes ago, I came across an OPEN forum discussion thread about the upcoming 2012. According to “David”, we are all dead. That’s right! And a nice black hole is going to swallow up all of us and time will stop. We get to meet our Deity, too. How cool is that?

    Well, whatever happens, I don’t give a damn. If I do see my Deity, I’ll be pissed because of TPTB but mostly blissed because “David” said that’s what we could expect “up in heaven” in another “time dilated” dimension. Great.

  • Baseball Words

    The two baseball teams for this year’s World Series are Texas Rangers and San Francisco Giants. Since there is nothing to do at work and since I’ve been mysteriously sleepy, dozing off several times this morning, I’ve decided to do anagrams on the each team’s name. I came up with the following:

    Texas Rangers, using “sex”:

    • Sex A Stranger
    • Sex Angers Art
    • Sex Angers Rat
    • Sex Rage Rants

    Notice how the word “Texas” looks when the first and last letters are switched: “Sex at”.

    San Francisco Giants, using “satanic”:

    • Satanic Fan Crossing
    • Satanic Fans Scoring
    • Satanic Fag Scorn Sin
    • Satanic Fangs Con Sir
    • Satanic Fans Cons Rig
    • Satanic Snag Con Firs

    Yeah, right: “Fear the [Devil’s] Beard.” Notice the initials F.B. Bah!

    —

    After playing around with the words, I’ve concluded that the World Series may be “sold out” to “sex” and “Satan”.

  • 20101101-Feeling Sick

    I’m finished with scheduling new orders again and sitting here feeling sick with flu-like symptoms. This was from walking around after the rain and during freezing temperatures last week and from inhaling the coughing cooties of an old Asian guy. I was sitting downwind from the fool during one morning mass last week.

    Last night, I got pissed because I couldn’t find DC’s Zapper! But it had fallen underneath my bed. It’s dusty underneath and there is no vacuum head narrow enough to squeeze underneath the low-placed mattresses!

    After a few hours of struggling to move the zapper around my cheeks, jaws, temples and neck areas, I managed to feel much better! But I’ve sustained on my neck red circulur areas, which look like hickeys! That’s right! I’ve gotten hickeys from a friggin’ black box and not from a REAL man. Damn!

    Anyway, this little device has saved me money and time from getting vaccinated by complete strangers. I just have a stuffy head and ears. My boogers are slightly yellow but its dry enough so as not to cause runny nose or eyes! I love my zapper!

    Also, I took a capful of OxySilver. I let it coat the back of my throat for awhile before drinking water to wash is down.

  • Not Quite

    That one-eyed pyramid of ‘God’ looking at us from the top really bugs me. I believe this world is designed so that we could never be fulfilled 100% but only through ‘one-eye’ – ‘God’.

    My mind saw that perhaps there were two sons of ‘God’. But one is gone, leaving the one and only sun shining brightly yesterday on All Hallows Day.

    I also saw that the top of the pyramid is chopped off as in our heads not on our bodies but in its place as the ‘one eye’ of ‘God’.

  • 20101031-Weathery Ways

    Today was beautiful! The skies were crispy, clear and blue. There were no clouds in the skies! Only the brightest sunshine came out to warm me throughout my naps! That’s right! I slept for three hours until I awoke around 1:30pm or so. The blinds were tilted slightly downward so that I could have some sun rays shine upon my sleeping form! That’s right! I haven’t recovered from this morning’s emergency with Paw’s temporary death throes. He didn’t see heaven, though. Later very few sylphs posed horizontally.

    Then the evening skies were still and warm. The SF Giants won the fourth game against the Texas Rangers. The twosome came over to watch with us and ate dinner, too. I was the one who passed out most of the candy to approximately 66 customers, err, children. Then I decided that around 9:00pm was the closing time for passing out decay-causing candies and chocolates. The chips and pretzels were gone. The decorations that Paw and Maw put up by themselves were taken down by moi in, say, just ten minutes. I just didn’t want Paw to pass out while on the stepping stool. Maw helped to carefully place the contents in their containers for next year. I decided to cut and throw away the old twines attached to the decors.

    The kids were normal. Some wore scary masks. One work an air pilot’s outfit. The usual fairies came out and that’s all I remember.

  • Spam-Sunday, October 31, 2010 1:05 PM

    dear, u are very nice
    Sunday, October 31, 2010 1:05 PM
    From: “Nastia V”
    To: [Yahoo! emails deleted]

    Privet, my friend

    A fool in love makes no sense to me. I only think you are a fool if you do not love. I believe that everybody on this earth has a couple and here I am trying to find my love with whom we were meant to be long before we were born. I believe we came to this world to help each other find who we really are, and become all that we were destined to be. We will struggle through the hard times and grow through them. We will overcome whatever obstacles life puts before us and we will only get better with time. And as the years pass our love will grow and blossom, because we were meant to be. Help me to find you [stupid website here].

    Nastenka V

  • Vote By Mail

    At around 4:00pm yesterday, Maw and I got pissed off because we needed to drop off all three of our “Absentee Ballots”, which we filled out together at the dinner table on Friday evening after dinner. Our choices were the same. We sealed, signed and dated the blue envelope and took pictures of each other holding our voting envelopes proudly.

    We both left Paw to get ready for that evening’s mass prior to picking him up at around 4:30pm after dropping off our voting materials at the drop-off box near the flagpole. The box is located outside the building. A very blue-eyed, disabled guy (who looked similar to an ex-boyfriend on mine from years ago) took our blue envelopes and popped those into the drop-off box as a courtesy. He told us that we could check online for the status of the envelopes. Again, disabled people are good folks. He is the friendly type.

    Anyway, I just went online at “The County of Santa Clara – Registrar of Voters (DEP)” to track our “vote by mail ballot” a few minutes ago. This is the response I got for the three of our votes:

    Vote by Mail Ballot Tracking

    Here is the result of your search:

    NOTE: If you have any questions or problems, please call (408) 299-8640.

    Election: November 2, 2010 Gubernatorial General Election
    House Number: [whatever]
    Zip Code: [whatever]
    Birth Date: [whatever]
    Ballot Mailing Date: [whatever]
    Ballot Returned Date: Your absentee ballot has not been received.

    Find a Ballot Drop Off Location

    [Search]

    New Results are posted daily and available after 9:00 p.m. Please check back if we don’t show receipt of your ballot.

    I was, like: “Hey! WTF? It’s past 9:00pm!” I guess Absentee Ballots are not “counted” on weekends. Because when Maw and I went inside the building to personally drop off our envelopes, the place was closed and only open from Monday to Friday between the hours of 8:00am to 5:00pm.

    So I’ll check back later on. But we know that the election process – from the candidates, propositions, measures, etc. – is rigged to the favor of the wealthy. That’s just our opinions, of course. However, I assume to know more than what the general public is not meant to know. Brouhaha!

  • Visitor’s Pass

    At around 10:00pm, Paw passed away (temporarily). He actually “passed out” for approximately ten to fifteen fifteen to twenty seconds. Maw panicked and turned beet red in the face while trying to revive him in her arms. I let a blood curdling scream: “Dad!”. Maw said: “Call 9/11!” Paw said: “I’m okay.”

    He was okay after the doctor at the emergency discharged him around 1:30am. Apparently, the increased dosage to one of his medicine prevents his heart from pumping blood to Paw’s brain while another medicine lowered his blood pressure.

    I surmised that he was pissed off that we said more novenas and litanies than the normal three chaplets done in thirty minutes that evening; was still grieving internally for his recently deceased Maw; and got shocked from this afternoon’s news of his deceased uncle.

    I also sensed that his physiological response to EXTREME psychological and emotional stress, like moi, is the decreased blood supply to the brain and the resulting cold and clammy feeling. Mine would be blue lips. His was the color of death – pallor of ash.

    He temporarily died while sitting on his chair, which is usually positioned facing the miniature alter upstairs in Maw’s bedroom. I noticed he stamped his left foot out of FRUSTRATION, which was rare. His speech pattern was off and he couldn’t follow the prayers or respond accordingly.

    Then I noticed that he started to turn left very slowly as if to look at Maw. His eyes were open and staring blankly to a slightly upper left hand corner. His body was stiff and unresponsive. His tummy didn’t move up and down to the rhythmic motion of breathing. He was really dead. His upper body slid slightly off the chair and onto Maw’s bed to his left as I saw his unblinking eyes in my seven o’clock direction from him.

    I was standing at that time and didn’t flick or react until Maw said screamed for me to call 9/11. I didn’t feel ready to grieve at the time for I was on the phone with the response team and trying to answer the questions clearly and coherently. Right there, death doesn’t bother me. Right there, dying doesn’t frighten me. Right there, I was prepared to fight back the tears and didn’t care for my feelings.

    I had to “be brave” as the boy told me while conversing at the waiting room. The twosome came after I called the boy’s cellphone, which he didn’t pick up because his battery needed charging and then hers, which she thankfully answered! But she mistakenly used the wrong sets of word to relay the message to the boy: “He passed away.” “He passed out” would have prevented the boy from feeling palpitation in his heart. He was pissed to have heard the incorrect words.

    So it’s around 3:18am, Maw is sleeping while Paw is logging his entry for yesterday. Maw took her Valium and Paw will resume his old medication at 25mg a day. I (on the other hand) have had enough with those Masons, Satans, Wiccans and their bizarre rituals of bloody sacrifices. “All Hallows Day” may have taken his Uncle Julian this year and his grandmother “Taling” many years ago but last night was not the night to take Paw.

    You will not pass this time.

  • 20101030-Trying Theme

    I’m trying another WordPress.com theme. This time it’s:

    Coraline by Automattic

    A squeaky-clean theme featuring a custom menu, header, background, and layout. Coraline supports 7 widget areas (up to 3 in the sidebar, four in the footer) and featured images (thumbnails for gallery posts and custom header images for posts and pages). It includes styles for print and the Visual Editor, special styles for posts in “Asides” and “Gallery” categories, and has an optional full-width page template that removes the sidebar. Read more about Coraline →

    I didn’t like how the sticky post was “in the way” and on top of the most recent post entries. So, I placed my “Gravatar widget” in the “Feature Widget Area”, set the default layout to three columns with two sidebars placed to the left of the content and selected the “light” color scheme for darker fonts against a lighter (or yellow) background color.

    The “Aside Category” is set to “rant”, which is ALL of my posts. The post titles to each blog entry is eliminated when viewed from the front/home page. The “Gallery Category” is set to “images”. I’ve yet to find out how this feature works out.

  • One-Eyed Kitty

    When we were young, we were restless. I was mostly clueless and didn’t stop my younger brother from throwing a small rock at a very black kitty cat. The small projectile injured the left eye of the kitty and rendered it blind in that one eye.

    I believe that we are cursed for burning ants with our magnifying glass, swatting flies in mid air, skewering baby Monarch butterfly caterpillars and squashing spiders and vacuuming other small critters.

    While I washed tonight’s dinner dishes, I cradled the poor kitty in my mind’s eye, soothing it to sleep. I also sensed that my brother should repent and ask forgiveness of the kitty from long ago. Perhaps then he will have have peace of mind and less fighting while conscious and in his dreams.