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0724. I saw a son who took up after his parents, who were known to do stuff to their neighbors. I saw how the son went to each and every house (instead of every other house like his parents once did) and pushed the chair forward of an old man who was sitting on the chair. He and his family ran into the house while the little terror continued elsewhere.

0706: I dreamt of being/with two guys. We/They were/walked along a sidewalk in a suburb at night. I was pointing out the houses to my left regard Feng Shui compliance. Within a cul-de-sac there was TWO large houses the height of three stories. There was one small dog house that should NOT belong in between these two houses, which had no windows. The alley way was brightly lit in gold/orange/yellow. There was a dog inside this dog house. It started to chase one of the guys straight ahead and down this alley way, past another sidewalk and beyond a road to the right. It stopped short of getting the guy because its leash had reached its limit. It was about to turn/get me.

Prior to this scene, the two guys were crushing a binocular with military camouflage design of light brown/light green colors. They were crushing this object into the soil, one on each side.

1653. Maw told me of her dream from earlier this afternoon. She dreamt of her father (for the third time). But this time there was a problem. She saw a landslide of mud coming down. The landslide was as big as the mountain. Many people of Asian Indian descent were running but only those who survived made it to the tallest buildings. She passed her father who was lying down inside MY blue-colored house. But she had to run fast with the people and she mysteriously climb up the wall of the tall building, where other Asian Indian people were lying down – cool and calm. She asked if she could stay here. She saw two babies hanging over the edge and she pulled them into the building for fear they would fall down. When everything stopped, people were cleaning up the streets. When she went back to the house to get her father, someone else took him to the hospital. She later learned that her parents were dead. She was sad they didn’t make it.

The strange thing with this landslide was that it stopped in front of her where people survived the tall building. She saw the landslide covered the “left” side of her vision. She woke up but her heart was not running fast but cool and calm.

2238. About one-half hour ago, I heard Maw make two yelping sound. I wasn’t interested to check up on her sleeping form. She was in deep sleep, probably experiencing sleep apnea and thus the sound was made.

2237. Last night I laid my head on the pillow and tried switching pillows to get comfortable. I felt a deep heavy pressure on my head upon the hardest pillow. I was thinking/still annoyed at the divorced nutter and her demon. I think my earlier “neck stretches” put my neck muscles back into place. What I did was stretch my neck upward while doing a hard frown and holding in my inhaled breath, enough so that the neck/throat muscles muscles got a “reverse” stretch. I felt a “lump” on the INSIDE, left portion of the back of my neck.

2006. Maw started talking and crying about her struggles of going to school since 12 years old and how her eldest brother Sengyong would rub her feet after long walks; how her parents worked hard fishing and farming to feed the kids and send her to school; how she cried because she missed her family; and how Mrs. Boo-Wan was the matron of her school. Mrs. Boo-Wan would shine the flashlight on the Filipino students to make sure they are asleep. Some students would giggle and play/hide their radio underneath their pillows while she wasn’t looking. When she was asleep sitting up, some sneaked out and pretended to play, just outdoors of the dorm.

1255. The two kids next door to us drove up first in their dark-colored sedan, just as I parked mine on the left hand side of the driveway. Maw started mumbling under her breath, thinking Melinda, the daughter was the divorced nutter checking the mail box. Too bad.

We were shopping at the Payless Nursery off King Rd. and got 8 four-inch veggie plants and one tomato at $1.99. Paw wanted to pull out more weeds before planting the new veggies but he’s washing/drying the cars prior to Easter. I’ve not washed mine in, say, a long time because like TPTB and pals, including Pete, we aren’t going anywhere!

0723. To the squirrel who may be reading my rants. Look closely at the teeth to your twit wifey. One time she didn’t wear get false teeth and my mind’s eyes saw that they were slightly brownish and filed straight across! You married an ENTITY, not a human with white, journal teeth like your OLD Filipino family.

Another time I recall talking with her at the front door to your stupid house of endless debt. I temporarily saw with my mind’s eye the gradual color to the white of her eyes turn to bluish. You married an ENTITY.

Also she has been programmed/ assigned to tempt/confuse your heart/mind and to destroy the relationship with your OLD Filipino family.

I recall one time after dinner when things started to wind down. She would yawn to signal that us that it was time to go. Notice, if you recall, how she would reach down and touch you at the lower chakra area several times that might and many times you two dummies are together. Even your cousins don’t do that! are you two stupid or something? You married an ENTITY, who acts/looks humanoid.

I already told you about how she likes to hold/grasp/hug/rub to entice you away from better judgment of you higher mind, which is above your balls. Do NOT doubt me.

0721. Both the black teenager and Hispanic/white man are NOT victims but volunteers to teach the stupid monkeys that bring perverts and psychopaths are the problems on this hellish planet and NOT racial/profiling! Had the laws been stricter against gangs/drugs and snappy/disabled, then we’d be fine and dandy.

0712. Had lucid dream of reading music sheet to play piano. Recognized the piece, too.

0529. Heard mom’s voice through lucid dream.

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0826. Maw told of her dreams. She lost money again and cannot go home. Because she had no money, she asked friend(s) to loan one dollar, which was also lost. But she managed to go home. And then she woke up to use the toilet. It seems that she is always loosing something in her dreams.

1830. We decided to eat at Kim Tar for dinner and order three dishes — beef tripe with black bean sauce, house fried rice and crispy fried pork. The food was NOT greasy this time and the fried rice really tasted good that Maw ate almost all of it. We finished the beef tripe and took home the left over crispy fried pork, the other white meat, which is NOT red, the kind I should avoid because I have a high level of protein in my thick blood. Then we left into the night of POURING rain! Thank goodness for our big bags as umbrellas.

But prior to finishing our meals, a bunch of tall, stupid Asians were joking around with their hoodies. Thanks to the black folks, these stupid monkeys are mimicking their support of their dark-skinned brothers by wearing hoodies. I wonder how the dark-skinned sisters put up with these male mentalities. No wonder the mothers from all race cannot stand sons, who do whatever they want! It’s no wonder society is messed up because of stupid males and females who go along with each other — just to belong and not all alone…

1630. We left for evening mass. But while the garage was opened, I noticed a newer model Ford Mustang of white parked facing southbound and across a cul-de-sac on MY long stretch of road. It took off after speaking with Maw and when I turned around to look at it. Then we traveled northbound and saw a student driver in a white newer model sedan coming out from parking between two orange cones, which a tree branch stuck in the front cone.

1500. Prior to mass, Paw and I stepped out with some parishioners to get our “palms” blessed by Father Jon who hit all of us good with the holy water, which we believe got Paw a red eye on the inner corner of this right eye. The other priests are too weak to whack the parishioners with water. Two stupid Asians to my left and right wore hoodies — one Asian female to my left and one short, dark-skinned Asian male to the right. A tall guy/Hispanic or whatever was standing directly/closely behind me when I turned around to hurry back to the pews so as to not loose our places, where Maw was sitting.

Then the triad — priest, voice, narrator — spoke an era of the death and dying of an immortal EBE. En route home bound, Maw admitted these people are making up stories. And so it is. Thanks to the EBEs y’all made religion tedious and its people spiritually stupid. Not to mention the KOC attended, all dressed up in formal black suits with their wives dressed in black, too. I ranted to Maw and Paw en route out of the parking lot that the KOC is a derivative of the Mason and that all they do is funnel money around with the guise of charity work. I didn’t like the “energy” and the faces of the guys — Asians, Hispanic, White, whatever — in attendance. Yuch.

0954. Maw was talking about her childhood and how troublesome her mother, Valing was to her husband and eldest son — both of whom help create a canoe for her to fish and sleep in. Juan, her husband, made two “floats” made out of wood and attached it to the “banka” (or canoe), which her mother used to tie to the water lilies floating on the now still/polluted waters of my ancestors. Maw also recollected how her father made fishing hooks by pounding soft metal and bending the end into the familiar “J” shape.

0827. Maw was talking about how she was dreaming of apologizing to people and saying she would pay them back. In my mind, her stories are ways to signal to me to do the same. My dark side would say: “Get a life.”

1530. The stupid monkeys are making their presence known by driving on MY long stretch of road after work, rice rockets with a stupid Filipino/Asian driver in a gray hoodie, a skinny Chinese woman “jogging” westbound across MY long stretch of road, walkers of South Asian descent in their “scarves”, cyclists and others, just like a black cat that peed on the “south” part of the wooden shed near the old chain-link post the other. And the stupid monkeys don’t know “reptilians” prefer to hide their “scales” under hoodies.

1306. At 0144am this morning and after finishing up posting on an OPEN forum discussion board on political madness, I received a sharp pierce upon my chest and slightly right on my sternum. A couple of nights ago, I was thinking about those souls wishing to accept the light. But early this morning, I changed my mind and got mad. Sheesh.

At 1244pm this afternoon, a slab of meat fell from its display in the DeCA meat department area. I picked it up, saw that the price was $3.13 and replaced it back on its shelf with the others. My odometer has been 72,399. The MB E430 odometer showed double-digit. More encounters with double-digit numbers appeared on license plate numbers.

0940. Just as I coming out my car after reporting from right to left on our driveway, the divorced nutter LOLINDA G., dragged VERY noisily, the the hapless, dark/green garbage bin from the street into the side/right fence. Maw and I got mad. Maw wondered if I got my money so we could move out to a smaller house. I wonder when Pete will call me to help us move out/away from these demonically-possessed souls. She was wearing a lime-colored, long-sleeved sweater and black slacks and dark shades while she checked her mailbox. Once again to the SJPD and pals, is there nothing on the law to lock her up permanently and/or at least ship her back to the Philippines for destroying lives of American citizens, such as her ex husband Billy?

0758. Carlos was nice to us unlike “Binh” who was busy gathering old reading material from the end of each pew. Maw inquired of “Binh” if she could get extra copies of the April edition. The old Visayan lied. Only Carlos was “compassionate” enough to get copies for us. Seniora Josie also was kind enough to go back to her car and fetch extra copies from her trunk. “Binh” was praying and singing too loudly even though he was ten pews in front of us. We felt sorry for “Minh” who has to put up with this sinner. My thought this time was about how those who “work behind the scenes” get (more) stuff (done) before those who merely spectate.

0727. Maw had dreamt of her late father in the past. In her dreams, she appeared to be helping him. She mentioned how her father used to like wearing those short pants. The other conversation was about how Auntie Aida would see the ghosts/spirits of her late mother Valing and her late sister Pasing. In one visitation, Valing wanted to sleep next to Aida, who said that there was no room on the bed/mat. Another time, Valing told Aida to get up and drink some coffee. My immediate impression was that Aida’s blood sugar level was down and she needed to eat food. Maw said that the old lady with the white hair was Valing. The visitations would occur in MY baby-blue, house located in Kalayaan.

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22.58. Recalled taking an Amadon spelling test and choose “through” even though the tester repeated the word “thorough” several times slowly.

22.57. Recalled take a test during a CCD class long ago and saw that I spelled the opposite of “false”, which is “true” as “ture”.

15: 36. white van takes off to right on the rue.

15:33. blue van parked near empty side street before I left for costco prior to 1500.

15:31. spook in white van makes u turn and parks under eucalyptus tree.

11:05. We got a call from George from the city. He was on our side street and we talked about the eucalyptus tree. At 11:35, we finished looking at the cracked sidewalks, of which $28 will be charged for every “green-painted” markings he made. I’m happy as long as the people of San Jose are happy.

10:00. We got home from eating breakfast. I tried to help Maw unload the grocery but I got in the way. So I went upstairs, got dressed, pooped and then played my app game and got three stars for “Stage One” for one hour until 11:00.

But we managed to hear a few words from “El Rushbeau” regarding Zimmerman and the black kid. First, just from looking at the photo of the guy a couple of days ago, the “soul” to his eyes looks “loco/loca”. I think he went overboard. Now he is in hiding. Second, the kid shouldn’t be wearing “hoodies” to trip off psychos who “judge a book by its cover”. Third, what the heck was the kid doing at that time?

More importantly, this recent news is stupid because it doesn’t broadcast how many black people die at the hands of their own kinds! If the cops and pals in Sanford, Florida are really so bad, then something is up — using black race card and using the Black Panther to rile up the black community (again).

Again, there are intellectual black folks that are NOT mainstream — physicists, scientists, inventors, entrepreneurs, educators, etc. That’s what I hate about the cable news programming on television — report only the sensationalism of death and dying and reminding the black folks and poor folks and the immigrants of their status in life.

Only in spirit and from experience via wisdom of the elders and your mothers will you know the propaganda being spewed to the public. Again the only terrorists are those who fear death (of their religion and whatever) and dying (of their families and whatever).

09:20. We ate at ChowKing (Milpitas, CA) and took home the leftover breakfast. Then at around 09:40, I noticed a tall, dark-skinned Filipino thug wearing a black hoodie with the words in lime-green color: University of San Francisco. He came from the Goldilocks section and followed us outdoors from chowKing. He was wearing a gray sweat pants with red trimming (and above the ankle). He then pretended to wait on the “left” hand side out front where the cement display is located and smoked; while we headed “right” to our parked car in front of the the Subway restaurant. As soon as I backed out the car, he signaled his presence by walking “northbound”. I could see him from the left side view mirror of the driver’s side. Friggin’ spooks.

09:07. We were at the dried fish section of the fridge. I took the liberty of educating myself on the types of fish associated with the Filipino words:

• Rabbit fish (danggit)
• Scad (galunggong)
• Slip-mouth (sap-sap)
• Mackerel (hasa-hasa)
• Nemipterid (bisugo)
• Herrign (tunsoy)
• Mullet (kapak)
• Shrimp-fry (alamang)

I saw products for dried croaker fish but there was no Filipino word to describe this type.

08:22. While Father Mike was giving the sermon and prompting the kids what holiday we are expecting in nine months, I had a thought. Since today’s is allegedly/supposedly the Annunciation of the Virgin Mary/Mother, then according to historical religious references, Jesus/Son was born in December. Okay, fine. But as far as the shortest day of the year, the resurrection from the dead/rebuilding of the temple is symbolically in three’s for three days/months, respectively, with March being the third month for the resurrection or time-out period for women to get pregnant all over again. Eww!

07:51. Prior to getting out of Paw’s Mazda Protoge at the parish parking lot, I thought aloud after hearing Maw ranting about the Squirrel NOT calling home to find out if she and Paw are still alive/doing well.

• TOO OLD/YOUNG TO REMEMBER.
• TOO BUSY/TIRED TO CARE.

It’s true. For examples:

• When Maw’s elder brother, Floren was about to be buried, Stevie Ray, was carried by Ferdie, his eldest son, over the casket so the ghost of the grandfather won’t come back to haunt.
• When Paw’s mother, Luz, was left to die in the nursing home by Jaime, Malouse, Maldeath and that Nephilim Glorge, Lola was senile in the short-term memory but not in the long-term memory, such as asking me: “Where’s Fely? Is your Mom in the car? Where’s Junior? Is he in school?”
• When the Squirrel keeps giving us the reasons that he is TOO busy or TOO tired, those are excuses to show he does NOT care about his OLD Filipino family and thinks that when he got married his NEW Chinese family will adopt him as his own. Bastardo! Estupido! Idioto!

Anyway, remember that folks. No one will care what you say, what you do and if you die. You are better off being alive to eat and crap and nothing more. Showing-off on your ego wall on Facebook doesn’t matter. You only invite gang-stalkers, psychos, and perverts, including government agents, law enforcement and creepy trolls.

05:07. I had lucid dream of the Squirrel, who said: “Hello”! My eyelids quickly flew open and I smelled a metallic, acrid, sulfuric, skunk-like smell in the air and a thought of my OVERLY charged smart/cellphone was still hooked up to the electrical outlet and could have been burning! But I quickly unplugged the unit and made sure it was okay and took my notes.

00:52. I couldn’t sleep and had to take notes. The alleged “Ark of the Convenant” could be a “computerized thought” machine, constructing matter.

00:52. I couldn’t sleep and had to take notes. I made a rhyme and my mind said: Pete! You pubic-haired freak! Hehehe! I was thinking about Mark R. Levine’s “colorful” word for “republicans” as “re-pubics”. Now I know why Maw and I do NOT like those kinds of physiological attributes to a human because of something that might have happened in the past incarnations and of course from personal experiences. Do NOT doubt me!

00:03. I couldn’t sleep and had to take notes. After evening mass on Saturday, an old Asian guy with white hair and closed eyes was being attended to by the firemen/paramedics. The trucks were EMS # 29, SJS 19 and E19 (in that order as we drove up past the front of the parish to exit. The choir and most parishioners couldn’t sing because of a dark-skinned Filipino girl, who has a nice modern-version voice. But I sang loud enough in opera-version to ruin their tempo. Hehehe!

Maw hollered at me to listen to her dream. I powered up my smart/cellphone and took the following notes.

She had a bad dream about the Squirrel. She wanted to return a remote control to him. But he was showering in the dark. When he stepped out of the shower, Maw saw that he was wearing an eye patch over his left eye. When he removed the eye patch, his left eye was wide open. (0800) She noticed that his right eye was looking crossed towards his left nose; while his left eye was looking straight at Maw. (0804). He kept telling Maw that he needs her help and that she needs to be there for him.

Of course, I told her of reptilians with “eyes wide open”, of Masons and their one-eye/patched “god”; of the Egyptian myth of Horus missing an eye and his mother. I interpreted the dream to mean that the Squirrel is “left in the dark”. Until he balances his choices in life, one eye will continue to be covered in darkness. He could shower/wash away his “sins” but without the light (turned on) there is nothing/no hope. I wonder if DB’s orgone piece is working and wonder if the Squirrel still has that item.

I dreamt of my cousin Roderick, who was on my right field of vision. He saw his look through old photos and I saw that he intentionally dropped a photo of MY family, which numbered in five. Either he or I picked up the photo. And I pushed him forward with my right hand behind his back, which seemed the height of a small child. The hall was just in front of us and dimly lit. And then I found myself trying to talk to Rod but my voice was stuck in my throat. I then relaxed my throat, meditated and prayed. Soon, my lowered voice seemed booming enough for Rod to hear. Then he was possessed and I tried to cast out of demon. He was laying on his back on a bed in front of me. His head was to the left and his feet were to the right. When I said/thought to cast out the demon, I hesitated just time for him not to hear me well enough that he turned his head towards me. I then went to my paternal uncle Rudy to come to the room. As he walked down the hall and followed me, I turned to my right to see that he had transformed into my paternal uncle Ver, who was wearing his distinct 70’s style but in red color.

In this next dream, there were lots of people seated in a very brightly lit room of mostly white walls. They appear to be Hispanic because of their dark hair and they were taking a test. The seats descended at an angle and I found myself going down the “left” aisle to look at something and then found myself going back up the aisle. I could see a door in front of me that lead into this white room full of people. The area past the door appeared darkly lit and pitch black. To my left, a Hispanic woman was looking at me as I was thinking what next to do.

My next note was something about cake. But I forgot.

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2012/03/12 09:57. At 09:54, Maw recalled a dream of her eldest sister, my Aunt (Jua)nita. Maw said that a doctor loved Nita and wanted to help her. And so he ordered that Nita gets a walking cane to help her walk. I told Maw the interpretation could vary and that she was really watching/viewing another reality/dimension of her late sister’s happiness with someone else.

09:00. I awoke a few minute before the hour and a few minutes later heard Maw’s voice, a convenient/personal alarm.

The setting of this dream was in the night. I sense people to my left. I saw them gathering/throwing glow-in-the-dark jelly fish to my right. Their color was royal blue. I could see several from the tide pools, which was emptied out into the sea. This went on for a while.

Then a couple of people/guys and I walked past the jelly fish and forward, where there was lighting. There was cement at our feet as was the “tunnel” with was open. We reached the far end of the open tunnel, which was short. We turned around and talked. I was eating a banana. And I was thinking to myself these are “fellow brothers”. We walked back from where we came.

In another scene, I was among people. I sensed but forgot but we were dining together. I could see myself standing in front and regarding/viewing this building, which was dimly lit; for this dream was also set in the night. I sensed that it was an Asian building and imagined the swept-up corners of the front building.

2012/02/21 19:32. Maw awoke to a dream in which she dreamt of her father who was just standing there, pointing/indicating there is running/water underneath the old (now baby-blue house). No words were exchanged. She recognized him as a father but not close to acknowledge him. Auntie Aida was in the scene. They were getting ready to fix the old house.