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Hello y’all: This is Flynn with another pause on life on this hellish planet.

I’m walking outdoors during my break and forgot my Costco hat to protect my face from more freckles.

The weather is beautiful, the white sun is shining vividly and hot, the wind is cool, and the black crows are barking.

I’m trying my stylus pen for blogging and it sort of works no better than my fat fingers.

It’s time to go back to work. There are more past due invoices and invoices to deliver.

With lots of hisses,

Evil Kitty

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I had a thought about how my Local Drafts are saved via the WordPress app for Android.

I wonder if I should post something on the forum to address this issue so that I could save my “scheduled posts” on the SD card.

If I loose my post because of this “glitch” I wouldn’t know if/how these drafts are saved.

Eddie just pops over and just went upstairs. He said he would show up 1530. That’s one late. So, 1457, Victor, the helper and Mauricio, the lead arrived. Victor assembled the smaller left cabinet, which Eddie delivered last Thursday.

Eddie said he and the twosome would re-install the old/new cabinets the following day, Friday. But they didn’t. He called us around 1400 on Sunday saying they would install at 1500.

I replied to his text message as soon as we came home from shopping at the Commissary store in Moffett Field. He never replied.

So yeah, at least he came. Mom said he is looking into a smaller sink for her toilet room. Eddie is too good.

Regarding the recent incident between citizen death and police brutality. I see that it’s both side of the aisle, a two-way street!

Had M. Brown NOT mouthed off or jay-walked, he would NOT have made himself an easy target/prey for the reptilian/KLINGON police/predator, who, once again as I stressed repeatedly in previous blogs for the past few days, are trained KILLERS! Their nerves are honed to pull that damn trigger at any moment!

Mutha sensed that M. Brown indeed exhibited bad behavior. And the point she made was that the police would NOT have fired at the guy (or anyone or as I would label as stupid/crazy) without some sort of provocation. After viewing Kenny-Boy’s YouTube video, I thought that perhaps ANY minor infraction, such jay-walking, mouthing-off, or simply existing as a butt-fugly human, was never really punishable by death.

For the past few days, here is yet another nagging/incoming thought – which I now forgot at 0011 am and which I now remembered at 0017 am: That a strange rule for “enforcers” (lawful or lawlessness) is to “shoot to kill,” especially when there appears to be some sort of perceived danger to the self/person, who is supposed to be a “peace officer”/”keep the peace”!

Now the strange part about “autopsy report” being fed through mainstream media showed M. Brown being shot mostly in the right arm and then the right/one-EYEBALL and atop his head. Again, this symbolically appears to be Masonic in some weird fashion/origin. I don’t know but that’s what I imagined.

Anyway, my incoming thought imagined that black teenager was raising something up with his right arm and that maybe the police thought it was a weapon, and then the police shot the teenager through the pull of that god-damned trigger-happy finger by his KILLER training/honed nerves, and then left the dead/dying guy in the middle of the street without an ambulance rushing to “its” aide.

Another incoming thought was that perhaps, M. Brown was being a stupid/crazy human and deserved to die! ZOMBIE ACPOCALYPSE! He was a walking “zombie” challenging others to a dual to the death. And he paid with his life for challenging “killers”. People, wake up! These are “zombies”. Both sides of the “game” are affected by, y’all guessed it, the Grim Reaper, a la demonic/Satanic/drug and alcohol induced influences.

The exercise: One dead zombie to trigger the mobs of other angry zombies. Incoming thought: 0030 am. Thank you for reading another weird blog by Evil Kitty. Enjoy yourselves you zombies and get off the stage!

I just quickly read the following blog: http://botstudent.net/2014/suicide. And I’ll answer the following four question from “its” blog to the best of my “Ingrish”:

1.Have you ever had a moment when you felt life was hopeless? Or, have you had a near-death experience?

Yup. My daily bread. Life was hopeless among stupid/crazy humanz until I opened my stubborn senses to a greater and infinite reality and simply focused back to nature by observing minute details in the beauty of plants, trees, veggies, fruits, insects, spiders, birds, critters, and, yes, stupid/crazy humanz and their gang stalkers.

In the past few days, I “forced” my “eyesight” to open-up further. I’ve grown tired/weary of being worn-down bad diet and TBTP/pals. And with sheer will-power and prayerful “insight”, I “sensed” a “brightness” out of the corners of my eyes or both sides of my field of vision and the clarity was imagined to be of “purity” or “whiteness”. This occurred prior to or around the time of connecting with central command.

I’ve had two near-death experiences. Each time, I came back into this human form as if waking up from a dream. Most of my dreams are pleasant, by the way. There was nothing exciting afterwards, really. So, yeah, life is NOT so hopeless. It’s a matter of “intending” to feel HOPEFUL!

2.How hard do you work to distract yourself from pain, despair and hopelessness?  Do you think the purpose of life and the purpose of depression is to take anti-depressant medication?

I keep doing my daily exercises of inner dialogues/mental conversations by cursing the Lawd Gawd and my fate to co-exist among crazy/stupid humanz. And at the same, I ask for its/her/his/their forgiveness for such irrational emotions/thoughts and try my best to fulfill my “mission” or assignment while stuck in this human life-form and on this hellish planet.

The purpose of life is to report (back) your life’s experiences. And I do this through blogging about my crap/shit load among crazy/stupid humanz in the simplest and most profoundly offensive and harshest tone possible. The purpose is to have fun and to observe the progress of humanz treating each other kindly and with compassion despite the disability of insanity, whatever.

The purpose of depression is to “take up your cross” and “bear the burden” and if it means to take anti-depressant medications, then that’s helpful too because I witnessed first-hand the total “transformation” of unlikely “troubled-souls” becoming HAPPY! I like that!

Yeah, so while I’ve not tried this medicated swill, I’m willing to undergo this “experiment” and report (back) my findings, too, just for the fun/sake of messing with the current failures of modern mental institutions and the court systems of all sorts. I’m NOT really insane but my blog on aliens, UFO, and other weird stuff will as such label me – insane.

3.Do you think suicide would be a good way out of someone’s problems?

Yes, because suicidal people are NOT counseled properly by LOVING people, who have the CORRECT words of wisdom to encourage them to live!!! The rest of these stupid/crazy humanz, including draconian scums-bags of therapists and doctors and namely the spouse of the recently decease celebrity mentioned in the blog, are hopeless cases. Because they themselves are stupid/crazy reptilians, meaning they are the among the “blind that leads the blind” to – you guessed it – certain death, if not physical, then spiritual, really!

4.What does this mean:  “There is no escape.  There is only realization.”

If y’all believe in karmic debt and spiritual “regurgitation” (a strange word which appeared into my small mind around 2335 pm), then there is no escape from your problems, troubles, woes, whatever. The truth is to realize that y’all are NOT alone in you misery and that your own “empowerment” to escape is also within yourself – through imagination.

Think to yourself: Why do I have hurt feelings? Why don’t people listen to me? Why doesn’t anything make sense? When in actuality, your most basic question originates from this: “Why can’t I do what I want/desire?” (Or maybe the “inner longing” knows it if NOT meant to be stuffed into this human form. Get it?!)

So of course, that’s the selfish/demonically-inspired realization that y’all can’t always have it your way. But know that y’all must pray to the Lawd Gawd and ask for forgiveness/guidance and the answers y’all were always seeking are those “thoughts” – nice ones. And that’s the only inspiration y’all will ever need.

Note: This has been a public service announcement by Evil Kitty, a “cat’s-paw” in waiting, err, waving in the air, “like I just don’t care…” Seek professional help by meditation for your inner guidance/spiritual awakening and hope your answers will connect you with a “good soul” willing to counsel your insane ass. Good luck, chumps! And see y’all on the other side!

To Matt Meister and pals:

Again, my smartphone is too slow and I accidentally pressed the button for “new post,” which is in the exact same location as the “publish post” button.

As a result this “Untitled” post wad published in error! Now I’m “reusing” this empty blog to rant about this same WordPress issue.

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Ori to moi a few minutes ago when I demonstrated the unfortunate alignment of cabinets from 7th Street (Downtown San Jose, CA): “You don’t have to show me again. What are you talking about?” (Fucking asshole.)

Ori to Mutha: “I don’t want you to return those cabinets/to let you spend money.” (He’s making us keep cabinets Made in China instead of “paying it forward” to other customers/clients of Eco B).

To Ori/Eddie/whoever: You don’t need to worry about my parents. It’s TBTP/pals/karma y’all gotta make “happy”. Be aware that I’m NOT happy being/existing/living here with two elderly people or taking the god-damned heat from your unhappy/dissatisfied Eco B customers, my parents.

It would be prudent to make our $22,000 (from the original $15,000 contractual agreement) construction project “work”. They spent alot already for your company/hard-workers. Business as usual, freaking reptilians.

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Greetings, chumps!

I’ve failed to record lots of Shaytanic/Dajjal synchronicities. Again, as per my OLD blog entries, I may/might have mentioned that these “demons” are really persecutors vent on exposing your innermost desires, fears, hatred, anger, whatever. And for whatever it takes for these “demons” to succeed depends on other fighter, killers, murderers, warriors, whatever to stop them/evil.

I’m currently trying to archive some Neat files and copy over old Neat files from my freaking slow-ass WD PASSPORT into my freaking slow-ass Lenovo laptop. I really just want to burn/throw away computers and just go back to nature and sing/pray and do whatever my current human form is meant to do other than sit on my fat-ass the whole damn day. I having a difficult time typing over all this junk!

Anyway after noontime, I went from work to shopping for Mutha’s five reddish buttons for her newly sewed peppermint candy-colored/all-cotton camp-like shirt. I bought over $18 dollars worth. I tried shopping for another handbag but went home. However, I had a difficult time getting into my damn car because a black woman in a beat-up beige-colored sedan took a freaking long-time to park her car in reverse next to mine! Then lots of other GROWN men on bicycles crossed my path. This is my daily bread for the past few days, by the way.

Also on the free/highway, lots of cars were driving weird – swerving slightly inside their lanes, cutting quickly into another lane, almost unsure in breaking distance, not courteous enough to give-way, whatever. I cannot recall on which day but I was fuming at these weirdness lately, including the hot weather.

It’s already 2317 and I’m still stuck archiving while waiting for 0% to transfer old archive files and in between typing this blog. Forget it!

What’s my beef? Animal testing! I don’t believe the scientific community could conclude that testing drugs/products/whatever on animals would make human lives BETTER!

I was quickly glancing at VC’s Part 1 and Part 2 when I got an incoming thought: That the world is a better place without either religion or science!

Think well on that and I bid y’all another Happy Work Week. Bahaha!

What’s my beef? Pollution. Made in China. Everything from plastic, paper, metal, whatever and anything not meant for eating yet used to dress up our food and make animals sick and die.

Perhaps, Armageddon is long over-due. I wish that would happen. The time is ripe for a nice harvest due to irresponsible choices by stupid/crazy humanz, namely those whose wealth is stuffed down a “foundation’s” gluttonous throat.

I see no reason to paint or spackle freshly chopped wood either. I see that over-consumption has gotten too fat and cannot move. Mankind has disobeyed and now must “go away”. It’s a failed experiment.

A few minutes ago I did a quick Wikipedia.org search on the PM of Israel and read about how his grandparents were from the RUSSIAN empire! Mutha said the Israelis are white. I said the Israelis don’t look “native” like Palestinians. I mumbled an example of how America is mostly “white” and NO LONGER “Native” in color!

Perhaps, it’s in the best interest of Obama/pals to take notice on my weird comparison among the different groups of foreign infiltrators, err, native species, err, illegal immigrants, err, humanzized chimps; and take action to encourage the PM or anyone not “native” to “behave”.

Anyway, yesterday, I mocked the Jewish man-boobs, who may/might really be RUSSIAN, with his loud/boisterous egoist machismo! I removed the white paper covering to a plastic straw and made it too obvious on how I was sucking up water from my drinking glass.

I couldn’t hear WTF he said/asked me three times and had to look at Mutha who didn’t say a word. He asked why I used the straw and I said that it’s cleaner than drinking directly from the glass. He said it’s just the three of us and that we wash our glasses. That’s true.

I went further on to add that it’s faster to suck up water through a straw than having to potentially spill any water on my clothes – while I motioned with both hands in front of my chest downward.

I stared him down and he stared me down without blinking! I then got up to get more water when I felt my lower chakra activate. That’s the kind of response I didn’t expect from that god-damned reptilian. Bahaha!

And I hope the dorkster doesn’t get me wrong about those evil witches performing the unholy ritual/act upon the “twin-sisters”. That’s nonsense but understood as being unsanitary. Really, it’s NOT all that dirty! Bahaha!

Yeah, so those Russians (Jewish, Muslims, whatever) are a hoot – always going for the best above the rest. It’s just their “culture”, really. Hehehe!