Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: orgonites

  • 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.

  • 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.

  • Nano Lemurian Works

    As I look out my bedroom window, I now see lots of nice gray rain clouds! Initially, high-altitude, cloud formation of white and blue from this morning has occurred since I’ve hooked up Shrimpsei’s HS to my zapper with alligator clips. Then when the three of us came home, I decided to unhook one of the leads from Pimon’s old cage (don’t ask me why I thought this was a good idea) and attached the “negative” output from the zapper to the “negative” input of Steevo’s Succor Desktop unit. I guess it’s time for rain because it’s been a long Indian Summer and I don’t like hot. Plus, I must test out my new $21.83 wiper blades from Speedee to see if it works without leaving streaks to my windshields. I’m sure the plants and critters could use some rain water.

  • 20100909-More Spooks

    Yesterday, I remembered to power Steevo’s Desktop Succor Punch, which no longer has a blinking blue light to indicate if the unit is working. So this morning I have it on my desk at the temp job from hell. If it’s supposed to work, I noticed less people using the back door. Either that or I’m used to the noise of the slamming door.

    However, Kim T. coughed by my desk at around 12:22pm after she faked printing out from the copy machine next to our desk area. I saw her force a fake cough a little bit. Her tongue was rolled like a taco and purple in color. That indicated she’s of a snake variety. She then forced a bigger cough. But I was already standing up and coughed loudly in response to her noise. The third one was also faked.

    Too bad John, her V.P. boss is too weak to send her to Obama’s quarantine unit. As far as I’m concerned, I’m much taller than that Filipino breed and I shouldn’t be afraid of such annoyances.

    Obviously, she’s a nutter from the way she’s behaving. If only this damn SP works harder, then she can go far away and take a long vacation for all I care. Maybe she’s allergic to her dirty work area, which is next to a wall of exposed metallic beams (painted in white) or even the food and drinks of tea. Tea is grass and people can be allergic to that stuff.

    All I could conjure up were images of her swallowing a big rat into her big mouth, just like the reptoid `Diana` from the sci-fi, action, adventure televised show: “V” – you know, for Victory against these ALIEN invaders.

  • Coughing Snakes

    Yesterday, I remembered to power Steevo’s Desktop Succor Punch, which no longer has a blinking blue light to indicate if the unit is working. So this morning I have it on my desk at the temp job from hell. If it’s supposed to work, I noticed less people using the back door. Either that or I’m used to the noise of the slamming door.

    However, Kim T. coughed by my desk at around 12:22pm after she faked printing out from the copy machine next to our desk area. I saw her force a fake cough a little bit. Her tongue was rolled like a taco and purple in color. That indicated she’s of a snake variety. She then forced a bigger cough. But I was already standing up and coughed loudly in response to her noise. The third one was also faked.

    Too bad John, her V.P. boss is too weak to send her to Obama’s quarantine unit. As far as I’m concerned, I’m much taller than that Filipino breed and I shouldn’t be afraid of such annoyances.

    Obviously, she’s a nutter from the way she’s behaving. If only this damn SP works harder, then she can go far away and take a long vacation for all I care. Maybe she’s allergic to her dirty work area, which is next to a wall of exposed metallic beams (painted in white) or even the food and drinks of tea. Tea is grass and people can be allergic to that stuff.

    All I could conjure up were images of her swallowing a big rat into her big mouth, just like the reptoid `Diana` from the sci-fi, action, adventure televised show: “V” – you know, for Victory against these ALIEN invaders.

  • Clean Teeth

    I just got back from the dentist. So from 12:30pm to 12:45pm, I was driving fast on the road. But since I haven’t seen the dentist in over two years, I had fifteen minutes to fill out the paperwork again before the 1:00pm appointment.

    For one hour (almost exactly), the dental hygienic took a full digital imaging (not the conventional X-rays but less that 90% of radiation) of my teeth. To reduce potential radiation exposure, I wore Shrimpsei’s brass-less, nano-pendant inside my left bra cup, which is over the heart area.

    Then the cute, Vietnamese guy (who I thought was Filipino because of his dark skin) inspected the gums ranging from 1 for perfect to 5 for badly inflamed. I had mostly 2’s and 3’s with a few 4’s and one 5.

    Next, he used the water-powered jet spray to deep-clean my gums and followed up with regular scraping of the plaque build-up with those sharp dental tools.

    After addressing the removal of mercury fillings with the dentist, I decided to keep my silver amalgam. Why?

    “If it is not broken, don’t fix it”

    ~Paw

    Basically, there is no pain. Plus, I didn’t like the idea of my teeth being drilled out LARGER for new composite fillings. Since fillings won’t be fully covered by the temporary agency’s insurance until after six months of employment, I’ll wait until there is pain.

    Then I hurried back to work and badged into the building around 14:30pm. As long as our boss knows where we are (via email, which is preferable), it’s better to be honest and professional.

  • Updating Sites

    While I’m supposed to be a hard-core WordPress.com fan, I love Blogger, too! I’ve been `Following` familiar sites from the past via my Blogger site at flynnspaws.

    The ones that I’ve done business with (that is , those business entities from whom I’ve purchased orgone products) have been added (back) to my blogroll links here at WordPress.com: Flynn’s Orgone.

  • Second Domain

    Earlier tonight, I’ve canceled my `hosted site` because of the COSTLY redemption period. As a result, I couldn’t resist buying a second domain name here at WordPress.com for $22.97!

    My newest weblog site is called Living with Orgone – Your daily champion of gifting and healing the environment.` It’s not really a weblog but more like static pages. I’ve streamlined the Orgone page to just four sub-pages:

    • Chemtrails;
    • Clouds;
    • Comparison and
    • Testimonials.

    I had to remove the redundant pages of Home, About, Faq and Service – all of which don’t make sense. Those pages were `copied over` from my defunct Yahoo! host site.

    The right sidebar includes Flickr photos from `The Orgone and Orgonite Pool`. Below it is a SocialVibe link for charity for `Hunger and Poverty`.

    The four bottombars include two RSS feeds to Flynn’s Blogs and Flynn’s Paws and widgets for Page, blog states, Akismet, and Meta.

    I’ve changed the WordPress.com theme to the 2010 default.

  • Passing Stick

    I’ve placed Shrimpsei’s `wand` on the outside of Pimon’s `death cage`, which is currently located above the female bird’s cage. Hopefully, he passes quickly and easily, now that this orgone piece is next to him.

  • When I realized I was a grown-up, it had taken thirty years!

    Topic # 26 – Prompted January 24, 2009: When did you realize you were an adult? Questions: Was it the credit card debt or the armpit hair? Maybe the AARP membership letters? (If you’re not there yet, how do you think you’ll know?)

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    I realized that I was a grown-up when I stopped thinking like a spoiled brat. I operated like a child would — without a care in the world. I didn’t care that all my money went out the `back door`. I didn’t care that I was living free and clear under the roof of two blessed souls. (If it weren’t for them, I’d be homeless for sure). I didn’t care about being fools.

    Now that my credit card debt would never be resolved thanks in part by TPTB, I had to take action. And that meant survival. In order to survive, I sought the legal remedy of financial freedom. That was one of many options exercised thus far. The others are more public by no means.

    But that was step one. The second step was finding a job. And thanks to Lena, I’ve gotten a `prosperity` piece made with love, which is not `evol` but very functional indeed. For you see within a few weeks, my headhunter landed me a job within my home zipcode.

    The travel one way is around twenty minutes. I could have eaten lunch at home but that would take out forty minutes on the road and only another twenty minutes to eat, wash and dry dishes, and wash up before returning to work.

    I realized I was an adult thirty years too late! Seriously, I’ve told one co-worker, who was a former co-worker at Cisco, that I didn’t know how to take care of myself. I’ve always had someone to look over me and remind me how to life the right way.

    Now, it’s my turn to learn from good role models — my parents. In turn, I too promise to lead a better life as an adult. An adult learns to settle and slow down and contemplate each action, word and deed. Being a adult is simple with a strong foundation and of course some common sense, which I’ve yet to improve.

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  • Damn Karma

    During the morning of yesterday’s funeral, it rained. Lola is bad luck, really. It rained and stormed when she visited our home long ago. Another incident occurred when I fell down in front of her while coming out of the house of Malouse. Uncle Dead helped me up from the ground. The girl sustained a burned mark after the twosome visited old granny in the nursing home long ago. Here are other karmas today:

    Karma One: I have sustained penny-sized burn mark on tummy again from DC’s zapper. I fell asleep with the device last night. My tummy was hurting from the vile food at the two-day viewing and World Gourmet in Union City, CA. The wound is taped over after treating with scar gel and triple antibiotic.

    Karma Two: I almost caused a car accident coming out of the parish parking lot. I was on the left and wanted to scoot to the right because Maw wanted to go to ChowKing in McKee Rd. for the 12-piece Crrrrunchy Bundle of chicken thighs and legs only. A mini-van was on the right and it wanted to go left. I went way forward into the yellow meridian while using my right turn signal. Paw’s mind is going and could have motioned the car with his right hand but didn’t. (That’s my Paw — never protecting his family.) 🙁

    —

    To my relatives: If you sustained karma, it’s because of the old lady’s karma. Take lots of shower and pray really hard because we need lots of protection.

    z Lainez Ballelos and Purita Manalo, who recently passed away.

  • Sharp Jawlines

    Tonight, I saw many sharp jawlines coming to a point. One notable jawline was Leslie, the best friend of the Shillster. The other one was a first paternal cousin Jerilyne. Her face looks like my first maternal cousin – Analyne and most especially Veronica (or Roni), my second cousin who wouldn’t add me as a friend on Facebook. All of them have attitudes. But the worse attitudes were the Giant and of course the vindictive nutball. Oh and two sister-in-laws were pitting Maw against her best friend. So I think the Shillster should know about Ruchille’s mom as being the primary culprit and control freak. Swear!

    Yeah, the whole interior of that chapel was stuffy as my head swam from underneath the parallel beams overhead. It was not `Feng Shui` compliant. I wore Shrimpsei’s Nano-Lemurian pendant, the replacement for the similar `gift of love` of which the brass top came off in the washing machine and had DC’s zapper buzzing in my right pants.