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Tag: paranormal

  • Baby earwig bug on toilet

    20221207-0249. At 0204am and after I stood up from using the toilet, I took a photo of a baby ear wig crawling upon the toilet seat!

    I yanked one piece of toilet paper, swiped over the little one twice, and forced it into the toilet water containing my urine.

    I didn’t hand the chance to take another shot of it floating atop the toilet water because these damned smartphones are failures at taking fast enough snapshots! I really hate these smartphones with flat panel screens!

    So I checked and shook my long hair to see if there are anymore bugs falling off or something else.

    This must have been the same bug that I reported a few weeks ago but I think this one was smaller and less redder in color.

    I don’t know. That’s all. Flynnspaws.

  • Rainy night sunny day breezy wind

     20221107-2310. Thanks for the rains: last night and this morning. Sunny sunshine and breeze. Had bedroom window opened and the winds moved the curtain; so I had to close the windows, seeing the rains coming inside. Then later saw the cement work out back were wet, meaning the rains came and went.

    Lazy days, weeks, months, year – dragging on and on. Been feeling sleepy with elevated BPM. Tired from house chores. I’ve been closing my eyes throughout the day while doing house chores while my other disassociated bodily parts go through the motion of tasks, the muscle memory as I peep through my closed eyelids.

    Lots of fluffy puffy clouds of white – HUGE size and shaped like cotton potato spuds! Crispy clear blue skies, too! A relief for once – to have the dustiness upon the streets and tress washed away.

    On/about 2 – 2:30 am I awoke, used the toilet, then heard NOT the usual loudness of donuts by vehicles but more muffled. Interesting. The idiots cut their engines upon my turning on the front flood lights and porch lights and the inside entryway lights. Then I had my flashlight from smartphone peeping through the fan-shaped, opaque window atop/within the door by THD, of course.

    Besides that, I reported in my other blog that a red cockroach was PHASING through the closed hinge of the toile seat cover by Toto. I took photos with GPS to show myself and whoever else that their is NOT space for a Satanic critter to squeeze through the opening.

    So that’s the price of doing spiritual warfare. I rebuke y’all for using the little ones to make their presence known and mess up my reality. I-AM NOT seeing things, but I CAN see things and y’all are reptilianz! Hiss!

  • Paranormal red cockroach

    20221106-2240. Failed to vacuum an entity which appeared behind hinge of toilet seat cover. Saw its antenna moving but I ran to grab Vaccum and moments later it was gone. This is a Toto toilet with slow moving cover. The invasion is upon us. Serious stuff folks. Pray. This was after using the toilet to wash my hands.

  • Hidden with long-read drivels

    20221104-1924. My conspiracies and paranormal stuff are embedded inside my rants as I go off the tangent with my long-read drivel of nonsensical and overactive observations.

    That’s for y’all to know and unto moi to unload my anger and frustrations against THEY/THEM Live and that’s basically why I blog; because I know stuff.

    That’s all. FlynnsPaws.

  • Strange claim payment holdover

    20221103-0918. Over the weekend we received a check payment for claims. I was happy!

    Then I was pissed off and gloomy weather reflected my mood! I scanned envelope and contents per usual which is almost daily except for Sundays when mail is NOT delivered by this quasi government called USPS.

    Since it was Halloween, All Souls’ Day, All Saints Day, I dare NOT speak bad words and failed miserably, or attempt to call the company to find out more about the missing amounts, or go grocery shopping for stocking up on our fresh green salad and tins of nuts, berries, and croutons; which we for lunch only.

    Lo and behold! I received an email two days ago from our subscription: USPS Informed Delivery! Our hopes were high!

    But mysteriously – MOST, if NOT – all scanned mail are clear and at least show one side. This particular email showed for the VERY first time a blank image on top BUT with the single lined encoded text visible on the bottom!

    Our hopes were dashed again! Because when my elderly father checked his street facing mailbox there was nothing Monday afternoon.

    When he checked his mailbox Saturday afternoon around three o’clock, there was nothing! But on Sunday morning he checked his mailbox again and found his check payment. But the amount for his claims was partial! We were missing half the claim amount!

    My dad insisted that I call THEM. But I lacked energy and concern that THEY continue to mess up his EOP. I made sure to hand write his last name, first name, middle initial on the upper left hand corner for each and every visible page because that’s what the government wants.

    I’m just helping him file his claim by gathering, printing, scanning documents, and stuffing the envelope, placing my return mailing label-scrubbing out my name and penning his name instead, placing the Avery address label to the recipient company, and doing the leg work of lining up and paying for postage and tracking at our nearby USPS location.

    So yesterday he checked his mailbox and found the second envelope. He noticed that the envelope is barely sealed in one to two places. Mind y’all this is a military government claims and I’m reporting to y’all here that THEY didn’t bother to seal completely these two envelopes!

    I asked my dad to please open and show me: I squealed in delight and praised and thanked GOD! My hands are still damp from washing dishes.

    Yeah so I mused inwardly about this strange anomaly and figured the spirit worlds were either taunting unto or helping moi! Thanks!

    And so I kept looping my inner dialogues with GOD about how our favorite daily messengers reminded us about our blessings. And so yesterday evening I was forced to process my monthly niceness outta my dad’s stuff, of course; since I’m personally bankrupt-thrice!

    That’s all. Flynnspaws.

  • Spooky spooks injured wrist

    20221103-0826. Yesterday I went in for my adjustment session. I had three left and now only two.

    I saw the paper sign posted on a wall or door with plastic tape and a handwritten not that doctor Bryon had something wrong with his wrist.

    That goes with the job. I noticed the Tuy girl wore a wrist brace as she worked on me last week. She tiny and could barely lift my big pumpkin head to adjust. But she mostly did the percussion wand to open up my energy meridians and I really felt good. She weeks worked on me the prior session too.

    Prior to that session, Mike worked on me. I could feel his energetic warm hands. He and others of his industry are “specially gifted” just like our favorite daily messengers was two weeks ago. He would be the second who probably uses, what of that term/word, telekinetic or telekinesis.T

    The first encounter with real laying off hands techniques was through my job’s occupational therapy. The building is located up north near my favorite BestBuy computer stores where i donate electrical and computer stuff for recycling and or reselling.

    So after that session, which was three weeks ago, i was headed to the exit but had to walk past for leather chairs where patients waited for their turn.

    The closest leather chair to the exit doors just leading to the lobby area i saw a brownie with wide eyeballs looking at me. He was wearing a hat matching suit as Bryon was working on someone else.

    Outta the corner of my right eyeball i saw that he was flashing the upside pyramid hand signal between his legs like what the Father of Vaccines DJT would do countless time to show his allegiance to his group.

    I flashed my hand signal back but his eyeballs were still wide eyed and looking at me or at the back of Bryon’s head: he was sitting down adjusting a patient.

    I walked past and in between both characters when i heard in a loud voice: goodbye, [my full first name]! I was startled and mumbled something like: thank you doctor bryon followed by my muffled sound of what someone would make when forced to answer.

    That’s all. Flynnspaws.

  • Possible poltergeist rocking barcalounger

    20221031-1741. Yesterday, I saw our brown leather barcalounger adjustable rocking chair that nobody uses rock violently back and forth! Behind this rocker is mommy’s maroon-colored, four-wheeled rollator walker, which has NOT been used since 2018.

    I noticed this paranormal event after my elderly father was using the living room for exercising upon his usual plastic weaved “banig” or rollable matt. I did NOT observe further if it was him or something else because I was busy in the kitchen bad mouthing why he was NOT comfortable with baking soda in his chicken that I baked in the oven for 375 F for 20 minutes.

    This inspiration was an incoming thought AFTER I had cleaned and de-veined the the boneless chicken thighs and legs. I was watching a YouTube video a few days earlier about cooking chicken. I barely recall seeing the Oriental female speaking the words “baking soda” and pour the measured portion of baking soda. Those words stuck on my mind as she said something about whatever – I forgot.

    After the incident screaming my head off at the offense that my elderly father doubted baking soda being used in recipes/cooking food, that’s when I saw the violently rocking chair. He had completed his usual daily exercise out back for 20 minutes and asked to see the label of the Arm and Hammer baking soda container, I fumed my mouth, grabbed two plastic bags containing normal bread made outta wheat, stomped to the living room where he was exercising, proceeded to read the ingredient label of strange chemicals used in making bread and stormed back outta there.

    I saw that his inner demon surfaced as his hand would touch the cartilage of one ear as a sign of refusing to hear the truth. See? Voila! I won’t stop using my potty mouth and ingrained meanness of his “Bayan” or folks known in his birth town to be number one thugs of knife-wielding security forces and the like.

    Yup. So I could tell a presence was still hating our old home for over 40 years. I keep praying and rebuking but NOTHING seems to work as these demons or wandering spirits or whatever won’t stop. I think my prayers are ineffective as prayers don’t seem to work against these species. I do NOT know. That’s why I’m so VERY pissed off and did NOT react in horror or surprise when that object moved on its own.

    A few minutes later or hours later whenever I returned back to the kitchen or general area where the possessed object is located, I noticed mommy’s old walking rollator was ajar! The object was tucked directly behind the barcalounger because I didn’t have space to put it. Lo and behold the object moved, say, one body distance in reverse!

    So I was NOT in shock and horror and did NOT bother taking a photograph. I had nine of DB’s “magic rocks” with nano-magnets ATOP the seat of that walking rollator. So I do NOT know if I should get rid of those too as some spirits could highjack said objects if the artistic creator prayed wrong or hexed it during manufacturing. But the DB stuff should have some blessings from the Holy Spirit in it.

    So I-AM baffled why such an incident of my demonically hickjacked elderly father casting doubt upon my cooking per a YouTube video created by an Oriental female and irritating me as a result and of the two possessed chairs would make my day. I’m really NOT interested in these paranormal stuff anymore as I’m sick and tired of trying to pray away something I know NOTHING about!

    This stuff of the thinning of the spiritual veil has probably set the tone for today’s Happy Monday and other freaks coming out at night to trick humanz in exchange for sugary treats. Such utter nonsense are these secular activities that in our cultural heritage have adopted but did NOT exist one to two generations ago. Huh.

    That’s all. FlynnsPaws.

  • Attacked by incoming flying object

    20221011-2129. Last week while I was in the middle of hosing down and trying to refill the birdbath, I was facing due south at that time.

    I barely lifted up my head and looked at the tall persimmon trees in the backyard of the Chinese living on the other side of our shared backyard fence.

    Then suddenly, I saw outta my peripheral and unfocused vision, I “sensed” and NOT really seeing anything remotely to a bird or insect and saw the energy directional of an object swooped from within the tree branches of the persimmon tree and downwards toward me, slamming into my right forearm.

    My field of vision expected the trajectory to dissipate towards the left but I did NOT see any solid material manifestation exit and bouncing off my medium-tanned, hairy right forearm.

    At that time, I was holding the water hose in my right hand. The sprayer was pointed downwards at the cement birdbath bowl.

    So either I was being a targeted individual or just happened to notice indiscriminately that I was being attacked by some unknown force.

    There was no pain or noticeable marks left behind on my right forearm as I continued to complete my task of refilling the birdbath for the residence birds.

    That’s all. FlynnsPaws.

  • Two motion sensors on!

    20221009-0647. Welp, two motion sensors turned on the lights! This can only be triggered by a solid human form tripping these two devices!

    But since I set the HVAC schedule to turn on at six o’clock in the morning, the motion sensors were probably sensitive enough to turn on the lights did to electro magnetic anomaly or sensitivity to the power surge!

    Dad just awoke a couple of minutes ago and he usually doesn’t go downstairs until ten o’clock in the morning. So it’s unlikely he tripped the motion sensors.

    I too might be sensitive to electro magnetic anomalies as I awoke differently to see my bedside table light turned on as well as the fancy light near the front door/the base of the stairs.

    So the only other explanation is resident ghost! Didn’t I mention in my blog that I would awaken when hearing my dad come downstairs and make subtle noises?

    Welp, I awoke because my bodily system sensed a presence. On/about 0650 am when I heard dad awakened to sounds of hood footsteps upstairs, I saw the front door lights turn on again through my privacy shades hanging across the bedroom doorway.

    Yup! Haunted. No wonder I can’t sleep! Prayers! Doesn’t seem to work! So I just got up investigated and wondered and went about taking my heart meds with a glass of water.

    That’s all. Flynnspaws.

  • Being zapped by demons. Nothing new.

    20220929-2302. I almost forgot on/about 0400 am two mornings ago, I could NOT sleep due to drinking three teaspoons of freshly brewed whole beans medium roasted coffee!

    That early morning I had already felt at least one bodily system shocks, like bugs stinging from hell! Our favorite messenger blogged about something Satanic.

    This message synchronizes with my favorite podcaster who said that once we go into spiritual battle we are gonna have to fight back.

    So I was lying slightly to my left side while watching YouTube videos, when I suddenly felt an electrical surge that was stronger.

    And then when I was still watching on my iPhone 13, outta the corner of my right eyeball, I saw on our popcorn ceiling a dark shadow quickly manifested but just as quickly disappeared.

    It appear like a long wisp really. So I extended my right palm at it and started to pray: rebuke, command, banish, and bind you demons and evils spirits to dry places deep below and on the name and blood of Yeshua I ask Yehua Bene Elohim Ou Heavenly Father to seal these portal here now forever and ever. Amen.

    I am MORE pissed off than ever. But what can I do but continue to thank and praise Our Heavenly Father for protection and to ask for guidance.

    “For we wrestle NOT against flesh and blood but against principalities, powers, dominions in high places…” Per Biblical passage Ephesians 6:12.

    That’s all. FlynnsPaws.

  • 20170303-1744-Image

    Behold! The image shows thirty-three inches for the side gate of our street facing wooden fence, which Mister Van left unfinished until who the heck knows when, maybe next Tuesday or some other Asian Masonic auspicious calendar date.

    We assumed that he finish today but as y’all can see the mortar is slipping above the one inch tape measurement.

    He took two thousand yesterday and one thousand two days ago. If he really wants a VERY good tip he could have sped things up, include elderly discount, veterans discount, and one referral discount!

    Today a Vietnamese neighbor two cul-de-sac northbound had his fence fall down. I spoke with the son who came here 2000. His Dad asked for reference two days ago. Yesterday after noontime, a whitish guy stopped his creamy mini copper car and asked for reference. He said, it’s looking good. Yesterday two young mothers an Asian who pushed a baby carriage with a mulatto infant, I think, and an African American walked southbound. Around one hour ago, they walked northbound and the Asian said, It’s looking good. Spooks. 

    Yesterday, the same big fat Chicano on his pimped down, mini bike road from southbound towards MY drive going eastbound. 

    I’ve gotten pissed because I can’t afford to stay here without a good paying job AND after my parents pass onward. They’re putting too much upgrade into their property that hasn’t yet been appraised.And it’s value is no good if a crazy neighbor lives directly adjacent to us. Her house is appraised at a value of around $329,000. So she should sell before someone files a case against the property owners. Whatever 

    So yeah is occultism, paranormal syncs again. That’s all. 

  • 20161223-2029-Image

    “Thanks, E.T. [extraterrestrial]!” Mom would exclaim. Yup. “They”, the higher intelligence, are constantly communicating with my family and unto moi in manners, such as numerology and synchronous events. I’ve mentioned these almost daily incidences in my old blog and I couldn’t keep up with my notes.

    So last night prior to the start of choir rehearsal, I mumbled under my breath that I won a “Merl’Lot”. Then after choir rehearsal concluded around 2130 pm, the conductor said something about ‘eleven eleven’. So I’m assuming he has read the previous blog entry and I’ve uploaded to image showing my proof of the double digit number, 11-11, which may be a CIA code of some sort, like number 9-1-1. Yup. Do NOT doubt unto moi!