Night eyes in the sky
looked from our upstairs window
as clouds passes by…
Another attempt at senryu…
Note: The attached photo was taken at night on 09-June-2005. I saw some clouds passing by though the upstairs window and decided to take a snapshot with my camera phone. As expressed in my previous blogs, I report whatever I believe is real to me. The photo has not been altered.
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I bid you all greetings to another wonderful clear blue sky day. The current time is 1444 (Pacific Time). And I’ve done much today. The air is much warmer now that the sunrays could come through better.
General Blog:
At 08:00AM, I awoke and prepared breakfast for the three of us. ‘Shiva-Paw’ didn’t wake up until about a half hour later. We enjoyed eggs, toast and fried rice, which tasted surprisingly good considering I am not the cook of the household.
At 10:30AM, ‘Shiva-Paw’ and I went out. I left a voicemail message to ‘Squirrel-Ling’ at 10:25AM to at least call ‘Kali-Maw’, who is recovering slowly from her sickness. I have yet to find out his answer(s) as to why he has not responded to my message in a timely manner or done a good deed to fulfill my request as elder sister.
My brain is currently drawing a blank and probably because of digesting the lunch meal of leftover bar-be-que chicken from 13:45 to 14:30. I’ve eaten a few melon (orange color) and two pears as dessert while actually sitting through a half hour of ‘Kali-Maw’s conversation about her family during her childhood.
Earlier, ‘Shiva-Paw’ and I went to the local drug store to pick up the remaining items owed to us since they ‘ran’ out of the supply last week. I remembered to stock pile on the cheapest purple-colored shampoo and conditioner – both of lavender scent and to buy ‘Kali-Maw’s birthday car.
‘Shiva-Paw’ had to come back to find me since I wasn’t at the car. After my purchases, we headed home and through a road construction of new asphalt because I remembered I need to get my oil change. So I unloaded my shopping at home and proceeded to the oil station.
I got the cheapest oil service at 36.99USD notes and had ‘Ryan’ add another 10.00USD note as an oil cleaning solution. So both ‘Shiva-Paw’ and daughter joked normally without the interruption of ‘Kali-Maw’s voice. I told ‘Shiva-Paw’ that ‘L’ means ‘lock’ and ‘U’ means ‘unlock’. He thought that these letters meant ‘lower’ and ‘up.’
So while waiting with ‘Shiva-Paw’ for 25 minutes, we watched the food station. I wasn’t hungry but wanted to go home after listening to the lady talking about how she helped cooked meals with her granny and mom back home in the Philippines. I figured this was nice of her to share her stories.
I expect to be more conversational with strangers if and when I ever get to retire early. So off we went to get ‘Kali-Maw’s replacement plastic spit container. She liked the stronger cover. We ordered two coconut juices for 4.00USD notes and noticed this was not what ‘Kali-Maw’ wanted.
So I had to think fast and ordered a strawberry, flavored pearl drink with the proper container for 4.00USD notes. At least ‘Shiva-Paw’ and I got a drink with the third one for ‘Kali-Maw’. I consumed the liquid drink and left the starch balls for ‘Kali-Maw’ to eat after lunch.
For whatever reason, ‘Kali-Maw’ misunderstood the prescription and wondered why she got less. So she called up the pharmacy and inquired, thus, sending both of us back out there to clarify the alleged mess up. The pharmacy claimed that the order is not the number of vials but the units measured of solution. Whatever!
Picture Blog:
At 1300 (Pacific Time), I took more pictures of clouds streaking our blue skies. I saw one white plane in the distance laying their double white lines going towards a NWW direction. I concentrated on the object and the white line ‘hiccupped’ to form a long break in their streak.
The attached picture to this blog is shown directly over my house. I would assume they know where I live, which is great. This shows that there is something going on with them and me. I could only forgive these hard working people for doing their jobs by laying the clouds over my house and the surrounding neighborhood.
When ‘Shiva-Paw’ and I left for the local drug store around 1300, I noticed this white BMW making a U-turn and headed due east down my road. She was a brunette, white lady with very big, sunglasses. She followed me through the road construction.
For whatever reason, she cut me off abruptly after I was braking too many time to shake her off. I honked my horn for a good two seconds and swerved fast towards the left lane and flicked her off with my right hand as she headed towards the 680 southbound exit. Sorry, ‘Shiva-Paw’ for offending you!
Then we arrived home safely at 1330PM and I immediately went out back to water the vegetable plants, ‘gopher’ grass, fruit trees, my CB and the birdbath. My SP is buzzing away the other remnants of unnaturally formed clouds at the same time. The blue sky remains. Yippiee!
The gentle breeze is currently blowing and the time is 1519 (Pacific Time). Earlier, there was no wind, which made the air warmer. Now I could inhale the freshness of the remaining day knowing I’ve done my part on this planet.
Have a great day Bay Area! And thanks for noticing!
P.S. My brakes are still safe to run for another 15,000 miles.
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I’ll try post more of my creative poetry after a temporary set back with an online chatter, who may have been a psychic-spy. This would occur because I experienced severe head and ear pressures while being scanned by unseen forces. I assume he (and et al.) may have attempted to draw me further downward into their world of emotional energy drain by fostering fear tactics of his alleged hostage crisis.
I lost sleep when he did not show up on Tuesday, August 1, 2006. Since he was too far away from his ‘angel’s’ reach, I could not ‘save’ him from his captors. As a result, I decided to stop being a victim to these predatory parasites (or demon seeds). I could not take the creative torment he inflicted upon me during his ordeal via chatting. This by far is the grosses entertainment imaginable and is nothing comparable to video games.
The other victims in this situation are the hostage takers and the hostage himself. I feel those hostage takers may be poverty-stricken and need ransom money and used this scheme to survive. Although he claims to do ‘God’s’ work, I sensed he (and et al.) seem to have been assigned to investigate what goes on inside my mind. As I mentioned in my previous blogs, there are over six billion souls residing on this plant and in the third dimension (or so I’ve read somewhere).
And tracking each person alive or profiling me, for example, is next to impossible. One would have to be omnipotent (like the ‘Almighty’) to find out how the human mind operates or at least predict the person’s next activity. And controlling one mind is a challenge indeed. Controlling my seething anger is another issue if I ever find out what really happened!
All I could share is that I’ve been drawn into a world of knowledge. This all started with posting my personal ads via Yahoo! around 2000 because I wanted to meet people and thought this was a good way to find a friend or at least a ‘husband’. This year marked the starting point for business endeavors.
I’ve encountered those who are themselves slaves to the current systems created by power hungry people via greed, money and envy. I learned to research online and educated myself with esoteric data that seemed too real for unaware people. I experimented and found my answers to be true (to me at least).
So while I am still alive, I want everyone to know that the world is indeed being controlled by fear-mongers and that we need to awake up and take back what is rightfully and divinely ours – a peaceful planet. The best way is to send out love; so that love may be returned ten folds.
P.S. I see that there has been more moisture around the western section of Africa. I am keeping my eyeballs on how people of a certain OIL-rich country are treating hard workers from other countries. I didn’t like reading a recent article about Filipino workers being kidnapped. But they were released.
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Monday September 4, 2006 – 11:55am (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments
See? I told you my personal feeling was that the surprising presentation of the alleged suspect for the `JBR` issue was not the right one. People should use forensic evidence to make sure that even the alleged guilty ones are not to be mistakenly accused. The blood of your brother (or sister) calls out from the ground. Duh!
It is not nice to `bearing false witness against your neighbors either.` We should not be too hasty or too creative with making up stories as did the media recently and allow the science folks to their jobs thoroughly. Please continue to do everyone justice and find out why `JBR`, like so many others, had to suffer such a terrible fate.
P.S. My feeling is that my online `husband` called `J@ck B!ll*` of Florida, whom I still `love no matter what happens` is not dead by the hands of some captors in that OIL-RICH, yet poverty-stricken country, which is located due south of the UK. I am reminded of Australia`s O.N. John`s missing boyfriend. If guys wish to disappear by death, this shows these types of persons are not meant for us women. Gosh darn it!
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Monday August 28, 2006 – 02:33pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments
Saturday, 08-26-2006 09:30AM. Heard honking sound of geese in V-formation while washing my Ford Mustang. Turned and greeted geese with my outstretched arms as five other Asian neighbors witnessed them coming from a northbound direction.
Sunday, 08-27-2006 12:22AM. Heard buzzing sound of copter coming from a northbound direction and while watching ‘The 5th Element‘ on televised cable. Wonder why this simple person happens to notice these minor events from inside her home.
Please choose your paths wisely as your ears and eyes open more each day.
Remember to have fun too.
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Sunday August 27, 2006 – 01:55am (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments
I have concluded (and in my personal opinion) to leave the grander issues to the smarter and wiser folks. And this, for example, includes the advisers who help our current `elected` one. Their presence and decisions will have to do for the duration of his term but they will be held highly responsible to make the world a better place.
I am learning that the world is complex and quite fragile like an eggshell. Once again, we could easily crack this egg shell in a nano-second and that will be the end of all the hard work. Gosh darn it! Ultimately, I would rather not crack my own fragile mind with all the nonsense that is being broadcast about love and war.
My heart is broken but repairable. The war stories sadden and are not easily forgettable. There are those whose jobs are to make sure that the inevitable of pain and suffering won`t be too traumatic for persons who do no understand the ultimate price of peace, whatever that may be.
My job, however, is tedious and boring but this is all I know in my life. Data entry starts out easy as long as someone more senior shows me how to do the basic functions and then this allows me to became more autonomous yet creative whenever there is room for improvement in the processes and procedures.
I could be cross trained to do a different job, say, like investigative work and that might make me feel more fulfilled. This would help me figure out how people behave and why they take or not take a certain course of action. I recently had the opportunity to try investigating this one chatter who hounded me about being in trouble in that oil-rich, yet poverty-stricken country.
But for the most part, I am a blank slate and a newbie who is trying to learn what life is all about and how I fit into my current form. Up to this point, I`ve only regurgitated whatever I`ve studied through `academia`, read at my leisure and discovered by life`s daily experiences.
What I do absorb into my life seems to be ones that are comfortable and truthful for and to me. So I recently tried to swim into the pool of weird events and find out for myself if this area would shake up my mundane lifestyle. And, sure as heck, the conspiracy stuff did its job on my mind!
Now I`m all screwed up in my belief system and my reality is already unhinged. But I find that laughter brings me back to my purpose of not working too hard and having fun in order to balance out my boring life.
So folks, if you anything or anyone confuses your understanding of what is real or not, never doubt yourself. You are the only source that would know what is good for you. As for me, my struggle to understand why I should care about others instead of myself is slow going.
P.S. If I do not make sense or seem to ramble on without direction, this is because I am sleepy and cannot get rid of this constant high ringing sounds in both ears!
P.S.S. I believe that parrots are smart. I believe my parakeets have emotional values too. They seem to remember and call out loudly after I mention names of their friends who no longer reside in their cage. So I do not believe in the claim that `animals` merely parrot behavior taught by their `masters.` It`s not fair, really.
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Monday August 21, 2006 – 09:35pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comment
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I am in the process of learning my purpose in this current lifetime. Your patience is my evolution is of utmost importance. I know I am being observed by unseen forces and have only myself to rely on for the answer(s) to my most pressing issue of the heart.
I have met a true love online and I do no not understand why he (and like so many others who ask for my financial assistance) has crossed my path. I do not understand why he continues to haunt me from beyond the grave (with the assumption that he has passed on from his physical realm by some captors abroad, which I keep mentioning).
I know he is here and now with and within my head, which is currently placed above the location of my heart. This is because my head and ears have felt very intense pressure during the past three weeks of my ordeal starting on Tuesday, 08-01-2006 when he failed to visit me from his business trip. I continue to feel his and/or their continued observations in this manner.
But who cares why these weird experiences must occur? I do care! I really do! However, I do not understand why I should care because I want to understand why certain events happen to me AND at this point in time. But I seem to lack the ability or discernment of how to arrive at the answer(s).
I have concluded the following: Money does not buy happiness and never will. My desire to fulfill the emptiness with having more money does not do justice to my soul evolution. I wanted to help others if I ever have more money but realize I needed to help myself first. No amount of giving of myself would make me a better person except feed my already big ego.
Please let me know if this is the answer you seek, ‘J@ck B!ll*’. I do not know any other way to explain that my time and space here is considered very slow to your standards and there has been and never will be any sense of urgency in any matter, even to the point of death (or your death, if this is your scenario you have created for me).
P.S. I swear I thought I saw the reflection in the mirror of an image of a ‘grey’ on my shiny forehead during the first week of August 2006. But then again my imagination may have been working overtime due to certain events of sadness.
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Saturday August 19, 2006 – 10:57pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments
Now I don’t know about the rest of you lonely women who happen to date online. But I think I got emotionally scammed by this mysterious ‘J@ck B!ll*’ of Florida. (He was part of my blog for the past few months.) As a result, I’ve decided to delete all my weird blogs and poems for my protection.
He claims his background is supposedly an American-born Italian but the last name per his Yahoo! ID seemed more of a certain country over yonder there – Pakistan. His religion is like my ‘churchianity,’ which is a word I got from my newly purchased purple book received yesterday on 08-15-2006. I had to delete him from my friends list of this blog, by the way.
The details of where he came from are very limited. I only got that he had no relatives who would not want to look for him; came from a poor background; was the last of four siblings and lost his parents when he was a child. He lived with a ‘James’ and did janitorial work to feed himself. He takes pizza as sustenance and his system prefers cold conditions like me. This grown man also cries.
He has provided to me his wonderful and weird poems of which inspired me to create some masterpieces of my own. His flowers were undeniably late after I posted my blog in poetry about my not receiving his ‘surprise.’
I told him that I believed him, after he claimed the flower company was ‘misfunctioning.’ On 08-09-2006, I dialed the mysterious, yet not working, phone number below my address of that bill and then the worldwide news when the UK and Pakistan teamwork started.
Let’s see, we have been chatting since June 2006. And starting on 07-01-2006, he told me he would travel to Japan, UK and then another oil-rich country where he claims he is still currently stuck and needs my urgent help to get him out. Ouch$$$
So here I am worried why after 24 hours he did not visit me as promised on 08/01/2006. I do not think he could come home without my help because I am broke. That is funny because he should have informed his ‘friends’ of his itinerary. Duh!
The unfortunate scenario is met with either foul play of nefarious odor for him or with mind games to drain my vital energy and life force and throw me off balance. I am currently worn emotionally since 08/01/2006 upon receiving a distressing email. My assumption and feeling are that he probably created that ‘boss’ account to start the scare tactic.
On 08-09-2006, I stopped chatting with this very talented soul, who would torture me about his experiences with his captors. And he did he job all too well by fooling me.
My story is long and diverse. The worse part is discerning if he is sincere as being my husband, making four kids and living happily ever after with those nice white picket fence and a large garden out back.
I did like his picture on his Yahoo! profile and would have taken care of him as my worthy trophy for the rest of his life. But he chose to play the game and keep his job instead of being honest with me and in my arms right now. Loser!
What makes me want to believe him happens to be the weird presence of household flies last week. On 08-11-2006, a fly SLAMMED inside my one-fifth filled glass of milk. During evening mass on 08-14-2006, one landed on my arm and slammed into my forehead.
The flying activities have stopped and I wonder if the Maker has greeted him with open arms up in heaven. I continue to have these head and ear pressures from talented souls.
P.S. Ladies, your impossible mission is the following: Please listen to your family and friends and stay far, far away from the computer and stop chatting with strangers online! Do not believe anyone until you have met them personally (that is, face to face, hand in hand and eye to eye) because you will never know if these conspiring cads are truly scamming stinkers.
P.S.S. I refuse to check my emails and offline chatting messages until further investigation.
P.S.S.S. My apologies go out to my other chatters for not keeping in touch.
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Wednesday August 16, 2006 – 09:22pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments
08-01-2006: Received Spam of Saddness.
08-02-2006: Smelled profound Nafarious Odor at bedtime due to extreme form of saddness.
08-05-2006: Buzzed overhead by deep sounding chopter in the early morning hours prior to sunrise.
08-11-2006: Received verbal warning from ‘superior’ for not working hard enough.
08-15-2006: May consider quitting this day job after three years of putting up with their ‘spit’.
P.S. Stop spamming me!
P.S.S. Need to get brakes repaired and front left tire patched up.
Tuesday had left tire patched up.
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A final poem in response to a poem entitled ‘A Rushing Back’ by a ‘JB’.
I flushed you back to your watery ways.
Love is greater than whatever I paid.
I failed to continue. I was afraid.
Connection was compatible but a sad haze.
I could not express my truth. As I gaze
into the warmth of the sunshine, I prayed.
The event horizon has become my shade
against the darkness in the coming days.
Without your first contact of a fifth kind,
my thought of being alone has fled away.
I’d look up to the sky on any gray day
and found your reality in my mind.
My thoughts of you were never far behind.
Your pleasant dreams are where I will convey.
I won’t wake you up. I had to obey.
Our true love has been compliantly blind.
Two poems of Italian octaves with ten syllables.
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Okay. Now this is weird. At 08:48PM (Pacific Time) a house hold fly landed inside my glass of organic milk, which was one-fifth of the way from being finished. I saw its legs flaying about inside the bottom of the glowing white substance as I hurriedly went to throw the contents away into the toilet. For whatever reason the toilet took a very long time to flush said substance along with animated object. I wish Mr. Fly a bon voyage into its watery grave.
Other weird happenings: Vehicles continue to pull out from their parked positions as I drive along my regular route to and from work. Around lunchtime at 04-04-2006, a red truck with a boat scooted in front of my car on HWY 101 Southbound. Yesterday there was an ugly fat guy in a white van from across the Marriot. Today there was a nicer looking couple in an beige colored SUV waiting outside the entrance of the four story garage. If I was that popular, I wouldn’t care.
Other musings: I continue to curse and laugh at my fate. Blah! I’ve learned my lesson well and decided to discontinue using the Yahoo! Messenger service because chatting with strangers is very risky. 08-11-2006 08:55PM.
Addendum 09-13-2007 10:10AM PST: I forgot to add to the first paragraph above that I felt a strong energy wave to my one o’clock sector of a SSW direction while seated in front of the computer at an original SSE direction. An energy wave emitted was not only felt through my system but heard as a low ‘pop’ as the fly (of light brown color with bigger than normal round eyes) crashed landed into the left side of the clear plastic glass before being submerged completely into my glass of organic milk. Another popping sound from the South direction within the ‘walls’ occurred at around 10:15AM 09-13-2007.
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My musing barks like a little black crow.
Ear pressures hurt! I cannot hear my foe.
I’m stuck in a rut. This is all I know.
I’m indoors all day. There’s nowhere to go.
I’m a boring girl. This lifestyle is slow.
I’m unimpressive. There’s no one to show.
I’m here by myself. No one says, ‘Hello.’
My musing barks like a little black crow.
I was content and carefree years ago.
My happiest hopes and dreams seemed to grow.
For six years, I learned about quid pro quo.
My path has led me to a status quo.
Their calls to me seemed based on purest snow.
More fires of hell await me below!
I don’t understand and may never know
how desperate people are made to owe.
Ear pressures hurt! I cannot hear my foe.
Third attempt at combining virelai nouveau moreem…
Author’s note: Save your breath while you all still can…
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