Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: paranormal

  • 20100201-Middle Grounded

    The boy came over for lunch uninvited and brought over a bag of Sunkist Mandarin oranges from his wife, who is sick at home (again).

    `The best thing to do is NOT to choose a side`.

    ~Old soul (02/01/2010)

    So by this afternoon’s political affiliation of being conservative, he as chosen a side. In my observation and usual re-interpretation of my immediate surrounds and world at large, his words do NOT match what is in his mind or philosophy.

    `Angels are compassionate`.

    ~A guest speaker from CoastToCoast.AM (Near-Death Encounters Monday January 25, 2010)

    Alas, like anything spiritual, ghost, demons or things that go bump in the dark, like him hitting his head at least twice during going downhill at high speed on his bicycle, they, their thoughts and their very beings are loved, nonetheless.

    For without knowing what is bad or good or if such words fully describe the existence of those persons or things, there is only being – either of LOVE or of EVOL.

  • 20100201-Still Family

    Although we are not as interactive as a close-knit family ought to be by my standards, the girl can understand. I’ve observed her connecting to us from far away, through foodstuff – bread, mandarin, mangoes, flowers, cards, etc. These little tokens are appreciative as I send her my thoughts of love and blessings.

    Regardless of how wrathfully I doth bloggeth so; be it known that God works in mysterious ways. For me this is proper respect and a constant reminder that love doesn’t mean to be present everyday for friggin’ 24/7! For others it is NOT enough and requires lots of high maintenance, such as conversation, photos, videos, chatting, etc.

    Since she is born in the month of July, I sense that she is particularly sensitive to the needs of others – those, whom she would admit as far as gifting people at weddings – who deserve goodies. Alas, I see this as a two-way street. And yes she lacks understanding in certain areas but mostly she means well.

    I see much needs to be learned by the boy, whom a `sensitive` friend of his claims to be of an old soul. He is not but rather a young soul, full of material stuff that justifies his existence. He doesn’t realize his wife is like her brother, a reptoid, whose constant licking of lips and flicking of tongue show who he really is on the inside.

    If I’ve not mentioned before, Andy (her relative) was talking to Maw. Then I noticed her looking in my direction from the other side of the sofa, confirming that I should taste the chocolate. Later, Hansen and she confirmed with each other that they heard, which really meant they heard me telling Hansen to SHUT UP from my mind! You see, he wouldn’t stop talking, interrupting while Andy was talking INTELLIGENTLY to Maw.

    Over the weekend or prior to that, I mentioned to my bio-units how black sheep of the family and most especially SEVERELY insecure people would try very hard to fit into a box or at least belong to a set or group to support his worldview, such as bicycling hard-core and such.

    I see how jumpy they are but also very intelligent. Again, these are various expressions of ego. I’ll have nothing of egoistic people with; only thoughtful regards of their existence and prior to having dementia, which in all defines who we are, where we are and WTF we are here and how come we don’t get!

  • 20100201-Divorced Nutter

    At around 08:06am, I opened the garage to back out my car. Then I saw the divorced nutter hosing down her white, Honda CR-V. She went in and out her garage three times while I re-parked my car in front of our home.

    For about two minutes, I watched her as I revved the engine, giving more juice to the cold battery. Through the frosted windshield, I also wagged my tongue. Then I walked fast up the driveway, hoping she would not come out of her garage and thankfully made it inside the parked car inside the garage.

    Then I backed out my car and at the same time L0L!ND@ G@L! ran hurriedly to check her mailbox, in which, once again as mentioned in my previous blog entries, mail is delivered not around 14:00pm but currently around 11:00am daily, except Sundays and maybe holidays.

    I recall having my window rolled down halfway and enough so that I could shout softly: `YOU CRAZY, DIVORCED NUTTER!`

    At the railroad intersection, I waited for the streetlight to turn green. From the left sideview mirror, I could see her signaling left and into my general direction. When I saw that she would turn into my exit, I decided to make a U-turn, back into MY ROAD.

    As our cars intersected in opposite direction, I saw that she turned her head in my direction. Normally, strangers would NOT turn their head. But LoL!ND@ G@L! did just, knowingly. And with my window still rolled down half-way, I shouted again: `YOU CRAZY, DIVORCED NUTTER!`

    Oh and for the reference to the SJPD: her house number is 1335. Her presence next door to us is devaluing our neighborhood. Maybe I should spread the word around to those wishing to sell their houses. They might not like what they hear! Anyway, she needs to leave. A good smudging is necessary, too.

  • 20100201-Joyful Video

    Out of sheer BOREDOM last night, I came across a YouTube.com video showing two boys playing ‘Star Trek’. I was amused and laughed along as the sixth viewer of that video. But I was mostly deaf and couldn’t hear what they said.

    My little pudding pie is so cute! (Hey! I know he’s not my son. Whatever, freaks.) I had picked up the facial images of the youngest and tallest lads in my mind probably on either Sunday or Saturday.

    That’s all I have to add; for I smiled.

  • 20011030-Noticing Numbers

    Besides the usual double digits of 11, 22, 33, etc. appearing at various times for the past few days, I noticed that I’m the thirteenth subscriber to a dedicated blogger’s YouTube.com account. And when I lurked online to view his YouTube.com account, I saw that there were a total of 50 `Total Channel Views` at that time.

    Here are some `religious` references to:

    13 (number)

    • Hindu – On thirteenth day of death a feast is organized. It is believed to be organized for the peace of the departed soul.
    • Christianity – Thirteen was once associated with the Epiphany by Christians, as it is said the child Jesus received the Magi on his thirteenth day of life.
    • Judaism – According to the Torah, God has 13 Attributes of Mercy
    • Traditionally, there are 13 witches in a Wiccan coven.

  • 20100126-Buzzing Noise

    Besides the unusual loud buzzing going inside my head and two of my ear holes, my mind was swimming with lots of inner dialogues. Then, I heard in a clear somewhat loud voice of a man say:

    `Just obey them for awhile`.

    I debated on whether or not to look at atomic clock sitting on my bedside table to my right. And of course, the time of that audio event was at 12:06am.

    I know there was extreme HAARP activities because the head pressure would not let up!

  • 20100126-More Spooks

    The whole world is controlled by reptoids! Why? On that Tuesday morning and per my blog entry titled `20100126-Collections Calling`, the customer service representative working in the pre-litigation department of Chase [Credit] Card Services sounded like a black lady.

    And like my former spook of boyfriend from my first `real job`, which was formally located in Sunnyvale, CA of a building numbered 333 (much like 666), she signaled her `purpose` by clearing her throat. I of coursed played along and gave one sort cough or in a huffing sound but also cleared my throat.

    When she asked if I had any question, I should have asked her if she had SARS! But I told her through my thoughts to hurry and process the transaction so I could get off the phone because my bio-units were home from that morning’s mass and I didn’t want to the over-hear my conversation.

    Why is it that almost always certain `people` would send one short cough as I walk by or talk on the phone like what happened three days ago while minding my own business? I’ve read somewhere in the vastness of the internet and the various articles online that the reptoids would cough prior to shifting into their true form.

    Do I smell stink of something? Come on! You know who you are Pete!

    Once again, why are they hiding behind human form? Aren’t you reptoids proud to show who you really are? It’s sad really. It’s like, hey, saying that I’ll play the sheep and you’ll play goat. But it shouldn’t go that far.

  • 20100128-Event Captured

    I just awoke to another mid-afternoon cat nap upstairs in the computer bedroom. The sun was barely bright enough to warm my face as its shine went through upper layers of hazy clouds and past the double-paned, west-facing windows.

    And of course, out of my usual friggin’ BOREDOM and natural curiosity, I came across a weblog entry via the RSS feed. After navigating to the weblog site, I took a hint and made another revelation or connection as to that particular post entry. In that moment, I knew what my relaxed mind felt.

    Of course, I do NOT see anything unusual with photos or videos showing anomalies that NORMAL people like moi cannot understand or pick-up at first glance. I’ll admit to NOT seeing a `messenger` in another photo two years ago, too, via an online chat session, which has been archived for future reference.

    After playing piano this past Sunday and maybe another day or so afterward, I wanted to post some YouTube.com videos of me playing some nice tunes. Some of the songs again are classical, romantic and some are anime and modern, like `Beauty and the Beast`.

    I was thinking OUT LOUD to myself, of course, what a freaky television show of a romantic, more so a friendly relationship between a human (starring Linda Hamilton) and a beast (the actor who played HELLBOY). I guess someone special must have heard me that night, AGAIN!

  • 20100127-Connecting Them

    After clapping my hands in front of my chest several times, I just opened my eyes to see the atomic clock read 10:36pm (or 22:36pm). Of course, my timezone is Pacific Time. I just read a CLOSED forum thread about the Mayan Elders and then another thread about Haiti. The pressure seem to have subsided a bit and then returned but less of a sensation.

    My first imagery as to why I’ve been suffering SEVERE stuffy head and ear aches may have been due to the earthquake in Haiti and sensing people being trapped under slabs of concrete. They may still be alive but I told them to let go and be raised up. At 23:40pm, I clapped my hands three times again in front of my chest and the head and ear pressure subsided again and then returned but less.

    Earlier tonight during Obama’s `State of the Union` speech, I let my simple mind wander. I saw in my mind’s eye a single entity, robed in white and very vertical. I also communicated with other life forms of this earth plane that seemed familiar to me and even to the blueish quark. I also heard Obama speak rapidly a bit when I was visualizing their weakness – sexuality.

  • 20100127-Buzzing Noise

    I awoke this morning to loud buzzing in my head and both my ear but mostly the left ear. The event started past midnight while working on my computer. At 12:06pm, I noticed a silverfish walking upon the white-washed walls underneath the west-facing window at the same time.

    I took Allegra 100mg and felt no improvement. I applied one big drop of regular rubbing alcohol into both ear holes and felt no pain, thank goodness. Now, I’ve applied a homeopathic ear ache relief and plugged up my ear holes with cotton to keep the natural ingredients inside the ear.

    I thought this was another severe attack of HAARP activities. But then again, I don’t know what is going on. I heard earlier this afternoon my left ear hole make a distinct, single but soft `hum` noise, almost as if something was triggering a pull on the ear drum and without pain.

  • 20100123-Buzzing Noise

    After blogging late and going to bed VERY late into the morning, my head was buzzing VERY LOUDLY! I heard loud buzzing sounds in my left ear hole, too.

    I got pissed off big time and started blasting outward and anywhere, knowing this was a very severe case of HAARP activity. Then in a few minutes the sound quieted down a bit.

    And that whole Friday happened to be VERY nice. The sunshine came out warm and there were lots of fluffy, puffy clouds of white against crispy clear blue skies.

  • 20100124-Playing Piano

    After the incident with the boy this afternoon and after mopping both the living room and sewing room, I managed to have enough, PAIN-FREE strength to play the piano in a LONG time. I went through some oldies, anime musics and my favorite classics to romantic.

    I came across a piece titled ‘Papillion’, which I will practice to some sort of perfection. I started out slow and then sped up. It sounded good. But there are twelve variation, most of which are FAST. Those I won’t be able to play well but there were lots slower ones of cantible, pico and lento.

    Then later I went upstairs, searched online, downloaded better versions of `Chi Mai` for piano, a better copy of the Russian National Anthem and two anime sheet musics, printed those and play them on my piano downstairs.

    I tried to keep pace with the metronome set at 65. But my fingers kept slipping over the keyboards because the stretch of my fingers barely reach over to one octave.

    The arpeggio to the `Chi Mai` music is VERY easy. But in order to make the simple tune sound pleasant, I had to perfect this. It will be easy to memorize with patience.

    Then I started to feel pain in my neck and shoulders and knew it was time to stop and take a shower with my new salt-based, exfoliate, which contains the usual neuro-toxins found in pesticides, which helps to kill the cooties in our hair follicles.

    Later I tried playing the guitar and also felt NO pain in the digits of my finger. I believe all the washing and drying and moisturizing helps to numb the area, making my current skin condition on the tips of my fingers all rough with skin sticking out.

    Paw was too busy watching his sports on television in his bedroom. Maw was exercising while I played piano. And my other audience was the seven parakeets, who actually sang loudly. They made a strange singing noise I’ve never heard before when I was playing the Russian National Anthem: It’s was very strange.