Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: paranormal

  • 20090914-Noticing Numbers

    While praying the rosary at the dinner table and while facing a portrait of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, I saw little Binky-Yu fly onto the table, near the corner where the yellow bananas were sitting on a two-tiered fruit holder made of glass.

    I peeled off the label from one of the banana and showed it to Paw. It read: 4011.

  • 20090913-Noticing Numbers

    Swine is pig flu, another scam. People shouldn’t eat pork, a smarter dog or get flu shots of death. What’s H1N1 but lots of elevens, like 9/11, a staged death??

  • 20090904-Noticing Numbers

    Image of my photo of gas prices taken on 9/4/2009 8:27:44 AM with Canon PowerShot A610.
    Gas Prices

    Noticed that the gas prices for our local Shell Self Service Gasoline Station reads:

    • 311 9/10 – Regular,
    • 321 9/10 – Plus, and
    • 333 9/10 – V-Power

    The price for diesel gasoline (not shown on photo) was at a double eleven.

  • 20090912-Two Flashes

    While attending this morning’s mass at our local church, I saw two brief flashes of light lasting a duration of approximately one second, almost like turning off and on the switch for a light. My younger sibling attended mass with us on Maw’s 69th birthday. It’s a blessing that four of us attended together.

    The times were approximately a couple of minutes before 08:20am and 08:25am. I had my Rolex watch turned upside down on my right wrist and didn’t have my cellular phone and its wireless time/date stamp for reference.

    My neck on the right side felt out of place and sore but not painful to the touch. I recall waking up with my head turned slightly to the right when my normal waking position of the head is turned to the left.

  • 20090910-Sent Out

    While listening to CoastToCoast.AM that nite, sent out of excitement an imagined boost @ 2343pm. Felt outward sensation leave from self & thru arms. Saw copter.

  • 20090911-Not Forgetting

    I don’t really care about Patriot’s Day or the 9/11 event. I am NOT convinced that Muslims are to be blamed entirely for the deaths of around 3,000 people back in 2001. I do feel that money, i.e. the World Trade Center, is the root of all evil, where men of greed ruin people’s lives!

    All I remember was calling Pete, who didn’t say much, immediately after that news event. I didn’t feel terror but sheer ANGER at the lies, deceit and continued financial BETRAYAL, symbolic of how noone would help me when I’m stranded.

    It was good of moi to have exercised the altruistic behavior of helping people by loaning or donating financially when there was money flowing. But when I’m stranded WITHOUT a job and NO income, I realize NO ONE would be there for moi!

    Later in another phone conversation with Landy around 2001, he said:

    They deserved it.

    I don’t blame Landy for hating TPTB and pals. I know now how he must have felt and his usage of verbal expletives out of frustration. And I’m sick and tired of hearing the likes of Sean Hannity spewing more support for a 9/11 scam to create divisiveness, pitting one group against the other by recalling the FEAR and TERROR propaganda in the minds of Americans and the worldwide community.

    For goodness sake people, get over it already! If you cannot forget, then I suppose you cannot forgive. That’s what I’m getting from that lesson.

  • 20090911-Cellphone Connectings

    Long ago during my many cellphone conversations, learning to control emotions is better channeled with prayer to God. Many time, Pete would cough INTENTIONALLY into the receiver of his cellphone, perhaps to silence moi from talking too much for my own good. He gagged once after I sent him my VERY impatient boost over the cellphone and lost his voice on MANY occasions. I don’t know what is going on or if I harmed him. Forgive moi.

  • 20090911-My Presence

    After reading late into the night a dedicated blogger’s recent articles, I come to realize that maybe my presence causes reactions from others:

    • Coughing. I thought certain people have allergies. I thought people wanted to get my attention. I thought they were being cruel and wanted to shake up my nerves with loud noises or spew their cooties on my person.
    • Leaving. I thought people smelled my bad odor. I thought people wanted to get out of my way and leave me all ALONE. I thought they were being cruel and wanted to show me that I shouldn’t be around them for more than a couple of minutes.
    • Spitting. I thought I wasn’t THAT bad to deserve being spat upon. Wow. WTF did I do? Hehe.
    • Sneezing: I thought I had ground black pepper or other allergens attached to me.

    Seriously, folks. I’m just passing through like a ship on the seas and don’t mean to cause your DEMONIC entities to get all aghast at my beauty.

  • 20090910-Granpaw Healer

    Maw told stories of her late family members and life experiences from her childhood from 2100pm to 2200pm.

    Lola Juan would heal people from his hometown in Kalayaan, Laguna, Philippines.

    • For toothaches, he would hammer a nail into the nara hardwood post holding up the old house, which has now been rebuilt. He would ask the patient if the pain is still there and he would hammer each time and stop until the patient said there is no more pain. Lola Meling, the late step-mother of my uncle Florene’s wife, Hely, was a candidate of this treatment.
    • For red eyes, he would scribble unknown symbols and/or words onto the paper of a cigarette after having emptying its contents of tobacco. He would mumble or whisper under his breathe while writing out these undecipherable cods. He then wrapped up the paper into a tiny scroll, placed the other end near the affected eye area and with the other end would blow his breath at least one time.
    • For dirty bottoms of naughty children who sat and played outdoors in the forest, he would treat the sores with salt, which stung the kids to screaming in pain. Then he would place the children on his lap with their bottom skyward and proceeded to apply hot compress with a cloth that was heated up over the open flames of the pit fire, which is used for cooking food, too.
    • For rashes on the cheeks of people, he would spit on their faces. I picked up a thought that he chewed something medicinal into his mouth prior to spitting a spray of healing solution onto the affected areas of the faces of his patients.

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  • 20090910-God’s Angel

    This morning, Maw counseled, Tracy, who works at Oak Hill Cemetery (Tully Rd., San Jose, CA). She cried along with Maw who told Tracy to find out why her partner whom she sees only twice per month because of his job as a trucker, cannot seem to help pay the bills. Maw suggested she visit Our Lady of Peace (Santa Clara, CA) and offer her prayers and faith to the Lord. Tracy will do fine. Maw has prayed for her.

    Maw: Why me?

    Tracy: God sent you to me on this VERY day of my distress.

    Maw: Why do my words flow easily today?

    Tracy: Because it comes from a pure heart.

    Indeed, everything is not between you or them but between you and God.

    So have anyone of you met an angel lately? Listen well and you will know.

  • 20090910-Noticing Number

    After morning mass, we three ate at McDonalds for breakfast, which totaled$5.22 for two senior coffee, one sausage burrito and one chicken biscuit sandwich only. The tax for this meal, like yesterday, was $0.44! Only this time is 08:57am.

  • 20090909-Noticing Colors

    Maw and I wore red-colored clothing for morning mass. She word dark pink pants with 3/4 sleeve shirt of light pink and cream pin strips. I wore lime green pants and a 3/4 sleeve knitted top: both clothing are too tight on me.

    Later on that night and during Obama’s clarification on the health care bill, lots of the women in Congress wore either pink or red color. Even Michelle Obama wore a nice dusty rose colored outfit.

    This is not the only time where I’ve noticed how people seem to match the color of their clothing with each other. I remember working with C!sc* $y$t#m$, !nc., my former employer, and my co-workers were doing the same thing – coming in with similar shades of clothing!

    Have you ever noticed people wearing similar colors during your waking state?