China To Take Over Kenya’s Largest Port Over Unpaid Chinese Loan https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2018-12-26/china-take-over-kenyas-largest-port-over-unpaid-chinese-loan
Yeah, well, duh! I already complained about the infiltration of China into the African continent, including Mexico, Central and South America continent. So who are really the invaders?
Put on the Whole Armor of Yahua http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2018/12/put-on-whole-armor-of-yahua.html
Thank you for the reminder, Messenger. I have recited your prayer aloud (while unfortunately unloading my crap).
During a particular dire night of oppressive feelings, I recited many times – The Lord’s Prayer – as that was the simplest prayer to memory.
This prayer worked wonderfully as the oppressive entity in golden streaks fashion left my body and out towards a general due southward direction.
https://www.quora.com/Does-smoked-salmon-need-to-be-cooked-or-heated-before-eating-Why-or-why-not
So a commercially purchased, plastic sealed smoked salmon does NOT need to be cooked or heated due to the smoking process killed ALL bacterium.
Dad has been bugging me while I was designing the upright monument. And so I guess he wanted to ‘get rid’ of the smoked salmon.
I told him the smoked salmon is like eating cold cuts – turkey, chicken, pastrami for sandwiches.
Yesterday, we skipped the invitation of the hugging traitor and proceeded to buy our groceries down the road from our local church.
We got 20 extra large eggs (in a purple cardboard container called a FLAT); whole milk for my coffee and/or cake mixes, two cans of sardines, and pork cracklings which are dried and salted pork skins. I wonder if chitlins are the same.
So the rest of the day is going to be relaxing with church mass and grave site until the swollen, gout-filled church choir leader bugs me about rehearsal tonight. I guess she wants to make sure that SHE is comfortable with my digital keyboard accompaniment.
Flat Earth – Camera Trickery From Globe Liars http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2018/12/flat-earth-camera-trickery-from-globe.html
First, his accent was too thick and the message was garbled.
Second, his camera filmed blurry images and was shaking or NOT held steady.
Third, truly the sidewalk sign post is a shape-shifting Nephilim because the height is over halfway the size of the church in the background.
Dear diary,
Humanz are so freaking weird. Yesterday, the Twit Wifey reported to me that she kept reminding Das Squirrel NOT to scratch his itchy head to the point of injury, of which he asked her to heal. She refused because he refused. That’s why the twosome are so perfect for each other – neither can be wrong!
I see that both are capable of fooling each other while in love. And though I’m only imagining what is going on with their relationship (which is none of my business) – they can live together forever, because I sign my name on their piece of paper and I expect them to live up to their full potential and humanized couple.
The sad part was when I learned that he continues to test our resolve by showing up to our “empty house no one’s home”, meaning he refused to attend Catholic mass service this morning, because that was an important event while my mommy was alive. But he sent me a text message two days ago stating that he was too sick and shouldn’t be exposed to the crowd of humanz.
For me that sounded true, but he is an atheist who is married to an agnostic. So I’m NOT surprised if he does NOT show up to our local church ever again. So my daddy and I enjoyed singing together, ranting together, eating lunch together, and taking each day slowly without the twosome. We are so used to NOT visiting and visiting other humanz.
After mass, we were invited by the hugging traitor to their house for whatever. And she looked me straight into my eyebalss with her knitted eyebrows and almost begged that it was important that my daddy and I show up last minute. I told her we have grocery shopping to do and I’m don’t mind – because I’m a loser and have no life. But my daddy refused because he’s not used to socializing with humanz.
The blessed distracter was an elderly Vietnamese man, who told me that he would forward whatever to me because of something for whatever reason. I could sense and tell from the corner of my right eyeballs that the hugging traitor was waiting for me to agree to her last minute invitation. I was hoping she would go away and she did. I’m deaf and can’t hear what else was being said.
I noticed that her elderly hubby, who is almost ten years her senior has been sitting down frequently in front of my daddy and me. I hope the guy isn’t gonna die on us – as we will loose another voice. Speaking of which I’m ashamed that the elderly Filipinos continue to try and help, though the elderly Vietnamese are much better and more dedicated. I don’t know – that’s my opinion.
Yeah, so we arrived at 1500 to our “empty house”. And I saw that Das Squirrel has placed a new seed millet spray for the parakeets. I left the bottom tray empty in the hopes that the picky birds would finish up the remaining uneaten seeds, which they did. I don’t know who scattered the seeds but I think that was the elderly parakeet Mister Mel.
And so my daddy and I set about to process our daily chores and I took my power nap and awoke within two hours or so and found two articles of clothing already ironed. Bless his soul. He bugged me about the leftover chicken and if Das Squirrel ate some. I do NOT know!
What I do know is that the uninvited human left our garage door slightly ajar. He’s such as asshole. I told Dad to change the locks because the trespasser keeps coming into the house unannounced. I think the uninvited guest is unstable and that’s a warning for y’all if anything happens at the home front.
Anyway, I still am an asshole and get snappy at my daddy. But I cannot help it because Das Squirrel claims it’s our ancestral trait to be assholes.
I hope y’all had a very Merry Hexed Mass. Oh, and a Filipino priest presided over today’s morning mass. He is a professor for the seminarians and his vocal presentation was VERY loud. His sermon emphasized God and that he is coming. That’s good to hear as we should focus on sharing our faith outside of our local church – that Emmanuel is coming – just like what happened over two thousand or was it six thousand years ago.
Sincerely,
Flynn B wondering why we humanz have freewill to disavow, deny, and then later discover how ’empty’ everything is without the ideas of hope and salvation.
Trump Tells 7-Year-Old Boy That Santa Isn’t Real https://www.zerohedge.com/news/2018-12-25/trump-tells-7-year-old-boy-santa-isnt-real
Good! It’s better to tell the children the truth – that Santa is fictional and that homelessness is real.
These characters were created because humanz got bored during the colder season and they needed something to do while stuck indoors with “cabin fever”.
And by promoting these fictional characters throughout the various seasons, y’all get “business as usual”, whereby companies profit from humanz wasting money on inanimate objects, which will eventually become items meant for either the city garbage and recycling or charitable organizations.
Buggles to all and to all, a good day! http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2018/12/buggles-to-all-and-to-all-good-day.html
Okay. Y’all have a good day, too. Strangely today is sun shining. Yesterday was rainy and cloudy. I don’t get it if weather modification is possible.
Happy Hexed Mass!
FYI only, I’ve experienced three more paranormal stuff – two yesterday and one this morning.
En route 15 minutes early prior to the 2315 choir service, my daddy and I were driving almost past the front of the church. There was a lamp post to the right (if facing the front of the church double-doors to the newly built vestibule) that suddenly blinked out with a slow dimness!
En route homebound after leaving the church parking lot on or about 0100, my daddy and I were driving down MY long stretch of road. There was a streetlight to the right that suddenly blinked out with a slow dimness!
I don’t know exactly the time of arrival homebound but I would guess the time was on or about 0130. I slowly made my way to unload my red long coat, black scarf hat, two key sets, and other stuff such as my handbag of personal stuff and the other shopping bag of two choir robes, two iPads with the sheet musics, and small gifts.
Lo and behold, and while I had my smartphone in one hand (which is usually the left hand) and while I was using the toilet to relieve myself, I had an incoming thought of eating my post-midnight Xmas snack, which was steamed white rice (now cooled at room temperature) and TWO boiled eggs. Upon my incoming thought, I had a single LONG and loud tone that was short.
I placed my finger inside my right earhole (where the incoming tone was experienced) to clear whatever transmitted its displeasure unto moi. I assumed that my mommy dearest was communicating unto moi about coming home late with my daddy. And I transmitted a thought back to my mommy that I was going to eat my post-midnight snack with or without Dad, who finally decided to eat his TWO boiled eggs and steamed rice.
I kept talking aloud, assuming my mommy dearest wanted to make sure we were fine. Subjects discussed aloud were the various times scheduled for today’s Hexed Masses, Das Squirrel being too sick and NOT able to attend mass services or expose himself to humanz, and my plan to buy more eggs after Hex Mass today for symbolic good luck during our New Years post-midnight snack of steamed white rice and boiled eggs.
Yeah, so I do NOT have witnesses and do NOT have audio or video evidence. But since my daddy doesn’t care to help observe the two blinked out street lights, I only have my weblog as ‘proof’. Take it or leave it. I believe my ALIEN implant is still alive and well and those damn magnetic sun burst disks do NOT seem to help and disable whatever allows for my ability to disable streetlights.
I think my big brain is really transmitting some weird stuff and some streetlights get affected as a result of my presence. I noticed too that when I’m pissed off during ANY hexed masses, I would send my energy all about the innards of the place of worship and I’ve observed that these humanz would fidget in their seat and/or let out successive coughing SPELLS.
Yup. Do NOT doubt unto moi as Evil Kitty is still NOT certain as to how such stuff is possible. Until then, the good Flynn wishes y’all a VERY merry Hexed Mass.
Sincerely,
Flynn B wonders WTF is going on with this hellish planet.
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God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen – Triggering satanists all day long http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2018/12/god-rest-ye-merry-gentlemen-triggering.html
God rest you merry brotherhood, let nothing you dismay! Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day! To save is all from Stan’s power when we go astray. Oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, let us ride the tides of comfort and joy!
Amen!
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“I am all alone” in the White House, says Trump via his Twit.
If Trump is not happy, the Lawd Gawd ain’t gonna be happy. That includes Evil Kitty and moi!
So let’s make this Yuletide season a very Merry MAGA and build that symbolic wall.
Once again, I want my humanized name etched in a commemorative golden brick for that HUGE wall.
Off topic regarding walls, which are monuments:
I’m still designing my parents’ single upright monument and/or ledgers (or grave covers).
I’ve submitted the sample image online and my designs based on its dimensions to the representative, who will share my stuff with the monument manager.
I made two typos but at least by next year I’ll feel comfortable with whatever standard materials are available or hire a designer or commission an artist to help with the expensive but humble slabs.
We’ve gotten two visits from in-laws – yesterday and today. Both brought food. I gave red envelopes. We got one phone call from Mom’s coworker who invited us to her home.
And so Trump shouldn’t have to be alone because he is supposed to have fulfill the part about PROMISES KEPT! And with your help, he can have a nice New Years too.
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Per my OLD blogs, I’ve complained through personal observations how you federal workers don’t really work hard. I saw how y’all sit around on your HUGE rear ends and pretend to work – making loud verbal noises for nothing. For the honest ones, y’all know.
And why should y’all worry about paying your bills. You freaking ingrates complain too much. I’ve been under and unemployed and basically homeless. And I’m still able to pay my bills with the help of my daddy. That’s how I “get by” these hard times.
So either shut up, shut down the government, get rid of the deficits and pay off debts, and build that wall.
Rant based on incoming thoughts and a tummy ache – part deux.