These notifications probably occurred four to five days ago and probably applied to OLD blogs.

20190126-1609-addendum thought.

Why don’t y’all admit everything is about energy, especially oil and petrol and maybe gas? Is there enough reserves or isn’t there enough of this alleged ‘renewable’ energy?

Is that why y’all wanna switch us to those damn electric vehicles with expensive overheating and exploding battery packs? Is that why y’all are changing the global warming narrative to climate changing terminology?

I’m NOT particularly satisfied with reports of rioters in the streets or groups funding each other to their fulfill their agenda or movements or stories about arrests and cooperations not going according to plan.

Y’all are still NOT telling the Truth. And for whatever strange or weird reasons, I’ve been receiving YouTube video recommendations, one of which has to do with Baron Trump and his dog time-traveling underground.

I would NOT believe any of this stuff, because your group probably wrote that book already, ordered your descendants to name these characters and place your groomed characters into strategic locations and times.

Any time-traveler can plant that book or scrolls or artifacts to give the appearance that future characters were already noteworthy mentions. I wouldn’t rely on those stories as this Matrix can and still is controlled.

Y’all have to use your rule to overcome these anomalous requirements and as such y’all shouldn’t be forced to self-fulfill the whims of these forces. Anything can change. Anything can shift. Y’all have to figure out stuff.

Once again, do NOT rely on clues as these can shift in and outta reality. Do your best to make straight the ways. And I don’t know if human, animal, and other casualties were a necessary evil to YOUR ends.

Good luck, chumps.

Sincerely,

Flynn B disgusted with everything here at the home front, there at the singing gigs, and everywhere else that doesn’t contain the Truth. That we are all at the mercy and pleasure of one control freak.

Dear diary,

Das Squirrel is still ungrateful and likes to blame others for what he values when he failed to help his own mommy. So no matter what he says or does to me, I don’t care. He will have to live his past mistakes. And there is nothing I can do to change who he is and why he chose to disobey.

I already complained about him and his Twit Wifey to the relatives and they didn’t know both of them disobeyed. And although I try to put up his accomplishments and positive qualities, the bitter pill of why he gives everyone a difficult time with their do or die attitudes will never leave.

I’m not happy that he uses what he wants to join us. He never did want to go near us or talk to us or do anything with us unless he is in the mood or has the time or care in the world. He only bothers us when he wants something.

So a few minutes ago, he wanted an old camera. Then he blames me. And then I found it and now he acts all sweet like nothing happens. To me his Twit Wife is correct – that he is capable of manipulative us. He even wants to see us at church tomorrow. That won’t help because he is a proclaimed atheists, a suicidal one like his paternal cousin who married his fifth wife, a Chinese, if y’all wanna know.

And those are the personalities that have crossed my path. These won’t leave me alone and won’t go away do their own things. I’m not interested in interacting with these fools. They won’t shut-up.

As for yesterday’s temp gig from hell, an African guy with a Muslim first name or Moe for short wouldn’t stop stalking me while I was de-installing computers and phones. So I got loud (sort of) and told him to back off. I didn’t care if the other quiet co-workers heard. A couple of crazy old fucks wouldn’t leave me alone, too.

So fuck off! That’s another reason why I never did like working or hanging around my own Filipino kinds, the same sentiments expressed by a Filipino sacrosanct who left our local parish because of a power freak who made a big deal over the word “ma’am”.

Sincerely,

Flynn B doesn’t care if y’all burn in Sheol. After yesterday’s mass, my daddy invited the old fart to lunch, which is the closest diner near our local church. So yeah we know stuff about him and he knows stuff about us. Bunch of crazy fools everywhere fighting or simply bickering with each other. I’m sick of it.

Dear diary,

No offense, but while my daddy was doing dishes after eating his late breakfast, he share a story from many along years ago.

He said that here was a VERY old whitish woman who called for the repair and/or maintenance of the HVAC system to her room, which was in Hotel Filipinas.

So when the Filipino guy arrived to service the equipment, which isn’t centralized, he received an earful from the old fart.

She told the guy: “You are a black monkey!”

The Filipino guy couldn’t hold back his tongue and retorted: “You are a white monkey!”

So folks, as y’all can see, racism still exists. This event happened one generation ago. So I am NOT surprised if racism will NEVER go away.

Amen.

Sincerely,

Flynn B laughing her rocks off! I need a drink but my daddy and I do NOT imbibe in alcoholic beverages. Y’all can see that our skins are smooth and happy as a result of this healthy lifestyle. Freaking monkeys!