To me, it doesn’t matter who reads my blurbs. It is cathartic to me. I’m attracting the wrong things today….I find myself doing things for others who don’t have gratitude, paying for things that were made wrong, viewing in plain sight, a beach dog getting his dick stuck in Titty Witty for 5 minutes of discomfort, and there’s me, aaaa what do I do? Thank God another male humbly jumped on them both to release the dick-head. The ocean’s foam is green so I don’t go in, it cleans itself periodically but a lot this month! I miss floating.
I find myself not able to have fun in a game situation. I hold a lot of anger that my prediction was right and there’d be funeral after funeral in Chinada. My sister is stronger than I in that regard. I mostly angry for Rob and sad for Santee.
I often wonder how much I contributed to the dumbing down of our children. My students’ parents knew I was not into Pokemon for Show & Tell…My themes helped diversity their interests…but that was indoctrination at its height! I barked loudly when they took away funding for the arts (in the middle of our theatre production!) for Ipads for every student. I am angry that soooo many bright people are enthusiastic about AI and making animated puppets and silly things. Instead, I think these computer scientists should be hacking the malevolent sites, putting in glitches like the guys in the UK sawing down surveillance cameras…they’re the ones with skills…USE them for the cause!
I question how I would get by if I couldn’t get my money out of the bank machine…? Or how I would pay for gas without a Curp numbered card. Do i rely on the taxi cab driver for gas in a jerry can?
I need to leave this dwelling of the predatory class as they display such coldness and insensitivity, turning situations backwards. Everything is inverted in their world. She says ” MY CONSCIOUSNESS IS WRONG!” They have guilty consciousnesses and try to extract loosh energy from me but it’s not going to work, so they keep trying. You’d think the gold heist would have been enough. Surely, this area has the perfect place for the kitties and I!!
Then there’s the music. Presently, a drum is beating, randomly, annoyingly. The costense music is nice for the people because they must celebrate. But the tuba, accordion and flat singers are really getting on my nerves. I wish I had an audience cause I know I can do better! So what.
Can I say anthing positive today? Yes, I have a few friends who are helping me. They insist everything is going to be alright.
And my kitties are so amazing…they cuddle up when they feel my energy is unstable. Bambino and Manchita…I’m so glad they love each other.
I will pray. I will visualize positively. I will journal. and I thank you for reading….See, I feel better!