the end is the beginning

We've been taught that due to technology and medical advancements there is no better time to be alive. But what if that is all wrong? Sometimes it sure feels like the reality we were born into is actually post apocalyptic and we just don't realize it. My entire life it feels like something inside of me has been screaming, " Something is missing here!" I look at current architecture and can't help but wonder if all the sterile, hard looking buildings are only here to break our spirits even further. If we truly look at old world buildings we can't help but be inspired by the beauty, and it almost feels like it is an intentional plan to destroy everything that could bring a spark to the imagination. Everything is artificial. Life in plastic, it's not fantastic.  I look at the technology they suddenly had during the civil war and it certainly looks like found technology to me. The last reset was definitely around the time of the civil war. War is the best time

I downloaded   this free Kindle book. I only started it yesterday, but so far it has a bit of "The Shack" influence in it, although way more of a breaking out of the matrix vibe to it. I did not know that in 1564 Queen Elizabeth I donated a ship for the first English slave trading voyage, and it's name was actually Jesus of Lubeck. The top google result will tell you that the first slave ship was in 1619 and was named White Lion, but that's basically the same name. Christ is the lion of Judah. White Lion= White Jesus. Well, at least those dots connect to me.  Below is an excerpt from a conversation with Max, an angry young runaway, talking to "God" who appears to him in the form of a Native American chief that only he can see.  *Pennsylvanian water authority has been hacked by an  Iranian cyber group . *Elon Musk claims  Microsoft  is setting up an infrastructure for AI to be integrated into every facet of our lives.  *' Witch bottles ' are showing

On the road again. I will try my best to stay awake because we have to give Sheldon a bath as soon as we get home, and I don't want to fall asleep and then be wide awake after we bathe him. Plus, I'm usually zapped from conversations, but right now my mind feels clunky and I'm having a hard time processing the last few days.  I have a lot of things to say about the last few days, but since I haven't been chronicling daily some of it is blurry. But there were some times that were so overwhelming for all of us that the rest of our hair might fall out from stress.  There is always a lot of family decompression on the way home from visits with Peppy's dad and stepmom. This trip was especially difficult because my in-laws had been arguing over something in particular for a few weeks and we could immediately tell that the vibe was different than normal. Gage, who isn't really the best with reading a room corned me on Friday and said, "what happened while I was in

Everyone else is still sleeping here. I am thankful I still get my early morning hours no matter wherever we go.  We were supposed to head out around 3 pm yesterday, but Peppy had been training a new person all day, and then he had last minute alcohol orders to put in. Holy-day spirits, y'all. People need them to deal with their families. Peppy doesn't always read my blog, in fact I don't know how much he reads it with regularity. I was telling him about my loosh post and he said one of the products they sell is actually called "Looshifer." So you know, do with that what you will. This is also interesting when you know the history of the god of wine and revelry.  I think this is why Christ's first recorded miracle was turning water into wine. Take that, Dionysus/Bacchus. Christ came to destroy all little gods. Because he is God. Anyway, between traffic and a couple pit stops for gas and food, we finally made it to my in-laws about 12:45. And then I woke up at

Last night I had a dream I was at a theme park (hahahah) with my parents and Owsley. I was able to ride a spinning coaster that I would never be able to experience in real life without barfing. Yee-haw. To get to this park you had to ride a short ferry, and I was trying to tell everyone not to trust white Jesus. Fortunately I only seemed to be getting on one person's nerves. The weather was terrible, like end-of-the-world bad, but here we all were, ignoring it and riding our little ferry to the theme park.  At one point my dad asked, "Hey, where'd all that wind come from?" And I wasn't sure if it was from the storm, or the massive rollercoaster that was directly over his head. I am really not looking forward to traveling for the annual tradition of celebrating the genocide of native peoples. Every year the drive to Florida seems to get a little worse. We didn't go last year, but two years ago the typical six hour drive took over ten hours. We are coming home a

I am wondering if some of these old world buildings were places to harness energy and have the evil overlords (whatever you want to call them) have purposeful places to loosh energy from the unsuspecting humans. Especially if many of these buildings were later repurposed into churches and cathedrals who's goal was to spread a false religion. What a marvelous way to harness energy! I've been trying to decide the function of some of these buildings that have spires and there is so much more than collecting wind, solar, and other types of atmospheric energy, and more about sucking humans dry of whatever it is these reptilians want from us.  It is hard for me to envision shape-shifting reptilians, although it is super easy to imagine them as parasites. Or you know, what they really are, demons and evil spirits. Demons latching on and not letting go. Demons influencing our thoughts and emotions without us even being aware. How do you fight an enemy you don't even believe in? How

We had a good weekend. After six months of a baby dose of stimulants, I have finally hit the line in the back order of medication. I dropped off my prescription at Walgreens on Friday and got "Uh, we might get this in on Monday." So I called/visited the other pharmacies in my network, feeling like a crackhead, although that was all in my mind because I doubt a crackhead would be wanting an extended release formula of anything. I just hate cold calling, so that probably had to do with it. I just left my script at Walgreens and whenever they get to me, they get to me. It is not like I take it every day anyway.  Friday night we ordered pizza, watched Idiocrasy and I tried to convince Peppy the  Blemmyes  (that headless guy) existed at one point in time. And don't get me started on the cynocephalus, aka the dog headed people either. Do I really believe these things existed at one point in time? Maybe. There's more than one, two, three, etc, writings of eye-witness account

* Zombie  deer disease confirmed at Yellowstone.  *Strange humming  noise  is keeping people in a Northern Ireland city awake at night. *Fake  AI Jesus  threatens damnation. This grosses me out. They have given an image (of the false Christ) the ability to speak. The bible says Christ was not pretty at all, that he was absolutely nothing special to look at. And although that guy Chris who plays Thor isn't really my type, he is a beautiful person and that's kind of what this 'Jesus' looks like. I would say that he looks above average  for an adult man, not the below average guy Isaiah prophesies about. I know I say it ad nauseam, but it is imperative that you recognize that the Messiah looked absolutely nothing like this, and if you ever see this man in the sky or wherever, it's not the real Jesus. Even if it does know how to quote scripture. This image and images of this brown haired, blue eyed person are nothing but a worshiped idol. *Taylor Swift fan dies of  ext

I've been hanging around the  Blue Letter Bible  lately and doing word studies. Oh words, another thing that the Lord has known I've always loved: anything related to words: reading, word games, writing, and here I am trying to understand root words. I mean, he would have given me that passion, right?  There was this passage I read weeks ago in the Wisdom of Jesus, son of Sirach, that stated (paraphrasing here) that if a reader were reading in their native language and not ancient Hebrew, so much would be changed in meaning that it would have been like playing the game telephone.  Here, I found it. "For the same things uttered in Hebrew and translated into another tongue have not the same force in them, but the law itself, and the prophets, and the rest of the books, have no small difference when spoken in their own language." I agree with this and it reminds me of when I worked at Cracker Barrel and the literal interpretation for "chocolate cobbler" on the

Probably the best way to wake up each morning is by stepping on a wasp that has actively decided to writhe their last moments in your floor. I have done this twice, and man, even though I am naturally a morning person, this will really get you going. 10/10 would recommend doing it at least once in your life. That is a lie. I cannot tell a lie, was it George Washington that said that? I think George was actually a woman. And Barbara Bush has got to be related to Aleister Crowley.  None of this has anything to do with anything. Yesterday was Owsley's 13th birthday. If I had emotions maybe this would have been a bigger milestone to me than it is to a normal parent. I think one of the main things that kills me about this brain fog is that my kids really only exist to me if they are in front of me. The only guilt and failure I feel with my foggy memory is when it comes to things they share with me, and my inability to grasp these important things. Or when Peppy tells me we have talked a

There is so much division among spiritual gifts. There are many that say that those gifts are null and void because we no longer need the power of the Holy Spirit to spread the gospel. (Say what?? It is only with the power of the Spirit that anyone is drawn to the Lord. John 6:44) There are gifts I have never experienced, like tongues, or interpreting tongues, although I have never been in a situation where there would have needed to be someone speaking in another language and someone interpreting.  When I was first born again my main gifts were so evident to me: faith and discernment. Based on what I went through with meditation, and then feeling the Holy Spirit coursing through me, I had immediate faith beyond a shadow of a doubt, and there was suddenly a fine line between what was evil and what was good. Over time I believe I also have wisdom and knowledge because I have daily prayed for these things. And God, who never lies, promises to give us gifts according to his will if we ju

*The largest Roman  mosaic  is found to be even larger than originally thought.  *Iceland has experienced 1500  earthquakes  in the last 48 hours. *Yet another person has a  plane  freakout. He runs to the cockpit screaming that God is real, and it takes multiple people to subdue him (almost like the stories of superhuman demonic strength.)  * Kim Kardashian  is named GQ's "Man of the Year." *UNESCO warns that  AI manipulation  of our brain signals is growing very quickly. *Scientists fear  Factor X Virus  is about to be released. This is the longest series finale ever. *I watched a documentary where they used recordings of Andy Warhol's voice to have AI read his diary as 'him.' It was actually pretty cool. Now a French singer will be totally recreated with not just an AI voice but also her likeness for a  biopic . I wonder what her thoughts would be on this? Kind of like how Bob Ross never wanted any merch, but the moment he died those Bob Ross chia pets were