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for our next act, war or peace?

At the end of every year the Economist magazine puts together their predictions for the next year. And it looks like we are flat out being told to buckle in, because this is the year that things are going to happen.  I'm going to do a little break down of what I think this cover means because I like patterns and I enjoy breaking down symbolism, even though this cover seems pretty straightforward.  From the start it looks like we are being given the illusion of choice between voting for a president that will choose peace or one that will choose war. It looks like the war candidate will be an unnamed female. I'm thinking Kamala Harris or Michele Obama, but it could be a wildcard. The silhouette definitely doesn't look like either of them. Over on the side of peace and safety there is a clear Trump silhouette, but the question mark also tells us that it might only be someone standing in his place.  Considering we can see the whole picture is interconnected, we can understand t

he's just not that into you

Ahoy, matey! Offensive thoughts up ahead! Just finished Song of Solomon in the nick of time, completely reading the bible through in a year. I seem to always leave my least favorite parts for last. Now that I understand more of the prophets, those books are less tedious and my new least favorite book of the bible is......Job. But after that it is definitely Song of Solomon because it is confusing to me as a contemporary woman with an abnormal brain. I've tried to understand this book many times, and yet it befuddles me. Solomon was known for wisdom and not monogamy. He couldn't keep his seed in his robe, if you know what I mean. (Kind of like Elon Musk, although he's the chief twit, not the chief sage.) So who is this lucky gal (who has all of her teeth!) who gets to walk in the nut garden with her beloved?  Are we drawing names here? This is a serious question. Am I supposed to believe Solomon loved only one person and that all his other wives and concubines were only for

the covid house

My children and extended family are on their way to the annual beach trip, minus me and Peppy. I can definitely find a blessing in the fact that brain fog has finally given me a backbone. After a lifetime of not knowing how to say 'no,' if I don't want to do something, I just don't do it. I don't feel badly about it either which is so freeing. Money is tight right now. We literally did not have extra money to go take a trip that we didn't even want to go on.  ....And then without talking to us, my mom asked the kids if they wanted to go even if Peppy and I didn't. We told them we didn't care if they went without us. If they want to go, please go. They both decided they would go if the other brother went. So in the end we will be paying for a beach trip that we didn't even feel like taking this year. I know it makes it sound like we are ungrateful, but life is expensive and money is not bottomless, even if cash is just paper and not even real. When my

stream of consciousness

Since Peppy has worked from home he will receive these 'taste of' boxes from the offices in Wisconsin and Chicago that he works for. It is always a treat because the Wisconsin box is usually meats and cheeses with some crackers and random chocolate covered items. This is fun because who doesn't enjoy a charcuterie board? Peppy's mom and stepdad always used to send us meat and cheese at Christmas and I don't know, it's just always fun to play games or watch movies with good snacks. And then from Chicago we always get a huge dry ice box of deep dish pizzas and Italian beef sandwiches. The Chicago box always comes with a pamphlet to reorder, and wow, this is a luxury because it is waaaay out of our budget. Plus, those Portillo's Italian beef sandwiches are *chef's kiss.* We always save these meals for a rainy day because it feels so luxurious when we eat them.  This year as we opened the Chicago box I noticed a chocolate cake kit on top. Apparently last yea

weird things are happening v.168

Owsley and I have been at the food bank all week. Some changes have been made in regards to our director, which made our food manager quit that day with no notice, so everyone has been doing whatever they can to chip in. Fortunately after today we will be closed until January 2nd. Not too great for our clients, but it will give the new director time to settle in and work on the changes they want implemented before we reopen in the new year. All that to say, I am exhausted. I was joking with Peppy on Wednesday saying that I didn't know how people get up and go to a job five days a week. I've been working my brain as hard as I can every day this week, and this morning when I woke up at 4:30 I wasn't quite as awake as I normally am, and I could envision a tiny white flag being raised and waved. Getting up is not the problem, the problem is getting ready. When my brain is in one of these nonstop depersonalized/dissociative states I have a really bad concept of time and I really

weeklong stream of consciousness

Maybe you've seen those videos that start out by saying "Sponsored by Pfizer," and then it's a compilation of all the news anchors and reporters that have passed out on air. Peppy and I have both had incidents where we passed out out of nowhere, and this is not normal behavior for either of us. Especially not him. A couple months ago I was helping him with something in the yard. It wasn't hot or anything, but out of nowhere I got the feeling that I was about to go down, and then I went. Last week we were watching something one night and Peppy got up and went into the bathroom. I heard a thud, but we have a heater in the bathroom floor that we sometimes run into when the lights are off, so I didn't think anything about it. But when he didn't come out a minute later I went to check on him and he was laying in the bathroom floor. I can't help but wonder if some of these single car accidents are due to people passing out and then crashing. I know people wa

step right up! welcome to the bigtop!

After seeing numerous headlines about how weird Jill Biden's video Christmas card to America was, I decided to watch it. I know it was supposed to be some silly take on the Nutcracker, at least that's what they are saying...but I immediately thought.....circus, clowns, nephilim.  source We all float down here. I mean really, once you see, you cannot unsee. Anyone thinking I'm looking too deeply into this doesn't understand anything about the extent they go to to brainwash us through mass media. Don't say to yourself, "well that was weird." Ask yourself, "of all things, why would this be what they decided on?" Because if it is broadcast to us, there's a reason. There's always a reason for the things they shove on us. Why do you think there are so many focus groups? They want to understand the brain of the average consumer. They want to understand your brain so that they can use it against you. Uh oh, now we're going over towards magic

weird things are happening v.167

*In the movie  Leave the World Behind,  a map of  cyber attacks  is shown. If you pause the screen you can make out a QR code over Kentucky that leads you to the abandoned Lake Shawnee Amusement Park. It is the location of a  Native American burial ground  where lots of freaky stuff has happened. Wonder what it means. *Deuteronomy 28:47-48 "Because you did not serve the Lord your God joyfully and gladly in the time of prosperity, therefore in hunger and thirst, in nakedness and dire poverty you will serve the enemies that the Lord sends you. He will put a yoke of iron around your neck until he has destroyed you." Hmm, lets do a google and see what a yoke of iron is.                                                Well that is certainly interesting. *CDC recommends busting out those chemical-filled, lung destroying and cancer causing  masks  for the new variant of 'pirola.' I appreciate that they are finally admitting that all of this is causing cognitive and neurologi

so no one told you life was gonna be this way

Peppy and I watched Leave the World Behind on Saturday night. I don't want to spoil the movie for anyone, but I have some thoughts. So don't read this if you haven't seen the movie or you plan to see it. I'm really going to just throw all my comments in a post and it will probably be more rambling than normal.   The movie started like many end of the world movies begin, and I honestly kept asking myself if I had seen this movie before. I knew it had only recently been released, but my brain kept telling me, "Deanna you've already seen this." I guess there's only so many ways you can set up a movie, but I think this was intentional. You get comfortable because you think you've seen this a million times before. Then you see the entire family driving to their vacation, all while in their own realities plugged into their own devices. The adults don't seem to really know their children at all. The daughter seems to only live off of dead pop culture

fa la la la la la la la lies

A great thing about my brain operating in the level of consciousness it does is that the physical world does not exist outside of the four walls I can see. I know a huge chunk of humanity is also currently operating in the same mode, so it should be much easier to shake off these current timeline reset traditions. Our reset got a goofy cartoon Santa with flying reindeer, because apparently we are too cultured and too  civilized to understand the *primitive* gods and their chariots. Clearly these ancient peoples just didn't have the words or understanding to describe things in the scientific way we do today.  Those ancient idiots who actually made things and didn't stare into a screen all day long while an outside influence fed them all their thoughts and feelings. How did they form opinions without someone telling them what to think? Whatever did they do with all their time? (I'll give you hint: They built things designed to last, like some of those ancient buildings world

"you drive like you're vaccinated."

"Safe and effective?" "No. Prone to causing heart attacks and stroke." I've made a couple observations lately. The first is that people seem to have forgotten basic traffic rules. No one understands who goes first at a four-way stop anymore, people aren't even stopping at stop signs or looking before they cross traffic and turn. Twice in the last two weeks I have watched how people seem to have forgotten that emergency vehicles with their sirens on get the right of way. Get out of their way, folks. I have twice witnessed vehicles continuing to drive and not moving over for both a fire truck and an ambulance. It's almost like there are tons of people who are like I was a couple years ago, who are acting without thinking. Who are fearless. Who are operating from a lower level of consciousness and are watching their lives from the backseat. It's the vaccines, it's covid, it's radiation poisoning, it's 5g. Whatever it is, its not going anywhe

make a craft with me!

Tomorrow is my friend's birthday and I was looking up gift ideas for her earlier this week, because, you know, lifetime procrastinator over here. She works as our door person at the food bank, which means she is the very first face our clients come in contact with. I don't have the extroverted personality to be the door person, but Stacy was born for that job. I found these mustard seed necklaces, as in if you have faith the size of a mustard seed you will move mountains , and I thought that is something she would like, but they looked a young for a 52 year old woman. Although who am I to really talk, because people often tell me I'm dressed like a teenager, and I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not. So I'm not always sure what is considered age appropriate or not, as long as its not obvious like a romper. There should be an age limit with that one. I think maybe it was the chain that made it look young. I think the pendant itself is cute. Anyway, I kept sc

weird things are happening v.166

*The skies in Mongolia turn  blood red .  *There is a subreddit, starseeds, that keeps popping up on my home page. A  starseed is a spiritual person who believes they are here from another planet to help raise the vibration of humans. You know, light workers, indigo children, the new age lie. Anyway, one  post in particular caught my attention, because these people are seeing cherubim and seraphim and they don't know what they are experiencing. Scripture in Job tells us that God visits us in dreams, but people often don't even realize it. Here's a comment from the OP who had an encounter with the "wheel within a wheel" mentioned in Ezekiel.  well it appeared to me first and told Me ’do not be afraid’ and then it altered my energies to the most incredible feeling of love I’ve ever felt. Days later it came back, bigger and it entered my mind & it told me some weird story about ‘in the beginning god created light and darkness..’ and it was extremely painful *Tuc

everyone has been rizzed by deception

My first recommended news article this morning was for the 2023 word of the year- rizz.  I know a lot of words but I didn't know what that meant because I've never heard a single person use that word before. Apparently it means someone's ability to seduce you. "You been rizzed." Or maybe "You got the rizz."  Rizzle Razzle. Razzle Dazzle. Glitter hands, glitter hands, glitter hands, glitter hands, razzle dazzle. Razzle dazzle.  Oh, take me back to the innocence of Yo Gabba Gabba and Leslie Hall in 2013. How much has changed in just ten short years.  I'm sorry. I stopped following along when people began using phrases like LOL and JK in real life. El oh El. Jay Kay. These are not words. My writing is much more eloquent and coherent than me verbally trying to get a point across, but you will never, ever, ever hear me use an abbreviation as a real word, unless it is a brand like AirBNB where saying "air bed and breakfast" would make absolutely

where to begin

I've had this five day roaming occipital migraine since last Sunday. Yesterday was the first day it started to really let up, and finally today it is gone. I think, I hope. I started having an aura last Sunday and then it just kind of traveled around the TN affected side of my face. Fortunately these are not the nauseating and thunderclap migraines, and are more of a dull, pulling annoyance with the back of my head sore like I knocked it on a cabinet or the car trunk. These typed of headaches are usually brought on by stress. I'm not pointing any fingers, but there is a direct correlation between life events and when my headache came on. Hah.  It is over now, and that is all that counts. Yesterday I was reading something on my laptop and I could kind of feel an aura trying to creep back up in my left eye, so I closed my laptop and put in on my coffee table, and I kid you not, I had the real sensation that I was closing a book and just forgetting what it was about. Like I could

weird things are happening v.165

*Philippines hit by a 7.6  earthquake  on Saturday, and then a 6.4  earthquake  off the island region on Sunday morning. *Just a regular day ending up 2023, the UK advises what to do in case of a  radiation emergency . *Is the vaccine/shedding actually  biochemically lobotomizing  the world? Signs point to YES. *A giant  seamount  nearly twice as high as the world's tallest building has been found underwater in Guatemala.  *Rogue  star  could knock earth out of orbit. Hmm, reminds me of the  dream  I had two months ago, although the article says it won't happen for a billion years, so you can all relax now. We will all be dead by then. *China orders a cover-up to downplay the mystery  pneumonia  that is spreading. *I have been reading a lot of personal accounts of owners who have dogs that have (or have had) the  respiratory virus . Most of these personal accounts claim to have dogs on large farming/outdoor properties with pets that don't come into contact with other dogs,

flashback friday

Generally when I cook dinner I am either watching some video on conspiracies or ancient history, or I am just working in silence. I do enjoy music, but having my frontal lobe munched on, I have a very hard time deciding what music I want to listen to and it ends up frustrating me not being able to think of anything. So I prefer to just learn.  Last night I randomly thought of my "it's time to die (covid 19)" playlist that I made almost four years ago. I'd say that my immediate suspicions were pretty spot on. I remember telling Peppy in March 2020 that a switch had been flipped that could not be undone and life was never going to be the same again. And here we are, almost four years later about to try this lockdown thing again? Ah, I've already told you guys that I played by the rules for the first year out of consideration for those around me who lived in fear. But not this time. I've made enough people angry over the last three years that I just don't rea