Well hello everyone, today is Saturday.  Tamara and another staff member did their abuse harassment last night and severely triggered me, but I am mostly okay this morning and hope to do my comedy show Sunday.  I do not know why it is allowed and continues.  It has now gone on for two years.  I had thought a few times, maybe it is their job or something, to make me feel bad when I take medicine, for reasons I don’t know.  But it isn’t. It is severe abuse. It is a bad life problem.  My birthday is soon and I will be 47.  That leaves me probably about 6 years left to suffer from emotional abuse.  It won’t all be here.  I do not know how much longer I have here, but I still have some mail to get for my name change so I think I should stay here at least through the summer and maybe all year.  And for some reason I have to be abused. It makes me not respect a lot of people because someone should have successfully intervened.

Sci Fi Monsters in the Bronx

Hello everyone, today is Sunday. I just did my laundry. It went well.  I also ate some jello fluff salad.  Yesterday I saw a doctor about some stomach acid from a certain combination of food and emotional abuse.  I feel better today.  

I did not go downtown to my new church.  Today I am attending the last night service of saddleback because my online church is doing a sermon series that I don’t appreciate.  ‘

 

I posted a video on facebook about my thin book series.  It is kind of funny, kind of rude.  Not perfect and I am wearing the same shirt as my last video.  But for some reason that is how it worked out.  That was a weird experience this week but I think I got it right in the long run.

 

So okay. What else.  I told my neighbors that I wasn’t going to give them food any more because one guy tried to make me look guilty on video, like he pretended to hand me money or something so it would cloud his drug dealing ways.  And now I notice that he walks to the town square between two high schools.  But people were genuinely sad and hurt when I said I was stopping the food sharing.  So maybe I will just try to warn the schools about him, and still give food to the mostly innocent.  Though he could try to take it from them.  So I don’t know what to do about that.

 

Something else happened last night when I was going to sleep, which is that I had one of my mild nocturnal seizures and heard a voice.  And the voice said cheerfully, “I’m going to get a cord.”  And I genuinely believe I heard a young angel’s thoughts as they finished defeating one of the enemies that attacks me during seizures.  It is a classic case of Temporal Lobe Epilepsy, which overlaps with heaven and hell.  Read about it online, it is not a coincidence that it mixes with demon possession in the bible.  Anyway, I think I witnessed an angel realizing that it was going to get a reward.  And that reward might work like graduation regalia.  So I think that is really exciting, because I care about rewards and pray for that for people all the time.  This angel might be in some kind of ROTC program in a realm near me.

 

Well that is all.  One of my apartment friends just invited me to a church that he visits sometimes.  But he said he is not a Christian.  I think he probably is and doesn’t know it.  That is kind of funny how people are and aren’t or say so or don’t say so, and don’t know about other people. I guess it is like that for a reason.

 

Now there is a sermon online about Gideon.  People sometimes think I am Gideon when I am more like David.  Bible stories.  More interesting than we realize.  I think some angels and demons are time travelers, and that is how Christ defeated all of them at the cross.  Like they all try to target the cross because they know that is it, and that is why they were all there to be defeated once and for all.  And when the beast is destroyed at the end of revelation, it was trying to get to the garden and and create a time loop.  Think about it.  What are “ages,” astronomically?  Why is everything in orbits and circles instead of lines?  It holds up well with verses about destination. 

 

Well have a good day everyone.

Bye everyone, try not to be flammable in the long run

 Hello everyone, this is Refried, writing from NYC where we had an earthquake a little while ago.  It happened right after I talked to my insurance company for the fourth time about changing my account to my legal name.  I felt the problems of insurance, the dirty money and power grab, the way I tried to fill out a survey praising the person for good customer service but had to say low numbers about what the company has done to me, knowing they are going to blame her for their numbers.  And then rumble rumble, the floor is shaking, it's an earthquake in a major city that built a nuclear power plant near a faultline.  I went outside to sit for a while, but possibly there will be more rumbles that I will feel in my fourth floor apartment in a flimsy building.  I think I still have it good here, and have a day off even from chores, other than the oppressive insurance difficulties that have harmed me now for my entire adulthood.  

Life is short, we are like grass in the wind, or something like that, heaven will be for eternity, God has already intervened in the problem most severe, which is our own foolish forfeiting of our status in his eyes.  That was Jesus on the cross, figure out how it works, time could be up for any of us about anything at any time.

Well, that is all, I remember those people who always say natural disasters are because God is mad. Well I am like them except it has to do with my personal problems.  It's interesting, because I do have injustice that matches whatever God does today.