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Sun Day in Current Events

  • Nov. 7, 2021, 9:21 a.m.
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Toni asked me last week how I felt about letting her take care of Bob’s cat for a few months while he works out of town. She’s been breaking a few tenant rules already which makes me a little uncomfortable but that’s my problem. She isn’t doing anything heinous but catsitting feels like a big ask and again, that’s my problem. I told her that at the end of the day I like having a cat around and she can make this choice herself. The worst that can happen is getting caught and then being asked to get rid of him.

I got home from my sister’s this morning and Scally is here with us, Bob’s cat. He’s beaten up pretty badly from the vet. Scally is old and having issues defecating. The vet squeezed a load out of him, so barbaric. He’s very friendly. He’s a little shaky but it will be nice to have him around. He’s a black cat with long fur and green eyes. Gorgeous. I think I got excited about him being a black cat because I was looking at tarot cards yesterday, lol.

Yesterday I had a movie night with my niece and nephew. Well, I got there after Vincent’s nap and we spent the whole day together. My sister feels a shift within herself that she doesn’t like. She’s losing control of her temper while trying to control her two children. When her husband is home, he works out of town for weeks at a time, they are more behaved. She’s trying her hardest and is doing a great job. She just doesn’t like how aggressive she is becoming. Also, the relationships she has with her children are changing also and it is making her feel some type of way. #ParentThings

I left this morning feeling deeply sad because of the targets my niece and nephew have on their backs. The government and their supporters, the wasteful eaters, are demanding that everybody co-parent with the government and sign them up for a medical trial. For the first time in history, we are using children as a shield to protect vile and selfish adults that do not love themselves. This is not hyperbole, these adults are vile and profane. They do not take care of themselves and are codependent on a system that is hurting them. They will win stupid prizes for their stupid choices. They demand that we all protect them against something that doesn’t even exist in reality. Those creeple are not victims, they are degenerates that do not protect themselves from toxemia and manage their deficiencies. The world owes them nothing. Germs don’t even cause disease, you either figured out the healthcare hoax system or you didn’t. If you didn’t, then congratulations you’re in a medical cult that is robbing you of your health for capital. Enjoy your new religion of medical $cience. It’s all just a repurposed system of priestcraft. We have the aluminum-free brain cells to rub together to generate an original thought or we don’t. I don’t want to care about this medical Taliban anymore. We can’t save them from themselves. I just want the world to move on from these demonic medical fascists. They have no grace, no God and no soul. They’ve cognitively hijacked narcissists with zero self-awareness.

That rant felt good. It wasn’t fair though. Plenty of good honest people are just being backed into a corner and doing their best and they have my compassion, of course. There are also plenty of good people stuck in a bad healthcare system. It’s just frustrating to try and get people to use their god-given power of discernment instead of just reciting their indoctrination and/or cable news. Everybody is afraid to be a medical and media heretic, I get it. I was there too. The truth is nothing to be afraid of. There are just so many paradigms that we need to flip. Whatever, I don’t want to polarize with any of that today.

It’s a gorgeous day out and I want to go to the market downtown and buy some sage and sweetgrass from the Ojibwe store. I have a lot of meal prep to do today also. I was going to do a coffee enema but I think I will wait until my next day off. I want an easy, breezy day. So I’ll just get to it then.


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