Manifesting in Current Events

I’m starting to feel spread thin again with my time. That is my own fault of course. I have a four-day weekend and I don’t have any time set aside for myself. Well, on Monday I do. So far. I need to be grateful that I have people to spend time with. I’ve been going non-stop since the con-19 restrictions were lifted.

Today I pick up my sister from the airport. She is in town for the weekend. We head over to my other sisters for the day and night. Tomorrow she comes home with me. Sunday we have Thanksgiving with my mother. Then on Monday, she gets dropped off at the airport. It’s going to be a very special weekend. She’s fallen off the face of the stationary flat earth.

I’ve been manifesting pretty hard yesterday. When I left work depressed on Tuesday, I suddenly saw synchronicities with numbers, aggressively. I haven’t been manifesting anything great, however. For example, on the way to work, I was thinking about how awful it was to pack up seasonal last year. I was content about not having to participate in that. I was also thinking about how much I don’t want to work with Mike. Then somebody was a no-show and I was assigned to help Mike do that. Another example is that I thought about how I wasn’t going to get offered to pick up any shifts. That also didn’t happen. Then I thought about how everybody around me has been catching a cold. I thought about how I hadn’t had one since before I quit eating meat almost seven years ago. I was working too close to the chemical aisle and could feel my body slowly getting triggered. Sore throat, headache, congestion. I just have a mild congestion situation this morning. I don’t think that I will be triggered into a healing crisis. Flus are a detox, colds are bacteria.

I was thinking about that comedian who performs without his shirt and has that dad bod. I hate that. We spent the last few years being coerced into protecting people who suck at their own health. Over 90% of people who died from the event we call covid had obesity. It’s just an objective fact that people with obesity are officially a burden to society. We’re free to suck at life and health but we aren’t supposed to be free to burden somebody else with it. Not that disease works that way anyway. Germ theory is pseudoscience after all. Anyway, my roommate tried to put that on last night and I just went to bed. Comedy sucks anyway. It’s woke, we just get ultimatums. It’s gross. It’s just hideous, deeply unattractive people, and/or women, just being vulgar about sex. That’s just not my cup of tea. Comedians are the joke now. If you don’t like it then society tells you that you are the problem. You’re anti-this and that.

What I keep thinking about is how bad it would be if my car broke down. This I am trying to not manifest. Saturn is in retrograde, I need to be mindful here.

I have been feeling heavy, what seems to have bubbled up for me to deal with, mentally, is this whole gay acceptance. Just been encountering rhetoric about it all again. I have my own karma to clean up, obv.

I was hoping to have time to study the material from class this weekend. It’s going to be hard. I’m thinking I am going to offer my sister my car tomorrow. To drive around and do whatever she wants for the day. Visit people, shop. Then I can have time to hit the books. I really want to get a workout in this weekend. Blah.

Anyway, it’s time to go get my life right. I’m just impatiently waiting for my roommate to leave for work. So close, yet so far.