She just broke records by selling a album that no one knew she did
Beyoncé: Marketing genuis
Sex, cussing, and Christmas. What else can you expect from Cindy Lauper and the HIVES.
Evening, all.
My father is still receiving hospital care, but his situation has improved over the past 24 hours—greatly. Hopefully those encouraging circumstances continue..and maybe he will have a great Christmas surrounded by a thankful family at the dinner table in 2013.
Meanwhile, my personal insanity continues. This whole business I have been writing about, concerning time slips, Nelson Mandela, and other weird momentary lapses of common sense, is continuous. My sister had a flashback to a previous life. I had a garbled phone call with my mother in which it sounded like a million voices chattering at once—the call was followed by me seeing a vision of a meteor while my mom told me to make a wish without knowing I was seeing anything.
Yes, all things could be chalked up to coincidental oddities.. Weird events are peppered through a seemingly normal life. What we need to discover is if those odd events are odd just because they are, or because they are a part of another pattern of existence.
I am truly fascinated by ‘time’ .. and the way we perceive it.
Last night, while my family and I were at my father’s bedside quietly speaking, I tuned in to a very listenable Coast to Coast AM NOT hosted by George Noory, but instead Dave Schrader. It was so good I voluteered to m make a 3AM Dunkin Donuts run for the family so I could get some alone time with paranormal radio. The open lines portion of the program was the best part.. callers thinking that Kirk Douglas was dead..callers expressing their opinions on the Mandela Affect—something I have written about in recent days due to my own perceptions of deja vu and parallel timelines converging for a few short seconds. I recommend the final two hours of the program. It got me through a long winter’s night of hospital silence..
I am inspired to venture further down this road of time. Multiple universes? Dimensions.. a potential infinite number of infinities in 10 or more dimensions..
So much to try to understand. I have a mission now. Discover something about things I never knew.
Is there a God?
If there are an infinite number of potential universes with an infinite number of infinities, then there’s a chance in one of those there IS a God. Maybe this one.
I don’t know.
But with improving health, my father’s situation could be attributed to a God. Maybe.
Time..of the essence and the essence itself.
SNOOPY!
CHRISTMAS!
YEP.
Good evening..
Something else fun to think about at Christmas.
Thanks for the reminder, New York POST
It’s not going to be an historic snowstorm, but that is sure a lot of people..
I’m in the mix too. 6-12 here..
Pretty clearly this correlates with falling global temperatures. We are all subjects to the big hot star in the sky..
Going back a bit.. this was a hit song in 1996, LONG DECEMBER, by the COUNTING CROWS. It was worthy of the hit it was..
And the message of the song is as poignant as it was in 1996.. a long December, days go by so fast.
Good evening, all… Night t’all.
On Wednesday sign language experts expressed outrage that an impostor who was clearly illiterate in the linguistic skills of signing could have pulled off such a stunt. He was a constant presence on the stage of the national memorial on Tuesday, watched not only by the audience in the vast soccer stadium in Soweto but by hundreds of millions on television.“This ‘fake interpreter’ has made a mockery of South African sign language and has disgraced the South African sign language-interpreting profession,” said Bruno Druchen, the national director of DeafSA, a Johannesburg advocacy organization for the deaf. In a statement posted on the organization’s Facebook page, Mr. Druchen said, “The deaf community is in outrage.”
Time slips.. being in one place and time and not the same the next. Thinking you’re in the wrong timeline, by accident or on purpose?
Don’t tell me it never happened to you…
Thanks for the ‘question’ .. I mean lots of ‘stuff.’ As a matter of fact, again without going into gory details, there’s a medical emergency taking place within the family. At the same time the occurrence took place, deja vu happened. At the same time deja vu happened, other accidental coincidences took place to make certain things fall into place. At the same time things were falling into place, people were seeing others come to them—the people coming were not dead yet.. At the same time the people were not dead yet, people were on the phone with people were calling them at the same time.
Also included with the mix: Weird moments in which a room feels like it literally moves and you’re in one place but another place a second later.
Oh, and did I mention the ultimate time slip? Nelson Mandela died and his funeral was this week. Maybe for the second time.
This may all sound crazy. When I finally get sleep again I may even think I WAS crazy for writing it.. but call me crazy. I am crazy.
Maybe crazy in this realm.. but what about the other? Maybe the other is actively banging into this one all the time..
A brief update, there has been a personal crisis within the family, I do not want to going to any more details at this time.
It however has kept me from updating this website.. I did not forget about you all out there, I will write some more on this matter as it develops, but at this time I do not wish to speak about it on a public forum I only request that you send me prayers or collective consciousness to help someone in the family who is struggling for life..
…when I do speak about it I intend on sharing a very strange series of events that has me convinced time travel and time slips are occurring and we often don’t even know it..
You may call me crazy when you hear it, but until then there are personal matters that I and my family need to tend to..
Stay tuned for more about that, plus I will try to throw a few updates about otherworldly events over the next couple of days if all goes well…
Christmas music season starts.. thanks to Joni Mitchell and the RIVER..
Good morning, all.
I am thinking of some personal matters today, deeply..
Is it possible—just a thought—that there are multiple universes? Filled with multiple possibilities? Is it possible that strange moments of deja vu are truly signs that you HAVE lived through this all before.
Is it possible that someone can die in another realm and come to this one to warn someone to make another choice—thereby letting both people live full lives in this realm?
The family got quite a shock and shake up today with a major health crisis for a patriarch—I hope things end up ‘ok’ in the long.
But today has been the longest December 9th I can remember.. at least since 1997.
I know, all personal.. I speak in code, only I know the meaning.
Maybe I’ll explain one day.
In the mean time.. flow down ‘THE RIVER’ with Joni Mitchell and make today, tomorrow, and any day in your future the best days of your life.
I just wish fate and inevitability would give a few warning shots before they fire off..
MOSCOW (Reuters) - President Vladimir Putin tightened his control over Russia’s media on Monday by dissolving the main state news agency and replacing it with an organization that is to promote Moscow’s
Keep on rockin’ in the free world.
Unless you’re in jail for doing so…
Christmas should not be as scary a season as Halloween, but this year it is. The calender is beginning to haunt me. Time always haunts me and fascinates me all the same. It is quick to leave, but slow to get here.. A strange parallel in some way, right?
Nonetheless, I am watching the days tick away on the wall.. Christmas is approaching. 2014 is, too.
Imagine! 2014!? I still recall those olden days of the 20th century when, in grade school and high school, I’d made jokes about the upcoming Armageddon that awaited civilization with the end of the Mayan Calender in 2012. Oh, those good old days.
Every day I look at my documents of time, I realize how much closer we are to the magical day when gifts are open and turkeys and hams are eaten—and how unprepared for the pagan celebration I truly am.
Hopefully that changes this week with a paycheck and some bargain outlets. And maybe a few nice stores in between..
Nothing too wild. After all, my son likes cardboard boxes better than the gifts they house at this point, anyway. Not sure if that same logic works for the rest of the family, though. It better be a really nice cardboard box..