Up very early. Must have slept just 4 1/2 hours. Have a sore throat like Mom’s now. Ate some honey which works quite well. Didn’t do much writing last night. Will have an uphill task today and tomorrow when I bring the tale home.
Worked out before dawn. Good cardio. Feeling stronger. Yet to begin today’s writing. Got cleaned earlier. Yet to brush.
Brushed. Prince William and Barneous Liew saw the future again and it wasn’t good. They forget what I told them about present moment choices and the future not quite yet being formed in the guise of an emotional haze. I suppose I should teach them: do not SEE into the future. FEEL it forming each step you take. And don’t feel what you must do before you take a step. Feel what you forgot to account for, then make a choice, then feel your future. Takes a paradigm shift in logic.
Back from a quick run up and down our gated road. Feeling okay, not tremendously satisfied but good. Got an immune system boost to fight off Mom’s offloaded sore throat and weakness. She can no longer fall sick for long as her body is breaking down, thus she offloads her problems. Thing is, I am also nursing a stroke.
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Took a hot shower with minimal soap after having a fart that lasted circa 45 seconds. Someone must be nervous of the end times coming upon us. Mom gave me vitamin C and we had a simple lunch of eggs and beans. Feeling a little weak and achey in the knees. Thankfully, not feverish or sore much. I am sleeping on a half folded thin futon now. This is because I feel more tender today.
Plotted the 11th chapter of Exploration: osotb. Have to be deft to weave it all together. Will start at 3pm after a rest. Antichrist forces plotting in mindspace and lashing out with pain-givers to the nape. We have countermeasures fortunately.
Had a nice dinner punctuated by strikes from Barneous Liew, one of the witches 6. Somehow they cannot relinquish their pride and thus their lies. And I’m supposed to speak on the rapture soon. Have to think of what to do carefully.
Took my meds early. Going to have an early night. May write a bit later.
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