Was up lateish. Couldn't get cleaned, just very gassy. Drank some water for breakfast. Balloons floated above my avatar as I type this in Blogger. Google remembered my birthday. And in the UK, Charles III must be celebrating his as well.
Almost 9am. A few hours to get cleaned, washed, and changed before lunch out. What does this day hold that's special?
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It was a good day, yet a mixed bag. Sis took us to an Indian joint for lunch. Then Mom took us to have Vietnamese food. By the end of it Dad and Mom caught what might be Covid, and I felt phlegmy as well. Shortly, we were assaulted by kids and babies, tugging at our friends from the west who do important work. It was the witchy Liew 6, trying to burn down the world. Don’t know if it’s prophetic but I sure didn’t want Josh and Allison and even little me to get killed and shitted on. Not to mention Davie who is so kind. Danny you witnessed it first hand.
So we took the young ones dancing then we sat them down and unravelled the witchcraft that they had learnt from the Asian witchy 6. We replaced their critical learnings and we danced again. This time they held firm against the witch and her forces from Asia (Yea, I am Asian, ozzie born) and we survived -for now. They did 5 countries. Such is their power. This is surely near the end but could it be only the beginnings of the labor pains? Time will tell.
Will take my meds and brush soon, circa 11pm. Right now a daring raid into the witchspaces then a cleanup by the west from the outside, as they planned.
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Now past midnight, took my meds, brushed, and worked out. Feeling good. Kids regressed a bit, showing they don’t love God. Not yet. Still trying to prove that there might be a God to these people. I guess I need to research more.
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