2020 Review Part 2

Multiverse 6

Jupiter Saturn Conjunction

It’s Christmas week and, as at time of writing, the Jupiter-Saturn Conjunction kicks off today. As an Aquarian, it’s apparently going to affect me more than many. Life changing, it seems. Not sure how much more ’life changing’ stuff I can take but will be happy with a big lottery/Premium Bonds win. That is if the World Economic Forum doesn’t try and prise it away from me.

This conjunction does not currently appear to be working in Trump’s favour as I gather he has already moved his personal items from the White House. Not sure how this plays to Peter Novak’s much-repeated predictions that Trump will serve a second term.

Although Novak says it will kick off in January or at least in the last week of this year, I think there might well be an undercurrent of panic and desire clouding his interpretations.

Post-Brexit trade talks continue to confirm how venal and controlling the EU Project has always been. France as of yesterday have closed borders causing lorries to pile up in Dover. Nothing to do with a new mutation, for sure, but more French blackmail. If they are not doing that, they cause violence to lorries, let thousands of Islamic illegals dinghy through – AND we are paying them ever more to stop them.  

If these aren’t some form of Groundhog End Times, I don’t know what is.

US Election Fraud

This is an interesting documentary and well worth a listen. Seems Trump has already moved his personal items from the White House so appears to have conceded.

Conspiracy Theories

 “You will own nothing and you will be happy”

Yes, I keep mentioning it but, seriously, this is the garbage the WEF is trying to foist on us, happily spread by the usual anarchists and dopes.

This year, conspiracy theories sound much saner than the mess we are being served up each and every day. Meanwhile the ‘elite’ seem to live their lives almost exactly as before. Just periodically lecturing those of us on the lower rungs. It is all puke-inducing and I feel horribly powerless.

Freedom of Expression

Whoever is pulling global strings does not want any criticism about the virus or vaccines or Trump. Several of my FBFs have either been banned for 30 days or in some cases had their accounts removed totally. 

Last Friday night, I actually felt a frisson of fear that ‘they’ are winning. “You will own nothing, and you will be happy”. That lot. (And yes, I cannot repeat it often enough as a warning. Pay ATTENTION!)

Meanwhile, I’ve taken to writing in circular fashion or code to reduce fallout.

Hermit Behaviour Is Encouraged

New CV madness. No travel beyond local so no meeting up with family as planned. I have lots of food and booze but curiously I am not actually drinking or eating it. 

Luckily, I haven’t put on any weight despite minimal exercise. I have barely been outside and definitely no long walks. The air still hangs heavy with worry at best and fear at worst – or so I have noticed during the times I have been out.

Oh, people smile at me and say hello. But still the vibes hang heavy.

At least in my own light and bright space, I feel good in myself and that I will be looked after in some way.

I haven’t bothered with Law of Attraction rules as the kind of things I want right now involve other people and are pretty big – Brexit success, issues with the US which will impact us heavily, Islamic immigration changing Western demographics – and all the crap that will entail – and similar.

Sure I want that detached home if only to have all my books out on bookshelves and not scrunched into boxes in the smallest bedroom. But until I see how this Great Reset is going to affect me, I am not pushing for it.

My personal prophecy tools indicate I am travelling and happily but that too is not something I can see as any vaccine – let alone multiple ones – will have to be forced on me. Meaning I will not be able to travel.

Virtual Relationships & Those Vibes Again

I guess we are going to have a lot more of them in the coming months and years.

And yet again the apparent current sender of admittedly intermittent vibes never communicates with me and is more interested in and solicitous of other women. In fact, just like T.

I actually do not mind as we are chalk and cheese, just curious and no nearer working out why I pick up these ‘unlikelies’ and not those of someone who would be right for me.

What kind of spiritual lessons might there be? It’s not as if we are mentally in tune let alone physically.

Someone DM’d the other day that love would find me. Love has. I know I am loved. What I need and want is someone who is mystically drawn to me. Twin Souls stuff rather than just soulmates who come in all kinds of metaphorical shapes and sizes.  It’s definitely not just for sex – however pleasurable the vibes might be.

Part 3 Review Coming Soon – Probably

There are undoubtedly more challenges and chaos to come before the year ends.

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2020 Review Part 1

Another year is coming to an end, so I guess I ought to have a review, if only to see what good things happened as well as what not to do next year.

The Year of Covid

I’d love to think this was just one dreadful year but whoever is directing this nightmare isn’t about to stop for the foreseeable future. Such brazen lies and mind manipulating and so many falling for it.  I’ve posted the many discrepancies on social media and am not going into them again here, but there will undoubtedly be many further issues and erosions of our liberties to come.

Small businesses have been suffering greatly while global corporations have become ever wealthier.

And then the vaccine

Not one I will be rushing to get, not only because of my allergic reactions but also because none of them have been properly tested. And who sane believes that great medical guru, Bill Gates?

Brexit Talks

As the Big Date (31st December 2020) approaches, Brexit pro and con arguments are on the increase once more. As of this blog post, I do not know what to believe or whether the EU will still have some control over us. Thanks to the free entry of thousands of Islamic illegals, I trust no-one.

Islamic Illegals

This has been a doubly horrendous year for wave after wave of illegal Islamic migrants swanning in – while we Brits were either in lockdown or with controlled movements of some kind. Some are being put up in four and five star accommodation which those of us who are paying for them could ill afford. Don’t want to burst a blood vessel, so I am definitely not going into that again. Have tweeted quite enough already. And with suggestions – ie offshore detention ships.

The Great Reset

This big idea of Klaus Schwab of the World Economic Forum being pushed by everyone from the Pope to Prince Charles – except Trump – has made no secret of its plans. ‘You will own nothing and you will be happy’. Writing of this too is making my blood pressure rise – again.

Trump

I am not a fan of his style and manner, but something is seriously amiss with the US elections. Not only has very obvious fraud been committed but the various layers of justice including their highest Supreme Court keep dismissing their cases. It is about to either fizzle out or ramp up in such a big way that talk of civil war is not farfetched.

MSM

The mainstream media has shed all semblance of integrity and honesty in reporting. It isn’t even doing a good job of brainwashing – except for the serially demented (most of whom are on the left but, sadly re Covid and Trump, there are quite a few on the right as well).

Health

Surprisingly good. No hives but nasal flaking after eating the wrong things again (meaning stuff I love – cheese, nuts). Magnesium citrate has been excellent for keeping bloated tum to a minimum. Unfortunately, it has also made me horribly conscious of needing the loo a lot. And, sorry to be scatological, but bowel movements have been on the loose side. Catch-22 then. I like having a flat tum but am not at all fond of unexpected loo visits. Even more so when half asleep!

Melasma almost went but then I overdid a lactic peel, so it was back to PIH, not helped by going without makeup for most of lockdown. The mineral makeup had and has been acting as a sunblock. Even inside, UV rays have a negative effect on hyperpigmentation.

Going without makeup, by the way, was because I wanted to feel good about myself with or without – and I did, up to a point. I quite like my thinning brows and as long as my eyes shine, I don’t look too frightening.

I did go to see the GP about my neck and got prescribed a stronger corti-something cream. Doesn’t seem to be working on my mole which seems to flatten and appear to go, but then the lump comes back. Am currently now using some gizmo that zaps it with an electrical charge. Seems to have reduced it minimally.

The other issue of over-keratinisation(?) may be down to insulin reaction – or something. Anyway, I don’t eat much if any sugar but had been eating more pasta and puff pastry. Gave those up and it too seems to have reduced. Still need to use rubbing alcohol and a potent neck wash which do nothing for my self-esteem.

Socialising Romance Dates Whatever

Most of my socialising has been with V in the garden in front – which has made her happy. Had lunch in Chichester with an erstwhile Twitter follower (male). Zero dates and sub-zero on the romance front.

Repeat Scripts

Physical romance might be sub-zero, but the year has been topped and tailed by a relatively similar ‘vibes’ scenario. Different men but, for some reason, channels with a roughly similar script in parts.

As is the way with Twitter, I discovered the Toad had been suspended – again. His blinkered female fans think it was for upsetting a journo. If past observation is anything to go by, I’d say his grooming pervy tendency got him into hot water again.

But, oddly, a month or so later, I felt his presence on Twitter. A most peculiar vibe. Actually, like a toad’s blinking, I felt him observing me. Somehow, I am sometimes still picking up his vibes. For now.

The other channel was useful in ‘taping over’ the frequency picked up. That said, unlike the Toad, this other seems disinterested in me per se and has shown no curiosity in any of this esoteric stuff.

End Times

Repetition of scripts (Groundhog spiritual evolution) is my current metaphysical view. In the same way that some of the Toad’s similarities are shared by the other channel, I think End Times are Groundhog scripts. The Antichrist and the Messiah appear in evolving forms, never quite right, but still signalling division and massive changes.

I have written a separate post on this, but it needs reviewing and editing so that’s just a taster.

Will post this and add more as the month progresses.

Corner Artwork

It’s called Sunrise Xmas and is the artwork for this year’s e-card. Hope with the bird and the sunrise.

2020 Review Part 2

Coming soon.

Testing: Shopping Eating Out

Testing Shopping And Eating Out

The last few days have been horribly September-ish so the promised sunshine was a good excuse to get out. £26 Boots’ loyalty points and a book gift card from R from February were added incentive.

Apart from my hat blowing off and making my forehead tacky, it was a pleasant enough walk (circa 3 miles there). Passed one bloke with dog on path. I moved to the inside so the dog was on the outer edge but other than that neither of us budged even an inch let alone two metres. And he boomed ‘Good’. Presumably meaning he too wasn’t paranoid about social distancing.

Loads of pavement markers everywhere to reinforce the need to keep one’s distance – which most only bothered with when forced too.

Spent my loyalty points and got a freebie on top. The gift card was spent on The Prisoners of Geography – which I am going to read cover to cover. (Not.) Then popped into Superdrug who do not deliver any salicylic products. Click and Collect only. Except they don’t sell them in the Rustington store either. Bit daft. But did get a rash cream reduced to 40p – which she was going to charge me full price for till I pointed it out.

Oh, and I bought some green makeup. Photo above is with blue makeup – which is also my getting older without giving a damn thing. There is some barely spoken dictum that when we get older, less is more. Not going to overdo anything but I suddenly felt the need for some colour on my eyes. Hence the blue and now green shadow.

(The neon green muzzle is for face covering should it be asked for as the scarf version (see photo in earlier post) was way too hot.

And on to Waitrose.

The queue – apparently reduced – was right round the block. So no Waitrose.

Lunch. Or not.

Plenty of eateries were full but I chose the Italian which was almost empty. Sat down and was asked to sanitise my hands. Happy to do so. Asked for my name and telephone number. Less happy. Asked why and he said something about contacting me if anyone got Covid.

The restaurant was practically EMPTY. There were THREE other people there.

Said no thanks and went off to Estabilo. Crummier food and glasses that do not appeal but despite wanting me to ‘fill out a form’ on my way out, they didn’t make a song and dance, so I had a drink and a light snack. And did not fill out the form.

Walked back through Ham Manor across the golf course. Been a while as it’s less pleasant when the weather is off. The other way through it has shown up the chavvier neighbours with some gardens untended and overgrown during lockdown. This other way is a bit more ‘exclusive’.

Or was.

Large partitioned off area on one of the more attractive partially wooded areas of the golf course.

I asked a golfer whether they were building more homes there and it seems they are. Two years they had been fighting to stop it, the Irish man said. I sympathised and said where I lived they were also building on every spare green space.

Almost back home but then decided to have some actual lunch at The Lamb.

Sadly, it was practically empty though there may have been more in the garden at the back. Heavens knows how they will break even.

Lockdown has been utter madness for the economy, for people struggling to make a living and for creating a climate of fear. Most of those dying – and, to be frank, the numbers are not a lot higher than usual death rates, are those who are elderly, infirm or with dodgy immune systems.

It will take a long time to change mental perceptions with regard to work as well as health.

It’s clearly not just in the UK so someone or some powerful group has forced the entire world to become fearful and kill their economies for around half a million deaths globally. Meaning that is nothing in the scale of things.

And yes of course I feel great sorrow for those who have lost loved ones, for those whose health is struggling to return to normal. But they are not the norm. And the majority are being punished for those sad few.