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?
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.
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.
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.
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).
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.
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.
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.
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