Isn’t it something when sick people who are extremely jealous and envious of us try to relentlessly stop us within life then attempt to blames us when or if difficulty occurs knowing all along that they were behind the sabotage to begin with?
As they deliberately try to cause damage for us through their duplicitous methods of intervention whether by lies and/or manipulation of circumstance they actually believe that we ourselves are suppose to be the scapegoat?
It was often so strange to me how these type of people considered themselves to be clever within their ominous ventures as their undertakings have always appeared and proved to be rather transparent within the keenly focused mind’s eye especially when the subject of their scheme was well aware of their own obvious talents and skill and logical reasoning of natural probability for success.
The red flag is automatically raised when particular essence according to bestowal does not properly go into fruition, so who is the genuine culpable fool?
Everyday people continue to come into the establishment asking about these furry toy animals that eventually hatch out of a large size egg and I wondered was that all that this source of entertainment actually did, was hatch out of a decorated egg without doing anything else because that is what it appeared like to me as I watched a clip of advertisement regarding the Hatchimals on the news a while back.
When I first saw the product and the box that it came in up close and within person I didn’t see or understand what all of the fuss was about as the item really didn’t attract my attention then after witnessing a more attentive observation over the broadcast my opinion of the toy went even lower.
I cannot see purchasing over fifty dollars for this item or running around in a frenzy trying to gain possession of it the way people have been doing for their children, to me it is not worth the effort.
Every time we get a new shipment of Hatchimals people are standing outside the store before it opens to be the first one to beat out another since they sell out so quickly.
Just today when I left out from work this morning after doing an overnight shift before the store opened a lady was pacing back an forth in front of the store out in the freezing cold (the weather is very brisk here in New York right now) questioning me about these Hatchimals and informing to me that she has been there every morning waiting for the opportunity to get her hands on one of those “surprise hatch” toys as the buyer doesn’t know what selection of animal/fowl is going to come out from that egg!
So when I got home I finally went onto the Hatchimal website just to get a bigger picture of what this shit was all about all the while knowing that it couldn’t exactly be anything that spectacular as the hype was making it out to be. Okay, I found out that this item is an interactive toy and I watched the video on the site as to how the Hatchimal functions and I burst into laughter at this phenomenon.
Now I could see if the children were making such a fuss over “Georgie The Interactive Puppy” as he is cute and cuddly and actually responds to twelve commands and over one-hundred interactions within a pup-like manner, even the “Calico Critters” are cute as they have been out for years and they don’t do anything but not this nonsense.
Georgie also cost over one hundred dollars but is often on sale yet I would purchase that interactive puppy before I would ever dream of wasting money on that Hatchimal crap, however, every generation has its craze. For me it was Barbie back then and to me she and all of her accessories was well worth it and when I was coming up back in the day it was the Cabbage Patch Kids that was driving everyone crazy, I had seven of them dolls when I was a child.
It is nice to look back and reminisce from the old days.
For the most part I come from a high class family with the exception of my father’s side. A few bad apples don’t spoil the whole entire family of generations and I am very proud of my lineage of strong and independent women and strong hardworking men yet I wasn’t able to post my grandmother’s large size fabulous family of relatives from Virginia so for now I’ll just post some of the beautiful memories of my grandfather’s before a few of the bad apples (his mother, his son when he got older, and his other daughter that I didn’t bother to post) became rotten.
To others some of us unique individuals are considered strange or not normal and mainly because many of us that are within the rare category do not do the same things that everyone else does, nor do we think, feel or react within the same fashion as the ordinary.
As we are very unlike the average and strongly linked to the supernatural we are found to be quite mysterious and interesting as people learn from us and then sometimes even try to copy/duplicate us I’ve experienced this all throughout life.
I have never considered myself to be weird within any of my differences that were innate and that had come natural to me. To me, I was completely normal within my own right, and I was, and still am.
I consistently felt secure and proud within my distinction.
People often look at us as strange human beings because we do not fit into the usual mode of the majority yet what others never seemed to understand is that we may also often look at them as the ones who are ‘bizarre’ as they do not fit into the usual mode of our uncommon minority.
Like I have expressed before there are a combination of reasons why my enemies who are known and who are unknown to me through out the years have worked and have attempted to work black magic on me and also on my family aside from the obvious envy and jealousy but another reason they had came after me aside for me knowing things through clairvoyance/extrasensory perception was for what I had divulged through a book that I had written mentioning dirt that was done by some of them.
The only people within life that I have ever had any problems out of were junkies and other types of trash as they all operate and function on such a very low level of intellectual comprehension and spiritual vibration. There are some that are within a category all by themselves and that are exceptions; however the majority of them are fixed and stationary.
As a person of higher consciousness I was able to connect or adapt to all types of universal channels, people and situations accept those in which were incongruous with my state of essence as well as existence. I was never meant or destined to intermingle or associate with these types of individuals yet through unnatural circumstances and certain life detouring events I had to make acquaintance just like so many of us unintentionally have done only to be protected and unaffected by the grace around us due to the fact that instances was beyond our control and because we are a strong group of folk with grave purpose and that had vital divine influence and guidance.
There are sometimes always so much more to a story, detail, and the interpretation. It is the wise mind that analyzes weighs out the facts probabilities and possibilities as well as the never knows. Nevertheless, one does not have to cater to the ignorant mind that draws up inaccurate conclusions within their undeveloped scope of view or faculty.
All that matters is to include and strive for the truth. And liars hate the truth. And one person’s fact can be another person’s fiction depending on the elements and aspects of diversity as well as wavelength. I had to figure out a long time ago as a teen why one would be accused of telling a lie when they are definitely telling the truth aside from the other person’s lack of knowledge (ignorance) and deliberate denial (intentionally lying while indeed knowing the truth).
There were enemies that wanted to shut me up, part of the reason they wanted me to go insane, figuring if I was considered crazy that I would not have any credibility but their Voodoo didn’t work back then because my mind, spirit and constitution was much stronger as I am of the light and have so much legitimate belief in what I know within the universe.
Chapter five titled “The Trip” signified the physical travel along with the mental travel that was endured in this genuine excerpt:
You see, my aunt Charise was sixteen years old in the summer of 1982. A trip to Virginia was organized by a neighbor on her block. Any of the teenagers who wanted to go had to pay a fee. Charise’s money was given up front. There would be no refunds for anyone who canceled out.
Two or three days prior to the trip, Charise and one of the other girls scheduled to go got into a fist fight. Charise beat the girl’s ass. But long before that incident, Charise had decided not to go to Virginia.
“Look, you are going”, Catherine hollered. “After I done spent my money!”
Charise had no choice whether she liked it or not she would have to go on account of her mother.
The trip lasted for a week. When it was over and the teenagers had returned, Pat received a phone call. “Charise is sick”, said Mrs. Boatwright, the neighbor who’d organized the trip.
“She’s sick?” Pat asked
“Yes”, I am going to bring her home”.
When Mrs. Boatwright brought Charise to the house she wasn’t sick in the way Pat thought she would be. Pat figured maybe it was a stomach ache, but it was quite the contrary. Charise was sick out of her mind.
“What happened?” Pat exclaimed.
“I don’t know”, said Mrs. Boatwright.
Charise walked up and down the street talking to herself she was very hyperactive, like she was on a trip.
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