So if anyone wonders why I'm sitting in the library drinking tea I'm testing different combinations against the different combinations of toxins that I encounter here, as well as watching the behavior of others and how it adjusts based on any changes I make in my own as well as practicing the methods of writing about these things and looking for signs of responses to my writings.
So it may still be a matter of debate regarding whether I need to do this in the library but as long as it is possible to do this here its an invaluable resource for this kind of information gathering.
And if the assholes just left it would not be possible.
This is not the only place where I observe people and their activities. There is a wider activity regarding organizing in various ways to do things that can be defined differently. I've been watching The Exorcist on my phone, I'm at the point where it becomes how clear that the diocese in Chicago is entirely satanic. I was thinking about this in light of my mere presence here in general, because a lot of what Captain Howdy was saying reminded me ever so much of Bill and his associates. In some ways its a metaphor for whatever bleeds through of night interactions with evil people who hide behind the physical activities that they can get out of others. (I think someone is testing wind direction because I'm not freaking out, I just sneezed, I'm getting into specifics of different things I can gather as opposed to panaceas but mostly I'm treating inflammation and pain, allergies though are something that I'm finding information on) I wouldn't say that this is entirely devoid of satanic and demonic activity though, but as I pointed out before no angel disobeys God, there are just some that if you meet them on the wrong loop its because you are not in the right place because of wrong doing.
This may become a topic I write more about. Its not going to be the first time I've been writing about it, I wrote down a full accounting that hasn't much changed and then deleted the blog because I knew if I delete something there is someone out there who will present it foremost among my writings when trying to speak against me that has a good ability to parrot things but really poor comprehension reminiscent of a nine year old.
People were thinking today about how I could make my rent and monetary needs if people really break through on the effort to deprive pinheads of social security before they do anything about meth labs by selling cups of pain relieving tea at two bucks for 8 ounces, if I sold half a gallon a day, or 8 cups I could sell it to all the staff members five days a week, and they would need it, if that ever happened. I could also take in laundry.
We've also been talking about the activities of Frogman globally. In shamanism he's someone that we encounter right off the bat, but its best to remember he's hostile. He likes to answer questions though.
He made arrangements with his daughter to hold territory in opposition of rightful rule, and in all conflicts between ancestors the descendants can find it hard to process what needs to happen with Attila the Hun and other stories about women who were extraordinarily good at wrestling.
I was also thinking on that selling tea thing, blood pudding would actually probably sell better, or the materials to make it with. In such a circumstance as that.
(I also rearranged my furniture today, and it looks very young in there in a way that adding a parrot would interfere with, I was thinking I'm not really old enough to be a parrot lady yet, but its clear I'm heading in that direction because we start out as cockatiel and parakeet girls)
