Hello, and thank you for entering into this journey of the unknown. I have created this blog so that the fire of my passion for writing doesn’t dwindle to ash. There will be no specific topic or any agenda to the blogs that are posted on here. This is simply what I consider a basket of thoughts. Some days I could put up a review of a movie, a book, video game, or something else. Other days it could be just a venting journal entry. Either way, I am not sure where these posts will lead me. Again, I thank you for checking it out. I hope that you can relate, be entertained, maybe even encouraged by whatever things I may post. Stay tuned for the next time when I unload my basket of thoughts. NRS
I’ve personally loathed the sound of my own voice when hearing back on anything recorded. I think a majority of us tend to not like our own voices so I don’t think I’m an outlier on that thought. I have however, and it includes today have heard from people that I have a good voice. I work on the phone all day answering calls and I had a couple of people I was talking with over the phone that mentioned I had a nice voice. Hey, if I don’t like my own voice, I’ll take the compliment but furthermore it brought up something I have actually been thinking of doing lately. I’ve thought of adding a subscription service to my blog and that section being for members that prefer to have an audio version of my posts on here. I have been wanting to add some sort of subscription on here for awhile so I can at least hopefully make enough to cover what it is for this site to be up and if all works out maybe some extra pocket change too. One other thought I had for subscription was just adding a section that would have stories in it and that would be what it is. Short stories I have written where I write “x” amount of stories per month for subscribers. Still working it out in my head on what to do. Either way though, I won’t lie the ultimate goal of starting this up was to try to make a little money from this outlet I enjoy. If I do a subscription, it’s a bigger motivator for me to have more content also, mainly because I’m not planning to rip people off. I want you to enjoy what you are paying for so keep your eyes peeled down the line as I may have a subscription for any that may be interested. I’m leaning toward the audio idea though but hell, anyone that reads my blog let me know your thoughts. I’m open to suggestions, we’re all in this together after all. Thank you for reading and if you’re a current follower of my blog, thank you for sticking with me through this journey.
Ok, so it’s been some time since I’ve tapped the keys. Well, I’m back and I’ve some things on my mind. Earlier this week, the U.S. inaugurated Trump for his 2nd term. During that inauguration at one point Elon Musk went up on stage and did a salute. Twice. Now, when I saw it I was quite dumbfounded. I knew this sort of shit was going to happen but good grief, there’s no fucking hiding it now. Well, the salute if you saw it, resembled the Nazi salute. Speaking of which. Did you see it? What was your first thought when you saw it? Did it not mean anything or did you see it and think what the fuck? Did I just see that? I was in the, what the fuck did I just see that? category. Then my immediate thought was, this is fucking insanity because now they aren’t even trying to hide what their fucking plans could be. Just flaunting fascism blatantly in our faces. Now, you look around as some time has passed and there are people defending and trying to justify it. Seriously? No, I mean it…. Fucking seriously??? Don’t get me started on the 1,500 minions that were also pardoned because they did the man’s bidding on bullshit fucking lies. This is what We The People want? Apparently so. I hate to say it but apparently I am not part of that crowd anymore. We The People, have sold the country out to an oligarchy now. If shit seems to get crazier and more unsteady, don’t act all surprised. What can you expect when you elect a fucking con man? If I’m wrong and shit works out and I’m just paranoid, well be sure I’ll be here on my soapbox eating crow as I have no issue admitting when I am wrong. All I’m saying is, don’t expect great things from this administration if you were one that are thinking things are going to be great. Maybe, once the aftermath of whatever pains I feel we are likely to suffer during this time happen. Maybe, finally those that have blinded may finally see again and be brought back to some semblance of sanity. If you are one of the ones that are defending or trying to give Mr. Musk’s salute a reason or thinking it’s just a misunderstanding, you are condoning it so I offer you to just go out and do it in public regularly. If you truly believe the salute he did is no big deal. Go on, follow suit and do it yourself from now on. Hey, no big deal, right? Show it. That’s all for now.
I’m still reeling in my mind how we are so fucked that we elected a fucking felon. What really blows my fucking mind was that it was by the popular vote. I didn’t think that would be the case. He didn’t win popular in either of the previous elections he ran in so it didn’t make sense to me that this time he would either. So now that’s been said. Can we get rid of the fucking electoral college now? Let’s face it, with the way it is now the fucking candidates really only go to certain states to lay out what their policy is although come to think of it, policy doesn’t mean fuck all either. I literally didn’t hear any fucking policy whatsoever during Trump’s campaign other than revenge and retribution and tariffing the fuck out of China, which actually only hurts us anyways. Companies in America pay the fucking import tax (tariff) not China, they got their fucking money for the product then the company gets fucked with the tax of receiving it. It’s lame and if the economy fucking tanks over the next few years who can we blame but ourselves? We the people elected a felon, not only that but a man that has had several bankruptcies. I’m amazed we made it out of the first term like we did, it wasn’t easy or pretty either. Now we have to deal with another term. I hope I’m wrong but I do not have the belief that everything is going to get better now. I think we made a critical mistake. I hope I am wrong but I don’t have a good feeling about it. I’m not saying everything would have been great if Harris got elected either but I simply don’t think Trump really gives a fuck about the country as much as he claims he does. I think it’s all a ruse, no I take that back, I know it’s a ruse. I have heard that cocksucker say at a rally ” I don’t care about you, I just care about your vote.” Cool, sounds just like who I want to vote for, that thinks of a better life for me. Yes, let me sign right up for that. Use me for my vote so you get a power trip of being president but you really just want to be king. The more I write about this the more heated I get. I will say the best dream I had, which lead to me actually waking up smiling, was a dream I had a while ago where I was in a room with Trump and I got to get my fucking hands on him. It was beautiful, actually thinking of that still cheers me up, here’s to hoping I can have some more of them. To summarize, do we really believe he is going to ease the tensions going on in the Middle East? Is he going to back Ukraine or Russia? Here’s another thought, does he disband NATO and leave us just on our own? I’m not sure I see a whole lot of positives coming out of this and I really don’t know what else to say other than to quote the bible. ” Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” That being said, I had a prayer that was answered in a way I didn’t like. Not really thinking of it a couple days before the election I actually prayed for God to be closer to me. When I woke yesterday and heard the news, it popped in my head well, He spoke because he knew I was going to be terrified of a 2nd Trump turn. Now it’s on it’s way but I’ll be praying a lot and I’ll have God on my side no matter what. I’m ok with that. In the long run, it’s what was meant to happen. Are we heading towards the revelation? Time will tell.
After the Supreme Court’s decision to grant immunity to Donald Trump yesterday, I find myself asking why did we decide to separate from England in the first place? If the voters of America don’t prevent it and I don’t have faith they will, we will have a king after the election. It really pisses me off that there isn’t another candidate that we can pick. We’re stuck with 2 geriatrics, one of them a narcissistic, power hungry, asshole, the other just simply appearing to be out to lunch and largely useless. I do worry about a re-election of Trump much more than a re-election of Biden mainly because of this new power dynamic. You’re giving power to someone that clearly shouldn’t have that kind of power especially when they’re whole campaign this time is all about retribution and revenge for being charged with crimes they committed. You fart in the wind and he caught the smell, you now got 18-life bucko. It’s fucking crazy to think, it truly does worry me. The chaotic part of me that sits on my shoulder whispers to me and says I want to see this play out but in reality I don’t. Not one fucking bit. I think it’s actually terrifying and the fact that so many across America are either the hardcore supporters or the ones that just don’t think he really means it. Typically I would agree with that because 90% of what comes out of Trump’s mouth is a fucking lie but those statements on retribution are not. I know they aren’t, I can feel the truth in those statements and now the Supreme Court is granting him the power to basically do whatever he wants if he were elected, the only ones that can say different is the actual Supreme Court themselves if they deem it’s gone too far. Well, if they are willing to state that the president is essentially above the law then where would they see as anything be going to far as their willingness to just grant immunity like that seems too far so I don’t think would do jack shit. It’s very sad and frustrating to know that if I’ve done just an iota of the shit that Trump has done and gotten away with such as refusing to return classified documents, if I was found with that shit and refused to return it, I wouldn’t be typing this now because I’d be in jail. It fucking pisses me off and it pisses me off that this country is so fucking twisted that they want to elect the fucking host of the Apprentice who’s catchline mind you is ” You’re fired! ” again? Anyways, I just had to get this shit off my chest and I understand this a shit piece of writing but sometimes you just gotta get it out. My final thought is where the fuck is John Wilkes Booth or Lee Harvey Oswald when you really need them?
I had a thought earlier today come to me out of the blue. It was basically the thought of how much Americans tend to take things for granted and it all stems with an outrageous sense of ego I believe. We have a candidate running for president, who could win, despite the fact they are a fraud, have several criminal trials going on or in the process of going on, when they lost the previous election they claimed it was rigged and stirred up commotion when it was being certified and people stormed the Capitol to try to prevent it from happening. Yet, here we are… I’m not saying the other choice we have is great either but to be honest neither is acceptable in my opinion but most certainly not the one with all the above shit going on. The candidate that did all the above is the definition of narcissism and ego and if they win again, well it just will prove the point of the title of this post. To be honest the ripped off slogan “Make America Great Again” which was stated back in the 80’s by Ronald Reagan is a perfect example of the incompetence and unoriginality of the candidate. I haven’t even had to say the name and you most certainly know exactly who I’m talking about. To be quite frank I find the slogan quite insulting. America is still great, ultimately everything changes over time but as of now, yeah I think America is still pretty damn good country, yet there are enough people out there that believe this fucking moron of a candidate is going to make things better. Yeah, a guy that is going to have an agenda to go after all his political opponents and also anyone that was trying to take him down legally. Really sounds like they are concerned about the state of the country. Regardless of who ends up getting elected, it ends up being the face for who we are as the people. This selection is who we want to represent us. We have a fucking old guy who has a stuttering issue, looks like at times they are in the midst of dementia. Doesn’t look good. Let’s look at the other one, fat fuck, brags about themselves all the time, always bullying people and talking shit, just about every damn word and case they try to make is baseless as there are no fucking facts to back up the claims. Yeah, that’s a pretty shitty option too. Not to mention a fucking criminal! How the fuck did we get here? Anyways, it is all just disturbing to me that there are no legitimate people we seem to ever get to pick from for president at least not in the past few elections anyways. It scares me how many people support a criminal and think its a good idea to have him elected. What sort of example does that send? You are literally just allowing someone to run the country despite being convicted of and has several other charges waiting which if elected we all know will simply go away. We are basically setting ourselves up for a dictatorship. If that happens, well America might as well be fucking Russia at that point. Hope you’re all happy if that happens. That’s all I got for now.
I meant to write a post about this last week but never did. Needless to say, God made sure to remind me. Some may just say it’s the universe but since since I have committed to my faith I say it’s due to God. Sending me a message to let me know I was supposed to write about this. Nevertheless I digress and will get on with the point. While riding home from work the song Falling away from me by Korn was playing on the radio. Same instance as last week when riding home heard the song and it reminded me of the very first concert I had gone to without adult supervision. It was back in the summer of 2000, I was 18 and had graduated from high school. At that time in my life, I was a huge Korn fan and that summer they were on a pretty decent line up… or at least to me at that time, it was a pretty good line up. It was the very first Summer Sanitarium tour. It was headlined by Metallica and the co head line was Korn. The rest of the acts were Kid Rock, System of a Down, and Powerman 5000. One of my best friends at that time and I had purchased tickets to it. They were playing at Foxboro Stadium, which since then, is now actually Gillette Stadium. We had gotten some tickets way up in the bleachers, tickets that these days I don’t even tend to spend the money for, unless its like Pearl Jam. I usually will get some tickets that are further back for them… nothing to crazy though, you’ll never find me in the nosebleeds. Call me a snob but I don’t think I would take free tix for nosebleed seats. I just don’t see how you can enjoy it being that far back. At that point it’s just for the sake of saying I was there I feel, but how much of an experience is it? I’d like to hear from any of you in the comments if you have seen a concert in nosebleeds and what it’s like. Is it to you, actually worth it? Is it still an experience? Maybe it is worth going to see a bad in nosebleeds. I suppose part of it depends on the band as well. Anyways, Mr. Squirrel Brain here goes on about some other crap and away from the main point of the story. So, where were we? That’s right, we were up in the bleachers. So we were up there hanging out and listening to the acts, watching everything from above and just itching to want to get down on the floor. There were a couple other of people we knew from school that had gone to the show as well and we actually were sitting by them and they said screw it at one point and decided to go down to try to get down on the floor. Let’s break briefly from that and do a quick breakdown on the bands up to this point. We had seen Powerman 5000 who I thought were pretty good even seeing them from up high, then it was System of a Down, they were ok, not as good as I was hoping. Then, an artist I absolutely fucking loathe now, Kid Rock came on and when he came out, first song he did was Bawitdaba. I won’t lie at that time in my life, that song I actually liked. So he comes on stage and a big inflatable middle finger blew up, fog billowed around the stage and Kid Rock came out in a red jumpsuit and shouted out “My name is Kid, Rock!” and jumped on the stage and a quick blast of pyrotechnics blasted and he was off to the races. I will say it was a good start to his act and admittedly he was pretty solid but what stuck out about it was the beginning, but that wasn’t the most memorable thing. No, that’s yet to come. So anyways, Kid Rock had performed and Korn was up next. Our other friends decided to try to get down onto the floor. My friend and I at the time were being pansies and were worried if we tried to get down there they’d kick us out so we didn’t follow our friends down. So, here we are up there and Korn comes out. Unfortunately, I don’t remember what they opened with. I want to say for some reason it was Shoots and Ladders but I could be completely off. I know they played it but I can’t remember when. As we started watching them play they got to playing Falling away from me which was off the album they had released Issues. There was a music video of it and in the video there is a point where there is a bunch of people jumping up and down in unison, pumping their fist. Well surer than shit, when they started playing that song, it was like watching the video in real life. Thousands of people on the floor jumping in unison and pumping their fist. It was really something amazing to see and something I’ll always remember. I think seeing that was what finally encourage me and my friend to head down to try to get on the floor to catch some of the band we had really gone to go see. That’s not any kind of slight on Metallica, just at that time we were there to see Korn and Metallica was just the awesome cherry on top. So lo and behold, we actually get down on the floor and there wasn’t any issues with that and we got to catch the end of Korn’s set and we got to watch Metallica as well. The story’s not over there though because being dumb and it being our first real concert when Metallica got done, we were anticipating them to come back out for an encore. There were some big songs still to play, particularly One which was what I really wanted to hear. My friend wanted to hear Enter Sandman. We had a 2.5 hour drive back home ahead of us, likely more fighting the traffic to get out of there. After waiting for a bit and Metallica still not coming out we decided to hell with it and head to the parking lot to get a head start as everyone else was still waiting for them to come back out. We were dumb and thought they were waiting in vain… nope. I shit you not as we get out, no admission back in once you leave, we get to the parking lot and I hear the opening notes of One. My friend and I looked at each other and were like well lesson learned. And it was. I don’t think I’ve missed an encore since, lol. I ended up finding out later on that my cousin was at that concert too. She had stayed and said that the last song they played was Enter Sandman. So my friend and I both missed the songs we wanted to hear but hell, overall it was a great show at the time and an experience I’ll always have some memory of. Anyways, that’s really all for now.
I was on my way home from work tonight and I heard the song Round and Round by Ratt. It got my gears turning and brought me some nostalgia from when I was really young. The reason is because that is the very first song I can recall as a child that struck me to say I like it. Actually, I loved it back then. I don’t mind the song now but it’s funny how time evolves and things change. Knowing how much I loved that stupid song as a kid and now it’s likely not even close to being in one of my top 100 songs. Speaking of which, that would be something very hard for me to put together. I think if were to put together any sort of top anything for music it might be albums. There are just too many songs out there that I love and am passionate about to try to put one of those together but I may have an easier time just narrowing it down to like 50 albums or something like that. I might put something together like that at some point. If I ever do it, it’ll probably be awhile because that would be tricky as well I think. Anyways, I hadn’t written much lately and hearing that song made me want to write about it for some reason. So, while this is a short and pretty pointless post, it’s better than nothing. Till next time.
I’ve been meaning to write on here for the past several days, but I just hadn’t. I told myself yesterday that I was going to write either last night, early this morning before breakfast, or per myself being the procrastiNATER, at some point after breakfast. So here we are, after breakfast, the last possible option I gave myself writing. The main purpose of it was going to be actually about how I have really enjoyed what has become sort of a routine now, where on Saturday mornings I will have breakfast with some of my family and best friend, who really is just a brother/son at this point. It’s been nice and I look forward to it each week. That was going to be about the jist of what I was going to write initially too, but when I signed on, there was a blurb at the bottom there was a question that asked what would you do if you won the lottery? So then, it got me thinking about that. I had many thoughts on it, and not just what I would do but how there are stories of people that have won the lottery and shortly after have absolutely fucking nothing and are almost worse off afterwards. It made me sad but it also made me very thankful because I am quite confident that wouldn’t be the case for me. I’m not one to go spending money on a bunch of random bullshit. I’ll spend it on experiences such as vacations or something like that but primarily what I would do is pay off all my debts and start clean. Of course that depends on what the lottery winnings are, but usually it’s multi millions, so, yeah, it’d be enough to give me a surplus after paying my debts. I wouldn’t go jumping into quitting my job or anything like that. I would keep working until I knew I would likely be good without, which realistically I probably would be but I would want to keep a steady income while I had my money being active, meaning being in stocks and such. Perhaps, I would just focus on passion projects such as this and writing in general. I also wanted to bare myself and open up on some personal stuff just to provide an example of faith or some of you may find it to be just pure coincidence but I think of it as much more than that. Since the passing of my father in law over the course of time things got tight for me financially. They still are honestly, as they are all across the country for other people as well, so I know I am not alone on this in general. I greatly underestimated the income my wife earned for caring for him until about a few months in. I knew when he passed I would carry the burden and I was more than happy to do so, in fact I wanted nothing more than to do that. My father had done it for my family so I felt that is how it should be in a way as well. I knew how much he meant to her and that it would be devastating and would be very hard for her. It still is but she did start working again a few months back so that has been helping. The holidays were difficult for her and she missed some time from work due to her having a hard time. Not long ago she opened up to me one morning as I was getting ready for work and was letting me know she wasn’t sure if she would be able to keep working where she is now due to the pay and such, I understood completely but at the same time was panicked as I don’t tell her if I need money because I want to be able to do it but I was already falling behind and nervous about some bills needing to be paid. I broke down and told her of my financial worries as of late. While I was at work that day, she didn’t hesitate in taking action. She got into looking for some assistance somewhere and we she found a program that helps people in certain cases and they paid off one of our bills we were worried about! It was a huge relief. It brought me closer to the realization that there is a God. I always tie in that He was with me the whole time when I was in South America and I can relate it to this situation as well. I’m not the kind that will ever ask for assistance on money. I would rather be homeless and dying in a gutter before I destroy my pride asking for financial help in any way. I broke my pride in desperation when I was in South America at the end of my trip when I had absolutely no choice because I lost my only debit card there. Other than that, I don’t ask for it. In fact, when my wife was earning, caring for her father she would just give me some money, I will take it if given, when I need it, haha, but I won’t usually initiate in asking for it. Due to this, I likely incur more harm to myself than anything else but it also brought me to the conclusion that no body knows you better than God does. I say this because there were many times during last December in the shower, when I was worried about bills, on top of wanting to provide some sort of Christmas for my wife, I prayed, sometimes in tears, asking for God to help me. So, here we are, a huge burden of a bill I was very worried about being paid, getting paid, and helping me get the ship righted again. I mentioned no one knows you better than God because of the fact I feel he answered my prayer in the way He knew how because He knew I would never ask for help so when I told my wife, He guided her to those that helped us. It brings me back to the subject of this whole thing and that is being thankful, and I am for a God that loves me, despite of some of the horrible things I have said, written, and thought at times about Him. I think of some of that stuff now and feel guilty. I find it odd that I would ever truly come to this conclusion and believe it but as I think of how things have turned out over my life, I can’t think of any other logical explanations other than the help of angels and if there are angels, there has to be a God. I’m thankful there is.
Had a minor fender bender this morning on my way to work. More embarrassing than anything else though thankfully. I was driving on my way to work and was heading into a rotary. There was a van in front of me and as getting near entry of it I was looking to my left over my shoulder at traffic to see an opening. I was slowly creeping while doing this, when I had last looked the van in front of me was going into the rot… BOOM! I slammed on my brakes, looked forward and dammit all, the van hadn’t gone into the rotary. I’d rear ended him… I put on the hazards and hit the brakes. Took a look at the back of the van, no damage. Checked front of my car. License plate bent on the bottom, top corner of it a screw popped out cocking it but able to push back in so no damage. I asked the guy if he was ok, he was. I was ok as well, more upset at myself than anything. I didn’t think was any reason for cops or any of that but the other guy had to report it because he worked for a company. I understood that. State trooper came and took a look and said didn’t need to make a report as he could tell no major damage. I thank the Lord for that as it could’ve been much worse. I hadn’t even thought of it but the guy who was driving the van when he got out noticed I hadn’t been going very fast as the airbags hadn’t gone off. Good point, sir. That would’ve really put my day to shit. Thanking the Lord for that too! Other than that, felt I had a relatively productive day at work. Shit can get difficult when answering calls, entering data, troubleshooting, switching between emails and creating orders. Lots of stuff going on, haha! but the place is great. I love who I work with and they treat us well. I’ve never seen anyone get called out directly for screw ups or heard or seen anyone get reamed out. I feel that is how things should be done. Nobody likes to be publicly shamed. I have no problems for accountability and things like that but its much better practice when done in private. I’m hoping to have a strong year for writing on here. Just before I started this post I was looking at my previous overall posts by year and realized that come October this year, it will be 5 years! I couldn’t believe it. It felt like it had only been a couple but how wrong I was. Back to back days writing on here so it’s a good start. Hoping I can stay more committed to it. We both deserve it.
New Year, new goals or something like that. It’s been a long time so bear with me as I try to recapture the few people who actually have read and consistently read my posts on here. If I am to make any goal for this year it is to try to be more consistent with writing on here. I’ve strayed too far from the path I had started on when I began this blog. Too stubborn to just say fuck it and stop having this blog as it’d save me money but dammit even though my production has been shit lately I want to change that. So here’s to hoping I actually can get my ass in gear and stay committed and dedicated to it. Enough of that crap and on to other things and updates on stuff going on in these parts. The last year was an interesting one. Much like every year though in a sense with ups and downs but this one hit a little deeper and harder than most in a couple ways. One good, one bad. Which should I start with? Well, lets start with the bad I guess and rip the fucking band-aid off and get it out of the way and try to end this entry with a positive note. Back in March, well I should say it mainly started on my birthday, then there was the torture and anguish of waiting. It wasn’t a good thing to wait on either, but it was a known fact and until that point in my life I never quite related to Tom Petty’s song ” The Waiting ” and perhaps I don’t relate to it entirely other than the chorus where it states: ” The waiting is the hardest part “ and nothing was truer then at that time, as at that time my father in law was in hospice care and was in the hours to days phase of passing away in our home. I had gone into work that morning of my birthday on March 17th for about an hour and that was all I could last before I broke down and told my supervisor about everything choked up and in tears. I should actually mention now that I think of it, there was another good thing from last year and that was starting the new job that I have. The place I work for are great people and I truly feel appreciated by the company and it’s probably the first time I can say that about being employed anywhere. Anyways, enough of that side track and back to the meat of the darkness of last year. So, March 17th I was thinking my father in law was likely passing on that day. Well, he didn’t, so it had to be the next day for sure. No. Surely that 3rd day. NO. To break it down by week day, my birthday was on a Friday. That 3rd day was Sunday, even the hospice nurses were baffled that he was still kicking. Finally come Tuesday evening, he passed. During that timed period I think I happened to hear that song and it hit me like a ton of fucking bricks and I thought to myself, the waiting really is the hardest part. Since that day, it has been a bit rough as I have had to be an anchor for my wife and I wouldn’t take that role back for anything because in a weird way his passing sort of helped to open my eyes a bit more spiritually and as well as in faith. After he passed there were some interesting things that had happened. Sure they may be completely coincidental but believing that they are signs from the deceased is how I like to feel it is. You may call me a fool and what not but I’d rather live having faith in something and hope for something better after then nothing but darkness at the end. I also since that time, within the past few months or so have been delving into the Bible. I have been reading that as a way to feed some of my curiosities on the events in it and how they line up in history. As I ponder more and more I feel I have slowly been coming to the conclusion that God is real and that Jesus very well is The Savior. I have a really hard time completely committing to faith though as I always have that voice in my head that says don’t be a fool believing in shit you don’t know for fact. There is no actual physical evidence that I know of His true existence other than some of the things I have witnessed and experienced in my life that I might deem as miracles. Well, for one, the actual fact that I am living or any of my brothers and sisters are seems to be a miracle. When my father was 12 I think it was he had gotten a really bad staph infection. He had such a high fever they were rolling him around in an ice bath to try to keep his temperature down. The dr’s had told my grandparents that if he lived he would be retarded and sterile. Well, he came out of it and it didn’t effect his intelligence at all and 4 fucking kids later I don’t think he’s sterile. I call that a miracle. Also, there is something to be said about the power of prayer. This is just a small example, and for the blessings I have gotten I’ll be honest, God didn’t have to grant me things that he has answered. In fact I have some stuff I’ve written down before flat out cursing Him and giving the business to him. Yet, he has helped me in ways that I have probably never truly thanked Him for. I can say that I had angels with me when I went to South America and I say that because realistically there isn’t any reason why I should have been able to do that trip and still make it back. I literally had fuck all for money and took this trip and had just enough near the end to get by and even that I needed some assistance with. So as I get older and think of that experience, yeah I had angels with me, there is no question about that. Another small thing I want to mention was that a couple months back my rabbit was acting odd and I thought she might be due to pass and as I held her in tears one night not knowing how much longer she may be around I prayed for her. Fast forward to now, it seems like a distant memory as shortly after that day she improved and now seems like she is as good as she ever was. So there is that. You can believe me if you want or just think I’m some crazy person and that’s ok. All I can say is, if you are struggling in anyway or need some sort of peace I beg you to try praying as you may receive the benefits of it. Now, not every prayer goes answered and that’s a known fact but I find it odd that as I have started taking this practice a bit more seriously and delving deeper into my relationship with God that while everything far from perfect it certainly helps and I do get comfort most the times when I have requested it in my prayers. Funny, I said a couple good things and now I guess I’ve determined 3 things. New job, having a better relationship with God and lastly, my best friend moving back to the area. It’s been great having him back and I couldn’t be happier about that. He was up visiting around Christmas last year and that was when he was putting things in motion to come back. Fast forward to Summer of 23 and he was back home. When he told me last Christmas he was planning on getting back home I put the thought in my head immediately that 2023 was going to be a good year. If my father in law hadn’t passed, I could argue that it was a great year. I think that’s all for now. Hopefully, I stay more consistent this year on here. Happy New Year to you all!
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