I suppose that it was around 10 p.m. last evening when I went to bed. My younger brother had just arrived home from wherever he had been drinking, and this detoured me from the vile track I had begun following to entertain my endorphin addiction.
The plan was to sleep as long as I could into the a.m. because I had some early-morning grocery-shopping in mind, so I was going to sacrifice any overnight work on the post I have in progress at one of my two hosted websites.
I fared reasonably well with sleep, I suppose; and then at 3 a.m. I had grown too uncomfortable to sleep due to resisting the urge to micturate. And so I rose and took care of that. However, as generally happens, upon returning to bed sleep refused to come near, and thus ere it was yet 3:30 a.m. I rose to begin my morning.
I do not drive, so I would be walking to the nearest Save-On-Foods outlet (Google Map) approximately 1¼ to 1½ miles from here. Along the way, it was my intention to deposit the monthly expenses reconciliation cheque that my brother had give me last weekend for (I believe) something under $280 ─ I would do this at an outdoor ATM at the Coast Capital Savings headquarters building over by the King George SkyTrain Station.
Everything was accomplished, although my start from here was later than I much liked. The morning was mostly overcast, but very bright. And the exposure I got yesterday afternoon while seated out in the backyard for just over 40 minutes resulted in my face and shaven scalp becoming unexpectedly rosy despite the mostly overcast conditions.
Incidentally, I finally found the face masks at Save-On-Foods. I gave up using the disposable face masks after learning of claims that various of the masks seem to be infested with microscopic worm-like objects ─ whether of a nano-like origin, or actual living creatures of potentially parasitic nature.
The affected masks were supposedly 'straight out of the box', so the implication is that these things have been deliberately introduced into the masks for likely diabolical purposes.
Is it true, though? I of course do not know.. But the idea is sufficiently alarming and repellent that I will no longer be wearing the disposable masks.
Since becoming aware of this alarming infestation of these kinds of masks, I have been using a cloth face mask belonging to my wife. And now thanks to Save-On-Foods, I have a backup face mask. I will probably boil it before ever using it, however.
I was not back home from shopping until nearly 9 a.m., and it is presently 9:34 a.m. My brother emerged from his bedroom just after I had begun this post, and he is downstairs drinking instant coffee and reading the Sunday morning edition of The Province that I subscribe to.
I feel in need of a return to bed, but I am going to fight it off in order to try and watch some T.V. at 10 a.m. or soon thereafter with my brother, provided he does not first start watching some show of his own choosing ─ I have some videos in mind relating to our scamdemic / plandemic / casedemic that the world is in the grip of.
I will report later just how the morning was to progress in that context.
At 10 a.m. my brother tuned in an episode of The Nature of Things featuring puffins. I watched the episode until the second commercial break and then left in disgust as yet another worthless, lying commercial came on extolling the virtues of 'vaccination' to prevent COVID-19.
It had been my intention to depart from the programme anyway, for I was only watching as an avenue by which my brother could have invited me to put our Android TV Box into action had he sufficient desire to do so.
I came upstairs here to my computer until nearly 11 a.m. and then returned to bed.
After a brief nap, I rose anew fairly early into the noon hour, a little surprised to find that my brother was shut up in his own bedroom. However, if he had been there to rest, it seems that he had abandoned the effort and was evidently brushing his teeth in his en suite shower room, judging by the hawking taking place.
And by early in the afternoon, he left, ultimately to resume his drinking somewhere. First, though, maybe he would get in a good walk somewhere.
I knew that my goal was after his departure to be an act of moral dissolution, for that had been my fixation since last evening. With no means of contending with the addiction, I set about satiation, for only thereafter would I have a few days of any self-control. Otherwise, I would only be delaying the inevitable, and running the risk of losing valuable hours that otherwise might have been productive for me.
At mid-afternoon I had a little exercise; and then because it seemed reasonably warm outside, with brilliant blue sky despite great floating clouds, I decided to try sitting low in a lawn- or deck chair as I did the previous afternoon, facing into the Sun.
Commencing at 3:10 p.m., I sat thus for just over 40 minutes, and most of my time was under full sunshine. I had taken off my shirt at the outset as well as being barefooted, and conditions were so good out there that I could have been wearing shorts if only I had known what to have expected.
Oh well, perhaps tomorrow afternoon will be a match, and I will even be able to lie on a pad to sun my back.
When I returned into the house, I had my day's first meal; and then soon after that, I had to lie down to facilitate its assimilation. I am certain that I lapsed into another nap.
And in essence, that basically explains my day, bringing me to this point quite early in the evening.
I want to watch some T.V. and have a can of strong (8% alcohol) beer or two, but before I go, I want to mention a video I downloaded a day or two ago that I will eventually be watching with my brother.
So obviously, I have not watched it as yet ─ it's nearly an hour and 50 minutes long! But the video title is quite intriguing: The Universal Antidote. As that webpage tells, the video can also be found at BitChute, Rumble, and so on, should the website ever be shut down.
I have also downloaded the well over 300-page MMS Health Recovery Guidebook to eventually check deeply into. I will also try and make it available to my brother, who is mentally blocked for some reason from understanding how to use a computer.
As that book says, anyone interested in giving MMS a try absolutely needs to at least read and fathom the first six chapters of that Guidebook.
I am not particularly gullible, so I will definitely be studying this protocol before ever giving it a try. And as yet, I do not even know if there is some product being sold that the video and Guidebook are promoting ─ that in itself can be a major red flag.
People are far too willing to be fooled ─ look at how passionately 'the sheep' are in their embrace of face masks even though the masks are useless in offering protection from viruses.
I know Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) did not say this, but the sentiment is so profoundly and sagely accurate: It's easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled.
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