Following yesterday's latter evening nap ─ which was possibly disturbed by my wife's intrusion into the bedroom, for she had gotten home at some point during that nap and following her full workday at her friend's Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time ─ I was aware of having had a rather unsettling experience just prior to coming fully awake.
I had actually experienced an attack of sleep paralysis.
I had been lying on my stomach, and the point had arrived where I was having difficulty breathing. I was right at the edge of the bed at the time.
It may be that I was even experiencing some sleep apnea; but whatever the case, the breathing difficulty was such that there was a twinge of panic associated with the realization that I needed to turn over to reduce the restriction of my breathing, but I was not able to activate my body ─ my arms ─ to achieve that change of position.
My legs were too weak to move ─ or rather, I had no strength to effect such a feat of such large body parts. An arm was my sole hope.
I remember quelling the panic, and then concentrating on trying to fully focus on the activation of muscle control to get one of my arms functioning, or to even manage to ease myself over the edge of the bed and thus drop over to the floor.
And then it may have been right around that point that my wife burst into the bedroom to fetch something. When she got whatever it was that she was after and vacated the bedroom, I was fully aware and found that I was no longer in the grip of that most unpleasant loss of control over my own body.
A check of the time revealed it to be midnight, so I rose to dress. My younger brother had already retired to his bedroom for the night.
My wife was apparently having some wine, so she was in no great rush to seek bed for the night. However, I outlasted her, and remained up until maybe 4:45 a.m., achieving a fair amount of work here at my computer.
I would even have gone outside and watered the front yard garden plants, but my eldest stepson actually outlasted me and was still up when I resigned myself to returning to bed with that task undone. I just didn't feel like any social engagement with the lad who was most likely seated at the dining table watching a movie or something on a laptop.
I managed to remain in bed until around 9:30 a.m., but I am not by any means making any claim to having been enjoying a solid and peaceful sleep in all that while.
When I rose, I came here to my computer until maybe 10:15 a.m., and then went downstairs to the kitchen to boil water for a black and unsweetened instant coffee, fully intending to watch some T.V. (via our Android TV Box) with my brother.
I quickly learned that any such activity was going to have to wait ─ he was about to ready and head away to get a haircut.
As a result, we got a considerably later start than usual watching shows together.
And so once he was back, the first thing I was to tune in was a 38-minute YouTube video that actually had some touching moments during the testimonies made by one or two of the three doctors who were each given an opportunity to give their stories: MP Derek Sloan raises concerns about censorship of doctors and scientists – June 17, 2021.
I followed that video with Odessa Orlewicz's latest effort: June 18 -The Smoking Gun & Tam Found In "Contempt Of The House Of Commons" And Much More. That video was an hour and nine minutes in duration.
When that one was finished, I fully expected that my brother would seek some bed rest, but I was wrong; and so I tuned in one final video: Reiner Fuellmich (June 9, 2021) Interview - Worldwide Legal cases & what's coming this Fall & Winter.
That video was 40 minutes long, and may well have brought us to at least 2:00 p.m., at which time my brother finally sought some rest before heading away for the afternoon.
While he was resting, my wife also left ─ just after 2:15 p.m. As she did so, she announced that she would be away until sometime on Monday.
She normally spends most of her weekends somewhere in Vancouver (such is our sorry marriage).
Note that the video source that I linked to above for that final video may not be the very one that my brother and I watched, for I simply happened upon a link for the unplanned feature while scrolling through the latest posts at Librti.com when I realized that my brother was still intending to watch some T.V. following the finish of Odessa Orlewicz's video.
One final video ─ it is only 11 minutes in length ─ that I would like to link to is described thus: "The first goal is to reduce the population numbers on Earth. That is the Satanic goal": Russian GRU officer on the purpose of the COVID crisis:
It is Russian, subtitled in English, and is an interview from back on March 25, 2020 with "Former Colonel of Military Intelligence Service (GRU) Vladimir Kvachkov".
If the translation and the identification of the interviewee is true, then this man knew back at the outbreak of the plandemic / scamdemic / casedemic that this was never about a virus at all, but was instead something deliberate that can only accurately be labelled as 'pure evil'.
If you have bought into it, and have even submitted to getting 'vaccinated', then you have been seduced and are in bed with Satanic forces.
I will say nothing more on the topic.
Today has been a respite from any sunning, for the sky has been thickly hazed over or even overcast with so much light cloud that the sunlight seldom appears.
But that suits me for today, I think. With my brother and wife home in the early afternoon, I was not inclined to be doing any sunning. Also, I was short on sleep, and needed to have a latter afternoon nap once I finally had my first meal of the day.
Anyway, my evening is well upon me, so I am going to close here so that I can have a beer and watch some T.V. ere my brother returns home later this evening.
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