It all became too much for me. The physical and emotional isolation, the absence of encouragement and hope, the inadequate financial resources and the ever-present debt, the geographical confinement that finds me shut up in our home as if in an interminable sentence of house arrest, too little sleep, perhaps a little too much to drink last evening ─ those and other oppressions. And so I fell.
I sought to sleep away the latter evening yesterday, having gone to bed shortly after 9 p.m. if I am remembering correctly. But before it was even midnight, I was awake.
When that hour was nigh, I made a check to see if my younger brother had gone to his bedroom for the night ─ actually, I now recall that I had listened and heard him retire to his bedroom; and so I rose and came here to my computer (which I keep in a small room next to my bedroom).
But I performed no work ─ none. All was dissolution ─ apart from perhaps five more-or-less hourly doses of three drops each of Miracle Mineral Solution. That alone was the sole worthwhile expenditure of my energies, although a session of teeth-brushing should legitimately also qualify.
I was back to bed by maybe 4:50 a.m.
I believe that I was suffering a bit of a hangover, and that had something to do with my absence of productivity. I did not have the inner resolve to put in place the discipline required to engage any proper work here at my computer.
My wife ─ who had gone out fairly early yesterday afternoon ─ never returned home until at least 9:30 a.m. this morning. I had risen by then, and was here at my computer biding time before joining my brother at the T.V. around 10 a.m. as is my normal practice.
She and I spake not a word to one another, and she wasted no time in getting herself to bed.
When I did join my brother to put our Android TV Box into action, I led us off with Odessa Orlewicz's latest video from yesterday: Sept 22- The Cats Out Of The Bag So How Will Our Corrupt Health Authority And Government Carwheel Around THIS One?
I find it both curious and interesting that she never mentioned the federal election that we lost on Monday, for this was her first video since that rout of the only political party that had a hope of putting an end to this infernal COVID-19 plandemic / scamdemic / casedemic.
How she can seem so unaffected by our loss so as to not even mention it mystifies me.
Her video was around 44 minutes in duration, so I followed it up with a couple of other related and shorter videos:
- Does the Virus Exist? Has SARS-CoV-2 Been Isolated? (Prof. Michel Chossudovsk / Christine Massey) (25 minutes)
- Love Your Servitude - Aldous Huxley & George Orwell (17 minutes)
We were also to watch an episode of The Flash ─ specifically, season five's episode 17 ("Time Bomb").
After that, it was nearly 12:30 p.m., and my brother announced that he was set to seek some bed rest ere heading off for the afternoon to eventually do some drinking somewhere.
I believe that he left just ahead of my wife emerging from our bedroom ─ I think that she may have been disturbed by a cellphone call.
She had to work this afternoon, so around 2;30 p.m. or soon thereafter she also left. My youngest stepson had today off work, while his older brother is nearly finished his second week of a dayshift that has been forcing me to ensure that I get to bed ahead of 5 a.m. to avoid him noticing that I am up, or else he will not lock the front door when he leaves.
In other words, if I was not to bed before he realizes that I was up, I would be obliged to remain up until after he left for work so that I could ensure that the door is indeed locked, and I do not always care to be delaying my return to bed for that length of time ─ especially if I have been up since around midnight following some latter evening napping.
The afternoon today was remarkably sunny and warm, so I was to take advantage and sit out back for something like 43 minutes beginning at 3:29 p.m., facing directly into the Sun. I was fully clothed but barefooted; however, I could have just been in a pair of swimming trunks.
I want to mention something I find quite peculiar about this blog. I have before mentioned that I think that Google 'hides' it to a large degree from search results, for as of this past Tuesday two days ago, my blog's Blogger "Stats" claimed that in the month to that point my blog only had two views.
So how is it possible that yesterday my blog suddenly racked up an additional 32 views, giving me a total of 34 for the month?
I have no idea what's going on.
I am still nursing the notion of getting a new hosted website online and reproducing my earliest blog entries there. That is, I would be editing the reproduced entries of my original and now private blog from which this one sprang in early 2019, for I began the original in late September 2008.
In addition to those early posts, after I began this new blog that no longer identifies one and all as I was doing in my original blog (my youngest stepson had found out about that blog when someone where he works drew his attention to it, so I had to render the entire blog as being private), around seven / eight years ago in that blog I began reproducing old journal entries into it ─ when, of course, there was one for that date to reproduce.
You see, I have a handwritten journal that I began in (I believe) August 1973 when I was 23 years old. And now none of those early journal entries for those ensuing seven / eight years that I still reproduce on a daily basis in my private blog are accessible to anyone but me. They might as well still be sitting hidden away in my journal.
Thus, if I set up a new website and begin reproducing the earliest blog posts from my private blog that I started up just about exactly 13 years ago, I would be able to add additional commentary and in effect edit those earlier posts enough that each new post would not be the "duplicate content" that search engines reportedly hate and therefore rank poorly.
However, I would not want to quit posting my current happenings here.
But this would mean that somehow I would be making entries here, as well as entries from my old journal into my private blog (I am presently adding in those from 1981), plus somehow find the time to work on the new hosted website blog ─ all while trying to add some content on a daily basis into the latest post that I currently have in progress in one of my two hosted websites.
Yes, I also have two hosted websites; and because of how little time I currently have to do everything that I try to do everyday, a post in those websites takes me a month or more to finish. The reason for that is that those posts exceed 30,000 words ─ they are huge.
Consequently, I have no idea how I can fit in this proposed new hosted blog website that I am thinking about ─ my days have no real free time to give to it.
I need to be two people.
I think that the only other thing I will say before closing for the day is that ─ although I did not weigh myself today nor yesterday ─ whenever I do think to weigh myself on an empty stomach before having my day's first meal, I have for quite a few weeks been registering in the upper half of the 170s (pounds). Lately, I haven't been any worse than maybe 178 pounds.
For the bulk of my adult life, I have usually been in the low half of the 180s.
I just wanted to have that noted.
And that's it for today.
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