Walls of Silence

My cellphone alarm was unnecessary overnight, for I was awake and checked the time at 1:21 a.m. And although I did just lie there for a possible few minutes, I recognized its futility and rose.

My wife had apparently come home at some point following working the latter part of the day at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. Her eldest son was still up in the boys' den area, but he soon enough retired.

By the time I was set to leave for my five-mile+ walk, my fully clothed weight was 186 pounds at most ─ that was unexpectedly low by a couple of pounds.

I now forget just what the time was once I was outside, but it was just ahead of 2:30 a.m. And by the time I was home again, it was 4:31 a.m. There had been some time wasting by me because I ventured to the building area where Rayah is supposed to be living, vainly hoping that she might be outside in the vicinity.

I concluded that I shall not bother doing that again.

I saw a coyote some distance ahead of me cross Green Timbers Way (Google Map) and then cross back from whence it had come. This was the only incident worth mentioning concerning the walk.

Early into it I did stop at the elementary school playground three or four blocks from home and engaged a half dozen sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, managing 5-2-3-2-3-2 in repetitions. The very last of the repetitions was held between a pair of bars for a straining 20-count.

I concluded the exercising with a dozen slow full-range push-ups in a declined posture on a cement ramp leading up to one of the school's side doors.

The night was much milder than it has been of late. I could have exercised without my jacket.

I do not know for certain, but I hope that I was back to bed by 6 a.m.

I think that later it was around 8:30 a.m. or soon afterwards when I was awake enough to check the time, but already my Sabbath fast and caffeine abstention were kicking in, making me feel weak and listless. Without the lure of that first deliciously rich mug of instant coffee, there was no powerful incentive to draw me out of bed.

But I submitted, and was downstairs towards 9 a.m. just for the sake of playing videos on T.V. for my younger brother and I ─ it is a morning ritual.

I was to lead us off with this 14-minute (14:43) documentary published March 19 at Rumble's Sunfellow On COVID-19 channel: Deadly Quiet: The Wall Of Silence Surrounding Excess Deaths (A COVID-19 Documentary). There were other sources at Rumble ─ I just happened to choose this one.

https://sovrintv.substack.com/p/deadly-quiet

Refer to the video link for a description that I feel is too long to reproduce here. Suffice that it dealt with autopsies and the rubbery unnatural clots filling the arteries and even the veins of so many vaccine victims.

Then I played a 2018 movie that I previously recorded onto a thumb or flash drive: Zoe.

I feared that it would be too romantic for my romance-lacking brother, and this proved correct. He did not gripe; but no later than 10:40 a.m. he abruptly vacated the downstairs for his bedroom to "stretch out".

I had no idea that Christina Aguilera had a supporting role in the movie, incidentally.

I am unfamiliar with beautiful lead actress Léa Seydoux, but she was fabulous! I now want to see more of her ... even though I do suspect that I have before watched a movie or two that did feature her.

I understand about the transhumanism bid by the evil globalists helping to destroy the Western nations. But if it was possible to one day actually create such a perfectly replicated version of a woman ─ and I am here speaking of her burgeoning individuality and personality ─ I know that I could fall under the total beauty of 'someone' like Zoe and come to love her with my whole heart.

I found the ending of the movie to be quite powerful, for I badly wanted 'synth' Zoe to want to truly live again. At times I was able to see something of myself in the male protagonist when he lost his way and began taking the 'first love' drug while engaging sexually with various women in a failed bid to try and find happiness once more ─ just as Zoe had been doing after being shunned by him.

I was managing to identify my failed relationship with my wife as having a parallel, for if I had the resources to seek out intimacy with other women, I would do so, desperately hoping to one day find somebody who was right for me.

But I detest that I am unable to do this renaissance with my wife, for even with her I know I would need those resources ─ and no such exist within my possession. There can be no happy ending with her when I am the practically destitute ageing man that I am in this reality as it is for me now. There is nothing I can do to reclaim my wife.

It is a shame that my brother evinces no romance in his makeup. There are so very many movies that I just cannot watch with him.

Should you wish to sample the movie, it is presently available at this UpMovies.net link.

Speaking of my wife, she was evidently scheduled with a full workday today, so she ventured forth from her bedroom around 9:30 a.m. to begin readying for her day, probably leaving here around 10:15 a.m.

She did bid me a good morning when she first came down the stairs (I was alone in the living room); and then as she left, my brother and I got a "Bye" from her.

That was the extend of communication between my wife and I this morning.

I shall not be sitting up too late this evening, and will secure myself here in my bedroom if my brother shows up before I have yet retired. Thus, I will not be seeing my wife tonight either.

I intend to get up at 4 a.m. and by about 6 a.m. be on my way to visit the Save-On-Foods outlet in Fleetwood. Overall, the round trip walk must be darned near six miles.

This lacking due to hunger and caffeine-withdrawal saw to it that I napped deeply this overcast early afternoon.

Some rain is due tomorrow and possibly even on Monday, but the claim is that the coming week will yet see sunny and very warm weather hereabouts.

Yet if we were in the darker six months of the year, I could do tomorrow morning's planned shopping hike this evening. I cannot do so in the present because I cannot end my fast until dark. Thus, even if I put off the hike until 8:30 p.m., it would not yet be dark and I would not be able to even shore myself up with a gloriously rich mug of hot, somewhat sweet, and very creamy coffee.

And since the store closes at 10 p.m. and easily takes an hour to walk to from home, I would not want to leave here any later than 8:30 p.m. because doing so would crimp the amount of time I would be able to shop without feeling harried.

I weighed myself fully naked around 7:15 p.m. or so ─ maybe I was 173 pounds at worst. This is truly remarkable that I can register as weighing so lightly.

I intended to pass some of the earliest evening watching actress Léa Seydoux's first movie from 2006 ─ Girlfriends, or My Girlfriends (Mes copines), but I cannot find a source for it anywhere. This is most strange. However, since it is a foreign film, it happens for me often enough. For some reason, foreign films and T.V. series do not always get the exposure on the Web that English films and T.V. series do.

Bummer.

It is now just nearing 8 p.m., so I believe it prudent that I round up some supper for when it is dark just in case my brother returns from his daily socializing.