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I enjoyed my extra-long time in bed last night; and even when I rose to use the toilet around 5 a.m. and gave serious consideration to just remain up and cancel my 6 a.m. cellphone alarm, I gave sleep a good shot.

When my cellphone alarm sounded, initially I never heard it because I was lying on my right side and my left ear had become blocked (a chronic problem for me when I lie on a side). As a result, a full minute passed before I became aware of the faint alarm.

Between that, and recollection of what could only have been a couple fragments of dream, I had to accept that I had gotten back into some sleep.

At points overnight I had heard it raining rather hard outside ─ our stretch of very frosty nights was at an end.

When I had my backyard tool shed exercising ─ six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups off the sides of a child's slide ladder that I have spread across some rafters ─ I matched my recent several mornings, but it was something of a strain. I am having to force it now, making the match only because I have previous sessions as an achievable target.

Ultimately, this traditionally leads to an overwork situation because my ageing physiology does become overworked due to the stressed muscles and such failing to sufficiently recover from previous sessions.

But for the present, at least: two sets of pull-ups (3-1 repetitions), two sets of chin-ups (2-2 repetitions), and two sets of pull-ups between the sides of the ladder (one pull-up in each set). I held the dead hang of that last pull-up for a 50-count.

Then the squat work to rebuild strength and size in my damaged right leg's quadriceps muscles, most especially at the knee.

My younger brother had meantime risen and was watching T.V. when I came back into the house. I do not believe that it was yet 8 a.m.

I waited until after 9 a.m. before joining him for some morning T.V., and soon got his invitation to start operation of our old T95X Android 9 TV Box.

First I tuned in a 1⅔-hour (1:42:56) video that had been streamed January 22 to Rumble's The HighWire with Del Bigtree channel: Episode 460: MOVING THE NEEDLE.

A major court ruling in Canada has declared Prime Minister Trudeau’s use of emergency powers against the trucker convoys illegal, including freezing bank accounts and silencing dissent. Is this a turning point for government overreach worldwide? Del and Jefferey Jaxen report.

Jefferey Jaxen examines growing claims from Senator Rand Paul that the Department of Justice may be blocking accountability for Anthony Fauci, despite mounting evidence of suppressed debate and destroyed records.

Plus, Del sits down with pediatrician Dr. Joel “Gator” Warsh, who once trusted the vaccine program, until “the science” no longer supported it. Can honest conversation restore trust and reveal common ground?

Our second and final video was the nearly half that remained of a video we had to break from yesterday morning due to its length. At over two hours (2:09:28), it had been uploaded February 27, 2016, to YouTube's Proper Gander channel: Energy Technology Breakthrough - Michael Tellinger and the Ubuntu Movement.

Michael Tellinger at the Breakthrough Energy Movement Conference, 2012 Holland.  Michael Tellinger is a scientist, explorer and internationally acclaimed author who has become an authority on the origins of humankind and the vanished civilizations of southern Africa. Scholars have told us that the first civilization on Earth emerged in a land called Sumer some 6000 years ago. New archaeological and scientific discoveries made by Michael Tellinger, and a team of leading scientists, show that the Sumerians and even the Egyptians inherited all their knowledge from an earlier civilization that lived at the southern tip of Africa more than 200,000 years ago… mining gold. Michael Tellinger presents just some of the startling scientific evidence that led to his groundbreaking discoveries and conclusions. He further suggests how we can learn from those early humans in our search for peace and a harmonious, unified world, with abundance for all.

Ubuntu Liberation Movement -  We, the people, have appointed the politicians as our servants to do the best they can for us - the people. The politicians and the government have failed us dramatically and have betrayed the dream of Nelson Mandela and many other humans of integrity who dedicated their lives to our freedom. Today, as South Africans and the rest of humanity, we face a greater threat than any other threat we have faced before. The threat of absolute enslavement by those who control the global economy and the financial systems.

Credo Mutwa's father was a former Catholic catechist from the Embo district near Inanda. His mother was the descendant of a long line of Zulu medicine-men and custodians of tribal lore and customs. His parents parted shortly after Vusamazulu's birth, because his mother refused to convert to Christianity.

Mutwa was educated by his maternal grandfather, a medicine-man, and carrying the bags for him, the boy learned some of the older man's secrets.  In 1928 Vusamazulu was taken to the Transvaal by his father. They lived on a farm near Potchefstroom.  After twenty years of different farms the father found employment in one of the Johannesburg mines as a carpenter.

There are a number of links beneath the YouTube description that I am not going to take the bother of reproducing, so go there if the topic interests you.

I found the first half of the video that concerned itself with speculative archaeology to be curious and interesting, but much was impossibly far-fetched.

As for Michael Tellinger's description of contributionism as he imagines it, the concept is impossible with human beings as they are. We are essentially selfish ─ we need personal material gain to motivate us to apply ourselves as in occupations. We would not long be working just for the betterment of the community at large.

Can you imagine spending your years working all day or night for free in a plywood mill, for example? I tried the job as a teen and could not bear it ─ for me, the stress was absolutely frightening. No amount of money would have been incentive enough ─ forget doing it without pay and only for the benefit of one's fellow Man!

I am not of a communal mindset to begin with. I am reclusive by nature. I want to live far from other people. I have been this way ─ aware of it, at least ─ since I was at least as young as 14 (I am 76 now).

I just don't want to be around people ─ plain and simple, and end of story. To have been able to go back in time and devote my life working for nothing, and just for the betterment of my community and my fellow Man ─ forget it! Leave me be!

Anyway, that's me.

After my brother returned to his bedroom for more rest, I was likely back to bed before 12:30 p.m., for I had eaten fairly early into watching T.V. with my brother.

But sleep was difficult ─ I wanted it, but I felt wired. I doubt that I was abed 1½ hours, and only seemed to deteriorate in that I felt like I was close to the consequences of bad eyestrain in the sense of migraine, but without an actual perceivable headache.

By the way, I never heard my wife come home last night, but at some point she was to slip two $100 bills under my bedroom door ─ probably all I am going to receive from her of the $500 she had gotten from me three or four weeks ago ... or was it longer back?

She did not have to work today, so she had still not risen by the time I sought that nap during the noon hour. Yet she was not home when I rose.

She had gone shopping.

We actually had a little conversation betimes after she was back home, but she was not here to stay. Around 4:40 p.m. she left without a word to me, and I expect that she won't be back until at least Friday.

I was in no mind for the usual light exercise session in her bedroom by then ─ I need to deal with these sessions earlier in the afternoon than that. (My bedroom is too tiny and cluttered to allow exercising.)

But I will have all day tomorrow for exercising at my whim, as already said ─ she is unlikely to return until Friday.

As the afternoon today winds to a close, I feel myself to be hitting quite a decline. In fact, I am going to break from this post to lie down in darkness for a while until I can recover enough to have a small supper and then try and get into a couple or so shows and some drinking.

Right now it is 5:40 p.m., and I hear some rain beginning outside.

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With no delight, the first show on my viewing list proved to be The Flash ─ episode nine ("It's My Party and I'll Die If I Want To") of season nine. My source was this CineGo.co link.

It sure will be good to be done with "Barry Allen" and his endless pontificating. This episode was made bearable by having the gorgeous actresses to look at ─ Kayla Compton ("Allegra") looked especially hot in the bare-shouldered sweater she wore this episode.

The episode finished by 7:26 p.m., and I realized that my brother was already back (from his daily social drinking) and was now watching T.V. and drinking with Bev.

Next I happily watched Superman & Lois ─ almost everything by way of interest and excitement that The Flash is not. The episode was season two's episode 12 ("Lies That Bind"). My source was another CineGo.co link.

My big complaint, though, is that I am getting entirely fed up with the villainess "Ally" character ─ the ageing dame needs to be gotten rid of fast, 'cause I cannot continue watching episode after episode with this woman as a threat. She is nothing to me, and I am not in the least convinced of her power, so let's move on to someone more believable.

Too bad about Superman's brother, though ─ how the Hell did he wind up on her Earth anyway? Did she overpower him physically and take him away with her?

Feeble, man!

Anyway, the episode ended shortly ahead of 8:30 p.m., and I had drunk a second can of Cariboo Strong malt (7% alcohol), having drunk the first can during The Flash.

I thereafter took the 15 or so minutes to brush my teeth, and then I poured a glass tumbler (eight or so ounces) of Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol).

'Twas time for a sitcom. Specifically, Whitney ─ episode four ("Hello Giggles") of season two. This time, my source was a CineGo.tv link. (If you did not catch the difference, the two previous sources above were .co and not .tv.)

I have not felt as sleepy this evening as I have felt for the past several evenings, but I have no idea why. I still would like to be abed before even 11 p.m., if possible. I'm done with the shows and the drinking for this evening.

Heck, maybe I will just publish this post now and carry on with whatever I need to do to clear away the remainder of my evening here at my bedside computer, for it is 10:09 vp.m.