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Itβs all in the can man, ready to go. I canβt wait babe. This is a huge milestone for me and my music. I feel like an 8-year-old kid standing in line to see Star Wars for the 22nd time, for the first time, which I did at the Chrisanta Twin in Theater, Mission Viejo [β¦]
Okay so confession time. This is something that’s been happening to me lately a lot. I’ve been meaning to write about it, because when I write about it I pay attention to it it’s just the life of a blogger you wouldn’t know, most likely.
I’ll be missing my wallet say for example because lazy ass me didn’t put it in the drawer where it belongs. So I jump to Alzheimer’s suspicion. Then I jump to child suspicion: child stole itΒ suspicion. And this doesn’t just happen at home this happens everywhere I go if I’m missing something I go right to blaming someone and every time I find it.
Let me repeat that: every time I feel paranoia that someone stole my s*** I find it.
So the next time I can’t find something I’m going to sit down and meditate or I’m going to forget the f*** about it because it’s going to turn up and I’m going to stop the paranoia the judging and the blaming. βοΈ
I thought to myself recently, earlier tonight specifically,
“I don’t have enough pictures in my albums nor on my walls. I need memories. I have memories, but I need pictures to remind me of my memories and the ones I love up in photos in my sweet home, which I am so thankful for, period.
So I thought, “DAme how shall I transfer my desire from my heart to my computer, which is digital, to Walgreens, one hour photo, and in turn tony frames and albums on my kitchen table period.
I scolded myself briefly, remembering I’m on GoFundMe for God sakes. I remembered I’m near broke. I do have a little nest egg I can feel thankful for.
I’m starting back riding the bus four times a day on Monday, and waves of fear hit like Donehey beach so I should save the nest egg that I have and not be wasting it on photos, period.
That was not my guardian angel protector speaking just now.
But then I thought, what did I write my book on, period? I wrote my book on the law of Attraction and purposefully feeling good which attracts an awareness to the Surplus ALREADY HERE, period.
My guardian angel who IS me said,
“Maybe you can’t put money out at Walgreens yet DAme period. But we can get access to that good feeling of a surplus of money, which we always have soon, and transform want making it feel a little bit better by putting photos in a folder and spending some time with a cup of coffee, pre-planning my trip to Walgreens, period. I can stop what’s being spent today and make myself feel good for free.
And that’s what I thought tonight. I wanted to share it here on my blog with you, period.
I do that, you know.
My new book Surplus is available to you immediately for eBook download. It’s $9.99.
If you can’t afford that, or you just plain don’t have an interest, that’s perfectly fine. It’s just that wrote it for people, and I’d like people to read it, period.
My dear friends & family who care for the welfare of your fellow Americans in need,
I have a specific point to share with you and it wonβt take even a minute of your time. Thank you in advance if you decide to continue.
Please, please assist the non-readers when they appear in your orbit. They often suffer in prideful silence.
Youβd think this solely a task for us teachers but adults like this exist everywhere and most are afraid to admit their gigantic handicap, being that they cannot read.
A huge percentage of illiterate adults in America are unemployed, not by their choice or lack of trying as Republicans these days pigeon-hole the poor in their Trumpy βMAGAβ worldview.
Obamaβs speech last night was marvelous. The tide of humanity is turning so I ask you to get on board, get on the right side, the human side of America.
Evil is going out of style canβt you feel it? Vote Democrat, vote Kamala Harris in November I entreat you to believe as I know: she gets the concept of Natalie Merchantβs truly necessary and emotive song. βοΈ