I find myself in some sort of strange mental null zone. Not at all sure just what happened, but I am working my way out of it, crawling slowly up the steep side of this rabbit hole. Need to reach the surface. Post haste, like.
Raining. Again. And all day yesterday which kept me from going to the DMV to get the plates for my new old car so I can take it home. Glaucoma and rain don’t mix, see. Or night. Or dusk. Sucks. But I just go to the sto.’ And maybe my sister’s or the fabulous friends who sold me this nifty motorized conveyance which will replace the old one, bless it’s little mechanical heart.
And there are only stems. Not audio ones, unfortunately.
So… a roost in the kiester is required. And a big one, at that.
Been this way for decades and it is well past high time it stopped and I could, you know, DO stuff. God help me.
Nukotsaut. E yeda. Battalions of shrinks have tried. I think it would help if there was a lady. But, that is truly a pipe dream. I think. But maybe not. Maybe not.
And they insist that I am not insane.
Anyway, the banality of my standard day has taken out some of my judgement it seems. You may have noticed me being bitten a lot lately by phony balony shite. Like when I was a naive, noobular kiddo. And that is not good. No, that does not sit well in my heart and I will once again endeavor to persevere in getting rid of that quality once and for all. I promise.
And I will have time, because I am retiring. Officially. And yes, it is true that I never thought I’d ever say that, but, here we are.
So here is a nice photo for you…
And here a great illustration of a Wendigo.
You don’t want to meet one, trust me.
It’s as hungry as it looks, see, and you’re lunch.
You don’t want to meet these peeps, either!
Not if you value your life, that is.
They really make you wonder about the real nature of the universe and just exactly what in the hell is going on that such creatures should or even could exist. I didn’t know if they really existed until one of the lads had his own encounter… and that was in the land down under. So yes, these critters do get around. I say critters because I am not at all convinced that they are human.
All you need to do is not let them in. They cannot hurt you if you don’t let them in. If you do, however, you’re done.
Wow, here is a fabulously creepy encounter from the May 10, ‘17 issue of Daily 2 Cents P and M !
BEK Encounter Disables Handheld
Ali Fahad wrote to ‘Beyond The Darkness’ about a BEK encounter:
Late April 2017 – Birmingham, UK
“My name is Ali and I’m from Birmingham UK. It has been raining pretty heavily here the past few days so there hasn’t been any children playing outside, however, on my way back home from work a few nights ago, it must have been around 6:30 or 7:00 PM, I saw two children playing in the rain. I thought nothing of it since I did it as a child. It always rains in the UK so we just learn to adjust to it sometimes.
A few hours later, I was leaving my house to go to the gym as I do most evenings and these two kids are still playing in the exact same spot. I thought maybe their parents told them to not move too far away from the house which made sense. So I just carried on my way.
I was returning home from the gym and it was now 9:35 PM exactly and these kids were still there. Only this time they acknowledged that I had seen them and the younger of the two approached me and simply asked if I would let them in because its raining and their parents weren’t home. I was going to let them in until I saw their eyes. They were completely black. The entire eye – black as coal! The brother began to approach. It looked as though he was older. The younger sibling was defiant and definitely in charge. She asked again, this time with more anger in her tone. ‘Just let us in!’ I stood frozen in fear so I said, ‘Let me get you some help’ and then I turned away and sprinted to my house, locked the door and ran to the window upstairs. I could see the kids still there. Now, this is where it gets weird. I took out my phone and thought, let me take a Snapchat of this and warn others.
As soon as I took the picture, they both looked up into the window like they knew what I was doing, and my phone, which was a 65% battery at the time, just died. I plugged the charger in and nothing. It wouldn’t even turn on. It’s just dead. I look back out the window and the kids were gone.
The next day I went knocking on the doors of my neighbors and none of them had children except one couple who had one child but is only six months old so I definitely believe I had an encounter with something else.”
Source: Beyond The Darkness – May 1, 2017
So, now that you know what to do and are safe, here is a nice car.