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“The Sky Is A Neighborhood”

2:42 am

Interesting song lyrics. Good song. It's been awhile, huh ?? I was given an old computer that was slow. I deleted some stuff and what not, some things won't work, like the defragmentor. Which is not cool but at least the computer is working pretty good now. We just need a comfy chair that fits at this desk and I will use it more often.

Not a whole lot has changed. I'm still alone, I'm still depressed and I haven't won the lottery. HAha. I wish. I really do. And yes, those are my kittens. I couldn't take the lonely, quiet house anymore. We lost our ferret Roxy, our dog Mina and three cats....Patches, Persuasion and Sweetie. Five pets within one year....we had to get some kittens. It started with these two....

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Are they not the cutest tiger kittens ever ?? And so sweet. Amelia and Killian. I rescued from under a porch down near my old favorite dive bar. Literally like two or three houses down. Lol. Seriously....look at how cute they are.....

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Two weeks later, I got a call asking if I wanted their brother....

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Of course we wanted that cute face. And so do a lot of others. Too bad. I've always wanted a Ragdoll and he may not be purebred but he sure is just like one. Temperament and looks. Besides, most of you wouldn't want to put up with him anyway. He's the bad one. Of course. He hates liter boxes. His fave place to poop is next to the toilet, in front of me. Lol. Easy clean up for sure. But the pee, well, he really likes my dogs blankets. Not cool. I'm truly hoping that once he's fixed and allowed out that he will be like Tiger, my older boy who only goes outside. Fingers crossed. Yes, I deal with it, cats are picky, he doesn't want to walk on anyone else's poop, you can't blame him...lol. I know we will work it out and I'm thankful that none of them scratch or rip apart things. They just like to knock everything off the counters and tables so they can play with it. Except Killian, he also has a thing for climbing windows, thankfully not the curtains.

The three after a bath....

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Then, a month or so later, we found this guy in the road....

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He followed a mentally handicapped lady to the Gatehouse and sat there for a little over 13 hours, hoping someone would feed him or water him. He was malnourished and is missing half his tail  :((  So I brought him home. And a few days later, we decided he was staying and his name is Lucky. We chose that name because he is lucky we found him and love him and want him. The other three took him in as tho he is their long lost brother.....and who knows, maybe they are. They have a lot of the same markings and came from the same area of town, they very well could have the same dad. Ha. And days later, we realized, he's also cat #7 right now, so Lucky is the perfect name for him.

Just look at how cute they all are....

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Ok, ok, enough with the cute kittens...for now anyway. Yeah, I don't think I'm getting real babies so these ones keep me busy and make me laugh. Plus now my dog has some kittens to play with. The big cats hate him because they just want to sleep. Lol.

Ok, on to more serious things. Sadly, my uncle has passed away. The one I had been fighting with and was starting to make up with. I'm still in shock, he went in his sleep, so unexpected. My mom took his big dog, I took the little one, one of his cats passed a few weeks after him and the other one is still running around in the woods down there. Yes, now I have two dogs plus the one I'm fostering. My girl is Bella....and she loves my heated seats and car rides.....

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Speaking of, I have asked the foster dog's owner to find her a new place when my uncle passed. But of course, she hasn't tried. She hasn't tried to do anything. At all. I have cut her out of my life. I felt bad at first but not anymore. I just stopped talking to her. I couldn't do it anymore. I had been giving her rides to work for way too many months. At first, I thought it would just be a couple weeks till she got her car fixed. But a couple months went by and her car still sat, never even towed yet. I started bitching about it and she finally got it towed. Like two months ago. I have told her and told her that her schedule sucks and is not working for me. It was interfering with my sleep, my Uber and stressing me the fuck out. Especially when she would text me and say that she was done work, knowing full well that I was in Bloom doing Uber, only to make me sit and wait at least 30 minutes before she was actually done work. I told her and told her how much money I could have made doing Uber instead of waiting there for her. So why oh why can't this chic get it thru her head that she's wasting my time and costing me money ?? She doesn't tip me, she doesn't use Uber, she pays me gas. That's it. Has me take her to work, from Danville to Bloom and then I have to go back to Danville because what else am I going to do at 10 am ???? NO one uses Uber that early. Then, then I go pick her from work, which who knows when it will be, sometimes she's cut after two short hours (which often means that she won't even have gas money) or.....they keep her till 5pm. Like I want to keep living this way, waiting around for her, getting paid gas money. And don't forget, she has to stop for cigs and food. UGH

Anyway, if she's reading this, which I doubt, another reason I'm mad at her, she doesn't ever give me support in my businesses; I want her to know that it's not too personal, it's just that I deserve better and I have bills to pay. Unlike her. Just earlier tonight, one of my Uber riders paid me $20 for a ride from the dive strip club to his hotel, a few miles, and he paid me twice what she pays me to make two trips to Bloom and back.

And it's not even just the money. It's also the fact that she's not supportive. I've made her so much jewelry, gave it to her, so she could wear it at work....so she can attract money and advertise for me. But after six plus months, she still doesn't even put makeup on for work. Then, when she is in my car, all she does is stare at her phone and smoke. Forget trying to have a convo. with her, it's like talking to a wall. And what about her dog ?? She's been here way too long, is a huge pain in the ass for me and her owner does not care. The dog is spending most of her time in a cage and her owner is not trying to find her a new home at all. She doesn't even give me money to feed the dog. What a great owner.

Alright, I'm done....I'm in love with my kittens and I'm still looking for My Man....he's out there somewhere and I wish that I don't have to spend another winter alone....I absolutely Hate the cold

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Synchronicities

11:54 pm I Love them. Most of them. Some are strange. Today I woke up about ten minutes before my daughter and her friend came back from swimming. Her friends mom wanted to see the kittens. Found out that my daughters friend has an Irish twin brother, Donny. How awesome is that ??

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I have to write about something else now, My Donnie makes me dreamy. I definitely thought about the Piano Man the other night. I had fun. Laughed a whole lot. He's been thinking about Me. And so has Scorpio Ryan. Ryan was mad that I wrote about him again, he hasn't stalked me and has kept me blocked. But he's back. I feel him. Plus, I picked up an Uber rider the other night named Ryan. He had an accent and four people with him. He sat in front, the rest in the back. They sang the whole trip, thanking me for being there. Yes, they were intoxicated. It was fun. They tipped me as much as Uber would allow, which was double what they paid for the ride.

Haven't read my blog before ?? That's ok. If you go to my website (linked below) and watch the picture slideshow while listening to the music player, You will most likely get my message. Or you can click on some of the categories and read more about a certain subject.

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I'm helping awaken humans. Now is the time to understand and use Your power. We are here to save ourselves, other humans and Mother Earth. Raise Your vibration, Believe that We, the Human Race, have the power to stand up to the elite, the powerful and take back our Home. We have to stop allowing our food to be grown with chemicals where there are so many natural ways of protecting our food. We Are what we eat. Let's make it healthy again, our food and our selves. Mostly Mother Earth. Believe In Yourself and Be the Good that Mother Earth Needs. Love is the highest vibration, "God" is LOVE

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“My Hero” Foo Fighters

10:36 pm Feeling better thanks to some rants and posts on Facebook, told by several to keep going. I don't have much to say, it's been a long, rough day. The only thing I want to write about it is my beliefs. As they have come into question by several folks lately. Over drug addiction. I shared this pic and got some heated responses. It started with a girl I met on Facebook when I made my new account, I was looking for a different Candi, we had mutual friends. A year later, we have met and been hanging out. Even after finding out that we both dated Home Depot. We talked about it once for a few minutes and moved on. But today, she exploded over this. Her issue was that it says you have a weak mind. She doesn't believe that. I thought we agreed that it was personal opinion and we obviously felt differently.

I knew that when I started this journey, starting a blog and Facebook business announcing who I am and never holding back, would be difficult. But I didn't expect it to lead me to attempting suicide. I have opened up arguments with complete strangers in many groups. Some of these immediately became friendships, others getting people blocked and getting kicked out of groups for being better at this than the administrators. Being an Empath Shaman and mirroring people....showing them who they are by taking on their feelings and words and giving them right back. Some people see Love, some people see Hate, they see what they should see in their self.

SO....I did my best to keep my cool with her but she continued to comment and rant on my post, told off one my bestest friends and supporters, told me I wasn't a Real Shaman, in way many more words, went to MY Empath group, found a post I made and ranted on that. Thru all this, I asked her to stop several times. First being as nice as possible, then straight up telling her that she was being a bitch. Then she started tagging me in posts. I felt like she was trying to force her opinion down my throat. So I blocked her. I just recently unblocked her tho, I think she's over it now. I was fine with agreeing to disagree but she pushed me too far.

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I Believe that Life is what You make it. With your thoughts, your mind, your soul, that You are a God and have the power to do what You want. It's not easy, especially with so many billion people in the World. I guess that's why there are so many Angels here now with US. I have many. Tony's, Mike's, many B-day Twins. They are Real and we help each other, all of US. If you don't Believe in You, how can anyone else ?? If you don't think you can quit drugs or leave that abusive relationship, then your thoughts, your mind is weak. No one said it was wrong, to ME, it says you need to strengthen your brain. Train yourself with positive thoughts, forget that pain by distracting yourself and learn to ride it out. Get help if you need it; I did, at 36 years old. I finally came to terms with the fact that my mom really is a narcissist because I finally got sober. I went between many different chemicals while drinking alcohol for 15 years or so.

I woke up for ME this time

I was done helping others, thanks to my mom, my neighbors and Boston. Michael from Connecticut mirrored ME and we showed each other what we learned, what we can do and what we were looking for in a True Love partner. We even helped each other learn how we were going to best talk to and deal with our True Loves. We met the first time I went to the psychiatric ward in Geisinger Danville, July 11, 2016. A Man named Michael, from Connecticut, stuck in MY town, lost and playing Christmas music on the Piano for ME from Day One of my stay. When I cut myself to show others how much words hurt, bullying and took a vacation in the mental ward because I was poor. And hiding from a guy who was from Boston. Hanging out with a Man from Connecticut. Fast forward 6 months, I try to kill myself and end up in the Psyche Ward again, with an even more amazing experience. With a Man from Bloomsburg, who doesn't look like anyone I have ever met. He has one tattoo, Anomaly. I stand by what I say. I met more addicts in this place, of course, I've attracted them my whole life and have been called the Mom since my teenage years. Probably since around the age my daughter is NOW. Most of the addicts I met in the psyche ward, got the help they needed and enjoyed the vacation. A lot of them even admitted that it helps them but then something traumatic happens, they start using and so they check them selves in before they end up dead. Something WE are all capable of. MIND and Will power, all the way. Believe you can do it and just do it.

And thank you Facebook for notifying me of a like on the featured pic just now, I was just going to find it and download it for this blog <3

"Superman (It's Not Easy)"

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