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I will tell you one of the most Ironic moments moments that has happend to me recently.
I was having delusion of angels and demons in my head fighting and someone wrong the doorbell.
It was a Johova Whitness Lady and she seemed all pumped up to tell me all this suff.
I was like NOT NOW PLEASE NOT NOW!!
lol
What is something Ironic that has happend in your iife latley?
I was having delusion of angels and demons in my head fighting and someone wrong the doorbell.
It was a Johova Whitness Lady and she seemed all pumped up to tell me all this suff.
I was like NOT NOW PLEASE NOT NOW!!
lol
What is something Ironic that has happend in your iife latley?
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I find myself going places in the car and not wanting to get out of the car. I come back home and I don't want to get out of the car. I think it's the only time I spend reflecting. Chronic tiredness from Long Covid plus the immunosupressing meds for my Crohn's is slowing me down but everything just seems a massive effort. I am dealing with the paperwork following my father's death but it's not...
Anyway.I had a similar one with the Jehovah's around the time of my ' God's Vessel' instalments.
I was receiving some interesting albeit searing information from the Voice Of All Voices. I remember the doorbell....then inviting the Jehovah' s inside.
I gave them tea, biscuits and cake.I was a good host.Clearly insane too, as a bonus.
They were comfy at first.
I must have said something really trippy cos they left in about ten minutes.
They even left the cake.
Who leaves cake ?
I only told them what God told me....I saved them from 4 Manic Episodes too.
Ungrateful swines.
I'm sure I have an irony story. I'll have to think about it. This is a fried brain day.
Like my shoes.
Actually, one was Matthew's mom.That was weirder.The mother of my first best friend.
At 8 yrs old we had seen Johnny Morris and the orchestra at Brum Town Hall.
Now here she was...dissing my facts about God.21 years later.
haha
Arf Arf
And now I have no living family members.
Ooops.
I'm DRENCHED with historical goodies like this
Then the first question would be " Have you had any dark or suicidal thoughts ? "
I would reply .." Well, not till I came here ! "