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Quote:Colorado Gov. Jared Polis issued an emergency disaster declaration in his state over an outbreak of highly pathogenic bird flu in northeastern Weld County as officials recently reported that 1.8 million chickens were impacted by the virus.
The governor “verbally” declared a disaster after “an avian flu outbreak in a commercial poultry facility in Weld County,” according to a news release from his office issued on Monday. Mr. Polis’s office did not name the facility that was impacted by the outbreak.
The declaration means that Colorado can use its emergency powers to “take all necessary and appropriate state actions to assist with response, recovery, and mitigation efforts.”
In an update issued on July 8, the Colorado Department of Agriculture confirmed that 1.78 million chickens were impacted by highly pathogenic avian influenza.
The Colorado Department of Public Health and Environment said in a statement on July 3 that a dairy farm worker in northeastern Colorado was infected with the H5N1 bird flu and had direct exposure to cattle infected with the virus. His only symptom was conjunctivitis, colloquially known as pink eye, which was described by the agency as mild.
“He has recovered. This case is an employee at a dairy farm in northeast Colorado who had direct exposure to dairy cattle infected with avian flu. To protect patient privacy, additional details are not being provided,” the agency said last week in a news release.

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A few decades ago, when I was a young man, I was told, repeatedly, that I had a "dry" sense of humor, and when pressed it was explained to me as a "British" sense of humor. I didn't know what they meant then, and I don't know quite what it means now, decades later. Webster's Unabridged Dictionary has been no help at all nor has The Encyclopedia Britannica, which one would think would be the most helpful of all, but nada.

Be that as it may, I know what I like, and over time I've come to like "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" series by Douglas Adams. Thrashing around through the tall weeds of YouTube, I stumbled across a copy of the audiobook version, read by Mr. Adams himself. The ravages of age have made reading a less pleasurable experience than it had been formerly, so I glommed on to the audio version as if it were manna from heaven - which it may have been, given the current state of my eyesight as compared to former times.

I reasoned that, being read by the author of the series himself, this is what Adams intended the books to be read like, with all the proper inflections and pronunciations as he intended them to be. That's a rare thing in the audiobook world, it being that most of them are read by professional narrators. Those narrators may be very good, and very professional, but they are decidedly NOT the original author, and so must make the odd faux pas here and there during the reading. My assumption is that the original author is less likely to make such tiny misreadings.

So, without further ado or bloviation, I present to you "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" in all of it's original read glory.

The original book in the series:




The second book in the series, "The Restaurant at the end of the Universe":




The third book in the series, which was originally conceived of as a trilogy... so this ought to have been the final book, but was not, "Life, The Universe, and Everything":




Since "trilogy" turned out to be an increasingly inaccurate mislabeling, there is more to come in the next post.

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Narcissism:


If Jesus taught us to love one another, to have mercy and compassion for each other, and to help one another in times of need; expecting nothing in return, and if Jesus taught us to be humble and meek patient and kind, slow to anger quick to forgive, and if you believe all of this then you know I've described the "spirit" of Jesus. A Holy Spirit.


If you take a look at narcissism what you'll see is the exact opposite of this. You will see the an "anti-chirst spirit."

A spirit that is against all things Christ.

They don't forgive. 
Make false testimonies.
They are selfish and self absorbed.
They are not patient.
They are proud.
They do not care for or about others; unless it's to make themselves look "good."
They are not meek.
They are not kind.

They are the opposite of the Spirit of Christ.

Anything that is the opposite of Jesus is the "antichrist spirit."


I was given some advice to use my sword to cut right through the bullspit.


This is my first swing.

The video is about the OSS, CIA, Operation Paper Clip, the covert war against Russia using NAZI Werewolves, and Operation Gladio. We have all heard about the rumors of drug dealings by the CIA but the Why Files tells us why and even explains what bank was used to hide the vast sums of money... There is much information you can either believe or disregard however if all true we live in a very sick lying deceitful world in way to many ways.

Quote:Operation Gladio | How The Mob Financed The CIA's Secret Army After World War II, the CIA hatched a covert plan to stop Soviet expansion in Europe. They created a secret army, recruiting an unexpected mix of allies. This clandestine operation, known as Gladio, spanned across all NATO countries. What began as a defensive strategy quickly morphed into something far more sinister. Innocent civilians became casualties in a shadow war fought on European streets.

As all of you have followed along with my ramblings you all have seen a good glimpse into my life. I have used this site to sort some things out, say things I can't say and discuss things i cant anywhere else. This is the one bugaboo about solitude. No one to talk to.

You all have been the crutch on which I've leaned.

I'd like to put this all into perspective for you. I have made some decisions and am going to start making them happen soon. I hope I can put this behind me very soon.

But, this is the situation. 

2012

I end up getting myself into a spot of trouble. I had spent about 90 days in jail for some dumb crap I pulled. I did my time, got out and never did that again.

When I got out I went back to live with my mom and dad deep in the nowhere of the woods of GA. Nothing to do but rot out here. I'm not a hunter and so I didn't fit in.

I get a job and start to work. I am working for a couple of months. My dad had actually been taking me to work every day because I had a license suspension. I was on my way to getting myself put back together from my own mess.

My dad starts to get sick during this time. He's getting worse and fast. It gets to a point he can no longer drive me to work. As we struggle to get me to work, the company I work for shuts down. Dad steadily gets worse. He ends up having a ulcer the size of a golf ball right in the pit if his stomach. The valve that connects to stomach to small intestines. Tye jujatnam valve (best attempt of spelling). He steadily gets worse and worse to the point he becomes immobile. I end up having to be his bed side nurse. Meanwhile my mom is wacked out of her mind on Xanax and all matter of prescriptions. She's of no help and is actually just more work. So, I am taking care of my dying father and my wacked out doped up mom.

This is a nightmare that lasts 3.5 years.

Summer of 2015 dad finally gets a surgery and he is able to eat without a feeding tube. He has been starving to death for 3 years now, and when the man could eat.....the man ate. And ate. And ate.

I was a chef as a young man and so I cooked him every cuisine from every part of the world I could come up with. I cooked for him 10 times in one day sometimes. He went from starving to death to getting some weight back on him and some strength returned. Dad was 5'7" maybe 150lbs his adult life. He got down to 77lbs. He was literally skin and bones.

Once he was up beboping around and could manage getting around rhe house on his own I set my sights on getting the hell out of this prison of health care and torment of my mom going crazy all the wwhile.

I jump on a dating site for the first time and meet a nice girl actually. I ended up moving in with her after dating a few months and living with and dating her for 3 years. The relationship takes a turn and we split.

I go back home around July of 2018. 

Dad dies in September 2018.

By November I haul ass back to my home state. I had started a new relationship with an old flame from back home. I get back home and find work and my life takes off again.

January 2019 I'm in the hospital. Dying. From "digestive issues."

This was after everything I had watched my father go thru. Now it's me in the hospital. 

This goes on for a while. I end up losing job after job due to the fact I'm in the hospital every other month for a week. 

Long story short there, I end up getting fixed up, but had been back staying with my mom in GA. I couldn't get back on my feet and fight for my life at the same time.

Here's my issue.

I am now taking care of my mother, with her being disabled and unable to care for this big house and huge property. 

(For those who don't know both my mom and dad abused me. I've taken care of my father until his death and now I'm doing the same for her)

My mom has been missing my dad, and feeling lonely. She has been dating. I support this full heartedly. 

However...

I am currently watching my abusive mother go all around with all these different men,and making these horrific decisions, and even being reckless with meeting strangers online and these strange men are just showing up here, and I'm just expected to protect her from all of this. She has moved 4 men into this home. Every single time a man ends up living here, I end up homeless. The situations have been so bad and she keeps doing the same reckless things, and I have zero control. I am all for people living their own lives and all that, but these are mistakes I never would have made. And I'm an idiot. And still know better than this. I have had to run a few of them off because of dangerous situations. 

I'm telling you this rogue-nation because, yes, this is driving me crazy. It's been traumatic. One year on my birthday I walk out from just waking up in the morning. She hints that she wants me to cook for her and one of her dates. On my birthday. She even says, "he wants to have rice and tomatoes." She literally thinks I'm am ass because I found this to be offensive and hurtful. All I can do is voice this like a child to get her to understand. But she doesn't.  I could share way too many more stories like this. And this isn't that bad compared to others.

I ended up in a psych ward about 2 years ago. I had fallen back into old abuse. Abuse I hadn't been through since I was 16 and moved out.

And it keeps happening. The things she can expect, and say, and do can traumatize you. It's so offensive, and so selfish that it can break you. Knowing this person doesn't love anyone is bad enough. But to endure this like this has been the most toxic adult experience of my life. Every single therapist I had spoken to while in the psych ward, and sharing all of what's been going on, they all told me I'm being put through old trauma and I need to leave that situation immediately; and even completely turn my back on my mom.


Every fiber of my being knows this is what I need and should do. If this was anyone else I'd be long gone. 

But this is my mom. My main abuser. If I'm still here, it's because of God and the "honor thy mother and father." I feel like I honored my dad by helping him thru his health issues and into his passing, and I feel that it is my duty to do the same for my mom.

But this trauma shi* has to stop or I am going to completely break my brain.

My two sisters, my son, my nieces and nephews don't have anything to do with her. No one does. She'd have no one to help except some random dude she .eets online. The dudes she's bringing around are scum. Taking all her stuff and spending all her money. All while I care for this home, her, her two cars and her 3 acres.

Some random dude can come along and become king of this castle from the moment he sets foot in here. And they have ALL had this mentality. 

I even had one pull a knife on me last year and I ended up becoming homeless and dependent on total (lying) strangers.

Things have been quiet for a minute. But she's met someone new now. This concerns me because I'm always harshly affected. 

What would you do? Would you not put up with it, and leave? Or would you learn the "long-suffering" fruit?

But this is why, Rogue-Nation. It's too much, and I just want to have some structure and not feel these old feelings I hadn't been through since a child.

I'm having childhood flashbacks constantly in these situations.

I know this for certain. This isn't healthy for me and is the definition of toxic, and the only way for it to stop is to run and don't look back.

But if I leave I'm afraid someone will hurt her. Then I would be the ass.

What to do....

This is a first for me. As this place knows I'm no stranger to the paranormal. Every time you think you've seen it all something new blows you away.

This has me creeped out a good bit.


Something has been going on for a couple of weeks now. As I have shared in the past the house I am living in has always had a strong paranormal presence. Things have been really quiet for a good long while. Ive been saying for a while now, "I think they're all gone, for good." I hadn't seen anything. No slamming doors. No weird vibes or cold spots. It has been quite nice.

This was up until a couple of weeks ago when I noticed something, out of the corner of my eye; something new I'd never seen before.


This was a white apparition. At firs I shrugged it off as some weird eye thing. It was so prevalent and visible that when I saw it I thought to myself I might need to get my eyes checked, or maybe it was something medically wrong.

Because what I think I had just seen isn't possible. 

I go about my business and a day later bam. There it is again.

White apparition. Only this time I felt something behind me and turned to look and it was there. Bit as soon as I've got a lock on it with my eyes, it disappeared. 

This was a woman in white. An apparition looking thing. I could even see a face.

Watching me....

I've seen this 7 or 8 times now. Hiding in bedrooms as I'm walking by, or around a corner, or behind me. I've seen different angles. 

I was walking into my kitchen to get some late night munchies. The master bedroom is just off the kitchen and right by my microwave. I got a bowl of chicken and rice and turn to go put it in the microwave and I turn and lock eyes with this woman in white....staring dead at me. Looking frantic.

I keep getting a clearer and clearer look each time I see her. Always watching, with that same look. Whatever it is it is more interested in me than anything I've ever encountered. 

She's got long dark hair, and follows me around like a child that's intrigued by me. Running along behind me and watching me from corners. I just got up to take my plate back to the kitchen. I was watching for her. With chills. I was walking back to my chill room and I did a quick check behind me and damn sure enough there she was. As soon as I spot her she fades off into something, sort of like shadow people. Only she's brilliantly white. I don't think she wants to harm me, but she is definitely watching and very interested in something. She seems frightened actually.



This sounds as crazy as it gets. But this keeps happening. 

Anyone ever heard any lore about a woman in white watching?

A short deep dive into the fictional Nixon film 'Secret Honor' in which a plausible case is made for the scandalized former president as a puppet, not king, controlled by a shadowy plutocratic 'Council of 100' that converges around the secret society retreat at... none other than the Bohemian Grove.




I had never heard of this "fictional" 1984 film. Spot on with the quote, "...as usual we won the war, but lost our freedoms. The true American way."

Regardless of the official story many have suspected all along it was either Mossad or Saudi Arabia who financed and pushed for 911. Looks like a new finger is pointing at Saudi involvement.