Live~NRGY

The games by themselves, I can handle and see right through them.

But for those who can’t see with their eyes because they’re just reading this, and many other past posts, every single detail that goes by me is filed into memory and brought back up to match up later on if necessary.

I can’t say I have 100 percent infallible memory, but it’s pretty damn close.

So for those who cannot see with their eyes – what I see as I go about my daily business, let me start off with this evening.

I was scheduled since last week for a Linked In mini-course at the Calgary Public Library.

As usual the trick is to delay getting me on time to events. So for those of you always having a hard time getting to something ‘ON TIME’, consider it part of the ‘SOCIAL ENGINEERING’ trick. It’s absolutely subtle, but it’s there. And when I put them all together over the course of time, they stick out like sore thumbs.

Quick detail on this – I gave my notice several times to move out cause I’ve decided I’m going to Banff. Room for rent and bingo, tonight is the night someone’s suppose to show up to view rooms in the landlord’s house. Of course I’m told this morning. Okay no problem but I’ve got course at 6:30pm at Public Library. Oh, someone is coming at 6:00pm. No show and off I go at 6:01pm catch C-Train to downtown. I can live with itinerant public transit schedules. They’re a fact of Life. So I got to the Library at 6:33pm.

Not bad. However, lo and behold sitting in the class of all things – Asian Girl among others. Young, mid twenties, and spitting image of my ex-wife. Yikes. Coincidence. Fat chance ! Similiarity was so striking that if I hadn’t known any better, I would have said it was her but back in the late ’90’s when I met her.

Off she scooted after the end of the course. The sad thing here that I want to bring up, is that like my ex-wife, and I won’t get into a social discourse about it, she is simply following orders. Plain and simple and no choice. Which not only in this case but others as well is exactly what I have mentioned in the past about corruption of innocence. Not only was she told to attend, but somehow I sense provoke me or otherwise engage with me somehow. This isn’t the first time either that I’ve noticed this. But on a FULL MOON in the sign of LIBRA and the Solar Sign of Aries the idea is that I’m full of piss and vinegar NOT HAVING HAD SEX FOR SO LONG NOW.

And to TOP it off, getting off at the C-Train station – EMS ambulance on wait nearby. I’m all alone almost on the train traveling and as usual full of young girls. So my best guess without really wanting to use too much NRGY on the useless part of thinking it through is that somehow I’m suppose to lose control over bodily functions. Get off the Train, ambulance leaves. Now you could say that it’s another coincidence, if only this were isolated incidences. However over time, there have been so many other little details as for them to be too noticeable.

And really the stories have been just as long as convoluted so adding more to my long stories would have been just too much and over the top.

The only reason I’m pointing it out now – is that it’s an entirely sad commentary on the desperate measures and idiocy of people who arrogantly think they know about NRGY and pretend to go through hoops to save face and the public at large.

As proof, many other people in similar circumstances who cry foul over being ambushed and pushed into similar corners become victims of these types of similar games. Where you would have innocence on the part of BOTH parties – aggressor and victim, both become puppets of games played well beyond their levels of consciousness and comprehensions.

It becomes a game where the numbers of public safety speak for themselves to justify not only budgets, but intrusions into privacy and lost of rights and freedoms of the many to catch the few fanatics and terrorists out there at all costs. I’m all for catching horror before it happens. Yet in the meantime between now and then, the dirt on the many gets caught up in the net to justify keeping tabs on them and the pretension of being busy and under funded.

Make no mistake – this is a very sophisticated invisible network that weaves itself into all fabrics of society – high and low with mechanisms so intricate and devious that one would not notice it unless they were doing a minute by minute scan of all things inter-connected in their own personal lives.

That’s what I do BEST and excel best at – I’m a MASTER of MY OWN DESTINY. I see through the lies, I see through the acts, I see through the sounds, I see through the games. Yet I partake to enjoy seeing how it unfolds until I decide that enough is enough.

As for that poor ASIAN girl like so many other, hopefully someone will be able to help here before she becomes another casualty of exploitation by those with little conscience.

As a last note, one day in the future, I’ll refer and point back to this article and you too will make the connection about what I’m talking about then and this now. I won’t speak of it now, but keep it in mind. I have had it on my mind for a long while now, it’s a matter of time before the inter-SEX-ions come about so that you understand.