More Good Reasons on Why to Ditch FaceBook

I know. I'm on a roll. But there are ton of peeps out there that have rid themselves of FaceBook.

https://youtu.be/TCQEaqqXfH8

Hope everyone is doing great!

Hugs and chocolate,
Shelly

Conspiracy Theories: Predictive Programming or Exposing the Elites Plan for Humanity

I love the X-Files. I've always been a fan. However, there have been some interesting coincidences correlating to America. 

How the Elite of this country use pharmaceuticals, GMOS, television, consummerism and much more...against us. 

With this episode though, I found it interesting that FOX heavily advertised another new show between takes. Lucifer. It will be airing on Monday nights after the X-Files?

Hmmm...rubbing my chin here. Anyway, the initial X-Files show aired on Sunday night. The premise: alien abductions and human-alien hybrids. Is it aliens coming to harm us or the human elite? It left me asking this: are the powers that be preparing us for Lucifer  and his fallen making a nationwide appearance?

Lucifer. Aliens. They both come from the sky. Are they the Watchers of old? The Fallen Angels who mated with human women? And Lucifer being the Fallen Star, bright morning star. The angel of light. He was one of the most beautiful angels that God had made.

Yup. Handsome and beautiful can trap you evert time. If you let it.

Onward...

Are GMO'S, television, and pharmaceuticals part of alien technology? Lucifer and the Fallen ' s agenda to take over? Are they really demons posing as angels of light who want what is best for us all?

Maybe one day, we'll find out.

Ever read the Book of Enoch, Jasher, or Jubilees?

https://youtu.be/Fgj_wlW-Ty4

To Delete, Or Not Delete

Really. I'm not.

Not to mention, it's become a stasi tool for Germany ' s Merkel. Didn't they have one of the best stasi agencies under Adolf Hitler, headquartered in East Berlin?

I beleive it was known as the Ministry for State Security. Sounds a little creepy when an agency uses the word SECURITY in anything. It usually means giving up your freedom.

Wasn't it Ben Franklin who said, "Those who surrender freedom for security will not have, nor do they deserve either one..."?

Besides, it's pretty trendy for Americans to follow what the Europeans do. I mean we take on their fashion trends. Why not have some friendly-cute-social-network-place to spill your guts out and sell your books, your goods on? While you're at it, sell bits and pieces of your soul on it, too. It might make a nice profile on you.  They may even make it ambiguous. Then it could be used for the good of all. It's rather neighborly to keep everyone safe from some politically incorrect maniac. Right?

I believe, in the movie, Forrest Gump, the MC was quoted as saying, "Stupid is, is stupid does, sir."

Hey! That's reminds me. Didn't Zuckerberg call his first 1000 users 'dumb f.... for trusting him with their data...' Nice guy. You can read it for yourself at: theweek.co.uk/facebook/14625/are-users-dumb-fucks-for-trusting-data-to-facebook

https://youtu.be/EfnKmPQdapw

I may just delete it.

Anyway, here's an article on Zuckerberg going yellow- bellied (there are other articles to go to in this one as well):

dcwatchdog.org/its-official-zuckerberg-goes-full-stasi-against-facebook-users-that-criticise-islam

What do you think? Delete? Or not? Or am I just paranoid?

Hope all is well with everyone!

Hugs and chocolate!
Shelly

Deactivated the FaceBook

Yes. I did. It gets in the way of what I need to get done. Like finishing stories that I've started. They need to be finished.

Not to mention, it's a lot of mental clutter and ME-ISMS. It also reminds me of a shopping mall. And for those who've been following me for a while know how much I hate going to the mall.

Eventually, I plan to go back. But...we'll see.

Anyway, still trying to get back on track with this blog. I know I can. I know I can.

Hope all is well with everyone!

Hugs and chocolate,
Shelly

Writing is....

Writing is way better than a pint of Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Chunk ice cream.

Actually, I had a planned a totally different post in my head. But yesterday got away from me with all the things I had planned. It was my day off.

Got all my chores and cooking done. But I didn't get one word written. Bummer. That is how it rolls sometimes.

Anyway, Happy Sunday! Hope to back to normal soon. Between what has surrounded my grandfather's death and another grandbaby being adopted out, I'm slightly off kilter.

Yeshua will get me through. Praying He helps to get you through whatever you're going through.

Hugs and chocolate, all!
Shelly

ISWG: PAIN

I made new memories this past holiday. All painful. All lodged deeply in my subconscious.

It's these experiences that some how come out in our novels and essays. As writers we're constantly working through our personal traumas. It's truly a blessing that we have this natural compulsion to write.

Let what story you create heal you, and bless others who read it.

Today's post is on behalf of Alex J. Cavanaugh ' s Insecure Writer's Group. If you're interested in sharing your insecurities or inspirations with other writers, please click on the icon in the upper right hand corner of your computer screen.

Hugs and chocolate, all!
Shelly

P.S. I'm still trying to get my bearings together. My next post probably won't be until Sunday.

Bittersweet Holidays

I know I haven't been around. My grandfather passed on December 19th. And Tinkerbell gave birth to a baby girl just last night. She's courageous. Looking at her circumstances logically, she picked a wonderful family for little Bella.

Every time the nurse announced how much she had dilated, I watched my daughter come to terms with how much closer she was to giving up a baby that she carried for 9 months to someone else. Mental anguish would wash over her face. Each centimeter-increase was met with a gut wretching howl. 

There was a definite connection between the adoptive mom and my daughter. They held hands almost the entire time of the labor process. It really touched me how she understood and cried with Tinkerbell.

It was beautifully bittersweet.

Hopefully, I'll get back to normal soon.

Hugs and chocolate,

Shelly