Sunday morning coming down again?

 Every day is Sunday!

What would you do with yourself if you got an entire day back?  

I'm not sure how it happened, but I already went through Sunday, the 26th of April, and fell asleep that night.  

When I woke up at 03:33 hrs expecting it was Monday morning, the 27th, I looked at all my devices, and they read Sunday, the 26th.  I turned them off and turned them back on, and they read Sunday again.  

I know it's insane and nobody will ever believe me, so it's science fiction, but I'm pretty sure I just time-traveled.   

You didn't miss much on this day; I've already been there.  

Its bizarre considering all the strange stuff that's gone on over the last several years.  I don't know if time travel into the future is possible because we have not physcially acheived lightpseed, but time travel to the past is, exactly like Albert Einstein predicted.  They reverse-engineered the jump into hyperspace and found a back door that allows for time travel into the past while still moving in a circle.  Effectively, you and the entire world passed through a wormhole.   

I need to do something different today, obviously.    

First, thanks to God for sparing my life so I can continue to live by your grace.  Second, thanks for giving me an extra day to get my laundry caught up because it was out of control.  Thirdly, thanks for waking me up in my own bed and not in a ditch next to a Waffle House 40 miles down the road, like that other guy nobody believes.

I don't know what is going on, and I would never try to con someone. I think the proof is the fact Ive done this for 20 years for the love of writing. I might be mistaken or confused about certain facts from time to time, but my intentions are pure.  This is the most unbelievable event I've ever experienced.   More unbelievable than all that other stuff combined.  Truly outlandish and a turning point in my life, but no matter what, it still never got weird enough for me.  

Update:  Okay, I've got it figured out.  Friday night, I was up all night with insomnia until dawn.  When I woke up later on Saturday morning, around 10-1030 I thought it was Sunday.  All Day Saturday, I was operating under the false presumption that it was Sunday due to sleep deprivation.   Mystery solved.  

Nothing lost, nothing gained.  Except for my self-respect.      

We'll do it live!

The way it is

 Not to rain on victims rights week, but when you lynch a man in cold blood, and he survives, expect him to be sore with you for quite a long time.  It happens, I get it, you're a ruthless bunch of cowards and sexual deviants.  People get crushed under the wheels of justice all the time.    

It's just the way it is.  There were plenty of people who became aware immediately upon my arrest, mainly the defense attorneys for the guy who got convicted without my testimony.  That was some really good timing, considering he dragged the case out for four years.  The very week it went to trial, I was locked up; that was super convenient for the defendant.  

I wasn't actually a victim until I became a witness, so I guess that doesn't count.  I'll never go out of my way to help again.  Let them burn, let them kill each other, let them do whatever they want as long as it doesn't involve me, because when I did the right thing, they tried to kill me for it, and the district attorney left me swinging by a rope.   Its an ongoing problem of corrupt officials covering up for perverts.  Thats all.   

Have a nice day.  

Just in case

You missed!!!   

This way, you know who is on the other side of this keyboard.   I have nothing to hide.   

 

Gaslight this

 

 

 This is the creeper who showed up at my door a couple of weeks after I had been poisoned, missed my court date, and got arrested by the county in 2022. I didn't even live in his district. 

 I knew he was up to no good. It just goes to show you my story is very weird, with a perverted drug addict from the county showing up at your door right after someone tried to murder you.  

Very strange indeed!  Whatta coincidence!

I suspect he was keeping company with discout Rod Stewart and his old lady right next door.  Just a hunch.   You could check the cell phone records; it is easily provable if you think I'm lying.  But you already knew that, because it's your surveillance state there in the county of Kern, you sent his punkass over there to provoke me.  There are plenty of dots left to be connected, I'm just leaving them out.    

From the outside, it looks like a bunch of corrupt officials covering up for a bunch of corrupt officials who don't realize it's their time to go.   How many more of these scandals does this place have to go through before it stops?      

 This is fine.

It looks like winter has come to Kern County, and it's almost May!

Do you realize how satisfying it is to see one of these corrupt bufoons ushered into a jail cell?  Even if he did get out of jail time because he's related to the DA.  These are the kind of republicans we need or want?  Not on your life.  People who pretend to be tough on crime except when it comes to their own family?  Just wow!

It's people like this joker who tried to bury me, along with all their buddies in the media who failed to call it out.  Everybody and their brother knew this wacko was a big old druggie.      

The Ox

 Where there are no Oxen the manger is empty. But from the strength of an Ox comes an abundant harvest...

Proverbs 14:4

Jimmy Stewart told John Wayne in The Shootist, and I have said it before, even an Ox dies.  

I don't wanna be a bummer; abundant harvest or not, it has a manger life.  We all have an expiration date.  

Don't waste your strength on anything other than your harvest.  Figure out what your harvest is and work it.  As crazy as it may seem its a call to action.  You don't think of action when you envision an ox.  They're big and dumb, and they move slowly.  They need constant poking and prodding from their master to do everything the right way, or they stop. But they're strong, and given the right direction, they perform work in abundance. 

Gee, that sounds a lot like me.

After some repetition, even the ox knows where to go with no prodding because he knows it's painful to leave the path his master has directed him on.  

How foolish are we to not be like that ox that knows its master?  

He keeps walking without being prodded because he knows if he stops, the master is there with that stick; it's blind faith demonstrated by a dumb animal.  

Lucky for us, God doesn't use a stick to persuade you, but even the ox knows better than to stray from the road.   Isaiah 1:3   

The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few.  Thats why we need oxen.  With an abundant harvest, an ox might come in handy.  You could be worse things, but I wanna be an Ox, they're force multipliers, and it's better than being an ass, they can be super mean.  They're in the bible too.   One of them even spoke to a person in the book of Numbers to tell them how stupid they were.  I know all this stuff from years of reading what the state of California labeled as my little book of hate speech, The Bible.       

If I'm gonna become an ox, I'd better start working out more....

 

     

Water under the bridge

 After years of taking it on the chin, where it mattered the most, raising two children, and attempting to maintain a marriage where both of us were broken, we called it off after 25 years.  All the other crap that was going on never touched them.  I don't even think they realized what was going on outside the house.  

Why was Dad under subpoena for nearly a decade because of his other insane family? 

I was more than a little concerned about my ex-wife dragging strangers into our home.  I had a target on my head!  

I'm out there in Bako living with a price on my head, and this dim-witted broad is having the time of her life!  

Unbelievable, right?  

It got to be too much after I busted her cheating, so away she went.  She can deny it all she wants, but I'm over it and her lies.   

It's fine, we can't undo it now.   

Water under the bridge.  

I got dragged through the mud on the whole thing, but if folks back home think it's clever to add insult to injury, they've got another coming.  The joke is on you.  This isn't the Jerry Springer show. I never signed on for any of this.  

It was more like a lifetime show, Pitbulls and Parolees meets 90 Day Fiance meets Intervention, meets The Sopranos, meets The Jerry Springer Show, meets Sons of Anarchy meets Cops.  

Who wouldn't run screaming for the forest like his ass was afire?  I swear.  

You freaks are too much!  

Yeah, that's my mother and sister, but at some point, you have to draw the line; you can't drag in every dangerous felon you find on the side of the road.  Reformed my ass, he should never see the light of day again.  He thinks he's Jack Henry Abbott?  Well, my name's Friday and I used to wear a badge, get the fuck outta here, you piece of shit!  

For those who know, for those who don't, now you do.  

But that's okay, I saw how corrupt it was even back then, so I kept my mouth shut and made a quiet exit.  That's me, always keeping my mouth shut for the sake of the family.     

It's a good thing there's a lot of water under that bridge to wash off all the mud they tried to bury me under, because when you hate someone, you only destroy yourself.  It's too bad they can't say the same thing for themselves.   

What little credibility I had was lost back in California, and it's a good thing we aren't in California any longer.  

I'm lucky to be alive and in one piece, and I give all the glory, honor, and praise to god for that.    

At least one person finally heard me and acknowledged that what went down was real thats why I'm writing about this today.  Moving forward Im going to continue doing what I have been doing in addition to a few other things.  I came here three years ago to escape the toxic environment I found myself in.  The last thing I want to do is contaminate my new life with fresh problems caused by my past.  My record is clean just like my conscience.  Zero, nothing in the meantime, all the people with stuff to hide want to sling a bunch of fiery arrows in this direction?  I was a witness for the prosecution!  And after all that, when your phone doesn't ring.  You know the fix is in.  

Have a nice day.  

They've been surrounded by controversy for decades.  

Who knows.  

Put it this way Einsteins, you can't weaponize someone's past because everybody has skeletons in their closet, and my closet is clean.  I was always on the right side of the law, and I don't care what anybody says.  I did the right thing in more ways than one, but God often sees the truth and waits.   I've carried a massive burden for decades, and only through faith in God was I able to survive and overcome it.  

He never promised it would be easy, only that I would survive.