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EnigmaInitiative 52F  
2511 posts
12/11/2019 7:42 am
Journey (Ready to Fly)


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Secret Agent Rabbit Origin Story

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EnigmaInitiative 52F  
2713 posts
12/11/2019 7:43 am

I Will Survive
Grace
Bad Bad Leroy Brown
The Logical Song
Hotel California
Stuck In the Middle with You
I39m a Believer
Bohemian Rhapsody
How to Forget
Suspicious Minds
The Joker
Killing Me Softly with His Song
You Dont Bring Me Flowers
Crazy Train
Change The World
Power of Love
Sweet Dreams are Made of This
Mr Blue Sky
You Matter to Me
Change
Unlonely
Mr Curiosity
Love is Still the Answer
Material World
Beat It
Landslide
Gypsy
Whatever It Takes
I Won39t Give Up
If You Leave Me Now
American Girl
Dear Me

Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't ~ Mark Twain

I debated leaving the story where it was, allowing it to end on Mainman's transformation. However, there's a few things this whole thing that didn't get included:

One is the weird code that a whole bunch of Twitter users keep messaging me. It gets sent to me at least once a week. It's the same code every single time, and I've done a search. There's nothing on Google or Bing or Duck Duck Go (Tor Browser) that matches. And, I don't know that putting it here is a good idea, especially since I don't know what it means.

I just got another direct message on Twitter with it yesterday. And, to be clear, these messages are not coming from people I follow. So, I'd have to follow them if I wanted to ask what it was about. Given my past experiences in Dms with strangers, I feel I'm better off not. Who knows if I'd get a real answer or another run around.

Then, there was that whole thing where someone who said they were a representative of AdultFriendFinder contacting me about me wanting to set up swingers parties. It makes no sense. I never mentioned or said one thing about setting up a party. As much as I love sex, piss poor sex with men looking for some strange ain't my cuppa tea. Just sayin. Besides, having a bunch of people I don't know at my house sounds AWFUL.

At any rate, if I were to do a swinger's party, it would inclusive to everyone. And, I've found that many swingers tend not to be as accepting as male on male sexuality. To be forthright with you all, I love sexual experiences where I get to watch some male on male action. It's like the pinnacle of sexual experiences in my eyes. Let me direct the action, and well...let me wipe the sweat forming on my brow thinking about it now.

The fact that someone contacted me about the parties even without the Facebook connection and his Masters in Computer Science leads me to believe that the Comedian was involved in some way in this whole fiasco. He was BIG into swinging, and when we started seeing each other wanted me to be involved. I participated, it went poorly, and I was done. In fact, I do believe the last time he and I had sex was a cringe-worthy experience with another couple we met on swingerslifestyle.

Then, there's this whole thing where I'd get a notification from Instagram that one of my family members responded to my posts, and then it'd be gone when I went to go read it. It hasn't happened since September; but yeah..weird, don't you think?

Plus, no matter how I look at it, my credit history being wiped doesn't make sense. I've checked since July, by the way, I still don't exist in the world of credit. And, that, my blogger friends, makes one wonder, doesn't it? I mean, come on, think about this from this angle:

I give someone I don't know who claims to want to give me a grant for my foundation my social security number and all identifying information in a text message. A mistake I thought I'd regret after I thought it through. However, a few weeks or so later, I find out I have NO credit history. None. Like I never existed.

Who does that?

Why?

The simple answer to how I got into a war with the bad faction of the hacktivist group Anonymous is: I did the unexpected instead of following their script of what they wanted me to do when they wiped my credit. I suspect Anonymous chose me due to my understanding nature and willingness to speak with almost anyone online. It helped their decision that I admitted to quite a few people I have Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and can have trouble with my memory because it.

What they didn't expect was that I was purposely allowing myself to be stressed out as “exposure therapy”. (Exposure therapy is a technique in behavior therapy to treat anxiety disorders. Exposure therapy involves exposing the target patient to the anxiety source or its context without the intention to cause any danger. Doing so is thought to help them overcome their anxiety or distress. ) It was a way to help “heal” myself, to propel myself forwards towards the future, instead of holding onto the anxieties of the past.

Chaos has not been my friend since my mother died, and I forced myself to live in chaos for months. By doing so, it cemented some memories into my already damaged brain. Memories reinforced by writing about them all over the internet, and painting my way through my feelings.

Lort, they really didn't know what they were getting into with me, did they?

Thank You for Reading

Journey (Ready to Fly)

By

Natasha Blume

When you commit to a path
I guess you were on your own
Follow your dreams to a place, a space, the grace that takes you home
You don't have to tell me once, or twice, wonder why we're here
We just gotta stop the flood, before we lose it all and drown from fear
But let me tell you, I'm ready to fly
I survived through rainstorms, sandstorms
I fought the war, now it's time to go home.
Let me tell you, I'm ready to fly
I survived through rainstorms, sandstorms
I fought the war, now it's time to go home
It's time to go home
It's time to go home
Walking through the dark, alone, no clothes, striking a light
Burning through the heat, the fire, the sparks, the love to keep me alive
I'm captured for a gift, the thrill is how they live
One way track, to heard and to forgive
So I lift my head, open my arms, give the swords in my heart
I said, let me tell you, I'm ready to fly
I survived through rainstorms, sandstorms
I fought the war, now it's time to go home
It's time to go home
It's time to go home
Pick me up off of the desert, feed me water, walk me through the hills
Wait on 'til the sun shines upon us, as we cross the haunted hills
Pick me up off of the desert, feed me water, walk me through the hills
Wait on 'til the sun shines upon us, as we cross the haunted hills
It's time to go home
It's time to go home
It's time to go home.

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Paulxx001 63M
17066 posts
12/11/2019 8:10 am

Nice song. 👍😊

... is there another way to look at it.
We Have Lost Forty Million Good Men WTF


EnigmaInitiative replies on 12/12/2019 7:13 am:
It is, isn't it?

SpunkyMonkeyz58 62M
1297 posts
12/11/2019 3:47 pm

Soar n Fly H'gh o'r dear fr'end Xx Oo Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfect Awrooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Meoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows


EnigmaInitiative replies on 12/12/2019 7:14 am:
Oh, you know I am, Monkeez.

Huggles

XoXoXo

Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfect
Awrooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Meoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Thanks for everything!

EnigmaInitiative 52F  
2713 posts
12/12/2019 7:14 am

    Quoting  :

I hear ya. Weekend is coming, though.

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Logan0867 52M
190 posts
12/12/2019 12:40 pm

Too much exposure can be bad though, don't ya think? *hugs*


EnigmaInitiative 52F  
2713 posts
12/12/2019 12:51 pm

    Quoting Logan0867:
    Too much exposure can be bad though, don't ya think? *hugs*
Obviously true. Hugs

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