I’m watching a great American drama about espionage. A
Russian young man is dating an American Chinese girl. They are both into coding
working for the Government. He disappears their boss shows her a video of the
Russian pouring gas over himself and burning himself ending up dead. It’s based
in a forest and there are a load of futuristic buildings that seem to float and
when entering, watches stop and the number 2 drops off one of their watches. It’s
something about a code to go forward in time. It’s chilling but we are loving
it. Just a thought, why do we look up for extra terrestrial life and not to the
centre of the earth, in other words why don’t we look under the sea?
I remember when I was a child, watching movies
that seemed so unbelievable and some of those things are now in our everyday
life. This drama is looking like they are dealing in time travel. Trying to
bring back those who have died but it’s not too clear yet, the buildings seem
to float. Oh, I’m loving it.
What if when we die, we just move over we are all still side
by side but living a happier life than the one we left? Spiritualists believe
the better we are the higher we go, again, why high? I guess because the devil
is meant to be down there. Sometimes though I believe he or his slaves walk
among us. Thankfully in some cases, angels win and peace prevails but sometimes,
even angels need a day off
I went into the gym earlier and I thought I would take it
easy, so, I set my treadmill on up hill as high as it would go and asked my iPhone
to set a timer for fifteen minutes.
After a while, I got rather bored as I didn’t put any music on.
I stopped my mill and asked my phone how long for timer, feeling under accomplished
not doing the whole fifteen minutes.
Oh.
I had my phone on mute
Turning it up, I slowly heard the sound of my alarm and the bird
I thought I heard earlier, was in fact my phone. So, I had indeed done 27
minutes.
Such a dope need to remember to turn the volume up on my
phone when setting the alarm.
News on the so-called
virus today made me sad, saying recovery may not mean immunity. In other words,
those who have had it and survived, could, get it again. 888 people in the UK
died today. Tragic. God bless those people and my heart breaks for their loved
ones. But the good news is, UK researchers/Scientists say they may have a vaccination
by the Autumn.
Hands pressed together
this thing… Will not mutate.
And all of that was written yesterday. Today
is Sunday. It’s been very windy, chilly but so sunny and the sun was red hot,
so, hot I’m burnt. I sat out for an hour until I was so cold, I had to come in,
so, I never imagined I would burn, but I guess wind can burn too.
Watching the news now,
I keep saying I’m going to have a news free day, but I find myself here again.
So many elderly people isolating on their own it’s showing just how lonely they
are. Bless them
(Just because you’ve
lived your life, doesn’t mean you don’t have a life to live) That is just what our
news guy has said, what a great phrase. One old man in his eighties, was saying
he doesn’t have a computer and he is normally very active. He walks, is in lots
of groups and obviously now he is in his house alone. Like so many people. What
if you don’t have the internet? I guess you have the TV, radio, maybe you can
knit or do some kind of art work. One of my friends’ text me the other day
asking me if I have taken up any hobbies? Em, no…. If I could see, I would love
to paint or draw or do word search’s as that is what I loved to do when I had
vision. I guess I could practice playing the piano, trouble is, My Hub is
working from home during the week and even if he wasn’t, he is far too good of
a musician to bother him with my noise. I could go on line and teach Russian,
hahaha, em, no, unless you need to chat up a Russian guy or gal, as that is the
only Russian I remember,, oh, and something my Nina who was my nurse who used
to shout from her room down the dirty dingy corridors to me some words that used to shock some Russian
speaking people, little did they know, she knew me from the age of six, and it
was her playful kind of personality that made it so she got away with saying
what she used to say to me… well, that’s what I tell myself. One of her phrases
was in Russian, but I understood it as “Finka,”” as that is what she called me.
“Take down your pants and I shall beat you…””
Oh, she was full of
love hahaha. I hated her needles, they hurt like hell I still remember the
absolute pain and torture I went through, running away as fast as my tiny body
would allow me to do after such treatment was given to me. Of course, I was
always caught normally by the biggest Rusky in the hospital. As a tiny child,
he would scoop me up in his arms and just hold me tight, and I mean tight, as I
had some willpower and determination to get free. Or, try to. Whilst Nina would
administrate the rusty needle wherever I could be caught in the hospital. It was
the days before I was allowed to be with my Mum the dark days that have left me
in such pain now all these years later. Traumatised by my past, but still smile
at Nina’s words.
Only my blogs can take
you to such a story like that one, to my treadmill and this virus. Haha, just
shows my head is all over the place… But to end on a fun note, here’s a few
riddles.
David’s father has 3
sons. Snap, crackle and????....????
Mr and Mrs Jones have
six daughters and each daughter has one brother. How many people are in the
Jones’s family?
Answers coming up in
this blog, but don’t cheat, take another read and see if you have the answers.
Just before the
answers, please let me know how you are all doing you can email me at visionsforfuture@googlemail.com
Mr and Mrs Jones have
six daughters and each daughter has one brother. How many people are in the
Jones family?
(A)9. Since each
daughter shares the same brother, so, six girls, one boy and the Mum and Dad.
Giving 9 people in the Jones family.
David’s father has 3
sons. Snap, crackle and????....????
A. David… Read again,
I said David’s father….. So, yep, David is the other son.
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