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WATER METERS/LUCYANNA/AND THE LAW/SAD BUT TRUE

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Hello form Lucyanna. [Lucky you]  I got some blabbing to do.

What i am about to tell you is  REAL, something that i know . . . BUT.  In the end it is you who decides what is REAL

ALL HOUSES -HOMES-have to have water meters installed. BY THE YEAR 2015. [there may be a slight mistake in the date]. Maybe , by a year, 2013-2016, So you might want to inquire about that . . .Should you live in a certain,  city call and ask.

But this is the LAW,  that was passed a while back. Someone told to me, so i had a  water meter  installed, but that was two years ago, so i forgot about it,  until last week.    Two CITY WORKERS,  knocked on my door, they came to  make sure i indeed had this water-meter, and had to see that it was installed.  They read codes taking  down numbers insuring it will be a “working water meter” that the city will measure how much water leaves this house per day times that per month, that is what i will pay. Have a good day.

UP COMING EVENTS

For any person not owning[buying],a water-meter and having it installed now! . . .? Will end up RENTING the water-meter, from the city and PAYING sir-charge. GET THE PICTURE? ,  [owners pay once  renters pay twice].  Can’t get any simpler than that.

Go buy a water-meter and have it installed. It will be the law that has been passed. It’s coming at last.  But picture this  . . .What if i’m very wrong about the date,  and it was passed for,  2014?    That is next year.   Two  hundred and something days away from this day . . .APRIL 10, 2013.

This is where you decide whether you believe this POST to be of REAL. That a bill has been passed for the city to make sure every home has a WORKING WATER-METER INSTALLED. You don’t have long to BUY ONE and you may end up RENTING.

Should you not take this POST AS REAL, what are you going to do? , what are you going to say? , i should have  listened to Lucyanna?, Big babies now . . .It’s the law, a bill has been passed, i’m just passing it along.

WHEN A BILL IS PASSED: It takes a long while, before it actually comes into effect. I’m just saying. look it up on your computer, for your community, if there is a WATER-METER INSTALLATION LAW, in your area, comming into effect.    There is one in my area, they came the other day,two city workers checking the water-meter’s installation,making sure it will work well, stamped with approval, then they left.

 I NOW WONDER HOW MUCH THIS IS GOING TO COST ME . . .I USE A LOT OF WATER. I HAVE THIS PHOBIA THING. What will i do with little water. Oh and P> S> Can i get sued for talking about the city? You know how it goes . . .Picture this . . . Next thing i know,  there is another knock on the door and in come two more city workers, but not city workers.  City-cityworkers,  and they hold up and out in front of my face,  a copy of this blog, post, this warning about how you people are about to get tapped. What then? I will have to have my super sonic brainbreak and escape, but not alone . . .A spray of bullets follow a foot behind me, i trip and fall, bullets fly on by, blasting holes in my hall-way wall, made by my fall. So i get mad. That is my wall. So i get up, and stare them in the face and say so what so i warned people to get a water-meter so they would not have to pay twice. But the two City-city workers did not care what i said.  They come at me anyway . . . But i  put my hand out and yelled wait! I have to tie my shoe-lace, if you touch me while i tie my shoe-lace i will kill you.    Really . . .To my surprise,  they believe me, probably cause i am in my super sonic brainbrake mode, and they think i’m nuts.They go away and leave me alone.

Holy . . .You people are on your own. I’m outta here. Nice chatting to you, don’t forget the water-meter is coming into effect,sad but true.

ISTALLED WATER-METER

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THEY FOUND A NEW SUPER EARTH SEVEN TIMES BIGGER THAN OURS

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Earth

Earth (Photo credit: tonynetone)

Yeah . . .So.

What now . . .Are we moving?  I want to bring my blanket, i don’t need a pillow but i will bring that too. I will bring tons of underwear and socks just in case i can not find a Laundry-mat. [ I don't really care about my outside cloths], but my Parents teach us to always have clean underwear on, so i do.   And i will never go anywhere without my shoes. i need my shoes, i hate stepping in shit. [For all i know there is a lot of shit out there on this NEW SUPER EARTH to step in.

It is noted this outer place is BIGGER than MOTHER EARTH, so i should have lots of MY SPACE, where i can be alone. That way i can do the things i like and not have others tell me what they would like me to do. I can't wait, when do we go. Saturday sounds good that way,  all Friday was put in, which means a full pay-cheque. [Wonder how long it will take to get my mail]. Hey . . .Maybe i will subscribe to Mother Earth, get some pointers on what poison mushrooms look like, [i love mushrooms], cooked or raw.

I wonder if i am going to be apart of an actual INVASION causing the inhabitants to fear for their lives or die by our GERMS or they start blasting at us or we start blasting at them,  what the hell . . .I don’t want anything to do with this SUPER EARTH seven times BIGGER!  I just want to do the things i want to do in MY SPACE.

Wow i slept in until 9:17 on a SATURDAY   that’s,  wrong,    that’s just bad.

Then crap, i missed the flight booth ticket lady dragging my bags  that’s wrong,  that’s just bad.

Freaking hell by the time i turned around everything was gone now that’s wrong,  that’s just bad.

Just my luck i should have stayed home cleaning off my wind-shield cleaning the yard taking out the trash-can mowing grass down, but that’s wrong   that’s just bad.

My Space or Super Earth   Seven times bigger  or  Mother Earth   What ever’s up there i don’t care  as long as i have my underwear.

 

 

 

SAM BUILDS A SHOWER STALL

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There is nothing to talk about today. The mind is blank, empty. Maybe it is to early, maybe there is nothing to say. It is actions in work and at play things have to get done no time to stop and play.

Sam was back from his shopping with everything on the list except for finding Steve. Steve was nowhere to be found. Sam looked in all the places that Steve would venture and nothing. Nobody heard from Steve in days. Sam could not help but to think something bad happened to his best friend . . .They went through hell together in the army, they went to school with each other for years, and they played as children. Sam remembered the last time he saw Steve was the morning they went fishing, twenty-seven days ago.  Steve stayed in the boat to keep an eye on the lines while Sam went down and under water. When he emerged,  Steve was gone, a pile of dust sat in his place.

Steve walked in silent putting all that he bought away. He placed the dress on the girls bed. His mind was busy of any thoughts if she would like it or not.  He thought he might go for another drive to the little town of Avonmore. He had a friend there, a beekeeper. Cleveland Rupert. They were not close friends but friends indeed.  They saw each other from time to time two or three times a year.

Sam went to the shower stall he built her to see if she had moved. She did not. By the looks of her Sam could not tell if she was getting better. He knew she had a bee sting and that was all, he knew nothing of this girl what-so-ever, only that she came out of the wind storm days ago. Oh yeah . . .She ate lots of rare beef. Sam was sure to buy lots of it for her. He stood watching her hoping she would wake and be okay. Then he figured he would change the water at least. He left putting on his rubber boots and hooded rain-coat  then  went in.

Once inside the stall he could see her better, he had to move her naked body to be able to pull the rubber-mat from over the drain holes allowing the somewhat warm dirty water to escape.  He could see now where she had been stung by the bee, the hole on her upper back is the size of a dime. He was not sure but it looked like rot, she was rotting like a pear would do if you dropped one, leaving it for days. The flesh on her body looked scaly and felt rubbery. She did not look very pretty any more. Rather prune-ish and graying in color

When the water had emptied Sam hit a large red button he had put inside for her. Cold river water flooded down over them both. This time, once he figured the old water is washed away he would not cover the drain holes and just let the water wash down on her, maybe this would be a better idea. Sam carried her helpless body back over right under the elephant shower head, placing her on her side.  When he stood to leave she grabbed his pant-leg holding on tight.    “Meat”,  was all she said.

THE BEE DANCE CLEVELAND TEACHES SAROPHIA

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Hush now little one don’t you cry, there is nothing i can do to help you. Your mother is gone along with everyone else and she won’t be coming back. You are stuck here with me . . .I am stuck here with you. Don’t cry.

Hush now little one it won’t be long, the winds are blowing i can feel it strong, you will call for the bees you will dance for them all, they will come from far places . . . They will save us all. Don’t cry little one,  you need to be strong.

Hush now little one follow my feet,  watch my arms and keep the same beat, hold your hands high up to the sky make figure eights, keep the arms straight. Stop crying my dear stop and listen hear, try it one more time and get it right.

Hush now little one.  Stop that crying,  your mother is gone just like Barb!

Dance you have to dance,  dance like the bee, bend your body forward and wiggle like me. Wiggle and waggle just follow me, little steps,  little circles, then turn back around. Dance little girl, dance to save the world.

Cleveland was getting tired and not feeling well. He need to rest and Sarophia wanted to cry. Home is said, i want to go home, mommy said to stay in the cellar,  until she comes,  to get me out. Don’t leave she said or she will take my puppy.  Your puppy is gone little girl, stop that crying, eat a honey sandwich. Now come on, sit over here, eat and rest we will dance some more.

I don’t want to dance, i’m not a bee. I want my mommy and puppy, leave me alone.

Cleveland looked at the clock . . .It was a quarter past three. Tell you what. I will take you to town if you stop that crying and eat. Let me rest.

So there they were . . .One facing the other, a man who didn’t like cry babies and a little girl who wanted her mother.

Tell me your name one more time little girl, or should i call ou cry baby. he chuckled at her, she frowned. . .Sarophia . . .S  A  R  O  P  H  I  A.  Cleveland smiled. I didn’t ask you to spell it, now go on,  eat that up, it’s good for you . . .You’re a big meannie . . .Yes, yes . . .that’s okay, you can call me Cleveland, and if that is to hard for you, you can call me Cleve.

He went over to lay down . . .Listen Sarophia . . .I need to rest my eyes for a while, see that big hand on the clock?   Yes,  my mommy showed me for when it’s time to go to bed. That ‘s good, he told her . . .When the big hand goes all the way up to the top,  i want you to pump some more cold water in the pail and put it on my head. You think you can do that for me?

She did. Sarophia ate the honey sandwich and when the time was right,  she pumped the cold fresh water from the pump and dumped it all on his head! He gave a good yelp . . .

They would go into town and she would see her mommy was indeed gone and she would learn to dance the bee dance.

In the mean time,  Sam was on his way to do some shopping and the strange girl was soaking in the river, drinking in all the cool fresh pure water running down stream from the mountain tops. She was not feeling well . . .She was stung by a bee.

 

 

 

WHAT DID I SAY I SAW

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Get your story straight before you speak . . .Because you have to remember what you said you saw.  Think before you speak looking back in your mind,  going over everything you think you saw . . .That way you do not have to say . . .What did i say i saw?

Because you are now telling people you think you saw a charging lizard like thing standing on its hind legs,  running at you out of the wind . . .Were you drinking at the time one might ask. Or are you taking any medications, others may ask . . .But what the hell . . .Running two-legged lizards outside the city, why not . . .There happens to be a lot of odd things outside the city. Why not,  Two-legged lizards with necks as long as two feet. We now have,  fuzzy black bees with white spots.

TWENTY TWELVE FIGHT THE MORPH

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The year 2012 is bad for some of us now, the heat of the sun dries us out. As said . . .Here on PLANET EARTH our life force is water to keep from any morphing. The days have proved to be death taken its toll, on us of those who can not journey out in the heat. Don’t forget,  we can venture out in the night, but it is a risk we must take,  in order, to sustain this life form, should we MORPH back, To HOT WHITE you all die,  RED DUST.

In 2012 your sun has become hotter, for some of us,  this allows,  a two and a half-foot walking space against the side of the house,  of course, on the opposite side of the sun. Unfortunately, the pacing space is much shorter than the width of the house. 

 We are at risk of the sun on your hot days, if we do not have an abundance of water supply close by, the morphing process will begin.  This or we start the Morphing phase. From HUMAN,  form,  to that of  a WALKING ALLIGATOR  with the claws,  we need to kill and devour five of your kind,  in order to live long enough to FINAL MORPH. Then once again we take human life in the numbers, sucking LIQUID Essence of life from your world,  our only source of energy, to take us home from where you took us, Mars.

But don’t forget we all have the choise to live this Earth way of living or go Home, back to MARS, and be one of the beautiful,  bright stars you see at night. But the ones,  of us,  who want to stay must fight for life in this human form. 

But why? Why go be a star for you and watch as you stay in groups away from each other, when we,  see it,  as freedom.

We have to feed and live one way or the other.                       There . . .Here. Some of the entities still here on Earth want to stay, they have come to enjoy meeting people with chatters and Love, or lust or happy families,  amongst,  plenty,  of other things, you as mankind do, rather than just shine in the night and fade in the day.

But right now she is starving for water.

  • Twenty-twelve July,  has been too hot.
  • She needs to be by any river. 
  • Her only means of that outside,  consists,  of a perimeter, of  two and a half feet,  by five feet.
  • No river water in smelling distance.

In this heat, she needs clean air, in its stead, of stale dead air,  in the house with the humans, she  came to be with, she also can not sit in city water or hours causing everyone to question, why does mom sit in the tub for hours everyday . . .This human vessel is starting to shrivel up and dry.  Everyone can see she is  losing weight at a very fast pace.

 This choise she choose to keep this form on Earth has become a danger to her without soaking in water for hours.

Right now she is in the heart of the big city, and water is scarce.

She must leave this place of living or die. Only thing is . . .The body she entered into is that of a woman in Love with a family. This family as far as family’s go, is one of the good ones, where you Love life and everyone in it. Now she had to leave. Would she return? would she Morph? The outcome depended on whether or not a river could be found with-in the next few days . . . If not,  she would surely kill to survive and go home to mars.

  • She would leave in the night when everyone slept.
  • She would leave a note saying she had to leave.
  • She would fight the morph.

Night arrived as she settled the Loved ones to rest, kissing each of them dearly on the cheek, with an,  i Love you, sleep well. Then bedded with the man she came to understand and care for one last time. When he was fast a sleep,  she did what she had to do and left, not really knowing where to go,  but go,  to be where she needed to be or parish. This was going to take a day or so depending on finding her way out of the large city and any encounters with strangers wanting to harm her-as she was a woman,  out, on her own,  in the night, where the bad human people come out looking for a fun time.

It was about two in the morning when a loud holler bellowed out. “Hey little lady where are you going this time of night.” When she turned to see, three men stood semi-circle around her. One of them drank out of a brown bottle. The other one tossed his empty bottle off to the left of him. The one with the loud mouth, held a shiny weapon waving it through the night air . . .”Look, i don’t want any trouble, i just want to find a river.” The men all chuckled at this saying things like . . .”Did you heard that Ross . . .we’re going skinny dipping.” . . .”I told you to never say my name.” . . .”the river? . . .You going to catch yourself a gator?” . . .’You have a long way to go to get to a river.” . . .”What makes you think you will reach a river.” . . .As they spoke, they surrounded her closing in.

She turned looking them,  each in the eyes,  studying their every move. “Look, as i said,  i don’t want any trouble, leave me now.”

“Leave you now . . .Did you boys hear that? . . .Leave me now.” He mimicked. “ Little miss queeny has demands.”

Meanwhile her insides were burning with currents of pain, she waited her stay to long, she should have left days ago.  Atoms and cells were starting to change, electric volts rang through-out this human’s system.

 She had no time to waste on these drunkard perverts. “Hey, look at her . . .She ‘s shaking all over, scared as a baby kitten, and i’m  going to get me some pussy. He lounged out at her as the others stepped in as well.

  • She tried to run but could not.
  • Her insides were Morphing to fast.
  • Her skin hardened and turned blackish forming scales.
  • The shape of human was no more.

Claws scratched across the ground and the men shrank back. The once lily white small neck,  now hung low to the ground, The men screamed in terror as she roared out in the dead of night. But only one had white clean eyes, only one,  lie naked on the cold ground,  as she ate all the genitals of the sex glands, carefull not to break the piss bag. The other two died with three deep gashes from head to toe.

 

She is in despret need of an isolated river before morning.

MEN!

 

 

 

 

 

STINK BOMBS

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STINK BOMBS: Rotten eggs.

These are not to be used as practical pranks or jokes.  You can seriously harm someone with this type of weapon if in haled to long.

Types of harm.

  1. Stomach–vomit.
  2. nasal passage–vomit and blockage of clean air.
  3. severe headaches–vomit.

This is 10 x’s  worse,  that a huge fart caught in an air tight bag and burst.

 

PICTURE THIS

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FINDING your way back to the LORD . . .OUCH

TRUST FAITH HONOUR LOVE

  1. trust in yourself
  2. have faith in yourself
  3. honour yourself
  4. Love yourself.

IMAGNE THAT . . .How do we do that . . .When do we start . . .Where do we go . . .Who do we tell . . .What do we say . . .WHY should we in the first place.

So you lost your way and ourself on idle.

  • Tell your doctor
  • start today
  • crawl on your knees
  • have self-respect
  • care about you too
  • GO TO CHURCH tell a preach.

So you don’t believe in Church but you do believe in GOD, the church is only a place to reach out and make your start then stand on your feet and do it on your own. Look in the mirror and see you and care by doing something for yourself and get on the right track

WEll it is all nice and cosy what you say, Mr./Mrs., lean green bean, you are on the straight and narrow and continually fit in. We are down and under in black  empty space, no light no thunder to guide us from this place. But thank-you for your thoughts though they were not my intentions.

PICTURE THIS . . .Us in a church, on our knees crying begging take our sins. You mock us you laugh, pointing your ignorant fingers dispelling us from with-in, yells and hollers take us to the bin. Put them in padded rooms lock the doors unto their sins.

So you leave the church and drink more beer or smoke your heads off and more, laughing and knowing no one really cares just you. So you pick you up and you do unto you.  Cause you believe in your Lord and what you allow him to do with you. Give in unto the Lord and fight doing what is best.

Maybe you will find it is easier than climbing a mountain or milking a goat, watering a Lilly pad or following a note.

 

DEPRESSION HEAR IS WHAT YOU GOTTA DO

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I changed my cloths three times now and i am still not fine with what i have on. We leave for Bowling at 2:00 which right now it is 11:28 am.

I sit and eat telling myself that tomorrow i will exercise it all off. I go on a trip for two weeks and i was wanting to lose weight. I leave Tuesday, this gives me two more days to lose the weight.

When depression set in,  things,  get out of your control and a part of you,  has a drive to live.  You do live, but in a way you are not accustom to. Which of course confuses you. Because things are normal to you, you are just not happy.

Tell you what you gotta do . . .Look around yourself to the people around you and take in what you see.  What do you see?  People who look just like you whether you understand it or not.  But see how they are dressed . . .Yes differently than you . . .Al though some like you.  Wait . . .Are these the happy people are they sad people are they a mixture of happy sad.  You should come to see that it is not the cloth that make the people,  it is the people themselves, making themselves. So see . . .You are fine. Most people do not care about the cloth on your back they do care however care, how you are. Happy or sad.

It is the person who wears the cloth,   not the cloth on the person.

YOUR ATTITUDE WITH THE CLOTHS ON YOUR BACK. You can mak anything look good if you forget and just be you.

Eating   Eating   eating eating eatingeatingeating.   DEPRESSION   eating

Eating depression. eat it don’t eat it . . .hmm . . .If i eat it,  i, will feel i did something that i could,  and no one stopped me or told me not to eat or take it away or say how silly or any thing at all.    

Depression eating . . . If i do not eat it,  i, will be doing what they,  want me to do.  why should i listen to them tell me what i can eat even . . .Frig that,  i will eat what i want when i want. And now i am happy i did what i wanted.  To eat.

Why do we choose food for comforting . . .WHY FOOD?  BECAUSE IT FILLS US.

Do you understand,  we do things,  that we do or like,  until we are tired or satisfied or finished, you know,  had enough . . .Well,  when certain,  people,  have nothing in their lives that they like to do,  they use FOOD and eat until they too are finished, satisfied or what ever, had enough.  Food is always on hand.

the mirror

Let me change one more time. Please.

 Hear is what you gotta do,  find a different attitude. Don’t harbour food anywhere close to you,  make sure you have a fair walk to get it. AND FIND A HOBBY.  WHEN YOU ARE BUSY YOU DO NOT EAT.  DEPRESSION is such a bother.  Now, keep what you have on, stay away from any mirrors,  and be YOU.

MOVIES AND ACTORS 172 hours

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Today i re watched a movie called 172 hours . . .FANTASTIC SCRIPT   FANTASTIC ACTOR.

I watched this movie last night and again this day. It took me to understand the name of the movie to days . . .172 HOURS.

The actor SOLD THAT MOVIE and nothing else.

picture this pee-wee Hermon playing the part. Sure, the spot, they choose to make the movie was spectacular.  But what would it matter if the person acting the part was horrible at acting.

YOU WOULD FIND A DIFFERENT MOVIE TO WATCH, that is what. 

I’m telling you 172 Hours is a fantastic watch for movies and actors.