ok i dont feel like finding the JFK pics. i was trying too. i went to the mandela group to find the pic so i can post it here. i got lost in posts. now im like....ughh too much!??!
so...let me tell a story. i am now working back in the public. all right? yes. i am on a register, therefore i have to deal with PEOPLE! ughhh. and people are weird. and sometimes...i get that feeling where i am being gaslighted. (gang stalked. targetted. whatever the fuck you want to call it). and i dont feel like naming examples. but its really fucking...just...whatever. so...the other night..it was just weird. then, i heard a voice. i could see the customer was talking to the two teenagers who was in my lane. i didnt look at who was talking, since i was ringing up the teenagers items. the voice, it actually seemed genuine. but i was weirded out by other people , so while this voice
seemed genuine, it also seemed...off. but then, she sounded genuine, and comforting.
when i looked up, i knew why. this was my homeroom and my english teacher when i was in 9th grade. when i was 14 years old and young and innocent, before i became who i am, or whatever it is i am..now. when she was my teacher, she was very young. i'd say, 22 or 23. well, i recognized her, but she gained some weight, and looked...well, older. i didnt say anything really, because i kind of felt pathetic for being a cashier. i mean, nothing wrong with that. idk...i just felt...like...i dont know.
so...anyways, while i was scrolling..uhhhh...someone posted if anyone remembers a cartoon from the 80s. oh wait hold on. first!!!
i had some synchronicities. those. when i read field...it made me think of sally field/fields. i then heard 'field' on tv. in regards to where they had a church or something. 'field of dreams?"
whoa. i looked at this pillow i am at my parents house, and this pillow will be the one i am going to rest my head on. it says Dreams on it....FIELD??? if you build it, HE will come/THEY??? will come?? FIELD OF DREAMS
sally FIELD???
oh man...sage was right. im a mess!
but anyways, i remember a cartoon from the 80s. popeye.
i actually googled and youtubed it a while back, in the hopes of finding this popeye cartoon which reminded me of an 80s florida vibe...saturday morning cartoons feeling...fish restaurant (we just ate at a long john silvers today and the painting is that of one that reminds us of the fish restaurant we always stop at at 1000 islands on the way to canada)...
so someone posted that cartoon, and at first, i was so excited and i explained how i always try to find this cartoon, but upon further inspection, this was not a cartoon from my childhood. This was not the cartoon from my childhood at all!?! and a feeling of...well, the feeling was that of hearing a familiar (may even be comforting voice...but upon further inspection, its not comforting at all...like my old teachers voice. it freaks you out in a way...like a while back, when i was stuck at the airport overnight, and i felt like i was being gang stalked/gaslighted WHATEVER all night...then i heard what was meant to be 'comforting' voices (i was mad because these voices were gibbering right where i decided to set up a sleeping spot in an EMPTY GATE at the airport, but then i realized the voice was an indian language, which made me think of people in canada, speaking cree (or algonquin, i always forget)..hmm...
((these people arent his parents. (relatives) abduction movie which is on now))
indians////but it wasnt! it was meant to sound as if it was supposed to comfort me, like the language of cree that my grandmother spoke and my cousins etc...but it was also kind of...weird
i will have to link up the popeye thing later. i am watching this movie now i guess....
but i got that feeling when i saw the POPEYE AND SONS cartoon from the 80s. because i dont know what the hell that cartoon is, but its not the one from MY childhood!??!?!
it FELT familiar, but then..then it was just OFF
like this MOVIE
like...the end of a clive barker book i read. his 'parents' dead parents, or grandmother, was trying to SOOTHE him into accepting death, or rather, entice him to deaths door, with a familiar apple pie she used to bake for him as a child. but then he realized, this was not right. it was not right at all...and...it was just a DECEPTION!??!?!
what the fuck? is this trying to tell me something? like, maybe a shift happened and these ME's are little hints or totems...whatever...de ja vus.? trying to wake us up to the realizations that we died?!?!?
my imagination!??! has run amok!???!
WHOA HOW DID I GET 50 NEW FB NOTIFICATIONS!??! the most i would get in a matter of 20 minutes would be...12 or 20 but FIFTY??? its all from the mandela group.
and this movie just got cheesy!??!? it got all secret agent man
nope its from this fucking weirdo stalker liking all my photos STOPPPPP!P NORM JOSE WHO THE FUCK Im gonna block him