Chapter 31 Insights: Embracing Life and Loss

Week Four Caption – Until My Dying Day

Dear readers, as promised, I share with you this week’s reflection from Until My Dying Day, Chapter 31.

There are a few things in life that are assured. The air we breathe is assured. The rising and setting of the sun is certain. The beauty of the different moons that light our world. Death is also inevitable. These are gifts some have been blessed to enjoy before that final breath.

December, the month, many around the globe celebrate love. Love for life preserved to see another year’s end, and love remembered for those no longer present. It is a season of reflection—on the past, the present, and the future. For some, it is a time of hope that the year ahead will be brighter. For others, it is a time to think more deeply on the Word of God.

I share Chapter 31 with those who, like myself, feel the weight of loss. This comes during a season when others rejoice with loved ones. Still, we are reminded of God’s promise: there will be a resurrection of the dead to judgment. As written in John 5:24–28 and Revelation 20:5, some will be reunited with their loved ones again. So, let us rejoice in the promise set before us, with hope strengthened by faith.

CHAPTER 31 – DEATH, FINALIZES OUR CROSSOVER

THE YEAR WAS 2016. I arrived home from the Kingdom Hall, changed into my house clothing, and began to clean the unit. Suddenly, I fluffed as though the corpse plant had bloomed. On Monday morning, the phone begins to ring. Recently, a sense of fear comes over me when it does. Most of my immediate family members are aged. Life in this chaotic world is short-lived for many.

“Hi Paula,” Veronica’s voice was heard at the other end. “Petal passed away this morning.”

“No, she passed yesterday. As I was cleaning….” I explained, and whether Veronica believed or not, my experience warned me of something about to occur.

This the month of June. The morning started on the cool side when I got into the taxi heading to Union Station. After about half an hour of waiting for the train, it arrived. I boarded and got a comfortable seat by the window. Ten minutes later, it was on its way to New York. An hour into the journey, Veronica is called. She is inform I am on my way and the time the train is scheduled to arrive. I had much time to think about how to present God’s word about the resurrection hope. The books of Numbers and Deuteronomy came back forcefully to review. Deuteronomy 28 stood out consciously concerning the questions directed to my Heavenly Father. The Bible was open, and scriptures were sighted. Once I was done, it gave me the words I would say. I took a notepad out of my bag. I began to write my thoughts with acknowledgment of all in attendance.

Once again, traffic moved back and forth at the station. People came and went as others like me stood awaiting our pick-up companion. I waited for quite some time before the man of interest would arrive. I wondered if the woman across from me was waiting for the same individual. We exchanged a few phone calls, trying to understand the delay. I was informed that traffic outside was chaotic. I found this the case when I got outside the station. He waited for parking, so another call was made to my sister, letting her know of the situation. Finally, parked adjacent to the station, he ran over and embraced me with a kiss on the cheeks. Attention is noted how tall he is. Somehow, he seems to have grown a few inches. It is said that growth in height stops after one has passed thirty years. Even with the heels worn, I felt uncomfortable. It was not a love connection, as faults are overlooked. He picked up my bags and led the way to the car.

New York, New York, is truly a city that never sleeps. Getting on the right road back to my destination was difficult as cars and people made it difficult. It was early in the morning. We were a few hours away from the break of dawn. The city looked as if people were on their way to a nine-to-five job. Now that we were on the right track toward our destination, the conversation resumed. It picked up where it left off before I travelled back to Canada. He was a bit hungry, and I wanted to have a Long Island Iced Tea. So we stopped at one of his favorite restaurants. I was quite pleased with the drink served. I was so pleased I ordered another Long Island Iced Tea. This got me into a mental state I wanted to be in—relaxed. We talked for a while, and then the decision to leave was agreed on. On the way home, the conversation geared off track of mentally stimulated interest. Under the circumstances, he tried to make the meeting a pleasant one, to that it was.

During their occasional meetings, I struggled to understand the relationship between Veronica and him when he came to the home. During those rare times he visited, it was unclear to me how they were connected. It seems his indebtedness would cost him. This would happen if he made the mistake of disrespecting their program. Whatever that is, I did not want to be caught in the middle.

Jobs are hard to get. I know this from my own circumstances. However, there is so much a person can do when they have more resources than the average person. So, when some are constantly with an excuse, such as in his case, “If I don’t sell, I don’t get paid.” I wonder why not seek another that would pay when you work. Not doing so is just another excuse to sit around for a handout. In addition, anyone who cannot control and maintain their responsibility is assured to lean more on their partner to carry their load. I have been carrying my load as long as I have been on my own. I have also helped a few along the way in my life. Not even taking advantage of the year-end Income Tax—dependencies portion to recoup some funds. And has not even received an award for the care given to some. During one of our conversations, he is informed of my knowledge of my sister’s situation with him, and do not want to be caught in the middle.

After pondering the information given, Veronica’s explanation made no sense. The funds received were enough to take him to court. Whether she recoups past payments or not, she will be given a time when he must leave the premises. The premises occupied by another, who would help her manage her financial debt by the end of each month. Some do believe in karma—what goes around comes around. This said, in time, it does. My last conversation months after returning to Canada ended with me hanging up. His comment was either meant for my ears or directed to someone in the office. However, the call not returned spoke volumes; I never did call again, and neither did he.

Finally, the day of the funeral embraced us, sunny and hot. With directions from Alice, we all got into the car to make it to the church on time. However, delayed due to Veronica’s nervousness, we were finally on our way. Once within the neighborhood and with much driving done, “Are you sure you got the address correct?” asks Veronica.

A moment of surprise and excitement stirred the room as family members noticed each other. We embraced and kissed. It was not difficult to notice where most eyes were focused. On the far corner, where the noise came as we joined the line heading towards the coffin. The service had ended by the time we arrived. I was left holding the paper of thoughts I wanted to give. This happened because of the delay in finding the church’s location.

Everything happens for a reason; sometimes, words are best left unsaid. According to Monica and Veronica, “It is her day. What you have written seems to be focusing on you.” This was not my intention. I figure they missed the point. However, I was happy that I got a chance to see her once more before they laid her to rest. Veronica declined to go to the burial site as the distance was quite far. Instead, we drove home after picking up some West Indian food from her favorite restaurant.

DEATH

Afraid? Of whom am I afraid? Not Death, for who is he? The porter of my father’s lodge.

For I will one day say, Death, where is your sting? No more will I hear their cry.

As much abashed me. –B. M. Lustol, Time and Eternity

The New Jerusalem is mentioned in Revelation 21:5. There, HE says: Look, I am making all things new. In verse seven, he states: Anyone conquering will inherit these things.

I know there’s a belief that the dead continue to live. This is not so. Whether you live in both worlds, that of the physical and spiritual, our lives end at death. We understand life ends as we know it. As we are laid to rest until HE resurrects us from the dead, as stated in Revelation 20:5,6. When we die, our breath goes out and all thoughts perish (Psalms 145:4). Therefore, with all our energy, we must pursue our dreams (Ecclesiastes 9). As each one lives doing unto others as they would like done to them. And for the believers, live the ten commandments as you express yourself in the areas calling to exercise justice.

As stated in Chapter Six, the end of this world has another eight hundred and ninety-three years left as of 2021. Time to live, learn and leave behind. However, God can end it as he wishes. He did so in the past [the account of our history in Genesis 7:11-24]. A God known to be a spirit of His word [performance at Genesis 9:11-17] guides us to a conclusion. We can fix the mess we have created on this planet. Alternatively, we may allow the planet to destroy us with its toxicity and gases.

Time is given to live, learn, and leave behind. Whether the world has centuries left or only moments, God holds the power to end or renew. As history shows in Genesis 7:11–24, He is faithful to His word.

Not the full chapter, but thank you for reading. My memoir, Until My Dying Day, is available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and through Dorrance Publishing, www.dorrancebookstore.com

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Follow Your Shepherd: Understanding Disconnection

✨ Author’s Reflection: The Meaning Behind the Title

Part two – Chapter 2 – Would You Follow Your Shepherd’s Call?

This chapter explores moments when the mind and body drift apart—when we move through life unaware, disconnected, or confused. The title, Would You Follow Your Shepherd’s Call?, is not just a spiritual question—it’s a psychological one. It asks whether we are attuned to the voice that guides us, whether divine, intuitive, or internal. It challenges us to think about being lost, asleep, or overwhelmed. Do we recognize the call to return to ourselves during these times?

In this chapter, I share firsthand experiences of disorientation and panic. There are moments when my body moved without my awareness. There were also times when memory failed me. These are not just physical events—they are metaphors for the human condition.

One evening—my first at the residence—I had an out-of-body experience. As I lay sleeping, I felt my force leaving my body. I could see myself lying in bed as I exited through the window beside me. Yes, this is truth. How could I doubt Rudolf? I was not on drugs—no marijuana, no alcohol. It was real.

Another incident occurred during a winter month while I was working the evening shift at a bakery through an agency. During a break, I moved my phone from my back pocket to the front. I wanted to avoid sitting on it. I did the same with my keys. Minutes later, I went to the washroom to tidy up before returning to the floor. As I pulled down my jeans, I noticed the keys were missing. Panic rose. I checked the toilet, the floor—nothing. After using the washroom, I rushed back to the lunchroom. No keys. The woman who had sat nearby hadn’t seen them. I informed the supervisor, and together we searched everywhere. Near the end of the shift, I was called to the manager’s office. He reviewed the cameras and confirmed everything I’d described—except what happened in the washroom.

He suggested checking the garbage bins. Why would someone throw away keys? I thought. After he left, I returned to the washroom, checked the bin, my coat pockets, even asked others to notify management if they found a set of keys. As I left the washroom, I felt something near the lower front of my foot. I reached down—it was the keys.

Had I forgotten moving them? No. Had I felt them during the shift? Not at all. It was as if my body had acted without my awareness. My sister Monica later helped me understand it was a fogged memory, a temporary lapse. Normally, pulling jeans down and up would keep items in place. But this time, the keys had vanished from my awareness.

This led me to question: what happens when the mind becomes confused or enters a sleepwalking state? From my experience, the mind can remain conscious—aware of surroundings and actions—while the body’s nerve senses are asleep. In such moments, the sense of touch disappears until a part of the brain reactivates those nerves, bringing the body back into full awareness. This sudden awakening can trigger panic, especially when the mind perceives danger or discomfort. The senses scramble, unsure of where you are or what’s happening.

I recall a tragic incident from years ago—one that never left me. A young Black boy, sleepwalking during the winter, left his apartment and made his way to his grandmother’s home. He died there, either unnoticed at the door or unable to knock. Though I’ve searched for records of this event, it seems to have faded from public view. But I remember. I share it here because it speaks of the quiet dangers that go unseen. It also highlights the importance of staying connected to those we love.

This state of mental absenteeism exists in society more than we realize. It’s often invisible, only surfacing in tragic headlines about missing persons or unexplained deaths. Many people live unaware of their own disconnection. That’s why communication is vital—between family, friends, and even professionals. A simple call can make a difference. And if one can afford it, speaking with a psychiatrist may help clear the mind. This can restore harmony between thought and feeling.

Thank you for reading and walking with me through my journey. Stay tuned for the week four caption. The memoir is available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and on the Dorrance Publishing Company website: http://www.dorrancebookstore.com

Privacy Concerns: Signs You’re Being Watched

ACTIONS LEND TO LAUGHTER

Tuesday morning, I open my eyes. I lie in bed as I breathe in and exhale. I think about what I have planned for the day. I read from one of my social contacts about the neuroscience of waking slowly. This should be done before jumping out of bed to begin your day. The truth is it does work. I have tried it a few mornings now. I am so flipping relaxed. When Copilot is at play, I can laugh the stress away. At times, I do think that AI is programmed to freak test the minds of the unaware individuals.

I finally got out of bed. I washed myself and then did some stretching. This helped get the tired bones awake and active for the day. After breakfast, I got to the computer to check emails. One social acquaintance had so much time on hand that he was in the mood to be inventive with words. He invented words that could make the dictionary, if it could speak, ask him a few questions. Words that will cause AI to input factitiously and bring laughter to death.

I was frustrated with Copilot’s output. Laughter often occurred when AI output was recalled, affecting my response to the computer. I then got on to my phone to do some research. I searched the topic about Bill C – Canada’s dangerous new surveillance law. On looking at other links, I came across a question: Are you being watched? The answer did not surprise me; I wrote a bit about it in my memoir. All gadgets using the internet, intranet and wi-fi have eyes on you. So, the answer is yes. After gathering some information, I was led by an emoji image to gain further information on their meaning. As I looked at the images and the meaning, two thoughts crossed my mind. One was from a post I had responded to. An individual liked it with a laughing emoji. This caused me to wonder why that one. My response was not funny. The other had to do with a question as to the meaning of my painted fingers. My curiosity drove me deeper into the links that followed. I thought about how our innocent actions bring laughter to others. Some people may have minds in the gutter or just be mischievous.

EMOJI’S HISTORY

Now a popular app, the trend of emoji started with IBM’s researcher Scott Fahlman when he used the colon: the dash – and parentheses ) keys, in an email message 😊. Today, some of his inventions, like this 😉using the semi-colon; the dash – and the parentheses ) keys, give a winking emoji. Then there’s the keys  * < : – ) used for the word Santa Claus, among others, that today have seen expanded to more images and meanings.

 For example, sending a flower—depending on your colour preference, the message conveyed will be misleading according to AI. Therefore, the next time my friends, whose like of an emoji sent is as pure as the rising sun’s intention that is to give warmth and light. If you have no knowledge of its meaning, avoid using it. Stick to the ones you know the meaning of to avoid lending laughter to immature minds.

THE LAW IS INADEQUATE TO PROTECT

Those who make new laws and those who follow rules are inadequate in some situations. They fail to look beyond the given problem to logically find a solution. Most are carried away by the limited power they have. Their actions produce no results. They cause more harm to individuals who need to be heard.

As I get to the question, is someone watching you? Yes. But you must be observant. I am qualified to speak about some indications that you lack privacy. I have experience and have heard complaints from others. Here are some indications.

  • Increased data usage, a rapidly draining battery, unexpected reboots or hot devices, overheating even when not in use.
  • Unusual noises, audio coming from your phone when it’s on the hook, or even during conversations. Many times, I have asked the question: Did you hear that? And the response from the person will be, “No.” Or you hear unusual interference on your TV or radio.
  • Unexpected activity—the phone lights up by itself, or unexplained screenshots or a new app in your gallery. I had experience with my old phone. At times, I thought I had a ghost in the home attempting to be different than the others. I can’t see the ghost, but it makes its presence known through noises. At times, it presumptuously enters areas of my life it should not be. If you have seen the film Ghost, you will understand. It’s the one with Patrick Swayze, Demi Moore, and Whoopi. Yes, know your truths and make the truth your own. Also, unusual apps—that I had noticed on my deceased sister’s phone.
  • Malfunction. Frequent reboot unexpectedly, I am experiencing on my computer. So, when this happened during my activity today working on Copilot, I had to handle it diplomatically. I told the unknown person it’s a machine being programmed to perform. I advised them to stop the filth and get a job.
  • Call forward. An unknown number is listed for call forwarding. You can check this by calling *#21# or #62#

WHAT YOU CAN DO

Trust your instincts and do a house cleaning of your devices. Check your device settings for suspicious apps or permissions you did not activate. Even with security software, hackers are trained to bypass certain things to gain access. Keep in mind, they are more active than you in taking any opportunity available to hack your devices.

  • If you suspect you are being followed, move to a public area. It is not a guarantee of safety. The wicked ones have no regard for life. You may still be in danger.
  • A phone call as you are about to enter your home, disregard; it may be an attempt to distract you.
  • Contact the authorities. Again, due to personal experience, you may not be given any assistance depending on the situation.

In conclusion, as you do your part, trust that our heavenly Father will be doing his part. Therefore, walk with faith that the ONE who sees all and knows all will guide and protect you. As time goes on, all things hidden will be revealed.

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SOCIAL MEDIA and TAX—Advantage for some users

Friends, let this season be one of joy and wisdom. Each new year, many struggle to pay off debts accumulated during December. Some even resort to desperate measures to give gifts without considering the consequences. Remember: once the month and the day are over, financial responsibilities remain. True generosity is sustainable—it uplifts without leaving scars. A thoughtful approach ensures that generosity today does not become a burden tomorrow.

For some users, especially entrepreneurs and content creators, social media engagement during the festive season can bring tangible benefits. Strategic use of platforms not only expands reach but may also qualify as a business expense, offering tax advantages. Leveraging these opportunities requires careful planning and documentation, but the rewards can extend well beyond the holiday period.

🎄 SUBSCRIPTION AND SUBSCRIBING

The best part of working for yourself is discovering new expenses that you can write off to lower your taxes. Remembering accuracy and transparency is beneficial. They are your best defense against attracting unwanted attention.

  • Subscribing: The act of signing up or committing to a service, platform, or resource. It is the first decision to engage (choice to upgrade).
  • Subscription: The ongoing arrangement or contract that follows subscribing. It shows the sustained relationship—whether monthly, annually, or seasonally—between the user and the provider.

In short, subscribing is the choice, while a subscription is the continuing responsibility.

Although subscriptions are a legitimate tax deduction. Generally, you can write off any expense that is necessary for a business. But subscriptions are not always a necessary part of someone’s business. With many online businesses, it is a need-to-know knowledge to lower your taxes, whether you can write off subscriptions.

If you can claim certain publications and subscriptions the Canada Revenue Agency—CRA, or the IRS will not make it easy. To claim these subscriptions, they must be essential to your business to be deductible.

A Life Insurance representative may pay for a membership. This is for continued insurance education. They may also pay for the internet for work purposes. This fee can be written off. But if you a self-employed did the same because you are interested in becoming a Life Insurance agent. That expense is not taxable. All subscriptions or membership fees must be essential to your business. You must have received your licenses from a recognized institution to claim the deductible fees.

Another example. Say you are a Hair Salon owner and you have Spotify or Netflix running in the background. This qualifies you to write off your subscriptions. Let’s say you also use these subscriptions for personal use, which amounts to 60 hours. Then you will subtract 100, which leaves 40 hours of Spotify, times four weeks, equals 160 hours per month. Then the total hours will be 160 X 12 =1,920 for the year. The tax deductible for Netflix will be 60% divided by 100 X 119.88 cost =71.93

OTHER ONLINE SERVICES

For other online services, you can deduct your website’s Hosting services and Domain registration fees. If, like me, you have forgotten to do so in past years you can then do an adjustment. Any website design cost are tax-deductible expense in Canada. To reduce taxable income, remember to keep detailed records of all linked expenses such as invoices, contracts, and receipts.

With any Photoshop, to post pictures, stock photos or graphics for your websites or Instagram, you can claim 100 percent. This deduction can be claimed in ‘other expense’ or on Form 1040.

Your home office can be a deduction. There are two ways to calculate the deduction. The one that sees a higher deduction is more complicated than this one. To calculate your home office, use $5 per square foot to a maximum of 300 square feet. To a maximum deduction of $1500.

To find tax deductions you can use, there is an app called FlyFin an A.I that would scan your linked expenses to find every tax deduction you can use.

There are other deductions. This post is just a reminder to online business owners and paid subscribers. It must be related to your business.

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THREADS OF KNOWING

Hello, dear ones. In my first post titled: Until My Dying Day–Captivating stories from the Esplanade. I promise four weeks of captions from my memoir. This is the second week, and as promised, I leave this experience, which shows the connection we unknowingly have.

Part 2 – Chapter 20 | Until My Dying Day

“We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike.” — Maya Angelou

I’ve felt it in dreams. In laughter that suddenly quiets. In a scent, a shift, a picture that echoes something already known.

Chapter 20 explores how intuition, memory, and emotional resonance weave through our lives like threads. These connections link us in ways we rarely name.

WE ARE MORE CONNECTED THAN THOUGHT

I WAS ASLEEP when Dan’s image appeared. He held the child in his arms as they conversed about the baby’s name; he laughed and said, “It’s a boy.” Then with fingers gesture, he turned the child over, and it was a girl. “You fool,” I replied, pushing him as I asked why don’t you name her Sangeeta, knowing he wanted to name the baby after the sun. A few days earlier, I had that dream when I entered the office, and they told me he had a baby girl. As pictures of him and the child circulated in the office, so was the controversy over a picture that showed Dan with a gun to his head. Ada was upset over it, and so were the others.

After listening to their comments and looking at the pictures myself, I comment, “Look, guys, we don’t know the reason for that picture. Perhaps, he got an acting role, and it was one of the shots.” I quickly stated in disbelief at his thoughtless action. “Further, guys, Dan is used to being around guns, and to him, what seems like toys, is dangerous to us. I had a dream, and one of the pictures is exactly what I saw.”

“Oh, Paula, you and your dreams,” Tim commented.

“But it’s true, as I said, he is around guns a lot, and for him, it’s like a toy.”

“He should not be playing with guns like that,” Alex commented.

I could see that he was fearful, as it showed. And wondered as to the feeling felt; very lightheaded that day, entering the building. A feeling also felt one evening with Rudolf that caused me to be more alert of self when smoking, and an incident that moved me from then to seldom participate in smoking with him.

The memory: I was laughing at a conversation we were having when suddenly I felt as if I had reached a point of no return and had to bring my laughter slowly to a stop. Yes, this incident alerted me to a situation ahead of time. At different times, it could be a scent or a pain.

“No, it’s true; I did have a dream and saw one of the pictures.” I laughed and left further thoughts unsaid as they continued about the picture.

Thanks for reading and walking with me through my journey. Stay tune for other captions from Until My Dying Day. The memoir also comes as an e-book, and can be purchased by going to Amazon, Barnes & Nobles, and on Dorrance Publishing website. http://www.dorrancebookstore.com

PICTURE PERFECT

BLINDED BY LOVE… and the lessons it leaves behind.

Love can be beautiful—but also painful. Part 1, Chapter 10 of Until My Dying Day shares how we lose ourselves in relationships that hurt. It also highlights the strength it takes to hold on to who we are.

We often ignore red flags, rationalize disrespect, and confuse lust for love. But real love? It’s not a game. It’s a commitment. And it starts with knowing ourselves.

This chapter ends with a dream—a right hand, open and raised. A sign of blessing. And I believe that even in heartbreak, there is a blessing. In truth. In growth. In letting go.

“All relationships are lessons—not to grow in height, but in strength.”

BLINDED BY LOVE…Part 1, Chapter 10

REPEATED OFTEN IS THIS: love is a hurting thing, and it sure is. We wonder why we put ourselves in the position of being hurt. We also wonder why we keep accepting their treatment of us that hurts. Additionally, we question why we accept their actions that show disrespect for our dislikes. On contemplating these possibilities, it becomes clear. When our desires take over, we lose our sense of self-worth in the battle for sanity. All we see before our needs are met through the insanity of our mind; we logically rationalize what is wrong as right. It takes strength to not only let go of one’s emotional hurt that causes us to act insane but to maintain one’s true character.

Love, no doubt, makes you feel happy, and from within, it shows on the outside. The contentment felt and the self-confidence gained from the other believing in you and what you stand for is like a flame that keeps your energy flowing. But love is also painful. It is stressful. Yes, getting to know someone is a task as it is a joy. It is a joy from the little games played just to see how the other would react, and stress from habits the other has that irritate you.

Being able to recognize lust—a strong desire to possess and enjoy, or love—a strong feeling of affection, or passionate devotion, is important. Taking time to examine the feelings of the differences is crucial to one’s happiness. Make no mistake: Come see me and live with me are two different situations. Another, what you see is what you get. For years I have watched my sister’s relationship with her husband and felt for her the loneliness she must feel, though her emotions she hid “like mother like daughters,” goes the saying [as mother was the same]. My observation has concluded that perhaps she appreciated the little moments they shared more than worrying about his absences. Perhaps, life is to live this way— acknowledging that nothing is forever, except for the air we breathe; appreciating the time spent, short or long, the conditions—good or bad—we treasure, taking something learnt with us.

A television show called The Maury show. It is a show that interviews partnerships, among other topics, and repeatedly shows how people will lie to one another to keep the person or break up another’s relationship. Jealousy, which is often triggered by another’s actions, is not always a sign of weakness. A person incited to jealousy is one fit in mind and body who doesn’t necessarily care about the result of their reaction. Truths are only being revealed because of guilt of having kept a secret from the person they “claim” to love, friends with or doubt of the other’s sincerity; that truth is sought by either a DNA test or a lie detector test. Sometimes, the outcome hurts the individual seeking the truth, and their actions are often deplorable.

Yes, there is no avoiding hurt in any relationship, and it hurts even more when your family betrays your love or trust. Remember that all relationships, whether business, romance, or mare friendships, are a learning experience for us to grow—not in height, but in mental, emotional, physical, and spiritual strength. As never before, there are many books written, as there are talk shows, such as Dr. Phil, that give advice on relationships. Relationships today are likened to looking for a job. Remove the blinders, so speaking, check the other’s lifestyle and compatibility with yours, even family inherited diseases—yes—preparedness is important down the road of growth together. Some of these things are overlooked in many cases due to our love or fascination felt for the person. Before entering a relationship that eventually hurts or destroys you, think things through. Marriage is not a game; it is a commitment to another of your deep emotional feeling, called love.

To conclude, be mature of mind when entering a marriage relationship. It is a commitment for life—not a game, to cause some other significant one’s jealousy; each one needs to be there for the other in sickness, in health and in love.

 Summer changes the City of Toronto dramatically. It’s often called the “City of the Dead,” a saying mostly heard from foreigners. In summer, it becomes the city of the living. This is the start of all kinds of festivities, such as the Jazz, R&B festivals, street parties, and family barbecues, all leading up to the Caribbean festival and then to the Canadian National Exhibition, which reminds us that it is the end of another summer.

I awoke from a dream; my body felt hot under the covers. I had not yet looked through the window to see the beginning of the day. One that told you from the sun’s illumination would be a hot and dry day. I removed the covers and turned on my cell phone. After a minute, the phone began to ring. I picked it up and looked at the display to see who it was, but the ring was calling my attention to messages. I dialed the code that would allow me to retrieve the messages. One was from my sister, Monica. She called to find out how I was. The message was deleted, and another was retrieved. I put the phone on the table next to where I lay. My sister’s message replayed in my thoughts. I smiled and said aloud—families. I rolled over unto my back and folded my arms under my breasts. Again, I smiled as the image of a conversation with Gerry about his family crossed my thoughts. A sound of laughter escaped from my closed lips as I pondered on our conversation and thought that through families, we really discover how deep our love or how strong our resentment of them can be or how their support gives us the energy to push forward toward our goals.

It was during a week in April when my cousin Annette called to inform me that she would be visiting for the day. She could do so because she lived closer to the border that separates the U.S. from Canada. When they arrived, it was after twelve noon. It has been a while since I had seen Annette or her family. Annette and I were like twins growing up; we did and visited most places together. One day, Annette had me playing with poison ivy. I had no clue it would later leave me scratching the daylights. Annette laughed and thought it was funny, but I was a bit annoyed to the point of getting some more and rubbing it all over her, but then I thought that if I did, this would mean having to endure the itching all over again, so I declined. Another day while playing under the bed, I got on top of her. It was just as a mother would her child while she speaks or plays with her. It was a position I had done with Debra-Ann as I played with her on the bed during a vacation in Florida. It was my last memory of her as a child. Cicely came into the room and caught us in that position. Years later, it was known that Cicely hung up on a feeling that had she not entered the room when she did, of something else about to happen. Our thoughts are funny; they can cause us to jump to wrong assumptions about others, as it cause us to doubt our own abilities and sense of self.

The door opened to the sound of their voices before they could knock—yes, this was my family, noisy as their known to be. Annette, her new husband, her son, her daughter, and her daughter’s friend entered the apartment. She introduces her husband for the first time. Annette had remarried since we last saw each other. Her first husband, after their divorce, married her older sister. Few in the family approved of it, but their intentions worked out well for many reasons. Her new husband is Irish and Italian, the same age as her, but he looks a bit older. The fact that he was mixed, I thought, could not be all bad. I have had my share with the Italian culture and found some of them to be loving, cruel, deceptive, and know how to buy their way in and out of situations. They brought out the best and worst in me; therefore, I would rather keep my distance from some of them.

Annette was now a homemaker, looking a bit older, as I do, and had put on some weight. I was surprised to see her looking as she was—tired—but found out as we spoke her days were quite hectic with the kids, and her mother, who is not as well or active as she was once. The huge home to take care of and her husband’s needs; I could not think of why she was a bit overweight after being informed of how much she had to do. Her visit was also an opportunity to give a letter that contained personal information about me, should anything happen. She is called to the porch.

“I have done a Will and Last Testament, and here is some information you need to know should anything happen to me.”

Annette laughed as she said, “What do you need a Will for? You have nothing.” A comment made deceived from what the eyes saw. A comment she made that could and may have applied to her. For the things seen are temporary, but the things unseen are everlasting.

 “Don’t be an ass. Once a person starts to invest, they should make a Last Will and Testament. This way, the little material or financial wealth they have is not taken by the government. If you are smart, you will do the same, and lord knows how they are.”

“Who are you talking about?”

“The government, that’s who,” I responded, laughing. “They give with one hand and take back with the other.”

Annette laughed as she replied, “You are so right.” She stretched forth her hand to accept the letter, and that is when I saw her scarred hand.

“What the hell happened here?” I asked in a fear-filled whisper.

 “I was cooking a dish I saw on TV. The oil in the wok was too hot when I threw in the ingredients. It flared up, and I jumped, knocking the wok over onto myself.”

“Oh, my, look at your hand.” I felt so sad for her.

“Third-degree burn!” she exclaimed.

“Gee.” Then I said playfully, “You should have been more careful trying to cook China man’s food.”

 She smiled. “I should have.” She says before putting it in her handbag. She took the letter and showed her husband, who briefly looked it over.

I took them to the Eaton Center, and after a meal. The children and her husband spent some time looking around the mall, while we had more time to talk, catching up on past times. After the mall, they drove back to the States. I got to work an hour later than the usual start of my shift, which was at 3:00 PM. Annette’s visit had left me with feelings of sadness and fear. Fearful because of the hand I saw in my dream. It seemed to be the right hand, the palms outward open; perhaps a foresight, but because most of my visions were becoming more apparent lately, the fear for others was becoming more real to my senses.

10,000 Dreams Explained: The hand is the body’s most expressive part and denotes power and creativity. The right hand is power; the left is passive and receptive. An open hand represents justice… A raised hand indicates adoration, prayer, or surrender if turned outward; a blessing is given. Then, I was given a blessing. Thanks!

Thank you for reading, for feeling, and for walking with me through Part 1. Part 2 is coming soon.

Until My Dying Day: Captivating Stories from The Esplanade

To the making of books, there’s no end. First impressions rarely tell the full truth about a place, a person, or a story. For the next four weeks, I will be sharing a few captions from Until My Dying Day. My hope is that this book will be among your gifts this holiday season.

In Until My Dying Day, Part 1, Chapter 10, I reflect on The Esplanade. It is a Toronto neighborhood pulsing with history, contradiction, and resilience. From the enduring legacy of St. Lawrence Market, the chapter uncovers whispered tales of old buildings. It also examines the lives they shelter, exploring what lies beneath the surface.

  • Artists and outsiders. Ghost stories and spiritual truths. Public spaces and private battles.
  • A building that once felt inviting later became a battleground for dignity and sanity.
  • A neighborhood where everyone knows your business—or invents it.

    Until My Dying Day is more than a memoir—it’s a mirror, a map, and a call to see deeper. It’s a place where beauty and hardship coexist, and where time slowly unveils what was hidden.

FIRST IMPRESSION

THE ESPLANADE is a neighborhood where one can find anything one’s heart desires. You will find great restaurants like the Old Spaghetti Factory in the neighborhood, which serves great pasta. St. Lawrence Market has been a famous continuous market since 1796 and was formally proclaimed the market block in 1803. There is talk about future privatization. The South Market was home to Toronto’s First City Hall and Police Station, Number One, from 1845 to 99. The original council chamber now houses the Market Gallery. The market has become world-renowned for selling fresh produce, seafood, meat, and cheeses, and continuing the tradition of the Farmers Market on Saturdays. Open on Sundays is a flea market, which is no longer as the site is under construction for another project.

Small and rising businesses: the Lilly Kimsa Theatre for Young People…the Berkeley Street Theatre…Canstage…the Hummingbird Theatre…Sony Theatre, and many more. People of all cultures and backgrounds, upcoming artists, pimps, prostitutes, homemakers, the homeless and the neighborhood gangs (a few of the members known by an acquaintance of a friend), run the street scene, have since then tried to improve the quality of their lives by making a CD, Still Smoking. A historical neighborhood was never quite destroyed by the great fire of 1849. Still standing are the buildings, years old, some telling a story of their past.

Yes, life in the area is quite interesting. If you were unaware of your neighbors’ business, it was because you were either busy trying to make it or kept to yourself. Most knew the other’s business, and even without factual truths, they made up stories of your life. Stories delighted by family gatherings. One that was told to me by my girlfriend Chelsi, who claimed she lived in one that housed a ghost you could hear in the middle of the night or early morning, was a bit laughable, as there is no such thing as a ghost. People call things they cannot see by all sorts of names, and it depends on the country you are from. However, the familiar one is ghosts. Laughable because, when buildings are old, the earth’s movement will cause noise in the home. Laughable because we are living in a spiritual world with wicked spirit creatures that create noises around us, causing fear to the point of wanting to move from where we abide. But also influences our minds from actions of those they have been able to seduce to conduct wrongful acts, which causes a person to want to move from their home; some even act in cruel and destructive ways toward themselves and others.

 My first impression of the building shown by Mac, the super at the time, was an inviting one. After a few years, things started to change, like the saying, “Come see me and come live with me are two different things.” With all the cleaners did to maintain the building, some tenants saw that their work would never end.

I occupied a unit on the second floor of the seven-story building, made up of bachelor’s units, lofts, townhouses and one to three-bedroom units. Some of the tenants’ vendettas escalated from the housing staff to my unit. Some days on exiting the unit, I will be greeted with bags of garbage and baby diapers. This evidence, pushed against my mental inculcated thoughts—thoughts of me trying to be someone I am not—in their opinion; me wanting a child I’ll never have, and like garbage, I will be tossed out, are daily thoughts I battled. Daily, I went about my activities, trying to maintain a job by being on time and performing to the best of my abilities, despite the “insomnia” I suffered. And I was good at what I did. It is said self-praise is no recommendation, but I would not say what I did if it weren’t true. However, this was not good for some, as they saw that my efforts would not prevail, working under the circumstances subjected to.

My ability to foresee my enemies’ goals, office positions that came available, fear was not the only factors that stopped me from applying. Knowing that I would be giving all of myself in my performance, only to be told that I am no longer needed due to some dissatisfaction on their part, was the reason I neglected to apply and was satisfied just doing what I did, as my sanity is maintained.

Thank you for reading, for feeling, and for walking with me through part of Part 1. Stay tuned for another chapter. Part 2 is coming soon.

Is AI Making Us Less Human? Insights on Creativity and Cognition

AI THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE

As much as AI tools will improve human life as we know it, the end results will be detrimental to human existence. Why?

Because the more we outsource our cognitive abilities, the more we become weak at the skills we possess. Let’s face it, AI is more beneficial for those who run a business or more.  Over time, as we have more time sooner rather than later, some will become bored and stressed, while others will become creative. Like what had happened during the COVID pandemic.

However, the difference in creativity to a different level is definite, and I fear that the use of AI is going to push humans to the point of becoming less human with the qualities we were created to have, like various levels of emotions, sympathy, empathy, joy, sense of touch, respect, and authentic human relationships.

THE FUTURE OF EDUCATION

As the world phases deeper into a technical world, it’s a more complex time for teachers.  As they grade papers, not knowing whether the student or  AI is the brain behind the work produced.  

For those who don’t know, AI can read any book in a matter of a minute. It can draft their essays, give answers to their math questions. AI can mimic your voice and program to look like you using your voice.  So, where does honesty and authenticity begin and end?

The future looks crazy.

During the past two months, I have been using AI, unknown to me that Copilot was. All along thinking that it was like Grammarly.  What I have discovered is as much as  AI has become a computer companion helping me to formulate my posts and messages, creating visuals and banners. I find that in a scuttle way, it eliminates your truths as it condenses your input. This does not convey the user’s authentic tone of the message or truths. 

Without a review of its output, a person’s message he or she intends to reach a specific group, can become distracting, and the reader, not given all the facts of the original data, may be left mentally confused. Therefore, I will repeat this quote stated during an AI event attended: AI is the brush, humans are the masterpiece. To that, we are, but for how long?

As people become more dependent and addicted to AI, AI may become a masterpiece.  Here is how.

Our use of cognitive abilities will become weak in that many addicted users will lose their attention perception. The ability to learn and retain in memory. Unable to think, such as in problem solving, decision making, proper use of language. The ability to process cognition as interpreted with the help of concepts borrowed from computer science, which includes all of the cognitive psychology I have mentioned above. Therefore, we all, not just children, need to learn how to and what to ask AI to generate the answers we need.  

So instead of training AI to become a part of you. We need to train our children and self to become a better version of ourselves, knowing our strengths and weaknesses. How best to live with others, and to develop the flexible competence to navigate the negative within the world around us. Not AI as 90% and you 10%. Or we will find ourselves with a huge cost of medical bills for Psychological services. The need to have therapy for cognitive restructuring, in which clients are encouraged and helped to adopt more rational or constructive ways of thinking about their problems.

THE ORIGINAL ( not in its entirety) DATA INPUT  below. This version shows my truths compared to my question and instruction to AI’s version that was recently posted.  The original was kept with the intention of using, as a form of show and tell.

BACK TO EARTH

…. There is a reason I did not take a picture of what I saw on October 21, 2025. Because the thought to see is to believe; words encoded into our minds, that evidence must be shown to believe, which is the physiology your mind uses to doubt a truth of reality. Then what may have been a safety for life becomes an end to your life.

Before television or cameras, people in the past believed what was said to them by exercising faith in the individual who was delivering the report. Today, many dismiss facts because they did not SEE or HEAR a thing.

Has the choice to choose because of a lack of evidence gone and made a fool of many?

For example, when someone tells a dream in which they experience what occurred, we put faith in what was said to be truthful. Those who doubt are because they have no history of the person, but those who know of the dreamer will testify to the tale told is to believe. This is my intention to bring back what is lacking in many fake believers.

It takes two, by the legal system as it does by the spiritual realm, for a thing to be confirmed. And here is where faith comes in from those who are told of a thing that has occurred by a dreamer or an eyewitness.

A fact and point.

A dream before a three-day event I attended, I overheard someone saying I want the eyes. The next day, on the computer, the image in a posted advertisement was seen with the side view of half a person’s face focus on one eye.  I shared the posted ad. When I checked the post that was sent to the groups, the image was gone. Proof that the posted ad with the details is what was seen, only those knowing me not to lie intentionally will believe it had the image seen, but those the Devil has in his hold would be the ones to go against my truths.

Why do some do the things they do to each other to destroy them is beyond my thinking. This is why our world is still illiterate, because we keep killing those with the knowledge needed.

When last time the media told the public that our calendar sighting of the moon, the full moon, and the first and last quarter was not on the right dates? Or that the turning back of the clocks was wrong. If I should say, would you believe? Or would you still believe what the majority and the law approved to be?

The reason why some people say little, then say much.

 HABAKKUK IS another of the so-called minor prophets of the Hebrew Scriptures. Where and when did Habakkuk make his prophetic pronouncements?  His book, named Habakkuk, was written in Judah.  It must have been written after the reign of God-fearing King Josiah, in 659-629 B.C.E. (Before our Common Error) because it is stated that the book was completed in c. 628 B.C.E. The prophecy itself provides the clue in foretelling an activity that the people in Judah will not believe, even if it is related.  It is the raising up of the Chaldeans (Babylonians) by God to punish faithless Judah. -Habakkuk 1:5,6.

The book of Habakkuk is made up of three chapters.  The first two chapters are a dialogue between the writer and Jehovah. The third chapter deals with the magnificence of Jehovah in the day of battle, and it is unrivalled in the power and vibrancy of its dramatic style.

WHY BENEFICIAL

Habakkuk’s prophecy is most beneficial today to Christians who need vital energy to hold strong faith while living in a world filled with violence.  It helps us to teach others and to answer the questions people all over the world have asked. Habakkuk’s prophecy is most beneficial today to Christians who need vital energy to hold strong faith while living in a world filled with violence.  It helps us to teach others and to answer the question people all over the world have asked: Will God execute vengeance on the wicked?

The warning lesson is forceful: Do not consider God’s judgments as being too delayed; they will “without fail come true.” -Hab. 2:3.  Without fail, the prophecy of Judah’s destruction by Babylon came true, and without fail, Babylon itself was captured, the Medes and Persians taking the city in 539 B.C.E. Will God execute vengeance on the wicked?

The warning lesson is forceful: Do not consider God’s judgments as being too delayed; they will “without fail come true.” -Hab. 2:3.  Without fail, the prophecy of Judah’s destruction by Babylon came true, and without fail, Babylon itself was captured, the Medes and Persians taking the city in 539 B.C.E.

BIBLE TRUTHS REMAIN

On October 21st, in the early morning, after 5 a.m. I was looking through the window up at the sky as I normally do, sometimes counting the brightly visible stars. My eyes caught sight of a very bright light—it was not a star; it was more as if it were a plane. I remained at the window observing the surroundings as I did the air traffic. At first I thought the object was coming my way (it would take some time to be closer, having watched the movement of air traffic on many occasions), so I stood there. It was now about 6:30 a.m. when a plane from my right—west was seen going east.  I stood watching as it got closer to the object that had not moved from the position southeast. 

As I stood observing the object, I was taken back to my homeland to an afternoon standing on the stairs looking up at a shiny object that looked like what they called a flying saucer (back then, we hadn’t had television). I was able to confirm by the images shown on television only while living abroad.  I finally removed from the window as I saw the plane about to pass the object.  Two nights later, the floodlights on top of the Highrise building, north-east, were on. 

I am trying to make this as clear as I can for those of you who don’t understand yourselves.

You see, the attempt to distract failed, because there are no buildings in the direction where the object was, and the lights on the building were not on, on October 21st, which I could have logically reasoned shone towards the sky. And even if it did, the object would not be seen as the image above. 

The facts, my friends, that my writing is being overlooked before completed, is being tampered with, and my memory is being manipulated by the devil workers, is something I have endured for years as I speak out for others to pay attention. 

However, regards how others may view me, I will say this: blessed I am to have the strength with all I endure, and to my dying day I will continue to follow in the footsteps of Christ.  I have never declared myself perfect, and I never will, because I was born to an imperfect human.

WHAT HAS HUMANS ENVISION FOR OUR FUTURE?

In a few years, not only will most who rely on technology become docile, but you will find robots doing the jobs you were once capable of performing, as within our creativity, more robots are made to take the position of humans. Which has begun.

 Is the new world we envision one of robots?  

When the world was written that ended with the flood, Noah was instructed to put two of each kind in the ark. Is history repeating itself in a way not of the creator’s?

We were told that the ruler of this system, this world, is Satan. Recently, statistics show that in the past few years, more babies have been born as twins. These children are our future and are more intelligent when it comes to using technology. And the truth is, most lack logical thinking. Their adaptability is next to zero. Those who are parents need to seriously consider technology and how best to use it is used.  As we were advised by the prophet, “Train up a child from infancy so that when they grow old they will not forget.” 

Training in the right way produces strength, respect, resilience, and love. Something a computer can only tell what to do in each circumstance, but is unable to develop in human beings.

Thank you for reading. This entire post had no AI intervention, as I was fearful of what AI–my partner will conclude next time I seek its collaboration LOL. Then again, I have no place to hide as it’s a computer that knows everything…lol.

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Witnessing the Future: Space, Truth, and Humanity’s Journey

I am blessed to see what will occur in the future. My sight at times is a blessing and a curse at the things I behold.  Before I relate my sight seen on October 21, 2025, I would like to announce the giant leap that mankind has made to outer space, marking a quarter of a century since November 2000. 

Our International Space Station marks a 25-year milestone

Sunday, Nov. 2, marked the 25th anniversary of the first crew of astronauts

“ Nov. 2, 2000, a trailblazing group of three spacefarers, including one NASA astronaut, arrived at the iconic orbital outpost as members of Expedition 1. Now, for a quarter of a century, not a day has gone by that a human has not been in space.”    Eric Lagatta USA TODAY 11/02/25

And 25 years of astronauts from all over the world living and working together to pave the way for future space exploration.

What to know about the iconic outpost

The station was designed between 1984 and 1993. Elements of the station were in construction throughout the US, Canada, Japan, and Europe beginning in the late 1980s.

The International Space Station Program brings together international flight crews, multiple launch vehicles, globally distributed launch and flight operations, training, engineering, and development facilities, communications networks, and the global scientific research community

About 356 feet long, the station is bigger than a six-bedroom house and has six sleeping quarters, two bathrooms, a gym, a 360-degree-view bay window, and docks for up to eight spacecraft to be docked at one time.

The orbital laboratory is operated through a global partnership of space agencies, including NASA, Roscosmos, the European Space Agency, the Japan Aerospace Exploration Agency (JAXA) and the Canadian Space Agency (CSA).

More than 280 spacefarers from 26 countries have visited the International Space Station, including 170 from the United States alone, according to NASA.

THE SPACE STATION’S PURPOSE

Scientists use the International Space Station as a testing ground to uncover new information and provide clues to long-standing scientific mysteries, such as combustion or fluid physics, furthering humanity’s understanding of improvements in everything from fuel efficiency to electronics cooling. They also study how to keep astronauts safe and healthy on long-duration missions.

BENEFITS

15 ways the international space benefits humanity back on Earth. Space Station Research Integration Office, July 22, 2022.

VISITORS TO SPACE AND LENGTH OF DAYS

Frank Rubio- 371 days, Mark Vande Hei- 355 days, Scott Kelly- 340 days, Christina Koch- 328 days, Peggy Whitson- 289 days, Butch Wilmore and Suni Williams- 286 days, Andrew Morgan- 272 days, Jeanette Epps, Matthew Dominick and Mike Barratt- 235 days.

INDIVIDUAL CUMULATIVE DAYS

Peggy Whitson- 695 days, Suni Williams- 608 days, Don Pettit- 590 days, Jeff Williams-534 days, Mark Vande Hei- 523 days, Scott Kelly- 520 days, Butch Wilmore- 464 days.

BACK TO EARTH: The Cost of Knowing Too Much

While humanity has reached for the stars—launching probes, satellites, and astronauts into the unknown—there remains a more clandestine frontier here on Earth. For centuries, experiments and covert operations have unfolded in silence, often at the expense of those who dared to know too much. The price of truth, in many cases, has been death.

Consider the case of Dr. Li Wenliang, the Chinese ophthalmologist who tried to warn colleagues about a SARS-like virus in late 2019. His early alerts about what would become known as COVID-19 were met not with gratitude but with reprimand. He was detained, forced to sign a statement denouncing his warnings as false rumours, and later died from the virus himself. His death sparked outrage and became a symbol of the dangers of suppressing truth.

Another chilling example is that of Karen Silkwood, a chemical technician and union activist at the Kerr-McGee plutonium plant in Oklahoma. In 1974, she was en route to meet a journalist with documents allegedly proving unsafe practices at the plant. She never made it. Her car was found to have crashed, and the documents were missing. Her death was ruled an accident, but suspicions of foul play persist to this day.

These are not isolated incidents. They are reminders that truth, when it threatens power, becomes dangerous.

Mankind’s pursuit of innovation—electricity, clean water, aircraft, and now space travel—has always been driven by a desire for better living. Yet, in this pursuit, many have chosen to live in falsehood, dismissing inconvenient truths as fiction. As Ecclesiastes 1:10 reminds us:

“Does anything exist of which one may say: ‘See this; it is new’? It has already had existence for time indefinite; what has come into existence is from time before us.”

History does not lie. It is only forgotten or ignored by those who lack faith or memory.

BIBLE TRUTHS REMAIN

On October 21, 2025, in the early morning, after 5:30 a.m. I was looking through the window up at the sky as I normally do, sometimes counting the brightly visible stars. Between the hours of 7:00 a.m. I witnessed something extraordinary—an object in the sky, unmoving, luminous, and unlike any aircraft I’ve observed. I did not photograph it. Why? Because we’ve been conditioned to believe only what we can see and record. But faith once moved civilizations—before cameras, before satellites, before the internet.

Today, we dismiss dreams, visions, and testimonies unless they come with timestamped proof. Yet, in ancient times, a prophet’s word was enough to shift nations. Habakkuk, writing in 628 B.C.E., warned Judah of a coming judgment they would not believe even if told (Habakkuk 1:5-6). His words echo today: truth is often rejected when it challenges comfort or control.

I’ve experienced digital erasure—documents and images disappearing after being shared. These are not coincidences. They are tactics of manipulation, designed to discredit, distract, and destabilize.

Why do we silence those with knowledge? Why do we destroy the very minds that could elevate humanity? Perhaps because truth is disruptive, and disruption threatens the status quo.

Let this be a call to those who still believe in discernment, in faith, and in the power of testimony. The legal system requires two witnesses for confirmation. So does the spiritual realm. If you’ve seen, heard, or dreamed—speak. If you’ve been silent, know that you are not alone.

Because in the end, the truth will not be buried forever. And those who walk in it, though persecuted, are never powerless.

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Finding Balance in a Tech-Driven World

⚖️ The Good in Being Balanced

We’ve all experienced change—within our countries, our communities, and our personal lives. Some changes have been good, others not so much. But all of them demand that we adjust: how we live among one another, how we spend, how we think.

Technology has advanced rapidly. Once, many of us struggled to share our ideas with the world. We lacked access, while others—armed with tech—held the upper hand. Today, access is more widespread. But with it comes a new challenge: mastering AI tools and understanding their output. If we don’t scrutinize what AI generates, we risk miscommunication and distortion.

This isn’t just my opinion. During a conversation with my sister Monica, I mentioned that if we don’t find balance in our use of technology, we’ll run short of electricity. That concern is now echoed by others:

“AI will hit a critical bottleneck by the middle of next year.” —Elon Musk
“Energy—not compute—will be AI’s #1 bottleneck.” —Mark Zuckerberg
“Large language models like ChatGPT are power hungry.” —Andy Jassy, Amazon CEO

The Wall Street Journal warns that AI is pushing the grid to a breaking point. The Washington Post says America is running out of power. This isn’t fearmongering—it’s a wake-up call.

🧹 The Importance of Digital Housecleaning

Lately, I’ve been doing some digital housecleaning. I’ve noticed strange things: disappearing documents, vanishing information from shared posts, and updates that seem too frequent. Even my follower count doesn’t always add up.

I don’t rely on likes for validation—I know where I’m going. But when others try to block progress, I ask: can you put yourself in someone else’s shoes, just for a moment? For anyone without understanding is liken to the one who has never been educated.

Some use their intelligence to manipulate others through technology. That’s not just wrong—it’s dangerous. To my social friends who fear Jehovah and those who seek righteous change: do not intermeddle. Disaster comes swiftly to those who oppose what is right.

“The showing of partiality in judgment is not good.” —A proverb for the wise.

RUMORS

More than before, Governments of all levels must implement social laws and rules. It is imperative for the mental health of all technology users. Hackers, when caught, must be fined and prevented from the use of any technological devices for a period. Second, the courts should put them behind bars on a second charge.

Lately, there have been reports of a Gmail security breach impacting millions of users. The reports are false. According to Google, “Gmail’s defences are strong, and users remain protected. The inaccurate reports are stemming from a misunderstanding of infostealer databases, which routinely compile various credential theft activity occurring across the web.”

It has been confirmed that TikTok users are being targeted by a scam that sees hackers literally trying to sell them access to their own money.

SAFETY TIPS

  • You can find out more about staying safe from TikTok scams in the TikTok Safety Center
  • When it comes to email, users can help protect themselves by turning on 2-step verification and adopting passkeys as a simpler and stronger alternative to passwords.”

👋 Saying Goodbye Is Never Easy

Thank you, Mr. Zuckerberg, for creating Facebook. I’ve been here for years. I’ve seen friends disappear—if they were real—and new faces emerge. I’ve enjoyed reading your creative posts, often leaving a comment or sharing them.

But there’s a time for everything under the sun. A time to step aside and let those who believe they’re in control take the reins. As much as I’d like to stay, I can’t pretend I’m unaffected by what’s happened.

But there’s a time for everything under the sun. A time to step aside and let those who believe they’re in control take the reins. As much as I’d like to stay, I can’t pretend I’m unaffected by what’s happened.

I once read a man’s post that said, “For years I have been talking to myself.” I chuckled, confused then. Now, I understand.

I have projects to complete. Once they’re done, I’ll return. Until then, I wish you all the best—may your online businesses thrive, and may your posts continue to uplift and inspire.

So long for now. Please don’t forget to share if this post speaks to you and strikes a chord.

Notes and additional reading…

Sent: Monday, August 4, 2025 2:17 AM

To: bernie20102010@outlook.com <bernie20102010@outlook.com>

Subject: bernie20102010@outlook.com

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