Naked Chests Provoke Anger, It Seems

I don’t work a traditional job at the moment. I’m not sure if I’d consider myself “in extremely early retirement by force,” “in-between jobs,” or just plain self-employed. All I can say is that I don’t work a 9 to 5 at the moment, and it’s mostly because I no longer fit in anywhere.

I probably stopped fitting in around late 2012, but the incompatibility really started to rear its ugly head after covid. Things have not been the same for me since then.

It’s like I keep trying to shove myself into these horrid places just to pay the bills, but I don’t go along with their matrix program. I can’t fake it at all, and they can tell, lol. So unfortunately, it always ends up with me having to separate myself from the establishment and depart with no money and zero justice.

The kind of work I do now involves being a middle person between merchants and customers. Some say the customers are mine, but I wholeheartedly disagree. I believe they are the merchant’s customers, and I’m just a middle person. Maybe they are my customers in some ways, but they are still the merchant’s customers, too. They buy things from them, not me, and  I have nothing to do with those transactions in any way.

The problem with my line of work is that the middle person takes the heat for everything that goes wrong with a transaction, and too much heat can cause eventual loss of livelihood. What’s even more disturbing is that sometimes people bring heat to the middle people on purpose. Sigh. This crazy world.

Today was alright. My first interaction was wack, though. I lost my data connection and reception, and the customer’s dog didn’t like me. I have that issue a lot these days, and I personally believe it’s because “entities” sometimes inhabit animals. They did so in the Scriptures with pigs, right? So why wouldn’t they be able to enter dogs, cats, etc.?

These people’s dog kept barking at me incessantly like I was there to harm him. He would not stop and continued to ruckus until I left. Look here, Fido. I’m just here to do a transaction. I’m not here for you or your entities at this time. Maybe later.

The customer’s husband was very rude, as well. He didn’t want to help me get an internet connection and basically told me to cancel everything if I couldn’t figure it out my damn self. He had no shirt on and was mean as hell, lol.

The wife made me feel better by apologizing several times, though. The look in her eyes was one of wonder, embarrassment, and confusion. I could tell she was wondering who I was. She was also embarrassed that her husband and dog were being such asses. Additionally, she was confused by how I seemed not to be bothered by any of it.

The secret was in the communion. As I said before, I give all my troubles to the One who promises to take them away. I did that yesterday and had a bunch of woes removed.

I was still feeling pretty weightless at that time, so I told her it was okay and went on my way. I figured out how to get some reception, so it was all good. Thank God I found a spot up the street. ha-ha. I had to walk there to get it, but it worked, and all was well.

I listened to music for the rest of the day while I did various tasks. There’s this deceased artist who I can’t seem to stop loving or listening to. He reminds me of myself in so many ways it’s unreal. There are certain issues we are polar opposites on, but his heart and compassion were very much like mine.

He was also a “woke” person. His eyes were open to most of the same atrocities I see today. One of my biggest regrets is that I never got to meet him. The world didn’t understand him. Most people were brainwashed into not receiving most of his messages, but I got them. Maybe we could have been friends.