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Modeling, life, relationships, healing, technology, SCUBA Diving, and more. Oh, my!
This particular journal blog entry is a bit different in certain references as this points of which I will be writing about will be tying a few aspects together in regards of problems I have had with technology ever since waking up from my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury coma, the aspects of #SCUBA Diving, various relationship aspects, and several others. The involvement of which in various regards in which is similar to going down a proverbial rabbit hole, however the importance of for clarification even though years later; are pertinent for various specifics. Whether such specific points are considered important to others is up to them individually, however for myself to clarify; I personally, find such important. This is also to clarify certain aspects in reference of the stalking and hacking going on when I initially had brought the points up back in 2010 through to later times that I had told people about when I knew them specifically in the BDSM/LGBTQP/Swinger lifestyles when I was receiving a large amount of threats as well, some of which in reference to those threats; I had shown some people the computer at the time of receiving the threats, though they did not believe me at those times. This set of particular situations in combination give a bit of an example, of what I had been dealing with; as well as how such possibly impacted others I knew, at those times. I could not tell a lie then, and I cannot tell a lie now; it is something I could not do before my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury, and definitely something I cannot do after my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury.
Previously I have discussed and written about the varying degrees in regards of the after effects of my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury, the coma, the subarachnoid hemorrhage which took years to dissipate, the memory deficits, the cognitive disorders, having gone from #College #Algebra with #Trigonometry and #Calculus to 2nd Grade math, as well as the problems utilizing technology in ways to not break; however the records of how many pieces of which I have broken which #GeekSquad and #BestBuy were not able to repair, though have the records of such problems of mine. I have discussed and written about the purposes as to why I began my involvement with SCUBA Diving to better myself in various aspects of the pain levels as well as doing what I could to learn while also discussing and writing about various religious, spiritual, energetic, #homeopathy, #auyrvedic, #quantum #healing, gemstone healing, #firecupping, and etcetera styles of healing methods including the aspects of scientific medical studies; of which I am certified for #FirstAid, #CPR, and #AED usage after the training and classes I have taken both for the land aspects as well as through SCUBA Diving certifications thereof, though the AED training was in reference to SCUBA Diving only.
Though I have also had other scientific medical studies and training both before and after waking up from my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury, and no I do not include the aspects of the medical appointments for my son, my daughter, and I in such; though the realities of additional understanding has been available through, though were not the aspects I have referred to in discussions or writings previously. The aspects of such for my son, my daughter, and my medical aspects of which other doctors and medical professionals have made such recommendations and judgements on, have been completely different in various ways compared to what I have discussed; though I have mentioned experiences, the points of which I have talked about and written about are not the same. For example, I have not been fire cupped though I have studied, taken classes, as well as read the entire college level textbooks I have been able to find as well as purchase before pursuing further for such.
Recently I was able to get into my original #fetlife account and when going through the previous messages I was able to find a group of messages from an individual I met through SCUBA Diving, and in reality he and I were in the same #NationalGeographic #OpenWater SCUBA Diving course together; which is the first certification of the 26 different SCUBA Diving certification I earned on my own, which the 26 SCUBA Diving certifications include the 16 courses offered in a bundle at the time with the extra 10 courses outside of the offering of. I had actually dressed him in his BCD after carrying the wheelbarrow of SCUBA tanks down to the platform, as he was having problems with his back when putting on the gear; and I even strapped him into his BCD, as there was a bit too much room for the BCD to move around before everyone in the class got into the water at #AquarinaHotSprings. He and I had been in several classes together after that particular Open Water certification including the Navigation course, and we had spent much time together talking at various SCUBA Diving locations and classes well before he and I ever dated. There was a point of which when he and I dated I had felt there was something wrong and though there was a lot going on in my life at the time which was a couple years after my SCUBA Dive when I landed at the bottom of the ocean near the area of the USS/USNS #Vandenberg, I felt the need to speed over to his place because I could feel something was severely wrong. When I arrived I thought I heard him taking his last breath and I began using the electricity surrounding his apartment to electrocute, as the words to explain such are difficult beyond that. After essentially using such as a larger type of AED though his apartment to wake him up; I heard him take a large inhaling breath, and then slowly get up stumbling along the way to the front door. When he opened the door and saw me standing there, he fell into my arms and collapsed. I carried him back into his apartment, did some energetic healing, and completed bringing him back to life.
This was not the first time I healed someone, though it was the first time of taking someone who was physically deceased and would have been declared as such; and reviving them back to life, within several minutes after the last breath taken. I did what I needed to do to keep him alive and sustain him while brining his health levels back upward before dealing with a phone call from my biological mother of which for the time in SCUBA Diving as well as other groups and communities I had been a part of I told of the treatment I had dealt with all of my life, though he had been the first to listen to how my biological mother spoke to me without any filter. There had been several who had heard and seen that treatment in the way which she lessened the way she spoke to and treated me in front of others, though that had been the first time anyone heard how she spoke to me without knowing she was being listened to in her rage of what she claimed was being irresponsible. She had no clue I had just saved someone's life, and this was at a time which she was attempting to get me to date anyone she approved of instead of accepting I wanted to choose for myself; though that particular individual and I had not publicly discussed our relationship, which meant she had no idea I was involved with someone at the time. As I did as best as I could to not show my emotions of how what was being said was not helpful to the situation, that particular individual had not seen me cry before. He had only seen me in SCUBA Diving situations as well as when we spent time together before and as we had dated, and not in reference to where tears fell from my eyes. Few had up to that point, especially in the manner which the tears flowed. After the phone call ended and a few others were taken care of, I put my phone down as he looked at me.
Though I do not know what he was thinking at the time, that was the first time anyone had ever pulled me closer when I was rightfully upset about situations occurring in the moments of. My biological mother and biological sister had already involved themselves and interjected themselves into a relationship previously which I had been engaged to the individual twice, though the situations of at those times though similar to what was going on in reference to the phone call; that particular male had seen and heard the filtered version of my treatment, compared to the unabridged aspects in the moment of in regards of right after bringing the other one back to life. Though I did prevent an infection from causing an amputation to that particular male's hand, the one I had gone to his apartment had been brought back to life both literally and figuratively. In both situations I can attempt to make a joke of nursing them in different ways, revitalizing them both. However whereas the one I was engaged to had seen and felt a few different pairs of my wings, the one I brought back to life had seen and felt some wings as well as in reference to the Mermaid aspect shortly thereafter. The one I was engaged to twice had been in the Army branch while the one I brought back to life had been in the Navy branch, though years previously to our first meeting.
When going through the messages and finding of a discussion which one particular point was mentioned which proves certain aspects of hacking in some ways, there had been mention of the lifestyle scene in Miami Florida. There are only two times I had been to #Florida in which by technicalities I would have been legally old enough to venture into such scenes, however the time and inclination were not there. The first time had been when I took my son, my daughter, and my niece to Florida after #Georgia which would have been the week of the SCUBA Diving trip to both the bottom of the ocean in the #BocaRaton area as well as the bottom of the ocean when going to the Vandenberg in the #MatthiasAbyss near the outer portion limits of the #BermudaTriangle. Though I could have technically gone to an event when out there within the #BDSM/#LGBTQP/#Swinger lifestyles, I was dating a male at the time and I was not interested in going out beyond what I already had planned for that timeframe; not forgetting my loyalty aspects, which I would have discussed such with the male I was dating at the time of. Which that was a different situation of which I had prevented a baby Puffer fish from poisoning him through the spines and spikes, when that male had caught the baby #PufferFish when swimming by. Those who understand the poison levels of a baby #Rattlesnake compared to an older Rattlesnake, can understand the poison levels of a baby Puffer fish compared to an older Puffer fish; and I made such his hands were not punctured once we were at the surface, when in Cozumel area for that particular SCUBA Dive. A similar joke could be made in reference to a different type of nursing back to health, similarly to the male I was engaged to twice, as well as the male who I brought back to life. Though not quantum healing, a different aspect of a different style of healing; which such is, what it is.
Nonetheless the timeframe of also proves the portions of my inability to cheat on a relationship, while also the openness of discussions; as that male and I had discussed certain aspects in reference of technology, though for a different purpose than a computer. The second time of which I could have been involved though did not attend any events or parties of such, would be during my #CavernSCUBA Diving certification course; which was my 26th SCUBA Certification I earned for myself. Again without the inclination to attend such events and not having planned for such, refers to my inability to discuss such a scene area. Though in reference to my first time out in the Florida area at the time of 2009, the only time I had been to the #Miami area had been during the time when I took my son, my daughter, and my niece to the #MiamiZoo as well as the #CoralCastle in #Homestead Florida. Thus the portions of the message in reference to the male whose life I had restored, had not been possible to discuss the scene of that particular area. While I am sure the scene there is fun and exciting, that was not something I had participated when I was in Florida either time.
However I did know of several individuals at the time when dating the male I had brought back to life who had been involved in that particular scene of which one was my ex-sister-in-law Mary Evongelina [Maiden Last Name: Nichols] Osteen and her husband David Osteen, as well as several professionals within the BDSM/LGBTQP/Swinger lifestyles who lived in the state of Texas; which there were some situations which were blown out of proportion through various aspects, which were because I would not participate in the way which others thought they felt I should despite their choices for their lives being different than my choices for my life. There was not the disrespect of such against them, however the disrespect and disregard of my personal opinions, feelings, and choices; when looking at both ends of the spectrum, in regards of treatment thereof. However those particular professionals though one in particular had a large involvement in the Florida scene as well as the #Texas scene, whereas I had only been involved in the Texas area scenes and SCUBA Diving when in Florida; outside of the family aspect of the vacation points as previously discussed and written about, both in reference of my ex-sister-in-law and others in regards of the lifestyles.
Thus though many years since that particular set of messages were sent and even longer in regards of the points which referring to of such possible timeframes, the clarification of such I felt was important to do so for and of. Whereas the male I was engaged to twice may have had a wrong impression in reference to modeling pictures because of the promise ring having been edited out from the picture though the shadow of the promise ring being in the reflection and showing I had not taken that off with the exception of at the end of the engagement, though also in reference to if there were ever questions in regards of the male I was dating when I went to Florida both times; in conjunction to the individual who I brought back to life, and the aspects of the technology issues both before and after I wound up in #Washington state, as that had occurred. Though it might not mean much to some now, I do think such might be an important clarification for those particular three males as well as others they particularly have known over the years.
In this modeling image of me if you look closely specifically to the reflection area, the ability to see the promise ring I had been given by the one who I had been engaged to twice is on my finger; as I did not ever take it off, until the time the relationship ended. I had received an email from him while he was in training which was out of the blue, and I had gotten rid of the ring because of what was said in that message; as I was hoping I would be able to discuss what occurred when he was done with training, though I am fairly certain thinking back now, I did not get the chance to tell him what occurred at the time. I know it angered my ex-sisters-in-law that I was happily engaged when in that relationship more-so than I had ever been happy with their dead-brother/spiritual husband, and the two of my ex-sisters-in-law despised that; just as much as my own biological sister and biological mother had despised how they saw how happy I was, when they saw me with him. My biological father simply did not know whether or not he liked the male more-so because he was not like anyone else I had dated before then, though also I do not necessarily date the same type of person when I have been involved.
None of those who I have mentioned in regards of having a problem with me being happy knew at the time of whose lives I had saved nor how, all they knew was I was happy being involved with who I was involved with; which they were not happy because I was genuinely happy, despite the circumstances thereof around other areas of my life. If the aspects of hacking were going on well before I ever knew though had discussed the threats I had been receiving at the times, then such would make sense in reference to the points also in regards of comments found in regards of Miami's scene. Though it may be difficult to believe I have not cheated on anyone I was dating, nor had I ever intended to; as I have not ever cheated on a test, and that was of extreme importance to me as well as not cheating on a person I was involved with. Honesty has always been extremely important to me, among several other aspects.
I grew up having far more male friends than female friends as that aspect which the brutal honesty was more abundant when speaking with others when I was growing up had been noticed far quicker back then, and that continued through after my Psalm Sunday 2000 head injury; though now in 2020, it seems the problems with being able to hide behind a screen and pretend are far easier for more and more. That is something I could not do before and definitely cannot do now which admittedly scares and petrifies me so much now, especially after how various aspects in my life have gone. Returning back to the state of Texas to rectify and repair various aspects in reference of getting information to law enforcement was already a bit of nervousness to me though knowing it needed to be done had been more of an internal "suck it up buttercup, and pull yourself up" sort of thoughts; while also getting other aspects taken care of, and continuing forward with my Medal of Honor Art Project in reference of and for the state of Texas. Now with everything that has gone on since getting back to Texas in reference of the COVID shortly after finishing up a few additional books, a part of me just wonders if I should have gone elsewhere. The irony of my memory issues of forgetting random things while remembering other oddities in the way that occurs, is what it is, though I thought when speaking with the guys from the NSA when I was told to go home and speak with the FBI at home; I thought that meant the state of Texas, and now I am simply just so confused.
Originally I was only going to add one sentence to the original post though there were issues editing and then having to redo the entire post in a new one to get the ability to add the one line, however then the other points came forward when such had to be redone; and thus, the extended version in other ways. Though such might not be that important to those three males I wrote of in this particular journal blog entry of the male who I was dating when I went to Florida the first time in reference of what I was told about in regards of my ex-sister-in-law, or the second male in timeline aspects of when being engaged to twice in reference of the images as well as what occurred, and/or the third male in reference of the message in regards of Miami all of which having something to do with technology stuff; it at minimum clarifies the fact of which I had not lied then, nor any other time for whatever that is worth.