Bonne Chance?

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I can never be certain who is speaking, or from which frame of mind they present.  All I know... think... believe? is that, when spoken to, I hear... one way or another.  Could cry, could laugh, mostly laugh or let it go.  I don't, attempt not to, take it one way, or the other, until or unless something else shows... offering clarity.  As to sanity?  Show me a sane, and I will show you a liar... definitely by modern so-called pathological theories.  If everyone is crazy, they can take their money.  It's a matter of convincing.  Now, as to calling or implying insanity?  Usually that is gaslighting or projecting.

Thanks, Vox.

Anyway... a number of vids have popped, recently, right after... some even while... I put certain posts together.  Not sure if they mock, point out, suggest, imply, accuse, but there have been a few very definite responses.  I ignored.  But every time the subject would return, even on a tangent, the vid would pop.  Several topics.  So... I thought I would exercise them, possibly.

I had to laugh.  I have suggested this, to a degree.  So, when it popped, recently, then frequently?  Had to laugh.  Ignored a number of times.  Then, yeah, I realized what was up.  Still, had to laugh.  There is... another... giveaway.  I think someone knows way too much?  Or... something.  Nevermind.  Yea.  Now, I couldn't listen to very much of it, certainly not at a time.  I... try... though I think it's mostly the title and presenter and... the suprsekrt(tm) bit.  Still...

Then, of course, some mockery from before.  But... is it mockery?  Odd how people are.  Sometimes... people change their minds.  Sometimes they test.  Some times they throw that stone which Christ told them not to throw, and it ricochets but makes sense then.  And, again, I make no such claims.  I do say I have been through some odd happenings, I have been with the dying, at their locations, while quite at home.  I have suffered greatly, lethally, only to remain.  I have seen hell, been there to see things.  I have been in purgatory, and could see the gates of heaven and the fires needed to pass through to get there from purgatory.  I have fought demons, and other dark things.  In dreams?  I... not all.  I could call it all either dreams or oxygen deprivation, but it doesn't work.  Pulled from atheism, or agnosticism really, by these things... in spite of my "best" efforts.  I am no saint, for I am neither dead of flesh nor in heaven.  If, too, none of these were saints when they did what they did.  Heck, even the stigmata is attempting to return.  Really, really.

Then, another thought.  I must suggest, I had no grace to lose.  I only had disgrace to lose.  I have, as well as possible, lost it.  Odd how a disgraced angel and a grace finding nephilim... devil... might well have some things in common.  Even to come to love the... talking monkeys?  Or... is it the one who is running they recognize?  Born, both times?  Many times, I would suggest.  Anyway.  Though, I should suggest, at least when we get our feet, angels have no chance against us.  It takes a God flood to sort us.  *wink*

An angel, I don't think, tried to kill me.  But my mother did.  An overdose of the pill, by... the marks that remain... the... differences.  Oh, yes, I see... more than just the future.

Why do I think the first is of truth?