Tuesday, April 30, 2024

No promises, just a thought.

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I was pleased to see health numbers getting, seemingly, impossibly, better.  Really, all of them.  Now, I'm not feeling it.  Still recovering from the accident?  Just the cool dark spring weather?  What gives?  I just can't say with certainty.  

Bp is higher, if not even close to my highest.  Like... 168/100?  It's been 218/ 185 average for six months, twice that I knew.  Actually, for a year one of those times.  Or another time?  Bleh.  Sometimes, for years if unregistered, I haven't necessarily tested.  Blood sugar is over 7, but not by much.  And is a part to my other healing.  Protein is required.  So... sure.

Even my healing is moving along nicely.  The ankle and knee are finally really doing well.  Still a catch in the ankle, but compression will eventually work that out, if I remember, and push that.  It keeps fluid out, and forces the ankle to work to more of the extreme limits.  Both good things.  And the wounds, save the old one, are nearing being done.  The old one?  Better, in parts, through time.  I am hoping, with the other wounds finally mostly healed, that it will get all the attention, and heal much faster.  Oh, and the knee?  I can put full weight on it, finally.  The bit of a scab on the wound still hurts a bit, in that action, but the knee itself holds up well.

Still, from over 3k triglycerides or whatever, to ~150... normal... in three months?  That's not normal.  Even just the total cholesterols dropping by five hundred and change in six months?  Without medicine, and while eating only meats (save this last month or so)?  And the rest, really.  Even having my blood sugar not be so out of hand WHILE eating carb heavy foods?  Crazy, really.

I had to wonder why.  I... tell a tale, from dreams and visions and whatnot, about being War, the rider of the red horse.  Insanity, to take serious.  Just stories, of course.  Right?  Whatever.  Though... if one where such, and alive... or living... at the moment, when would War become activated, heal up, and begin getting ready?

Look around the world.  Even if it isn't the apocalypse?  That rider will ride, or may, soon.  I think, with the way things are going, as before, and maybe again unless this is the end, the riders will all be riding.  Of course, as mentioned, War isn't international conflict.  War, goes by many names.  But that one, or me, is about civil wars, insurrection, or internal, domestic, internecine types of warfare.  And, that... is looking more possible, in many places.

It's... not always about this, or that, or the other thing.  But... look to economies, freedoms, government violence used to control people especially wrongly, and things like that.  People are governed as a sufferance.  But will only suffer just so far.  Then... not.  And that pendulum goes absolutely ape shit from time to time, and in both directions, until... until it is done.  Rip, and tear, until it is done.









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I did have to chuckle about some other things.  If you read the old history, of Rome.  It's stages, through ages, it's ebbs and flows, it's heights and depths?  You will see that, quite often, if their enemies were about to win, capable of winning, and on the brink?  The leader was killed, assassinated, murdered, or just disappeared.

Rome was good at war.  But it was far better at killing from afar.  Though, both enemies domestic and foreign.  What I have noticed, however, is that the new Rome doesn't emulate that.  I think, in the end?  The price was far too high.  For every foreign head hunted, there were many domestic taken?  Family, friends, pets, slaves, servants, and such, of the rich.  Leave the patriarch alive, but leave him alone.  Take all who love him, but leave him with those who despise him only?  I would bet fortunes.

Oh, well, sure.  Some.  The ISIS leadership, and others.  But... those are US (neo-Rome) proxies.  The reason no one cares if a muslim beheads a muslim is that they belong together.  It is their right, perhaps duty.  Similar with superpower nations and their proxy armies.  No one cares about owners who lop the head off their own pet viper, or the decimation of it's armies.  That's... how Rome keeps check, track, control.  They feed the animal, they train it, guide it, protect it.  When it is time, they may dispose of it, or portions of it, as they see fit.

Sort of surprised Israel is getting such blowback for attempting to manage it's proxy terrorist org.  Which was created specifically to create this scenario.  I guess the trap itself, that they thought they were building, was a trap for them as well.  Have to chuckle at that part.  I guess they don't have any more vacations to sell.  And we don't measure time in the same way, now do we?

Anyway.  Some thoughts.  Had to chuckle?  Oh, but with a sour taste in there too.  I'd hate to come back just in time to... begin the ending cycle, if in a more grand way.  Hey!  I just woke up.  To work already?  But... you know... pulling War, Death, Famine, and Strife out of mothballs isn't cheap.  They... want their dance.  They... may just get it.

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