Time jumps are crazy

Did anyone feel that? I had a number of things not match up tonight. I was reading comments that said one date two years ago and I was looking at it thinking about what happened on that day and then comparing it to things I wrote on that date, then went back and checked the original thing I was looking at and saw the same date. I started to get bothered by how stupidly I acted on that date, and looked away and looked back and EVERYTHING had a date from 2 months before, I don't know how i misread it so many times in a row. But then it goes along with around that time last year, I got similarly stupid, then had a dream that I had moved back in time two months, to avoid me being killed, when I woke up there were all kinds of strange things that reinforced it in synchronicity and things like having a memory of throwing a large broken toy away then it being back, I swear I've thrown it away three times now, I think it got ran over three or four times also. My son ran over it the last time and commented that he thought I had already thrown it away too. Ramble on Words are, tell your story if you would like, mine is pretty crazy. Though I've always been the orderlie in the psych wards not the patient. Thereby the grace of God go I, I intimately know that it's nearly impossible to prove you're not crazy. I've never thought having visions was a reason to go crazy, but I've seen people completely lose it over them. The trick is to remain calm and know that you are in control. I've never not been able to break away from a vision and shut it off if it interferes with my life, even when I took drugs, though I'm sure that if I was altered my idea of normal would still be skewed... Except for in dreams, then I can't shake it even to the point of dying in excruciating pain and moving on. The vast majority of my "visions" I've been able to hold them off until I can lay down or get alone and quiet, aside from the first ones that I had and was completely blindsided by. In 2019, I had a friend become schizophrenic, she waa talking about hearing voices and fighting with herself and things, I was freaked out and trying to help her. I saw her go into a corner talking to herself and getting upset. I did a ritual(in retrospect, I didn't really know why, I was just guided by gut) and said a prayer of protection and healing and binding over her. She started getting extremely upset and hyperventilating. I asked her why? and she said "The voices stopped completely, they've never done that." I told her what I did. She said "Well that just means they're plotting against me and now thanks to you, I can't hear them!" She left then called me and in the middle of talking to me, her voice became garbled and an evil sounding man's voice came over threatening me. I told her to leave me alone or I'd call the cops. She came to my house, (I was pregnant) and tried to start a fight and I called the cops on her, she left flipping out on them. I never talked to her again, but last I heard it came out that she had abused her children and would periodically lose it at the voices, that she apparently invited back, and would beat the crap out of herself literally...I had always had to walk the line between helping her and dealing with her being manipulative and abusive to me, She made her choice. In 2020 my (now ex) husband said that he was going to either drive me crazy or convince everyone I was crazy and get my children taken by DHS then have me killed and get insurance payoff, if I didn't 'play the game'. He made good on the first part...He claims that it was all just coincidence... Today I came across the paper that the police came with, a third party affidavit for committing me.... and old insurance paperwork...All eerily similar to what happened around and to his cousin Megan. .. My ex husband's cousin popped up one day, absolutely drop dead gorgeous sweet young woman, set to be pretty successful, she had spent her life in foster care and was looking up her family when she turned 18. Suddenly out of the blue, she died in a car wreck and my ex's mom and uncle (her grandfather) got a life insurance payout on her. (something that happened to a couple other of her aquaintences and she mentioned trying to get life insurance on me) Then it came out why Megan was in foster care. Her grandfather had molested her mother and when she tried to tell everyone they convinced everyone that she was crazy, she's been in a mental institution ever since and her daughter Megan went to foster care. ...Add to that the same cop that organized taking my children was on the scene trying to pull things out of my car within minutes of me getting rear ended in a setup. Oh and I kinda had a Kali experience, in early 2020 but it's rather delicate and kinda racey, but hey I was married, I don't want to talk about it though.. A koan, Words Are, you're right, I feel like I am missing something with it....I HAVE heard one hand clapping, Lol I knew someone that practiced flopping their hand until their fingers clapped their palm, completely useless talent, but ironic... I'll have more to say about the music, soon Patti Smith holds a deep special place in my heart...But I never heard Horses that's trippy... and sounds like madness... I was going through my old posts looking for my work on liquid crystals, which I can't seem to find yet, but I found this old post https://wedreamofdginn.blogspot.com/2022/03/when-criminals-run-show-they-have-all.html?m=1 where I'm talking about that same 'friend' with schizophrenia. Yesterday, I saw a fox tattoo and had more synchs with that, then just now I found these two posts I forgot about: https://wedreamofdginn.blogspot.com/2022/04/april-is-for-fools-and-bubblegum-bitches.html?m=1.... https://wedreamofdginn.blogspot.com/2022/04/what-does-fox-say.html?m=1 Since then, my older son got a red truck, after my younger son, the one where we had a shared dream was trying to get us to go to Tennessee and when we didn't, he spent the day pretending that we were in Tennessee, and I picked up a Bobby Moore(that I had never met,) that was coming from California to meet a Cynthia in the same town that my friend Bobby Moore was from. Then there's Yemen that I'm working into my next blog post. Since no one has looked at this yet, I'll add this now:

We call them Cool, Those Hearts that have no scars that never do let go And risk the tables being turned We call them fools Who have to dance within the flame Who chance the sorrow and the shame That always come with getting burned But you got to be tough when consumed by desire 'Cause it's not enough just to stand outside the fire We call them strong Those who can face this world alone Who seem to get by on their own Those who will never take the fall We call them weak Who are unable to resist The slightest chance love might exist And for that forsake it all They're so hell bent on giving, walking a wire Convinced it's not living if you stand outside the fire Standing outside the fire Standing outside the fire Life is not tried it is merely survived If you're standing outside the fire There's this love that is burning Deep in my soul Constantly yearning to get out of control Wanting to fly higher and higher I can't abide standing outside the fire Standing outside the fire Standing outside the fire Life is not tried it is merely survived If you're standing outside the fire There's a woman shaking like a leaf as she asks is it a call to come back and with love, Or a twist in the blade in my heart? The deja Vu grips her and she's not going to be the first to move. Illusion never turned into something real afterall.

sounds like 50 cal gunshots in town. 10:34