Obscure Arcanum - Chapter Twenty Three

A DIARY (also called a journal) is a record (originally in handwritten format) with discrete entries arranged by date reporting on what has happened over the course of a day or other period. A personal diary may include a person's experiences, and/or thoughts or feelings, including comment on current events outside the writer's direct experience. Someone who keeps a diary is known as a diarist.


Is this your first time here? It's always best to start at the beginning.
Essentially this whole blog is one big online diary; from my earliest attempts to share my thoughts with the world, to short stories and poems, full length novels, and a few different types of journals, I have been documenting my life and the world I live in since 2006. The "Turn the Page" series explained how I came to live in Southern Ontario, and an earlier journal entitled, "Between the Bars of a Jail Cell" was not only my debut to diary keeping, but also a great way to burn away the time I spent incarcerated for crimes I didn't commit. "Fire-bombed" explains how I became homeless three times in a month-and-a-half.

That's what this all is; a record keeping process that keeps me grounded. As I read through my work I can get a better sense of who I am as an individual and how my life is evolving, and that's a very helpful tool indeed! Through my words I can get a clear sense of my mindset, emotional state, and focus. It's easy to see when there are dark times in my life, and you can definitely tell when things are going well.

Just a quick note regarding my integrity in this journal;

A) Once something is written / posted, I will not delete it or try to fix it in some way. I feel strongly about this, because it's usually during the times of extreme duress and frustration that I expose my raw emotions the most. Once my work has been witnessed by others, it would be akin to online trolling using a "Bait and Switch" tactic if I were to post something untrue or even libel and then erase it. Regardless of the legality of the situation, and / or the current punishment for posting any such information, there's my own personal integrity to take into consideration. I set the bar high for myself in all things, and my diary is to remain as unmodified as absolutely possible for prosperity sake. (To date there have been only four times I have deleted / switched content in my journals - They were done for extreme reasons)

2) I will not use names in my entries without asking first. Events and / or details can be used, however, any mention of names will be done only with verbal permission.

D) I don't write about every single little thing that I do. This is due to the simplistic fact that I'm certain most people don't care about all the mundane aspects of my life.

Not every chapter in your life will be happy. As you read through the different chapters in my life, you can tell the times I am struggling and the times I'm happy......

.......We all make mistakes in life. As I grow and learn, there are going to be moments where I feel weak, just as there are going to be wonderfully grandiose moments. Due to my drive to become a better individual, these mere diary entries become a success story detailing the hardships and triumphs along the way.

This is my success story.

One thing I have noticed about the Obscure Arcanum series is that over time I am beginning to make more references to worldly issues. This is being done for two main reasons. The first reason why I am mentioning more politics is because I believe we are living in a transitional era of humanity, and the second reason I am making references to worldly issues is due to my desire to bring the truth to others who may not have the ability to see past the propaganda and rhetoric of mainstream media. From climate change to proxy wars and the subsequent mass illegal-immigration, this planet is being changed before my very eyes, and I believe that as a journalist and author it is my duty to record these occurrences.

Welcome to Chapter Twenty Three of the Arcanum series!

Zzorhn

October 4th, 2019
Hello Dear Diary. Much has occurred since we last spoke. My life has taken a turn; some good, some bad. Where do I start.....

....I'm currently homeless. Right now I'm couch-surfing. HOWEVER, I have the luxury of setting up my workstation at a friend's house, and I'll be able to work.

I had to give up Hephaestusamazilion to a neighbour, and I'm currently trying to get him back. My friend is allowing my iguana to have a place to call home, but getting the little fella back seems to be proving to be difficult.

I'm helping my friend with the housework and such. It keeps me busy and out of trouble, PLUS helps in many ways.

Notice I'm not mentioning my friend's name? I haven't asked them if I can use their name yet.

It's late as I write this; almost midnight in fact. I just wanted to feel the keys under my fingers for a little while. I really missed writing.

I'm OK, Dear Diary.... Things seems rough at the moment, but there's always a silver lining when it comes to gloomy, grey times in life. I could be better.... But who likes to hear me complain.

I'm torn; I want to write about an incident, and yet, I don't want to log the event as it shows someone in a very bad light. Suffice to say it's my now-ex-girlfriend, and even thought we split up there's no reason to kick the proverbial dead horse.... What's done is done.

Welp... I gotta jet. I'll write more later on. I promise.

October 6th
Good morning, Dear Diary. It's raining..... As I've said before, you can't rub three dry days together, and it's been this way since February of 2017. The climate is indeed changing, and I'm not the only one to make this observation.

I'm ok today. Physically, I'm having a decent day, however, my mental status leaves much to be desired. I guess it's due to the unsettled condition of my personal belongings and my own welfare.

I have to thank Tammy. Yes, I'm using her name... I asked.... As I said, I have to thank her for everything she's done in the last two weeks, as I would have been completely lost without her assistance. She has agreed to take in my belongings and store them for me in her basement. She has provided me with a blanket and pillow to sleep. And most importantly, she has offered me hope in humanity, since many individuals have turned their backs on me......

.....you remember my life-long friend who originally brought me to London, Ontario? Right now I'm blocked on social media from seeing her content. Some family members have also turned their backs on me, believing I'm some sort of lost cause. I suppose it's two-fold; many of those who have chosen to give up on me were the causation for my frustration, and I had given up on them.

For example, my father. He was a hard-working man who barely had time for his family, and the times I spent with him were rife with emotional and physical abuse. His favourite saying was, "I should have knocked you in the head when you were born and just raised a pig, because at least I'd have something useful out of it"..... Or something like that..... The woman who helped me get started in London? Well, once it became obvious I wouldn't play a part in her plans she quickly found me a place of my own. Family? They're so absorbed in their own lives that they are forgetting their own roots and blood ties. Friend after friend has fallen to the wayside.... And I find myself very alone......

.......But!! This is not all doom and gloom; by being ostracized and abandoned, these people have proven their loyalty, their greed and selfishness, and narrow-minded thinking... And I really don't want such negativity in my life. I view this whole "Lonely in a roomful of people" phenomenon to actually be a healthy thing as I personally see it to be beneficial to not deal with such predictable negativity.

Focus on the positive, and work on being the best man I can possibly be; that's how I plan to move forward in my life.

Today my plans are to sort my belongings, and try to see if I can get my iguana back from the people I gave him to for safe keeping; I've heard he's too much for them to handle and they don't have time for him.... And I really want him back. Other than that, Dear Diary, my plans are to spent time with Tammy and her kidlets.... Perhaps go for a "Pokemon Go" walk to the park if it ever stops raining.

I hope you have a great day! I promise we'll talk very soon.

October 8th
Good morning, Dear Diary. The sun is shining this morning, and the forecast is for sunny skies. Temperatures are expected to hit 19 degrees Celsius.

Internet addiction; it's very, VERY real. Children are the most susceptible to this addiction. My personal observations are validating everything I've read and listened to on the topic of cell phone addiction. I'm of the humble opinion that children should be extremely limited in their use of electronics, but that opinion seems to be undesirable to most parents.

Humans; you can explain things in great detail, but most of the time the advice is ignored. Humans only change when forced to. Couple that annoying determination with the selfishness found in today's society, and you have a recipe for disaster.

I weep for Canada's future.

It completely boggles my brain that anyone can still support the political left at this point in time. They have to be completely handicapped to think that way, or, have a hatred for the country in which they live to maintain such a destructive disposition! Which is it? Mentally retarded? Or a traitor? There's only two options............

......because the political left is Hell-bent on destroying North America.

Canadians can only hope that they can outvote the wave of illegals and immigrants who are being allowed to vote..... Such bullshit! Immigrants should have to wait a good while and prove their allegiances to the country in which they immigrated to before they are allowed to vote.

You have to understand that by allowing someone from a socialist country to vote, it will result in the election being swayed toward socialism and the alt-left. People only believe what they know. Humans are stupid creatures of habit, and will seek out what they understand even if it's corruption and destructive.

The only way Canadians and Americans are going to get their country back is by bloodshed. We need a good civil war to fix our perspective countries. Europe also needs to rise up and defend itself, or it too will become a smear on the history books.

History is written by the victors. Should other ideologies ever take over Canada it will simply erase ALL of Canadian history to suit their own needs.

Canada has an identity; stop trying to fuck with it!!!

Looks like I'm in an argumentative and determined mood today. Watch out world!

I'm going to jet; I have a house to myself at the moment and I want to do some cleaning. We'll talk soon, Dear Diary. Have a good one, eh?

October 8th - 8:30 PM
I'm not in a good frame of mind, Dear Diary; turns out the promise to give me back my scale baby, Hephaestusamazilion, was nothing but a pipe dream. The loser I chose that fateful day to hold on to Heffy for me until I was able to get him back, is nothing but a belligerent teenager, and he's done nothing but string me along all this time.

I'm not getting my iguana back. He is currently in the custody of a selfish punk, and I do not expect him to last more than six months at the most. I can only hope he dies a quick death, and it isn't some prolonged death from hunger, lack of calcium, lack of water, heat, UVA / UVB, and all the other requirements it takes to own such an animal.

RIP Hephaestusamazilion. I will miss you dearly!!

Fuck humans! I'm so tired of being subject to such agony and loss due to others!! Maybe I'm just sick of this world............

October 10th
Hello, Dear Diary. It's afternoon as I type this entry, sitting in the London Public Library? Why am I at the Library? Because I'm (Explicit) homeless again!!!

The little maggot that took my scale-baby AKA iguana AKA Hepaesutusamazilion, created even more drama for me, and the person I was living with decided they didn't want any drama.....

....so, I'm homeless because the wanna-be-gangsta decided to come and confront me at the front door. I didn't let the little twat-waffle finish one sentence before I shut the door firmly. FUCK HIM! Fuck him and the horse he thinks he rides!! Not only did he attempt to create a hostile situation, but the open-mouth-breather brought along back-up.

I've been asked a few times in the last 24 hours as to WHY I gave away my iguana. The fact remains I HAD NO CHOICE!!! The moment it happened was during a massive argument, and poor Heffy got carried into the mix of things. I barely knew the two twin young men I gave Heffy to that day, but at the time I felt it was my only choice. I had NO CHOICE but to find him a safe place at that point in time, however, I chose incorrectly, and now the puke won't give me back my iguana.

So, there it is.... Now you know.

I really don't want to describe the argument in any detail. At this point nothing good will come of it.

So, Dear Diary..... Ol' Daddy Douche is back at 'er........ What's that? Don't quite know whom I'm referring to? Well, I don't have the selfish little prick's permission to utilize his name, but let's just say it's the weasel that's caused so much trouble for Tina and I.... "Daddy Douche"...... Very fitting, and it has a bit of a ring to it, if I say so myself. Anyway, this doofas is going around making false claims about me. HOWEVER!!! It turns out that as I type this, Tina and Tammy are currently in a meeting describing in great detail all the bullshit and drama this man has caused......

.......I hope they fry him!

He's a piss-poor parent, and is only after custody of the kidlets because he might get his tiny mittens on some of the monthly baby bonus.... For his own persona use. Like, effin' sick!!

Wow! Just rereading my entry, and it's obvious I'm frustrated.

Anywho... With all this drama going on, Tammy didn't feel like having me around anymore, and she asked me to leave. I quietly packed my things and a bug-out-kit, and I'm hitting ther streets again.

Today's plans are to charge up my phone, go to a Doctor appointment, and then maybe sneak a chat with you-know-who........ Oh, come on, Dear Diary.... You know I need to still talk to her!! There's no legal ramifications for me to talk her, and if I choose to go to her then she cannot be charged with a breach of any kind.

I'm exhausted! Didn't sleep barely a wink last night.

Oh! The sun is shining, and this is the third day in a row we've had sunshine., Yesterday it was crystal clear without a cloud in the sky... So beautiful!!

We-hell! I guess it's tie to pack 'er in. Tons to do and no time to spare.... Until later on... When I'll literally have NOTHING to do........... Hope you have a great day!!

October 12
Dear Diary; I have made an amendment to my journal. This marks the fifth time I've done such a drastic measure, but I believed it was for the best.....

....some of my descriptions of the character in my life were creating a hostile environment for me and others that I care about.

Anywho.....................  Do I have some information for you!

A) Tammy called me and asked me to come back, which I did.
2) I was confronted by the teenager again, which is why I amended the diary entry.
D) She-who-shall-not-be-named is still causing drama. She reported me to housing and Tammy was issued a warning letter....

.....But! We're moving! The best news of all is that Tammy, the kidlets, and I are moving to a new house. It comes with the main house AND a small apartment in the basement.... For me.......

....just so we're clear, Dear Diary, I am NOT WITH Tammy at this point in time. We're friends...... And while that might change in the future the plan for now is to have my own little corner in the new house.

My plan is to work hard at my destiny of being a world-renown Canadian author.

I'm going to go. Not certain how often I'll get to write, so my entries may be irregular. Hope you have a good weekend!

P.S. I was hit once again by a motor vehicle. This time I was sideswiped by a car when I was in the bicycle lane. This marks the 16th time I've been hit by a car or truck.

October 13th
Hello, Dear Diary. It's almost midnight as I type this. Not much time to write, but I thought I would stop in and say hello.

Things are ok. I've spent the day packing and sorting clothing with Tammy. I had a good day. We talked, laughed, and cried as we shared our thoughts, feelings, and our past. In a way it was a bonding experience, although, to put it in such terms seems to diminish the time we shared.

I've steadied my mind to move on from the loss of my iguana, a few of my belongings, and some tools. Holding on to any resentment or desire for such personal belongings and sentiments only brings about negativity. Being as I strive to be positive, it only makes sense to put that part of my life behind me......

......turn the page, so to speak.

Well, I gotta jet. We'll talk soon.

October 14th
Good morning, Dear Diary. It's cloudy again; a few days ago we had sunshine... But like I keep saying, you can't rub three dry days together. Temperatures are in the single digits, and it's windy......

......But! At least we're not getting the snowstorm that Winnipeg is currently getting. Manitoba is suffering from such a snow storm that the whole Province is under a state of emergency.

Yuck! Snow?!

So far it's been a pleasant morning; one of the kidlets and I went for a Pokemon Go hunt while the rest of the house slept in....HOWEVER........ Just now... The phone rang, and it turns out we're not moving as planned....

......our plans fell through.

Not sure why, but I had a nagging suspicion this all seemed too good to be true.

The proverbial fecal matter jist impacted the whirling blades of the fan.......

......but!! This is nothing I can't deal with. My mind is already formulating a plan.

With as busy as I am it's not easy to get a chance to write about worldly events. I do want to make a note that the Canadian Federal election is so close I can smell it. I predict change, but I also predict a minority government, with the rise and fall of political figures. Canada won't be the same after this election, and I can only hope that people vote with their head and not some fuzzy sentimentality based on bullshit leftist propaganda!

Trump is being threatened with impeachment. Typical!!! Nothing but hate on their minds. While the USA Democrats falsely accuse the right-wing branch of the government of illegal and immoral actions, their words and deeds are horrendous; it reminds me of that old adage that an honest man doesn't lock his doors, insomuch, the Democrats are accusing the Republicans of things they are completely guilty of themselves.

Divisive politics currently rule the world. I predict a major conflict soon. Let's hope that the right-wing voters in Canada turn up in droves and turn this country around.... Because if they fail to in this election they might not get another crack for a decade, or not at all......

.......and this prediction rings true for all countries on the planet; should a leftist government enter into office in any country, they are being supported by globalists who will set it up so that democracy is diminished. Just think of the "Deep State" in the USA and you'll get the picture; eight years of Obama proved this in full detail.

Trump is pulling troops from Northern Syria. I applaud this move, but also believe it should come with firm military and economic force if needed should a humanitarian crisis arise. I'm also of the opinion that Canada and the States should drop nations like Turkey and Saudi Arabia as allies! Their morals and traditions fly in the face of Western values, and we should not be in bed with anyone who lives by such radical laws!

Welp! I gotta get going! The house isn't going to clean itself, and with the sudden announcement that our plans are now changed, there is bound to be much discussion. Hope you have a great Thanksgiving Day!

[TO BE CONTINUED]

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