Nice to see you!

Three major events occurred for me last year (2010), all in the space of about 2 weeks. I turned 50. The following day I got married. Two weeks later, my oldest daughter became pregnant with her first child and my first grandchild.

Most middle-aged people will tell you that in their minds, they still feel 20 something. It's the same for me.

Wasn't it only yesterday that I was planning a night out with guys from the surf club? That gorgeous new perm. Flaired, cuffed denims and the red t-shirt with the off-the-shoulder frill. Corked platform wedgies. **sigh**

Suddenly I'm looking in the mirror and wondering how 30 years can flash by so damned quickly!

So here I am in cyberspace, sharing my genuine shock and horror with anyone who'll listen and maybe I'll even meet some other over 50s who find themselves in the same predicament!

Welcome to my dilemna!!

Wednesday, April 22, 2026

The Big 66

More food for thought …

★ The Next Lockdown Is Voluntary

The next lockdowns aren't going to be forced on you. Nobody's going to mandate anything. You're just going to stay home because you can't afford to leave, and that's exactly how they want it.

Here's what's happening. Over 60 countries are already blending ethanol into their gasoline, and starting May 1st, the escalation begins. The official story is clean and rehearsed ⊷ energy security, greenhouse gas reduction, rural development. They've labeled it green policy. They'll sell it as saving the planet and supporting farmers, and most people are going to swallow it whole because the pitch sounds responsible and they have zero idea what's about to happen to their engine and their bank account.

The justification is global. So is the damage.

Your tank costs a fortune to fill, and ethanol-laced fuel burns so fast : 3x faster > you'll be back at the pump before you've gotten anywhere worth going. Fuel efficiency drops, fill-up costs climb, and you're getting hit on both ends every single time you drive. That's not a side effect. That's the point.

Anyone driving an older vehicle without flex-fuel capacity is on a countdown clock. Your catalytic converter, your fuel injectors, your engine ⊷ within a month you're looking at serious mechanical damage. People figure this out the hard way, then panic and rush for ethanol neutralizers and fuel additives. Those products leave the shelves in days the same way toilet paper did in 2020, because people in a panic are completely predictable every single time.

So the math is simple. Pay through the nose to fill your tank and destroy your vehicle doing it, or just don't drive. Most people choose option two. That's the voluntary lockdown. No mandate. No enforcement. The price stops them cold.

COVID gave them 18 months of lockdowns through fear. This one delivers the same result through your wallet.

And because this is global, you can't point at one government or one policy. They've rolled this out across 60-plus nations and wrapped it in climate language so that anyone who pushes back looks like they hate clean air and farmers. That's a deliberate construction. Push back and you're the bad guy. It's set up so that no serious opposition can form without being socially destroyed first.

If this sounds like a conspiracy theory to you, good luck with that. Conspiracy theory is a label invented to kill an investigation before it starts. It has nothing to do with whether something is true or false. It is a social weapon whose only job is to make the person asking the question look stupid enough that they shut up. The question never gets answered ⊷ it just becomes too socially expensive to keep asking. Every major truth in history was called a conspiracy theory before it was called a fact.

People are going to stay home, stop spending, and live on whatever's cheapest ⊷ and the whole thing gets blamed on carbon emissions.

๐Ÿ›‘ Get ahead of it now, before the panic makes that impossible.

❕❕ If this information triggered you, GOOD! You should be triggered. Wake up and smell the deceit! ❕❕

Your Rebel With A Cause ★ Stella Young 

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Today was bedroom day for me. 

I was feeling pretty miserable for most of it. I don’t know why. Hopefully that miserable feeling will pass by tomorrow.

I watched some Mayim Bialik (neuroscientist, author, actor) on YouTube. One interview with Sam Knight who wrote the book “The Premonitions Bureau: A True Account of Death Foretold” which mostly follows the studies and research of a doctor in the 60s who documented premonitions by people worldwide. It was intriguing and interesting.

The second show was an interview with Lee Harris, a channeller, spiritual teacher, intuitive and author discussing humanity expanding our consciousness. Also intriguing and interesting.

I napped for about 90 minutes and dragged myself out of bed to make tacos for dinner.

It was the easiest because there was leftover taco mince in the freezer so I just reheated that, chopped up some lettuce and tomato, poured grated cheese into a bowl, hot sauce and sour cream, chucked the taco shells in the oven for 5 minutes and whammo, all done. I think it took about 20 minutes.

We played trivia before all heading to bed at 7.30pm.

I think I can sleep again now. 





Nite all.

Tuesday, April 21, 2026

Surprise not Surprise

Adoring Husband, mistakenly thinking that tomorrow (Wednesday), was my birthday, asked BGWLBH to keep me occupied for the day so that he could make me a birthday cake.

We drove into the bay and wasted 3 hours.

We arrived home to find a square double decker chocolate/vanilla cake sandwiched with fresh cream and topped with chocolate icing.

Only one problem.

He used the cream that I had in the fridge which was a week past its use by date!

Also, he realised that my birthday isn’t until Thursday and the cake certainly wouldn’t be fresh by then and the cream especially would be even more questionable ๐Ÿคจ 

So this is the checklist of waste for the day:

  • Three hours in the bay
  • Fuel for a return trip into the bay
  • One trip to the local shops for cake mixes
  • Two new square cake tins
  • One vanilla cake mix
  • One chocolate cake mix
  • 4-6 eggs
  • One bottle of lactose free cream
  • Ninety minutes preparation and cooking time in the kitchen
  • One double decker chocolate/vanilla cake now in the trash
  • One surprise birthday cake which is now no longer a surprise
I need to state that I appreciate the sentiment and the effort behind AH’s gesture. It’s a big deal and I love that he wants to do this for me ๐Ÿฅฐ

Little Hazie received the second of my three parcels today …

One more parcel to turn up.

Leftover chicken schnitzel with coleslaw, potato salad and garden salad for dinner.

I bought two sand crabs today and shelled them this afternoon. My dinner was fresh crab meat on fresh sour dough bread. I was channeling my Dad - it was our favourite food to eat together. This year will be 29 yrs since he passed. Wow.

Now it’s time for me to sleep.


Nite all.

Against the Grain

For those who are perplexed by my perspective on Trump: 

I see Trump through a different lens than the typical binary options. I'm neither a Republican nor a Democrat, I don't identify with either, though I have previously belonged to each party. I see through the manipulation of the two-party system, and I deplore the ways in which we are being intentionally divided against each other. 

Those who are doing the division are intentionally manipulating us this way, so that we don't pay any attention to what they're doing behind the proverbial curtain. 

I see Trump as a dismantler, an exposer, a disruptor of status quo. And status quo 100% needs to be disrupted and dismantled. 

I see him bringing down what needs to be brought down, but somebody else will do the rebuilding. 

He also serves as a heyoka, and is playing his cosmic role as a mirror, forcing us to face just how far we have collectively fallen from our own declared ideals.

If anyone else had been elected, it would have been perverse business-as-usual. How strange that nobody seems to be affected at the discovery that most of our institutions, corporations, and governments have been infiltrated, and are being run by, psychopaths and others who are complicit in sex-trafficking and even cannibalism of children. 

Hardly anyone blinked at that. 

I've known about all of that for years, and I knew I wouldn't be believed if I said it out loud. I wanted it all to be exposed, and I certainly thought there would be more of a strong reaction to such an atrocity. Bizarre. 

I've been aware that organizations that are supposedly benevolent, such as the UN, NATO, WHO, and WEF, are all being run by these very same people, who are hell-bent on depopulating the planet by any means necessary, taking us from over 8 billion down to a mere 500 million. The ways in which they have done so have become "normal life" - and they are accepted and even promoted by those who are still believing the lie about their supposed "benevolence."

These people own the corporations, the institutions, including the medical and educational systems, the media, and they employ both propaganda and psyops to manipulate us into whatever they want us to believe, and to do whatever they want us to do, as a result. 

The pandemic, which was intentionally planned and intentionally released, was not only a crime against humanity, but a dress-rehearsal to see how well we would comply with unconstitutional mandates -- provided we were in enough fear and confusion to do so. 

The globalists, the elites, the cabal, whatever you want to call them, have been working together for decades, and have been intending to take us through a series of intentional pandemics, with mandated experimental vaccines, leading up to 2030, in which they intend to create what they call the Great Reset.

The ultimate goal is to take a vastly reduced population, manipulate us into intense fear, through those pandemics and the results of the vaccines, employ a totalitarian system based on communist China, corral us into Smart Cities, watch our every move with digital facial recognition cameras, and control our access to our own digital money, by how well we comply with their mandates.

The people behind all of this are megalomaniac psychopaths. You don't know their names or their faces. Anyone you can point to is just one of their figurehead puppets. 

Some people call them the deep state, or shadow government, the cabal, or you can call them what Obama called them, The Blob. He was one of their puppets. *Every* president with the exception of JFK, was previously one of their puppets. 

They don't care who wins any election, as long as they bow down and do their bidding. They are rewarded handsomely for doing so, They are controlled with blackmail if they get out of line, and they pay the highest of prices if they refuse -- JFK being an example. 

Trump was not expected to win in his first presidential campaign. It was laughable at the time. Even he didn't think he would win. When it turns out he did, the cabal was severely threatened, because he refused to do their bidding, and outright intended to expose them -- and even though they have thrown everything in the book at him, judicial lawfare, lies, innuendo, skewing public opinion, truncated videos, character assassination, and even two literal assassination attempts -- they couldn't stop him. 

I previously fell for their tactics. I despised him, had full-blown TDS, for 8 of the previous 10 years. I wanted Bobby Kennedy for president. And when it became clear that the DNC unlawfully and unconstitutionally prevented him from successfully running a campaign, I was shocked that my friends on the Left, when I was still a Democrat, believed the lies the media was putting out about him. 

I even caught ABC overdubbing the interviewer's questions, changing the questions entirely from the original recording, so that it looked like his answers were deranged. I had seen the original. And I saw for myself how they changed the questions when it was aired on ABC. 

Seeing how far the media would go, and knowing that my friends had fallen for the lies, I had to ask myself, in the name of all integrity... Was it possible that I also believed lies about Trump? 

When Bobby aligned with Trump, I initially felt guttered and betrayed, but I doubled down and did my homework, and discovered that I had indeed believed lies about Trump (including that he supposedly had said there were "very fine people" amongst the white supremacists, following the Charlottesville riot). That was thoroughly debunked in 2019, but it didn't stop both Biden and Harris, or whoever wrote their scripts, from using that tactic against him, again. Even the fact checkers, who should have known better, didn't object. 

Surprise surprise, I also discovered that "fact" checkers only say whatever they are paid to say.

I then realized how corrupt the Democratic party leadership had become, and how they were also a puppet of the deep state. They did away with the primary, not once, but twice, hand-selecting first Biden, who was mentally incompetent, and then Harris, in backroom deals, devoid of a single vote from a single citizen. My friends on the Left didn't even blink it that atrocity.

I am doing two blog posts today. This one is just me sharing something that I found on social media, and which I found interesting.

This is an interesting ‘take’ on Donald Trump that I wanted to share here.

I voted for Trump. And I do not regret my vote. As I said, any other vote would have been perverse business-as-usual. I wanted everything exposed, dismantled, and rebuilt. And this was the only way for that to happen. 

People may or may not ever recognize that Trump is far more than he appears to be. That he is not the public persona he projects. He does that intentionally, playing with the cabal and the elites at their own game. He even trolls his detractors, putting out all sorts of diversions, throwing a bone to the crowd, so that everyone underestimates him, and then he can just go and do what he said he was going to do in the first place. 

I have learned to take him seriously, but not literally. Those who despise him instead take him literally, but not seriously.

I am aware that I will likely continue to pay the high price of being misunderstood and misjudged for the choices I have made. I have grown strong enough to be able to live with that. 

I know my truth, I know the deception, and I know what needs to happen.

I continue to trust that Life knows what She's doing, and I trust my own Soul to lead me through all of this. 

I am among the many who are here for such a time as this. I am grateful. This is a fascinating and exciting time in which to be alive.

Monday, April 20, 2026

Same Old

[The Nicotine Psyop That Made Big Pharma TRILLIONS w/ Dr. Bryan Ardis

For over a century, Big Pharma and its media allies have waged a relentless campaign to convince the world that nicotine is nothing more than a dangerous, addictive drug. In this explosive interview, Dr. Bryan Ardis joins me to reveal the shocking truth buried in centuries of medical history: tobacco and nicotine were once widely used by doctors to treat — and even cure — countless diseases, from cancer to heart disease to obesity. Backed by documented evidence, Dr. Ardis exposes how the pharmaceutical industry rigged the narrative, poisoned commercial tobacco products, and bribed governments worldwide to ban natural nicotine, all to protect their multi-trillion-dollar drug empire.]

My take …

During the wars, (WWI, WWII, Korean, Vietnam and others), soldiers were issued tobacco in their kit. It was to help ward off viruses and diseases that they might be susceptible to in the jungles, underground and in the trenches. Pure tobacco.

It only became dangerous when the tobacco companies added synthetics, chemicals and so-called filters.

Non mainstream health professionals sometimes recommend nicotine patches for a number of health conditions and I’ve considered using them myself.

The world is not as it seems. The lies that we are told are certainly not for our benefit.

Anyway … 

Today was another lazy day. Harley play, garden tending, watched the remaining episodes of The Madison, I crumbed chicken breasts, boiled potatoes in their jackets, made coleslaw and salsa and served with butter and sour cream for dinner.

Now I need to sleep because tomorrow is meditation day.





Nite all.

Sunday, April 19, 2026

My Sunday

I went to Coles yesterday and I have to tell you this, I was behind a grandfather and his badly-behaved grandson. He has his hands full with the child screaming for lollies, biscuits, all sorts of things.

The granddad is saying in a controlled voice: “Easy, William, we won’t be long . . . easy boy.”

Another outburst and I heard the granddad calmly say : “It’s okay William. Just a couple more minutes and we’ll be out of here. Hang in there, boy.”

At the checkout the little horror is throwing items out of the trolley. Granddad says again in a controlled voice : “William, William, relax buddy, don’t get upset. We’ll be home in five minutes, stay cool William.”

Well, I was really impressed, and when I got outside I saw the grandfather  loading his groceries and the boy into the car.

I walked over and said to the Grandad “It’s none of my business, but you were amazing in there. I don’t know how you did it. That whole time you kept your composure, and no matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just calmly kept saying things would be okay. William is very lucky to have you as his granddad.”

“Thanks,” said the Granddad. “But I am William. The little bastard’s name is Harry!!

๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

Today was a very lazy Sunday.

I was woken by kitchen noise at 7.12am - today is Sunday, so I was NOT happy, and even though I was tempted to get up and yell at the culprit, I decided to breathe it out and send them ‘love’ from my bedroom.

Ugh.

I reluctantly climbed out of bed at 10am and took Harley straight out to play. I tended my little garden before heading to my kitchen to make brunch.

I was looking forward to some of the new spelt sour dough bread that we bought at the markets yesterday. Sadly, BGWLBH had eaten it all. A whole loaf in 18 hours - and she was asleep for a good portion of that. Not happy Jan.

Ugh.

In Coles yesterday, I had discovered some GF crumpets, so that was my next option for brunch. They were very satisfactory.

I watched some golf on Fox Sports with Adoring Husband and then came to bed for the afternoon, where I napped while watching the footy.

An easy dinner by taking spaghetti bolognese sauce out of the freezer and preparing a side salad.

I didn’t eat dinner but made myself some tea (the ‘relax’ tea that AH bought me for Christmas) and took a couple of slices of turkey breast from the fridge.

Now I’m watching the first episode of the new series of Masterchef.

Except for the morning, I’ve enjoyed my Sunday.






Nite all.

Saturday, April 18, 2026

Catching Up

Well this is an interesting concept …

What do you all think about this? I also am my most creative and connected self from 1-4 am…

The most dangerous lie in human history isn’t about food.

Its not about medicine. Its about sleep. For 200,000 years, humans didnt sleep 8 hours.That number was actually invented in 1938 by a mattress company called Simmons Beautyrest. Before their campaign, the average human slept in two shifts. Historians call it “Biphasic Sleep.” You would sleep for 4 hours, wake up for 2, then sleep for another 4. During that 2-hour window, people would pray, have s*x, write, think, and connect with their families. Some of the greatest works in human history were created in that sacred middle window. Shakespeare wrote most of his plays between 1AM and 3AM during his second wake period. Mozart composed entire symphonies in what he called “The God Hours.” Then the Industrial Revolution needed workers on a fixed schedule. You cant run a factory on biphasic sleep. So they hired a psychologist named Dr. Nathaniel Kleitman to “prove” that 8 consecutive hours was the biological standard.

He faked the studies. He was funded entirely by the mattress industry. And the medical establishment adopted his research without question because it aligned with the factory model. They turned the most creative 2 hours of human consciousness into a “sleep disorder.” They called it “Insomnia.” They medicated it. They gaslight an entire generation that 8 hours of continuous sleep was healthy. They pathologized the exact window of consciousness that produced some of the greatest art, music, and literature in human history. You are not an insomniac. You are experiencing the most natural form of human consciousness. And a mattress company convinced you it was a disease.

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Interesting huh?

I’ve been very “blog absent” lately and I thought I would wean myself off this dedicated space because I’ve been doing it for over 15 years!

But … it has been a very valuable tool, much like a diary/planner, that I can refer back to when we forget things like … the last time the pool guy was here, what date we built the carport, when I started my new raised vegetable garden, the dates I missed meditation etc etc.

So I’ve decided to continue writing daily, even if it’s really boring shit, like what time I wake up and what I cook for dinner. You can choose to continue reading my words or you can choose to search for something more interesting to read.

I attended meditation on Tuesday but didn’t get time with The Gypsy because she had to work straight after class.

I bought myself a small coffee and thought I’d sit by the river for 30 minutes before going home. Instead, I was waylaid by a resident who has lived here for 6 yrs but is now moving back to Brisbane. I received information overload for almost 3 hours.

My life has been very insular for about 4 years, so this man brought me up to speed on just about every resident in town. Every conflict, every movement, every health issue, every drug deal, every boatie living on the river, you name it, he knew about it!

Needless to say, I was mentally drained by the time I finally arrived home and needed to spend the rest of the day in my bedroom regenerating some mental, emotional, spiritual and physical energy!

Wednesday was my ‘change the bedding’ day - exhausting, as always!

Thursday was a day in the bay where I found two tops. One from me to me and for BGWLBH to purchase for my birthday, which is coming up next week.

Friday was a visit to The Gypsy. She is house and dog sitting in town so we spent a quality 4 hours together.

I’m doing ok in the footy tipping. Not spectacular, but ok.

Today, BGWLBH and I woke up extra early (5.30am) and drove into the bay to attend both markets on the esplanade. This is where BGWLBH bought many gifts for my birthday. I can’t even remember everything that she bought! Lots of jewellery, a solar powered hummingbird for the garden and I’ll have to tell you the rest next week.

I found a woman at the Torquay markets selling all the fabulous super health products like MSM, colloidal silver, methylene blue, belly bugs probiotics, iodine, cbd oil and turmerix to name just a few. We spent a good 20-30 minutes chatting about all the products and how she uses them.

I purchased some methylene blue and she gave me a sample of the belly bugs with strict instructions.

I got some gluten free Lebanese bread, gf cinnamon donuts, a loaf of spelt sourdough bread, freshly made lemonade, a spray bottle of magnesium/frankincense oils and walked across the road to Go Girl, where I purchased a top for Adoring Husband to give me for my birthday.

We also did a small grocery shop before returning home, both exhausted haha. We are too old for this nonsense!

The two men in my life were very happy to see me home.

I came to bed for a nap at about 4pm and that’s where I stayed. I’d made myself a sourdough sandwich with avocado, cranberry jelly, goats cheese, sprouts and turkey breast for a late lunch so I didn’t need dinner.

Now it’s time for sleep. I hope to enjoy a lazy Sunday tomorrow.





Nite all.