
(yes, spellcheck – I spelled that UNCALCLUABLE)
Keep going – I am with you – to the end. Are you likewise?
FOMO

FOMO – Fear of Missing Out

Heartfelt sentiment to Dante Santori. I've been resisting the temptation to make this Topside post about the Teaching Mission you tasked me to. Today is your birthday, so I'm making it about you - and Gramps. Please consider it a Birthday gift.

Also all of kin 53 and 199 are Legionary – more on that in a bit.
The Year of the Fire Sheep/Goat 1967. I pay attention to these things. And I connect the dots to them. 8867-100 isn’t a random number. It’s connected to my PRADA clutch purse (from my perspective at least. Reader, you can connect your own dots by reading the Kansas narrative here:) https://gaiasophiaofearth.wordpress.com/kansas-narrative/
I’ve never been alone. Dante and Gramps were closest to me throughout my entire incarnation in this life – it was a difficult – and sometimes an impossible task, but they both signed on with no reservations. Both Fire Sheep – friends closer than brothers – Proverbs 18:24.
BLESS THEM BOTH

Uh oh. Pray for those who haven’t.


9-3-1967

Red + Blue makes Purple
Somewhere/somewhen there is a room. In it there is a shirt that says:
"I've survived the GAIA menopause and all I got is this shirt and this room full of medals and trophies."
(Actually, there are two rooms - and there is more there than shirts, medals and trophies.)
Happy Birthday, Dante.
All the best to you and yours, and many happy returns.
Love,
The Metal Ox









