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Thursday, March 02, 2017

Psychiatry Now Has A Better Understanding Of Me After All This Time, They Picked The Wrong Door For Me For Years
Here I sit at an rented computer once again and getting some of my art up with my posting once more. I call this work of art, "What Door Do You Want", it is done in oil pastel for a medium. The concept of this piece of art came from my Theology in Art class at Concordia University.The man on the couch design came from my text book for the course as put together by the Professor that taught the course. The three door concept was my idea stemming from the three doors in Judaism.  All the doors of life are a bit fucked up and all different, depending which one you pick to go through with your morals and ethics will determine how and when you succeed or fail. I have not gone through a door yet, I am too busy mopping and polishing the well trodden floor from people that picked a door of life around me or for themselves. With regards to my last posting and my word Poisonettes, there has been a lot of crap around this word ever since I came up with it for woman that put plugs in for me somewhere in TV or Radio. As it stands right now I have a list of seventeen woman at my Holy Bible Alter in my room where I live, I would like to meet these woman and have a little chat, the list grows too as the media attention around me continues. Some of the women are from my past or are relevant to my story in one way or another. All this bullshit I've heard that I am not allowed a woman and to be a Merlin Priest, who all picked this door of life for me when I will more than likely inherit the job on the couch after mopping up and polishing the floor after everyone came forward to pick a door as I wrote earlier. My time on the computer is winding up as it cost more and took longer to get the image up with this posting. So until later when I write again.

Wednesday, February 08, 2017

Writing My Blog Once Again After My Court Ordered Injection
Well things have really turned around for me with the start of 2017. I started working my tools again fixing up the kitchen in the apartment where I rent a room. The kitchen was an absolute mess with grease every where. The building janitor got the sink cleaned up for me and I took it upon myself to chisel and plaster the cracks in the walls, sand the grease off the walls with my mouse sander, over all it was a case of giving the kitchen a once over as a preparation to paint. It makes me feel good working a tool again and I am eating better with preparing meals in my room now that the kitchen sink is scrubbed clean, dishes can be done and put in the drying rack that the janitor supplied.  I want to take pictures of the kitchen as a bit of a show room of how I can do up a room as and Engineering Technician so I could get more work with a sample of my work. I am still going nuts with my cell phone due to always getting loaded up with junk. I went to my Internet provider about the hacking I get done to me and I also went to the Police about it. My radio station keeps me posted on how I am being hacked from jealous idiots. Not really knowing what there is to be jealous about, what my media attention on TV and radio. They both still refer to me as he and him when they put plugs in for me. I am still visiting my Mum in the Nursing Home and getting paid for it to help compensate for the bus fare expense. I go three times a week and have supper with Mum each time, She gets a game of cribbage with me and still gets for her walks, I glad she has stabilized in the Nursing Home and I am not as worried about her, So between doing up the kitchen in my apartment and visiting Mum I am kept busy. Then of course I still have to deal with the Harper stupidity around me that the radio goes on about. After all how is Harper being financed to go on that I am a Merlin Priest, which I do not know what this is. Harper is apparently bent on commenting about about me according to the radio station that I listen to. After all Harper gave up his post as a politician and has nothing better to do than make me a Merlin Priest for demented cults when all I know is working a tool to earn a living. Then there is all this Harper crap on the radio that I am not allowed a woman in my life or several for that matter, namely my Poisonettes that always fought to have something to do with me when they were not allowed. Well we will see how it goes as I finish up the kitchen and hearing the battle in the media between my Poisonettes that want something to do with me as they take on idiot fuckhead Stephan Harper with his Merlin Priest delusion. Oh yea I did take a couple of courses at Concordia University here in Montreal while doing art, so what I studied some theology finding my salvation late in life, I also took a virtual classroom course on World Religions, I least I can promote tolerance of others and their faith from studying something about it. So till later and the next blog posting.

Wednesday, December 07, 2016

Another Update Of My Blog After My Court Ordered Injection
Things went well with my Nurse and Psychiatrist today when I went for my Court ordered injection, for I am a happier person with with being self employed again and looking for more contracts for my company. Now that my Mum is in a secure environment in the Nursing home and is being well cared for I am a lot more relaxed. Mum is gaining weight and her back is straightening up as she is not hunched over adding up her bank book and constantly adding up her money that she had in her purse. With her Motherly instincts she knew something was wrong with her money but could not figure out what was wrong with her money. Like I told my Nurse today, Mum was even psychic with me when I was a kid. I knew my brother was messing with her money from assisting Mum with her banking when I was staying with her and helping her out. The full extent of the the financial damage was not unearthed until my cousin in the States got power of attorney and sorted out Mum's financial affairs. My Mother is really pissed with what my brother did when he got power of attorney when I was in long term care and started steeling her money and cashing in investments to finance his own life style. My Mother now talks of putting him in prison if he tries to come back into her life. Getting paid from my Mothers estate to take her for walks and to the restaurant for coffee and chocolate has been good for me too for I have made friends in the Nursing home by having my cigarette in the smoking room, I no longer feel alone with nothing to do but feel very much for filled with helping out in the Nursing home while visiting my Mum. Like I said to my Nurse today now you are seeing the true me that is happy go lucky with no erectile dysfunction any more due the Psychiatrist's change of medication for me due to high prolactin levels cause by invega sustenna medication. I am now on the anti psychotic Abilify Maintena. So of course I am not angry at the Psychiatrist for making me impotent. The Psychiatrist came into the Nurses office today to see how I was doing and I was even showed him a completed invoice from my company that I fax my cousin so that she can account to the courts the money I get paid for being a care giver for my Mum and help her through her early stages of alhziemers. My hour on the rented computer is about up so I will start to close up my posting for today.