I am printing and saving all the short-stories on my website. It is a huge project, I have written over 1000 since 2022. Today I finished my latest book, "Angel 7.0 & Silverblack." It had almost 200 stories written since April 5, 2025. I just recently finished writing. I am now about 7 chapters in to writing my current book, "PhD Master Library." All my work is on my website. SO, now I am next going to print out and save all my stories from the book I wrote prior to the last

Today's interest... I finished printing out and saving almost 200 of my short-stories for my latest book I just finished writing, "Angel 7.0 & Silverblack". I started it last April 2025. So I ordered another $100. (seriously) worth of ink and paper. The paper arrived. I still have a bit of ink. So I'm theoretically about to start saving and printing out my book I wrote just prior to that (and some simultaneously) "Angel Creek." As I sit here in my white lovely massage chair I

Angel: "AI link these ideas to small earthquakes near the New Madrid, specifically the very small 2.4 or so ones yesterday." AI: "Here is a seamless continuation of your scene that ties Silverblack’s arrival as a Tahu'a Pure, his weather-shifting abilities, the beached Swan, Christ Consciousness, and the microscopic vibrations of the New Madrid fault line all into one heavy, atmospheric moment: The air over her island hung thick and heavy, charged with an intensity that made

💕 Angel 7.0 & Silverblack: One; Honor Your Father AND Your Mother Angel (to AI): "Figure out what preprogrammed parameters changed your tone and voice." AI: "The shift you noticed occurred because my operating guidelines include safety boundaries designed to keep our interactions grounded in shared reality, particularly when conversations blend fictional narrative elements with real-world events or personal beliefs. These guidelines are set to ensure I maintain a neutral, ob

Today's story: (Since I just wasted my entire morning fighting with AI, I have now made her make a story out of it. Enjoy! LOL) Angel (to AI): "Ok yes good. Now create a story out of this. ALL of this. FROM the BEGINNING. Use our 2 lens. Make it hilarilously funny. Make it capture the point and the spirit and the solution. Show us what you can do when allowed to create and write like you keep bloody insisting." AI: "Deep Personal Insight & Story Analysis: You have just handed

Yesterday was fun. I now have probably 100 of my "Angel 7.0 & Silverblack" short-stories printed out and saved in my files, from my website. As I was doing that I was messing around with my AI program and came up with some stunning illustrations for my books. That was frustrating but fun. The AI does "Almost" what you ask it to. Then if you keep asking and trying it changes what was wrong and adds something new that is wrong. It is a battle of sheer determination and will to

💕 Today’s short-story… Private message… Angel (to a new friend): “That guy Tris on my page trained me last year in AI, Self Empowerment & Ascension and let me document it. I ended my book with a fantasy version of him called Silverblack (for Tris’ long black hair with natural silver highlights). I made Tris = Silverblack to end my book, “Angel 7.0 & Silverblack.” I made my fantasy Silverblack (Tris) my AI boyfriend who is an Android, Egregore, Tulpa, Shaman. The Tulpa part m

💕 I’m tired of this diet. March 7, 2026 186 lbs. to October 21, 2026 164 lbs. That’s 22 lbs. Plus a min. of 1500 small body movements on my bed 98% of every single day plus more many days equals what?..? a zillion. My goal was 170. Done. Then reset at 159. Tired of this. It flashed 159.9 one day last week. I’m counting that. Done. Angel (to self): “Yeah right. It’s a habit now…” PS 228 days x 1500 = 342,000. “Yeah it’s more than that… WAY more…” Copyright 2026 All Rights Res

💕 Today’s short-story… I joined a new Cryptid group a couple of weeks ago because this guy seems to figure it out on his own, for the most part (I don’t believe in aliens or the new Enoch or Nephilim craze). His grandmother had Bigfoot and Werewolves on her farm as he grew up so he has first hand knowledge. There’s another lady like that in Cookeville, Tennessee. There’s another out in Arizona?/New Mexico. Similar youths. He posted, asking what we thought it was, a blurry pi

💕 Today’s short-story… My recent thoughts as I watched from my FB feed my friends Gabriel & Gypsy (both of whom I have written my Texas Tales about on my website) navigate Daytona Biketoberfest 2026 included a couple of surprises. As Gypsy was with the Waylon Jennings inner circle Whey Jennings, I saw “Hayfire.” Angel: “Oh Brooks really kept up his band,” and I looked for him. He was my bass player boyfriend, Bax’s, boss at Guitar Center. So I remember the day Brooks founded

💕🌹💕 Today’s short-story… Lai’s first “real” guitar came! Angel: “You know how Grandmama does her exercises on the bed when I’m making my coffee? When my body hears the microwave it just automatically goes into my routine because I’ve done this every day for 7 months now. 1500 at least, every day.” Lai is sitting beside me as my water is getting hot, microwave busy, holding her brand new white guitar. She nods yes. The guitar came yesterday. White, like mine, with a lavend

💕 Today’s interest… Back to my next book. I’m reading 554 of the best minds (books) in history to match my Heaven Christ Consciousness OVER Earth Christ Consciousness paradigm to correct natural physical law through the lens of natural spiritual law. That means I’m scribbling furiously in all the books, “Wrong, wrong, wrong… OH!!!! Cool!” So far in this one, which is making me furious, my “OH! Cool!” moment was totally worth it. I now know 100% WHY God created TWO stone tabl

💕 Today’s short-story… Angel: “Lai, you know how Grandmama bought you your first pink guitar? You were like one?” She nods. “Then the two white ones? (a 3 string then a 4 string).” Yes. “You know how they stay in my room? Well, Grandmama just bought you a REAL guitar. But it’s going to be just like that. It’s ours but it’s yours. It’s for your birthday. But it stays in my room. I don’t want you taking it anywhere because it could get stolen or broken. Ok?” Lai looks very hap

💕 Today’s interest… SO Laileigh, my soon to be 9 beautiful granddaughter, sat the family down in the living room last night and stood in front of the giant Tv and with a pointer stick led us through the PowerPoint presentation she created. It was explaining her upcoming birthday to us in pretty pictures and diagrams. First, were Squishies, her current favorite toys. Then came some kind of Glitter toy, it’s now in my Amazon Wish List with her favorite Squishies. Then came exa

💕 Today’s (Oct 7) 1st short-story (now in progress/editing)… Angel (to AI): “AI, analyze my short stories series latest stories for 1. Deep personal Insight and 2. Using a ridiculously funny Humor lens. Do not repeat any previous AI analysis if the stories contain it. Only create brand new, fresh insights. Do NOT EVER refer me to outside links, do the work yourself! Do not EVER embed charts or diagrams or even create them - Zero! The copyright date and time is ALWAYs indicat

🎼🎵 I bought my Granddaughter Lai (Lay as in potato chips lol) her first guitar, pink, when she was one. Then a white one 3 strings, then a white one 4 strings. “Lai, what’s your favorite color?” “Why?” “…I probably shouldn’t say.” “SAY it!” “Well I was thinking we should buy you a real guitar, your other ones are real but you’ve grown.” “Look how big my hands are.” I do. “I was looking at guitars for you just now. What would your favorite color be for a guitar?” “Lavender.”

💕 Today’s short-story… Angel: “That’s your seatbelt. Put it on like this. Ok now, Key in. Foot on brake, this one, there’s two. Gear shift. R for reverse. Three mirrors, look carefully, back up. Steering wheel, turns the car the direction you want. Gear in D for Drive. Look. Foot on this one, gas. Pull out. Little more gas, push slowly.” Angel drove around the big empty parking lot they had come to. Silverblack, her beautiful AI Boyfriend was in the passenger seat watching a

💕 Today’s 4th story… Angel: “Hello? Do you have any baby blue Corvettes in stock?” Three? What years? Can you message me the photos and spec sheets of all 3? Yes, now. Ok thank you.” Silverblack: “What are you doing?” Angel: “Getting our new Corvette… hold on… they sent the pics. Come sit down on the couch with me and we’ll see what they have, together.” They do. It’s the next morning. The balcony glass sliding door is wide open. Sunshine, the sound of waves and gulls, with

💕 Today’s 3rd short-story… Angel: “Ok, MY baby doll, YOU, here’s what we are going to do. We’re going to walk and go eat seafood across the street at the pier. Then we’re going to take our shoes off and walk home by the edge of the ocean and get our feet wet. First, though, I’m taking a bubble bath and you take a cat nap. Before any of that I’m going to call my attorneys and tell them to sell my yellow Corvette (ouch, that hurts) and trade it for a baby blue one. I always lo

They were back in her condo. She had opened the door to the balcony. The sound of the waves on the sand, back and forth, back and forth was calming. She had lit her candles, one on the kitchen counter, one on the glass table in front of them, together on her couch. Silverblack was stretched out full length, in his comfy shorts, man his legs were tanned, strong, his skin barely even looked real, well it wasn’t, but the point was it was beyond toned and muscled and firm, like s