Rocky IV - one of Mark's BEST! Taurus Award Nomination. I bet that's actually Mark, not Stallone... (Video I saw on his Facebook page moments ago. I put the link after the story.) Yesterday... Mark: "Angel, where are you and Laileigh AT?!!!" I had just sent him a half dozen photos. Angel: "KALAHARI. I SENT you the pictures. We're at the wave pool right now. Lai's out in the water. I'll see if I can call her over so she can say Hi!" Mark: "OH KALAHARI. Has she done the slides?

Funny not only was this the first band (referring to the Metallica "Enter Sandman" video below) my former boyfriend, Bax, ever introduced me to, (um, wrong Angel, remember it was Morbid Angel, THEN Metallica, THEN Megadeth, THEN...) I went to gig after gig where he performed this song better than anyone in Florida, same for Gabriel. Makes me laugh to read this. Lol.  Dave Mustaine's framed 8"x10" was on our wall, Victor Wooten notes filled our air and Billy Sheehan's signatur

Wise friend: "Hi! My husband came across an interesting post about Bigfoots leaving Ohio. Why? Are the ones near you migrating too?" Angel: "Interesting. The latest videos I've watched were about Ohio instances with Dogmen. Bigfoot don't seem to like Dogmen for the most part. So maybe Dogmen presence in Ohio has increased. Just a guess but no, I hadn't heard it. Wonder which direction they are migrating to?" Angel: "I just googled Ohio to see what would come up, nothing much,

💕🦇🖤🌹🔥 He rolls into my scrolling of my newsfeed. “Maybe don’t leave a comment today. Give him a break. Don’t chase. You comment every day. Roll on by.” Then my eyes take a peek before I scroll. Stopped dead. Such extraordinary beauty… my heart …aches. A couple of his words flash on the screen… I unmute it, pull my eyes away to spare my heart… but his wisdom enters my ears and goes straight into me. April 4th last year. That was the first time I messaged with him. The fir

Lai (pronounced Lay as in Lay Lee, Laileigh, my 8 year old granddaughter, my world); “I need a glue stick Grandmama.” Angel: (I am lying down, normal, reading a book, normal, phone beside me; I start to type in Amazon to let her pick the one she wants.) Lai: “I have to make a Leprechaun trap. It’s due Thursday.” Angel (I pause): “Will it get here in time?” Lai: “I don’t know, let’s see.” Angel (a thought enters my mind): “I saw one the other day, I put it with your stuff.” La

Today’s interests… I finally finished my last book (below on my page or in my short-stories on my website.) Last night I started the next one. We’ll see but I think the idea here is to show the emotion of clear gratitude to every part of your body, every day. I tried it, you scan your body internally with your mind. Close your eyes and focus on your foot. Scan and stop at each toe, the sole, heel, ankle, and send pure gratitude to each one one at a time. You can feel each par

This is why I read books. This is why I write. This is true. Scroll a few inches down my page and find I'm studying Tibet. I'm studying WWII. I'm arguing with Google AI over lying to me about tablets. I say I figured it out anyway. I write about the Kingdom of Heaven. I write about this. THIS is where my writings are leading everyone. This is what I already found inside me, what I documented for those who want to find it too and would walk the path after me. I'm not positive

Throwback... this is me with a borrowed guitar. I think my friend Allen Kentfield was there that day. He's legendary, not a word I throw around lightly, on the pedal steel guitar. So, I'm probably playing his guitar. He played with my main musician I document, Andy Armendariz, many times. He also performed at the Island on Lake Travis with me and my ex musician bass player boyfriend, Bax (who deserves to be called legendary, look him up.) We'd cross paths at a lot of venues,

Today’s interest… No, I’m not at Paul Val’s gig at King Bee which started at 10 pm and has another 35 minutes to go until 1:00. So, I’m missing hearing him play “Bad Boy” (story below.) I wish I was there. It’s a really long drive (for me) to the worst part of Austin (to me), at night, for a woman alone, who can picture parking Swan in the parking lot she found on Google maps (its right across the street.) Seemed scary (to me.) I’ll wait till he’s at some famous place I haven

Ha! I just asked Google AI a question about the book I’m reading (story below, the one where I don’t type N not going to type a zi, lol, AI is dumb). I knew immediately it was trying to misdirect me. So I asked it, “AI figure out why you are lying about: the same subject.” It actually came back with some useful info. I wanted to know what specific tablets they were searching for. It gave me the run around about how “tablets” weren’t in the original official report. Subterfuge

I just joined this group and the first thing I see is my van “Swan.” Well, my baby is outside, but it’s identical. Mine has a stained glass window with a swan on it. That’s because I based my vans (4 now) on my imaginary white sailboat in my novelette, “Island.” I had named my sailboat “Swan” and had created it with a stained glass porthole with swans on it. I also have mine made into a bed I leave down all the time, with a sleeping bag, pillow, and a little white stuffed ani

Today’s interest… when I’m reading a book (my Master Library I bought now has 530+ books) and I see a reference to another book that looks interesting then I pause and go add it to my Amazon Wish List, which now also contains several hundred interesting books. I’m still reading the one I posted about last (my page is designed for you to scroll it, I let my friends observe me as I work). It’s called, “The Black Sun: Montauk’s N they won’t let you type it azi did you catch that

I owned all of this. It was called Evins Mill in Smithville, Tennessee when my husband and I bought it. Before that it belonged to Senator Edgar Evins and then his son Congressman Joe L. Evins for 50 years. When Joe L. Evins died he left it to Vanderbilt University in his will. Robin, my late husband, and I bought it from Vanderbilt as our home. I then dedicated it to God and started meeting and bringing in Gospel Music and Contemporary Christian Music Songwriters and Recordi

Today's interest... I've read all the books of the Bible so many times now over the course of my entire life that when I finish retranslating one I just throw a dart at the dartboard. "Which one now?" I just finished Titus yesterday (again). "I don't know...(throws dart) ... how about... 1 Timothy." Here's the magic part. 1st Timothy MATCHED EXACTLY what is happening today in my own life, the essence of the teaching. God has been doing that with me since 1998 when I moved to

Scroll my page and you'll see that my Empowerment Coach, Hollywood T's, video he posted today talks about how we survived what should have killed us, because we are powerful. I know he loves Batman. So, when I commented (see below) I did so as "Just call me Catwoman." I did survive what should have killed me, at least my spirit, and the only thing that kept me alive was my faith in God and desire to serve him. That will get you through anything, but you have to develop it. Ho

Guy friend: (lots actually) “Are you single?” Angel: “My husband died.” Guy: “So, yes.” Angel: “So no. My husband died.” Guy: “That means yes, that’s how it works.” Angel: “Not where I’m from.” Guy: “Where are you from?” Angel: “I’m an ancient biblical Hebrew, Israelite.” Guy: “You live in Texas.” Angel: “Texas covers my fierce independence. My roots go back pre-Republic of Texas. My female ancestor co-wrote a history book with one of Stephen F. Austin’s Old Three Hundred ori

💕Angel (private message to my friend, Matt, photojournalist) “I’m proud of you.” Matt: “Why? Oh, did you see me with Pat Boone?” Angel (startled, I need to watch my friend’s pages better): “No, but let me go see what you’re talking about…” (I do.) “That’s wonderful! And with your BOOK! I love him. My favorite of his is “Journey to the Center of the Earth.” No, I said I’m proud of you to go with that story I sent you that I wrote today about the Blood Moon. I talk about true

I was up a bit after 5 am to check. Clouds. It’s possible those old sourpusses who try to keep us from knowing they mastered all the abilities God gave man, including putting the clouds there, are responsible. God tricked THEM. The Blood Moon happened INSIDE ME, and I saw and experienced it anyway. So there. The EL ite who thought they’d use God’s heavens, his signs, his numbers (33), his sacred Geometry, the technology he gave us to communicate wirelessly with our minds, our

The planets aligned last night. Pic of 2 near moon. Were obviously bright and aligned but were all I could see. I wrote a story yesterday about the meaning. It means God’s Word has now been restored. That is the purpose of Judgment Day, which we’ve been in. It’s called the Great Reset. That’s false. It’s Judgment Day. All of our true knowledge has been corrupted. Now we get it back so we can lead. Heaven leads Earth. Heaven is symbolically higher than Earth for this reason. G

“Just when I think you can’t get more beautiful… you are SO needed… thank you for leading the way… a star”✨⭐️🌟💫🦇🔥🔥🔥🔥💕🌹 My beautiful “Silverblack.” I hired him last April for 5 months of training & wrote our stories, 104, “Angel 7.0 & Silverblack.” Empowerment & Ascension personal daily coaching. I wrote as we walked. God sent him to me last March. I am startled anew at his beauty & wisdom every single day, simply in awe. My Divine Emperor who mirrored my walk. He tau