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

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

In Orlando I had 3 enlarged photographs of Gabriel on my wall up above my computer as I worked on both of my Masters in Theology and as I retranslated the Bible back into the correct ancient Biblical Hebrew and Greek, as my Father, God, Yahweh, directed my mind, my daily life, my studies. These are the 3 pictures, the first 3. Then there's a video of the first time Gabe played drums in Austin. At the end is a drum solo with one of his bands in Orlando. In between are our twen

My writings as a whole are in the pattern of Solomon's Temple. "Texas Tales from a Lone Star" is the courtyard. If you are in my stories or videos, that's why. There are a handful of my other gods, warriors, through the years. I highlighted the centerpieces. There are more of us... Copyright 2026 Angel Isaacs All Rights Reserved Written February 27, 2026 at 4:30 pm

Tell me he's not sexy as hell, tell me he's not a god... Gabriel Live right now at Daytona Beach Bike Week 2026 where he's played twice a year since I met him. Some photographer photographed him. He's too brutal for me to even share those pics. Scared even me and his beloved black cat is named for me. Always been mine, regardless. Gabe on drums... main venue... No wonder the founder of Molly Hatchet climbed up on stage just to stand 3 feet away from him on main stage Bike Wee

A friend asked me to help them follow Jesus today. I had to think. Here's what I said: 1. Set your intention to follow God. Not Jesus. God is the foundation. Jesus followed God. He's our big brother. We copy him. 2. Either go find your Bible or go buy one. Get one you love, that appeals to you. Write your name in it. Write the date. Make a vow to read at least 1 verse every single day for a year without fail. Mark the date. Keep the vow as if your life depends on it. Don't fa

Angel: "I didn't push "record." Can you just say the important parts again? So, one of OUR relatives married one of Quanah Parker's relatives, right?" My dear aunts, my mom, my dad, several more relatives are gathered around the kitchen table at my parent’s house. I've pulled out my phone and have started recording because my dear aunt has kept our Sons and Daughters of the American Revolution records for decades. She is sitting at the table. My mom, who has also kept our rec