I have returned from the hospital. A clove substitute was placed into the area where the tooth was extracted and the pain stopped immediately. I was prescribed codeine and paracetamol to take together every 4 hours for the next few days. He was a very kind, gentle dentist and he was ably assisted by an equally kind and professional nurse.

I have the boy cat with me, The Handsome Prince. He’s chatting away to me. The New Addition is walking about in the house. She equipped herself very well the other day when he tried it on with her. She whipped around, bared her teeth and swiped at him with her claws. He looked shocked. He backed right off and just stared at her, wide-eyed in the distance. He kept looking over at me as if to sat “WTF?!?”

She’s not placid as The Queen B was and in a way that’s good because The Handsome Prince would on occasion attack her and she would just allow it. The New Addition is not going to be like that which bodes well, in terms of my not having to worry if they are left in the same room together. I always made sure The Queen B and The Handsome Prince were apart if we went out anywhere.

I bought some peach iced tea today which I’ve only had once before. Very nice. Refreshing. I bought mum “The Best Ever” prawn sandwich. It’s marketed as that. Mum loves it. It’s packed with prawns, lettuce, tomato and dressing. She’s now sat in front of the TV watching quiz shows.

I’m listening to Otis Taylor, who created a music genre called trance Blues. Gary Moore guested on a few of his albums by Otis before his sad and untimely passing, in 2011. Click HERE if you wish to listen to the album Definition Of A Circle by Otis Taylor. Gary Moore plays majestically on that. Stand out tracks to hear him tear it up, are Little Betty as well as Love and Hesitation. What a loss Gary is to the music world.

Right by the entrance where I had to enter the hospital, the police had tape up as someone was struck while cycling and died shortly thereafter, yesterday night. Their injuries must have been extensive as the Intensive Care Unit is just a short way away. It’s very sad. To think, he was alive and walking about this time yesterday and didn’t know it would be his last day on Earth.

Our lives can end just like that. It’s amazing then how much misery the Wayward Wizards (as my good friend Sharine calls them) can create for each of us on our short tenure here on this planet. Another ruse of theirs is to filter as many of us as possible towards False Light, so we end up returning here in subservience so we can be ill-treated by their progeny all over again.

Living To Work and Working to Live is what so many of us do. I don’t know why so many people do this and especially as more people are now agnostic/atheist than ever before. You would think the spectre of oblivion hanging over people’s heads would cause them to think more deeply about the lives they’re leading however it doesn’t appear to have much effect. Money their god. Consumerism their religion. Their idols the temple priests they choose to emulate. Haha. Don’t get me started on that.

I’m off to hang out with The Handsome Prince and listen to music. Peace, love and light to you all.