The More Things Change

…the more they stay the same.

Some of you might remember me saying this once or twice. Nancy remembers:

nancy the more things change

The thing is, the past year while this blog was down, life threw some major changes at me. Serious change from just about every direction. It kind of threw me for a loop. I mean we complain about the same ol’ shit, but when different day comes at you with such incredible velocity, well it can leave you a little shell-shocked.

What I am trying to say is while this blog was down, life for yours truly exploded into a million pieces, shattering in too many directions to not feel a little overwhelmed.

This could be part of the reason I started ZW back up. To get some sort of repetition beating again.

A resuscitation of a repetitious heartbeat.

I feel that beat coming back… don’t you?

Want an example? Not as much as I want to give one.

During the last year of ZW I received a shit load of cryptic messages from some one called Ivan Serrano. I mentioned some of it in the blogs final days. I know some of you out there have had dealings with them as well. Weird does not begin to describe some of our correspondence. Back in August of 2017 I shared one of the most recent and strangest comments Ivan sent my direction. I was hoping he or anyone else could explain it for me. No one did.

In fact after I posted the last post for ZW I did not hear from Ivan again. I mean it, Ivan was sending me all sorts of stuff, most of it I didn’t understand, but they were relentless in sending it to me. I stopped blogging, Ivan stopped sending me stuff. Recently though, Ivan popped back up. He shared the comment I shared back in 2017:

ivan shares zw post

I dig it! But what does it all mean?

So back in July of 2017 Ivan sent me this strange comment, a month later I shared it on the ZW FB, and now, shortly after I brought the blog back up, Ivan shared his shared comment. Strange, right? This gives me the impression that Ivan was sending me all that stuff hoping I would blog about it… which I never really did. When I stopped blogging, they stopped sending. Now that the blog is back up and running… Ivan returns. Thank you for that Ivan. No matter how things seem to change, the same ol’ same ol’ is still there beneath the thin veil of that change.

Oh and don’t worry Ivan, now that ZW is back I plan on getting all that you sent me out there. Don’t know what good it will do, but that repeated beat is thumping.

Ivan of course will lead us back to Plot Master which connects to Leanne and Lindsay Henry, stuff I was reluctant to blog about before, but SS brings DD.

Speaking of which, remember a few posts back I said someone had written me about being trolled by those mentioned in this blog? Yea, that seems to connect here as well. In January (shortly after the blog started back up) I was contacted by someone who has asked me not to mention their name. I know what some of you are thinking, but believe me when I tell you I have left many names off as requested. Others… well.

At this time I don’t see any reason not to concede to their request of anonymity. They explained they found the blog through Google (that repetitious beat of deja vu definitely seems to be returning). From what I understand they had some issues with internet trolling. They mentioned 3 names that are familiar here. Leanne, Jenny Salazar, and Malik Boodie were brought up. Again, from what I understand, this blog was brought up and here we are. Now I have a hard time believing any of them would want me mentioning them again here, so I’m not sure who is really all involved here and until I do I think it’s best to approach it all with caution (by making a post… yes at least some (most) things never change). The whole thing brings back in a butt-load of trolls and sock puppets… including Jerry Halech. You read that right.  Very intriguing. At the end of January when this all came up I was like “FUCK!”

Does anything ever really change? Just as I was getting this place back up (just one month of new posts), I went running to the ocean to contemplate why I would ever want to do this blog again. Another sign that no matter how much seems to change… same ol’ same ol’.

Then last week another mass shooting. Christians killing Muslims, Muslims killing Christians… it’s been going on in different ways since the beginning of time. I just can’t even … yea, I just can’t.

So does anything ever really change?

I don’t think it does. Not really.

You see this post was not supposed to be here. I came back to Vegas ready to tell the person that wrote me, asking for my help, that I really didn’t think I could help. I doubted any of those 3 people would have brought me into the mix. I thought maybe this was all a coincidence (that dreaded C Word). Then I got a “friend request”.

Now this new person did not ask me to “not mention their name”, but I’m not gonna at this point. And not just because the account is an obvious sock puppet of some sort, but because after I asked them if I knew them they said they were a reader who was looking into Trini Anja aka Jenny Salazar.

WTF?!?

OK, there is coincidence and then there is connections. And I’m starting to see connections.

At least I think I do. Maybe I just want that repetitious beat back too bad. Maybe I’m just afraid of all the change surrounding me. So much so I will see controversy and conspiracy where it is not. Damn those fucking C Words!

I should just let it go. Hit delete on this post and blog about Trump instead (see… no change… only same). But something is screaming at me about Jerry Hallech. Was he connected to all this in ways I didn’t see. Man, I feel I always knew that.

So what? I should still let it go. Right?

You know I can’t though.

FUCK!

Alright, so maybe this new person (who I am calling Bunny) will read this and get back to me because I have a million questions now.

Or maybe a third person will contact me now and explain once and for all that change is really just that same thing I forgot was there all along.

 

 

2 thoughts on “The More Things Change

  1. wow bob..wow!
    Zero, youre the last person who deserves those curveballs life throws, the last..Me im a blockhead.But not you..Having said that, i agree…I find any constant now refreshing..Well, not ANY…But this place is good, and safe for those with good intentions..Refreshing..constant…
    Im ready…TY!

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