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burros-ark update: i apologize for the late post this morning, i was busy ordering soap off the internet and taking personality disorder tests. it happens sometimes (the ordering soap part that is, the personality disorder thing is pretty much constant). i still got a little regret about missing out on that brexit bounce, i thought long and hard about it at the time, but just could not justify pulling the trigger. so i have been reminding myself that the primary goal of the ark system is to avoid big losses, and second to capture hot quick gains when i see them. got the first, lost out on the second, that happens sometimes too. and now the ark is losing ground to the lucky ones, which makes me double think and itch to get it, but then i remind myself again, jumping the gun almost never works out well. wait until you see the whites of their eyes.
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burros-ark signal: hold (confirm a lot of previous sells, again). el vira and exposure are both in extremely pessimistic territory still, and there is not really any potential good news on the horizon that i can see. i fundamentally believe there is a big **** storm coming, soon, and i want no part of it.
hold. on top of all that, there has been a series of “life coincidences” going on around me and that almost always means big stuff is afoot and i better start listening (see burros-ark stuff below for just one example of seemingly odd life coincidences that make perfect sense).
hold.
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burros-ark stuff: so i see this picture razorcat posted of soap shaped like a pig and as luck would have it, that is a coincidence on several levels, too many levels, too accurate to ignore. the soap itself means little, other than it is a marker that demonstrates alignment, and when things align like that, usually something big is about to happen. so i am out of the market and the system is too, just waiting for the thunder. if you see the lightning flash and hear the thunder at the same time you are in big trouble. please just be a vague far off flash in the sky and then the thunder, a few seconds later, please. make no mistake, it is close.
now about the soap and coincideces. i ordered $78 of it from “bathhouse soapery and caldarium”, because when i got to the total of what i wanted it was $68 plus shipping so might as well just add couple more bars and get free shipping for the same cost.
coincidence 01: the soap that originally caught my eye was the red razorback pig one and i thought “maybe it smells like cherries i would like to smell like cherries i hope it is not cinammon because cinammon makes my peepee hurt in the bath don’t ask how i know that”. as it turns out, it smells like bacon! the only thing i would like to smell like more than cherries is bacon! what a coincidence! i have to get some of that! so i ordered two bars because i am going to shower with one, and every xmas my work has a gag gift exchange where you anonymously give a gift nobody would ever expect or accept, but they have to act all polite when they unwrap it, ahhh good times.
coincidence 02: a long time ago i did a couple months long job at a sawmill in fulton alabama at scotch lumber. i am not going to speak to the quality of the accomadations because they were the best fulton alabama had just up the road, but they were some of the worst i have ever stayed in and i have stayed in many questionable places. we would get only sundays off on a 12 hour rotation the other six days, but on saturday night we would go find a roadhouse dance hall somewhere out in the sticks and live it up. southern girl rock my world. anyways… one sunday we go for a drive, all the way across mississippi, and end up in natchitoches louisiana (pronounced “nak a tish” at least that is the way i remember it, keep in mind it is sunday morning after a saturday night roadhouse adventure). and we end up at a restaurant named “the landing” for sunday brunch. it is all white linen and black wrought iron along a canal. and they had the best eggs benedict in the world. i have never had better eggs benedict, i will never forget them, like a religious experience. it is my second favorite breakfast dish ever behind biscuits and gravy. so it turns out this bathhouse soapery that sells the hogwash is just a few doors down from the landing brunch restaurant in natchitoches. very strange, ears perk and hair stands up on my arms, you have been here before donkey, better listen! it is one of the cues life gives me sometimes when it is time to run.
coincidence 03: i am teaching my son how to shave. i have been for a couple years using razors and handles from “harry’s” and they are high quality and inexpensive, but the shave cream or butter is not cost effective compared to equate orange can aloe vera from walmart which works too. but this bathhouse soapery has a shave mug and boar’s hair brush and shave soap combo. i grew up watching my dad shave with a mug and brush and single blade razor, until my mom kicked him out for cheating, again and again. anyways. so it just seemed fitting i need to get a shave mug and brush and high quality shave soap.
so i orded the bacon flavor bath bars, some other soap bars like rain and hope, and some replacement shave bars that fit the mug. i got “hope” (because the proceeds go directly to charitable organizations in the community they are sold and because in the morning when i wash and scrub in the shower i hope i do some good today and i also hope my fellow human beings also wash and scrub because that would be good), “rain” is supposed to be a clean manly scent and i always wanted to be a clean manly man so maybe this soap will help plus it used to be called mud and minerals and i am very familiar with mud), and i got “tweed” (i’m not so sure about the tweed except it is supposed to be another manly scent, but maybe too fancy for me), and i got “gunpowder and lead” (no explanation needed). so karma and existential warnings caused me to buy $78 dollars worth of spa soap. at minimum i will be smellin good while the world goes to hell. life is strange. there is no doubt in my mind the cosmos is telling me to pay attention or at least buy some soap. roger roger.
