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Plans: wifey, work 8hrs.
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Elmer H. Reimer (1924-1963)
Birth 24 October 1924 in Whitewater, Butler County, Kansas, USA
*US Navy veteran, Joint Intelligence Center, Pacific Ocean Area (JICPOA)
**Naval Intelligence Office, Pearl Harbor, Hawaii.
*Married 23 June 1946
Death 10 October 1963 in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas, USA; complications from M.S.
Anna M. Schmidt (1926-1994)
Birth 20 January 1926 in Lehigh, Marion County, Kansas, USA
Death 23 September 1994 in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas, USA; heart attack.
I honor you this day, and I honor every bit of you that resides in me. I’m grateful for the strong German heritage you’ve provided. I look forward with eager anticipation to the great family reunion on the other side. I offer you my undying love, honor, respect, and gratitude.
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Elder Rune Summons:
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Elder Runes in your way
Advise the mortal man today
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Elder Rune: Inguz: Ing-Fro, the god of Ar; prosperity, abundance, sexuality and fridu, gestation, the womb and the tomb, fertility, fruitfulness, peace and plenty, internal growth, personal development, solitude, well-being, nature wisdom, process/manifestation of creativity; wholesome, healthy sexuality, sacrifice for the positive, potential, completion of one stage and progressing to the next, internal/spiritual growth, enhancing male energy.
*A3R6
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Armanen Rune Summons:
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Armanen Runes in your way
Advise the Spirit man today
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Armanen Rune: Ar:
Havamal 154:
A tenth one I sing, when dangers at sea forces me
To protect my ship from the stormy waves;
The storm I calm down, no matter how billowing the sea,
And I cradle the waves to sleep.
Dangers calmed, protection, challenges eased, comfort/stillness, primal fire, nobles, destruction of physical darkness reborn into spiritual light, confidence, Ing-Frô, the Sun, the path to the Light, will, leadership, all that which is beautiful and Sun-like, change to good, virtues, honor, glory, rewarding work, completion, light, Divine spirit, power contained in light that washes away darkness, wisdom, beauty, virtue, trust, honor, fame, Rune of the initiate, Symbolism of the Lord of the Light-elves that returns home from darkness, Rune of peace and good seasons.
“Respect the primal fire” (List, 56).
*H2R4
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Interpretation: peace and plenty (Inguz) brings dangers calmed (Ar).
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1st check on all fur-kids.
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Outcome: 8hrs of sleep with two wake-ups (Toby out/sinus medication in) (Toby in)
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Morning conversation with wifey.
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Breakfast sandwich + a banana.
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Call into Navient, return call scheduled.
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Toby and I out for a perfektly behaved, late morning, 30min walk.
*cold/windy, partly cloudy, hela-stout north wind.
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Return call from Navient; forbearance for another year.
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Stroganoff casserole from a box.
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Lily has started expressing interest in going outside. I would worry about that because I KNOW how much of a bastard Socks can be. I would be concerned about Lily’s safety. I may have to monitor her like I monitor Essie when she’s outside.
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Call into the VA about Medicare. It seems I’m completely covered thru the VA and don’t really need a Part B.
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Tie-in conversation with my bag-press colleague is always fun. We seem to get along quite well. I don’t think he was aware of an alarm going off on the machine. Generally, when an alarm sounds, there’s a red light flashing on the screen and atop the machine along with the noise. This one was only on the machine’s screen with no audible alarm other than a red light. What I saw freaked me the fuck out. The bag press “current cycle” was at the maximum of 15,000psi, even though the machine wasn’t in idle mode. I honestly feared an explosion when I turned it on, so I recruited help from someone who knows MUCH MORE than I do, but even he was baffled. He restarted the vacuum pump along with everything else, and everything seemed to came back on properly.
*for some reason my entire body started itching; no rash, but UBER itchy.
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Late night trip to Wal-Mart, of all places, for oatmeal soap and a back scrubber.
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A rare, but necessary, bathtub experience.
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Last check on all fur-kids.
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2am, still a bit itchy, but get to sleep with my wife.
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God/dess Meditation: Mano, god of the moon:
Greetings to you, Mano, glorious male aspect of the moon; silver messenger on high. You’re the measurer and teller of time. You’re the counterpart to Sunna, the feminine aspect of the sun. As you fly silently on your way reflect into our souls the glory of the High Ones that we might aspire to the realms of the gods. Bathe our world in soft brightness, and whisper to our souls of joyous realms beyond our knowing. Mano, let us see the goodness within us and without us, all the nights and days of our lives. WE GIVE YOU A MOST HEART-FELT HEIL, MANO, as we honor the Mano that resides in us all!
*source: combination AFA Book of Uncommon Prayers, and C.Reimer/V.Elmersson
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Alaf Sal Fena!