Platform, Perform, Play-forum

I can't say I was sorry to go without my phone for a few months this year, though people who love me and thought I was only missing would rather I keep in touch with them and everyone somehow and all the time. 

They tried to make me promise not to ever go missing again, and I wouldn't do it. Now I'm here with them all the time and can't seem to get away. I'm Always Right on Time, so this must be where I'm meant to be about it. Even writing again and having my blog is feeling great and I'm doing it as a rebel since they wouldn't want me to use any voice to be unhappy if I have to be disgruntled at all or to tell anything bad about them. I'm just typing away while their brains make up the wrong ideas about what I have to say over here. They think they're important. 

My platforms and algorithms have been refining over the last few years, so I see: 

Facebook: fmends, Spiritual Guidance, Stoicism, health, narcissistic abuse recovery, less politics, More Tarot Readings, 

YouTube: Alan Watts, Andrew Huberman, Chris Williamson, Jay Shetty, Robert Green, Robert Moss, hz frequencies and binaural beats, Sam Vaknin, Dr. Ramani, shamanic drumming, guided meditation, 

Pandora not Spotify

Instagram is @TerriContrary, and once upon a time somebody from somewhere thought there must be some reason my whole gram was only salad photos and pointed me over to an Instagram that was only excellent photos of barns. I guess that's because all of mine was photos of salads, but at least they were my photos and my salads. I'm pretty sure now that the barns were CG images. Who does that? 

Would you even know if you were ganged up online by a whole bunch of folks in on it? Barns indeed. 

Historical Romances are easier to handle as far as series go, cause adding paradigms and suspending my disbelief is an area that feels weird to me. I love scifi and fantasy and without it, I'd have never been able to be as present as I am as sensitive and able to dance the line like I do. 

I had a stupid Tiktok and I think my name on there was GonzoShaman, but I don't even remember going back to check if my videos uploaded from when I was feeling like nothing much mattered on a summer's day in Shreveport. 

WhatsApp was fun. It was my go-to while I was on my Indian Adventure. 

Amazon was my go-to as a housewife, and the only thing I want from them right now is a colloidal silver making device. So that's the whole wishlist.

AI-DJ Paradigm

The AI-DJ used to have then randomest music for me on a discovery mix I loved on Amazon. All the songs would be exactly the song I needed to hear and at the most precise time. Even wilder than that was a time I felt like I needed to give some information about someone who'd scared me to the cops. (Going with the flow is an art in survival. I earned my Gonzo status by doing crazy shit.) Anyway, that day my car stereo was playing the Mission Impossible them by Linsey Sterling as I turned on the car. When perfect is perfect. 

My experience with video chats has mostly been therapy sessions. I really didn't get into the Zoom craze around covid. I was a lil more sucked into the side of things where people were going on about life but with a limited amount of contact. It's not that I don't enjoy looking at myself, cause I have a pretty decent collection of selfies that I never shared anywhere. I'm all good with any of them, even the least flattering ones, and I can see a lot in how different my face looks in each one over the past 10 years, ever since I said, "I'm going to be a wise woman when I grow up." Asking for it really is asking for it. 

Meanwhile, I have a webcam and I'd like to continue these kinds of discussion in podcasts and other publishing or sharing into The Collective. So, whatever your platform or play-forum, let me know if you're intrigued enough to interview me or share perspectives with me around my ideas. Blessings and delight I send to you.