Ground Control to Major Tom; We’re Going to the Moon

I am beyond stoked to share this information. According to NASA’s Artemis Plan, NASA will land two humans, one man and one woman on the Moon by 2024. Their mission is to continue exploring the lunar surface, establish sustainable exploration by the end of the decade, and use whatever information they gather for a future trip to Mars.

Can you imagine if their primary objective is to have children on the Moon? What if they’re sending a man and a woman there to start a whole new race? I digress, but shit man, who knows.

Any who, on July 20th of this year it will be exactly 52 years since the United States’ Apollo 11 landed on the Moon. The significance of this event back in 1969 was that Apollo 11 was the first crewed mission. That’s right! The United States is the only country to successfully put humans on the Moon. Between 1969 and 1972 there were six crewed missions to the Moon.

It will amazing to say there was a Moon landing during our lifetime, and for those who were around for the first, you’ll be doubly excited. I’m going to read through The Artemis Plan in its entirety, and I’ll get back to you with all the juicy details.

Traveling The Universe; Is it Possible?

Did you ever consider space travel? The idea of interstellar space traveling doesn’t seem so outrageous or impossible when you’re watching shows or movies where people are doing it.

Like you hop into your car and drive to the food store, you could hop into a mini-craft, and fly into the atmosphere of another planet-right?

The thought crossed my mind recently that maybe traveling throughout the universe is possible, but it’s being kept from us because of a lack of control.

Maybe, until we’re able to be tracked and monitored, that door will stay closed.

Senator Chris Murphy’s Op-Ed Piece Has Some of Us Curious

I would love to know why government officials (Senator Chris Murphy) are so angry and upset that college sports were played during 2020?

Why does it bother you so much-it’s like you’ve taken it personally and made it your mission to come down on and find a reason to reprimand NCAA sports because COVID-19 didn’t bring the college football and basketball seasons to a complete halt. Why?

You’re angry! Why?

(You’ll probably say because you don’t want people getting sick, and you’ll completely ignore your overreach from governing to parenting.)

Has the COVID-19 Power Trip gone so far to your heads that you think you can use it to shutdown anything you want?

And if not you take it personally? Like a personal challenge?


There are bigger issues here; like it’s against the law to force medical care on an American citizens, by law, it’s illegal to force someone to take a vaccine, and still it has been said that if you don’t vaccinate, you might not be able to fly and there could be other travel restrictions enforced. Isn’t that called extortion?

Nooz Now

How you doin’?

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Abraham Lincoln was the 16th President of the United States. He was an Aquarius born on the 12th day of February in 1809. Lincoln was assassinated while in office on April 15, 1865. He was one of the most famous Presidents in American history mostly because of what was going on in the country during his time in office. Lincoln led the nation through a Civil War, and he worked to free slaves with his Emancipation Proclamation. On Friday, February 12 we celebrate the birth and life of Abraham Lincoln.

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President Joe Biden is looking to renew relations with Palestine, which apparently has been in decline over the past four years. It was said, while in office, President Trump cut funding to Palestinians and destroyed decades of peace. In addition, the new US administration plans to take a tougher stance against Isreal in the West Bank on issues concerning settling, building, and expanding.

After Green Bay’s loss to the Tampa Bay Buccaneers in the NFC Championship game, rumors spread about Aaron Rodgers possibly not coming back to Green bay. The 49ers popped up as possibly interested, but Rogers quickly silenced critics on the Pat McAfee Show. “There’s no reason why I wouldn’t return to Green Bay,” he said. This year, Aaron Rodgers threw for 48 touchdowns and led the Pack to a 13-3 record. He also led the NFL in passer rating and completion percentage.

🎬Da 5 Bloods by Spike Lee was named best film of 2020.

🧬Astrazeneca delivering 60% less vaccines then expected to European vaccination centers, while Pfsizer has completely cut its production.

Buccaneers Set To Make History

In NFL news yesterday, The Tampa Bay Buccaneers and the Green Bay Packers took the field in an all-out battle, and it was the Buccaneers who were victorious 31-26. With the win, Tampa Bay earned a trip to the 2021 Super bowl which will be their first appearance since 2002; John Gruden was the Head Coach then.

Here’s the kicker, and no, I’m not talking about Ryan Succop; Tampa Bay won’t have to travel far because..

Super Bowl 55 will be played at Raymond James Stadium in Tampa Bay, Florida, making this year’s Tampa Bay team the first team in NFL history to host a Super Bowl in their home stadium. Kickoff is scheduled for Sunday, February 7th, at 6:30.

And their opponent? It’s the Kansas City Chiefs. Kansas City won yesterday defeating the Buffalo Bills 38-24. This will be the Chiefs third Super Bowl trip in 41 years. In 1970 they beat the Vikings, and in 2020, the 49ers.

Enjoy the game!

Tormenting Beverly, The Conclusion

How much worse could things get for Beverly. The matrix-this electronic prison broke her. It broke her mentally and physically. She was ashamed, embarrassed, and even though she was the victim, she now felt guilty.

That voice-that evil speaker who spoke to her through some type of intercom system gave her a choice, and she chose life. The voice was right, Beverly didn’t walk out of the matrix, she crawled out on her hands and knees. After servicing several strange men at the hole in the wall, the automatic connection to her leash was replaced by a human woman. This woman, who wore business attire, walked Beverly outside of the prison and down a soft dirt path to a bathhouse.

Beverly showered and cleaned herself up. She was given new clothes; a professional business suite and attache case. She tried to fix her hair, but there wasn’t much to work with.

There was an envelope on the ground outside of the bathhouse.

The note inside read:

Beverly, you were wonderful. I would like to thank you for applying to the Executive position at E-Mazing here in Chicago. If you’re still interested in working for our company, we would like to make you an offer and negotiate your contract. The work we do is private, and our clients are wealthy. They prefer to remain out of the public eye. What you experienced is standard for all new hires. Your cooperation and loyalty to our company and the clients we serve is top priority. Behind the bathhouse you’ll see a brick path. Walk that until you come to the gatehouse. There’s a package inside containing all your new employee paperwork and a video copy of your entire experience at E-Maze. Thank you.

“That’s what this was a about,” Beverly muttered to herself.

“A fucking job,” she screamed.

Beverly took her package and exited the compound.

THE END

MLK Jr.

With the attack on history in this country I’m surprised we even recognize Martin Luther King Jr., but you know what, Nooz Buffet will.

King was born on the 15th of January in Atlanta Georgia, and he died on April 4, 1968 in Memphis Tennessee. He was just 39 years old when he was assassinated during his famous “I have A Dream Speech.” Yes, he was a minister, but he was also an activist and remembered most for his leadership during the Civil Rights movement.

MLK believed in equality, and he devoted his life to ensuring black Americans were given the same rights given to all Americans spelled out in the Bill of Rights of the United States Constitution. He was a follower of Mahatma Gandhi, which inspired his belief and use of peaceful protesting and nonviolent resistance.

Today, Monday, January 18th, we remember Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Tormenting Beverly 4

Beverly reached into the second bucket and pulled out a pair of thigh high stockings. Naked and leashed, she sat down on the hard cold floor and pulled her stockings up as high as they could go.

“Very good,” it said.

“There’s nothing else in the bucket,” Beverly yelled.

The static from the intercom system went silent once again, and Beverly knew she was on her own for the time being. She stood up, the room turned from bright yellow back to blue and purple, and a short path revealed itself to her. As she walked forward, the rooms behind her turned dark.

There was no going back.

Beverly reached the end of the path, and darkness filled the space around her. There was a mirror in the room she currently occupied, and as much she didn’t want to, she decided to take a look at herself. Beverly was exhausted. The stress, the worry, the anxiety, the fear; she was completely worn out. The skin under her eyes was a little swollen an puffy-from a lack of sleep she figured. She looked down at her stomach; it was slightly sunken in. Without knowing the time or day, Beverly didn’t know when her last meal was. She was hungry though. Her flat belly was growling. Her lips were dry from dehydration. She was cold, and naked, and she smelled like urine.

Beverly was beautiful, and even through all the ugliness brought on by the kidnapping and this matrix, she was able to find a little joy in her reflection. She was lost in thought and a little delirious-swaying, as she stood looking at herself.

“Do you like what you see Beverly,” it asked.

She did, but this question put Beverly on the spot. She was now at a crossroad, and she knew it was decision time; keep fighting or submit, but how much longer could she go without food or sleep?

Too tired to even talk, Beverly nodded her head in agreement.

“Yes, I do too,” it said laughing. “Good. Good girl. Now, I’m giving you a choice. You can go left, or you can go right, but you will not walk out of here.”

Beverly decided to go left, and the room lit up red. The space around it was dark so she had to cautiously move to the perimeter, and feel her way outside the borders like she had done so many times before. She was like a blind person reaching out and feeling her way to freedom. As Beverly made her way around the red room she felt nothing but walls on the other side.

“There’s nothing left,” she shouted. “That’s not a fucking choice!”

She took a deep breath and walked through the purple and blue room to get to the room on the right side of where she started. The room lit up green. In front of Beverly, hanging down around her knees was clamp, and the clamp was attached to a thick metal chain that went all the way up to the ceiling. There was a piece of paper on the floor.

The Note Read:

I told you you wouldn’t walk out of here, however, I still gave you a choice, and it looks like you’re making the right one. After all, you’re so young. You have your whole life ahead of you. Why would you want to die in place like this? Now, I want you to get on your knees and attach the leash to the clamp.

Beverly dropped to her knees and reached behind herself to attach the leash. When the leash was secure a new path opened. Beverly remained still-still on her knees. She thought about what was written in the letter, she thought about what the voice said, and she considered her new surroundings. It was hard to see what was up ahead from her knees, but she could see herself clearly on the television hanging on the wall in the room. Beverly took another deep breath before leaning forward and letting her palms touch the floor.

The voice came back.

“Awesome,” it said. “I didn’t even have to tell you what to do! Good doggy.”

Beverly ignored the taunting voice and crawled forward on her hands and knees. Humiliation and shame washed over her as she crawled fully exposed through the purple and blue rooms. One after another, television after television; and every once in a while she would look up at the television to see if she was still on the screen. She was.

“You wanted to be a star didn’t you Beverly,” it asked. “Didn’t you want to be on television? Oh, you’re so talented.”

Beverly ignored it and kept crawling. Her knees were sore and her neck was cramping, but she kept crawling, and eventually, she came to a room where she could eat and drink. There were two bowls on the floor; dry cereal in one and water in the other. She drank and ate like a dog, and when she drank too fast the the chain would retract and yank her back. Sometimes the chain would retract for no reason at all and so hard it would pull her hands off the floor.

Not long after eating, Beverly crawled to a room with a small mattress. Her eyes lit up-she was craving sleep. It wasn’t much, but at least she was able to curl up on her side and rest for a while; and she was off the cold hard floor.

When she woke up she had no idea how long she’d been sleeping for. Still curled up on the small dirty mattress, Beverly wiped the tears from her face. She thought maybe she was dreaming-like all this had been a terrible nightmare that she’d awaken from, but it wasn’t. She laid there naked, dehydrated, and smelling like urine. The only thing different was the position of her chain. Instead of it going up to the ceiling, it was now behind her-attached way off in the darkness somewhere. Remembering not to stand, Beverly repositioned herself on all-fours. Forward was the only way to go; she looked at herself on the television screen and began crawling.

She crawled until a wall impeded her progress. The room she just left went dark-there was no going back. It was pitch black all around her. The purple and blue lights faded out until she could barely see the room she was in, but she could hear static coming from the intercom.

“Once again, you have a choice,” it said.

She heard the intercom switch off, and the room went silent. From above, a bright white spotlight accented the wall blocking her way forward. At the height of where her head was, there was a round hole. One round hole. The wall moved forward slowly-closing in on her. When it was several feet from her face it stopped, and in a panic, Beverly jumped to her feet.

“I don’t like this,” she yelled. “Stop this! This is going too far!”

Beverly let out a scream, but it was overpowered by the sound of the chain. The chain was changing positions again-going from behind her to overhead. When it stopped moving it began to retract pulling Beverly up onto her tippy toes. Then it went further until her feet were off the floor. Beverly reached up out of desperation-trying to somehow free herself as her feet swung freely. She was gasping.

The voice was back.

“Bad doggy,” it said while she hung there for a short time.

Beverly was eased back down to the floor, and the chain’s connection slid back behind her. She understood now. Life or death was the choice it was giving her, and choosing life meant she didn’t have much of a choice. She fell to her knees again and placed her hands on the floor. Obediently and seductively, she crawled like a dog-on all fours until the wall was inches from her face.

To Be Continued….

Nooz Now

Wow! Lots going on. I was not in D.C. yesterday so I’m not going to comment about what happened. I would, however, like to make a few points.

🗽Voter fraud was proven in at least five states, and mainstream media recognized that by saying, “There wasn’t enough to tip the scales.” Basically, they downplayed it, but let me say this, there should never be voter fraud or rigged elections. We need more honest people in government. Now!

Second, the system of government in the United States was designed by the people, for the people. Those who are acting in government are public servants. They are elected by the citizens, therefore, it’s absolutely necessary for the people to remind them of that.

The Hill reported Federal Prosecutors brought charges against 55 people following the riot. How many people did Federal Prosecutors bring charges against in the aftermath of the George Floyd incident where we saw looting, rioting, and innocent people getting murdered. That went on for months and months. Were they setting a good example for our children? I guess we only bring the children into it when it’s Trump supporters?

I’ve been telling you lockdowns are unconstitutional. Stay at home orders are unconstitutional. The government cannot force you to close your business, wear a mask, or stay home. So, as soon as the people who are in that situation had enough, you’ll probably see another riot.

People will sit home and complain that a $600.00 stimulus check ain’t enough to live on. Duh. How many times did I tell you COVID will eventually bankrupt and destroy the middle class and the economy. Oh that’s right, but the minute you stand up and protest to go back to work, mainstream media labels you a trouble making Trump supporter.

Can’t we see what’s going on here? How long do we allow this to go on for? Well the people in D.C. yesterday had enough.

Someone left a big flag in the White House that said TREASON! Yup, that’s what happens when you take an oath to defend and protect the Constitution of the United States and then get into office and pretend it doesn’t even exist.

In other news…

💕The Lancaster County Pepperidge Farm plant is giving away free Goldfish crackers.

I haven’t been to Lancaster, Pennsylvania in at least twenty years, but the last time I went I had an amazing time. They have homemade Chicken Pie, Shoo Fly Pie, and pretty much any other kind of pie you can think of. Seriously though, it’s a nice change of pace and a good place to go if you want to relax.

🌞The weather report is saying we’re going to have a high of 41 degrees until at least next Wednesday. 41 degrees in January is absolutely amazing. The sun will be shinning for most of those days as well.

👩‍🦰Tormenting Beverly, the latest short story published right here on Table Seven, is an original work of fiction written by yours truly. It’s about a young woman in her early twenties who is kidnapped and put to sleep. When she wakes up she finds herself in an electronic maze and…well, you’ll have to read and check back if you want to know what happens to Beverly. Part 4 will be up soon.

🧙‍♀️February 2nd, for those who know or are interested in ceremonial magic, is Imbolc-a time for purification and dedication. Imbolc is considered a lesser Sabbat; the solstices and equinoxes are the big four. You should really trace the roots of religion, you’d be surprised how much of what we celebrate today is a spin-off of some old or ancient tradition. The mythology and lore is so rich-I love it.

I wanted to share something special with you. I was reading an article in a Magazine that was talking about the law of attraction and manifestation, and I want to leave you with this; you are in charge of your life. The things you read, the conversations you have, the shows you watch, the company you keep; make sure it’s all good and positive. You’re actively creating the reality you live in, and weather or not you’ve recognized it yet-it’s true. I took a break from astrology, but I was deep ten years ago. I was studying nodal points, and they said the south node is where you start or come from, and the north node is where you’re going or where you should be striving to get to. My north node is in Leo. Anyway, I put astrology away and four or five years later I started to see, in real life, all the the symbolism associated with Leo. I knew I was headed in the right direction.

I hope you all have a wonderful Thursday night!

Tomorrow is Friday!

Tormenting Beverly 3

Pissed off and sad all at once is pretty much how Beverly was feeling. She grabbed the scissor off of the table and began cutting her beautiful black hair.

“Why waste time,” she yelled. “I know what you want me to do!” Clump after clump hit the floor, and when Beverly was finished cutting, she took the scissor and threw it as hard as she could at the floor. She was loosing it, and she didn’t give a shit, unfortunately, a bad haircut was just the beginning.

The green room turned back to that purple and bluish color, and a new path opened before her. Beverly stood looking down the long corridor. There was something off in the distance that caught her attention. Hoping the worst was now behind her, Beverly got a huge burst of energy and sprinted down the hallway. She thought she was sprinting to freedom, but eventually, the path ended. Darkness filled the space around her.

There was a static or something coming from the ceiling. Someone was trying to speak to her, but it wasn’t clear. Remember those old radios where you could turn the knob to your favorite stations, but if the dial was in between two stations, there was that static? Well, that’s what it sounded like at first, but the speaker tuned in.

“Beverly. Well done,” it said.

“What do you want from me,” Beverly yelled out. “Why am I in here?”

“You weren’t given permission to speak,” the speaker replied. “Now, do yourself a favor and close your mouth. I’d keep it closed if I were you.”

Beverly could hear the man laughing before the room went quiet again. The square to her right lit up bright yellow. It was a strange looking room; it couldn’t have been any bigger than a 6×6, but the ceiling was really high-maybe twenty-five feet or so. Beverly stepped into the room, and the space behind her went dark. There’s was no backing out now-no going back. The room was tight, she felt cramped in it.

When she looked up again she saw holes. There were round holes in the walls above her head. Strategically placed, theses holes began ten feet high, and there was one every few feet all the way up to the ceiling.

Beverly didn’t know what to do, there was just enough room for her to stand and so she stood there with her mouth closed. After several minutes a liquid came forth from every hole in the room. She thought it was water.

When she realized it was urine, she put her head down and closed her eyes. She was ashamed, embarrassed, and after several minutes, she was soaked. Finally, the peeing stopped, the room lit up purple and blue, and a new path opened before her.

When she stepped into the new square the voice came back.

“Very good,” it said. “See, I told you to keep your mouth closed. I wouldn’t steer you wrong; you listen well. Now, if you look to your left you’ll see two buckets. One is empty, and the other has something for you to wear. Put everything you have on in the empty bucket. Change for me.”

Beverly did as she was told; her eyes were filled with tears, her makeup was smeared all over her face, and she still had dry blood in her nostrils.

“Accessories first,” the voice said.

Beverly reached into the second bucket and pulled out a doggy collar. She fastened it around her neck and the attached leash dangled down around her feet.

To be continued….