The Second Book of Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly - Chapters 13-24
Noahide Videos Bible
Written Sunday June 19th 2016 CE / 6179 SC. Confessions time. In all of 2015 I did not visit a prostitute at all. This year, once only, I have visited a prostitute. Safe sex was practiced. Now, I also confess that in about 2010, for a brief period, I had unethical sexual behaviour with an underage girl. I will not say who she was because the spirit advised me not to embarrass the girl. I felt up her vagina once, and it is a fact that she enjoyed it, and initiated the experience. I had her consent. No intercourse or oral sex took place – she was still virginal after our encounters. There were a few other incidents with the girl, but not as extreme, and consent was given each time. There has been no other illegal or questionable sexual activity with underage girls since that time. Anyway, I have made further confessions on my Alpine Comics youtube channel if people want to know the gory details of the sins of Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly. I haven't really written anything on my life since about November last year, apart from the last chapter which was just information for the most part on genealogy. What can I say? Mostly about business as usual. The same old same old. I went to my sisters for meals once or twice or so, and apart from that, not much activity. I've been to Mental Health group activities far less often this year, mostly staying home and doing my videos for my youtube accounts, and writing my stories. Not much else. I've seen my friend Justin Angold a few times, but in the last month he hasn't really been around. Rob Preston has shown up a bit, and we continue to chat and be friends. I ran into an old United Pentecostal Church Christian friend of mine the other day, Ray Ceely, who follows father and son doctrine of the new testament in relation to the doctrine of the nature of God, a doctrine I held to in the latter time of my christian faith. He still goes to UPC about once a week, and sees Paul Saberton, another Father and Son pentecostal, who lives in Spence in Belconnen in Canberra, and suffers from MS. Ray seemed in good health and spirit, and it was good to chat with him and catch up, albeit briefly. My uncle Gerald is coming to visit us here in Canberra and stay with us a while later on in the year. Uncle Gerald (Baker) lives in Cottingham in Yorkshire in England, just outside of Hull were I was born. He's my mother's older brother. He's a very faithful catholic man, like dad was and mum is, and he's a kind and considerate fellow, but mum said he can be strict. Next year mum and Brigid are planning another trip to the UK – they've been on a few in recent years – and I'll be on my own yet again for a while. I've barely been out of Tuggeranong this year, and might have been to Civic once or twice, if that. I live online for the most part, and nothing much is happening in terms of Karaite Noahide activity online, and never really is, but there have been a few people who have joined my Karaite Noahide facebook groups from their own choice, rather than being added into the group (an option with facebook groups) which accounts for about 99% of the group. I have prayed over the group, though, that those who are in the group will take an interest in Karaite Noahide faith, and I use scripture chapters when I pray about the issue. God teaches me that he doesn't want to teach me the truth about world to come issues, and bullshits me about it when I press him because of it. He just won't confess any facts on that issue either way, but I think he seems to be leaning me towards it just being a heavenly afterlife. I'm very annoyed at his inconsistency, but what can I do huh? Just the way it goes. There has since November last year continued to be a lot of prayer prayed by myself, and that will continue, I would imagine, into the foreseeable future. I continue to collect my comics, but now only collect DC comics, because I am having to make budget changes to afford my tobacco, which has caused some financial concerns. But the issues should be hopefully resolved soon enough. There is no romance happening in my life. There was a Noahide girl online who I had a bit of interest in, Daniela Shmulevich from Finland, but I got up the courage to ask her about her love life, and she said there were no Noahides in Finland that she could date, and so she was with a Christian guy. I let the issue drop after that, and had been subtle about my interest. I've prayed a lot that God would marry me to Taylor Swift – yes, I know. Keep on dreaming Daniel. But I fancy the girl, like Katy Perry, and they are the subject of ongoing stories in the Angels Saga with the main character based on myself. I don't buy as many books as I used to any more, nor CDs, which come in more slowly now, but I do continue buying a lot of comics. For the most part it continues to be a quiet life here at 29 Merriman Crescent in Macarthur, which I've said before, and nothing appears as if it will change much for the time being. But what the future holds, God only knows. I continue to remain content enough and happy enough with my life when all things are considered, but there are things I would like to be happening in my life if they could. But no yet, that is all I get from God. He's getting around to answering my prayers eventually he tells me. I guess I just have to make do for the time being. So for the time being life goes on much as usual, and that's the way it is.
Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia, June 2016
Chapter Fourteen
Written Saturday 2nd of July 2016 / 6179 SC. Here we go again. The election in Australia is today, and I voted yesterday, as I had no easy way to get to voting today. I voted for the Bullet Train Party in the House of Representatives and the Sustainable Australia Party in the Senate as my first choices. There was no Palmer United Party this time, so I couldn't vote for them. It could be very close, the ultimate result of this election, as polls have them neck and neck, or the liberals with a slight lead. But with the swinging voters, the Medicare scare from Labour might just get them home. Time will tell soon enough. I had my injection yesterday, to keep my schizophrenia under control, and went to the Friday afternoon group for Mental Health in Tuggeranong again. My life is mostly consistent enough these days, if nothing out of the ordinary. I don't exactly reach dizzying heights with amazing experiences, and a wealth of friendships. Quiet, conservative, and it just seems to be the way it is, whether I like it or not. Comics, my writings and videos, and generally TV and music remain the biggest things. I have a new youtube page for my Alpine Comics project, and I'm starting to comic reviews for it. I'll probably keep at that for quite some time. There is still nothing happening on the romance front, and hasn't been for ages. I don't anticipate anything anytime soon either. Just more of the same. I'm still praying a lot, and that keeps me going. A good nightly meal is often one of the real hilights of the day, and I look forward to what mum cooks up for me each night. I had an omelette last night, but she's shopping today, so there will be some yummy food in the house for the next few days, before we gobble it all up, and get back to standard fare for the rest of the week till the next shop. Mum calls the luxuries we eat comfort food, and I guess she is probably right in the end. I had a blood sugar test done by mum for me the other day, and I had a reading of 5.8 which is very acceptable. I had blood tests done a few months back, actually, and everything is under control, except I was a little low on Vitamin D, which means I need a little more sun. I'm doing tighter budgeting now, and am doing a 4 week budget, where I spread the cost of the monthly bills over each fortnight, instead of paying for them once a month, which has usually led to financial difficulties a bit, because the bills tend to all come at once, and sometimes I've spent way too much on ebay to really afford my regular bills and standard comic standing order from Impact Comics in Civic. But it's all carefully budgeted now, and I seem to be finally sticking with it and more properly living within my means. I haven't seen my friend Justin Angold for a while, and its been a few weeks now since I've caught up with Rob Preston, but I assume he will probably show his head soon enough as he usually does. I've still got a crush on Taylor Swift and Katy Perry, but reality says I'm not going to be famous anytime soon, so keep on dreaming Daniel. I've written a few more early parts of new 'Morning Stars' projects over the last few weeks, and hope to get the first chapter of all initial 70 Morning Stars titles done by the end of my earthly sojourn as a minimum. Hopefully I'll do all 140 and get all the Female Seraphim covered as well. I try to make sure I have a decent idea for each different Morning Stars title, and that each offers something unique and enjoyable and entertaining in terms of readability. The spirit commented to me that my Morning Stars titles should probably have something a bit special about them, which stands them out from the rest of the titles in the Angels Saga. Morning Stars was the book which started it all, and each of them probably needs to be special. I do my best. My brother Greg has settled in back in his home in Forrestfield in Perth, and has also settled in to his aged care work now. He's a carer who visits the elderly in their own homes, and we had a lot of them for dad in his old age. Christie, Greg's wife, still works at Medicare, so I feel their job now, with James their son in year 3, is to work steadily for a decade, raise James, get a lot of the house paid off, and just get on with things. The same should really be true for my sisters and their home loans. Get stuck into work, and just keep at it. I wish them all well. I don't really believe in any world to come on Earth anymore – just a heavenly reality after death. That's the end of the issue for the most part now. I'm still content. I'm still happy enough with my life. I'd like it better, but God tells me I have to continue to work for that, and just keep on plugging away with what I'm doing in reality to make things work out in the long term. Time and patience – patience and time. I don't really have many other realistic options apart from that. Just keep at it really. I really need to get out on a holiday one of these days, or go to a concert or something, so that I can have some experience to write about in this autobiography/journal. But I'm not always that motivated, and probably like the comfort of home too much. But as time passes, and I get older and more established in my Karaite Noahide faith, God tells me more blessing will gradually come, and that I have to earn these things from life also. As I said, time and patience, patience and time. But mostly, yeh, life's good. Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Fifteen
Written Sunday 21st of August 2016 / 6179 SC. When God or the Holy Spirit has outstayed his welcome, and continues to talk with you using your voice, day after day, week after week, year after year, boy it pisses me of. I have told God many times to fuck off and leave me alone, but he continues to hang around and bother me. I don't get very much peace of mind because he controls my voicebox and talks to me all day long. He also has voices in the distance who speak to me, and criticize me and comment on my life. It is both frustrating and annoying and I can't get on with a real life because spiritual things won't take the hint and fuck right off. Dear God, this is a message to you. I have read your Tanakh in full and listened to it on youtube. I have taken note that you like to present yourself as a moral God who judges people for their wicked and evil behaviours and tries to preserve law and order in the world, thus doing the things mankind judges you are responsible for doing. It is point taken that you have acted responsibly enough and have earned the name you are trying to earn. I have assessed your laws and your morals and find them redundant. It is morality which has a life code associated with it which, while it can still be applied in this current era and lived by, I find too restrictive and not in harmony with the greater truths of existence of my personal self and being. It appears you have a morality code which you think the creation should function by, which comes from your inner heart of love and concern and sense of propriety. You like to care and show yourself a heartfelt and feeling person. Life is simply not like that for many of us, though. I, personally, could not give much of a shit if you are a great god of loving conern to the jewish people. That emotional stuff is mostly a pile of shit to Daniel Daly. Having said that, the violence and evil of Satan is also equally a pile of shit, and just as much non-attractive. My personal preference is for calm and non-aggressive people, who will not attempt to rip me off and steal things from me, nor attempt to sexually molest me or bully me. Further, they would not try to rule over me and tell me what to do from their own elitist mindset of authoritarianism, which is exactly what you are trying to do in my life. I find it distasteful, discourteous, arrogant, rude and wrong. And it really fucking sucks. In terms of an emotional connection with a woman, I don't want a woman who loves me. Love sucks. I would like a woman who likes me somewhat, and has a sense of loyalty to me, because she relates to me, and appreciates that I would not hurt her, judge her, and be faithful and kind to her eternally. Also, because we have common interests, can like comics and music and modern pop culture, although she doesn't have to like all the things I like, and because we are compatible and can laugh at things and have intelligent and sarcastic conversation. Girls like Katy Perry and Taylor Swift – although awfully expensive and way beyond my league – seem ideal. I would appreciate some effort from yourself, if you are willing and happy to do it, to promote my noahide books and noahide videos culture to a significant enough degree to earn the fame and fortune to put me into the same 'Scene' for want of a better word as Katy Perry and Taylor Swift. Loving them is not difficult. I find them awesome girls, and would thus like an opportunity to meet them, get to know them, and have a family with both of them if possible. I am not looking for a weird menage a trois, though. I am a conservative catholic old gentleman about those ideas, but I do like old testament biblical ideas about more than one wife, personally. That works for Daniel Daly. Now, I don't object to you sending in a theophany to chat with me, and he can become friends with me also if he chooses to. I HATE the personal presence of you speaking with my voice – it fucking sucks, and I detest it. But a personal theophany of yourself who hangs around from time to time, and can take a hint to fuck off if I need a break, well that is generally ok. And, in fact, that has always probably been ok. I don't mind friends. OK, God. Well that is a message to you Ehyeh Asher Ehyeh. Now, people, what have I been doing in my life in the last while? Pretty much the same old same old. Life, at home, writing in the Angels Saga, listening to music, watching TV, and enjoying the current Olympics, and listening to the bible on youtube. It is ok, the bible. The morality is strict, but it will do. It creates a system of life to manage your time with, and while too restrictive for me, I can see the benefits in many of the laws and protocols and procedures it expects. Robert Preston came around the other day, and we chatted, and had a few smokes. It was a good enough time. I went to group last week, and had a chat with my doctor. And I had an NDIS lady come and visit me and help me establish my NDIS plan. All that is now under control and life will continue much the same as it has done these past years. Well, that will do for this entry. The letter to God – Please take it seriously Jehovah – and I guess I will leave it at that. For now, cheers to all and sundry, and good luck Team GB in the final days of 2016 Rio. Bye.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Sixteen
Written Wednesday 31st of August 2016 / 6179 SC. Well, its been an active enough ten days since my last entry. I had my injection again, and my nurse, Margaret, weighed me, and I'd lost about a kilo since the last weigh in. I've been on a diet for a few weeks, and I no longer have much at all in the way of 'Sugary Sweet Extras' in my diet. One packet of biscuits is all I am allowed each week – no more ice cream, or crème vanilla cups, or much chocolates or meringues or apricot delight or the other sugary extras mum bought for us a bit each week. The weight is now finally going down, and one thing I have noticed is that I finally have the discipline to stick with this diet permanently. It's finally there. I look forward already to my next weigh-in. I did have a burger from Red Rooster that day, so didn't get my pack of bickies for the week, which mum agreed on, but she did allow me 2 Kingston bikkies, which was tolerated. I long to be slimmer as I was in younger years, so maybe one day I will actually get married – fingers crossed. I had a tooth removed last Thursday at the local dentist here at the Chisholm shops, behind the shops next to Aldi supermarket. The night before I had a terrible toothache as well as bellyache, and I'd told God that the pain I was enduring had been a little too much for me to bear at times. It was beyond my limit, the double affect, and boy was I crook. It was frikking horrible. I don't like pain very much, you know. Who does? I was due another appointment the following week to get a bottom molar also removed, which had been a bit painful, but the top one had been the main problem, and it had been pressuring the bottom one, and when the top one was removed the bottom one since then has not caused any more problems. I'll leave my teeth be for the time being. I had a mail slip from Australia post delivered to my mail box and I had to get over to Narrabundah in south Canberra to get the damn item. That is half way across town. My sister agreed to take me to the post office to get it, and it was open on Saturday, so we went on Saturday to get it. I had assumed it was some of the comics I had ordered from eBay, but after all the fuss it was just a damn little cheap keyring I'd ordered on eBay. Mum commented about all the fuss for not much at all. It was a little bit of life's ironies I felt. The drive out there wasn't really wasted, though, as I got brekkie from my sister Brigid, and she had arranged with me for her to do some time at her work for Defence in the Russell Offices. She left me in the car, and I used her mobile phone internet a bit, and prayed a bit, but I had to go to the toilet, so I rang mum who rang Brigid (as her work phone number wasn't on her mobile – she obviously doesn't need to ring herself at work) and she came and got me and I did my business in a toilet in side the Russell Offices in Defence. It was a tiny locker room, and a very claustrophobic sort of space. I sat in the foyer and waited for my sister, and she took about another 45 mintues. I read a newspaper, and had fantasies about defense and stuff. I smelt a bit of the spirit of Australia in those offices, and the place was called Safebase Charlie. In the last few days I've felt a lot better since recovering from the horrible night of my toothace, and I am now back to full strength. But it was a bloody awful experience. I've just gotten my youtube noahide videos account today up to 300 videos, and I now have 26 subscribers to the account. Usually I get one or two subscribers a month, and this has been consistent, so in time, potentially, I could actually build an audience for all of my work. Fingers crossed. I am mostly now working on the 'Rebirth' series in the Angels saga. The sequel to the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny in the Angels saga is the Transformed series, and I haven't written any more on that for a while, but I am mostly working on the sequel to Transformed which is, as I said, the Rebirth era in the Angels Saga. Volume one is called 'Avalon Daly' and the ideas are coming along consistently enough. Team GB ultimately got 27 Gold Medal's at the Rio Olympics, just 2 behind their London effort, and they actually finished second on the medals table behind the USA, beating China for the first time. This was an extraordinary effort for Team GB. I support Team GB wholeheartedly at the Summer Olympics, as I was born in England, and have always been patriotic towards English sports. But I support Australia at the Winter Olympics, apart from the event of the Long Jump, where Eddie the Eagle and Great Britain will always have my heart. But in the rest of the events, GO AUSTRALIA!!! I've never really been an 'Aussie' but I am an Australian, and a proud 'Territorian' of the Australian Capital Territory. Canberra suits me extraordinarily well, and I really like the city. I watched a bit of the Olympics on TV – Channel 7 covered it this time – and Australia did moderatly ok, 8 Gold medals in the end I think, but that is a par enough score as far as I am concerned. I remember the 1984 olympics in LA were Australia only got 3 gold medals, so 8 is still a great effort in my book. The footie finals are just about upon us and both Hawthorn in the AFL and Bulldogs in the NRL are in with a shot at making it this year. Not sure if the Bulldogs will get it, but Hawthorn is still a realistic chance, especially as the finished on the same points as the number one team, but were slightly behind on percentages. Anyway, still single – no change yet, and I'm not planning on there being any yet either. I am committed to living with my mother until her passing, so marrying at this stage is not even that realistic very much anyway. Apart from all that, its been the standard stuff of writing, video making, internetting, music and TV and food. And a lot of sleep. That's life. Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Seventeen
Written Wednesday 14th of September 2016/6179 SC. It has been a regular enough fortnight since my last entry. I have been doing writing, haven't gone out much, got my new arrival of comics, and been living a quiet life. I've produced videos, and have now just about completed the work on the Advancing Noah Movement. I'd like to make a judgment here: Autobiography 1 of myself is official doctrine for the ANM, and Autobiography 2 is also official doctrine for the ANM, up to and including this chapter. Of course, it is also my personal domain of information as well, naturally. This chapter is also official doctrine for the Canberra Noahides – Biblical Noahides movement, which is initially being formed as a spirituality but may possibly progress into full religious status. Canberra Noahides was my first idea for a Noahide movement back in 1999, while living in Greenhaven court in Hughes in the Woden District, just after I first entered Noahide faith. Some of the AOFs of ANM were judged as insufficient in doctrine, so I have removed them from ANM and put them into the Canberra Noahides movement. Canberra Noahides is a separate religion/Spirituality from the Advancing Noah Movement, yet where one ends, the other begins and where one begins, the other ends. They are linked, and one with each other in many ways, but separate from each other in many ways. Perhaps they are like a husband and wife, one flesh, but two distinct people. And perhaps there may end up family of them. They are Magogite religion, which as you can see further back in this autobiographical information is where I claim my descent, but it is available for all the Noahide Nations to study, as well as the Gentile Abrahamide, Israelide and Davidide Gentile nations to check doctrinal things on, hopefully with a bit of courtesy. I haven't really been sick at all in the last 2 weeks, which has been a relief from the bloody horrible tooth problem I had not long ago. I have recovered now, but it did knock me about a fair bit that incident. Thank God I'm better now. I think I probably have genuinely decided to follow through with Karaite Faith as being the spiritual truths I recognize and take the plain meaning from well enough, the scriptures naturally being interpreted in context of their immediate surrounds, and the context of the Tanakh as a whole, as well as pertinent archaeological information, traditional dictionary meanings of the Hebrew and Aramaic words preserved in the culture, and anything of genuine historical value which has remained from that time which can inform us on the nature of factors relevant to the Tanakh. I don't ignore ancient works of other cultures – not at all. And I don't dismiss Babylonian flood legends just for the sake of deferring to the Bible. I acknowledge them, but I genuinely think they got their traditions from history itself, which the bible more truthfully records, and not the bible borrowing from Babylon, which is a common view out there. Secularists like to dismiss the whole bible and call it a contraption – I don't really agree with that. There is far more truth, I think, than they are really prepared to acknowledge. Oh, by the way, these Autobiographies are not just my history, but also my journal and thoughts and source of ideas and other things relevant to me. It is not just what I have gone through. I had a dream last night. Odette Wells was in it, and I cracked on to her, and she liked me a bit, and told her girlfriends about it. My sister Brigid had a party for her friends, and had fried chicken, but I had to eat the regular household food – and this part was at 6 Bradley street in Cooma. And I was hanging with this posh girl in Perth, and went to her families house, and her dad gave me a lecture. It was a very weird dream, but I have had a shitload of weird dreams over the years. One day I might write all about them. Perhaps do novels or movies on them. The Bulldogs are out of the NRL finals, but Hawthorn are still in the AFL finals. Go the Hawks! Hull City Tigers are doing ok at the moment in Premiere league, and are currently in the top half of the ladder. We'll see how the season pans out. DJ Xadd was the music for the ANM, and now it is DJ Xaddadaxx being the music for the Canberra Noahides. I have separate playlists for them on my Noahide Videos channel. Anyway, on romance yet, but I am still hoping to marry Taylor Swift and Katy Perry, so I will let you know how that eventuates. I know, I know – keep on dreaming Daniel san. I hear Monkey mocking me with those words already. Dinner last night was a chicken stew, but both me and mum admitted it was a bit bland. Mum usually makes quite tasty dinners, but sometimes they are a little under par. Just how they sort of come out. She has a fair bit of variety in the dinners she prepares, and I am eternally and very grateful to her for all the hard work she has done for me over the years. Thanks mum. I tidied up my room a bit yesterday, and adjusted some things which had been a bit awkward for a while, and now it is looking better. I am not the tidies of people most of the time, but some times I give a damn. I got an additional payment last week from the NDIS scheme – a Taxi allowance, and seeing as I in fact use the taxi once per fortnight to go down the street, this allowance is in fact quite justified. I have suggested that I may wish to visit the board games club in Deakin perhaps, so we will see how that goes, but I have a genuine use for the taxi allowance on a regular basis regardless, and am appreciative of having it. Anyway, that will do for now. Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Eighteen
Written Sunday 13th of November 2016 CE / Sunday 13th of November 6179 SC. Two months since my last entry, not much change in life. Quiet. Business as usual. I have attended group activities a little, went swimming, attended a Friday lunch group, and had my injection. Apart from that quiet times at home. Was quite sick recently, bad stomach ache, and felt like I'd had enough of pain for life. Can't change that can we? Pain is part of the package. Have learned to be more careful with what I eat and not to overeat to much. It was a spicy pizza which caused the problems, with anchovies. Way too much for my gut. Mostly internetting is my life these days. People come and go on facebook, and I don't have many friends who seem to last with conversations on an ongoing basis. There are a few I get in contact with occasionally, but we tend to drift apart after a while. I probably should make more of an effort, but I sort of think if they aren't terribly interested in me best to let things be for the most part. I run a number of facebook groups, including some DC Comics ones which have a bit of a fanbase, and some comments from a regular. One of them gets new member requests nearly every day, and will possibly grow quite large in time, the current popularity of DC being the main reason I think. A cousin of mum's daughter, Marie Gordon, came and visited us this month. I only said hello, and we are friends on facebook, but there is a bit of family here in Australia. We don't see them very much, and the offspring of our Daly uncles and aunts don't contact us at all hardly, apart from a recent contact of a Kevin Daly, who is the grandson of uncle Vincent, my father's brother. He lives in California, but he was over here a few months back, though I didn't get an opportunity to meet him. There is an occasional email from him, but not much other contact. I think my sister Brigid chats with him a little bit. I've continued working on creating videos for youtube, and October was an extremely busy month for that activity, but November has been quiet so far. I think I'm recharging somewhat, which I like to tell myself from time to time. I still watch a bit of TV, mostly at nights on my own when I watch on my own, otherwise I just watch what mum is watching, which is usually a lot of English TV, though we watch a lot of the quiz game shows together. I don't have the patience anymore to sit through an entire movie in one sitting – I need to watch it piecemeal, its the only way I get through them. Mostly its music now which is my main form of entertainment, and an occasional comic. I hardly read any books at all these days, unlike when I was young, and the bible reading has dropped down quite a lot in recent weeks, although there was a time a few months back when I would listen to books of the bible on youtube for many days in a row. It was pretty concentrated for a brief period. Music videos on youtube is one of my main pastimes as well, and it is mostly music which is getting me through this life in reality. I tend to collect the full collections of my favourite musical artists, and usually follow them throughout their careers. I mostly like the quite popular acts from very commercial artists in pop, rock and metal. I have owned a fair few albums from minor artists over the years, I am not unknown to try something out, but I usually like the critically acclaimed popular music, simply because I do find it is usually popular because its the best stuff. I go for quality in my musical tastes usually. I have now canceled my comics standing order from Impact comics, and will instead by future issues of the ones I am collecting slowly as back issues, likely mostly on ebay. I'll just chip away at it now, as I mostly want to have my income free to spend on whatever I might want each week. I have recently arranged my allowance to be paid weekly instead of fortnightly, so it comes in separate payments. The two payments differ in amount by about $80, and I also now get an NDIS taxi allowance as I do use the taxis very regularly. I sleep very irregular hours, so it is just not realistic anymore to expect myself to return to a regular hours job again. I don't think I could really manage it now. I sleep all over the clock, and its just too difficult to get sleeping patterns aligned to sleeping at night consistently. Really, the videos and stories I write and religious doctrine I write is my job now. Just the way it is. Not really any money in it, but it keeps me busy enough, so it is the calling for life now. I don't expect it to change now – just the way it really is. I have been thinking about maybe going on a holiday, and mum has suggested it, but I probably won't. Not anytime soon. I am too fat in reality to be able to get around terribly much – my medication sedates me quite a bit, and so I don't have the energy to be as active as I used to be, and don't burn as many calories because of it. It is the reality for schizophrenic medication for many of us who suffer. Very common for mental health patients on meds to be fat – most of the males in my mental health group carry substantial girths. The plan, now, is that when my mother passes one day in the future (ok, when she dies), that my sister will sell her house and buy this house here at 29 Merriman crescent, paying out a quarter share to me, my brother Gregory and my sister Jacinta, and I will be given some of the back yard where I will have built a granny flat, as they call them, which I jokingly call my 'Danny Flat'. It can be up to 90 square meters in area, so that is about three quarters the size of this house (a 3 bedder) and will almost be a townhouse in size. It will be big enough for me, though, and if I am lucky enough to meet a girl it could theoretically house a small family. Time will tell on that, but I still think maybe one day. I think God might be looking for me to have home security before he gives me a family – he's suggest this might be the case a number of times. So perhaps not yet in the life of Daniel Daly, but one day. Anyway, life is still good enough, and I am still happy enough with it. Cheers for now.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Nineteen
Written Tuesday February 14th 6180sc/2017ce. In the mid 1980s the family had a family trip to Victoria. I've spoken a little about this before. We had a caravan attached to the back of the car, which was put up and folded down when driving. I remember long straight roads in Victoria which went on forever. We stayed at a placed called Creswick for a while. It was quite green at the time, and there was probably a lot of rain. We went to a dinosaur park, which had a flying fox. My sister Brigid hurt her leg around this time, and it had a big hole in it. We went to Bendio and Ballarat, and near them we visited a cousin of mothers. Her husband was in the army, and I remember playing on their dartboard. At Bendigo we went to a railway museum, and either Bendigo or Ballarat had the old curiousity shop which I wanted to go to. There was a tower in a park in Bendigo which we climbed, and got a good view, but I didn't like the heights very much. At Ballarat we visited Sovereign Hill, wich had an old town style recreation park, which was were I bought a printing of an old newspaper which I gave to dad. My brother Matthew bought a medallion from the place, which I own now, as Matt died a few years back. I actually looked up its value online long ago, and it was the first in a series. It's worth a few bucks. There was an old style bowling alley, and I paid ten cents from memory to have a go. If you knocked down certain arrangements of pins you got money rewards. There was a lollie store, where I seem to remember them making licorice. Of course Sovereign Hill is where they found gold in gold rush times, and you could pan for gold, but had to pay for any gold you found, ironically. We went through Melbourne, and between Melbourne and Sale, were we stayed, the car got a flat tyre on the highway and dad had to change it. We stayed at Sale caravan park for a while, and we rented a TV there. I don't remember much else, apart from visiting a winery I think, and seeing huge casks. It was a great holiday, and I enjoyed it heaps. Anyway, since my last entry not much has happened. Been at home most of the time doing videos. Got my injection recently, but I haven't been going to group at all. I've already mentioned in a video my uncle returned home to the UK at the end of January. The trip we had before he left to Mt Stromlo was very interesting. I recall it was a hot day, and this summer has been the hottest ever in Australia. I had a brief look around a small museum there, and when we left we went past the residences of astronomers who worked there. It's a large astronomical observatory, west of Weston Creek. There were great views all around the region, and its one of those great places to go for a cafe trip, like the Arboretum and Tesltra Tower, which are not far from Mt Stromlo, both with great views. Canberra has a number of quite good places to go out for a bite for a weekend day trip especially. I remember buying some carrot cake from the cafe at Mt Stromlo, and taking it home in a little box. Since then I've been mostly at home, apart from going down in the taxi a few times to the BP to buy ciggies and stuff. I started buying TV week for mum for a bit, and she likes using its TV guide. I bought another copy of 'The Hobbit' recently on ebay. It's a third printing of a much latter impression from 1972. Haven't had any visitors for a while. Most of my life is online these days, as people might know from past entries. Mum bought a new large fan for the summer heat, and it works well enough. But you have to have it blowing on you, as it doesn't really cool the room like coolers or air conditioners do. The last few days have seen the long heatwave finally die down, and it has been extremely welcome relief. It was not a pleasant summer, and I look forward to the cooler autumn weather. I follow the Hull City Tigers, who are in Premiere League again this season, and they got a new coach recently and are finally starting to win their home games. At this stage they might just stay up for next season, and not get relegated. Fingers crossed. Got some more comics online, and have been buying some nice stamps on ebay. I've been adding them to the collection I inherited from my brother. My brother Greg is studying again, computer programming this time. Mum helped him afford it. It's actually his birthday today, so I might speak to him on the phone tonight. Him and Christie have only one kid, James, and he turns 41 today, and she's 40, so its looking less likely now they'll have another kid. They were talking about an investment property, and considering places like Queanbeyan and Cooma. I did a bit of an annual call up of old friends in early February, and had a few chats. Old church friends now I'm starting to let go of somewhat, as time has passed, and lives have moved on. Things are slowly happening in Karaite Noahide faith, and there are a couple of new people I talk to online who sort of identity as Karaite Noahides. God tells me he answers my prayers, so maybe one day there will be a few more of us. I've still got crushes on Taylor Swift and Katy Perry, and Katy's new song, chained to the rhythm, I've been enjoying on youtube. Nothing terribly much going on at the moment, all things considered, but its sort of a deliberate choice of mine not to worry too much about that yet, as I have work to do on my religious things, and I just want to continue with that for the time being. I'll get out and do something with the world again soon enough I would imagine, but for the time being its videos for the most part, a few new stories in the Angels saga, and my music, comics and a bit of TV. Life is still ok, and thats about it. All the best to everyone . Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Twenty
NOTE: This was initially going to be in the third autobiography, but I have put it back to the second one now on the 6th of May 6180 SC. Written Thursday 13thof April 6180 SC. Hey there. Starting all over again in some ways, here we go again with the third of my Autobiographies, generally to be consistent with the two prior. Those 2 were and are part of the ANM Canon, while this third one is part of the CBN Canon. So that is settled. I have recently completed the ANM Canon, today actually with finalizing things, though there might be a few more things which need to be done with the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny, some loose ends, and maybe a few tales to properly explain things. But it is most likely about 99% complete, so the ANM Canon is just about home, but there are still a few issues to resolve. There will likely be accompaniment canon from CBN also known as the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny, as well as the Transformed and Rebirth sagas, which are now part of CBN. I had started work on some Morning Stars ideas, but they have now been placed into Morning Stars itself, and with Evening Stars and a few of the short stories in Anthology, which technically were out of chronological order, which were placed into Morning Stars, over 100,000 words now fill that novel, and it is finally complete after all these years. I doubt very much I'll add any more to it (But I'm not absolutely certain I won't wand some amendments one day). Usually its a tinkering job to make things work well for the story plot, and seek out making the whole saga consistent with itself, which takes work. ANM Videos are complete. Nothing more really need be done on them. I am happy with the Rainbow Bibles, and see no need to change them now. They should do. Each of the ANM AOF Rainbow Bibles works in harmony with the central ANM Rainbow Bible, which supports each of the Seven Divine Fellowships and the Assemblies of Faith. Well, that's my work. Today I want to a barbecue for mental health at the Lake Tuggeranong picnic area, near the Skate Park and Tuggeranong Pool. There were some attractive ladies there, but I didn't bother talking to them, too shy really, and with my weight I don't really want to bother trying chasing a lady, not until I at least own my own place one day. The single life for me, these days, and that's just the way it is. I talked with Marcus Chuan Chi Chin today at the barbecue, and he had his polaroid camera with him. They are the cameras which take a picture instantly, which comes out of the camera, and develops over an hour. He took a photo of me and gave it to me, and I uploaded it to Facebook, and gave it to mum after that. Marcus is a good friend and we chatted for a while. I also chatted with Sean and Brett and Steve, and then we went to the Mental Health clinic, were I got my monthly injection, and then went home. This evening mum went to Mass at the local Catholic Church for the Holy Thursday Mass. We chatted about how they no longer insist the washing of the feet is for 12 males only, as they do whoever now. I have been listening to the Bible on Youtube in recent times. It's a little bit easier than reading it yourself, and I continue to grow and develop in my faith, walking with God. I received two new CDs in the mail today which I had purchased on eBay, 'No Place in Heaven' by Mika, and the first album by Kirsty Lee Akers, an Australian country singer. My CD collection is growing again, and I have a lot of good music to choose from these days, though much of my music listening is on youtube. The plan is still to visit and stay with my brother in a few weeks, when mum goes to England for a holiday. I like Perth, and am looking forward to the holiday. I am still concentrating on making sure I stick to my weekly budget to pay my bills properly, and things are working out on it well these days. I give my brother Greg $10 every week, and have done so for a little while now, which I pay him for a bank deposit from my bank account. He buys a comic every few months from that money for his family, which I asked him to do, and its my way of supporting Greg and Christie and James, giving that little tiny break from the hard money earning of working a regular job. I am still praying, and will continue on doing so, and I still want to marry one day, but time will tell on whether that will happen or not. I am getting older now, though. My comic collection is still continuing to grow, and in the end I would have bought thousands of comics over life by the time I get to the end of it all. I have beliefs that what we acquire in life we acquire in life for eternity, so I am hoping all my past possessions, which were sacrificed to my heavenly ownership many many times, are all waiting for me. Eternity should be very entertaining should it all be there for me when I reach the next life. Here's hoping. Life goes on. I am content enough with it, and intend to walk in life the whole way through, as I enjoy it well enough, and just wouldn't quit on it anyway. My father Cyril lived to 84, and I take him as a sign of strength in the family that we persevere and don't quit and take an easy option to get out of our life circumstances. Even it its hard you endure, and whatever will be will be. Anyway, I have said enough. Life is good enough here at 29 Merriman Crescent in Macarthur at the moment. Take care everyone. Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Twenty-One
Written Friday 12th of May 2017 / 12th of May 6180 SC. Greetings and salutations. Another day, another 2 cents. Hah. Serioiusly, 2 cents for my last month in monetization on youtube. Very dry period. Not much happening. I spent some time yesterday and today doing promos for Noahide Books and Noahide Videos Bible, and hopefully it will pay off. Usual stuff of ads on Facebook and Twitter and Youtube. Gradually it builds. The good lord has told me once I have a solid enough foundation of genuine interest he will bless me work and give me the huge audience I am asking for. I pray that will be true. I went in yesterday for my monthly mental health injection. Adrian took me in the van as usual, and Brett Love was there also. We chatted, I made silly jokes, and Adrian gave me one of those looks more than once. I gave Brett some suggestions of establishing some videos on youtube to make a start at a creativity career, and Brett talked about some basic jobs he could do, like selling chocolates and lemonade. Brett is a nice guy, with a sedate sort of nature. I have noticed that about some of the people in the Mental Health group. Some of them seem sedate at times, and it is not just the meds doing it. Personality thing. But the group has its sparks as well. After my injection there was the conversation group, at the back of the Hyperdome in the eating square. I bought a chinese meal, which I thought was average actually. There was a new girl in group I noticed, called Shanaya (Not sure how you spell her name), which I first spied at the group BBQ a few weeks back. She is tall, slim, ravenhaired, and actually quite attractive. Haven't talked to her yet, might get to know her in time. Did a lot of videos over the last 24 hours, and had to continue to work again on the Noahide Videos Bible, which I had intended to finish with 700 videos, but realistically, for any real chance of a future income from the vids, they just have to continue whether I really like it or not. So I have to drain my brain, come up with some new doctrine from time to time, ring out a new tune for the music, harass the comedy dolls for new material, and stick to my guns, keep at it, perserver, and produce some new shizz to keep the ball rolling. AMEN. After the convo group I headed up to Vinnies, and bought 3 cds. Jewel's 'Spirit' album, Enya's 'The Celts' album and Rogue Traders 'Here Come the Drums' album, all for $2 each, totalling $6. I put my change into the vinnies charity box, and had to wait 20 minutes more than Adrian said he'd pick me up by. He is traditionally often late from what he says he will be. Some of the time he is indeed right on time, but due to the nature of his work, and that I think he likes to take his work at a leisurely pace at time, he is late at times. It's not too problematic, but some times, like for anyone, it can be annoying. Such is life. I sat there, on the front of Vinnie, sitting on the brick foundations, looking at life in the carpark at the back of the hyperdome. Life came and went, people went into the store, an ocker sort of Aussie bloke sat near by me for a while, another bloke bought a long and thin bookcase sort of thing from Vinnies, and managed to get it into his car, fitting it over the top of the drivers front seat. He said to me 'You didn't think I would fit it in, did you?' and I think I responded, 'No I thought you might.' That's the kind of ordinary life we all live, isn't it. Hanging around here and there, people's lives coming and going with their regular humdrum. I think it was the same bloke I saw earlier looking at some records he'd bought from the store, a Rose Tattoo and Joan Armatrading one among them. He was checking there condition. Probably important, I think, to check the condition of the records before you buy them secondhand from a thrift store, but beggars can't be chooser can they? Mum did the shopping today. She bought the usual sort of stuff, and I just had a couple of Twiggies (Meat sticks), a couple of cream caramel's, and a small Magnum ice cream. We discussed about how she buy junk food at the moment about every second week. Probably the way to go really. Can't indulge all the time, have to be careful about what we eat. Got some new comics recently, and my comic collection is growing again. About 1000 DC comics I currently own. Still working on world to come theology and ideas, trying to get the truth from God on the issue. Perhaps it is just a big fantasy in the end, and wishful thinking from the Israelite prophets, but maybe, just maybe. Who knows. Time might tell. I think, as I say very regularly, life is good enough, and I am happy enough with it. I am still desiring a marriage partner, and in my dreams it would be Taylor Swift. But if and when it happens one day I will be faithful and true to my marriage partner, and love her as my own flesh. I am and remain content, and am happy enough with the life God has given me, for which I am eternally grateful. It's a hard enough life, but it is worth it, and I don't think I would want to be anyone else apart from myself. I am not envious or jealous of anyone else, but I do admit I wouldn't mind having similar success as the stars have with my own work. If you are listening, Jehovah, please take note. Life is good. Life goes on. Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Twenty-Two
(The Final Chapter)
Written Tuesday 23rd of May 6180 sc. When it comes right down to it, God is ok, I guess. It is frustrating walking with God. He is a God of surprises after all. This is it – the final chapter of my autobiography, now chapter Seventy-Five in the readjusted scheme of things. The life of Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly, in reflection, has been a life fraught with youthful adventure, adult seeking, and matured understanding. And a lot of crazy days. But its been good enough – I can't complain too much in the end. I had bubble and squeak for dinner tonight, with a chicken and rice dish. Got some CDs in the mail, and downloaded some free books for my Kindle ebook reader. Mostly things are under control at the moment. And life is resolving itself. The Video Bibles are complete enough, as is the Angels Saga and religious writings. Nothing more really need be done now. It is finished well enough. Life will go on, and there may be more stories and tales to tell one day, and maybe a few more sage words of wisdom, but this is the ending point for the time being, and maybe forever. Perhaps this will do. Perhaps. I will close with a line of final wisdom, here, at 44 years of age. 'Life is good, and sometimes bad, often happy, sometimes sad, we get what we get, whatever that be, the way it is, it seems to me.' Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Twenty-Three
(Beyond the Final Chapter)
Written Tuesday 27th of June 6180 SC / 27th of June 2017. Well, you know, life goes on, as I am wont of saying, so here we go again. A quiet enough month, not much happening. Got my injection, started going to the pool again, and my sister Brigid and her daughter Georgia moved in with us over the weekend. She is letting her sister-in-law and her husband live in her house in Calwell for free for six months initially so they can save a deposit to buy a new home. Very kind of her, and mum thinks she is doing a good thing, but doesn't really want to extend the period from six months to a year which is what Brigid has sort of suggested will be necessary. Time will tell what will happen. Two days from now I will be going to Perth to stay with my brother for about 6 or so weeks while my mum and Brigid and Georgia are having yet another holiday in the UK. I look forward to Perth, as we went on holiday to Greg's there back in 2010/11 (Can't remember which year specifically), and I had a great time there. Time for a double dose. My friend Rob Preston was overseas for a while, but I haven't heard from him since he got back. Might hear from him soon enough I guess. My niece Georgia is going down to the farm tomorrow till Sunday, so it will be just me, mum and Brigid for the next couple of days before I leave. Brigid had her last day of work today, and has the rest of the time off. They head off to England on Monday I think it is. Bought a lot of stuff on ebay recently, and my comic collection has grown again. I am now working on titles in my back issue collection which I only have a few issues of to make sure I have at least what you would call a 'Collection' of various titles. The spirit mentioned to me that things which go in collections, if they are only 1 or 2 in number, are not much of a collection of things, and usually God is more impressed when you have got to around 10 of a particular thing, lest he call the collection a bit odd. I see his point. If you are going to take an interest in something at least 'Keep it real'. I have started collecting Snow Globes and pussy cat figurines, inspired by my devotion to Taylor Swift, who collects such things. I have also started by CDs of musical artists she is into. This might build more in common between us, which is one of my intentions. I still have a big fascination with the lady, and would like to marry her one day (keep dreaming Daniel says Monkey), or at least meet her. Some of her music is not exactly to my taste, like 50 cent, and Kendrick Lamar, but I'll give them a go at least. I like the cat figurines anyway, as we have cats usually as a family, and collecting them is an interesting enough thing to do. I have them currently up on the bookcase, and will go on with collecting more of them over the years, as well as adding to my Snow Globes collection. I like the Snow Globes too, and have joined a couple of Snow Globe collectors groups on facebook. The Karaite Noahide group on Facebook I am part of has seen a fair bit of activity in recent weeks, with Jay Niamon and Charles Mortlockov identifying as Karaite Noahides somewhat, and posting to the group. After years of not much happening in this faith things are starting to emerge a little bit. I continue to pray over various issues quite a bit, but in the last couple of months it has calmed down a bit, but there is still substantial prayer going on. In the end we keep the faith, keep at it, walk with God, and honour our religious beliefs. That is if we are serious and really mean it. I continue to write email letters to DC Comics, which is something I've done for a few years now. I never get responses, but they are mostly just suggestions of things I'd like to see happen at DC Comics. The Chronicles of the Children of Destiny grows slowly now, but I completed chapter three of 'Andrew and Jessica' the other day, so the cogs continue to whirl on this lengthy saga, and I have no firm plans for really ending it any time soon. Mainly, though, working on stories and volumes which are a bit underdone, to make them genuine enough. Just beefing things up a bit, without working on the chronological scope of the storyline much anymore. To close I'll share just a little story from my life at the United Pentecostal Church. I did Bible school at the church there for a while. We would watch videos, and Fred Debear would give teaching on it, and we had manuals which we had to study, and at the end there were tests. I got through one semester, but then in came the general requirements from Fred that at Bible school, which was just a few people, we should probably observe the general church rules of formal and not casual dress. This, bluntly, pissed me off, because I didn't think it should be required in such a setting, and I stopped attending. It was the point where UPC possibly became a bit too legalistic for me, as before than I hadn't really complained about the so called holiness standards before. I didn't last that much longer in the church after that anyway, but that was because I had convictions that because I didn't believe in the Oneness doctrine by then, it was time to go, and I did, and moved flats to Hughes, and only ever returned to UPC a few times since then, for visits. Well, that will do for now. Cheers.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia
Chapter Twenty-Four
Written Friday 18th of August 6180 SC / Friday 18th of August 2017. Well, that was an interesting diversion. Six weeks in Forrestfield, Perth, with my brother Gregory and his family. The flight over was horrible. The turbulence really messed me around on the plane, and when I got there I swore I would never fly again. I had to look into alternative ways of getting back to Canberra from Perth, but nothing was viable in a cost effective way. So I had to fly back again on the booked trip. I did so, and it was about one third as bad a feeling as the trip over, but I managed to pull through. But I plan on never flying again in ALL ETERNITY. Just don't think human beings really should be so courageous as to think those planes and things up in the skies which can and do crash are really worth the worry. Statistically, if you fly long enough, you will possibly end up dead in a crash anyway. That life is finished for me. To much fear, and I don't like it. I endured it, and it was hard, and I gave myself a personal bravery award for having the courage to fly back, but never again. Way too much for Danny Daly. In Perth, while there, Emma, a girl on Pinterest, contacted me, who was a Noahide. It ends up she actually was Australian, lived in Perth, and was 16. It was discussed a potential meet-up, but the idea left alone till 2022, when I plan on visiting Perth again (but will be either by train or car, or maybe boat). Emma turned out to be a Karaite Noahide as well. She is the only official female Karaite Noahide I am aware of on the planet. I worked well in my time in Perth. Got lots of videos and stories done. I began a new fanfiction epic in the world of the Hunger Games. I plan on doing that slowly, and have what I think are some exciting ideas for the work. I visited the Forrestfield plaza a few times when I was there, getting there by taxi. I visited the fast food outlet which Golden Fries and Burgers in the Chronicles of the Children of Destiny was based upon in my time there, but it had changed from a chicken based fast food store to a Hungry Jacks outlet. Same building, though, as far as I can tell. There was a cute girl who worked there, and I had a bit of a fantasy about her at home. I remember smoking some smokes at the plaza, on a section with grass on some benches, and waiting for the taxi to order, which never arrived. Had to order another taxi later, which did come. I was supposed to have my injection at the medical practice there, but didn't bother in the end. I told Christie (Greg's wife) that I'd had it done, but had deliberately lied to her (sorry Christie) as I refused to be bothered by the usual bullshit from the family on this issue, and it is still my ultimate choice on this issue. But the symptoms of Schizophrenia, leading towards psychosis, might be gradually building up at the moment, which happens if I don't get my medicine. Usually it takes about 6 months before I have another episode. That said, I am well aware now of retaining the kind of logical thinking I need to push on through the build up of tension in my mind. I actually now am able, a bit, to make slow and sensible plans in the hard bits, and work slowly to get the job done, without losing too much focus. I can manage the condition through my own awareness of the issue a bit better now. I don't think I will go off the deep end any time soon, and might be able to keep my mind focused well enough, but that said I am intending to get my injection shortly. It is still too soon to try and let go of the medication, as the build up of tension in my mind is still a bit too rich. Wolfgang the dog was good company in Perth, and I met Bonnie the cat. Since the last argument with Greg a few years back I was a bit nervous with how we would get along, but the cool was kept in the end, and it was a Pass effort for me and Greg in my time there. He complained a bit to mum that I wasn't clean enough in putting things away, and making dinners. Didn't know he had to be so fussy, and it's not quite my style of life. But I told him I respected his home, as it was his home, and as far as I am concerned he had the rights to have his own rules observed in the home. It was not a credit or a distinction effort of a brotherly relationship our time together over those 6 weeks, but it WAS a pass, so it was ok enough. A good foundation for the future as far as I am concerned. I did walk home from the plaza one day in Forrestfield, and I had to pace myself resting at the bus stops at the points on the road back to Greg's home from the plaza, but I managed it, and achieved a decent walk of, maybe 500 metres perhaps. I did a bit of exercise there, and I did get a bit more active and fit since the time I left Canberra. In the end I enjoyed myself in Perth well enough, and felt it was a nice enough place to live. I wouldn't object to it if I had to live in Forrestfield – it's a nice enough place to live in Australia. Now that I am back in Canberra I have got some furniture to see in to getting it delivered, Rob Preston to catch up with, as his wife Michelle contacted me on Facebook when I was in Perth, as Rob wanted to catch up. And, generally, looking in to making some plans. I generally have a five year plan in my thinking for 45 years of age to 50. I am not quite well enough yet to think about any serious study or work options – it's not going to happen with the tensions still in my life. Will have to give that away for now. I have wanted to achieve that, but I just don't think I can. Will have to review at the end of the 5 year plan. Anyway, life remains good. Thank God for that.
Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly
Canberra, Australia