Random thoughts from The Rhea

 My previous post might leave one wondering about my feelings towards the man I called my soulmate. (Whom I do my best not to name.)  Well, yes I was head over heels for him. Every thing was great for a couple of days, until the whole 'I'm really a Time Lord living as a human with a preprogrammed human personality' thing.  I mean, it SOUNDS really GASLIGHT-Y. Can you really blame me for getting angry?  He comes to my planet, pretending to be a human actor, he hoards all the high paying movie roles, amasses billions of dollars/pounds, advocates for the poor and disabled to be left to die, insults me in my home, insults my clothes for not being luxury items, expects me to be dressed to the 9s with makeup and hair done just to sit at home, and causes the universe to end. Wouldn't that tick you off?  I did NOT reject HIM, I rejected the false personality, my guy was not like THAT.  Yes, we argued. Arguing doesn't mean hating. Most of the yelling that I did felt...

 I first met him in 2012. He came to my home, met my son in the parking lot, and came to my door.  He had heard that I had called him my soulmate, and just had to meet me. That seemed pretty weird to me, but I was pretty caught up in meeting him and finding out that it was true.  I had said his name when my son's friend had asked who my soulmate was. I immediately said "Who?" And was interrupted by visions of images from the TV, his Doctor Who, a music video, him yelling from a pulpit... That kind of thing. Just images of him flashing in my mind.  I thought it was weird that night, I thought it was weird the next day, I didn't take it too seriously. I had never met him. I barely knew who he was at all. It's not like I was going to pursue him. I don't even quite know how he even heard about it.  But there he was! And it was TRUE! We started talking and we were both so into each other. It was LOVE at first sight.  The Time Lords stepped in, at least I'm gues...

 I'm not sure what happened first, I fell and bumped my head, there was a 'red wave' as some called it, it was more of a line. The sky to the east was red, everything was red, the sky where I was was blue, and the red was advancing towards us. I digress.  There was a bump to my head, a red wave, a trickster God, time ripples that turned into time waves, death, and The Doctor.  He was living as a human on earth, but it was one of those chameleon thingies, and the personality was way off. He was pretending to be a human actor. I won't mention the name, as his agent said "No.", but you might figure it out yourself.  So, the bump on the head was probably before the 'red wave', which was probably after the trickster in the book 📖, which was definitely before the talk show host/trickster, there were time ripples, but they didn't become waves until after the Doctor arrived.  Time became entangled like a big ball of wibbly wobbly stuff. Sometimes I visual...

You probably won't remember me being on that talk show, you know, that daytime faux psychologist who yells at people and drags them through the dirt in order to make 'good TV', that one? It was a little over a decade ago.  I'm not even sure how it happened, I don't recall agreeing to be on the show. I was just suddenly there, on a stage, with bright lights and an angry man accusing me of stuff I never did.  I do remember his booking agent calling me several times, always making it sound like they wanted to praise me for my parenting. It sounded like b.s. I kept saying 'No'.  So there I was, sitting in a chair on stage with this p.o.s tearing into me about stuff he said I did. He didn't bother to do any research, no fact checking, just anything that anyone ever said about the person he thought I was was in play as far as he was concerned.  He accused me of cheating on my husband, I wasn't married as far as I knew, so what the actual fuck was he talkin...

 My name is Heather, The Rhea is an anagram of my name.  It is also one of my names.  My soul has had many names over the past several Millennia, the most widely known name of mine is simply Me.  I am Me.  I am an incarnation of the goddess Rhea.  I don't think that The Doctor knew that when we met, or when he blew my mind. (I'll explain later.) I came into this life, this incarnation, for a purpose, I had Things to do. I had family to help, friends to meet, people to influence, and I have done some of that. I was also supposed to write, because I am a Writer. Writers write ✍.  So far I have tried 2 or 3 blogs, which are random and seldom have I published on any of them. I have recently downloaded the Patreon app, but when I try to publish entries it freezes up.  I am writing a book about my life with The Doctor, but it is slow going because of the memory damage he did when he blew my mind. It hurts to try to remember, and the sequence of events i...