Inside My Racing Mind: Why I’m “All Over the Place” (And How I Make It Work) If you’ve been reading Sincere Scribbles for a while, you’ve probably noticed something about me:one week I’m fermenting sauerkraut, the next I’m talking alien spacecrafts, the next I’m planting elephant ears by a frog pond. I am all over the place — and that’s not a branding gimmick. That’s literally my brain. I live with manic bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and post-traumatic stress disorder.That’s a mouthful, I know. But it’s my everyday reality. My Mind Never Stops Picture…
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What If the “Aliens” Are Really… Egyptians? The Ultimate Plot Twist You ever have one of those nights where you’re binge-watching Ancient Aliens and a single thought hits you like a lightning bolt?That was me last night. Sitting here on my little Tennessee homestead, frogs croaking outside, coffee going cold, when it clicked: What if these “aliens” everyone keeps talking about aren’t aliens at all?What if they’re Egyptians — our own past (or future) selves coming back? It sounds wild. But stay with me. Because when you lay out the pieces, the pattern starts looking less like a sci-fi movie…
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What Space Really Is — And Why Alien Ships Don’t Work Like Rockets Some people unwind with rom-coms. Me? I binge Ancient Aliens and start connecting dots until three a.m. – and lately, the puzzle pieces have been flying together faster than a Tic-Tac over the Pacific. I’m no engineer or physicist. I’m a homesteader who grows her own food, runs a handmade skincare line from her kitchen, and happens to have a brain that refuses to shut up when something doesn’t make sense.And let’s be honest – if Haim Eshed, the retired head of Israel’s space program, says there’s…