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Tuesday, April 28, 2020

This Might Explain Part Of My Facebook And Other Silence Of Late

I am tired of having my Jewishness questioned (and that includes that I’m still upset over the fact that I even was once accused of questioning someone’s Jewish heritage when I defended somebody for being a ba’al teshuvah when he was being treated like a convert instead of somebody who found out about his Jewish heritage and chose to reconvert to traditional Judaism—that kind of stuff hurts, especially when you haven’t been believed about your own heritage). I didn’t even expect that I would ever find it out, and I didn’t even know about it for the first 18 years of my life. That’s not just something that you say that you are. I have also received Anti-Semitic threats, so it’s not just something that I would just say. I could easily pass like many of my ancestors did. I am an Ethnic Jew—albe mixed blooded—and a bat Anusim— that’s why I’m not as lucky as I have the direct evidence that everyone else has, although I do have circumstantial evidence that should be enough.

I could also convert to traditional Judaism just make everybody happy. I choose to be a Jewish Christian for a reason. “Were I to please everybody, I would not be a servant of Christ.”

Multiple times – especially because of my Depression and other circumstances, with my Jewishness being questioned exacerbating all of it – I have thought about taking my own life just to be in Heaven and get the answers that way (I’ve also thought about coming back once I get those answers just to give them to everyone else, but who would believe me then? Besides, I wouldn’t want to come back), and there’s also that I wouldn’t have to suffer anymore. Yet, I know that Yehovah (B”H) has me here for a reason. “To live is Christ, and to die is gain.”

Also, I’m too much of a coward to try taking my own life— besides, what would happen if I survive an attempt? And what would happen to Reilly if I did take my own life? I’d like to think that part of my purpose is to help others whom have had their own heritage questioned so that they don’t have to suffer what I’ve suffered, but at least the thought of what would happen if I tried to take my own life and survived possibly being worse than not trying to take my own life at all as well as trying to be a good “Momma” for Reilly keep me living.

PS In case it wasn’t obvious, many of the people who are questioning my heritage are just being bullies because of my mixed blood and because of my beliefs. I should clarify that because I was trying to be charitable, though I realize that with some of them being on my Facebook block list, perhaps I should be clear and not as charitable— though that they’re on my block list is enough,  I avoided blocking them for a long time, and I will not name them.

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

On Yom HaSho’ah, We Must Remember Way More Than Six Million Jews Murdered In 12 Years

Truth be told, the Holocaust actually began in 1922 under Stalin in Soviet Russia and did not end until 1994 when the last Chief Rabbi of Aleppo, Syria left Aleppo. Too often, the Holocaust in the Soviet Union – including the “Doctor’s Plot”—is overlooked because Stalin fought as an Ally, and the Holocaust in the Middle East—including the razing of Jewish cemeteries and the Constantine Pogrom—is simply chalked up to Anti Semitism in the Arab and Arabized World. Until we recognize that the Holocaust in Europe did not end until the gulags were closed in 1960 and that the Holocaust in general did not end until October 1994, many more than half of American adults will be unaware of how many Jews really died in the Holocaust and how many Holocaust survivors there are.

Also, there were likely way more than 6,000,000 Jews—some of whom were not known and/or counted as Jews—murdered by the Nazis. Until we begin to remember the forgotten and count the uncounted and unknown Jewish victims—as well as the forgotten and uncounted gentile victims—of the Nazis, we can’t fully begin to remember Stalin’s forgotten, uncounted, and unknown Jewish victims or the Arabocentrists’ and Arabizationists’ forgotten, uncounted, and unknown victims.



If we forget to remember the way more than 6,000,000 Jewish victims as well as gentile victims of the Holocaust as well as the countless Jewish and gentile survivors whom were able to live to tell what they endured, may we be forgotten and left with nobody to tell about anything that we’ve endured—much of it quite small compared to what Holocaust victims and survivors endured (and what many survivors continue to endure—e.g., PTSD, loneliness due to having lost family members and other loved ones—including fellow survivors—over the years, poverty).

Sunday, April 19, 2020

#SentimentalSunday & #SillySunday: This Photo Captures Reilly and Camille Perfectly....

And it'll (finally, Yehovah willing) be Reilly's page's new cover photo soon (and it made "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" laugh just now).

Saturday, April 18, 2020

#SillySaturday: “Get out of my face!...And you!..

“Give me belly rubs.”


Friday, April 17, 2020

#FlashbackFriday and #FluffyFriday: Antics for the camera


Knowing that jealousy can be cute if you’re a certain Maltipoo name Reilly


Trying to get Reilly into trouble by barking at other puppies and their people


Tuesday, April 14, 2020

#MaltipooMonday and #ManipulationMonday: how to manipulate the camera like a paws.....uh, boss!


Option one: Momma loves giving belly rubs, and therefore belly rubs are perfect to try to score to distract her from recording a Facebook livestream – which she also saved on her phone. Whatever the case, try to distract her from recording a video for any social media, let alone Facebook and Blogger, by begging for belly rubs. 






Option two:  Momma is putting away the leftover pumpkin that Mom-Mom open. Even if she tries to get a picture in exchange for giving you pumpkin, let her take the picture and do not share any pumpkin with the rat – the one whom they call “Camille”. PS Since Camille knows me as “the brat”, I have the right to call her “the rat”.



Sunday, April 12, 2020

Thursday, April 9, 2020

Part Of Why Camille Should Not Trick When She Doesn’t Have to “Go Potty”!

In other words, she knows that she’s busted when she tricks!

Wednesday, April 8, 2020