And there have been waaaay too many “corrections” of late.
It needs to stop.
It’s made me sick that Trump and Pence have chosen to perpetuate the greatest of all American lies.
Trump said he’d out the perps. Therefore, since that obviously isn’t happening, he’s now a proven liar and worse, complicit in the event. Motherfucking bastard shill. Ever obedient to his boss, Netanyahu, the psychopathic, nuclear armed owner of this country.
The masterminds and overlords.
This is not theory. This is fact.
They were helped by the select Cheney / Bush cabal called The Project For The New American Century and Saudi Arabia, a long time collaborator with the US and Israel.
911 Five Dancing Israelis: “Our Purpose Was To Document The Event”
Published on Mar 20, 2017
A Mossad surveillance team made quite a public spectacle of themselves on 9-11.
The New York Times reported Thursday that a group of five men had set up video cameras aimed at the Twin Towers prior to the attack on Tuesday, and were seen congratulating one another afterwards. Police received several calls from angry New Jersey residents claiming “middle-eastern” men with a white van were videotaping the disaster with shouts of joy and mockery.
“They were like happy, you know … They didn’t look shocked to me” said a witness.
[T]hey were seen by New Jersey residents on Sept. 11 making fun of the World Trade Center ruins and going to extreme lengths to photograph themselves in front of the wreckage.
Witnesses saw them jumping for joy in Liberty State Park after the initial impact. Later on, other witnesses saw them celebrating on a roof in Weehawken, and still more witnesses later saw them celebrating with high fives in a Jersey City parking lot.
“It looked like they’re hooked in with this. It looked like they knew what was going to happen when they were at Liberty State Park.”
Much more here: www.whatreallyhappened.com/WRH…
9/11 Suspects: The Dancing Israelis
Published on Sep 10, 2016
TRANSCRIPT AND SOURCES: www.corbettreport.com/?p=19760
In the days after 9/11, while Ground Zero continued to smoulder, millions heard Dan Rather and various media outlets repeat vague and unconfirmed reports of arrests that took place that day. These rumors held that Middle Eastern men, presumably Arabs, were arrested in explosive-packed vans in various places around the city on September 11th, and that some had even been photographing and celebrating those events. What most do not realize is that those reports were not mere rumors, and we now have thousands of pages of FBI, CIA and DOJ reports documenting those arrests.
Citizen Investigation Team offers this compilation of independent verifiable evidence exposing the 9/11 attack on the Pentagon as a psychological black operation of deception. Consider this a non-violent call to action as everyone is encouraged to copy and distribute this conclusive evidence to media, political, and authority figures while first requesting, and then demanding a response. Inaction by authorities and media to this information amounts to a crime of obstruction of justice so it’s time they are held accountable. This is particularly the case as more innocents are slaughtered and additional billions of dollars are spent on a fraudulent “war on terror” perpetuated under any other name. Please visit CitizenInvestigationTeam.com for full resources and a step-by-step strategy as to how you can take action on this critical life or death information. Click on the below link to subscribe to receive email notifications of updates:
Citizen Investigation Team presents this follow-up presentation to their previous piece, “The First Known Accomplice?”. Get ready for an intense, surreal, and disturbing personal experience with the famous taxicab driver Lloyde England who claims the windshield of his cab was speared by a light pole that was allegedly hit by the plane that allegedly hit the Pentagon on 9/11. The impossibility of Lloyde’s story is exposed as we deconstruct the details and take a road trip with Lloyde to physically examine the actual cab that he still has preserved under a tarp on his property in the country. In light of the now proven approach of the plane on the north side of the former Citgo gas station, nowhere near the downed light poles, it has become painfully clear why Lloyde’s story doesn’t add up. See www.CitizenInvestigationTeam.com for more details.
9/11/2001 The Pentagon: The Jason Ingersoll Image Collection
Published on May 12, 2011
Jason Ingersoll was a military photographer who was on the scene in Arlington minutes after the 2001 attack on the Pentagon. This presentation exhibits all of his amazing images from that day in chronological order. No commentary, analysis, or scrutiny included. Just the raw images set to a soundtrack for a very emotional presentation of this extremely tragic event brought to you by Citizen Investigation Team.
For more information please visit: http://www.citizeninvestigationteam.com
9/11: Shanksville Crash Site (Proof there was a pre-existing scar)
Published on Jun 12, 2012
NOTE: There is more than one scar, to identify: it is the one at the top, closest to the road (0:22 in the video) 9/11 Shanksville ‘Flight 93’ ‘Crash Site’ Exposed [Proof] Black boxes: http://911research.wtc7.net/planes/ev… Note that the path running alongside the ditch on 9/11 was less prominent in the older photos and was not used as much as the outer path back then, don’t let anyone confuse you – these two scars lie in the same position and at the same angle. What really landed here at Shanksville on 9/11? Was it an airliner filled with passengers as we were told? Was a military drone or something smaller used? Was a linear ditch used in some way, that was found to have been there previously? They even had the balls to make a movie about it to try and reinforce the lie. Must be hilarious for those who really did this.. You need to have an explanation for Shanksville, and people will take the easy option (ie one which is concocted by someone else, someone they trust) over the task of actually examining the evidence for themselves. PilotsFor911TruthForum: I’ve been playing around with Google Earth and found something very interesting. If you pull up the location of the Shanksville ‘crash’ apprx 40 03′ 03″ N lat and 78 54′ 17″ W longitude (there’s pictures posted of the memorials and it will soon become apparent of the correct location); you can somewhat see the ‘scar’ in the earth, there’s what looks like two irrigation ponds nearby and a handy-dandy rather hidden road going up to the back end of the exact spot of the crash. ‘Crash Site’ Footage filmed by a Mason http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7MubyN…
9/11 Shanksville Eyewitness Susan McElwain
Published on Aug 27, 2007
This uncut interview footage with Shanksville Eyewitness Susan McElwain debunks the Official Story and exposes The Histroy Channel’s heavy editing of her eyewitness account.
Ms. McElwain was filmed by a former CIT member.
FLIGHT 93 DID NOT CRASH IN SHANKSVILLE, PA! IT LANDED IN CLEVELAND, OHIO!
Published on Jun 16, 2013
D&D BICKFORD 360-980-5397
Note that this tidbit, not in the video despite the title, that 93 landed in Cleveland and then parked in front of the closed-for-the-day NASA facility there, was published in a major Cleveland newspaper … who were reporting what the Mayor had announced.
I wish all this stuff was still online, but it seems the shills are thicker than ever.
I will now close this or it’ll never get posted in time. I devoted years and thousands of hours to this research, until, as I’ve said, the fact that no one cared made me so uncomfortable I just couldnt do it any more. Even Above Top Secret is a major downer. So, you all deserve what you get.
Dear user peeps,
I just installed Dark Mode! It gives the admin section a sweet dark background with light type. If its not on for you, go to your profile and check the box.
They hopefully will put it into the Core, but when Gutenberg comes it might leave us so I say dig it while we can!
My eyes are hap, hap, happy!
Just some weird stuff. A derailment, so to speak.
I feel like snuffing it today.
I wish someone would help.
But I know that no one will.
Help arrived! An Angel called and we talked for a good while. Might call back, even. She did!
You see… always trust that good will arrive. Easier said than done to be sure, but if you can get yourself to believe that it will happen, it will. I’ve found it’s usually when you think you’re about to snap. I think that’s to help it sink in, though. Which is cool.
I doubt anyone can fully understand how thoroughly I hate myself. They say you have to love yourself. I can’t do that. There’s no way I can do that. I’ve never acted like Zionists, IOF thugs or DemocRats, nothing like that, the things I have done pale in comparison to those horrors, but to me, they are completely heinous and unconscionable. Hence my self loathing and a norm of crying myself to sleep.
It cannot be repaired. History is history. What’s done is done. I can only feel disgust at the things which occurred. It is the reason God hates me and why I have been doomed to never know happiness of any kind. It is why I cannot overcome the inability to coexist with other hominin. It has been over fifty years. I hope I don’t have to do another fifty.
As for you…
I hope you feel like this lovely girl must do for a smile like that. I am not quite that happy, especially as I messed up earlier (social boneheaded idiot, you know), but I am doing pretty well for a welcome change.
This is due to my discovery that setting my environmental controls in a certain way allows me to have once again, the bizarre dreams that I used to when I quit cigarettes years ago and when I had run out of ganja. I had chain smoked it and it shut off my dreaming. I hadn’t even realized, to be honest, which I find unusual.
I think if I can discipline myself to not chain it, I could enjoy the wonderfulness of the gift God’s given us again without the dulling. I had never noticed any dulling before, but then again I’d never done it like that before.
My dreams can really be out there. My Type II has me getting up every so often to pee but the dreams can usually be continued through much of the night. Which is fantastic.
Another result of the change is that my periods of sleep between interruptions has increased in duration, which, naturally, is fabulous. Feeling the positive effects of that, too.
The awesomeness knows no bounds.
Oh. Yes. Sorry!
The environmental change was turning the A/C off at night so it was not noticeably cold in the room but not warm enough to sweat. Also turned off the path directing fan in the living room, for noise and the bedroom fan to low, also for noise.
Kenny Chesney – While He Still Knows Who I Am – An Alzheimer’s Tribute
Published on Jul 1, 2012
In November 2011, my father was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. From that day forward, I was determined he would not forget me … or I him. Kenny Chesney’s While He Still Knows Who I Am is exactly where I am right now, unscripted. A tribute to all who are living with and dealing with Alzheimer’s disease.
Oh Lord, more tears for another beautiful song. All the same feelings. My dad… I think he was catching it but he rejected me for the last three years so I spent that time in anguish wondering why and then a broken hip took him from us. Oh God I just want to die. Maybe then I could ask him… why.
JAY ALLEN – BLANK STARES
Published on Apr 12, 2017
Get “Blank Stares”, now available on iTunes: https://goo.gl/x3Oznd
***ALL PROCEEDS GO TO ABE’S GARDEN***
My name is Jay Allen. I’m a country music artist and songwriter signed to Sony/ATV in Nashville, TN.
My mom has early onset Alzheimer’s, and at the age of only 52, she’s now showing signs of stage 6. It’s something that has affected my family deeply, something that we can’t escape, and it brings me to my knees most days.
I grew up in small town rural Iowa with mom(Sherry), dad(Joe), and my two baby sisters(Cassie and Amber). We didn’t have a lot, but our parents always seemed to find a way, sometimes working 2-3 jobs each to make sure we had enough. Looking back, it was a humbling childhood, but what I think affected me most was my mother’s affection and selflessness towards all of us. She always put her children first, no matter what the sacrifice. If we wanted some stupid toy for Christmas, she would work the overtime or pick up an extra shift. She didn’t care what it took, she just wanted us to be happy.
When I was in middle school, I remember asking my mom what she would change to make her life better if she could go back in time.
Her response was, “I wouldn’t change a thing. I was made to be a good mom. I live for you kids.”
Now that I’m older, I hold onto those words as I watch this horrible disease steal away a beautiful woman. Sometimes I want to yell at God when I hear her stumble through a simple sentence, or when I look at her and feel like she’s not even there anymore. It makes me so mad, and it kills me that I can’t fix it. But then there are the moments of hope, when dad brings her to visit Nashville and we dance all night at The Sutler…or when she grins and taps her foot to the live music…or when I wrap my arms around her, and she takes a deep breath and says, “I’ve missed you, Jay.”
Her words, the good memories, and the moments of joy – that’s what I hold onto.
As a songwriter and up-and-coming artist, I feel that I have an obligation to be a positive role-model, and to also give back by utilizing the gifts that God has blessed me with. In realizing the importance of this, I finally found the courage to write a song about my experience, called “Blank Stares”. My vision is that this song will raise awareness, bring hope to those affected, and most importantly, become a weapon in the fight against Alzheimer’s.
So please, download your copy of “Blank Stares” today, share, and dream with me. Music is powerful. Let’s do something with it.
With all my heart,
Written by Jay Allen and Jason Nix
Music produced by Jason Nix
Video produced by Steve Freeman
© Sony/ATV Music Publishing
I need to listen to this again. Maybe a couple more times. It sounded great, but I didn’t really hear it as I was crying my eyes out.
For over a decade my life was devoted to full time for my aunt who was taken by this incredibly awful disease. Incredibly awful doesn’t adequately describe how frightening it is … especially for the person who has it. I did it 24/7 and gave up working. It was for love, it taught me so much about what love is and it was I think also to give some some atonement for my disgusting neglect of my mom as a teen and early twenties self-centered asshole. Mom was taken by Multiple Sclerosis starting when I was ten years old and I cry myself to sleep every night asking her forgiveness. We had her home till we physically couldn’t and lucked out into the only good nursing home in the state for her last ten years and I hardly ever visited. I was and am a sack of shit. It’s one of the reasons I long for death … it’s simply what I deserve. She was a beautiful mommy and so devoted to us it took your breath away. She even turned me on to Forteana.
Oh God help us all.
And I am lucky enough to know a couple. Amazingly lucky. This because I have not led a particularly good life. I have done such awful things.
And yet, the angels watch over me and help me get through the agony that is my life. That is because I can not stop the constant flow of memories, bad memories, of all those things I did. And it is quite literally constant, even while talking or working or typing this very sentence. It never, ever, stops.
Here’s something different. For these parts. Well, maybe not that different.
Toyota Supra race car
They go pretty well, it seems.
Anyway, started this hours ago… distractions…
It is the most awful thing there is.
One of the shrinks that have attempted help said I have “profound lonliness.”
And I am feeling ultra lonely today, mit crying. Right from the git go. And more than usual.
Roy Orbison – Only the Lonely (Monument Concert 1965)
Published on Jul 18, 2011
Music video by Roy Orbison performing Roy Orbison – Only the Lonely (Monument Concert 1965).
(C) 2011 Sony Music Entertainment
I have always had a soft spot for the work of Roy Orbison, the master of loneliness. But I can’t feel it all the way because in his songs, it’s always about lost love. I’ve never had any love, so I am left to use my imagination.
All the while in mental agony over never having anyone to share life with… and the horrible reactions of those the idea was proposed to. It makes me want to go off and die. Which I will most likely wind up doing — sooner than later.
Roy Orbison – Crying (Monument Concert 1965)
Published on Jul 18, 2011
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I had to escape
The city was sticky and cruel
Maybe I should have called you first
But I was dying to get to you
I was dreaming while I drove the long straight road ahead, uh-huh, yeah
Could taste your sweet kisses, your arms open wide
This fever for you was just burning me up inside
Crying to get to you
Is that all right?
Crying, crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep to make love to you
Is that all right?
The above noted conditions apply even more to this one, eh. If you were to randomly glance in my direction, at any random moment of your choosing, you would have an exceptionally good chance of finding tears rolling down my cheeks.
It is my normal.
Maybe it’ll change someday, but I just know that it never, ever will.
Strange as it may sound, I am experiencing some happiness!
This courtesy of my three friends upstairs, one of whom shared good convo with me last night and then later on I was invited up for steak (!) and a movie with one and two as three was sound asleep. It was beautiful and so rare in my recent years.
There is to be more sharing today. Yay.
This is lovely. And I am deeply grateful.
A beautiful doe. Roe deer/rådjur.
It seems so quiet and mellow here this morning. It’s just before 11 as I start writing. Even the traffic is quiet, making a lower volume than the fan.
I don’t know what to do. There are so many things to do… but I have tremendous difficulty starting anything. And I do mean anything. I wonder if what was spoken of with a nearby friendly individual will happen today. We shall see. I hope it does actually. Maybe it will.
It’ll be nice out today… tomorrow will be 90° so I’ll be in the AC… my ancient body can’t take it anymore and truth be told was never very good with heat. Or cold. Which kind of puts the kaibosch on hunting for dinosaurs, pteros and giant spiders. And of course nowadays just seeing is a major problem.
Not as many tears as usual, so far, today, which is also a nice turn. So many things to work on. Most importantly my mind/brain interface, which has lost so much of itself. not that there was an awful lot to start with. I have near zero people skills and if you are female it for all intents and purposes is zero. It hurts. But I just hide in my hut. Contact with the outside is minimal to the max. Which also hurts. But it is my normal and always has been, as I have always been the outsider in all situations. Yes, all of them, ever since I can remember.
God help me.
My friend just got back from Ireland wherein she took a side trip to this place… where they keep the notorious Blarney Stone.
In response to this morning’s post…
One of my favorite cars even in stock form… well, Carlo got to work on it to make it simply awesome.
Also a favorite of the one who caused the vision. And therefore…
Fiat Abarth X1/9 Prototipo, 1973. A racing version of Fiat’s mid-engined sports car.
But wait, Carlo would never leave us in the lurch…
Here’s a live one on the streets of Texas!
Fiat Abarth Prototipo (1973)
The Fiat subsidiary Abarth, in 1973, developed the Abarth X1/9 Prototipo to replace the 124 Spider Abarth as Fiat’s main rally car, but another model was chosen. ‘Prototipo’ is a nice way of putting that nobody knows how many where produced. Parts where constantly swapped and changed during development process. It’s believed that a total of 5 where produced.
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Wow. Today I awoke to a beautiful vision.
It’s given me a tremendous amount of hope for the future.
I don’t want to get overly excited — but it was such a good sight to see…!
Yes, according to my calculations, happiness should be rolling through me ‘ead.
And don’tcha know I am feeling pretty darn nice for an ig.
That is quite significant.
I pray this continues.
Ignore the media kvetching. Ignore the blue checkmarks and journos and op-eds.
Just… look at this.
This gentleman is excited as all get out! As you should be! He had to wait a long, long time, though, eh?
This is the most fabulous thing ever!
I have somehow attracted 5,000 people and entertained them to the point that they have registered and subscribed to this site.
I never thought this possible… is it just for the, um, girls? Surely not my witty prose!
I gotta put a good buzz on and think about this… play that Buddy show with George and all…
I am not sure how to thank you all except to say Thank You and keep doing what I do…
Oh, peace upon your Souls!
Today’s been that, yeah.
I’m so lucky, too, cuz my youngins is good youngins and not everybody can say that these days. I love watchin’ ‘em grow and learn to set up for navigating the bizarre wild weirdness that will be coming down the pike for us all. It is good to share what I’ve learned over the many millennia, too and it feels good to pass it on.
And saw good friends upstairs last night and in email today. Bought nutrients more economically…
All in all nice.
Now to cook a pizza and hear Micah talk about Percy’s hunt for Z. Maybe I’ll post that. I hope he wouldn’t sue.
Here’s some vehicular porn…
P 1800. Such a pretty car.
Alpine A 110
On the fence here…
It’s just not…
For Willy and jerri, the latest in F150s! Raptor – The Official truck of (drum roll) The CammoDudes !
HOLBORNE Analog 2 Mk II turntable with DualPivot Mk II Tonearm
George Warren Reference turntable
The legendary Day Sequerra FM Reference tuner. In pewter finish. Who knew they even had such a finish?
The world is certifiably insane. Has been for a while now.
Possibly even comes under some as yet undiscovered and unnamed condition even more tragic than insanity.
It’s somewhat like this out there:
Some things seem o be getting better… but some things are definitely tanking.
I have senior moments with an alarming frequency and my body is crapping out right quick. And my eyes… oh Lord have mercy on my eyes.
Trying to finish up the hedge trimming, i.e. cart away the debris today and I’m almost done but I had to come in after an awfully brief time which surprised me because I chopped it all in one go pretty much and it was a full 20 degrees more out there then than now.
Quite disconcerting. Quite.
Trying so hard to ignore what my mind keeps telling me. If I do not, bad things invariably happen due to my profound social stupidity. I have no clue. Not even a hint of a trace of a rumor of a clue.
Yup, yup. But today, which is well after the words above the words in the previous paragraph, is mentally painful. God damn demons. Note, we shall, that this is despite the great time that was spent on the phone this morning with the Angel of the North. Which involved music and audio, even! Far from normal.
Yesterday the aforementioned yard cleanup occurred with past debris included and the front lawn got mowed. A new muffler was then ordered, along with some other stuff, after it finally hit the ground halfway through. I do not have the ability in my current state to grow veg instead of grass, but I think that would be really neat. Something to ponder. Just had a vision of those awesome old manual mowers … those things make the coolest noise. Worth it just for that, ya know?
Okay, there’s more but if I don’t post it will languish in the drafts bin for countless eons… so…
ETA: Doh! During the decapitation of the thousands of helpless green beings, Local Angel appeared, as if by wizardry, for an exceptionally brief encounter which was prime for it’s duration.
Seriously. It really has been.
The highest quality time was spent with the best of friends while getting some very important things done.
Folks, if not for these folks, I shudder to think where I might be right now – instead of sitting here at HQ basking in the warm feelings I’ve gathered.
Oh man, maybe I can align some ducks, maybe maybe…!
We can call it … D Day!
( ZERO disrespect … it stands for dryer, eh )
Attempt a landing here. Despite the warning.
Gorn 1, Enterprise 0
“Your ball, Sir.”
Goddess of the Blues Samantha Fish with her Fishocaster. 〉swoons〈
A gorgeous shot of my buddy, the late John Anthony West, taken, I believe, by my friend Sohaila Hussein.
Production of this model has been cancelled.
Thank God for that.
Nice little Ford, don’tcha think?
Heroes. Mario Andretti and Ronnie Peterson. Lotus 79.
A positive result from this would explain the fruit situation in one shot.
This is the object that was the guest of honor at the Westall school sighting in Australia back in the day. Two hundred witnesses. Not sure how these alamy guys got it. I have written about this incident.
Ladislav Guderna’s Le visiteur de la nuit
So glad that Alfa Romeo is back in F1.
Bridget Bardot on an Alfa Romeo 2600 Spider
I better close, gonna do it in honor of a convo today … this Alfa Romeo 800’s for Carolyn, a fellow fast braker!
Clarinta Elda Elizabeth Moore
(aka Clare P. and Clarita)
May 12, 1922 – November 16, 2017
Growing up I thought of Aunt Clare as that happy lady who came over a lot, was my
Aunt and loved to pinch my cheek really hard, call me an embarrassing name and give
me tons of presents. She’d always be sure to remind us to never say nine but instead to
say ni-yun, so people would be sure to understand what we meant. That came from
being a teacher for Ma Bell, teaching all the girls how to be operators. She did that at
least two, maybe three decades…a lady not afraid to try new things.
Now I see her more as The Giver, The Helper. Always giving. To the Indians
especially, others,too. But wait…
She always brought tons of food, too, remember?
A passion for food took root in Clare early on… she’d tell stories of behind the scenes
happenings in the kitchens of her clients… when she was twelve years old. She was a
pro that early because she stepped up in support of her family. Her dad had been
called to the Lord very early on, you see. She took that support as a mission to heart…
to her Soul and kept at it right up to her last day here. That is so beautiful a thing.
But the food…
She loved food and cooking and seeing to it that every single person there; and
sometimes there were quite a lot; wound up stuffed and happy. I was always amazed at
how much food she could make on a moment’s notice.
Holidays always saw everyone pounding pound after pound of perfect pasta sarde,
serious shrimp cocktails, delicious Dolly breads for Easter, astounding apple pies and
of course, her glorious Baked Beans, which define the phrase “indescribably
delicious.” They are one of those treasures of a lifetime that simply can never be
duplicated, for not a one of us has that God-given magical touch.
Clare’s devotion to family especially her siblings was powerful right to her dying day.
There’s Orlando, who everyone called Tim, Anita and Louise, Evalyn and Lena, her
parents, husbands Joe Greco and Clay Moore, cousins, especially Bobby Morrell, as
well as friends she adored… with very deeply felt emotions for each and every one.
Her heartthrobs were Erroll Flynn and Randolph Scott and the music was by Gene
Autry, the Sons of the Pioneers and our very own Uncle Tim, who could hold his own
with those guys for sure.
Always the traveler, the adventurer, Clare would go out West, ride horses, stay at dude
ranches and just be toolin’ around in her Model A Ford, gobbling up life with gusto. She
must have been quite something back in the day.
Clare was never afraid to tackle any issue in order to keep us safe and secure no matter
where she was or what her situation was. Clare was likewise never afraid to spread her
love as far as she could with the hotspot being her family. She did these things with
remarkable success and her example lives on as inspiration for all of us to follow.
She taught me so much in those last few years. Taught me without even knowing she
was… about dealing with my profound sadness and inner anger and especially about
what love really is. And that is nothing less than giving solace and comfort, protection
and security with no expectation of return. But even in her final days she managed to
give me clear messages of love in return. Truly a remarkable lady.
Fare thee well, my dear Aunt Clare – I know you are up in heaven now, watching
over us, keeping us safe. I feel you here sometimes.
Enjoy your new journey knowing that you will live in love in our hearts forever.
— Iggy Makarevich
I read that today at Clare’s funeral. Made it to the end in one shot with just a couple of quavers toward the end! Thank you to those who hlped me get to where I could do that.
It was a small, intimate and lovely ceremony and just as I had hoped it would be. The crowd was small but the people there were the right people and that was definitely a welcome thing. All my love to everyone that was there. That goes for the man from St. Mary, too, who I sadly forgot to exchange names with. He was so pleasant, which was a good result as I had no clue what to expect.
I was blessed to have my dear friend Andy Raynor, (the holiest person I’ve ever met), do the interface with the divine. She is so good at that and then there came the fabulous, unaccompanied Amazing Grace sung by my dear cousin Jamie Petrone which gave us the sweet, soulful sound we needed at just the right time. Quite a few commented how great it was. Jamie is so inspiring.
Such wonderful family and friends … made me feel at ease and loved.
And then … wouldn’t ya know it…
There was a bit of paranormal in it, too, thank God, as Aunt Clare was there (!!!) in the form of a tiny bird seated at the peak of a nearby pointed monolith watching us and at just the right time chirped at us directly and then flew off, fortunately right after I got in a rockin’ thumbs up!
I will treasure it always.
photo by jerri Wiley mods by Iggy Makarevich
My friend, who told me this guy was profound, suggested I look him up to put more meat on the intended healing which started with Lama Yeshe. That is kind of significant, methinks. Seeing as I was still… grumpy.
So I did. Here are some clips that relate to my demons. There are a bunch to look through, I’m sure yours are there, too.
CHOGYAM TRUNGPA SPEAKS ABOUT LONELINESS & LOVE
Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche on loneliness and love from the talk “Loneliness.” A short audio clip from talk six of the Vipashyana Meditation Seminar, September 12, 1974, Karme Choling, Barnet, Vermont.Chögyam Trungpa (February 28, 1939 – April 4, 1987) was a Buddhist meditation master and holder of both the Kagyu and Nyingma lineages, the eleventh Trungpa tülku, a tertön, supreme abbot of the Surmang monasteries, scholar, teacher, poet, artist, and originator of a radical re-presentation of Shambhala vision.
Recognized both by Tibetan Buddhists and by other spiritual practitioners and scholars as a preeminent teacher of Tibetan Buddhism, he was a major, albeit controversial, figure in the dissemination of Tibetan Buddhism to the West, founding Vajradhatu and Naropa University and establishing the Shambhala Training method.
Among his contributions are the translation of a large number of Tibetan texts, the introduction of the Vajrayana teachings to the West, and a presentation of the Buddhadharma largely devoid of ethnic trappings. Regarded as a mahasiddha by many senior lamas, he is seen as having embodied the crazy wisdom (Tib. yeshe chölwa) tradition of Tibetan Buddhism. Some of his teaching methods and actions were the topic of controversy during his lifetime and afterwards.
Shunyata: Emptiness, between that and this, beyond concept -Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche, Shambhala
Published on Mar 19, 2014
The idea you are awake. Absence of bullshit. Beyond conceptualized mind. Possibilities of all kinds. Clear fantastic space. “That moment where you catch yourself between that and this you begin to realize that who you are is not particularly certain on the spot, but you begin to catch yourself between two points, which is not really two points, it’s one point, which is split already in two points. You begin to realize there’s this or that possibilities of it, on the other hand there might be some.. But so what? Try to find out. And let has have a good time with that, whatever it is.”
Talk 7 from “Viewing and Working with the Phenomenal World” Seminar, Naropa Institute, 1st July 1976.
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Surrendering Your Aggression -Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche –Shambhala
Published on Oct 17, 2010http://www.youtube.com/user/TrungpaRi…
Aggression not in the sense of that you’re angry, you keep on loosing temper. But aggression in the sense of fundamental obstacle. …surrendering, seems to be the only way to overcome aggression.
Naropa University 1975
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I think I need to spend more time with this. It might stick.
I wonder if there are any current teachers who have achieved the heights this fella and Lama Yeshe did. Or are just good teachers.
Part 1: Introduction to Tantra – Lama Yeshe
Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive
Published on Nov 1, 2013
Part 2: Introduction to Tantra – Lama Yeshe
Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive
Published on Oct 30, 2015
This DVD forms a companion to the second half of our free book “The Essence of Tibetan Buddhism.” See the DVD “Three Principal Aspects of the Path” for the first half. For more information, please visit www.lamayeshe.com.Subtitles in English.Introduction to Tantra: In 1980, in California, Lama Yeshe gave a commentary to the Avalokiteshvara (Chenrezig) yoga method. This video is Lama’s introduction to this series and constitute a wonderful explanation of the fundamentals of tantric practice.Please visit us at http://www.LamaYeshe.com
An old friend sent me the first part of this in a valiant attempt to soothe my tattered soul. As regulars may suspect, the demons have gotten some pretty good footholds of late. A playground, they have here.
She did well. as although this fellow has some unusual eye activity and swaying about a bit, which I was advised to look past; his message comes through and he managed to hit on some big ones affecting the comfort level of my stay here on earth. Thank you, dear heart. What the man says makes good common sense and is realistically presented.
I was impressed with the dude and figured part two should be up here as well. And so it is. Enjoy.
Let us have
edit: Oh dear I have learned that Lama Yeshe passed in 1984. He left us with a lot of good teachings, so we should give him a nice, grateful tip o’ the hat!
“Dogman Terrified My Son & Irate Game Ranger! “– Episode #30–Dogman Sasquatch Oklahoma Encounters
Cryptid Brothers Investigation
Published on Feb 16, 2018
This episode reveals a terrifying encounter that a son reluctantly told his dad that occurred while out with some friends trying to camp at Francis Marion National Forest near Charleston, S.C. in Spring of 2017. What he told his dad would terrify anyone!
Cryptid Brothers Investigation of Oklahoma is a team of brothers and colleagues that are experienced in outdoor survival skills, firearms, and wildgame habitats. We seek to help other Oklahoman’s that have witnessed and/or encountered a sasquatch or dogman-like creature, that they’re not alone. We travel, interview, and document from a scientific/biological investigative approach in order to understand the nature and characteristics of these elusive creatures roaming across Oklahoma and surrounding states.
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If you’ve witnessed or experienced something that you couldn’t explain that was hairy, walks upright, or walks on four legs, call our toll-free number, 1-866-306-8085. Your name will be kept confidential. All reports will be taken seriously.
Apparently there are quite the high number of these nasties in the lovely state of South Carolina. The ranger doesn’t sound like irate is quite the right word… frustration with job restrictions while truly wanting to convince these kids that they need to not come back to that area. I can understand his actions completely.
Got friends down there … everybody — be careful. Really. Seriously.
Thing makes a bear look like Mr. Rogers, man.
Too much death. Too much government fuckery. It has over whelmed me. I am now a basket case of tears. Regulars may have noted a gap in postings… even my mindless picture postings. (The pic posts quite often exist for that reason, blankness, but sometimes are for fun.)
Indeed, it is not good, mentally, here at the hauptquartier. Physically either, really. All as a result of the above. And 62 years of failure. Yeah, yeah, I know what you are thinking… “It is what you make it”… I just don’t have the energy anymore. Maybe I can convince myself to endeavor to persevere. Which is what the government told the Native Americans to do. And we know how that turned out.
I have wanted to write. Desperately so! First it was a tribute to a man I’d not yet met, but longed to at least talk to, Jc Johnson. Then just days later my old friend and occasional mentor, John Anthony West passed. I haven’t been able to write. Not one word.
And now… the State. F the God damned effing State. Connecticut specializes in effing it’s residents. And for the icing on this cake… my doctor, who has helped so much, refuses to listen to reality (reason?) and stressed me out so much on the phone while I was upstairs visiting that I snapped and yelled and scared the little baby. I love that little baby. Consequently, I don’t think the doc realizes it yet, but that was singularly NOT good for the doctor’s practice. No, not good at all.
For the Love of God,
What a nice scene…
They are giants!
This has been here before. Nicely done lights.
Hey, darlin’ innat Bobla Zar? Gotta be. Well, gol dang, yes it is and he’s on a beer run! Let’s follow ‘em!
Aren’t many nice images out there. Whether drawn, painted, or CGIed. And naturally no “real” ones. (Well, except for zorgon’s pic, shown in a post below!)
Jim Sullivan – U.F.O. (1969)
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Good old yootoob.
Still feel almost completely worthless.
And I have had a horrible memory.
Not as horrible as the one that will haunt me for the rest of my life, but quite horrible.
Consider sending good thoughts and karma?
It is exceptionally uncomfortable mentally, these past three weeks or so, yet the demon will not leave.
And I need it to leave.
Help, however… although those who might try to help are loved and cherished … real repairs are, of course, ultimately down to just me.
That has not worked to date.
But, you never know.
Well, it would appear to be a new year. I hope the temp goes up in the north so my lady’s pipes unfreeze. I pray John gets through to lead more folks to Egypt. I hope my brother John gets through to one day talk to me. That shit makes me cry out loud like a baby.
I am supposed to be so damn smart… really out there … well … as far as the practicalities of living in this greed-driven world are concerned, I am as thick as a plank. No offense to planks… Really, I am just this close to helpless. It’s bad. Real bad.
Slept in again today. Got up well after noon. Which is cool I guess but there is important stuff to do; that needs doing; and now the light will only last a couple of hours and hell. I know I am not supposed to beat myself up about it. I’ll try. Success not guaranteed.
I don’t know what to do. I’ve never known what to do. I’m sure I never will know what to do. I should get in that dumpster that’s out there. But I can’t.
The boy would be traumatized. And I’d never know if she was serious about giving me a life I could actually be proud to live.
But PentaProps™ to my Angels, especially J and C. Without them, if I was very lucky, I’d be living under a bridge.
J and C
actual ufo via the Hessdalen, Norway research / science station.
should try to steer clear of this fellow.
No way to fix my brain, that is.
I am hopeful that my mind is alright… it seems to be… but there is all this brou-ha-ha of both the chemical type and the external trickster-out-to-get-me type that my mind can only peek through random holes in the pile of debris overlaying everything.
It is not comfortable.
The chemical type trouble had gotten completely out of hand with the passing of Aunt Clare. I was knocked right off the rails. Down deep into the ravine. Angels kept popping up to keep me on the path, but the path was an unfocused nightmare that I still to this day can not describe. The buffoons at the Greenwich Hospital Emergency Room once again proved their non worth to anyone with anything mental happening and so they were just a diversion from the angels. My doc fixed it however with a truly proper prescription that took effect immediately.
I am left, though, with the brain I had before. That is not necessarily a good thing.
I wonder if I will ever, I mean e v e r, have anything even approaching happiness in my life.
I would very much like to thank the person who bought a bunch of postcards from High Strangeness Art. Bless You!!! I have never before sold more than one postcard at a time. Ever. So yes…bless you!
Agenda 21, The Plan To Kill You – David Icke
Published on Aug 14, 2016
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Once again David Icke fully and accurately explains exactly what is going on behind the curtain of our world.
He does it very well. Please listen to this.
Not so much into what he says about that little thing in Alaska… I may look around at that again…
But as far as how this world works — financially and politically and all of that other stuff…
He has nailed it. The world outside your walls is exactly the way he says it is in this lecture. Seriously.
I strongly suggest you listen to this man very carefully.
Seek out opportunities based on what he says.
Be on the lookout for Santa’s favourite Elf, FishElf, spreading Christmas cheer all over the world. Samantha Fish with Chris Alexander and Go Go Ray.
Appearing here for all of us via my dear friend Frank Petrilli, stage and screen director extraordinaire!
I am starting to realize just exactly how blessed I really am … and it is mind-blowing … and if a right proper a$$h∅!e like me enjoys such treasures, I implore you to look at your life and see just how blessed you are! Be amazed!
It is everything and it is all that matters.
Sometimes life feels like this:
At other times it almost feels “like it’s supposed to…”
I recorded some yammerings in audio.
Didn’t get all that far but got a good start…
Will need to cut into pieces as the files were way over the limits for upload here, which is 100MB. The main one is 384MB for about 15 minutes of Igular utterances. Soon… soon… tomorrow eve probably.
Note: I will stick them on here where they are supposed to be.
OK, fair warning… these are 100% unedited and will no doubt be borderline excruciatingly awful to listen to. But That is, in essence, what an Ig is. Learn why I only half a handful of friends. Learn why even uncontacted tribes in remote forests want me dead.
Well, there’s 15 minutes of not a lot. I will get the hang of it eventually, I would imagine.
Bin trustin’ them angels and so far so good with that. Taking mental notes… some fascinating evidence, methinks, or evidence on waylate realization.
Currently, the propulser for said earth seems to be in neutral; and at idle; so, that’s not good. It also feels quite strange that I have no idea what’s happening with Aunt Clare’s upcoming events. Maybe that’s not so bad as I seem to be pretty shot and need about a month of sleep. Full recharge. Or something… just… sleep!
It is with glee that I let it be known that there are now TWO authors here!
Unprecedented, it is, yes!
Everyone welcome Ariel Christopher,
who will post whenever her wacky schedule allows.
This feels good.
Meanwhile, down below:
In a powerful victory for indigenous rights in Brazil last week, the Toronto-based company Belo Sun Mining had its license to drill revoked by a federal court, dealing a significant setback to its efforts to gouge a mega-mine into the banks of the Amazon’s Xingu River.
In the unanimous ruling, the court cited Belo Sun’s failure to uphold the right of local indigenous communities to prior consultation on the project’s complex social and environmental impacts, which would compound the destruction already wrought by the adjacent Belo Monte hydroelectric dam. It also ordered the company to carry out an “Indigenous Component Study” to measure the project’s specific impacts on indigenous communities and territories, stating that a new licensing process will not be considered until Belo Sun has undertaken all of these measures.
Last week’s victory is especially notable in a region already reeling from the devastation of Belo Monte, a mega-project that steamrolled human rights, environmental protections, and the rule of law to drive a wall of concrete across the mighty Xingu River. As Belo Sun’s “Volta Grande” gold mine appeared set to follow Belo Monte’s notorious path of rampant illegality and corruption, the determined efforts of local indigenous peoples, Brazilian federal prosecutors, and NGO allies have thrown up a formidable roadblock to the multibillion-dollar project.
It was quite pleasurable seeing some good news come out of the Amazon.
I was especially impressed with the court — it actually went with the law and the people!
There is hope, friends!
My goodness… this was intended to be the big status update, but it was started a couple of days ago and we know how that goes… I will indeed be attempting a big status update, as things are going better than expected, I am compelled to thank the cosmos profusely for this as I dont do well with trauma traditionally and this was really strong stuff.
So, yes… more shortly. (Where have we heard that before, huh?!)
LOL enjoy the thrills…
“The Moon Is Full” from the album ”Hard Truth” by Coco Montoya. Released: 2017. Track 7 of 11. Genre: Blues.
“Giving Up on Your Love” from “The Big Sound of Lil’ Ed & the Blues Imperials” by Lil’ Ed & the Blues Imperials. Released: 2016. Track 1. Genre: Blues.
“Keep On Rollin’” from “Elvin Bishop’s Big Fun Trio” by Elvin Bishop. Released: 2017. Track 1 of 12.
“Hard To Feel The Same About Love” from “The Beautiful Lowdown – Curtis Salgado” by Curtis Salgado. Released: 2016. Track 1 of 12. Genre: Blues.
“When The Lights Are Burning Low” from “Promised Land Or Bust” by Moreland & Arbuckle. Track 4 of 11. Genre: Other.
Trickster’s on a roll again, but the decision has been made to drive the little twerp up the wall. Successful we have been, too, so far, by just taking the non-stop schemes in stride and as they are delivered.
So far it’s been a string of landlordy stuff. The trillion year old trap in the main drain to the town sewer line got clogged after a 30 or maybe even more year hiatus and got cleared as was previously posted along with some new piping for my kitchen’s nether regions. [Oo, nether regions ; )] Two weeks later… horrors! They had to return to use jackhammers and a crew of three to dig out said trap and sort it out properly, as in bring it up to this epoch’s code of operation. As of this writing the cost is unknown but it is reported to be of some significance. I am hoping against hope that the driveway will still be able to be on as they are due to commence on either the second or third week of November. Got some stuff to fill the hole till then. Meanwhile, gotta put in a new baseboard heater to keep em warm up there. Hopefully won’t be toast at the end.
Hopefully you all have been disabling liberals on a daily basis. Our planet really needs them to be in the soil, not above it. Please help. It really is vital. It is more than likely, in fact, that nothing in our 250,000 year history has ever been this important. Note that if garroted or hung they can be used as food, but not if impinged upon with standard lead projectiles.
What would be fabulous is if I could finally stop cracking my effing ribs. It is becoming … bad.
Oh dear. Been napping a lot. Like an old coot.I would rather not wake up.
Eyes worse than ever.
Put a personal in craigslist. Got 90 bots, 0 humans. Sounds about right. I already know that will never… ever… find anyone and be happy. This soul is only allowed agony. No good things are allowed to happen.
Oh ai…I swear I am not right in the head. A recent study said that peeps who forget a lot are unusually intelligent. While finding it reassuring that I am “okay,” as a 99th percentile lad it is starting to escalate daily. This, I assure you is not a good thing. Especially when it affects others, sich as my aunt or my friend who asked me to help with his new play. Two days ago. Bad Iggy, Bad! Seriously. I also forget to even eat. This is becoming rather uncomfortable. Like the Queen said, we are not amused.
Oh man. I hope I can get a handle on this. Soonest!
On a lighter note today brought the grin inducing news that the word Patagonia translates as Bigfoot! How cool is that? Seems the whoke region has been known worldwide as being the abode of giants since Magellan in 1520 or so. And of course locally since the year dot. Well, only a few folk know today outside of the locals.
It would appear that there was a race of humans there who were pretty good size and robustly built, but not big enough to strike us as giants. Regular folks of the day and especillay peeps from Yurrop never got over five and a half and were mostly fivers. So to them, these beings were giants.
But the gauchos and farmers reported Bigfoot size critters regularly. But they had tails. Fascination grew in my heart and continues to do so because the most likely suspect is the giant ground sloth species known as Megatherium, who fits the bill perfectly… and… wait for it… is suspected by some to not be extinct but to still be out and about!
The only downside is their most likely location is close to impossible to get to on foot. It has been deemed a no-fly zone for some silly reason.
Ooh I want one of these!
It would help me provide my special services.
But I doubt any ladies would come over and take advantage of it.
Hopefully one or more would prove me wrong… contact me and I will order it up quick, like a bunny!
I might get this simple one, too, cuz it gets it done… check out this versatile piece out at my sto’!
Hi fellow Grockles,
Presented by Sacred Geometry International and Den of Lore, in cooperation with Clay Roup – For the most important show we will ever do, and on this very special night, John Anthony West’s friends & colleagues come together to help spread the word of John Anthony West’s fight, discuss his work, and share warm stories of the man himself.
Between each guest, we will be announcing the updated amount of funds raised for Clay Roup’s Official Fundly campaign, the bonus thank-you-gifts being offered for making a donation, and at what giving level they are available at.
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Scotty Roberts has stepped out for medical reasons. Thoughts and prayers are with him and his family. GET WELL SOON SCOTTY! We will miss you, but hope for your speedy recovery!
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John Anthony West’s work has touched millions of people’s lives the world over, and fought against close-mindedness and ignorance, while promoting critical thinking on where our true history and our culture’s past could come from. Now it is our turn as a community to give back to someone who has given so much to us.
We are with you in this fight John, every step of the way.
Our goal is to raise $10,000 for John’s treatment during the broadcast – and another $40,000 during the next 7 days as we release the audio edition of the podcast. Let’s make this a reality.
John Anthony West, the Emmy award winning Egyptologist who took on the ‘Quackademics’ and conventional dating of The Sphinx is now taking on Cancer.
World renowned Egyptologist, writer and satirist John Anthony West has spent the majority of his life fighting academia with his controversial theories of ancient Egypt. In the first days of 2017 John was presented with a new fight, this time he is battling cancer instead of the “Quackademics” (one of many JAW’isms).
For those not familiar with John’s work, one can start with his 1993 Emmy award winning documentary, The Mysteries of the Sphinx, narrated by Charlton Heston. John first hypothesized and then proved geologically that the Sphinx is vastly older than the conventional date of 2500BC taught in schools. Simply put, he has changed the way we look at the history of our civilization.
John West was adamant about using alternative methods over the extremely harsh ‘standard of care’ treatment that would be tough on any person at any age.
The great news is that John has been accepted in the renowned Burzynski Clinic in Houston, Texas. Dr. Stanislaw Burzynski, much like John, is a genius that the establishment does not know how to deal with. The FDA has continually harassed Dr Burzynski for using non standard of care methods, even though his treatment has shown more promise than traditional protocols. His patients testimonies have led to the FDA to consistently fail in their stubborn litigious pursuits.
Most non-traditional cancer treatments are disregarded from health insurance policies, giving most little choice in the matter. In addition to being radically cheaper, Dr Burzynski’s patient case studies have detailed incredible results. Be that as it may, the majority of health care institutions do not acknowledge. This of course requires people like John Anthony West to settle his medical care out of pocket.
We cant let that stop these two from trying.
The Rogue Oncologist meets the Rogue Egyptologist, soon with your help.
We estimate the medical obligations, financial commitments, and on-hold Egypt tours for 2017 to be $155,000. 100% of all funds will go to John West and his family. We also welcome your ideas and suggestions to help out this living treasure to continue his pursuits.
This has kept me in trouble, but I do like doing it.
I am now the compositor for this erstwhile publication. Truth be told, it is a semi-reprise of my role as editor and publisher. Gosh that was long ago. See if you can spot all the errors I missed at the end of the day.
But it was great. Hadn’t done any print work in I don’t know how long.
This will do me good.
Good place for Squatchin.’
Could lay back and have numerous helpings of grool in real peace here, too. I was thinkin’ with some sort of Geordie / VR kind of gear hooked to a cam one could eat and Squatch at the same time. Oo
Uhm. Yeah. Im okay now.
This space is really strange! But it seems – so far – that things have worked out in the end. Looks like it will continue, too. Most unusual, in my catalog. And angels. Yeah. They visit. Today, even.
The studio is coming along, design wise and will soon be sorta functional. Wires are so dear. My God. I can only get a few at a time, sometimes. Need to booth up, though. I have a ton of Canare 2 conductor but getting connectors and building them would cost about the same and possibly a bit more. I used to make all of my mic, line and instrument and speaker cables. Then they are custom, with the true meaning of custom. This shouldn’t be an issue but times are not eggs ackley abon danza, eh.
These ladies look like they would be great friends. I want all my angels as free as these birds.
But due to the outcome of this excellently succinct illustration, the emails are getting hysterical. Which is pretty wild. Heard it was because they’re being told no for the first time. Seems legit. I mean, they’re not even all in there yet.
Much more frightening is considering that none of them seem aware that what is depicted in that art is exactly what happened. And, naturally, hardly anyone realizes it was all to plan and went down smooth.
I just want to have as little to do with it as is possible within the particular time-space continuum.
Okay, maybe not that strange.
This is so sweet. It just gives evidence to the universality of the energy we call love. Best energy there is.
PentaProps™ need to go to my dear friend Dani Cartolano for sharing this with us. Got a good eye, she does.
Lets us both celebrate the arrival of Isabella, the newest little angel to take my heart.
My two brothers; sweetheart pitbulls who keep them safe; I am quite sure would be into reenacting this clip.
Love is everywhere, in everything. It is the force that connects all things.
Love is what many are talking about when they speak of God. Not many realize that, though. Due to the teachings of the various organized religions. God is not an old guy sitting on a throne in the sky. No. God is Love.
And as Mr Lennon and friends noted, “Love is all you need.”
Try it. It works. And it will actually make you healthier.
Well, the good news is…
Progress has been made.
It would be great to not view any stormy nights that’d, uh, look like this…yeah, that’s it.
The company… has added to the mission.
They don’t do that very often, but this time it is really important. Like, REALLY.
And this time I must say that I am in full and total agreement. I cannot say more than that.
Except that it is an honor and a privilege and altogether fitting and proper.
It will be challenging as it deals with a conundrum and an enigma… and no doubt some other shit they ‘forgot’ to mention.
Mind will be churning.
I am sure it will be alright in the end.
If not I will be very upset.
The Holy Sensors are powered on.
Calibration… would be nice.
Sieg, Ig, Sieg!
Sieg, Ig, Sieg! Sieg, Ig, Sieg! Oh, Sieg, Ig, Sieg!
And a yotalapal yotalapaliote, yotalapaliotinguul,
Kifrikoat, kifrikoat, kifrikoat, a porkari…
I do not understand.
That bothers me. I used tp at least think I knew something about something. But many have noted before me that no matter how arrogant our culture becomes, when it comes down to it, we don’t know jack shit. About anything. Pardon my language.
It can be argued that I’m dead wrong because our species has proved to be wonderfully effective at knocking itself nearly out of existence.
But those folks only know how to kill others so that some other guys they’ve never seen and never will can get a new jet.
But that sitch is ever-present. More concerning is an absolute cluelessness about what to do in the future. There are, thank God, good plans awaiting. Via the grace and kindness of others, naturally. I am no good at that sort of thing. Im only good at half a dozen things max and only half of those can I still actually do.
But, hey, perhaps the glory and brilliance of failure alley can finally be defeated. That line sounds awfully familiar. But I have received some interesting signals of a positive nature. Im currently thinking it is going to be alright. Let it be so.
That would be great.
As always I am supposed to be writing. I’m also supposed to be doing the lawn. I dunno…
Gawd. Enjoy. Peace.
I was feeling like this again
I had made a right mess of things.
Due in large part to this…
and some of my crazy dreams
But then some awesome things happened of the good sort, with some great results. Things of a human sharing nature. Some quite unexpected.
And it continues.
So I am feeling a lot better.
And I’m glad I’m not this guy.
Although he does seem rather content.
Before the angelicity occurred, I’d attempted to medicate mit der sportwagen und rennwagen. Suchly…
These lovelies are Eagles. Not Jags.
If you look closely, you should be able to see for yourself that this next car, a Nissan GT-R (muy rapido) has yellow wheels.
Adding that the ease with which I found amusement was refreshing and shows the success of the actions noted above.
So, I am again hopeful for the future.
Maybe the timespan will improve and it will last a long, long time.
Nice, that would be.