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Independent Contractors

Yes it is a world of Spy VS Spy. The world is now engaged in a cyber space game of war. Except it is not a  game. Information gathering and processing is a multi-billion dollar a year business. "Rats' "moles' 'informants'  and even 'double agents' are all real and make big money selling information. Some also get paid in  a niche' sales market of 'disinformation'. You've heard how about two years ago Iran's nuclear centrifuges were compromised VIA internet e-bombs, didn't you? It's very true. Information is the ultimate high tech weapon now. An operator in Virginia can make an electronic hit in Tehran with a touch on a keypad. An electronic combatant in Nigeria can impact a California water treatment computer, in effect tainting the water supply. As computers have taken over almost every step of our lives, from banking to small dollar toys that sing songs due a micro chip inside, the vulnerability factor for cyber attacks has went into the stratosphere. We all are very much at risk for almost anything. The medicines you buy at your local pharmacy may not even be real medicines. There is a billion dollar market world wide in fraudulent medical goods. And this means even heart medication. In the last year hundreds of dog owners pets died from eating 'treats' made in China. China doesn't have the quality control measures we use here in the USA. Neither do a host of other countries. Even high machine parts integrally important for our military are counterfeited abroad and resold to the Pentagon. US military personnel have died due to these fraudulent products. Every item imaginable from conception, through manufacturing, distribution, and finally delivery is impacted by computer expertise. Hundreds if not thousands of Independent Contractors work for governments and their military  to Spy, Steal, and Redirect valuable information. The application of their skills is not limited to military targets just between the hours of eight to five. These rogue elements take pride in disrupting almost all forms of web traffic. One of the larger groups is called Anonymous. Whether you agree with them politically or not, they have the capacity to damage your web based enterprise. And so such is the violent world we live work and play.  

Happy New Year

Hail Mary, full of grace.
Our Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.

A Vengeful Act

They were long range planners. The stories they shared dazzled the mind. They planned their activities five, ten, twenty years ahead. It all boiled down to time, they said. And Time is an abundant resource. You could build a pyramid one grain of sand at a time, and build it taller than the Great Pyramid, and still Time Eternal would saturate the heavens. And this is also how They viewed vengeance. When a wrong or harm is done in the universe, the universe then gets out of balance. And the world of man needs balance to live long and prosper. So when a wrongful act goes unpunished, it is stored like dried limes for a special day. That day may be long in the future, but it will come, it will arrive like an enemy on a city bus.  The bus riders will get off and go their ways. The driver will move on and continue his route along the city streets. But one of his passengers has already disappeared into the city crowds. Like a brown rabbit running to the fields among the hundreds of others, he has blended into nothingness. He was hidden now and fully committed to his mission. He had taken the wrongs done to him deeply long ago. He had been a child when his father had been taken. It was true that government was overthrown, and been replaced with his brand, his kind, his people. But to him, he remembered the foreigners who had worked with the old regime. And now twenty years later it was he who was a stranger in a foreign land. It had been so easy for him to come abroad and even with the correct documents.He smiled, thinking how pompous these people were to believe their world was far from the tragedies and horrors in his homeland. He knew what these people needed. The universe was out of balance and it must be corrected. His brothers and sisters had suffered for decades because of these foreigners. Millions of visions of man's inhumanity to man lived on in the wounded hearts of his kind. These atrocities could not go unpunished. The time had come to exact justice through a vengeful act. 

Guns For Medicine

The disease spread around the globe faster than a black sedan on a NASCAR race track. Rumors were everywhere. Was it an Asian influenza? What about the Russians? It was a numbers game alright, and those Chinese held the odds for survival. 2.2 Billion Chinese living in tight quarters for centuries. Their immune systems has been exposed to everything both nature and biotechnology had sent their way. People were dying by more than five million a month. Something was killing an extra one million people a month, and growing. People held up in the their homes and stared out of dirty windows with fear. For a month now, garbage trucks came down the street picking up the dead bodies and taking them to the burn piles. Men in pristine white space suits screeched the giant trucks to a halt and with elongated meat hooks would snag and drag the deceased into the dumpster. There was no eye contact, no attempt to talk, only the endless repetitious of men stopping, picking up, dumping, and driving off. The TV news coverage was sporadic at best. The few news people left also wore pristine white space suits. The only news was bad news. This modern plague had exploded across the earth in less than two weeks. The government claimed no country was spared, no country had identified the cause, and no country knew the origin of the killer. It was simply a waiting game now to let this satanic scourge run its course. And then the men in white started showing up. They too, were in space suits but were armed with automatic weapons. They had come to trade, they said. They were offering experimental medicine in a government sponsored trial to save America. They did not know if this medicine would work or even alleviate any of the symptoms. But because of the active and escalating disintegration of society, the government offered the potential cure only as a trade. Each and every household must give up all their weapons, firearms, rifles, everything. Then and only then, would you have a chance to live. Otherwise these white soldiers were moving on to the next house, and the next house, and you might die.

Norovirus Warfare On Cruise Ships?

The norovirus is a very common virus that can be transferred through fecal contact either person to person, food or water contamination, or aerosol. Most medical reports claim it is the bug  most frequently associated with cruise ships. With all that said, did it ever occur to anyone that these expensive cruises are being used for germ warfare experiments? I mean, just consider the billion dollar industry and the recurrent 'bug' outbreaks that keep occurring. Always, the CDC, the Center for Disease Control gets involved. It is also known they work hand in hand with our CIA, and the Department of Defense Allow yourself just for once, to believe your government would use you for biological experiments. We all know it has never happened before. These clean cut shirt and tie guys would never infect Americans with viruses off the coast of California,or infect black men with sexually transmitted diseases, or force military personnel to get contaminated vaccines. Of course we know this would never happen, we live in America. But what if for the sake of 'national security', a rogue element in the government authorized Operation Sea Sickness. This plan subtitled OSS would allow our finest scientists to use real people in real life situations to research how to conduct biological warfare. And cruise ships have human guinea pigs from all over the world representative of all demographics. A perfect science laboratory! But there is more. These viruses just aren't of the garden variety, oh no. They are genetically mutated or engineered by Ivy League geniuses. The industry of genetically altered food and germs is the fastest growing investment sector on Wall Street. Of course, much of it is hush hush. For some strange reason the common people don't want to eat an apple that tastes like a strawberry. It's what they call a hard sell. People might have nightmares of ingesting flesh eating Salmon patties. Now that's nasty. All this bio-warfare stuff can effect the appetite for sure. And that brings up again these expensive cruise ships. Something is causing massive outbreaks of vomiting and diarrhea. It makes you wonder, are salads really that risky?  

Mount Death: Washington

Out side Washington DC on a hot day in August 2012 an ant hill grew and grew. For hours the ants worked and labored scurrying about the concrete pavement. Slowly, ever so slowly the mound they built grew inch by inch. The ants scurried to and fro from  the safety of the mound in search of needed materials. Well organized and with diligence the army of ants collected all the pieces and components necessary for their mission. In the light of day they moved freely and openly on the streets of DC. This colony of worker ants tirelessly gathered all the necessary components to stock their factory. Yes, it took time, a lot of time, but these devoted ants could think of nothing other than completing their duty. And so each one brought back to the mound a little of this, and a little of that, and some ants went far away and returned with specialty items. Inside the growing mound, the factory of ants functioned like a well organized robotic assembly line. Each ant having their own assigned tasks. Each ant fully aware of the importance of their specific project. As time passed the manifestation of their synchronized labor became evident. The ants became energized and full of a sense of accomplishment and worth. They smiled as they worked long grueling hours without much food or sleep. They could feel the end of their mission had neared. And they delighted in knowing no one suspected them or even thought their mission possible. Who would have thought it possible to build it, piece by untraceable piece? What pure genius! No delivery system needed. No transportation needed. All they needed was time, and they had lots of time. And now as the years and months had passed, the completion was only weeks if not days away. The ant colony agitated with zeal. They laughed out loud about their success and great achievement. It..  was almost ready. They could hardly believe their eyes. Right there in Washington DC they had built it. All those years of arduous manual toil, and now it was near completion.
Then the Queen ant called for the Great Meeting. The time had come for the factory to close. Time had come for workers to go home.

Religious Truth: An Oxymoron?

Most would agree that religions are practiced and fueled by Faith, not Truth. More than a  few fanatics would murder me for saying that. Because holy people who know God have a right to kill you for disagreeing. Right? Well, that's how much of the world is worshiping today in these modern times. In Saudi Arabia it is a crime to put up a Christmas Tree. But that doesn't stop the Bush Family Oil Cartel from jointly owning businesses with the Saudi Royals. But that is for another day. Does Religious Truth honestly exist? Well, it depends on who you talk to and if you value your life. In Afghanistan they have 'Religion Police'  who go door to door to keep you in line with the Faith. Better read up on that Koran. So what is the Truth there?  If you take a look at history, 99% of all wars had something to do with persecution of a particular group of people who were 'different', or for religious reasons. You do remember the 'crusades', don't you? Christian armies attacked, murdered, raped, and robbed non-Christians living in the 'holy land' for centuries. Oh yea, this just isn't taught in schools. During World war II the 'crooked cross' had the backing of many holy Catholic priests. Even after the war, these holy men helped war criminals escape prosecution. It's a Religious Truth. During the Clinton Presidency tens of thousands of Muslims were systematically murdered in 'ethnic cleansing' in eastern Europe. This is another Religious Truth. I had a woman once tell me, that if those Muslim fathers and sons who were rounded up and slaughtered like hogs, didn't accept Jesus as their savior, they were going to hell. This is another Religious Truth. Wow. I guess the term or phrase Religious Truth is NOT an oxymoron. You learn something everyday. What would happen if the world had no religion? What if, we earthlings just had each other and no god to worship? How would we then justify killing our fellow man? Let me think....got it! If religion did not exist...we could use the Color of Skin to separate the lesser peoples from the greater peoples. The only question would be; who is in the lesser group? Let me think...got it! The people with the most weapons would be the masters of the people with less weapons.

16,000 Murders VS 300 War Fatalities. Why?

On average there are 45 murders every day in the USA. That's approximately 16,000 murders a year. Over the last 10 years in the Afghanistan War approximately 3000 US service men have died in combat. That's approximately  300 per year. Now really think about it. 16,000 US murders per year VS 300 War deaths.
What the hell is wrong with this statistic? It means you have a much better chance of being a murder victim here on US soil than being shot dead in a war zone. This begs the question, Why? I would suggest that if one looks at history for an answer, it's right there in front of us. Man has a DNA propensity as a species to kill. For all you religious types, just think about Cain and Abel. Mankind it seems started off as a killer. And mankind hasn't stopped killing since. So I guess the next question is, what are we as a global society to do about it?  What can we do about it? Nothing. Mankind is doomed. Did you know that each year more than half a million people are murdered world wide? That's 500,000 plus people killed each year. This does not include wars. Did you know that during the US Civil War approximately 350,000 people died in combat? That is LESS than the number of people murdered world wide EVERY year. I think we get the picture. Now this again brings up the Second Amendment. Americans have a Right to defend their lives. Period. I might not be able to draw a gun like an old marshal in the old west, but damn it I have a right to try to save my life. I've said this before, I personally don't own a gun. But I will defend to my death my right to own a gun. I think before the 'holy' people start blabbing about Jesus and the Bible and prayer, they need to take a closer look at the facts about murder. There are hundreds of thousands of vicious murderers in prison where they belong. They have gangs that actually operate from within prisons and order murders on the outside. The US is crumbling into a third world country infested with gangs and drug dealing thugs. The police are tired, angry, over worked, and at times corrupt. I think it is time I bought a gun. And this time, I mean it.

Be Young Again: In Your Nightmare

A few days ago I wrote a post about listening to golden oldies (songs) from your youth and making an emotional connection. I then suggested using this as a launch pad to have great dreams. Well after listening to my songs on YouTube I went to bed and had nightmares. I found myself back at a stinking rotten dishwasher job I had when I was sixteen years old. In the dream I was overwhelmed with the same exhaustive lethargy of working eight hours with morons. My God, all those mixed up feelings of dread on that hell hole assembly line. It was worse than a flashback. I was on the 'machine' and I had tooked some weed before clocking in. Well being a holiday all the filthy dishes got backed up in my dream and it was like whoa man...how did I get back here? It was like a cut and paste hatchet job of morose and mundane paranoia. The frickin dishes kept piling up jamming into the mouth of the commercial machine and the people around me had giant bug eyes. This one loony had an IQ of a cockroach and would clean  the greasy tile floor like a maniac. He kept slamming that filthy dirty mop like the tail of a wildebeest in heat. Then in my dream the guy showed me a pic of his human mushroom girlfriend and I said, "Whoa." The dude slammed me with the wooden mop handle and kept trying to get me to fight him. I had to dodge around the damn kitchen like a fugitive. Then all of a sudden I found myself washing pots and pans. The damn things were piled to the frickin ceiling and the suds in the big sink were spilling all over the damn floor.  The  owner came over and stuck his big fat sweaty pocked marked face within an inch of mine and said, "What's wrong with you, boy?" I could smell his green teeth as he spit on me. I tried to run but I couldn't move my feet fast enough. It was like I had to lean forward almost parallel with the tile floor to get one foot in front of the other. I knew in my dream that fat ass was trying to get a hold of me. But I just knew I was done washing pots and pans. My wife's alarm went off and saved me from my adolescence. As I got the morning coffee ready I remembered the last tune I listened to before going to bed last night. It was 'Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog..."

500 Murders In Chicago

Who said the ghost of Al Capone isn't alive and well in Chi-Town? Allow me to say that one not be a clairvoyant to see his ghost. 500 murders in an urban city tells me one thing and one thing only: Build More Prisons. I am sick and tired of hearing all the excuses how society has 'abandoned' these 'children' and their only way out is a life of crime. Baloney.
I don't care...why there are 500 murders in Chicago. I want the criminals locked up. Period.
I have come to the conclusion that Crime Does Pay...otherwise all these criminals wouldn't be killing each other. The question arises;  Maybe this is social natural selection? Why not let all these thugs kill each other?
This shit has been going on for centuries. The crime wave isn't no wave...it's a frickin ocean!  The whole damn world is corrupt from top to bottom and these street thugs are in every major city on earth! Just check out the news in other countries. You cannot...legislate moral and ethical behavior. The myth of rehabilitation has been exposed. Everyone knows it. Even the relatives of the perpetrators know this is true. So when a society is rotten from the top down..the common denominator is to Protect The Citizenry. That's all she wrote, pal. Otherwise there will be a civil war here in the United States of America again. It's either you are a law abiding citizen...or you are removed from society. The blood bath will never stop as long as the electorate is in denial. This crime epidemic is here to stay. Matter of fact, it is going to get a lot worse. There aren't any good jobs coming from anywhere anytime soon. So it's time to employ masons, brick layers, carpenters, etc etc and let's go on a prison building spree. Yes sir the time has finally come. The current system is not working. It will never work. So let's put America back to work. Build baby build.

TIME TO BUILD PRISON AFTER PRISON AFTER PRISON.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Russian Civil Rights Fading Fast

Once upon a time there was a good Russian lawyer named Sergei Magnitsky. He is dead now. A few years ago he exposed the Putin government for the Crime Syndicate it is. He was arrested and put in a detention center where he was beaten to death by Putin thugs. This was in 2009. The USA passed a law in his memory called the Magnitsky Law. It basically denied known criminals safe passage into the USA. No big deal, right? Putin the Dictator has upped the ante by signing a bill ending US adoptions of Russian orphans.  Just think about the mindset of a dictator who would publicly use orphans as a 'message' to the US.  This guy is a world threat and the media has ignored covering this thug because perhaps they too fear for their lives. Yes, they did report the murder of Magnitsky and the law recently signed by Putin ending adoptions. I am Not talking about that coverage. I am talking about how this thug Putin has taken over a country like Hitler, and how human rights and journalists are disappearing over there. If you ask me, the USA should be very afraid of Putin and his henchmen. It is no secret that the Russian Mob is one of the most dangerous in the world. And get this, they are operating here in the USA today. Just ask the FBI. Any body who watches mobster movies knows these guys reproduce faster than rats. I guess when a thug has ICBMs in his pocket one is careful about upsetting him. But a greater question is how safe are all those nukes over in Mother Russia? How much yellow cake and other components have been ushered out of the country for big profits?
You know, with all this media orgy about the Sandy Hook and the Fiscal Cliff, one has to wonder why important stories like focusing on the Criminal Russian Empire isn't even mentioned? Maybe it's too hot of a subject and our elected officials have turned a collective blind eye? I have a hunch that in the coming years if not months more bad news will being exported from Putin's Prison State. Time will tell. Na Zdorovie!

Olympics and Tyranny

In 2014 Russia will hold the Winter Olympics in Sochi. Vladimir Putin is Russia's dictator. Like the German dictator he wants to showcase Russia's best. Quietly for almost 13 years Putin has been solidifying his criminal empire. Make no mistake about it, he is a dictator. Recently he shut down yet another newspaper because a journalist laughed at him. Such power is a total mirror of the German dictator in the 1930's. History has a way of repeating itself. And it is kind of noteworthy, that Putin declared the world would not end with the Mayan calendar, but he hinted he knew when. Imagine a guy in charge of all those Soviet nuclear weapons. He must feel pumped up. I mean, talk about swagger. The guy can walk in to a room and everyone takes notice. Nothing brings out the macho in a dictator like a pocket full of ICBMs. Just in case you've forgotten, Russia has tens of thousands of nuclear tipped missiles aimed at the USA. Most people are unaware that if launched they will fly over the Arctic and Canada and get here to the USA in short order. If hostilities ever do break out WW III, it will be a quick study in world annihilation. Could this be why the US Government has been secretly building massive underground cities all over the country? Remember, IF one knew this war was coming, you wouldn't want to inform the 300 million other Americans that they weren't invited to the underground bomb shelters. And don't forget those Georgia Guide Stones...you know..that cryptic message about reducing the world's population by several billion. I think somethings up, something real fishy is going on. This Russian dictator Putin is going to get out of control. And I mean on the world stage. Who in the world would be confrontational with a nuclear armed hot headed macho man? I don't see any takers. The world has been manipulated with tunnel vision to focus on the alleged threats from Al Qaeda.  But Putin has been solidifying his power base in Russia for over a decade. Rumor has it, Russia is a Mafia Run Totalitarian State with a huge Secret Police. That atomic clock set for doomsday needs to be dusted off and oiled up.

Be Young Again: In Your Dreams

A friend  of mine asked me to try something sort of a scientific experiment. It's actually quite simple and frankly enjoyable. Think about a time when you were transitioning through adolescence and think about the music you listened to and the feelings you had. Then go online to YouTube or maybe just toss a few records on an old turntable and sit back and listen. To do the experiment correctly you need to pay attention to the feelings you lost long ago. As you sit or lay there 'feeling' the music in your soul, enjoy it. Allow yourself to escape the present and maybe even close your eyes and think back in space-time. I would suggest finding music that early on in your awareness of coming of age you listened to the most. For this to work, there has to be a strong emotional bond with the music. But there is a little more than just listening to the oldies. Try and remember, where you were when you first heard the music, and remember how it made you feel. Allow yourself to go back and see the images and the places you haven't thought about in years. Go way back, to the beginning as far as you can remember. Again it is important to connect with past emotions and images. Then, later before you turn in for the night, (to sleep) refresh those images and feelings so they are clear as can be. As you lay in bed don't try to fall asleep. Just close your eyes and relive those long lost memories. In other words, jump start the Dreams. After you fall asleep you should have a very unique visual dream experience that you will want to remember when you awaken. Some people leave a notebook or journal nearby so they can write down anything 'important'. Believe it or not, you might be able to 'time travel' and hook up with old friends who also are dreaming that night. That's right, a shared journey into the shadows of space-time. Just don't freak out if something magical happens. And if it doesn't 'work' the first night, give it a couple of tries. Remember we are Spirits, temporarily here using these cocoon bodies. Have a good trip.

Fiscal Cliff This...

Look, this is absolutely crazy. The Federal Government is broken. These pigs of both parties put the damn country in the red hole 16 Trillion dollars. What the hell is going on? I'll tell you. These bastards have printed counterfeit money for decades, and now none of them want to take credit for it. Let me help you lazy bastards find some common ground. Let's stop paying you. Period. You don't deserve any respect. Period. You don't deserve any kind of monetary wage for what you have done to our country. Period. You've allowed the red ink to flood our economy. You've allowed bankers and Wall Street to steal our future and our children's future. You have bound us with the chains of slave debt. Debt that you bastards created. You changed laws, starting with that B-rated movie star Ronald Reagan, that shipped jobs over seas by the millions. You deregulated the banksters and they stole billions from us. You continually support almost 200 US military bases all over the world when We The People don't approve. You have the US military spread all over the world in harms way, as if We The People agreed to it. We didn't, and We don't. You are in cahoots with the military-industrial war machine up to your throats. And you own stocks in those companies VIA blind trusts, straw men corporations, and dummy organizations. We The People know it. The media is bought and sold by fat good old boys. Like Rome, you are corrupt and collapsing. We The People know we are being swindled. All this fear mongering about Al Qaeda, home grown terrorism, right wing hate groups, left wing anarchists, IS ALL bullshit! The Federal Government is the Enemy of the people. Period. Congress is a circus of circus clowns. Just because the American people haven't been out there en mass screaming with picket signs, doesn't mean We The People aren't on to your schemes. You threaten us with spies in the FBI, CIA, NSA, DHS,..but We The People cannot be oppressed by fear, by secret police, by threats. We The People know where you go to sit on your asses and not work! Washington! That giant toilet flushing in the middle of DC. We The People will remember. We have lists! We ave names! You can stick that fiscal cliff up your ass.

What If?

What if...all the news you get has already been censored?  What if your government has the power to limit your access to real world events? What if all the news is filtered and molded to fit a specific agenda? What would your 'reality' be? You'd be living your life in an information bubble. What if...you found out that there really are 'Thought Police'? What if.. the technology already is being used to 'monitor' your thoughts and record any minute thought pattern that might be construed as 'anti-government'? Well it is true, all of it. Look at 'it' this way. Every behavior you do;  from the TV shows you watch, every website on the internet you visit,  every text you send, every phone call you make, and every conversation you have with family and friends are  mirror manifestations of your thoughts. Your government has been collecting all this personal data  on you for years. You have a 'file' at the FBI, NSA, DHS, CIA, etc. You have an electronic file with any and all the personal information the government deems necessary to keep. Their criteria? They can justify 'anything' in the name of national security. Anything. This is not a futuristic science fiction plot. This is reality. The government is afraid of its own people. And the scrutiny of your thoughts will only get more intense. We live in a world of  control freaks. And unfortunately they have all the modern tools. They can intercept phone messages right out of thin air and run them through mega-computers that layer your personal data in your
e-file. This spying on US citizens and recording personal information is against the Constitution. But it doesn't matter. You will be denied access to even review your e-file. I've said this before and I'll keep repeating it...the only law preventing a Totalitarian State from completely oppressing the American people is the Second Amendment. Once the spy masters take away your right to own a gun and ammunition to protect your family and personal assets, you will be a slave in the 21ST century. And then you will look back and wonder... how could it have happened here in the United States of America.

Finders Fee For Publisher

The Luna Cee Pub is an online think tank that puts Congress to shame. It was hinted to me that this might be a marketable product in book form. I guess they call it Intellectual Property. Personally, a lot of it is simply lifting the toilet seat cover over Congress and trying to flush. If someone out there in the world wide web wants to hook me up to a publisher, we can negotiate a finders fee for your efforts. In the mean time, I'll keep shoveling the sh$t Congress and Washington keep dumping on us citizens. So, it's all about knowing the right person at the right time etc. Maybe you're that person to find me a publisher. May the force be with you. Godspeed.

An Armed Society: America's Future

There is this Frum guy who wrote an article for CNN. He states that hand guns are not necessarily making America safer. However wrong he may be, he is allowed to express his opinion. Any stats major in college can tell you any statistic can be manipulated to alter one's perspective. In terms of actual scientific data, it is a fact that armed guards are a deterrent to criminal behavior. And millions of Americans are at risk daily here on US soil simply because they don't own a hand gun. But, you get bet your last nickle that all the criminals especially the violent ones have a gun or two or three. Criminals can control a large group of people by simply waving a loaded gun. Well it is also true that the presence of an armed uniformed guard or officer also is a deterrent and can 'control' the individuals who might be contemplating committing a crime. Why do you think we have armed prison guards? The visual of the guard alone is a deterrent for a criminal. Now, getting back to society and all those guns out there. It is a fact that due to a process called plea bargaining, many violent criminals don't serve the time they earned to stay behind irons bars. I believe if someone uses a firearm for any crime at all, including carjacking, they mandatory sentence should be  25 years. Yes, get really tough on violent offenders and send a clear message. IF you do the gun crime, you will do the gun time. Now, this obviously does not apply to those individuals who are mentally deranged or just evil to commit mass murder. This is where 'regulations' and 'additional' tests should be required before selling a glassy eyed purple haired nut job a semi-automatic rifle and 3000 rounds of ammunition. Something can be worked out that the NRA would back. It is again a question of sitting down and really working on this issue to get real results. But since Congress can't even decide to balance their budget like the rest of us Americans do, I wouldn't hold my breath that any significant gun control ideas are even suggested. These clowns in Washington are the laziest bastards we've ever had. So I'd say, buy a gun, load up, and take a safety course or two. You'll feel better and you'll gain a new respect for our Founding Fathers. God Bless Our Freedoms!

School Safety and Stupid Government

Wayne LaPierre the NRA chief and spokesman suggested putting armed police in schools to protect the children. Surprisingly many school districts in the USA do have 'school officers' who come and go as needed. They sometimes give school 'talks' about crime, peer pressure, drugs etc. But they also intervene to remove problematic kids from the classroom as necessary.  It isn't such a giant step to have at the very minimum uniformed security guards posted at schools. Believe it or not, just the visual presence of a uniformed guard creates enough deterrent to have potential perpetrators change their minds. This is why so many commercial businesses hire unarmed guards. The availability of roaming officers with communication devices could truly improve the safety standards at schools. I have worked at schools who employ licensed security guards and it does have a positive impact. This does not mean they have to be carrying loaded guns. Other options are available. Unfortunately however Mr. LaPierre might be right in suggesting having an armed guard on site. The question ultimately is do we want our children safe? And, unless you haven't been shopping lately, people get rude and feisty and pushy and violent quite easily these days. It won't help addressing the problem by  studying this issue just to place blame. The bottom line is keeping school safe so our children can study. And this means a change of policy in all our schools is necessary. Society as a whole might be more aggressive than in yesteryear, but our desire to keep our children safe has not diminished at all. I believe most Americans would feel comfortable having some form of security at their child's school. The question again, is on what level will someone with brains actually get the dialogue going to improve our children's education  experience? Banning guns simply won't work.

Another Scroll Opened

...and I came across a bridge..and could see the light...a woman dancing with a crown of lit candles or perhaps sun bright white feathers perfectly around her head of long black hair...then I saw clouds move in front of the sun as if just passing by...and there was a golden horn with a red bow tied on it...and below a body of a rotting corpse with a disfigured face....flying high into the space above was a single black bat slowly making its way...men dressed as holy men were sitting at a table arguing, and one of them held up a golden seal attached to a red ribbon...the seal had and old style cross with equal lengths...and then I saw  another seal on a golden ring...it had flowing water and tropical trees and in the middle it had the face of an elephant...and then I saw a giant tube of clouds and millions of people all wearing gowns and head wraps moved in a single line up towards the opening....and then I saw animals vomiting and standing in their vomit unable to move.. and people were nailed to trees like Jesus on the cross...but the trees were alive and had leaves...and many others people were kneeling before Mecca...everyone was waiting for him...for the arrival of him... and the man of a Royal House was taken by force...a knife at his throat...and a skeleton of a bird flew above looking down...and another scroll was opened...

A Christmas Message For All

When I was a kid I watched this old boring guy on TV named Bob Hope. Later I would watch him do Christmas 'shows' in Viet nam. Far too many Americans forget those years and the 'sacrifices' US servicemen paid for corporate profiteering by US companies who manufactured 'war supplies. Our government lied to the America people for decades. Both political parties were liars. We The People never got a true apology for the years of lies. And now 5 or 6 wars later far too many Americans are somehow not confronting these liars in Congress. I believe as I have said several times here on my blog, that history repeats itself like clockwork. However rarely have I mentioned the apparent apathy or disconnect of many of our younger voters, or non-voters. Government is OUR responsibility to control and monitor. There was a time when hundreds of thousands of young people had mass public displays of anti-government sentiment. This needs to come back. All those highly educated people with large student loan debt need to come together in a 'think tank' of sorts and get involved in government. They can do a much better job running the country than these clowns in there now. And, maybe if and when they get in, they can give the American people an honest report about how we got 16 trillion dollars in the red. I truly believe that America's future is in her young people. Never in the history of the world has so many been educated  to such a high degree. One of America's greatest resources is our collective intelligence. Somebody somewhere MUST organize the brains of this country and take it back! I honestly cannot understand why young people have not taken a greater role in our government. It's almost as if there is some kind of 'devil spell' that year after year blocks people from getting involved. Certainly there must be millions of smart people who understand how our country has been hijacked by special interest groups. And certainly you would think given the opportunity to run the government they would take it. I wish I knew where to begin to jump start and fire up these millions of no named leaders. Maybe this Christmas Season somebody will look into a mirror and see a future member of Congress.

A 1776 Christmas

As the icy winds blew down on the American Revolution Militia in 1776, George Washington attempted to get his men pumped up to cross the Delaware River in a snow storm and put their lives on the line for Life Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness. These Founders of The United States of America did it by the use of force. They had to fight for freedom, it was not given to them. They were fighting a battle for all future generations to live free from government tyranny. They knew clearly from world history that freedom must be fought for and protected by every succeeding generation. This is the Why of the Second Amendment. 99 % of all Americans are peaceful law abiding contributors to society. The other 1% are the violent criminals that Law Enforcement cannot deal with effectively. It is well known that when it comes to statistics, they can be churned to say about anything. This is why insurance companies are so rich. It is also why in today's media there is a war on the Second Amendment. People have short memories, and many people do not participate in electing government officials or the laws these con artists frequently pass. The simple Truth is, Americans should never trust government on any level nor trust the corrupt judiciary. Period. Now, this does not  mean we cannot look at 'assault' type weapons as something that can be more controlled in terms of sales. These weapons not only can be controlled more to the benefit of society, they must be. I am a member of the NRA and will be for life. Yes they are gun fanatics. But 99% of them are law abiding citizens. And it makes me feel good knowing our Federal Government cannot take away our right To Defend our Freedoms. Owning a gun is as American as Apple pie.  In 1776 if you committed a crime with a gun, your peers held you accountable. It is no different today, hundreds of years later. We are suppose to be a law abiding country. And for the most part we are. So as I eat plate after plate of Christmas cookies and listen to Christmas music, I will embrace my country's vision of Life Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness, and I will defend that Right against any and all who would challenge it.

Amy Mihaljevic Murder Case: Let's Solve It

Be A Murder Detective

Here is a link to a case where a ten year old girl was murdered. Check it out. Please.

http://amymihaljevic.blogspot.com/

In 1989 on October 27TH, a Friday,  I went to pick up my kids and then return to my home for weekend visitation. Usually I took the road along the lake but as I approached the city of Bay Village I had to take a detour. The road was closed due to a major sewer project. So I was forced to meander around some side streets to get through the city. As I headed east I came upon a stop light in front of a strip mall, it turned red.

To my left I saw an old antique style blue pick up truck with wooden slats off each side of the back. I 'think; the vehicle also had a metal frame on top where one might put ladders. As the truck drove pass me heading south I saw the driver jumping and twitching around in his seat as if on drugs. I'm not sure why, but I got a bad feeling about the guy. Then I noticed what I thought was a young girl on the passenger side leaning her back against the door, but looking away from me towards the driver. I just felt that something evil was going on here. As fate would have it, I drove the approximately 45 minute drive home with my kids. We would spend the night there with my girlfriend. As I turned on the TV and the local news, I was shocked to see a news report about a missing ten year old girl. The news woman was standing in front of the strip mall I had passed. Sometime in the early winter the girls body was found. Her case has never been solved. Over the next 20 years I would mail my 'tip' into the Bay Village Police department. And twice never heard a word or response. Recently I stumbled upon a blog that keeps the case open. I actually bought the book about this case and exchanged emails with the author. I also emailed the police chief about my 'tip'.

Please take a look at the link and read the author's entries. His book is a good read also.

Folks, something is fishy about this case. Real fishy. In the spirit of Christmas..somebody drop a dime..on that someone you know has a dirty little secret. The time has come. 

A Christmas Poem For My Wife

Long ago you came down from the North
Years later I  followed, drawn forth
To the Tropical side of the landscape below
Embracing our children, with Christmas glow
To light up their Holidays with Love
Yet our eyes turned often, to Heaven above
And inside we both yearned for some magic yore
To find someone special, to free us without chore
And then the Golden Dust fell that night,
At the beach, the waves the stars the kisses alight!
Hand in hand we swept the shore
For hours and hours with dreams galore
And then there, at sandy point's end
We embraced with heartbeats pounding, again
Look above! The Midnight skies!
The sea breeze cool, the smitten eyes
Together as one, on the beach alone
But alone never more, what God has sown

Merry Christmas My Love

12/22/12 A New Beginning

Everyday is a New Beginning. It didn't have to be the day after the Mayan money maker ended. (lol.) However every day is a New Paradigm as all the variables of the universe both internally and externally have shifted. We were not born into this fantastic journey just to occupy space. We were/are meant to be active participants in our journey. Something to consider is the following line:  Revelation means the revealing of that which was hidden. Everyday being a new arrival for our waking hours offers a chance for us to take the reigns and go our own way. We can choose to be free and exercise our Greatest Gift; Our Free Will. We were created to seek out and go where our souls lead us. We were not meant to be like sheep and follow pseudo-leaders to be slaughtered. As things have changed through history, God has 'revealed that which was hidden' to us over and over. But were we listening? Were we watching? Have we made that necessary effort to confront ourselves and learn to become fuller participants in our personal destinies? Again, we were not born into this world simply to occupy space. Each and every one of us has a brain and a Creative umbilicus to God. Yes, he made the beavers who can build very nice houses in the middle of flowing rivers, but mankind, you and I are so much more endowed with the Essence of God than a beaver. Our life time journey is only limited by our reluctance to take that first step towards total life fulfillment. We do not have to fit in. We do not have to do what everyone else does. Our thoughts and ideas  have value regardless what others say. Have you considered the artwork of Salvador Dali? He was mocked. Have you heard how the 'establishment' called Elvis Presley's music "nigger music" right on prime time TV? Have you heard how the Church tortured and killed those who dared to say the earth was not flat? Yes, this is how the goodness within us is oppressed. 'They' do not want you to believe in yourself, unless you do it 'their' way. So today take a closer look at your life and where you want to journey. Take notes, record your beliefs, make a journal. Allow yourself to be Free. Today is Your New Beginning.

The Mustard Seed

We are all made from star dust. This is a scientific fact. 100% of scientists agree. Our physical bodies made directly from the stars cooling eons ago, are perfect temples for Spirit. The Living Spirit. A few years back I was exploring my inner universe and staring into a mirror. Upon fixating on a specific focal point I entered a brief trance like state of consciousness. I saw images of not less than 200 people flickering past my minds eye within seconds. Those images I believe represented my Past Lives. I have no agenda to push the concept of reincarnation on anyone.  I actually don't care if you believe it or not. I still wish you happiness and all the best this life offers, regardless your belief on this subject. I am not even hinting that you too should look into a mirror and try to seek your past lives. Does it matter? What does matter is the Here and Now. The way we spend our lives here in this space-time is very important. I believe that while we are here, even if but for a short time, we can be better individuals. That we can record layers of positive energy onto our souls which in essence is who we are. The entire universe is in layers. From giant planets like Jupiter to the hydrogen atom, everything is arranged in layers. Take a look at a a cliff face closely. What do you see? Layers upon layers upon layers of sediment. If 'gravity' were at the core of our being, then through space-time, energies would accumulate. These energies are the god particles that God created. All of humanity as a whole, and all of humanity individually are a part of God. We are not here just to consume corn chips and drink beer. There is so much more. One of the things I believe is that we are suppose...to apply our Spiritual Gifts while here. Everyone has something , they just have to find it. In the mean time, we all in a way are 'filters' and 'magnifiers' of either positive energies or negative energies. Throughout a life time both add mass to your Soul. And mass is the most powerful manifestation in the universe. It contains the most bang for the buck. Not only was Jesus a Jewish Rabbi, He clearly stated that after he was gone, Many would come after him and...in his words...do greater things than He. Do you think He was misleading you? I don't. Seek the faith of a mustard seed, and you can move mountains.

Cherry Blossoms

and when the people are quiet
a Great Wind from the north will come
in the land of cherry blossoms
an unexpected guest

He comes with uncertainty
sheep driven to the edge of cliff
herded and waiting and baying, half moon
rising the night is cold

silence stillness twilight grey
then hidden the quake shudders
ancestral prayers, falling crystals
of icy snow, then the beast rises

wounded she is
but finds the light
from deepest waters
the grave escaped

Three Seventeen 317 Three One Seven 3:17

Lately I have been inundated by the number 317 on all fronts. I guess it could be just one of those crazy days. Many people have told me strange and interesting things that have occurred in their lives. I like to listen to them all. This 317 has been popping up everywhere. If I was in Vegas I'd bet the kitchen sink on it. If I was Santa Claus I'd hand out 317 hundred dollar bills to the needy. If I was a mathematician I'd analyze three hundred seventeen, three point seventeen, thirty one point seven, and then add then up; three plus one plus seven to equal eleven. Eleven is the Peacemaker. Matthew 3:17 states,  And a voice from Heaven said,
"This is my son, whom I love, with Him I am well pleased." I wonder in these times of heightened anxiety and with all the buzz regarding the Mayan Calendar thing, that maybe I am picking up on something more positive that could balance out the waves of negativity rushing across our psyches. If you are a sensitive type of person, you too might be aware of the building pressure mounting up world wide. I believe and have implied before that there is a conflict going on between principalities and powers. Although I have no professional title per se to suggest I could offer helpful insight, I want those of you who are feeling 'different' to know you are not alone. Sometimes knowing many others are having similar sensitivities can help ease your angst. No, the world is not going to end tonight or tomorrow or next week. It will continue to spin. But when like minded humans get all focused in on a specific plane of consciousness, things really do happen. I can feel it all around me. May I be so friendly, as to suggest you hang out with good upbeat company? Or maybe watch a good old movie with a huge bowl of your favorite ice cream, should you feel uptight. I've always believed in being proactive. In boy scouts or girls scouts I think it's a motto or something; Be Prepared. There are two sides to this, be ready for negative incidents, but also for positive incidents. IF you do take that 317 number and go play the Pick-3 at your local grocers, what will you do with the $500. winnings? You'd better make a list on how you intend to spend your good fortune.

The Palestinian Prophecy

Enough. All the whispering going around in Washington and at the United Nations in New York is enough to make one sick. The Palestinian people will never have an independent country. They don't need one. Just like the American Indians of which at one time over 700 'nations' occupied what is now The United States of America, the Palestinians will be offered an olive branch and an open door to become a participant in the Country of Israel. Given enough time and enough money they could one day be the majority demographic. Just like here in America, in 2030 the Hispanics will replace Whites as the the greater percentile of total population. This is a historical fact. The world is getting smaller and it doesn't need another country. The world needs people to get along and stop killing one another. It is possible that in the future the peoples who call themselves Palestinians, could become a living example of how to accomplish the impossible through peace and brotherly love. They could collectively work together and become the most respected and admired population in the world. But it will never happen with violence. The Palestinians must collectively behave more civilized and noble than their counterparts in the region. Through time and with the help of outsiders the entire Palestinian population could be the envy of the Middle East. They could have an economic system with the highest standard of living in the world. They could have the highest per capita rate of college educated young people in the world. But it's all about vision. It's about becoming an economic dynamo.. It's about giving up completely on war as a tool to succeed. The Palestinians can have a great future if they as a people want it bad enough. Their Palestinian Prophecy begins and ends with an eternal commitment to Peace. It is written.

Use Your Psychic Power (A Challenge)

Years ago when dinosaurs roamed the earth I was young and poor and walking down the street. I asked myself if I could 'imagine' having money in the near future. I had no job. I had no intention of asking anyone for money. I just was thinking about how I could 'plant' an energy package in my future. If I could do that, I might be able to put some cash in an empty pocket. So as I walked home from a point miles away, I kept repeating in my mind like a pulsating neutron star the thought that I would have five dollars soon. I didn't have a clue how or where I would get the money. That wasn't a part of the 'game'. I had never heard of others playing the game. I didn't think it was wrong to do it. And certainly I knew I was capable of attempting such an exercise in 'planting' energy in the future. So as I walked along the road like a dorky teenager I kept thinking over and over and over that soon I would have five dollars. Then as I approached home, my mind wandered off to other things. And I forgot my little exercise in mental gymnastics. Space-time changed and it suddenly was Saturday. I decided to go down to the beach along the lake. It was a beautifully sunny morning. There I was alone walking along the water's edge looking at shells and rocks under the clear water's surface. I saw some green seaweed clumped near a rock. A small wave slapped the beach. I started to think of fossils and if there might be some here that the lake had tossed up. And as I bent my head closer to the water while walking, there before me was a floating one dollar bill. It was an unusual sight. Wet money was before me. And then another, and so on. In my pocket I put five wet one dollar bills. Now I really don't know if I planted 'energy' in my future. This all could have been just a coincidence, just a fluke of monetary policy. But I challenge you to 'play' the game and see if you can 'plant' something in your future. It doesn't have to be money. It might be a unexpected run in with an old friend. Or maybe someone will give you an unexpected phone call. Or maybe, none of those would be 'unexpected', since you planted them. 

Lost In Space or Gelatin

It's about time, it's about space, it's about time to smack your face...Remember that line during recess at school? Nowadays that would get you jailed for a month. But anyway, 'it' IS all about Space. Space is like a giant bowl of neon green Jello. Now, imagine all the stars and all the planets inside. And then shake the bowl. Take a finger and gently push inside and watch the entire Jello mass contort and move. Not just where your finger pushed in, but all around and inside the Jello. This is Space. Space can effect time. And maybe Space controls time. Now gently squeeze the Jello between your thumb and index finger, gently. See how far you can push the two sides towards each other. But don't break the Jello. Imagine the universe-space being squeezed like this. The point where the two sides are closest together inside the Jello would be a place to have a 'wormhole'. Now go through the wormhole, just do it in your mind. Now release the Jello completely. You've just traveled from one side of the universe to the other and did it faster than if you could have traveled at the speed of light. So 'time travel' is about Space travel. Or perhaps changing space. Because space is elastic. The question then arises what effects space? Simple, dark energy. And space is loaded with dark energy. It's like a pot of boiling salt water. Eventually the water (space) is boiled out and the salt (dark energy) can be seen. Dark energy actually moves through space in clusters. It clumps together and subsequently it changes space. It's almost as if everything and I mean everything is one massive living organism. Everything is unified. The measurable 'difference ' in terms of the change in space, is called time.
Have a nice day.

The Alpha and The Omega

God is infinite. Space-Time is infinite. God said let there be light. And there was light. God said let there be matter. And there was matter. Energy cannot be created or destroyed. God cannot be created or destroyed.  God has no limits. Energy is eternally recycled.
I was pulling weeds around the grapes vines, and as I bent over in the midday sun I felt dizzy. So I sat down and took a breather. As I sat there I was thinking. I guess that's why we have brains, to think. I  focused on a single point in space and imagined a planet called Earth. That's right, a small second Earth right there spinning over a dollar weed. The longer I stared at that space, the more vivid my new Earth came into focus. With my mind I could make it spin, I could make it covered in rain, or I could dry it out like a brick sphere. It was there alright, I could see it. I could even reach out and touch the cool waters with my fingers. It made me wonder about our relationship with God. My little second earth truly existed in my mind. If I so chose, I could create memories of my interaction with it, or create people to occupy it in the past, the present, or even the future. I could allow them to time travel. I could empower these Earthlings to do anything my mind could imagine. I wondered about how I would communicate with the Earthlings. Surely they wouldn't want to see my giant face hovered over them. Then I thought I could just 'think' my messages to them. Of course I could, I created them. The things I and the earthlings could experience together had no limits. Nothing was impossible for me to imagine for my second earth. And my earth does exist in my mind. It is a part of my reality. Once I created my Earth using energy, it came into existence. I had taken energy from my creative mind and spent it on an imaginary world. That energy changed form. It welled up from my soul and manifested in a world with 'measurable' properties of size, shape, form, and weight. Energy has weight. And since I transferred energy into that world, it exists. It has mass. We here on the 'big' earth also have mass. I wonder if we earthlings are in reality God's thoughts? And if so, that would explain almost everything.

Psychometry 101

I asked the witch doctor and he told me what to do, he said, "Ooh eee ooh ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang."  Okay okay, I had to do it.. This line of course is from the cartoon Alvin and the Chipmunks and it's a song they sang over 50 years ago. It got stuck in my head and it has been there ever since. But, many people do believe in a type of ESP called Psychometry. It is an alleged ability to hold an inanimate object like a set of car keys or ring or say a pen and somehow those who possess such a skill can 'read' it. If your kids have a sleepover, particularly girls, give them a flashlight and tell them to 'play' Psychometry. For extra fun, give them some paper to write down their 'visions'. They'll have a blast. But sometimes you can really pick up remnants of past events by holding an item. Once a close friend of mine asked me to hold a Zippo cigarette lighter. She seemed a little off center that day. I could tell by her facial expression she was worried and full of anxiety. The lighter was just a plain polished silver- tone Zippo cigarette lighter. I told her to go away and give me some space. I was very tired and closed my eyes. I was sitting comfortably in the break room at work late in the evening. The combination of being tired and able to close my eyes at work allowed me to quickly find that shadow land of hidden places and dark secrets. And soon I was there at what I thought was a carnival of sorts. There were booths and people walking about buying and selling things and eating hot dogs and popcorn and drinking sodas.And suddenly like an old snapshot I saw a man holding a gun in his hand. That was it, the gun. The more I tried to focus in on the man or the gun, nothing. I enjoyed the long break at work, and then gave the lighter back to my friend. I told her what I had seen. I told her I could not see anything else. The look she gave me was a frightened look, one of fear. Since she smoked, I asked her if it was hers. She said no, it was her husbands. They, she said, didn't own any guns. But they, were having marital troubles. Later, the gun would be sent away to a relative for safe keeping.

An Exactness Of Being

There is an exactness of being. It is a moment of time when all things become one. Not unlike the black hole in outer space, it is when the commonality of all men line up and events happen. And you, are caught up in the madness as a fish returning to spawn in a river. You stop thinking independently and blend into the waters of collective delusion. Case in point, a local football championship game. Two sides of normally civil people engaged in an emotionally pumped up theatre of sports mania. Just a game? There is an undercurrent of hostility and fervor that distorts the true emphasis of the game. Frequently under the grandstands are battles of a different vein, fought for blood. It is these thugs of the underworld who on occasion reign supreme in the real world of real wars. There was a time not too long ago when young good looking men joined hands by the millions to make their stamp on history. As they moved through Eastern Europe like well organized football teams wearing helmets and nice new uniforms they had one mission. It was an unholy mission. Their goal was to rid the planet of the Jewish rat. After years of 'schooling' in the fatherland, they easily embraced the fundamental truth that they were the master race and it was their duty to cleanse the world of the lesser species. And so with all the vigor and excitement of a football team they moved about the land like groups of wolves and entered thousands of towns and villages. Upon arrival they quickly rounded up all the rats and vermin at gun point and marched them into giant pits of freshly dug earth.With out discussion, without argument, without debate, and without the any emotional semblance that these were living men women and children, they slaughtered them with glee. This unholy ritual was repeated a thousand times a thousand, as teams of these storm troopers ravaged all that they touched. Cities and farms and barns, and people were burnt like garbage and smoke darkened the skies with grey death. This was an exactness of being. A time when when all things became one. The commonality of all men had lined up.

The Wedding Guest

AS you grow older and move about the landscape, memories and people fade like old movies.. You change also. Just look at the metamorphosis by comparing a childhood photo of yourself to your reflection in the mirror. Shocking, isn't it? Not too long ago I was getting married for the second time in my life. I was still somewhat young, I guess. The second time around is easier, there is less stress, less anxiety, and perhaps more of a positive excitement. I felt good inside, nothing was wrong. I had thought life would now be a beautiful thing. And so there I was standing in front of the holy man next to my bride to be. Behind me was not a packed church, but barely enough people to tell me I was making a bad mistake, again. I hadn't known that one of my childhood friend's mother had also arrived for my prison sentence. I would find this out much later. And it would have a lasting impact on my life. So there I stood all dressed up like a fat penguin listening to the holy man explain the importance of holy matrimony. And then 'it' started. As I tried to hear and ponder the words flowing from the man's lips, I began to get intense photographic images of my childhood friend who had died. And I mean back to back crystal clear memories of wrestling matches, and football games, and track meets, and music, and pool tables, and potted green plants and much more. I stood there almost in a trance reliving experiences I had shared with my deceased friend. At one point the holy man had to verbally nudged me to speak. I literally had 'lost it' for what seemed like forever. But finally I witnessed myself willfully entering the prison system with my guard. We became man and wife. But it wouldn't be till months later during a conversation with another friend that an 'event' at my wedding would be revealed to me. Over a cup of coffee and a giant chunk of blueberry coffeecake, I was informed that my dead friend's mother had sobbed profusely throughout the ceremony. That she had simply released years of emotion in a single deluge of sorrow. And then I sensed her pain, her loss, her suffering. And I too remembered what a good friend he was, and how he had left us too early.

Microwave Your Brain

Did you ever take a magnifying glass as a kid and use it to burn a hole in some paper?  Sure you did. Many  a kid instantly thought themselves having the power of a 'death ray'. And in a way it was. Ever try it on a worm? Or a fly? You get the idea. Although the sun is good on occasion for tanning, when 'concentrated' it can cause skin cancer or burns. Sunlight is a form of radiation and so are microwaves. So it's no surprise that when concentrated microwaves can 'nuke' your leftover dinner in a matter of minutes. Just think if some diabolical military organization could make a 'ray gun' out of those microwaves. Wow. Just aim it at someone's head from a distance, and watch them act strangely when their cerebral cortex boils like an egg. Oh boy. Now just imagine IF you could take that technology to another level. What if you could send Electro-Magnetic Pulses through the sound speakers of a modern computer? OMG!  You could technically 'slow cook' anyone's brain from  anywhere. Can you imagine the power and control a government would have over it's people or the world for that matter? Any and all the 'undesirables' could be easily 'removed' from society. Folks, the art of warfare is the single most used road to scientific discovery in the world,  past present and future. Why? Manpower, money, and resources are collected in a single location. Just think about the Manhattan Project of World War II. The US took a group of educated people into the desert and came up with two atomic bombs. Fast forward past Ronald Reagan's Star wars Defense Shield to today, and we have the world's top scientists, all the money the Federal Reserve can print, and super computers. The new war toys being developed are out of this world and very scary. For awhile people were complaining about headaches and cancers from using cell phones. All of a sudden the topic isn't talked about in the media anymore. And yet, millions of people suffer from all types of headaches and dizziness they've never experienced before. Is the government hiding something?  And what about all those people who get migraine headaches after being on their computers for awhile? The world is now addicted to painkillers.

Death Is An Illusion

I saw the earth spinning and I recognized the continents. I remembered the greener wetter parts and the drier parts as earth spun. It was covered by a white vague mist that would open up at times and I could see where in the future certain countries would be as defined by certain geographical features. There was a great surprise that I saw but didn't expect. Where Brazil Peru and Bolivia eventually would meet there was a great dark round spot deep into the earth. I knew it was a meteor impact crater from when the earth was just starting to cool and take form, and it was massive. Years later when studying geology and other much smaller impact sites, I had a flashback of this area. Beneath parts of the Andes mountains is the partial filled hole of this colossal impact site. This is the true mother lode of the silver veins and the gold veins  that later volcanoes would suck up as if through a thousand straws. But the solid pool of unbelievable precious metals is like an iceberg on the ocean. Only 20 % is above the water's surface, and this is also true of the vast undiscovered wealth bordering these three countries. I know for a fact that this God given amount of precious metals will someday be discovered. And everything I've said about it being a massive impact crater will be proven true. Before I was born into this world I could see many wonders of the earth. It was lush with green forests and very wet with fresh water everywhere. I knew then as I know now that life is forever. I was with God and everything was fine. I saw deep dark seas along dry brown mountain sides and strange sea creatures living in the waters below. I did not have a body but was alive in Spirit and I moved with the Spiritual Winds across the face of the earth. I had no fear, none. I did not know of pain or suffering or need. I was just free and soaring in the Presence of God. It was simply wonderful. 

Mankind Is Important

There hadn't been an earthquake in a thousand years. No one had known. No one remembered. And so the village became a city which became a metropolis, and then became one long mile after mile standard metropolitan statistical area without but small markers differentiating county lines or city limits. The houses back to back became apartments and  condominiums, then the sky was the limit. Up up and away the concrete towers of babel reached for the clouds. But who knew? And along the sea breeze coast the homes with million dollar views stretched north and south like a kingdom unto itself. Breath taking views of blue waters and an expansive horizon blessed each day with a golden radiant sun. But who knew? The bays and inlets and sounds packed with ships and boats like sardines in a tin can. The winds aloft hinted at a day for good sailing and fishing the deep. And the young and old and the daring and not, went out to sea. But who knew? The roads and highways and winding mountain top byways hugged the rocky cliffs so high that people looked down on birds a flight  The cars and buses and trucks raced around corner and each other at such a great pace, the roaring of engines bounced off the stone walls. But who knew?  And then the earth moved. The miles of deep bent layers of global shelf shook the earth with a seizure from hell. A thousand years in the waiting, the land fractured like a cracked egg within minutes, and propelled shock waves that were felt at the poles. The earths tectonic plates had made a long overdue adjustment, and vast vents opened up on the oceans' floor. Giant pools of solidified methane absorbed the heat that rose from the fire boiling fissures of molten lava. And soon trillions of bubbles of methane gas combined and formed colossal explosive spheres that moved in great waves towards the water's surface. It had begun.

The Serpent Eats It's Tail

All eyes look heavenly
The Serpent eats it's tail
In Norseman's sky is seen
The dance of Sheol's fire
An ancient clock slips hand no more
The birds cluster the air
Another tower burns aloft
To all Londoner's despair
By land by sea by air, Mabus' arrives
His bloody hands taint the hives

London's bridge is burning down
Burning down, burning down
No silver nor gold
Nor wood or clay
Wormwood within
The Thames decays

The Yen of It: Inflation

It's early in the morning here in Atlantis. But I've just read a confusing article online about Japan's 'creditor' monetary style VS the West's. It seems a new PM Abe Shinzo will be stirring things up. What I can understand of it all, is that Japan is going to start flooding the world market with the Yen. It appears this is like a stimulus package for Japan. They actually desire some inflation VS deflation. Sounds like a strange slot machine at a casino, but truth be told, inflation will coming back world wide with a vengeance. I posted an article way back about inflation being a tool to raise US revenue for the government. I suspect by this spring the price indexes of certain commodities will start to rise. If you are going to tax a red balloon let's say at an arbitrary rate of say 15%, and then you blow the balloon twice it's size, you still are at 15%  but get almost twice the revenue. The world economies are primed for inflation...believe it or not. Moderate inflation can bring back housing prices and increase companies bottom lines. IF the Clowns in Congress ever get their circus act together the world's economies might take off for awhile. But this is dangerous ground not without massive risks. Just remember that once in history Germany had triple digit inflation. This whole paradigm of capitalism is relatively new. And it certainly hasn't gone down this road in the modern world this far before. So all bets are off if the world will go into a deep depression or an expanding period of growth with accelerating inflation. Most economists I think agree that stagnation and status quo have been bad for business in general. The energy markets, particularly coal should keep the cost of electricity low for years to come. Global warming is speeding up, but then people have to have jobs so they can eat and buys things. So hopefully this inflationary gig the Bilderberg Group came up with will jump start the New Year.

Your Daily Reality

Just look at your waking hours in a single day as a page in a book. There is only so much information one can fit on a page. From the time the alarm goes off to the time you hit the sack is one page. Just realize for a moment that everyday there are seven billion different stories because there are seven billion people alive on the planet. So the question becomes What is Reality? Would it be honest to say whatever gets put on your page is your reality? Because we are talking about a limited amount of  information relative to the number seven billion. Okay. Before we had TV, the internet, and even radio there might have been a billion people  on earth say around 1804. Most people were illiterate, lived in wooden houses with no plumbing, and got most of their 'news' from travelers, neighbors, and maybe newspapers if they could read. But there was no 'instant news connect' with the world at large. I would dare say most news was local or regional at best. The significance of this is that in 1804 even though one billion people lived on earth, an individual's 'reality' was extremely different than today. The 'news of life' truly was as slow as a snail and infinitesimally smaller in quantity. Again, I think it is fair to say that today in 'modern times' the endless stream of information that comes across the TV and radio and internet...is 'reality'. The comparative 'realities' of the two worlds couldn't be more otherworldly. Now that I've confused myself, what I am trying to imply is that whoever controls the media stream controls your daily reality. If all the media outlets are covering the same story all the time, it creates an information bottleneck that 'distorts' your reality, the way you perceive the world around you. IF, instead of the news media collectively 'covering' the elementary school shootings like a pack of heroin addicts finding a brick of  Black Tar, but reported these children and adults as representing 20 individuals out of 50 million people who died this year, you can see the significance. I am NOT diminishing the heart felt loss of these beautiful souls. I am saying that the media is in the business to make money. And sometimes, maybe selling a story to make money becomes the reality at the expense of social virtue.

CNN Atrocity Stories: Too Much Coverage?

How much media coverage is too much coverage?
The following 'poem' was  made from CNN's lead- in news lines

CNN Excels At Covering All The Bases

Portrait of a grieving town
Suffocating pain in idyllic setting
Town begins saying goodbyes
Minutes of carnage lead to days of grief
When parents are afraid of kids
The warning signs were there
Shooter's mother had heart of gold
Town's season of peace destroyed
Massacre nightmares not just in US
Newtown wonders how to heal
Adults died protecting children
Profiles of those 'taken too soon'
Police find 'good evidence' of motive
Obama vows to tackle gun violence
Should you tell your kids about Newtown? (Just ask CNN)

Luna Cee Pub

Allow me to share with you what is Luna Cee. Did you ever think how much time in your life is spent mindlessly wandering about the parameters of sanity? You know what I mean. How many times have you asked yourself, "How did I get into this mess?" or "What did I do wrong to deserve this?' And better yet, "God, are you really there?" Life is no cakewalk. And to add salt into the wound, life is very very short. In the small amount of time we have here, there is so much to think about. Or if you are like most people, you don't think, you just consume. The modern world has billions of consumers. Billions of followers. Billions of trusting souls. Billions of human minds unwilling or unable to question The Powers That Be. Throughout man's history the masses always pay the horrible price of following their leaders. The brain washing starts when we are young. Ever play the game, Follow The Leader? Sure you have. And it doesn't stop there. Phrases like; Get in line, Be seen not heard, Do as you are told, echo in the recesses of our minds. And then of course, we obey. Such attributes are held in high regard. Words like these also ring a bell; He was a model citizen, She gave it her all, No one could doubt their commitment, They died for a good cause, and They were heroes. Strange isn't it? Somehow the the common man and woman are always sacrificing . There just seems to be a lot of 'Misleading' throughout the ages. People don't  believe in themselves. Even when it comes to religious ideology people 'defer' to the experts. The problem is, there aren't any experts. It's all been a great facade. History has been molded and filtered to intentionally mislead the public. And yet it seems, no one really cares.  Don't make waves, Don't rock the boat, Don't cause trouble, Don't argue with authority, Don't try to be different, Don't ask questions, and Don't worry about it. Yea, don't think about the consequences of following bad leadership. Which finally brings up the issue of the day, Leadership. The United States of America is being run by a group of circus clowns. Am I wrong?

Two Turtle Doves

As Christmas nears and many choose to sing songs of joy, one song from my childhood is remembered partly for its symbolism. The Twelve Days of Christmas has the well known line 'Two Turtle Doves'. I am certain a lot of people are unaware what this symbolizes. I didn't before I looked it up. As a child singing in an elementary choir I thought these gifts might be eaten for a Christmas dinner. Of course I was young and naive. The pair represents a 'loving couple'. Which makes sense to the theme of the song, 'my sweetheart gave to me'. Throughout history 'pairs' of everything went forth to live in Peace. I have a sense that during these violent times it just might be up to the Peace Makers to bring gifts of Peace Love and Goodwill. You certainly don't expect the Media to focus on good deeds, now do you? Political Correctness is has been destroying our country for several years now. So in the Spirit of Christmas I will start by revolting. I want to Wish Everyone a very Merry Christmas. I don't give a damn if this offends you. I don't give a damn if I left out your holiday. This particular holiday is one that I choose to celebrate. I celebrate it for me. It is my happy time, my joyful time, my over eat and over drink time. IF you don't want to stuff yourself with fat cashews, butter heavy cookies, chocolate covered raspberries, and a myriad of other tasty treats, then don't! There will be more for me! Why should I put a shade on my Spiritual Light? Why should I be forced to contribute to the world's darkness? I think I will go down to the courthouse at Midnight on Christmas Day and stand alone singing Oh Holy Night. If you politically correct bastards want to arrest me, then do it! Take a close look at the world, your way isn't working. At least if a solitary soul stands alone and sings about joy, love and peace...it can't be that bad of a crime!

The Golden Age Is Over

The Golden Age of humanity is over. IF  in fact it ever existed. The population explosion of the planet has put us all in dire peril. These TV blood soaked violent scenes as in the school shootings are just the beginning. The planet has entered a new age. The world civilization is speeding towards self destruction. This is not some crazy person screaming on a street corner. This is the natural cycle of all living species. When we pray to God for His Kingdom to come to earth as It is in Heaven...denotes the world is not where He wants it to be. There must be changes in order to come in to His Grace. But man is an evil creature. He worships false gods and icons. The days of worshiping the Lord are few, the days of idolatry are many. mankind as a whole can only reap what he has sown. And if man has planted bombs, they will explode. If man has planted disease, it will spread. If man has defaulted his responsibility to a secondary source like a government, man will be a slave. In America in particular, man has become lazy and worldly, and irreverent. This is a spiritual pandemic. Everything is about 'things' and 'entertainment' and 'using others' to labor for himself. Values and ethics and social mores have evaporated into late night online porn theatre. Women have been mislead into believing that they are 'in power' by embracing their sexual animism. The culture has become decadent and the egocentric. It is a culture of 'me'. TV music shows have 13 year old girls strutting and grinding their bodies for votes. There is no sense of decency or correct social behavior. The worship of that which is physical and not spiritual is epidemic. A people without a moral guide is a people doomed to historical catacombs. So yes, this is the 'end of times'. But not in some Mayan mystical magic show. It will be a long painful infected death that we have chosen as our collective fate. He is the Alpha and the Omega, and it is by His Rules the universe is governed. Man did not create man. But man can surely become extinct by his own hand.

You Can't Handle The Truth

While the media massacre coverage continues of the elementary school tragedy, here's a little truth you can digest with your morning coffee. In Afghanistan, 10 girls were blown to bits by a land mine. Years ago when the old Soviet Union was at war with none other than Usama bin Laden, they placed over One Million land mines in that poor country. It tops the list for children getting an early death. Ronald Reagan and our CIA supplied these 'freedom fighters' with bombs and training. Fast forward thirty odd years and we are still there except they are fighting us. Point being war is profitable. Making guns and ammunition is profitable. You cannot say on one hand 'ban guns' and on the other hand lead the world in the sale of war goods. President Obama is a Wall Street puppet. He alone has taken the Drone War to the most extreme level than any President before him. WE, the USA, daily attack living human beings in foreign countries in their sovereign territory. Obama has bypassed Congress and the laws regarding declaring war. But he won't be the last. American voters control nothing. Congress is owned by the corporate oligarchy. Somebody said it best, the Media's excessive coverage creates a stage for these violent bastards to gain their horrific infamy. The Media is partly responsible for making a 'show' out of tragedy. IF the Media didn't name the evil doers and didn't give them camera time, these incidents would probably drop. But no. Every damn news outlet beats these stories into the ground. IF there is an answer to attempt to end the violence, it must begin with voluntary censorship and limited coverage by the Media. In the new world of information overload and mass media inundation taking the limelight away from murderers would be a good place to start. Then, when they are sentenced to death for their crimes, the Media Fest should frenzy.

America Is The People: The Feds Are Satan

Listen, unless you were born in a mushroom cave in Tennessee next to a family run corn liquor still, you must know by now in 2012 that the Federal Government is literally Satan. The number 666 is actually Two Thirds. This is the number needed to have a 2/3's majority in Congress to Amend the United States Constitution. America is the land and the people living on the land. The government is an arm of the Devil. Black magic doesn't have to come in the form of a man with a red face, black mustache, and horns. Truth be told, once Congress Amends the Constitution, the law becomes the law of the land. Remember the powers that be have slowly but thoroughly 'militarized' our police and sheriff departments. And it wasn't done to protect you or your rights.  When a Tragedy like the one in the Connecticut school shooting  happens, the first thing that follows is people run to the government as if the government is God Himself. This is exactly what the Devil wants people to do. For the Black Kingdom to span the entire globe, Government must be viewed as God. This is the Truth. The war that has plagued mankind since the very beginning, has been a war of real powers that are in constant conflict. To be simply put, it is the battle between Good and Evil. Unless you haven't been awake for a few decades, Evil hasn't gone away, let alone been defeated. The world is run by governments fighting governments and using their populations as a slaughterhouse. The last thing the Great American People need, is for the Federal Government to start messing with the Second Amendment. Once Satan takes away our God given Right to defend ourselves from a militarized despotic government, Game Over. And folks we are that close. You and I both know that 'evil' is often an 'opportunist'. Evil waits and waits until that vulnerable moment and then moves in like a fat black snake. It is a sign of the times that we live in, that all this carnage has occurred. And it is not going to get better. The Federal Government is not your protector.

I 2 3 4 5 / 1 2 3 4 5 / 1 2 3 4 5

deny the peep hole I did see
every world un-believed
away from external sight
terror movement heart felt fright
heavy water golden pollen
daffodils bloom very sudden
eureka moment air is glee
ahh a welcome eternity
tomorrow colors burst
heavens white above thirsts
damascus screams orange sand
elephants melt edge of land
anarchy released from kilns doors
the King is killed
his Brother's whores

Oppression By Corporate Owned Judges

America for Americans! Bring ALL our troops home from every corner of the globe! A new Era is upon us. We The People demand it!  Let those nations who want to be free, fight for their freedom!  It is time for them to shed their own blood, and not the blood of Americans! Bring ALL our American troops home now! The United States of America is NOT the world's policeman, she is not the world's parent, she is not the world's nanny, she is not the world's guardian, she is not the world's baby sitter! IF the world wants to live and be free, then the world needs to take the long suffering road like We The People did. The time is NOW to end the billions of dollars of handouts to foreign lands! The time is NOW to take that money and invest it here in America! We have bridges and roads and water pipes and sewage plants and hospitals that are rotting because of neglect by Congress. These corporate bastards have filled their pockets and their socks with trillions of dollars stolen from us Americans. A government that fears it's own people should leave office quickly. A government that co-conspires with high tech companies to spy on it's own people needs to be removed from office. A government that does most of it's business in secrecy with clandestine organizations like the CIA, NSA, Homeland Security, FBI, Secret Service, and the millions of collaborators in the quasi-governmental spider called Infraguard needs to be retired. The Constitution and everything for which it stands is at risk. We The People are a lawful people. History has proven over and over that when a people allow the rule of law to become a web of  unchecked power, freedoms are the first casualties. Then human rights become rare. Then people are intimidated into coercion. And then the web tightens its sticky grip. How close are We The People from becoming trapped by a covert takeover of the government? What voices can be heard in the halls of Congress that echo our Founding Fathers? Thomas Jefferson wrote over two hundred years ago,"...the Federal Judiciary...which gives judges the right to decide what laws are Constitutional and what are not...would make the judiciary a DESPOTIC BRANCH.." The bottom line, Oppression by Corporate Owned Judges.

S' uom Y' nona

the thirty days of the snake
a long way from Kheda
upon a wing a golden egg
a pair in synchronization
in the Dominican Republic 
the plague of Assyria
belly of Sirena churns Pandora
red lips of contagion
what is beautiful is deadly
toccata amniotic
her spawn escape
the Age of Hydra
borne

THE.

The smooth hardness of a white cue ball. The gritty grab of rough new sand paper. The cool glide of polished glass. The perfect sharpness of a shattered beer bottle. The heavy thud of a punched dog. The shrill yelp of pain. The icy wet of a melting cube. The shaking of fine wet black hair. The pounding fist on a table top. The freshness of a sudden slap on a face. The roar of a drawer ripped out. The clanging of dinnerware bouncing off tile floor. The leather boot stomping the pet. The cacophony of screams and thunderous body slams. The knife shining brilliantly under the light. The white throat creased by steel blade. The mother's words"Do it! You coward, do it!" The child's heart escaping it's chest . The dog's piss flows a yellow path. The boot crushing a ceramic bowl. The blood turns dark a bristled face. The blue marbled eyes bulge with dare. The room spins a distorted pin wheel. The blackness covers all. The Night has come as does the morning sun. The bad dream is over. The backyard grass green as clover. The day is awakening. The birds sing from trees. The quiet oozes in like warm tar. The room is neat and tidy. The floor cleaned of spots. The oak tree's bark thick and rough. The gravel grinds beneath the foot. The little mound freshly turned. The smell of soil in the air. The grass is cool on the fingers. The sky is tinted blue. The little dog collar on the dirt.

Things You Remember

Do you remember the first time you tasted cotton candy? That super light fluffy sweet pink stuff? Your fingers got sticky after awhile and you had to lick them clean. And what about caramel apples with crushed nuts? Now that was a treat. Our neighbor would make home made popcorn balls on Halloween and the smell could be followed for blocks. We would eat them warm. Oh yea. There were local carnivals with cheap noisy rides and carnival music and people moving about from stand to stand. Toss the bean bag and win your girl a prize. Pick up the giant wooden mallet and try to ring the bell. Show your manliness. 3 darts for a dollar here, just a dollar, every balloon is a winner. We got ring toss here folks, come on in, it's easy...Win that giant panda for the little lady. What? Don't you love her? Give it a try tiger. Whose next? Step right up here. There were little league baseball games with packed stands and screaming kids. Aaaaaa batter, Aaaaaa batter. Swing! Strike three! You're outta here! And bubblegum, and taffy, and colored dots on waxed paper, and licorice red and black, popcorn, peanuts, ice cream cones, get yourself an ice cold soda. The summers seemed endless and filled with life and activity and people laughed and ran and dreamed. It was good to be alive and free and eternally young. Life would go on forever and tomorrow always would come and you just knew how the world turned. At night in your bed under the covers with a flashlight and a transistor radio you turned the dials and listened to another world as if you had discovered it for the first time. You scratched the cotton blanket and static electricity lit up the underworld in your make believe cave. Like magic from your finger tips, the mini lightning bolts came and went with the speed of light. And then once asleep, you dreamed a dream within a dream, and found your way to the end of the rainbow where there really was a pot of gold and a leprechaun with a bag of wishes.