My REALLY Big SCARE

I had quite a scare today and it, unfortunately, is something more and more people are going to experience. After George was laid off, we lost all insurance. He was able to go onto Medicare, but I remain uninsured because our Teapotty Governor is refusing to participate in the Federal Program.

Well, after a particular difficult BM due to excessive cramping....I have enough sense not to strain after almost needing surgery for hemorrhoids, I suddenly experienced pain to the nth degree in my chest and down both arms. I could barely function and I have a high pain tolerance.

At this point, you might say, “Dial 911!” All I could think of was the $10,000.00 or more a visit to the ER costs for 'chest pains”.

As I was lying on the bed in too much pain to do anything but whimper with both arms going numb, I burped a tiny bit. Okay, I am going to chance this as I do not have $10,000.00, so I lie there as the pain gets more and more intense and my left hand goes completely numb.

Finally I manage to almost crawl out to the kitchen and get George to give me an aspirin, just in case and right now it is looking like a bad outcome. I cannot afford $20,000.00 for a heart attack. Cremation is much cheaper. George fixed me an Alka Seltzer to go with the aspirin and a little more gas came up.

I am now approaching ten minutes and the pain is worsening but a little more gas comes up which might be due to fizz portion of the plop, plop commercial. I decide to lie down before I fall down.

By fifteen minutes, both arms are numb, the pain about 6 inches below my neck in my back is excruciating and George fixes me a glass of baking soda and water. After that, a huge burp occurs and I think I might live but at twenty minutes the pain is not one bit less, it is actually getting worse. Curiously enough, I still have not manifested $10,000.00 for chest pains and am too weak to find the Blood Pressure Monitor.

Now at thirty minutes, I have to make a major decision as George is trying to comfort me and it doesn't involve the10 grand I don't have but what to do about the pain. I know that if I am dealing with gas, the hospital will give be a morphine derivative drip and keep me in the ER for 23 hours and 59 minutes until they decide on admission which would not happen because I have no insurance, unless their accounting department discovered I had a paid off home to take in 90 days. I know because back in Insurance Days, I was admitted for gas and a possible infection and that was the procedure. So, I decided to take the one Oxycontin I had squirreled away from my cancer days. Believe it or not, if it relieved the pain it was to a level of not screaming.

An hour later, my left hand is numb, my back is still hurting to where I cannot lie down or sit or stand (irrelevant I'm too weak to stand) but I am fuzzy and miserable.

Four hours later, the pain is still below my neck at my back, my hand is a little numb but useable and I am semi-functional, but I have scrubbed plans for dinner and George is fixing me a nice bowl of fresh flaked organic oatmeal but I am not in debt. I wouldn't give me anything to lift that weighed over a half a pound. I am even drinking my water out of the dreaded plastic cup I bought something in at Costco.

So, here I sit thinking that most of you are one paycheck away from poverty if you aren't one paycheck into poverty. If you are laid off tomorrow, the odds are you will not be able to afford the COBRA to continue your insurance. What are you going to do if a loved one is screaming in agony with chest pains and you know a trip to the ER is going to cost you everything you have spent your life working for and put your entire family into poverty from which you may never emerge?

I know, you are going to dial 911, you think. You really think that, but as I learned today, you are instead going to weigh the possible loss of your life against how everyone is going to survive without a home, in debt to the medical system, no credit and possibly without even a car to get around. A hospital can take all of that for medical debts. Bankruptcy will take all but your home and car in Florida unless you sign papers waiving that right and guess what friends, that clause is in the papers you sign for admission to the hospital. Yes, who reads that super fine print when you think your loved is dying. My friend whose mother was dying didn't and 3 months later, she and her wheelchair were removed from the house she had shared with her mother by the Sheriff, joining her possessions on the front lawn and a possible $500.00 fine for having them there by the city and no possible way to move them with nowhere to go. Your house is auctioned for pennies and all debt is discharged before you collect the nickle that is left....The fact that you are disabled is not excuse in the new Christian Corporate States of America because put simply, you are a useless parasite, anyway.

I hope you never face what I did today and particularly with a child, but the odds are, you will. You will face it with a mother, father or spouse. You will make the choice I did for better or worse. This is what your Congress has given you. What will you give them next year? I really hope for your sake it is an eviction notice. Mortgaging your child's future is irrelevant if you have to bury that child because you just don't have the money to save their life and what kind of future will your children have without you? These are the real questions buried in the cute MEMES and propaganda. Do we all or a select 1% possibly pay a little more in taxes so some of us can survive or do we buy that LOTTO ticket and hope we aren't in the some of us? Which brings me to ask, did you win the state LOTTO? The odds aren't much better in the survival LOTTO.

Who are the REAL Christians?

In recent times, political pundits have asked the question many centrist to left wing Christians have asked and that is how the Tea Party/GOP can be so far from the what they consider to be the basic tenets of Christianity and actually believe they are fundamentally Christians. Caring for your fellow man, feeding the poor, loving your neighbors and generally being a 'good” person is not in the current Tea Party/GOP lexicon and yet if you corner old Ly'n Ryan or even the Orange Man as they cut money from programs for children, the poor, the disabled and the elderly, they both claim they are the TRUE Christians.

What you don't know is; they are right.

First, let me ask you what you really know about Jesus. No, really, what do you know? You have a general idea of the first 5 years of his life and the last 3 to 4 and no idea what happened in between. The general line is he worked as a carpenter. That's what Emperor Constantine I wants you to believe because it was the basis of his new law making professions hereditary. So, let me fill you in on the missing years based on some books that were taken out of the Bible mostly for political reasons that are why the above two men will claim to be the REAL Christians and win the argument.

First off, what do you know about Mary, his mother? Virgin birth in a stable is about all anyone knows. What you don't know is the gospel of Mary was removed from the Bible. Yup, she had her own chapter that covered her life up to the infamous pregnancy.

Mary's parents were Joachim and Anna, two very respectable members of Hebrew society. Joachim was a priest in the temple. However, both of them were getting a little long in the tooth and had so far produced no children. In that era, having a son was the most important thing. As Joachim was working in the fields one day when an angel appeared to him and told him to fret no more, the angel would make Anna conceive. Now, a smart man would have asked a few questions...like whose kid is this going to be, particularly when the terms of this agreement was the baby girl would be surrendered to the Temple at the age of three in Jerusalem to be raised by the priests and angels.

Now you have to know something here. Joachim and Anna were Essenes, a Hebrew sect. They believed the angels lived among the priests in the temples. Angels were real creatures that taught and wandered around and were seen. They seemed to have some hangups with sex, strongly believing that the act of sex and conception condemned the pure soul of the child to be born in sin and only children born of virgins were worthy of spiritual consideration. They were also an austerity cult though the austerity seems to have been reserved for those below the leadership rung.

Mary was a very beautiful child and at three she was given over to the Temple. At this point you have to question the intelligence of Joachim and Anna. They get a female child when only male children are considered to have worth and they have to give her up to the priests and angels. This doesn't sound like a good deal. Anna is basically an incubator for a half or whole angelic being named Mary and three would have been the time at which a baby was weaned during those days.

Mary was raised in the Temple until she was 12 to 14 years of age. That was the normal time girls were married off and she was no exception. But she did not get to choose her own husband. None of them did as the Essenes and Angels controlled the breeding of their humans. It's called eugenics. This is when the angel comes to her and informs her she will give birth and she questions how. Mary was a bit smarter than her parents, but once finding out she is giving birth to the “son of god”, agrees. After all, a woman has no power or economic status. This guarantees her survival.

Meanwhile the angels are finding old Joseph a hard sell. For one thing he is old and has already had a family which is grown and he is not of a mind to start over with a screaming baby and demanding wife. Finally he agrees to the marriage and goes to Bethlehem to prepare his home. He already owns a home and is somewhat wealthy. When he returns 7 months later, and I think you guess he wasn't rushing things, either that he was the first modern day contractor, he finds Mary 7 months pregnant. Now the Angel really has to do a hard sell to get him to take Mary home with him and it takes almost 2 more months. Joseph was no dumb bunny.

Finally he agrees and they set off but don't make it to Bethlehem proper before Mary goes into labor. They take refuge in a cave, not a stable. Whether the child was ever taken to a stable is really unknown and thus you might ask what the big deal was.

Here is the big deal. There was a Jewish prophesy that in the end of times a Messiah would be born to lead the Jews to the promised land after the apocalypse and bring 1,000 years of peace, happiness and fertility to the chosen ones. The problem with the prophecy was the Messiah would come from the line of King David who was a dark skinned, black haired, brown eyed, short Jew. Now Jesus was said to be tall, fair, blue eyed and red haired as all Essenes were. Essenes always took refuge in caves and even built hospices in caves. So if Jesus was born in a cave and was a tall, fair skinned red head, he was not from David's line and the prophecy was not fulfilled. They had the wrong baby, but they had too much invested in the prophecy because politically things were getting dicey for them. Although the Essenes were outwardly Hebrew, they actually studied the Zend Avesta of the Zoroastrian religion and practiced Aryanism. Being Aryan was a prerequisite to becoming an Essene. In other words, they were racists. They lived in closed communities. They practiced initiation rituals that involved such odd things as dunking you in water and wearing an apron and were sworn to secrecy about their rituals. Now if that doesn't sound familiar, you don't know anything about the Masons. It was the Dead Sea Scrolls that shone a spotlight on their teachings.

The reason you know nothing about Jesus, whose real name was most likely Issa, Jesus means son of Null, after 5 years of age is not because he was working as a carpenter but because that was the normal age boys were surrendered to the Temple for schooling and they only returned home occasionally for visits of at all.

We know Issa/Jesus was turned over to the Temple and was a very beautiful and precocious young man. He studied at the Temple and only returned to Jerusalem to prepare for his Bar Mitzvah the next year at age 12. It was then he had the debate with the Hebrew scholars and then...he disappears again.

Curiously enough Jesus disappears and Issa appears. Issa traveled to Asia (India) where he studied with the Brahmin. They taught him the Vedas but the relationship went south rather quickly. You see, the Brahmin were Aryan like Issa. They had already convinced the people to accept a caste system guaranteeing them slaves and all the wealth. The holy texts were constantly sung and read to the Brahmin by a hereditary caste of singers much like the Cantors in the Hebrew temples. Only the Brahmin were allowed to constantly hear these songs and study the Vedas. The next few castes were allowed to hear them on Festival Days and the lower castes were never allowed to hear them as the lower castes existed solely to serve as slaves to the upper castes and grant their every whim. They had been created from the God's lower body which was impure. These holy scriptures are a series of songs whose tonal intonations actually alter your cellular vibration, heal you, heal relationships...there are holy songs for just about every purpose. I have experienced them being sung by a hereditary singer and I can attest I have never experienced anything quite so powerful. I felt it on a cellular level and there was no music..just his voice. I will suggest you have never heard OM but I have.

However, Issa associated with the lower castes and had the audacity to suggest all men were equal in god's eyes. For that he garnered a death sentence, was warned by some friends and managed to escape in the middle of the night into a Buddhist country. Once there, Issa studied with the Buddhists and learned all the Sutras after mastering Pali, their language. In 6 years, he had memorized them which is quite a feat. About 15 years later he returned to Heliopolis in Egypt and was initiated into the higher ranks of the Essenes. He then returned to Palestine where the Hebrew hierarchy awaited his creation as the Messiah.

Well, you might ask how that worked out for the kid the Brahmins and military caste had decided needed to die. The answer is not so well. He immediately began saying the beloved rituals of the Essenes were not necessary for spiritual salvation or growth and even their way of life was way too restrictive. Issa/Jesus was not a happy camper Messiah. He even forbade his followers to call him the Messiah and refused to adhere to the party line that he was descended from Kind David. The Romans, who came into frequent conflict with the Hebrews, were not happy with his politics and the Hebrews were not happy with his philosophy or economics and there was only one solution: arrest him, try him and kill him.

So why didn't he just run....well....maybe he did. There is some evidence to suggest someone took his place and perhaps the biggest tell (as in gambling) is the story that his body was placed in a cave (once again) from which he arose and ascended into Heaven...though no one actually saw that. This whole story may be one of his escape being abetted by some of his renegade Essene friends and since Asia (India) was still of a mood to kill him, he would have headed west into Europe to hide. That is just good strategy.

Still a few of his friends gathered small bands of people of like mind and wandered the countryside preaching his doctrine. They were doing well as a religion and gaining followers. Pretty much, as in accordance Issa/Jesus' teaching the worst punishment in their religion was excommunication and only after the elders had a discussion with you and only if you had committed a major Crime. Not believing was not a crime and though excommunication might have some economic and social consequences it really was no biggie. By and large, the early Christians were pretty harmless, until another infamous angel appears to the Roman Constantine 1 the Great.

Constantine converts to Christianity, but he was greedy little so and so. It was he who convened the Council of Nicea in 325 AD to create the Holey Bible but removing references and entire books that did not work for the establishment of a wealthy church and hence papacy and a wealthy ruling class. He is the one who deified (made a god) of Issa/Jesus much to the dismay of most Christians of that day. He created the philosophical and economic basis of the Middle Ages using the Indian model of a caste system. This connects him to the Essenes and the Aryans. The model was one of serfdom, where a whole class of farmers were attached to land they lived on and could never leave it, though it was actually owned by an upper class. He also made professions hereditary, so if your daddy was a carpenter..you were a carpenter. Do you see how the myth was created that Issa/Jesus was a carpenter and the big eraser came out about his little problem in Asia (India) with the Brahmins (whose societal model Constantine was using) and his study of the Buddhist doctrines? The Sermon on the Mount contains multiple Buddhist tenets.

Now new rules were attached and you could not commit “heresy” by speaking out against the new and improved version of of Christianity after those pesky contradictory books and histories were removed from the new and improved Holey Bible. The first pesky thing he had removed was all references to reincarnation as you can't have people thinking they are coming back when you want to convince them of eternal damnation if they don't tow the party line. The other real baddie was “paganism”, defined as not believing at all. You were going to hell without the hand basket for that one and no longer was just excommunication your punishment. Now you had economic and physical sanctions which is a nice way of saying they beat you to death.

The original Christians were pretty upset about the way things were going as now you had a ruling class calling the shots and altering the religion as they saw fit and a poor class with no rights to anything.

Come the 4^th century AD, the Roman emperor Theodosis I issued a series of edicts designed to place the Holey Bible of the Nicene Counsel as the only approved doctrine of Christianity, declared it the State Religion and issued at least 18 new laws or punishments for not believing. Does this sound like South Carolina? He closed most of the pagan temples and burned the library at Alexandra just to make certain there would be no information to contradict his new state religion.

By the middle of the 6^th century AD the penalty for not believing was death and burning pagans at the stake came into vogue. Love thy neighbor and not killing went out the door, the Church got richer and richer and the rules multiplied with the punishments as the poor no longer had any power and were left to fend for themselves, pitted against each other in a world of survival of the fittest. The ruling class quite literally held the power of life or death over anyone below them, the King was ordained by GOD to be the King and the poor were mere playthings and slaves to the wealthy, landed overseers.

Now do you understand why to the great Orange Man, Ryan and the rest think they ARE THE TRUE CHRISTIANS? They are simply reinstating the original blue print of the original Christian doctrine of the original Christian church created by Constantine I and now promoted by the Dominionists.

Friends, you had better wake up....and let me give you a few words...from good old Mittens...the foreclosures should be speedup as it is better for people to rent homes than own them....(Remember those surfs that were tied to the land, they had to pay rent in the form of most of the crops and animals they raised and their good looking daughters.).....

Now take a real good look at what is happening in South Carolina and other states trying to make Christianity the state religion. Did they mention which Christianity was going to be the state religion: Catholic, Baptist or most likely Dominionism?

Social programs are being cut because the peasants are expendable, they exist for the amusement of the upper classes, to serve them and grant their every whim....(India).

The middle class is systematically being destroyed because it is not necessary in a Feudal society. In India, the only “middle class” was the military and merchants. They took their orders from the Brahmin or they died.

Wealth is totally being redistributed to the upper 1% with the next 1% being the ones that will sacrificed as scapegoats...just like in the days of Constantine....Yup, they are definitely the REAL CHRISTIANS and you are HERETICS.

You do know what they do with heretics, don't you?

Shadow People and Creatures

At some point almost everyone has heard of the Shadow People or seen one. No one is at all certain what they are. My experience yesterday was very, very strange.
I took a nap and awoke at dusk with Napoleon next to me. The change in my breathing must awaken him as he always awakens with me. About a foot from me was a three dimensional shadow being that looked like 2 foot tall reptilian or Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Napoleon sprang out of bed towards the air conditioner where a second one about six inches tall was. He saw it! He attacked it. Then he hit the window and there was a lizard on the window, its shadow showing through the window film. They were all in straight line to the lizard on the window. He kept one paw on the window where the lizard was until I turned the lights on and all the shadows disappeared.
That was weird, even for me.....

The Buffer Zone, where loved ones meet

I do not normally ask anyone to share my blog, but I am this time.

This is a excerpt from a book I have been working on and this afternoon, someone was in so much pain from the “loss” of a loved one, it was palpable on Facebook. I heard a masculine voice scream in my head, “I'm not gone!” and much to my non-surprise, a sentence later I discovered it was a male who had crossed over.

Death is neither the end nor the beginning. It is a transition from an energetic/material state to an energetic state. It is like lifting the frosting off a cake...the cake stays on the plate (earth) and the frosting moves on. Death doesn't make you smarter, better or wiser. It is a transition in states.

But what we are interested in here is not death but the structure of the Universe and what happens between life/death/life.

All things exist at the same time and in the same space but for simplicity, I am going to split them apart.

This world and its inhabitants exist in one layer. Actually, each part exists in a layer but I'm getting too complex. Between this world of matter/energy, there is a buffer layer that is transitional matter/energy. To get to the other worlds of energy where you can literally jump to other worlds of matter, you have to go through the buffer zones.

Almost every night, you enter the buffer zone to have your physical and mental template realigned with your energetic (soul) body and purpose. There is no supreme being involved in this unless you worship computers made of energy. There is no right/wrong, black/white, anything. All that exists is your single template being energetically aligned along with billions of other earth bound beings and minerals on the now dark side of the planet. Sunlight is not healthy for the soul pattern. It pokes little holes in it so the soul pattern shrinks into the physical shell to protect itself in the day time.

This buffer zone also has workers in it that teach incoming energetics being how to survive in a physical environment and outgoing energetic beings how to unite completely with their energetic template or soul. There is nothing religious about this system. It is a system and it has been working pretty well.

Within the buffer, certain energetic beings maintain energetic/matter structures for the comfort and training of those entering the buffer zone. Some of the structures I have seen there are wooden cities. Metal is very rare in the buffer zone. I have seen rooms that contain “computer” equipment that is used to remove you from your body and return you. You are connected while living to your physical template on earth by a beautiful blue luminous cord, the color of which cannot be duplicated on earth. You are pulled out quickly for realignment down a “white” corridor and returned slowly turning head over heels and reversed, many times. I have no idea why that happens except that if you return too quickly it feels like someone whacked you in the solar plexus with a steel baseball bat. There are offices, the infamous cafeteria I bet everyone has experienced where you never have the money to pay for your meal or beverage of choice, a war zone, a garden with strange creatures that look like dolls being trained to eat and drink, a house where photographic negatives (I think they are the earth templates for souls) are being developed and many more.

However, there are the buses, trains and mass transport units. These are transition nexus where the living earth bound souls can meet with the souls that have transitioned to energy. In other words, in these locations you can meet with the deceased as they have not ceased to exist, they have just transitioned in form. Meetings have to be arranged by the newly transitioned's guides or watchers or teachers...whatever you want to call them....and you are zapped (for want of a better word) into this location. Sometimes, if the guiding entity is really powerful, they will create a room, usually a bedroom or kitchen/dining room matching one from both your youthful phases. In this space you can interact but touching is difficult because it may setup a matter/energy reaction that polarizes both of you in differing polarities and making a second meeting very difficult. The thing to remember is don't touch and eat or drink anything.

PLEASE remember, you will enter and do enter this buffer zone constantly. You can meet with your friends and family that have crossed permanently into it for a very long time as even once they move into the energetic domain, the buffer zone can still be accessed by them. They may choose to return to this matter/energy zone in a new body in which case it becomes almost impossible to interact with them unless you locate them in this zone. Souls are moving back and forth constantly but normally a soul remains in one of the other zones for a while to get completely aligned with their soul energy/pattern.

Because all things exist at the same time and place, any time you think of the person who has transitioned, you tug on their energetic signature and get their attention. Yes, they hear and see you after a fashion.

After delivering messages for my entire life between states, I can say with total certainty that the single message every departed being from this zone would like you to hear is: “LIVE!” They haven't gone anywhere. They are right here beside if not inside you. They want you be happy and enjoy your life and when a particularly wonderful thing happens, they would like you to stop and think of them and show it to them. You can talk to them without leaving your body because they can hear and they are inside your thoughts.

Now, imagine being on the other side, starting your new wondrous life and all you can hear for years is someone crying and whining that you left. That's not pleasant thing so, be happy and let them be happy. Otherwise, you really are damaging their energetic signature and your own. You will most likely meet again in the other energetic realms. I meet souls over there I really wish I could have left alone. I have met every member of my family, friends and even friends of friends I never knew on this side but the evidence, after investigation, bears out they knew these people at different times in their lives to when they knew me.

Why isn't this simple piece of information available to you when the leaders of EVERY major religious sect knows it? Simply because they want to milk your energy on this side of the buffer by convincing you they are the only way to meet with your loved ones once your life here is over. Baloney! You are all going to meet again whether you really want to or not. Trust me, I know and wish I didn't. You don't need any training, any belief system or anyone to intervene. Soul groups attract their souls because their templates are stored in the same location in the Akashic Memory System. It is just going to happen because that is the nature of the Universe, the way it is constructed. You are all connected. You are connected to every being you meet and to every being they meet. It is all one being.

No one is ever lost. No one ever completely ceases to exist without assist from some pretty powerful beings you really don't want to attract the attention of, for any reason what-so-ever. So, call on your friends and relatives and show them the beauty and joy of your life.

Just remember, there is very little they can do in this realm without expending a HUGE amount of their life energy from the other side of the Buffer Zone. They are pure energy. They can only affect energy. Thoughts are chemical energy so for a bit, they can affect thoughts. But you can over ride them because of the chemical component in the thought process. That is a safeguard to prevent possession by an energetic entity.

Always remember, there are entities in this world that are mostly energy and only part matter. They are not of your human group. They probably do not have your best interests at whatever they have for a heart because this planet is prime real estate and you have the title....at.....the....moment.

A MUST Read Article

Any mistakes in this short article are due to a massive cold, the parameters of which I have not experienced in 10 years.
I owe a debt of gratitude to the organic lemon that gave its life to help my very sore throat.

In the April/May issue of the Mountain Astrologer there is a bit of a deceptively entitled article: "Year of the Snake". This article not only has more information packed into it about Chinese medicine and cycles than I have ever seen, but some great information about electromagnetics.

Now for those people whose eyes rolled back in their heads at that big scientific word, it means the stuff you can't see that your cell phones, electric meters, WiFi and so forth generates and passes right through your body. I might point out nothing passes through your body with harming or enhancing it. Your body functions via a series of electrical connections and we are talking about something that whacks on electrical functions.

My personal journey through this invisible spectrum began when I found restful sleep was impossible unless all the power strips near my bed were off and the cell phone was waaaaaay down the hall and off. Off on a cell phone doesn't mean off like you think it does. You need to get away from the little bugger. Power strips are the same way. Off means the power is turned off at the strip but it is still happily zipping down the cord. Now if you don't believe me, get a pair of cutters and cut the cord. I'll wait while you recover...if you recover.

Just how much power is seeping from a power strip and these devices was demonstrated to me when a piece of (I had no idea) extremely flammable packing paper from India landed on the power strip and burst into flames instantly! It power was not seeping from that strip, nothing would NOT have happened. So keep those power strips off and clear of everything or better yet, unplug them from the wall! You might want to notice that the electrical outlets in new medical building and facilities are located at least 4 feet above the floor to actually being at the ceiling. The answer to why is fire hazard. I suggested that modification to building codes for houses over 40 years ago as bending over with a bad back was already affecting me.

Two things hit home in the article. I had found my old radar detector which is useless 20 years later. We were trying to identify what was setting it off (takes a STRONG signal to do that) when George noticed an odd looking antennae on a power pole. Imagine my shock when I saw a picture of it in the article and found out it is the smart grid transmitter and controller.

You were sold the Smart Grid under Bush as a way your meter could be read without someone invading your yard once a month, something dog owners loved. That is not its purpose. Its purpose is to monitor your electrical consumption by the minute so the power companies can go to a system of charging you more money for power used during PEAK times. You will not be getting an email telling you just when said peak times are any time soon. It also allows them to turn off your power in a N.Y minute for any reason they might make up. These little antennae are all over Palm Beach County in the "wealthier" and Retiree areas as they figure...those guys never look at their power bill and will pay without question. You and I will be getting the hit next. You already have the meter..all they need is the controller/monitor on their pole. The Smart Meter transmits constantly. You can't turn it off.

However, more disturbing in this article is a chart of the Microwave Radiation Limits per country. That's the invisible stuff going through you from cell phones, cell towers, high tension electrical lines and your new favorite buddy, the Smart Meter and trust me, it really is smarter than you.

Let me summarize the table for you. The allowable limits for Switzerland, China, Italy, Russia and India are between 4 and 10 microwatts/cm2. Remember that number because the allowed limits for the U.S.A, Japan and Canada is 580. That's 59 times the amount allowed in China, over 100 times the amount allowed in Switzerland and 58 times the amount allowed in India, Italy and Russia! WHOA FARMER....someone is irradiating you without your knowledge. Do you feel cooked yet or just tired, worn out and unable to sleep?

More frightening is the Chinese system of medicine and you Tesla and Matrix fans might want to pay attention as Chinese medicine begat India medicine and Vasatu. The Chinese system of medicine states that "energy" flows at specific times of the day and night into specific organs for the purpose of correcting minor problems that may have developed during the remaining times. In other words for the Nerds, you are getting a system update constantly and installing it. The energy that is the update is pretty much the same type of energy being emitted from all these devices and thus, the devices are interfering with your system update and making you sick or perhaps controlling your mood.

I started studying cosmic radiation (yes, it IS a real thing) when I was 11 years old and managed to penetrate the adult science section. It was soooo off limits but I found I could crawl through the children's section into the adult via the lowest shelf. I know: nerds rock. They would not let me check out the book and even took my notebook away but I had a photographic memory for anything said or written so I just went home and transcribed it again from what I managed to read in an hour. Oh...for those days again. Now I suffer from CRS. This cosmic radiation which has been well studied and documented may just be Chi or Prana or Life Energy and if so, there is no excuse except PROFIT for what our utilities are doing to us and our government under the guise of Capitalism is allowing. They KNOW they are KILLING us. There is simply no way they CANNOT know.

So, go out to the link and buy the electronic issue for April/May if you can't afford a subscription. I know it is pricey and the magazine really is for astrologers, not the general public, so this might be the only issue you want to have. BUT you want to have this issue.

It certainly explains a quote from Einstein being circulated on the net that just doesn't fit the MeMe:

"I fear the day that technology will surpass our human interaction. The world will have a generation of idiots."

What it means is the technology will be so far ahead of you that you will not know what it is doing to you and it will create a generation of idiots or slaves to the machine and the owners of the technology. Did you know they even want to patent human genes......you might have to pay a royalty to live if you won't gift them with parts of your body.

Stonehenge, A Druid's Visit

Visiting Stonehenge is the goal of just about every Druid. It is the symbol in modern days of our religious movement though it really should be the oak tree or perhaps mistletoe...I'm going with the Oak as Mistletoe grows on it. Hence, by my first week in London I had purchased tickets to a tour going to Stonehenge thought they thought the highlight of the tour was Bath.

It had rained the night before we arrived leaving the area muddy and slippery. The wind was blowing at least 40 MPH and rocking the huge tour bus a bit. We parked in the parking lot and the driver issued a warning to be very careful. It was slippery. Every time I tried to step off the bus, the wind kicked up and finally I just sat back down by the door and mentally contacted the local air spirits. I wouldn't complain about their fun with the tourists if they would allow me off the bus and to take some pictures. Hey fellows, Druid here! Let's have some interspecies cooperation.

Thus, the wind died down and I got off the bus and across the parking lot with no trouble to the gift shop. Noting the gift shop was well stocked with what I wanted....I had waited on the gift shop on a previous tour and my fellow tourists had bought out everything I wanted....I continued to Stonehenge.

I admit, I was sort of holding my breath as I stepped out onto the plain to take my first close up look at this holy place. Nothing, nothing at all greeted me. I went closer and began the trek around the stone monument to absolutely nothing I could sense. The path was a muddy, slippery mess and at least half my fellow tourists had already hit the ground. Each time I turned to take a photograph, the wind died completely down and picked up the moment I clicked the shutter. There were no digital cameras back then. I finished my trek and stopped at the gift shop where a huge standing stone stood as an example so you could touch it...nothing.

I bought my little replica of Stonehenge, my mug and I don't even remember what else and exited the gift shop a little dejected. I ran into the bus driver and he asked what was wrong. I told him I had sort of expected to feel something here and he fished a rock out of his pocket that came from inside the circle before they had closed it off to everyone. When he put it in my hand I heard in my mind quite distinctly, "Everything here is dead." I waited around for a few minutes looking out at the monument and the highway which seemed more alive and agreed. Everything here is dead.

The air spirits were getting a little testy so I hurried back to the bus and just before I made the step onto the bus I heard, "Time Up!" I jumped into the bus clearing the first step completely, the entire bus rocked almost completely over throwing me onto the bus driver and knocking people down right and left. I managed to get myself upright and looked around at everyone looking at me. I was the only person besides the driver not covered in mud. No one had gotten a single decent photo but me and I calmly sat down on the bench seat across from the driver as he announced our next stop was Bath. That was when he looked at me and quietly said, "You're one of them. My wife is Scottish. She is, too."

Oddly enough, I would get the same driver for the next castle tour and to Scotland.

It seems I was right about everything being dead there.
http://news.yahoo.com/researchers-stonehenge-started-huge-graveyard-162627420.html

Childhood Never Begun

Childhood Never Began

They say that as you get older, the memories of the past get clearer than the present and you tend to live in them. A friend on Facebook buried her mother today and was saying how much she would miss her. She doesn't know how lucky she is. She will miss her.

I decided to lay back see what I remembered of the two people who raised me or at least kept me fed and clothed most of the time. I found I had two memories I could actually recount and only two. Oh, I remember countries and places you will probably never have the opportunity to see and people you will only know from history books that haven't been rewritten, bending down and shaking my small hand. Oh, and I remember the pity in their eyes I didn't understand then because all children believe their parents....

Perhaps that pity is best explained in the one encounter I remember with my aunt's husband who was Native America, or just Indian back then. He brought me some antique doll furniture to play with as my only toys were an old rag doll and some cheap Indian dolls they sold in gas stations in the Southwest for the tourists to take home and thrown away. I remember him telling me to take good care of the little chairs and table as they were very old and my mother saying I would never break anything I was given, I knew better. The thing she gave birth to knew better than to make noise, break anything or do anything she wasn't told to do.

My two memories of my parents are pretty dismal so you might want to stop reading.

When I was around 1 and a half, I had an old bottle with a very old nipple. Back then the nipples on baby bottles were made of rubber and they tasted like an old tire and smelled like one, too. This one was so old that the taste and odor had long leeched out of it. It was was stained and had a hole in the end making it more a straw than a nipple but it kept me from spilling anything which was against the rules and would be punished. I loved it and my mother hated it. She wanted a new and pretty nipple on the bottle. I remember laying in my crib in the other room and seeing her (I could astral project very well) taking the old nipple and a pair of old black kitchen scissors and cutting it into tiny little pieces. First she cut them sideways and then she took the little circles and cut them into two pieces and then four. I was screaming and then she brought me the new bottle with the new nipple. I threw it and it hit the ceiling corner diagonally opposite my crib shattering it into more pieces than she had cut the nipple into and covering all my crib in milk and glass. Baby bottles were made of glass back then. It took a while for the nanny they hired to get me to drink or eat anything.

My memory of my father is from around 6 when I was trying to hug him and he was “accidentally” burning me with his cigarette to get me to go away.

And thus my memories are of people and places I will never see again. I seldom if ever think of my parents unless it is in reference to an event or place we went. They are dead and as useless as a used tissue already thrown out in the garbage. Perhaps the tissue is more useful, it can be mulched.

So my friends, you might want to consider what your children are going to remember of you.

There is a big difference of being proud of someone as they always were of me and taking pride in someone's accomplishments. One is just jealousy in sheep's clothing and the other is love of the person.