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Tuesday, September 9, 2014


May the High Holy Days bring vision, Love and Light and Peace to all who share the Earth in these times.

Monday, September 8, 2014


The precipice looking deep and unavoidable
Its almost like why try to stop it
World War three, come on down
So what if two thirds of life is splattered in a sacrificial alter to Satan
Men who claim Christ and destroy the earth purposefully with intent, finally look in horror at what they did. The scowl of a smile melting into tears of regret

Here is what I see the Neocons as attempting
Waves of attempts (not just one front) All fronts Starting with the murder or sacrifice of Robin Williams. I will say San Francisco was meant to be fried and fricasseed. But thanks to some mighty works of light was spared for this moment. The telegraph lines of light celebrate for a breath and move on. Chemicals and chemistry, keep us afraid, they announce what they plan when they say “the terrorists could…”It’s wave after wave…
Research reveals that access to chemicals that directly cause cancer in our bodies PERPS because they block the transcription key to our cells reproduction.Chemicals that do this are easy to access if you have the money, honey. Lovely episode in future musings, lets say no to them spraying us… ‘Just say NO’
Its all a video game to many of the mercenaries, hate ramped up programming, amphetamine hype.
There are lists of who to kill. They kill, one by one activists who are or could be influential, I think by many methods including PERPs.
The military contractors are imbedded throughout the country like cockroaches hiding, waiting, fire –fire- mayhem –wee hee and thanks to DARPA they have all of the top of the line weaponry and the license to use them…Remember when GW gave them immunity?...
Oh Jesus I do pray that the sword of truth shines brightly this day and Love dawns in the damaged lands of war and despair.
My Job? I ask. Anchoring Light and Love in all my thoughts Seeing the globe and this full Moon in Pisces conjunct Chiron Sun in Virgo 15 degrees as waking up, shedding the fear that has cloaked this planet for thousands upon thousands of years. Mars is on my Saturn and Venus is on my ascendant and natal Jupiter.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

First John 2:8

8 Again, a new commandment I write unto you, which thing is true in him and in you: because the darkness is past, and the true light now shineth.
9 He that saith he is in the light, and hateth his brother, is in darkness even until now.
10 He that loveth his brother abideth in the light, and there is none occasion of stumbling in him.
11 But he that hateth his brother is in darkness, and walketh in darkness, and knoweth not whither he goeth, because that darkness hath blinded his eyes.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Letter to the Puppets

If I could put a picture of the Goddess Isis I would but my computer isn't doing it.
So let's pretend that she sits right here as you read this....lest we forget...

this video was posted on June 22, 2014 (Is the opening 'What dreams may come? I never saw it.)Another '"HERALD"' video which states the psychotic state they are in. They forget first John.
You know who you are.
You have been played to the point that you are in a corner with all guns pointed at you.
If you move against them, your dead, if you stay aligned with them, your dead.
Like Satan did to Jesus, they promise you the world.
So if you see things only as black and white, there will be blue added to the mix.

This Pentagon, with a density of trance, that war is an answer. War is not an answer at all anymore, it is the answer to an energy that seeks to destroy you and all life, as they hug and kiss you. They have practiced smiles, but with eyes that hold no warmth. That is how you tell your friend from foe today. Make them take off their sunglasses when speaking to you.

The NEOCONS are executing a plot to cause WWIII shich includes a nuclear war.

"Won't that be nice, we can walk into the city and take it over after we have our soldiers clean up the dead." the neocon's say in their secret holes.

The NEOCONS have been given access to chemicals and virus's that will take out large sectors of the population and they think that they are being smart in their slyness.

So to you our dear Puppets, I plea, take their power away, create a coup of the men who have been warning you of them. It is much worse than anyone really can fathom. You can't play their game anymore, because they have a cleaver to your throat. Money isn't anything on the other side. Use that power from the other side. Many are here and stand in unity for the Earth to prosper in her beauty and her wild.

Arrest the NEOCONS who have been plotting and planning to take over Syria, Iraq, Iran and Afghanistan today and take down their properties which include military contractors and their weapons in the USA.

thank you and amen

Friday, September 5, 2014

USA policy analysis

Syrian Girl

Thursday, September 4, 2014


Wednesday, September 3, 2014


Our physical senses cannot perceive the spectrums beyond the speed of light.
Without using our spirit, we are trapped in the dimensions of density.
Neville Goddard called imagination God. There are many aspects of God. Everything exists inside God; there is no other way. Everything is a luscious experience of creating and our bodies are gifts, not punishments. We have free will, to support the whole (which is really us) or steal and squelch and squeeze the magic off of this world.

I AM remembering the summer of 69, Vashon Island. My 13th birthday, Coke Sherlock took me to her tree. Coke had a look and style of Elizabeth Taylor, she liked to cook, she liked color. She was younger than my mother by a couple years. She was married to Dick, who's style resembled Johnny Cash. I always thought that Dick could read all of my thoughts and knew what I thought of his (step)daughter who multiple times had ambushed me with knuckles to my budding breasts.
I kept my horse on their five acres, along with my best friend Cindy’s horse. That’s why Rhonda slammed me so many times, we would leave her out of things because she was escalating in her jealousy and hard to be around plus we were at that age of easy meanness.
Coke took me to her tree and talked about the trees comforting powers and then she told me how her brother had died when she was my age. She told me how he died but I don’t remember that. She cried. She wouldn’t let Cindy and Rhonda come to talk with us. She only wanted to talk to me. One week later my brother died.
We had already sent my horse back to its pasture in Bothell so that day I was riding another horse, Kelly. My brother Brian and brother Glenn said that they wanted to go to a horse show on Bainbridge Island with the Wright's.
Francis Wright, mother to five and a farm women from the Ozarks, it seems. She was skinny and loud with a mean streak to her kids when she was mad, pulls up in an over-sized pickup truck with the sides built up and a tack area above the cab, to the Vashon Fair Ground arena and invited all of us to go to a Bainbridge Island horse show for an overnight. I wanted to go but Dick wouldn’t let Kelly be led home by Cindy on her horse Misty. I remember the truck driving off as an echo.

Minutes later, my brother, Brian, was killed when that truck tipped over on a hairpin curve as it was headed to the cabin where we were staying, to ask our mom if Brian and Glenn could go to the Horse show.
Brian was eighteen months younger than me and was my soul's friend. That summer we talked in our sleep to each other, through a wall. His bed was next to mine but in the other room.

There is more to the story but that is what I am wanting to remember today. Venus conj. natal Pluto. Trine of natal Pluto to the Moon, which is in Sag. Chiron is running away from my Mars towards Neptune (both) reversed in Pisces. In essence, Jupiter is its beginning of square with Pluto expanding Pluto My conclusion, All planets are my allies.POW

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Cameras on Computers and Phones Tapped?

Microphones too? Data Mining Industrial Complex of a Privatized and splintered Government

Not to mention the CIA....

Monday, September 1, 2014

Dire Straights Telegraph Road

"Brothers In Arms"

These mist-covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battle raged high
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line in your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms