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Saturday, February 11, 2017

parallel chaos


Imminent danger. War with Iran. A war unwinnable stop.
Must go up a few vibrational levels in desperation and need. Must change our minds to be led by the infinity of the heart, cleansed of the installations of Empire.

Monday, February 6, 2017

What about Bob?


Baby Steps

To the children of the Heart Light, remember to reach upwards in vibration. Breath.

The nose dive into the controlled, fear based, disconnect you and stuff you full of drugs and distraction- world of the media, screen based society -of the three D description of reality....
"You are a small squishable bug." That is what we are trained to be...=> Itty biddy vulnerable victims of life. Forced to be here as a punishment instead of honored to be here to experience a task so great that it has been unimaginable up until now.




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'Their hearts are far from me' Jesus




Sunday, February 5, 2017

Talking HEADS







tSHOTS rang out two to the East 9(steve'a North boundary. South - two- about middle of his property = and then South assuming his Southern border and then middle east one shot. I WAS SPONTANEOUSLY SINGING A FREEDOM SONG. stay in my body.






"Kashmir"

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, oh.

Oh, I been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin'
I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin'

All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir.

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
Ohh.

When I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah

Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down...
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there

Let me take you there. Let me take you there




Play "Kashmir"
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Writer(s): John Bonham, Jimmy Page, Jimmy Page, Robert Plant, John Bonham, PAGE JAMES PATRICK, Robert Plant

A-Z Lyrics L LED ZEPPELIN Lyrics

"Physical Graffiti" (1975)

Thursday, February 2, 2017

If on the other hand...Watts play



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Fear comes trembling through the land.
War is cried. Tragedy as control method. So we fall to our knees with tears in our eyes staring at such greed.




and then....