He said: `Don’t cry`. But that was long ago. I felt more confused than frustrated, more hurt than anything for I’m a fool for faithfully believing in God, in the power of prayers, in love and light, in death unto us part, in hope and charity and that everything will be okay and `honky-dory`.
While the pure light of another soul is dimming, the heat of the sun is scorching the earth. And life passes by me and mine while we wait in line for death to welcome us home.
After lunch, Theresa and I were talking. Her rapid speech and something about `whatever` she has been through tells me something is wrong. She mentioned something about don’t ask or pray for anything (even money) because God pretty much decides everyone’s fate.
For example, Jacklyn P. wanted the stock administrator job at our former employer but Dean M. already signed off for someone else, Carolyn T. Theresa D. was caught in the middle and ended up with the A/P clerk position instead.
Since Jacklyn was being greedy, it so happens that Theresa got a new job as stock administrator. So essentially, justice has been served for the better. So that’s how it is for everyone else.
I see it now. It used to be bad for me. But for whatever unknown purpose, it’s something that is supposed to have happened to strengthen each and everyone of us. One cannot avoid what is inevitable.
They say: `Bigger is better`. And that big banks are too big to fail. David brought down Goliath with one well placed stone to the forehead. So those who carry LOTS of emotional baggage are weighed down. Think for a moment why having lots of junk, bling, pets, children, friends, CAN wear one down, too.
`Rolling Stones` magazine has been notorious for making things worse than appearance.
Take for example, Arnel Pineda, the lead vocals for the rock group Journey. In one interview, he said he was tired (of being far away for long periods of time from his FAMILY back home in the Philippines). But the magazine went on to say that he was tired of the band. Then someone asked him if he was quitting the band.
So from being tired and [sick and] tired of the band to quitting the band, the magazine has painted a different picture.
That is what we believe has happened in the case of General McChrystal and the magazine. Something was said and something was published out of context, misconstruing the original interview. For all we know, the general RESIGNED instead of being FIRED by the Obama administration!
So for anyone who believes in EACH and EVERY word spewing from Obama, the propaganda machine of newsworthy media and pals, it would be safer to get the WHOLE picture by doing lots of research and soul searching. Form your own opinions based on common sense facts and stop agreeing with each other just to feel like one of the gang.
You know the saying: `The buck stops here`. That is the thought I received after reading a few minutes of an OPEN forum discussion thread about infinity and beyond.
In summary, each entity, TPTB and pals has a choice to `re-set` their realities and create back-scratchers. After all, when you fall who will catch you? Your other selves.
Be there to help. Learn to say sorry. Ask forgiveness. Pick up the pieces and move on.
There is no duality of above and below, of up and down, of rich and poor, of better or worse, beauty and beast, etc.
Just is equates as justice, the answer to your problems. Just be sincere, knowing you are doing for all – your mirror, your reflection.
Why waste time in front of the computer? Surely, there’s lots of friends who would like to communicate about anything. Alas, my emails are empty. Chatting online has ceased to be of any value. Even my mailbox desires a card or two.
Using the cellphone is my BANE. The thugs won’t stop calling that number or the landline belonging to someone else! They got too much already and won’t get anymore. Why? Because they are wasting my time, energy and patience. TPTB knows it.
Anyway, air is supposed to be empty. But it’s not. It’s filled with sights of clouds and nature, of sounds by parakeets and birds and includes smells of poo. But I feel empty but it’s not except for the occasional passing of gas and some hot air out the other end.
Air is filled with people, animals and plants. Even the rocks filled the void that is supposed to be air. So I guess God is everywhere and in the air. Yeah, that’s why we feel good when the air is crispy and fresh, like today. The sylphs and ONE huge one over our house gave way to clear blue skies. It even feels warm.
I was trolling around my favorite OPEN forum discussion board on conspiracy and a forum member listed two laws to live by:
Is it Satanic? Wiccan? Nah. I makes sense.
So far I see more laws than necessary: Laws that go beyond the boundaries of the two. Dividing people among themselves and all for power with money as the driving factor.
Don’t you fools see? The government tries to forces a certain oil company to pay for damages to other people, not realizing the damages already done to nature.
Monetary compensation is not of value, especially when gained without prior permission for the destruction of this planet and its countless inhabitants, who may be stranded from other planets.
On Saturday, June 12, 2010 via FOXNews.com, I watched Mike Huckabee. The program was `Americans Rise Up: Real Solutions`. And the guests presented useful methods of cleaning up oil in water (i.e. in the Gulf of Mexico).
Here is a list of websites as displayed on the show and is in no particular order:
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If I were an entrepreneur, I would like to invest in eco-solutions. If medical technologies exist to fix aneurysms, surely there are technologies available to clean up oil in water. I would award all contractors their allotted time to put their technology to work.
By blogging in this manner, I hope to give small businesses a chance to compete in a capitalistic market. I love being an American. But it’s up to TPTB to help me manifest my dreams. After all it’s, THEIR money, right?
In order to bring down the corporate NWO, each state of this great nation MUST secede from the union. Don’t you see the following words – the United States of America? Each state must empower themselves against one rule, one religion, one leader, one ideology, etc. Don’t let the dictates of the federation control its representatives of its people.
America is United by States, not by one man – Obama and his pals of thugs. Oh, and I believe that is why he served – to remind everyone of the horrors of socialism, communism and dictators of death and to enforce the idea that capitalist pigs can fix things faster and better with some TLC (tender loving care) for the right price, of course.
Brouhaha!
True freedom is without the hive-mind. The constant noise of reading each others’ thoughts can be deafening. Sharing of energy without permission is stealing.
True freedom means not remembering past incarnations, a living hell. Peace is not knowing anything about the past or future but living for the moment here and now.
I saw big, brown-colored moth a few minutes ago. I debated whether to let it go by capturing it in a container or flushing it down the toilet, too. Of course, I used the vacuum.
It was above the sacred space upstairs. I tried unsuccessfully to suck it from its place and it fluttered onto the angel statue and then to the ceiling of my bedroom.
I failed to suck it into the vacuum cleaner for the second time. It landed above my bedroom window and flew away again.
This time it landed near my bedroom door. That’s when it went into the tube, clattering inside the ribbed-design. That sound was not nice.
While en route home bound from the USPS and with Paw as the passenger, I created more thoughts. I saw a black Toyota make a U-turn from across the USPS with me behind. I saw out of the corner of my left eye a glimpse of the driver looking into my direction. We had the windows to my Ford Mustang rolled down the whole time because the weather is very beautiful and the air crispy and clean.
Here is the imagery after coming out of the U-turn.
There are two Toyota mini, pick-up trucks. One is black in color. The other is painted in white.
I asked myself, “Which truck would I like to take a ride in? If I go with the bad boy, I’d have all the fun and excitement. If I go with the good boy, I might be bored to death. Either way, they are both strangers. But my legs are fast getting tired from walking a far distance to my destination. What should I do?”
Now, kids: What did you care-taking units tell you about taking a ride with strangers? Don’t get into the cars! Run fast away! Scream to the top of your lungs! Don’t be afraid of drawing attention to yourself or you might be kidnapped!
The answer was clear: Walk a path of righteousness no matter how achy the feet may be, no matter how heavy the load of backpack full of books may be, no matter how much longer it would take to reach your goals. Don’t take a free ride for granted: It’s your life and soul that matters most. Next time, be prepared and take a bicycle!