Shaming the shrew. The fussbudge.
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Posted:Feb 6, 2024 3:04 pm
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I can't believe what a stern looking "fussbudge" she'd turned out to be.
the eighteenth century was soon to be and scolding the little rascals only hardened her soul even more.
I had to admit it that somehow I'd made that jump from the cherished writer from one time to now at a loss from finding more evil that was conceivable.
I'd discovered in one of the sessions that inhumane punishments were given to the "fusspots" naggers and those with sharp tongues.
One guy who lived here had the miracle of a curse prevent his wife from ever uttering another word.
This is a true story and had a right to be included in the drake equation, the drake put together about the habits of God.
He'd got so tired of her constant critical corrections and he was a very well mannered and polite fellow.
He had a great collection of tiny motorbikes ready in his garage that he'd work on to keep them tip top.
I met one of his k&ds, wife and grandkids and life was sweet, nothing could be heard to bother you.
He apologized for the silence of his wife who used to be an active talker.
He thought she'd given him a bout of food poisoning, holding his belly.
Then bristling with fire she set to give him a good berating but not a word could she utter.
It was just like that, she never would speak again.
As if God had raised his hand. enough women, you're days of speaking are done!
I was watching Alita battle angel and the only other stuff from Connolly I'd watch was the labyrinth and the change in her was black and white.
She was hard in the older version. It was like a perverse magic trick had been done.
I liked that I'd be sought out for a chat. A girl told me I was her favorite to spend some time with.
I wondered about God sending souls to fill bodies who'd have to deal with the "Shrews" .
My girl was an angel and was so rare. Everyone liked her, I'd been waiting for my angel so long that now I was past my prime, not the once virile person I once was.
It was like that final scene in once upon a time in the west.
"You know you're a very handsome man!" she said and if he was a bit younger, more full of folly ,he'd do her good.
But I didn't feel any real compulsion to make it all work. It was a dream held by other forces.
Maybe I'd be scolded for returning from an empty nest. Maybe applauded to have beaten temptation.
It was just a game, full of folly !
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We are the Atlanteans"! "Let us build you a city" !
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Posted:Feb 5, 2024 2:36 pm
Last Updated:Feb 6, 2024 6:08 pm 5352 Views
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One thing after another was discovered and it soon built a picture on how to live properly.
A lot of it was to do with music and ceremonies and the deep throat singers brought a magic to this new world.
It captivated and had an impetus about it that swept over the World.
It was like your dreams had come to life.
Prophetic types too, who told of the art of living and that you could play life like a musical instrument, always hitting the right notes.
Readings were widespread now and it was found that under regression that people were showing up now with a knowledge of Atlantis, and the many wonderous things they knew about.
It was a truly spectacular time, and soon pockets of "gifted" ones would get together and create pockets dispersed around that invigorated more to do the same.
AI creations were being made for real.
It was an unstoppable force, and brought everything to a high point.
They'd arrived and knew of all the mistakes to avoid.
It was a oneness too that came out of that drake equation, a personality emerged that was that of the creator.
Travelling bands would walk through the landscape with simple methods, and their well decorated donkies looked superb with silk coverings of vivid colors.
There was the silk winders too, who could be compared to the early days of silk production but now they were making a variety of threads.
Super resistant threads from carbon harvesting were patiently wound on spools.
No new way of making those threads was found to expediate their production and it gave people who liked the idea of producing something, something to do.
The threads also enabled new light musical instruments to be made.
You got an idea and got an AI program to wind it instead of printing it.
The super strong carbon threads had an amazing vibration to them and it matched the throat singers songs perfectly.
It was really what Stradivarius dreampt of, the perfect material for musical instruments.
It was a strong vibration these instruments had and they had the power to reach into the inter-dimensional realm.
The place where the "gods" resided.
They were happy Gods too ,extending their blessings to the overwhelming worthy. The Atlantean's chose sights to build that were away from a sea that couldn't be trusted.
Everything they did had a permanence to it.
They also like shiny bubbles and would build a whole city that had them.
They attracted good forces too and had a natural way to ionize the air to make it a joy to breathe.
They practiced ways to meditate free of thought, to enjoy real freedom.
It brought together an unobstructed connection to the makers. No middleman like a religion was needed. Those old fashioned religions were seen as distortive and troublesome.
An unnecessary distraction from a true connection with the creator.
Once people had removed the blocks in their brains they found wonderful states of mind.
Power also returned to their open hands, and they functioned in a magical way, exuding a willful dynamism , that interacted with the quantum powers that enabled them to draw stuff from the ether.
Even sustenance. It was the food Jesus mentioned to his disciples, the food the disciples didn't know about.
Highly intuned people were so interlocked in spiritual exercise that food was a distraction they'd rather do without, only taking in water.
It was that the body became full of energy that was gained from another source.
Energy is energy no matter where you find it.
In that high energy state you could be healthy.
The mind had amazing powers and I'd read about monks who'd live in a high cold place that could warm up a room from accelerating their body temperatures.
Cool places had a magic to them, clean and thin air that was a joy to breathe.
Obsessions needed training to deal with them and could become consuming if you didn't know what to do. Tantric sex was one way to enjoy and deal with it.
Monks would have spasms of delight that rippled through them in waves and the sounds they made was from those forces leaving them. The power had become so high in them that you literally had to shake it out to get it to move on.
It was comical to watch one doing it.
It was like getting rid of a sneeze. I got into throat warbling/singing myself and the deep tones I loved especially and in a group the whole group became spellbound.
An existence would be found that blew away the petty way that so many humans used to live. 
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Some of you start at the back !
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Posted:Feb 4, 2024 4:23 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2024 4:47 pm 5124 Views
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Of the book.
You'd have to know if it's worth the effort before doing it properly.
I was perusing about and I love reading the comments and this time I was reading wonderful comments about a vid I hadn't even watched it.
I didn't feel I had to watch it, I just felt an intense curiosity, sure that some mystery had been pointed out or even solved here.
Maybe I'd call this the "flux state" . Where you'd be lost in a paradigm of the true workings of the Universe.
How much could I say without actually watching it.
I think I saw aliens in the title and conclusions about what they've been seen hovering over pointed to their interests.
Biological by nature they maybe doing work on us to prove their theory.
Some offshoot of Darwinism and I clearly see a shift.
That women are taking.
I've wondered how the less than perfect got here.
Did women once have less choice in their partners appearance?
And still that joke the young guy gave me had to rear its ugly head.
That the guy who'd driven 800,000 klm's to find a partner was not what they wanted.
A lot of work got put into him too.
I liked his father and he was a generous and fun filled soul and he told me many curious things he knew about the history there.
He knew where to find bones from his first .
The tragedy of losing that animal he loved never died.
He had stories about an old house far away in the bush and it seemed a miracle that it had not succumbed to a bush fire.
If he actually knew where his story finished up would he be troubled?
Really nothing to make a joke about. Only a young fool could find it a pleasure to mock.
Sorry to say it but the is an idiot! In the school I went to you'd have to present your ass for that !
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An Immitation game moment.
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Posted:Feb 3, 2024 5:30 pm
Last Updated:Feb 4, 2024 5:11 pm 5512 Views
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But this one is even bigger, the question everyone wanted answered.
Lots of curious evidence had to be compiled and put into the super massive quantum computer to run the program.
The whole world worked on this project as it gripped everyone's imagination and everyone wanted to be part of it.
A lot of thought went into how it should work and it was like coming up with a Drake formula that covered all the elements.
And everything would be valued against a total random chance that things happened.
That no meaning could be found beyond a purely random output .
When everything was settled it was a momentus moment of switch turning to put the machine into action and it would not stop unless a binding and proven conclusion was found.
An OMG moment would be had if the machine suddenly stopped.
Shocked looks to each other and it was almost too scary to view the data.
The data would show the preferences, of the creator.
How the plan worked and was being shaped.
It would be like touching the eyeball of God.
Some issued prayers claiming the super computer was a evil thing to even ask such questions.
Some of the "drake" was about reincarnation and the types who were coming back, the skills and talents they had to shape the future.
Cayce mentioned it I think.
The OMG we just found God moment would need time to analyze the data and may take a while to see if it survives scrutiny.
Then it would promote experiments that proved if you did it right or did it this way you'd get what you asked for.
The mood swings of civilization would be predicted and it would be surprising at how so many human predictions were wrong.
That peace would develop not war.
Peoples souls were weary of war and they thought it was time to move on.
I suspect that many hippies from the 60's were brought back to life to continue what they'd started in the 60's to create a Woodstock vibe to promote love not war but this time they had the impetus to succeed at it.
Tie dye threads dotted the gatherings and lennon type spectacles were seen on thoughtful faces.
Long hair and the smell of incense and dope flavored the groups.
This was the age of Aquarius !
Animals were given their freedom and this brought on a trust the Animals would gain with the humans. We also had a mass of souls whom existed before the consuming flood and they once had civilizations that could better rival what we have today.
It was a haste like the planet needed to protect itself, from the global warming that played havoc.
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apprenticeship !
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Posted:Feb 3, 2024 2:47 pm
Last Updated:Feb 4, 2024 1:27 pm 4647 Views
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It once meant something different he told me. You literally got "owned". 
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Who "blew in?"
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Posted:Feb 2, 2024 4:48 pm
Last Updated:Feb 3, 2024 12:03 pm 5102 Views
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I haven't actually watched this yet, but I'd say the ones who've been there the longest should have it. The money changes have a built in shrewdness that gave them an edge to con people out of their possessions. Jesus despised them. "The rich man has as much hope of getting to heaven as a camel of of getting through the eye of a needle". But I'm more the scientist type.
Only viewing religion as more evidence that something bigger was happening.
When it was commonly thought the Earth was at the center of the whole shebang it all made sense to the God lovers and it was when our brains developed and our traits and follies were established and still manifest in 'stupid' ways today.
The pecking order of monarchists, the distinction between classes and races.
Shameful really how we learned to act.
Now wiser, blame could be apportioned, simple sentences could not be ignored or passed idly off.
A court that every country signed up to (a perfect united nations) at least could record, and fuss over the solution.
It wasn't something I thought about much.
I'm more into "cracking the code"!
To explore new places that we're unable to go, because of fear and the knowledge that we've been eluded.
The aliens were commonly seen but not often interacting with what they may consider a "primal species".
Not on the same level and they neede to be protected from themselves in a Galactic foundation of truth and laws kind of way.
A galactic united nations so to speak, so they were bound in that and their behaviors would be questioned.
So we had that.
The aliens knew a lot about other dimensions too and our minds would be blown by that.
Logic would play a huge roll in the coming future as everything could be proved.
Data would be assessed properly by the hugely capable logic machinery.
Let me say that what those machines came up with is the true God.
No underhand manipulation by humans to shape a God to their liking.
Yes my words may grate on some of you!
I grew up wanting to escape the deprivation of spirit that I suffered and found my place in the revelation.
It had the grandness about it that I needed.
Eintein had a model ship on his desk and it was inquired about who made it.
No one made it replied Einstein. It just appeared magically all by itself.
I thought I'd take to learning and math became a problem every step of the way.
Math was at the heart of everything and it couldn't be ascertained why that was, like the way a number associated with hydrogen appeared universally through matter.
A building block you may think that has to be there that way.
A cornerstone of the cornucopia.
I was thrilled that an argument wa put at the beginning of language that words should be viewed with caution.
So easy to misconstrue the facts through them.
Birthing rumors, I wondered how you'd think without using words in your head.
Maybe you'd have a freedom that would extend your grasp on,,,,
So they've found crystals in the brain and instantly the discoverers thought of the old crystal sets that k&ds once built to tune into radio waves.
The local mechanic aid cars have become too much for him now. Their fragile computers too hard to pick apart.
I'd found a hose disconnected under the hood and when I put it back it solved all the problems and it's running as sweet a ever.
Now just a joy to drive it and people love it and are vexed when I tell them how old it is. Why it looks brand new?
It was loved and kept away from the sun and it still holds that.
I can feel that it was loved.
Parts were made to pin on a quantum level that could be retrieved by the "sensitive" ones. Like me !
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"Eat a little grass, make a little "woopee"!
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Posted:Feb 1, 2024 3:51 pm
Last Updated:Feb 2, 2024 3:55 pm 4776 Views
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I was troubled, the matrex was troubled and it knew its time was up.
The super quantum computers would work it all out.
It was only time before the drake equation for the matrex was figured out.
All the ways that things were being distorted would become evident.
All the rules that the matrex stood by, (that were misinterpreted by man and turned into religion) would be bare , exposed to the light of day.
How had we got it so wrong?
The k&d's joke stayed with me and I could see it on the animal faces that I was playing the game wrong.
I'd complicated it, and everyone around were trying to breakthrough with a solution.
Like I'd stopped to eat my hot chips on a bench seat outside the takeaway and a woman approached, a perfect stranger requesting my name and age.
The usual thing, ways to get acquainted were failing and it was just another warning that things were falling apart.
We'd somehow got off the beaten track and social manners were lost.
Partly due to people not needing eachother any more!
In the old days you needed help just to survive and the road, tracks were bad and it was a major undertaking to get anywhere.
Now the World was confused and a guy had to jump through an endless amount of hurdles and till not achieve the goal of life. To make "woopee" and procreate the species in an efficient manner.
Not drive 800,000 klms in a pointless exercise and still not find a mate. it's too hard !
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The backdrop to your circles.
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Posted:Jan 31, 2024 2:26 pm
Last Updated:Feb 1, 2024 5:29 pm 4281 Views
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It did bring a laugh, a laugh done properly emanating from deep within.
The story teller looked young and full of life.
He's the one who told me the story.
Simple but he was straining to get to the good (a noticeable impatience on his part) bit so he could laugh at his own story.
He always got a chuckle from his audience too.
Life should have a point, and it should have certain rewards for your efforts.
Why drive 800,000 kilometers and still not have any family?
If you did it to make a living for your family then fair enough but doing without solving anything seems nuts.
I don't actually know what the business of it was and neither the story teller, that part of the story didn't need to be told.
You were too busy laughing at that point to continue with the story.
The lovely sweet girl showed me her teeth, "see no more gaps" she said.
I dreamed of visiting her homeland and it would be so magical.
We knew the same books and loved the same movie but I was determined that my legacy die with me.
What an awkward position. It went round and round in my head with no likely solution but I did find the right background song to accompany my circle of thoughts and it also fit the guy who drove forever continuously with no cause.
Driving was something to do whilst he worked on his own problems.
I'd found a longer version too and I loved it and the questions it asked.
Was there something deeper going on with an artist whom I thought was from an earlier period than the song.
But it was a perfect fit, repairing time with a vortex by filling the hole that was there.
Brubaker would love to own this one.   Oh Suzi's friend Nicky had dropped by and she 'd spend her days naked enjoying bush walks completely naked and being naked was so natural for her.
I saw her watching a movie spread wide with her little "dicky" promoted unashamedly. Such a sweet girl.
Her friends were coming so her 'prayers' would soon be answered. I played Brubaker again and a sly smile crossed her lips.
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On the tide of learning !
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Posted:Jan 30, 2024 3:42 pm
Last Updated:Jan 31, 2024 4:08 pm 3554 Views
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Having dodged mainstream learning I felt I could now add bits n pieces to fulfill my quest for knowledge.
I had not been brainwashed in the usual ways (I'd been brainwashed in appalling ways)and I'd often been asked what was my secret.
To my unageing appearance.
I'd simply rejected any notion of time being in control, I also wasn't attached to anyone whom demanded that I age.
But there could be other things going on and I feel the strangest thing, a pull that's drawing me backwards through time.
It reminds me of that time out in the desert at night exploring that remote mountain that seemed to be at the center of alien activity.
I'd been tasked to take a device in my backpack that could sense any vibrations inside the mountain that could be caused by the factory beneath where the craft were made.
I got to that untroubled and set the machine down and layed back to enjoy the beautiful night sky.
It wasn't long before I felt the energy and its effects.
Some kind of unearthly pull was gripping me and trying to suck me into another space.
My watch had stopped so I shook it but still nothing. I'd put my finger on that moment to explain how I'd got on that different road.
I'm guessing the aliens had somehow short circuited time to their advantage.
I felt a fear that somehow I'd never be completely normal again.
That some new thing had found a home in me.
As time went on it would become more apparent and everyone I knew would be getting older and die and I kept feeling even younger.
I had the joints of a young person too and I went on long runs feeling invigorated, and wonderfully alive.
I'd come to lots of conclusions that may not be represented in the classroom curriculum.
One was about windows, and it was smack bang about at the heart of personal development.
It was that when you seem ready an opportunity to advance was slipped your way.
It was window to a new space but only temporarily available and if you didn't accept it then you could wait for the next window.
Sometimes those windows were outright scary.
One time just out of the blue a wonderful feeling filled me, but what was I supposed to do with that?
I hoped I'd sleep and wake up feeling normal again. in my hardened depressed, sarcastic state.
I felt bullet proof like that.
I liked my serious look framed in my curly hair.
It spoke of the discordance in my being.
I decided to accept any windows that would come my way and meditate more.
Cayce was an average unexceeding student when he was given a gift.
He could suddenly remember all the book titles and authors in his list.
Other things too and this is what I mean by a window.
The mind .the real mind is hidden, locked away from your normal thinking human.
It is like a tool cabinet that lay quiet, unopened till some need is there.
I'd had this problem of describing how schizophrenia worked to a jury, to help understand how culpable they were.
Not every schizo has alter personalities that totally consumed them in a Jeckle & Hyde way.
But the loss of the "middle ground" the feel good place that felt like it is in the center meant you could swing violently between the countering forces on the sideline.
If someone was nice to you you felt wonderful and conversely if they taunted you you seeped with a revengeful rage.
It was so ridiculous the way you could be controlled.
So this is how I described what could be going on.
You also had the ability to explore all the unused secret chambers that lurked in the mind.
No barriers to what others were thinking and contact with spirits, from previous lives.
o there I lay feeling those forces trying to suck me down into the mountain and I dropped into an uncomfortable dream and I learned a lot about the aliens, and what they were doing.
the way they hunted with tools we have no conception of. The war they fought against the 'matrex' Gods who'd rather be left undisturbed.
They'd hear the knock on the door and feel a chill that they'd been found. Not safe anymore.
The aliens were trying to depose the rulers of the matrex to be in control themselves.
It had been a frustrating fight for them, finding a home that suited them where they'd be left alone to do their work.
The Earth was that place where the inhabitants were technologically challenged and their minds could not grasp the higher order that ran things.
They played their stupid wars over boundaries and their corrupt leaders were only intent on living off the profit of the few who worked.
They were becoming stupid too and reading was like a lost art with few doing it anymore.
Where were they heading? A split was opening up between them and some wanted to do what they could to reverse the destruction and return the Earth to a time in the deep past where simple values and ways meant you had a lot of time and didn't need to do a whole lot.
What is a life ? I was just wondering that recently when a guy claimed he'd done 800,000 klms in his car. He was getting past middle aged no and busy as ever, and you know living closely with animals who here one minute gone the next amplified the disparity. We'd become something completely nuts !
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