The False Flag Girl ... crisis actors in staged events to cow the public into fear and acceptance of the "Prison State".

This girl was a crisis actor at the recent Paris shootings.
Irony of ironies - soon it was found that she had
participated in earlier false flag events and then - it started...



the A C T I N G ... is this the SAME girl ??????  YESSSS!!!!
 
since then ....






which is what she should
be acting for... the real nonsense the PTW inflict on us humans ...

and some extra fun ...

My soul is not contained within the limits of my body,
my body is contained within the limitlessness of my soul.
                                                 ~ Jim Carey~

Your life is like a garden, you can only harvest what you plant 
and nurture.

 

After years of questioning unanswerable questions, yes I agree. Just let be and go through the best way we know how.

otherwise we will end up bitter and negative beyond measure!
It is not worth it. Especially since we do not know nor are able
to judge from our limited perspective...

Compilation of sayings and poetry that moved me in my teens .... b4 I throw the scrapbook away.

A friend
I friend is someone we turn to
When our spirits need a lift
A friend is someone we treasure
For true friendship is a gift.
A friend is someone we laugh with
Over little personal things.
A friend is someone we're serious with
In facing whatever life brings.
A friend is someone who fills our life
With beauty and joy and grace
And makes the world that we live in
A happier and better place.

Love is the language that every heart speaks
And love is the answer to all that man seeks.
          
The capacity to care is the thing which gives life its
deepest significance... 

 

A song is no song till you sing it!

A bell is no bell till you ring it.

And love in your heart wasn't put there to stay

Love isn't love till you give it away.

                                   

Love is a beautiful flower that blossoms on Earth with

its roots deeply embedded in Eternity....

  

Do you know the world is dying

For a little bit of love?

Everywhere we hear them sighing

For a little bit of love.....

       

I searched and searched the whole world around

And this is one thiing alone I found.

Of all the gifts from GOD above

The greatest gift to man is LOVE... 

                                         

Treasures

God sends us many treasures

For which we cannot pay

The music of the songbirds

Sunsets at close of day.

    A child's delighted laughter

    The cool refreshing rain

    The seedtime and the harvest

    Of life sustaining grain.

And then another treasure

That's just as priceless too

He sends us friends and loved ones

And one of them is you....

     

 

Friendship

We lit the lamp of friendship

 So many years ago.

  And still its burning brightly

    Amid time's ebb and flow.

      A beacon in the darkness

 That cannot dim nor fade.

  A light that will not falter

   In sunshine or in shade.

    As on life's road we travel

      Its friendly flame we see.

And may its light keep shining

 Through all the years to be. 

 

Watch your thoughts, keep them strong.

High resolve, think no wrong.

Watch your thoughts, keep them clear.

Perfect love casts out fear.

Watch your thoughts, keep them right.

Faith and Wisdom give you light.

Watch your thoughts, keep them true.

Look to God, He'll lead you.

 

 Tomorrow 

He was going to be all he wanted to be, tomorrow!

Noone should be kinder or braver than he, tomorrow.

A friend who was troubled and weary, he knew,

who would be glad of a lift and needed it too,

Oh, him he would call and see what he could do, tomorrow!

Each morning he would stack up the letters he'd write, tomorrow.

And thought of the folks he would fill with delight, tomorrow.

It was too bad he was busy today

And hadn't a minute to stop on his way.

Much time will I have to give to others, he'd say, tomorrow.

But in fact, he passed on and faded from view

And all that he left there when living was through

Was a mountain of things he intended to do - TOMORROW!!!

                   

The Greatest of These...

A little beauty

To pass along

A little duty 

To make us strong.

       A lot of gladness

       To make us whole

       A little sadness

       To cleanse the soul. 

            A sense of humour 

            To make us smile

            These are the things

            That make life worthwhile.

                 But more important

                 Then all above

                 The greatest of these

                 A touch of Love.

                  

      

 

 

  

"The Pileated Woodpecker"

More for the picture than the saying...

"The Somali wild ass is the last remaining ancestor of the modern donkey. They are the smallest of the wild equids and are found in the rocky deserts in very isolated areas of Eastern Africa.

MAKE TIME ... !!!

As a rule I don't like suffering to no purpose. Suffering should be 
creative, should give birth to something good and lovely.
~ Chinua Achebe

Elisabeth Kübler-Ross on the Evidence for Life after Death

In nearly four decades of working with dying patients, Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (1926–2004) studied thousands of near-death experiences. Here she offers a glimpse into her astonishing and seldom shared research into what happens in the soul’s journey after life.

"When we leave the physical body, we experience a physical wholeness in our ‘ethereal body.’ This temporary body that we have when we observe the scene of our own death has no pain and no handicaps—if we have been amputees, we will have our limbs again; if we have been deaf, we can hear.
It is very easy to evaluate whether this is a projection or wishful thinking, as some have suggested, or something else. Some of our patients are blind, who do not have light perception. We asked them to share with us what it was like when they had their near-death experiences. If it was just dream fulfillment, these people would not be able to tell us the color of a sweater, the design of a tie, or minute details of shapes, colors, or designs of people’s clothing.
When we have questioned several totally blind people who have had near-death experiences, not only were they able to tell us who came into the room first and who worked on the resuscitation, but they were able to give minute details of the attire and the clothes of all the people present—something a totally blind person would never be able to do!"
Elisabeth Kübler-Ross passed away on August 24, 2004. Elisabeth’s last book, co-written with David Kessler, “On Grief and Grieving” was completed one month before her death. “On Grief and Grieving,” is her final legacy, one that brings her life’s work profoundly full circle.
“On Grief and Grieving” was published in 2005 in hardcover and 2007 in paperback. On February 6, 2007 Elisabeth Kübler-Ross was chosen for induction into The National Women’s Hall Of Fame.

                                  In the midst of hate
             I found there was, within me, an invincible love.
                                  In the midst of tears
            I found there was, within me, an invincible smile.
                                  In the midst of chaos
             I found there was, within me, an invincible calm.
         I realized, through it all, that… In the midst of winter
          I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.
                                   ~ Albert Camus ~
 

To overcome fear....

Krishnamurthi: one can paint a marvellous picture of the Himalayas but the picture is not the Himalayas. The word is not the actual. Right? So will you go beyond the word and work at it? What is the cause of fear? Not the various forms of fear but the root cause of it. Is it not thought? I am this but I might not be that. Right? I have a job, I might lose it. Right? You understand? So thinking is part of fear, isn't it? Right, sir? Thinking. Thinking I might not become a successful man in terms of the world, or in terms of religion I might not achieve enlightenment. Right? Thinking is one of the major causes of fear.

Ok so I stop thinking. I face the ocean. I have to swim. I am afraid of water. But I have to swim. Will I not feel fear. Do we only think fear? Not feel fear? Ok rewind backwards to the beginning of Time. I have no fear. I do not think. I have yet not experienced physical life. I face the ocean. I cannot swim. I do not know what the ocean is. I do not know to fear. I dive in. I almost die. I feel deep panic as my body swallows water into my lungs and my muscles cramp. The feeling is desperation. The body tries to fight to survive - primal primitive urge. The waves wash me ashore gasping and gagging just before I drown. I struggle for awhile just to breathe. I then get up and stagger away, away from that that ocean thing that caused me such pain and panic and I begin to to to fear... to know fear. So does not physical life beget fear? 
Ok. I let go of fear. My Master says go plunge over that cliff if you want to become my chela. I want so much to be his student. I go plunge over the cliff. If I die immediately fear will not figure too strongly in that experience. If I do not die, but become disabled (without medical aid of any sort) and what that means then fear will set in the next time I look at a cliff. So fear is endemic to human life. How does one overcome fear? The question remains unanswered.

Found this ... speaks a thousand words and helps one get past the 
verbosity in these matters... 
                                                                              Bethany Hamilton, surfer who lost her arm to a tiger shark continues to surf, got married and had a child. Now this does happen with one's physical body and one is engulfed in fear. One can let fear 
imprison us forever or learn courage. 

Musings

We are on a constant search for meaning... of life.
We think we have found our niche and that comes undone.
We see people walking on the road and wonder what
life means to them. Are they happy with life?
Do they even want to know the whys and wherefores?
Can life be just simple in not knowing?
Why do we feel the pain and urge to know something higher?
What is the meaning of life?

So many of us are on that point of life
where we say we just have to take one day at a time.
That sharp point on which we do not sit easy.
How do we understand our vulnerability,
our dis-ease, our just wanting out! our mortality?
All spiritual explanations come undone when the teacher
departs ... to where? inner realms which are a re-hash of this
outer realm? From which one gets re-cycled again and again.

What is the meaning - purpose of life? Why the feeling of
being trapped by circumstances, people .... and if we flee them
we are still confronted by life itself taking its toll on our bodies
through aging, disease. .. only for us to realize that we need
people. We can't live with them (leave alone ourselves!), we
can't live without them.

Do we have to run to caves and mountains?
As many did in the past?
And achieved what?
Bliss? While still straddled with the physical body -
untended, causing moral outrage for the commoner.
Is this what enlightenment has to be like?
Is this the culmination of a life in spiritual pursuit?
Is this what illumination and spiritualization is all about?

Is it best to just go through life letting go of all aspirations,
dreams, yearnings. Just trudge through the days of life
earning a living, being idle is torture, doing something takes
the edge off the pain in a life otherwise spent idling in confusing
thoughts of this and that path and right now - it seems there are
paths galore! Am I unique in wanting out? NO! Everyone is
seeking, there are as many paths as there are seekers ... religions,
charlatans, gurus and swamis and teachers and way pointers, yet
nothing substantial -they say you have to do the work. Then comes
something new - you are selfish if you do not work for humanity.
A focus divided - what better way to keep us grounded in this
reality. Without single pointed effort one can never achieve
anything. If one has to think of the whole of humanity when one
can hardly help oneself, leave alone the task of living life, which
diverts our attention from single-pointed application on self
transformation.

Musings

We human beings are funny creatures.
We can't stand each other no matter how
much we say we hold each other in high
esteem. Some of us camouflage this through
being nice and diplomatic; some of us don't,
thereby becoming the good and bad guys.
This is especially a dilemma for those of us
who profess to be on the spiritual path; we
bend backwards to be nice and unity concious
but our petticoat hem shows in so many little
other ways that show our true feelings. So what
to make of it lah? I suppose to be genuine and
leave the other to come to some inner understanding
or not of our delivery - words, emotions, reactions.
Of course we aim towards action rather than reaction
but then again we human creatures are funny little
thingies ...

Another break in understanding results in most of
us being religiously conditioned that being good vs
bad is the way to be spiritual. Not being authentic;
but all about good is the way to go. So we expect
goodness as an explicit benchmark of spirituality.
When we come across spiritual beings who are not
so conditioned, we are perplexed for they are not
focusing on being nice or not nice; rather just being
themselves in their expanded consciousness. So we
are left questioning what IS spirituality and shredding
these beings to pieces by our religious standards because
they don't fit the bill. It would seem that we have to
re-understand what is Spiritual. 

Rochelle has tried to do that - to re-program our idea
of spirituality.

Musings

Time for separation of self from others.
People come into our lives,
People leave our lives,
All for a reason in the great scheme of things.
Make what you will of it.
But when it is time for separation
learn how to let go
at all levels
the physical, the mental, the emotional.
Keep what they taught in your heart
In neutrality
no matter what the physical footprints were like...

Everything is just fine... a place for everyone and everyone in their place ...

A very, very important lesson yet we do not adhere to...

Lightning strikes from the ground up ...

Cloud-to-ground lightning comes from the sky down, but the part you see comes from the ground up. A typical cloud-to-ground flash lowers a path of negative electricity (that we cannot see) towards the ground in a series of spurts. Objects on the ground generally have a positive charge. Since opposites attract, an upward streamer is sent out from the object about to be struck. When these two paths meet, a return stroke zips back up to the sky. It is the return stroke that produces the visible flash, but it all happens so fast - in about one-millionth of a second - so the human eye doesn't see the actual formation of the stroke.
Source: National Severe Storms Laboratory

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