Down an out in America

Last night I was speaking to a good friend and sharing my life while at Mcdonalds to use their
free wifi and having a cup of senior coffee.

He read my blog and said I was a good writer. I was very honored since he is a school teacher and enjoying the brief summer break.

We are getting together to make music and make up for a misunderstanding and the years that got between us. He is great guy with a child like exuberance and is very understanding and supportive. 
 
When I told him of my past year of moving from place to place, uncertainty and homelessness, he was almost at a loss for words. The subject of homelessness makes most people who are use to the comforts of home, uneasy. Americans who have not yet felt the sting of this contrived economic disaster, had better be prepared. We used to be a culture with a can do attitude. We used to face disasters and hardship come hell or high water. This wartime Airforce Motto was standard talk of the day.

The difficult we do immediately; the impossible takes a little longer.

We are going to have to prepare ourselves with an Eye Of The Tiger mentality if we are to survive not just as Americans, but as human beings.

It seems that when one falls on hard times, the blame is on ourselves as to why we failed. To add further guilt is hearing the condemnation of family, friends, peers, social groups like churches. All of whom we thought were are support group. Losing your house, job, finances, car and everything else is surely a sign from God that you simply did not have enough faith. That seems to be the thinking of the polluted, self righteous, fault finding Christians who have equated moneyed success with God smiling down on his anointed blessed. When hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans, Pat Robertson said that was God's punishment to an area that celebrates Mardi Gra or other pagan practices. I mentioned in previous blogs about Katrina being steered to hit land. We have the technology and I firmly believe it was so then, and now.

The rain falls on the just and the unjust. It just happens because nothing in this life is guaranteed or promised. It just happens. Shit happens as simple as that. People are quick to blame your failure because you offended God or whatever, or you did not attend Sunday school as often as you should have, or you stole that candy when nobody was watching. The blame goes on and on.


I remember what my friend said years ago, that he would like to make it as a human being and be content with that. The subject came up when I said I would like to be a successful musician artist one day. My friend had the wisdom and the gifted thought to say that back then. He is so right. I would just like to make it from one day to the next with my health intact, my fingers and toes, well, at least most of them.
That is a success story.


This is the wisdom of being homeless. Appreciating life, and what little blessings that come with it, be it food, a cup of coffee, using the toilet and washrooms in Mcdonalds.  I met a poor couple that were living in their car and recently married. I gave them ten dollars and when I left the parking lot at Flying J's, I missed them right of way. These poor people were my family I still think about them. They were parked in the stall next to mine. So were a lot of other people who were in the same homeless situation I was in. I wish I had the married couple's mobile number to keep in touch with them. I made friends with them since we were all in the same boat. I feel connected to the poor and disenfranchised. I am one of them, they are a part of me.


Here's food for thought.

When someone hits bottom or the end, according to Webster's Dictionary it is defined as..
"point of beginning".

Lately I have listening to Queen's " Under Pressure". I feel it has relevance to what I am talking about. Listen to it on youtube if you get a chance. I will attempt to put it here on the blog. I am rusty on my coding skills but, I will give it a shot.

Peace to All.....


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xtrEN-YKLBM

Let's Go Camping

The Rapture came and went without so much as a whimper. 
Except to those that followed multifailure profit, oops, I mean, prophet, Harold Camping.

I feel sorry for those who follow or followed him. I used to believe in all of that fear mongering crap.
For me, it all started in the 60's with the arrival of the Jesus thing. As a Catholic and Hispanic from a large family, I already knew about Jesus or thought I did.

Like many Catholics in those days there was a migration from the Church to other alternative faith systems. In my case it was the Pentecostal movement along with it's many subcults such as 
The Oneness Church.etc. One of the memorable events was the worship music. Loud, obnoxious, crazy, and out of control. The most captivating event was the so called, Toronto Blessing.

This is when a follower, or should I say, "faller", receives the holy ghost. The receiver manifests their faith by follow on the floor and spinning around like a madman, screams and cries in undecypherable tongues and other types of physical activities. All of this happens when a crowd is cheering on and with the loud and obnoxious music playing.


Years later after reflection and soul searching, It dawned on me after true conviction and prayer, that the activities mentioned above, are associated when a person is emotionally traumatized, enticed, coerced, and manipulated into a nervous breakdown. The same happens when a suspect is brought into police headquarters and placed under the light and questioned. These same techniques are used by the CIA and other covert operations secretly. This same activity is used by Voodoo witch doctors to enable their patients into health and well being while our Western  upbringing views this as primitive and satanic behavior.
Obviously, the laugh is on us. 


I had several of these breakdowns back then. I was miserable,confused, and unhappy growing up to begin with and this cult did not help any at all. I thought I was going insane in addition to going to hell. All of these fears where worsened when I tried to ask for help and prayer by those same followers. I got the same vague answers and criticised further for not allowing my inner spirit go deeper into the experience. The truth was, I was scared to go any further with the experience of the Toronto Blessing or whatever it was. 


My God given inner voice was telling me not to do this. These people were trying to get me to experience a trance and satanic possession. I am sure these people were blind or totally ignorant what was going on. I will admit that the programming, fear, and mindlock, still lingered until perhaps, ten years ago. That!, is a long time to living in fear, self hatred, insecurity, guilt.etc.

The Movement also got in with the Hippy movement which was already infiltrated by Timothy Leary of the LSD movement and Tavistoc Institute.

When I read a blog about a woman that shared her experience of incest and rape, I was not moved or even cared. 
Even worse, the condemning thoughts of perpetual victimhood came in. 
I am sorry for that and want to say thank you to that woman who opened the door to talk about things in our past that are hurtful and devastating. I was molested too as a child by a stranger.


I am sure there are many Harold Campings and they live amongst us, even in our own families.


I blame the Zionist movement of the 1800's for infiltrating Christians with pervasive thoughts and books like the Scofield Bible. This is still going on and many good Christians/Gentiles are suffering 
needlessly by the reshaping of our minds and belief systems. I blame the Zionist movement for the slaughter of the Palestinian people in Gaza. 


My dad was right all along when he should me a book called, "None Dare Call it TREASON".

My dear bloggers, the minds you have already, are probably not your own. 

Perhaps I should have mentioned another man made machine. One that is gleaming with human pride as it stands in comparison to the Pyramids of Giza.

That is the Large Hadron Collider or LHC.

This is the largest machine ever built and has the possibility of destroying the entire planet.

Perhaps it already has or at least is in the process. Imagine that, a machine that replicates the very birth pangs of our universe.

There was speculation of it producing a proto-universe, which like a cancerous parasite, would consume Earth.

There is also speculation of it somehow warping time.

There were problems during the initial tests too. Large amounts of liquid coolant were leaking.

Some speculated that future visitors from the LHC time generator came to sabotage it.

Maybe it was Nikola Tesla himself?

When the earthquakes and the resulting tsunamis hit Japan in March, I kept my mouth shut about what may have caused it. After about a week later after holding my breath that long, (cough) I read an article about HAARP. Something I have read about already.

That stands for High Altitude Auroric Research Project.

In Alaska, there are arrays of antennaes that project radio waves into the atmosphere. Like short wave radio waves, they can skip or bounce all over the globe.

They can also be directed into the Earth and the results can be devastating.

This is nothing new. This was proven and achieved in the early 1900's era by
the genius of geniuses, Nikola Tesla.

Then we have the worse tornado season since the last fifty years or so.

That made me wonder about HAARP too.

I also remember reading and seeing pictures from space about hurricane Katrina.

Katrina seemed to act as if it had a mind of its own.

I thought about HAARP.

This is my first post on this blog just to prime it up.

Or should I get a HAARP subscription?

Another Day In The Fabric Of Slime

I feel obligated to say something here by some form of cosmic compulsion.

Indeed the world is in a frightening state of transition. There is mass confusion, fear, disinformation coming from the so-called mainstream that supposedly tells us what to do.

Oh, did I say "What to do"? Yes, I did.

I laugh with embarrassment when I hear people say"I'm doing my own thing". I heard that same chatter from my 60's days and the one consistent truth is, that people do not change.


Yet, everybody is doing "Their Thing", in other words, humanity has gone Viral.

When the No Carbohydrates diet hit, everybody stopped eating bread, which hurt the bread industry to some degree.  

I have seen seemingly educated people buy into that and it just dawned on me, once again, that people do not change. They are and can, be easily manipulated by the media.


If Oprah said it, it's gospel. Approved and Oprahfied by the queen of mass deception, herself.


I have heard women quote Oprah in social gathering like church and business meetings.


Oprah has replaced Jesus as a belief system. 


When the Beatles' John Lennon told the press they were in fact more popular than Christ, they were banned and their records burned. John Lennon was being his usual honest self with no thought of the repercussions later.

But, the burnings and the protests continued.

Nobody has the courage or the will to self exam their own hearts anymore.


Nobody has the will or enthusiasm to ask themselves, " I have a reasonable doubt".

Self examination has been replaced by the deception on TV, American Idol, Ipods, Youtube. etc.


Even in these blogs which I review from time to time, these people are self absorbed including myself.


I have to question what is going on inside of me. My beliefs, interests, and what goes on in life,
are on the line.


To Blog or not to Blog.


A question with no answer.