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RESPECT FOR OUR LOST ICONS {by Nadine Jessel}

We just lost three icons and many are yet to come;
From their warm hearts, their virtues have spoken from.

Our lives are too rushed and we don’t stop to reflect;
The gifts of talented icons which we should honour and respect.

Your esteem for Ed McMahon and Farrah Facwett is not up for debate;
But the mixed views of Michael Jackson, I sadly do relate.

Michael had a troubled life and that’s a tragic shame;
For his eccentric actions, show him pity more than blame.

When John F. Kennedy was shot, oh how the world wept;
But he too had dark secrets, inside where they all slept.

The loss of Princess Diana hit the world with a thrust;
She captured our hearts, our support and our undying trust.

Elvis was a troubled soul, trapped within his self abuse;
To avoid his death in the end, there was absolutely no use.

Elvis and many others met their fate as did Michael;
For toxic abuse repeats itself in a perpetual destructive cycle.

Here I mention only a few, but there were many more;
Some outshine in spirit, but some in misery evened the score.

Pay them the homage that they rightly deserve;
For in death, their dark side we won’t observe.

Whether president, war hero or the best talent in sight;
They are all now sleeping angels in their own right.

Many war heroes fought for our freedom and died;
They too had imperfections which cannot be denied.

Some of our idols entertained us spreading joy and fun;
Others fought for our freedom or said how our countries are run.

The loss of our icons we have come to dread;
Their inspirations joined to our hearts by an invisible thread.

They gave light to our souls with their talents so bright;
To defame them in death, just isn’t right.

No matter the contribution to society they dealt;
Their talents and inspirations were profoundly felt.

Denouncing the spirits of the dead is an expression of our fear;
For our deepest wounds are echoed when we look into the mirror.

So, one last tribute to the lost icons whose talents we behold;
For they all had some darkness and many secrets untold.

It takes integrity to be heartfelt and kind;
Please honour the legacies that these icons have left behind.

[Nadine Jessel, June 29, 2009]

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“Heal the world, make it a better place,
For you and for me, and the entire human race.” ~ Michael Jackson ~

"I like to be a free spirit. Some don't like that, but that's the way I am." ~ Princess Diana ~

"Rock and roll music, if you like it, if you feel it, you can't help but move to it.
That's what happens to me. I can't help it." ~ Elvis Presley ~

"I am proud of what I have got and I need an audience." ~ Farrah Facwett ~

"There is no planning. On the night it is really great, it’s euphoria
and if it is not so great there is always tomorrow night." ~ Ed McMahon ~

The Case of the Artful Dodger.
1936 to 2009

73 y o ....a Full beautiful Life Lived.

David Carradine passed on to New Life Experiences & Opportunities.

Here's a link to one  Carradine website:

http://david-carradine.com/bio.html

Talk about a Balanced Human Being. Multi-Talented.

Like many of you, I grew up watching the Beloved one Wander & Transform those

around him, with gentle strength, a Bendable Palm in the Wind.

Dodging adversaries with swift counter-attacks.

   The role of Kwai Chang Caine was originally intended for Bruce Lee, however due

to the Rigidity of the Powers that BE,  in Hollywood at the time, [early '70s], there was an epidemic fear

that an Asian man, in a lead role, would not draw the ratings of a predominantly white

American audience.

Hence, David Carradine was given the lead role, and he honored it gracefully.

I remember the smoothness in the way D. C. would dismantle his sudden opposition, often

utilizing a style of Defense & Dodge tactics. Striking opponents with swift defensive

compassion & mercy. To see him move with such Artistic flexibility, as well as focus,

amazed me as a kid. A soul that surrenders, and bends with flexibility.

There is an Artistic Beauty that's apparent in Jeet Kune Do.

Mimicking the Fluidity of the movements of Asian Calligraphy.

An expression of writing I became familiar with in High School Art Class.

Learning the craft of jewelry making, how heat molds the metal, the

way cold clay felt as you applied water to it, spinning the clay to create my  first vase.

Heating it in the oven. The glaze.

The poetic hand movements of  East Asian Calligraphy, and the way the

 it synchronically parallels the artful dance of martial arts.

   Ever try to write with a paint brush?     You don't.

 You feel  the "characters" which are a language of the soul. The rhythm & the way you hold the paint brush.
However, I have come to appreciate the Logic of the English language and alphabet.

The Intuitive- slant of cursive penmanship. Look back at the careful penmanship of

our English ForeFathers, Thomas Jefferson & Ben Franklin, or Abraham Lincoln's

prose, in the Bixby Letter, or even some of your personal acquaintences who have

rather nice penmanship. Yet the expressions of the Eastern languages on paper

mulberry, hemp canvases and parchments fascinate me. Writing styles and

techniques used often in China, Japan, Korea, & Vietnam.

        The Abyss & Deep Blackness of the inks used, all these memories have resurfaced,

 the sensitive pressure on the hairs of the brush, appear quite vivid to me. Water

acting as the Eraser. Even in Junior High School, I loved the trips we used to take

outside in the time of  summer, sitting in a circle, free sketching trees, homes, streets, and each other.

 

At Milwaukee Tech, I had an art class, one of my favorite study hours.

At the tone of the bell, students would proceed to the next hour class.

I liked most of my classes, but when the Bell Tolled for Art Class.
I stepped into another dimension....

IMAGINATION.

Free roaming imagination. This was something I MASTERED as a little kid.

Here we explored the delicate craft of jewlrey making, molding of clay, and

calligraphy, free style sketching, charcoals, oil paints...etc.
..... and the greatest artform ever created,

...the  masterpiece known as the HUMAN PHYSICALITY. The Human Body.

 

 

It is here that I am in a Divine Place. Like Writing. Heaven on earth

....but I humbly compose myself daily.
This is the same teacher, who literally begged me on bended knee to take a career in

Commercial Arts. Commercial mainstream artistry. Creating the advertisements that fight for your attention in the grocery store aisle or on television commercials.

Anyways, I recall  the entire class of  students were required to  purchase  a sketch

book. We added a new entry input at the end of each week. Remember, I was a  painfully shy Black Kid

in an predominantly white High School.  One odd day, my teacher surprises me, by

doing something out of the ordinary.

In a moment of frustration from seeing another students sketch book compilation, 

my male art teacher grabs my sketch book in holds it UP with both hands in front of

the entire class.

 

And Triumphantly...

 

 Defiantly!.....Proclaiming....

"Now THIS is how a Sketch Book she BE!"

Black man turning Red again, Embarrassingly SWEET.

Art teacher spontaneity again....

another day he pulls me by the arm out of my chair, walks me to the CENTER of the

entire class, and hoists me on a desk, unto a chair.....

 

........Fox6Fan Becomes the ART FORM.

Ecstasy.

I remain still while the other classmates DRAW ME.

The Roads & Pathways of Life often take many sudden turns. Occasionally veering

completely off track.
I suppose that dream lives on in an Alternate Reality.
 These pleasant thoughts often bring me comfort & joy.

 Sears the Writer, Poet, the Logical Math Professor,

Computer Graphics designer, Movie Director, the Intuitive High School Art Teacher

....all experiences remain quite valid. Branching off into eternity.

Take for instance, a television news Anchor, who longs to have been a priest,  a left-handed

professional baseball pitcher, or politician/actor, or Tour de France bicyclist...etc.

"The passionate residue remains with the spirit or soul, as hobbies or recreational experiences."

I do not even draw anymore. Nor do I miss it. Or care to.

HOWEVER,   I continue to appreciate any fine piece of art, a tree, a bird, a star even.
Whether it's a chalice of red wine or Angelina Jolie,  a good book on a shelf

or even the ironic COMPLEX simplicity that IS life itself.
might  I add......I would have made a Superb Art Mentor in High School. Isn't that a

darn shame?

Hmm...

Oh well,  ya' know what Erykah Badu says,

.......maybe NEXT LIFETIME? Got thousands of 'em...

{wink&asmile)

You know I have seen a Grinch, grin!

Emphatically,

But I do believe I saw a devil .....SMILE.

As a kid of about 12 - 13 y o, I grew up on Lisbon Avenue,

there used to be a George Webb right smack on the corner of 35TH &Lisbon,

Me, my brother, and two sisters used to go to the Webb all the time for those cheap-cheap-cheap burgers.

 It FELT like a dollar could by a Hundred of them ground beef babies!

TALK ABOUT HEAVEN.

Well, anyways, I attended seventh and eighth grade at Samuel Morse Junior High School.

84TH &Congress...back in '77,... I'm guessin'. It was a predominately white neighborhood. I remember taking that 23RD &Fondulac bus ride,

 

      It  was like watching a Howard Bearden  meld into a Norman Rockwell.....

Observing Milwaukee, watching her TRANSFORM in what took like 23 minutes.

Shifting back into Happy but Content Howard Bearden again at the end of my classes day.

Back to Simplicity.

The simple Life. With the intense gratefulness & joy. Even for the little things, that matter the most

The crumbs...and even those scraggily lookin' yellow Dandelions, Behind the Scenes.

I was an embarrassingly shy and quiet kid. I recall having this Tough THORNY $%@! STUBBORN RED ROSE-

for an Algebra Teacher.  She wasn't bad looking ither. Just Strict. The Logical Zenless Master.

This Lady would yell, "SHHHHHUTT- YOUR- --MOUTH-----NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!"

---and that's even when she heard a number drop.

I remember there being maybe three blacks in my math class of about thirty. And I was one of them.  The majority of the class were white teens. We went to school when there was a mindset of busing minorities out of their slum neighborhoods to "better" schools. There was tension, but I rarely FOCUSED on it. I was just fascinated by learning something new. Numbers and Letters. Home Ec, Shop Class, History...all was FUN to me. I was in Heaven.

  All my Teachers liked me. And I loved them.

 Buuuut....it was just...This NUMBERS LADY... was a BEAST.

Like 666. She never said much to me. But she was always watching, behind the scenes.

Observing...those other kids in the class. Who made her crazy and mad.

This is how it went down, when the bell rang for Math's Witching Hour. When every kid came into class, we sat up straight, mouths closed, and NOBODY even DARED say a word .... or God forbid....laugh.

It was like OFF TO THE FIERY PITS OF HELL you GO. 

   (Principal's Office-Phone Call to Mom-and INSTANT DEATH!!)

So I kept my mouth closed, did my work, found the puzzle of numbers effortless, and passed with straight A's in MATH.

Man, --I even did my homework in 1st Hour! --- Study Hall.

                 With time to spare, and a quick nap.

Then I would return back on the bell sound straight to MATH HEAVEN.

Now here's the anomaly. We had this final algebra exam at the end of the year.

And I ace the mother-.

It felt like I was having fun, like the Teacher was challenging me to a playful duel.

Simple formulas. Effortlessly put together, like a simple puzzle.

I probably was the first to turn  my final exam paper in,

 i'm a little clouded in the memory,

but I do remember being called up to the front desk, a few minutes later,

Upon Teach's  inspection.

 A Big No-No.

 On  every Logical & Practical level.

Ms M??---(please forgive me for forgetting the exact name.)

My Algebra Teacher looks me straight in the eye...and I see this Grinch,----- SMILE

Like this>>

I see TEETH. But No-- FANGS. Pretty TEETH. A Softness in a once-hardened FACE,

IT's tender,  affectionate, and a sweet new look, I must admit,

 .... it becomes her.

A More Flexible Miss M. emerges from a thorn. to a rose.

I kid you not, Miss "M" reaches out her hand to me,

             {no fork or claw with piercing nails} 

 ...and proceeds to tell me that I have ACED MY EXAM.

And i'm lookin' like....

        {{<<SHOCKED!!>>}}

not because I aced the exam...that was the fun & easy part,

It's because I see the "Devil,  suddenly Dressed in Blue."

....we shake hands and she THANKS me kindly, ....moi?????

...I think she said,  "--- She wanted to marry me.lol"

I tease. I jest about that marrying part.

I turn around, the other kids are stunned, lookin' up at me and I walk on air back to my desk,

But I can still FEEL Miss M smiling......not grinning,

yet....glowing... smiling ....INSIDE.

I Kinda' Really, Liked Miss. "M --"

Miss Mathematical

I really did.

 

 [You know something....I would have made a rather COMPASSIONATE, practical College Math Professor.]

Peace.

 

The H1N1 Viral Mutation

Pragmaticism:

"Use common sense and WASH your hands slowly."

Intuitively:

" Diseases are relative to the degree of Rigidity in the Mentality of the Individual."

Balance:

"Be FLexIBle enough to use common sense to wash your hands. All diseases begin in the innermind."

I am currently studying a Pesticide Book on Turf & Landscaping for
an upcoming License Exam,....on June 2ND. That's when i take the exam.

In order to apply pesticides in the state of Wisconsin one must be certified & licensed with the

WDATCP (Wisconsin Dept of Agriculture, Trade & Consumer Protection)

Pesticides are any substance used to directly control pest populations. The active ingredient in the chemical compound is what destroys unwanted plants

There are Avicides(Birds) , Herbicides(Weeds), Fungicides(Fungi), and Rodenticides which are used to control the rodent population.
When utilized, there are deviations in the application, due to overspray & drifting caused by wind conditions and human error.

Not only does this harm the environmnent and humans, yet it affects every facet of life.

So although i will be certified, i will not apply, i need to know this stuff for my pay raise.....but the awareness you gain when you connect the dots is priceless. You see the struggle with humanity attempting to control nature.
The lessons in the book are invaluable indeed.

Here's the link to the invisible. The Flu strains. The H1N1 i will call it.

Pigs are being blamed for everything these days. <sigh!> My Poor Swines. I love pigs.

I tease. But i do love bacon.

Now here's the parallel. THERE ARE ALWAYS MUTATIONS

Roaches for instance.

Pesticide resistance is the inherited ability of a pest to tolerate the TOXIC effects of a particular pesticide.

In Pest Control, roaches have a tendency to MUTATE a STRAIN in their chromosome that becomes RESISTANCE to a particular pesticide application. That susceptible individual. Pests can develop multiple resistances as well.

This mutation benefits the organism.

In other words....the pesticide will FAIL to work any longer. The populational epidemic increases. Through evolution. So to compensate....certified pest applicators
continually diversify and become more flexible in the types of pesticides they apply. They use sprayers, powders, liquids, granules....also taking in consideration of frequency of pesticide use, amount, mixture, and chemical diversity.

Pesticide applicators learning to use FLExiBILity to their advantage. The roach population responds in check. Adaptation. Adjustment.

Now as this relates to the entire H1N1 mental scare.....BECAUSE WHAT YOU RESIST; PERSISTS....

....however speed of recovery and PHYSICAL healing is in DIRECT relation to the RIGIDITY that is clung to so deeply in the mind. Often these rigid ideas are spread from generation to generation, passed on through DNA.

Vaccinations producing resistance. And these are not always reliable. Because some viral intruders have mutated to overcome OLD FIREWALLS OF RESISTANCE.

Many "Rigid Thoughts" will be held on for unique reasons that are uniquely apparent to that particular SOUL

YET ALL DISEASES ARE CREATED IN THE MIND.

It is what YOU ALLOW TO ENTER YOUR MIND OR THAT WAS ALREADY THERE THAT CAUSED THE INITIAL UNALIGNMENT/IMBALANCE IN THINKING.

The outward manifestations just REFLECTS to you what was Obviously Happening Inward.

However flexibility is freedom. Healing and Resistance to outside viral/bacteria/diseases affects each individual differently. That's because no one can truly heal another's dis-ease....that disease is YOUR'S alone........ BUT YOUR SOUL HEALS.......YOUR OWN MIND

...............and YOUR BODY FOLLOWS,

Not ALL viruses and such are "BAD".......there are FRIENDLY alien-symbiotic life-forms as well.

It's all SYNCHRONIC.

PARALLEL

Just connect the dots.

BALANCE IS KEY.

Be {{[[ FL ex I BLE ]]}}

In the mind.
The outward manifestations will follow.

Your collective will FEEL less of a need to spread
MENTAL EPIDEMICS THROUGH THE "AIR" WAVES LIKE WILD-FIRE.

You are behind the controls of your very own life. No one else.

Drive carefully down those many, many diverse roads if you choose.

Take that muddy&rocky&curved& bumpy&pot-holed filled road even slower and more carefully.

Don't forget to enjoy the view, though;)

Peace&Love

Well?????

Which one are YOU.....???

----either you got the LOOK,  like Katherine Heigl or Jezelle Bundchen----or you're settling for smart like OPRAH

inherent BEAUTY of SPIRIT.

EVERYONE HAS SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL ABOUT THEM

WHETHER IT'S INNER BEAUTY OR FLAWLESS PHYSICALITY

IF YOU LOOK PERFECT.....THEN YOU GOT UGLY HAIRY TOES.....OR BAD BREATH....OR YOU FART INCESSANTLY IN CHURCH

WE ALL HAVE FLAWS.....AT LEAST ONE

Me personally???......MY BIG NOSE......

.....i know i'm not good-looking so that's why i read A LOT OF BOOKS as a kid....my innermost  circle  of friends

mantra to me all the time that  i am highly intelligent and i have BIG MUSCLES, BIG GUNS, and A NICE SIX PACK, .....plus they say i am SEDUCTIVELY CHARMING

Either you look like Denzel Washington, George Clooney, or Brad Pitt or you are EVERYONE ELSE trying to compensate

 i tend to  get by on humor and razor sharp wit

my intellect is my inherent gift.......it  just so happens that my GUNS are  the icing on the cake.

YOU CAN'T BE BOTH-----COME ON!!!!!

----to have BOTH goes against all sub-atomic, genetic, and PHYSICAL LAWS of the UNIVERSE

Am i "wrong" here???---because i KNOW i am not physically stunning. So don't kid yourselves. Do you think i like living with this nose. I FEEL Lebron James pain.

I tease, JK.....i love my nose....but it took me over forty years to come to this conclusion

Yet i would certainly settle for intelligence over beauty every time. Brains before Beauty.

Humor before Beauty. Charm before Beauty. Someone who makes me laugh before...beauty.

OK....i'm PUSHING IT A LITTLE..............................

If you are lucky enough to be  perceived as BOTH HOT & HIGHLY INTELLIGENT.....

THEN I SUPPOSE  HELL HAS FINALLY FROZEN OVER, PIGS DO FLY,

AND A BLACK MAN HAS BECOME PRESIDENT!!

----i need a drink after writing this one down----vodka & cranberry juice please----stirred, NOT SHAKEN

I'm up late droppin' this one-

 

I'm FOCUSED

Like an EAGLE

I've already gotten two offers even before the completion of the  final chapter

 in my first book.

My "baby" will  be complete in August when i visit D.C. and the Lincoln Memorial.

I'm excited.

This is the final leg of my  journey,  the  rough draft. This one practically wrote itself.

It's been rather effortless. The inspirations flow like streams and rivers.

It's FEELS GOOD.

To follow your PASSION.

I am grateful for that. Yet my there are  a small few  family members of mine who seem

 apprehensive of what's exactly inside the new draft. This is understandable.

I tell them to be fearless. I assure them this is will not be a tell all book.

I write with compassion and respect.

It's an UPLIFTING JOURNEY OF A FAMILY OF FOUR WHO SURVIVES DESPITE MOUNTAINOUS OBSTACLES.

From my point of view. The Third Child.

That Third EYE.

Yet the input  is not exclusive, in fact it's quite  mutual.

I've invited those close family members, whom are willing, to submit their talent stories,

 pain, thoughts, journals and takes as well.

Reason is..... family knows you more than anyone else.
They see you at your worst and your best.

And everything in-between.

Yet no one has your back, like family.
 Through the good times and the bad times.

Sometimes love is tough...some time it's blunt...and sometimes it's just
plain confusing....

That's okay too....love is irrational like that.

 

Something inexpressable....something that you are meant to

 FEEL.

It's a love thang.

That's why I love  FAMILY.

- this one's dedicated to my older brother HANK, 

 love ya BRUH!!

I'm in the middle of reading three books, and i CAN NOT put ither of them down.

One of them is by Esther & Jerry Hicks,

a re-read of "The Law of Attraction" - This BOOK CHANGED MY LIFE, LITERALLY&SPIRITUALLY

In addition, i am deep into "The Tipping Point" - by Malcolm Gladwell

....i "caught" this one through the "air-waves" while listening to WKLH,

a little after 9 AM in morning...last Wednesday.

Finally .....i'm studying a training manual for Turf&Landscape dealing with Pest Control

Basically  the later material  deals with  humanity's  struggles

...... and attempts to control symbiotic life forms,

both natural and unnatural,  domestic & foreign,  labelled wanted and UNWANTED,

Man-made formulations in the form of Pesticidal Applications can be incredibly

 harmful to the environment, animals, and humans etc. 

What's apparent is HOW epidemics are spread, through human mental errors.

How they evolve through perfect environmental conditions,

and how life adapts through

  ::::::::::  MUTATION   ::::::::::::::

A susceptible individual.

 Adjust -  Sustain - Function once again. Becoming a new strain, like a new Flu Strain.

Enter:  H1N1

Pigs always have to play the "Fall-Guy" species here.

This goes waaaay back to Biblical times.

Poor swine. We need more piggylove here. Me?? i vow to put more money into my piggy bank.

Or Adopt a pig as a pet, like George Clooney.

If you're married, and you are female, you probably have one sitting on your couch, with a PBR in tow.

Oink Oink

 

On the FLIP SIDE.....there is a NATURAL BALANCE in motion

ALWAYS

The  complex web of existence has it's unwanted "VIRAL" intruders...

.....  then there are those  unusual organisms among the species that are deemed

quite beneficial and "FRIENDLY"  to the survival of mankind as both a whole and individual species.

"Good" Bacterial  colonies.

All three Books are FASCINATING MUST READS

....with a CONNECTING PRINCIPLE!

THE BUTTERFLY

     A  butterfly is a  natural symbol of Transformation,
a symbol of effortless change and evolution,
Like a catepillar  in a cocoon, asleep, awakening  into a magical butterfly...

You ever see a butterfly rest on a flower?   a lily, an iris, gardenia,

                    a rose

there is not a painting in any art gallery more exquisite

 than the beauty of a scene,   when  a butterfly flutters

so gently and serene

with wings spread openly outward, floating gently upon a flower,

resting on a rose

 the afternoon sun resting on an quiet lake, maybe

a dove descending upon the Son 

I  AM the rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys

Transformation resting on a red rose
Effortless beauty overshadowing anything Van Gogh ever envisioned on canvas,

A red rose is a young woman of power,  

while she endures the trials&tribulations of a tough life,

this catepillar undergoes the transformation into a strong woman...
....it is DIVINE. A woman with divine strength and thorns that cut if held to tightly

A thing to be admired, held gently, not too tightly.

Gentle Effortless beauty

There is nothing more beautiful than a woman, this is why women love flowers,
It reflects effortless beauty,

mother of god,  sweet mother earth,

a rose is a  rose is my mom is my sister is my niece

Jesus holding his counterpart Mary in a tender embrace

 

 equals/intellects

a delicate piece of you that you love in someone else

this you see in yourself

 one rose, divine mother

a dozen roses,  divine women,

if a man loves his mother, he learns to love all roses

You've probably heard people talking
about this "magic phrase"... right now,
everything is being turned upside-down,
people are questioning the very way we
live and the dis-functional nature of
the "systems" which have created the
situation in America.

The magic phrase is "self sustainability"

The question is "How do you get 'off' the
system and become independent of the mega
marts that have monopolized our food supply,
the power plants that 'own' our electricity,
the banks which own our homes, the oil
companies that control how we travel.

All these things just get more complicated, and more
expensive and more corrupt...

The question is... "How Do You Get OUT!?"

Some people are communities are and have
already done it, and are taking the
first steps...

However, the BIGGEST problem in doing so
is this: FOOD.

How do you get fresh food? This is the biggest challenge of
independence from the system. A greenhouse

is a solution. But it is not the only one.

Here's what it is, in a nut-shell:

Imagine for a moment, that you had a
"magic" device which automatically
supplied you and your family with
FREE organic food...24 hours a day,
7 days a week, all year round?

While others drive to the grocery store
to get their fresh fruit and vegetables,
you could simply walk out to your
amazing system and always have fresh
food, fruit, and even fresh fish
waiting for you every morning.

And... all you need to maintain this
device is ... 5 minutes a day to keep
it running... with no prior experience
necessary or complicated training.

Sound like a dream?

Even though it sounds like something
from a sci-fi movie... today, it's
actually reality, and several people
are already doing it..

The reason why you haven't heard of it
before is because this project has been
in "re-search" phase by the University
of the Virgin Islands for the past few
years.(Which has been doing a lot of
sustainability research)

Recently, it has leaked and people are
now doing it with amazing results.

There is a home in Hawaii right now,  that has been converted
to this system.

This ONE family is now completely self
sustainable and produces all their food.

In fact, they produce so much food, they
have scaled their system, and now sell
the food to local markets and make a
living out of it.

It will change EVERYTHING, and be to
our way of living what the Internet
has done to our communication in the
20th century.


Sincerely,

Kacper
Powerful Life Green Products

Suite 202, 15388 24th Avenue
Surrey, BC
V4A-2J2
CA

There  recently an old man waiting on a corner for a bus. He proceeds to light up a square-     Upon inhaling, the old-timer begans to COUGH uncontrollably. A young male barely over 20 years of age is standing nearby observing this....he's smoking a newport and asks, --"Are you alright OLD SCHOOL?!"----

The old black man tells the youngin', without glancing upward,
"My grandfather lived to be ------125 years old!"

The youngin asks, -----"Was he a SMOKER, though??"
The old man replies,

"NO----------HE MINDED HIS OWN DAMN BUSINESS!!!!"

.....as opposed to beliefs.

 

    Beliefs are powerful, and whether they are known or unknown, they still set the stage for your experiences and existence. In all honesty, do you really know what it is you believe in? Have you self-selected  and consciously planted your beliefs in your psyche as you would purposefully plant a garden?Exactly what beliefs have you inherited as treasured heirlooms? What patterns of commonality flow through your family gene's? What specific issues do members of different generations of your family all have in common? Which particular situations are forever on rerun for you and your family clan at annual family gatherings. How often are YOU the tragic star of the show?

Further insight----What thoughts and feelings do you have upon awakening in the morning? How do you feel about your dreams? How do you feel about your bedroom and what do you use it for?

{{{Don't feel bad, i rarely sleep or use my bedroom, my bed is my living room couch.lol}}}

What feelings surface when you evacuate your bowels in the morning and bathe your body? Do you value your body? What are your feelings about SEX? What mainly do you use your body for? Is it benign or detrimental influences put by you on your temple? What do you think about food? What does the word "home" mean to you?

WHAT INFLUENCE DOES YOUR FAMILY HAVE IN DETERMINING YOUR BEHAVIOR? 

How do you feel about fun? Do you laugh a lot, or laugh very LITTLE? Matter of fact, what is it  you BELIEVE  you deserve out of life?

Here's an experiment: jot down on a piece of paper or a note pad

---at least 12 beliefs that you carry around in your psyche like luggage. Write these beliefs down like statements, your so-called facts about reality. Include additional beliefs about health, wealth, and happiness.

[If you are in a fine restaurant, please write on a napkin, i always do.lol]

After a week come back and take an honest, hard, good look at what you have proclaimed on paper. When you look at each statement, be aware of how your body feels. Are you breathing deeply, is it  shallow hulls of controlled air into your diaphragm, or are you holding your breath, or are you taking quick short breaths. Are your teeth clenched? The jaws of your muscles relaxed? Maybe the muscles under your brows are relaxed and upward in agreement.

How do you FEEL about what you wrote? Which statements would you like to change? Or...[[[Expand]]] upon? Or maybe you no longer feel that a statement reflects who YOU ARE!

                                                  
    FLEXIBILITY IS FREEDOM.

 

 

                                              
  

      "What IS this thing called, --Truth?!"

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obamatruth-georgewbushtruth-KBtruth

{women are more evolved than men ya' know}

Better yet- is truth/the nature of being"real"

 The mind defines truth as the acting  outwardly/manifestations/of  doing that which is attuned or apparent within  the mind....YOUR beliefs....YOUR thoughts.....YOUR MORALS

 ::::ENTER THE MONKEY WRENCH::::

Truth Is.

what {{{{{FEELS}}}}}} like truth to you??...is it asingingbird'struth...thetruthintheroarofaproudlion
........thetruthofagoodmovieflick.......a  child'struth...anewborntruth......asuddencoolbreezy
truthonahotsummer'sday

....thefirsttimeyouevermadelovetruth

...arosestruth...which is even truer

                     ....i tell you this.....

truth is defined by the "LIES."

           What is a LIE?????

nothing but false evidence appearing real.

eliminate the fear.

then shall your truth stand with stillness before you

spirit speaking:

TRUTH IS LOVE.....NOTHING MORE NOTHING LESS

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I remember the kindest words ever projected onto me. It had to have been late last spring of '08, The trees were green. I visually re-call my sweet, but tough-as-nails 67 y o mom stopping by my apartment complex to pick up a gift or bring a gift to me. I suppose it was the latter, or former, or both.

 Listen. Before she left, she stunned me with these words:

"Thank-You son, for CHOOSING me to be your mom."

She left me literally speechless. What she said literally validates everything an adult child could  ever feel for, or want to hear from a parent. I literally heard the comforting VOICE OF GODDESS in communion with her voice, in a stillful moment, i felt the compassionate wisdom of every painful to joyful experience shared between us two...

...was instantly {{{{{{VALIDATED.}}}}}}

           -what an honor it is to call this strong soul, ma

THESE ARE TEN WORDS EVERY YOUNG/ADULT CHILD DESIRES TO HEAR FROM ANY PARENT OR MENTOR.

 

mother's know.

father's do too!

;)

Great Book and Life Story by author, Frank William Abagnale, Jr.

That Confidence Man.

Former President George W. Bush had that same swagger---especially when he walked-----brazen like Blagojevich

then

                 -----<<<<<<< POOF!>>>>>>----

             HE GOT AWAY!

--and Laura Bush with him.

                                             
    lol

-----like Kevin Spacey in "The Usual Suspects"

Now that IS the greatest "con" of them all, if you are not coming from compassion.....

---like Paul&Redford in "The Sting"

........W&Dick, definitely pulled off the BIGGEST HEIST in History....Condelleeza&Co. incl....they're all probably smiling and flexin' in front of a MIRROR, right now.

--- like Billionaire, Vince McMahon of Pro Wrestling Fame. Smiling that sly, Texas grin. .....holdin'  & grabbin' those big--

Greetings to adoseoftruth, Katbird, ifilus, Basher51, and Logical.

What's great about blogging is the fact that  ethereal bodies agree to attend intellectual meetings on spiritual ground, instantly, without getting all dolled-up.

Without any distractions from color, economics, or physicality. Just pure provocative discussions/and meaningful debates.

Our blogs are currently under reconstruction, just like everything else  in life these days. So if you need a fix. I'm sure the kind folks here in Green Bay won't mind.