History is being made and I have hope that our
new President will change our government
and our lives for the better.
Join the Blue Ribbon Online Free Speech Campaign!
The greatest story ever denied, the disclosure project.
Important...
I like being fascinated.
I love people with beautiful souls.
I have an interest in the collective consciousness,
how we tap into it & what we do with it.
I'm interested in the art of premonition,
intuition and psychic sight as well.
I love anything to do with being near, on or in water,
including storms as long as they're not disastrous.
I hate what happened in New Orleans and the neglect
afterward by our government, which still exists today.
There is something seriously flawed, not to mention wrong,
when a government spends incredible amounts of money
everywhere else in the world but neglects it's own people.
I'm also very interested in info. that doesn't
appear in the mainstream media.
This is a cool info. site where I go
for uncensored news.
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News You WON'T See On CNN
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Have you noticed the skies rarely have those brilliant
blue shades any more? They seem to be a milky white color
more & more these days. I miss those brilliant blue skies
& the white, billowing clouds in natural contrast...
See why our skies are a hazy,milky white...
Also, recent research has pointed out a link between
heavy chemtrail spraying and the onset of Morgellons disease.
Now the honey bees are disappearing from all over the world.
WHY? Draw your own conclusions after researching it.
This is a nice little clip
of crop circles
This is about deep sea UFO's
from the history channel.
I love live music...
concerts, festivals & so on.
Music
Musical magic...
The Moody Blues,
Justin Hayward has the most beautiful voice on the planet.
His voice has always called to my soul.
The Moody Blues have been one of my all time
favorite bands & this is from
To our childrens, childrens, children.
Watching and Waiting...
WaTching and WaiTing
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another Justin Hayward song, On The Road
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Pete Townshend,
Give Blood with David Gilmore
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Pretenders, Don't get me wrong
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There's Yes, Lift me up
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Pink Floyd, High Hopes
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Zepplin,
Evanescence (the open door) music and videos
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The Whole album And Lyrics from evanescence
and their new album the open door, enjoy.
U2 in NYC after 911
Movies
deprogamming jukebox...
Interesting video,
good music...
leads in to next video.
Giants-Nephilim-Alien-Demon?
A video with picture of
giant skeletons,
and other rare pictures.
Of concern:
Stop Poisoning Our Troops
with Untested Vaccines
The US military has a long tradition
of using its soldiers as medical guinea pigs.
In recent years, with the involvement of
pharmaceutical executives like
Donald Rumsfeild with the Department of Defense,
the trend has accelerated.
Now hundreds of thousands of US servicemen
and women receive vaccines that are untested
and experimental in nature.
On October 16, 2006, the Department of Defense
announced that it will resume its previously
court-halted anthrax vaccination program
and that troops who do not agree to receive the
six-injection series voluntarily will be faced
with disciplinary action.
Untested vaccinations are believed to be one
of the sources of Gulf War Illness,
a crippling condition which disabled tens of
thousands of soldiers after the first Gulf War.
Short video called:
wake up,
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More chemtrail clips
and what they are doing to our sky.
Some funnies..
george W bush best speeches
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More Bush clips
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Then:
Magnet Motor free energy
free energy, zero point energy, magnetism now
Here's a little clip that'll make you
look at Fluoride in a whole new way,
compliments of Major Rudy.
Hello. I'm Lisbeth (Liz)
and I'm a somewhat unknown poet.
I was born in Sweden,
am a Canadian citizen
but grew up in the U.S.
so I consider myself American.
This web page & blog has to do
with some of my writings
& other information I've found
while researching various
subjects of interest to me.
U Tube has been helpful for that.
I'm an easy going, mellow sort of individual.
I love music.
I'm very interested in mental telepathy.
I believe in reincarnation because I've
had a couple experiences relating to it.
It's pretty startling & has a big impact
on the way you look at life & death.
I have a deep love for humanity.
I have a fascination for the mystical
aspects of life & how they relate to humanity.
This shows up in my writings.
I'm spiritual, not religious.
An eastern poet by the name of Kahlil Gibran
once wrote, " religions are but fingers on the hand of God"
and I like that view very much.
Wars fought in the name of religions
defeat themselves & no one is the victor.
I hope the governments of this world begin
to hear the voices of we, the people
& stop the madness of self destruction
& persecution of others before it's past
the point of no turning back.
But no matter what happens, my intent is
to live my life so that I'll leave this world
with a clear conscience & with love intact.
If I can do that, I guess I've done alright.
Who I'd like to meet: people for networking & creative projects...
plus a few friends.
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An Idealist, he was.
After his secret service men were ordered
to stand away rather than protect JFK,
look closely at the driver.
Maybe I'm wrong but it appears that the driver
turns around with a gun in hand,
you see a puff of smoke and JFK is hit.
I wonder what this world would be like,
had he been allowed to live?
Aldous Huxly...
The Gravity of Light
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After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
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Ever wondered what to do in the event of a nuclear threat?
A while ago I found stuff that inspired me to make this film:
Living Under the Shadow of the Nuclear Umbrella
Both artistic (ensure you get the background music!) and educational, it primarily comprises official British government civil defence advice.
Though source materials are quite aged, much remains relevant today.
I encourage all to visit the YouTube page to learn more (Show support! Rate! Comment!) and responsibly circulate as widely as possible, here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaIim3Rj7L4
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After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
Good to have you as a friend! So great to see the internet in action this way, shortening distances between people.
I hope all's well with you and that you enjoy checking out my web site some time.
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Thank you for the add. Watched you link about Hurricane Katrina.
Thought you might enjoy the article i wrote about serving as disaster relief after Hurricane Katrina, Please be sure to check it out in my new free online women's magazine.
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I wish you all the best. ...Richard Koechli
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Beautiful a little princess so sweet is she Look inside resides a trooper in strength Body in share diabetes there must take care Now have we no cure together will find im sure Walking a symbol help for all call in a donation As one together junior diabetes research foundation Working creating medications soon a day see it beaten Time now in able not to give take time say a prayer Goal body free everyday from the insulin via needle All gain from the pain not only for her also the parents Take not for granite precious each breath give to receive Inside we the power none stronger love makes our heart beat Lets do no matter how small mission complete defeat diabetes
To Mady my Granddaughter & Little Princess
-Ronald Sorenson A.D.D. Poet April 23, 2009 www.a-d-d-free.com Copyright
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After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse
(please see my blog):
WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north,
From a place in Sydney to Cairns;
Then to Kuranda I went forth,
By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market,
With fresh fruits of tropical kind;
Walked to the creek through lush thicket -
Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe;
Then, outside, as I wrote for yen,
Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey,
You go walkabout with your pen. ”
Request or question, I don’t know -
Assured voices, elderly men.
That’s now several years ago,
And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
An Idealist, he was.
After his secret service men were ordered
to stand away rather than protect JFK,
look closely at the driver.
Maybe I'm wrong but it appears that the driver
turns around with a gun in hand,
you see a puff of smoke and JFK is hit.
I wonder what this world would be like,
had he been allowed to live?
Aldous Huxly...
The Gravity of Light
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