I like to convert vehicles to run off of WVO, or the grease that comes from behind resturants. I've also started dealing with people who have prophetic dreams, or premontions, or perhaps you'd call them visions. Instead of looking at what one man is going to say about the future, I started looking at what is culminating out of all the people, across our nation... And the picture isn't pretty.
I'm interested in helping each other, whoever you are reading this, included in this same helping equation.
I spend my days hitchiking and climbing the internet looking for people who have had the same premonitions and dreams, and also looking for people who have been knowing we've got dark days ahead.
Donate, to build some of these buses for the truth movement!
Music
I like to write songs on guitar all the time, but mostly i just take random words from my audience, and write the songs about their words, and then blow them away with the truth that gets thrown out from their words alone.
Take the The Dumb Test at QuizRocket.com!
Movies
The anticipation of progress has been supplanted by a foreboding of technological ruin. I look into my children's eyes and ask myself what kind of future we are preparing for them. We have offered them visions of a future in which--unable to read, to think, to invent, to compete, to make things work, to anticipate events--our nation sinks into lethargy and economic decay; in which ignorance and greed conspire to destroy the air, the water, the soil and the climate; in which, with over 50,000 nuclear warheads still in existence, we permit a nuclear holocaust. The visions we present to our children shape the future. It matters what those visions are. Often they become self-fulfilling prophecies. Dreams are maps.
I do not think it irresponsible to portray even the direst futures; if we are to avoid them, we must understand that they are possible. But where are the alternatives? Where are the dreams that motivate and inspire? Where are the visions of hopeful futures, of times when technology is a tool for human well-being and not a gun on hair trigger pointed at our heads? Our children long for realistic maps of a future they (and we) can be proud of. Where are the cartographers of human purpose?
~carl sagan
Television
ah, the idol of the masses... and mentor of our children... need i say more...?
I'd rather throw the boxes out into space... but I'm afraid either God or an alien, or an asteroid might take offense... and throw back at us when we least expect.
Books
THE FINAL QUEST, THE CALL, THE TORCH AND THE SWORD.
these books are accurate, but not to those who just pick a page and read them... take these books in the context that they are written in, and you might actually have a glimpse at the battle we all fight here now.
Heroes
My only hero's are the ones who leave their graves tidy, and empty.
Roosevelt High School
Des Moines, IA
Graduated: N/A
Student status: Alumni
Major: Detention
Minor: Hypochondria
Clubs: What does wielding a club have to do with organization?
About me: I've waltzed the very catacombs of lies and glamor, and traveled far in search for the remnants of truth. It made complete sense when I started my journey, a passionate quest for what truths be found, knowing home was only full of accepted lies.
I had no idea what that journey would do to me. With each newly discovered truth, and fragment of fact, I changed a bit. The knowledge I knew would change and grow with each warm ember of the know, and it lit a fire inside of my heart; a passion that no one living in the confusion could possibly glow.
So I traveled more and met only a few who had escaped the madness, and many who had traveled some in the ways of truth. But in the span of time from the beginning of my path's line, to the end of my exploration, everyone's heart only shown their deflation, still absent of truth. This was the ballad of our nation. Followed by condemnation and judges never warm enough. Never warm enough to know truth. When I was likened to them, I spoke and joked and entertained them to every end. Communication was easy, but never real, and never fully anything other than blah, That emptiness disturbed me, so I had to fly; I had to ask how, and I had to find out why.
And that's what I did. I know knew the largest of america's lies. I walked miles because I knew someone had to, and if I ever wanted to understand the meaning of why or how to, there wasn't going to be anyone else to see it through, to the end.
And it changed me, with each discovery everything that was me started rearranging, and I became a foreign object to the fields of lies; what started as a journey to bring truth back to the confused, only made me die. For because of their delusion, the foreign object became unknown in the midst of their confusion, and feared because of that. I came back bringing water and light for their thirsty souls, bread and meat for their weary bones, but they had been so long in the shadows of confusions and drought, that the people only knew fear, ego, and doubt.
Bricks and stones they would throw, as their fear met lies and gave birth to reputation, that only the demons could have grown. But still I stood. my insides rearranged, my heart stronger but somehow still the same, now caught every wound, and bore the changes that became my emotional doom. I couldn't be me in public, without raising a ruckus, because the foreign object of truth only reminded everyone of how empty their words were. And in solitude, though common to thousands, the danger of expressing myself became more than proof, that truth, wasn't going to be on the rise.
But to the world's surprise, it is going to have it's final say, and as all the people start to fade away, many things that were not shall indeed be.
all because the truth really does set you free.
Who I'd like to meet: You, most likely, but not your image, you, in your truth.
I would also like to meet.
People who dream. People who've dreamt or had visions about their future, that is. Many of us have dreamt of the things coming, and many are starting to freak as many of the things they've been dreaming about happing have started to happen.
For instance
Many people dreamt about a large cross crashing into a skyscraper, 4 years before a large cross shape came crashing into our WTCs.
I know enough now to know that many people have been having dreams of the same world events, and I'm very intrersted in filling you in as to why it's been happening to you... if your one of these people.
If your not one of these people? Well grab your shins and smile, the bastard things that america has done is coming back on us to devour us... you might wanna try getting right with Jesus... since Allah just wants to send us perverts willing to explode themselves and tons of innocents in order to find a bunch of virgins.
(anyone wanna fill me in on where Allah's heaven has been chastely stashing all those virgins for so long now, and how... mathmatically, they should have run out of virgins sometime about, 657 A.D.?) ~grin~
I'd like to meet people willing to help out! There is so much truth coming to light now. Some of the important ones are in my blogs, but I really want to take the information to the streets.
If you haven't heard of the REAL ID ACT, you should look it up on the internet. This is one act that's been passed back in 2005, and if it continues to slide these rich greedy punks are going to put RFID in places they shouldn't be... like under your skin. WWW.VERICHIPCORP.COM is the place that's selling the human implanted version of this chip, and while it has some very benificial qualities it is coming out at the most wrong time such a 'mark' could come out.
Alot of people look at what's going on, take note, and do nothing about it. That's the norm I suppose, and by that standard I guess I'm a freak. Because I'm willing to go out and spread the truth as to what is happening, but I can't do it without some help from those of you who do care about what's happening to our nation and our world.
I spent all my time digging up what truth and facts I could find on the internet and from hitch hiking over 12,000 miles across our nation, but in a world of lies you certainly don't get paid to seek truth.
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Oh, and, shhhh! Don't tell the big oil companies...
MySpace is now making me type a Captcha for every invitation I send out. That's fine, I'll do that, this work is important, but it really slows things down.
If you get a chance, please ask 10 Christian friends to ADD "Who Needs God" to their friends list.
I have a new Bible website I'm building in 2008 and I'll need all the help I can get spreading the Good News once it's ready.
"The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Therefore beseech the Lord of the harvest to send out workers into His harvest."
nice... im looking to go out personally myself... but my personal transportation is back in the state that I live in... texas. so its looking a bit bleak. Otherwise things are going pretty good... enjoy yourselves.
