<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:50:09.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one year to live</title><subtitle type='html'>October 26th, A dream event shows me that I will live till late 2011 or early 2012, then I will leave with
the rest of much of humanity, at the "END, this dream states"!
[a collective massdeath event of some kind, probably!]

---yet another Extension, now living *way* beyond my 
[apparently] pre-birth setup Life Plan! 
     
Stay Tuned!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>460</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-2697526435707583181</id><published>2008-02-16T10:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T10:26:42.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>calms skies in a stormy world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/2268409117/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2268409117_6578e475c4.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/2268409117/"&gt;calms skies in a stormy world!&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	calms skies in a stormy world!&lt;br /&gt;Evening, Tallahassee, Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun undershines upon these clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to see but oh so calming, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 16 Feb 08, 10.13AM EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-2697526435707583181?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/2697526435707583181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=2697526435707583181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/2697526435707583181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/2697526435707583181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2008/02/calms-skies-in-stormy-world.html' title='calms skies in a stormy world!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2268409117_6578e475c4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-6296615175086359219</id><published>2007-08-18T10:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T10:56:33.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"street prophet" image, sharpened, you can read it</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/1159472445/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1406/1159472445_656d342afc.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/1159472445/"&gt;&amp;quot;street prophet&amp;quot; image, sharpened, you can read it&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	"street prophet" image, sharpened, you can read it&lt;br /&gt;hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is another image of that poster on a power pole, from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/1142160430/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a bit sharpened, you can now read the whole thing, especially if you go to the "all sizes", then click on the "large" or the "original" size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular poster was yet another, in the series, on a "fatter" pole, so that I could take a picture of the whole thing. This one is on the very corner where I live, he posted this about 300 foot from my bedroom! There are at least four others, in my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Homeless person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several people have commented that a homeless person would not carry a typewriter around with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tallahassee, Florida, usa. Tallahassee is about 20 miles just south of the georgia border. This poster has a flavor of "deep south country cracker\redneck young man" who comes to the big city of Tallahassee, and is a bit overwhelmed by the urban setting, compared to his hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his imagination only?&lt;br /&gt;a series of dreams?&lt;br /&gt;a psychic?&lt;br /&gt;---you make the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many homeless people are living a bit like of this condition, now and today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you all might be able to read the whole thing, now. Too too bad he had to run the lines across the drawing, makes it hard to read, as you have to scan across the palm on every line. But he had to fit this all in, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;????&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 18 Aug 07, 10.28AM EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-6296615175086359219?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/6296615175086359219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=6296615175086359219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/6296615175086359219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/6296615175086359219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2007/08/prophet-image-sharpened-you-can-read-it.html' title='&amp;quot;street prophet&amp;quot; image, sharpened, you can read it'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1406/1159472445_656d342afc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-5299103545833334214</id><published>2007-04-24T18:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:48:41.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I have now seen, in these latter days approaching 2012, that I should make it easy for people to read some of my dreams, visions, and OBE's [out of body astral travels].  Visions of heaven, visions of the end of civilization, even an Alien abduction expereince!&lt;br /&gt;the Yahoo group is Ok, and it has also OTHER people's end time visions on it, plus some of my other writings, but one has to sign in as a yahoo member first, plus some of the files are in formats that might be harder to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freestonefiles/&gt;yahoogroups freestonefiles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here, in blogger, I have made a special weblog just to place many of my written-up experiences, so that there is one per page, then you can read them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://freestonesvisions.blogspot.com/&gt;FREESTONESVISIONS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you......freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-5299103545833334214?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/5299103545833334214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=5299103545833334214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/5299103545833334214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/5299103545833334214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-5544704656817706402</id><published>2007-01-16T18:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T18:19:23.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freestonefiles/"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freestonefiles/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description (&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freestonefiles/settings?mode=1"&gt;Edit&lt;/a&gt;)FREESTONE'S WRITINGSHello visitors!I have had over 100 dreamvisions, over the years, of being taken by guides and Angels, to visit the afterlife, heaven, worlds. I have written up some of these experiences, here, and have them on file for you to read. They are in the "Files" section, to your left, please click on "files" to access them. They are under the heading...."MY VISIONS OF HEAVEN".. I am taken by Guides and angels to see places in the heaven, afterlife, realms, in my dreams!".There are other sections of the "files" too... some writings of other people, concerning the end times, ufo-abductions, prophecy, and more topics.Please sign up with this list to get, in your mailbox, new files that I will add. Maybe only 1 to 3 additions per week: not flood your mailbox!There are about ten visions, that I have written up, that I have experienced over the last few years, concerningthe probable end of civilization as we know it, due to some as yet unkown earthchanges beyond anything that people can imagine today!Time to "bump" this site of mine again....thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-5544704656817706402?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/5544704656817706402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=5544704656817706402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/5544704656817706402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/5544704656817706402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2007/01/httpgroups.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-116466674385453308</id><published>2006-11-27T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:32:24.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>links to Flickr and photo sites</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/81154488/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/81154488_ba43d4d8fa.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/81154488/"&gt;links to Flickr and photo sites&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	links to Flickr and photo sites&lt;br /&gt;I had trouble bookmarking my most interesting Flickr Links, so I made this "photo" to place in a Set of its own, so that I could refer to these links, myself; I have now enough that someone else *might* be interested in seeing them too, so here they are, a constant Work-In-Progress, as I add more all of the time. Some "regulars" might not know of all of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links I have found, for Flickr stuff, for weblogs, for photos and other interesting URL internet things.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot bookmark, in a public library computer, so I will do some of that, here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-116466674385453308?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/116466674385453308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=116466674385453308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116466674385453308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116466674385453308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/11/links-to-flickr-and-photo-sites.html' title='links to Flickr and photo sites'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-116447053344070402</id><published>2006-11-25T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T11:02:14.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gainesville Mural</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/305715528/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/114/305715528_a32b01bd5a.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/305715528/"&gt;Gainesville Mural&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Gainesville Mural&lt;br /&gt;a Mural from memory, as they had painted it over.&lt;br /&gt;Gainesville Florida, about 1989 to 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mural was on the wall of a bycycle shop, on a main intersection of the city, probably the most important intersection in this city.&lt;br /&gt;Note that the helmet of the rider looked *exactly* like the space-photo of the earth as seen on the cover of the Whole Earth catalogue, at the 1986, or so, time.&lt;br /&gt;One might infer that, in this very envirnmentalist aware city, the Mural painter might have painted this helmet on purpose to appear as the 'earth' , as he might be commenting upon the condition of the planet; the pained face of this rider looks "pensive", in the painted&lt;br /&gt;mural!&lt;br /&gt;I was very struck by how there were 9 bike parts, 9 clouds, 9 wind&lt;br /&gt;"indicators" of motion, in the mural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letters "JC" are *not* that of the painter! &lt;br /&gt;Jim Evangelista was the painter, he also did the mural about the manatees and the county courthouse, on the same street that interesects with this mural-street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were shadows in the hill to the left, and the shadows looked &lt;br /&gt;about just what I placed: looked like letters and if I turned them all about "upright" and read them left to right like of a book....&lt;br /&gt;KA&lt;br /&gt;LK&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;the word "KALKI" appears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Now* the "9" items becomes clear: the 9 avatars of India fame.&lt;br /&gt;the 8th avatar, Krisna, has a brother who also is an Incarnation of Vishnu, like of Krisna, thus the 8th shadow is doubled. the 9th&lt;br /&gt;avatar is not Buddha, it is Jesus, as apparent in the "JC"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"77" ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooomething seems to infer, to me, that the painter uncounsciously&lt;br /&gt;painted this Mural to show the history of mankind, and that&lt;br /&gt;as the Rider is now about to "touch" the hill, the hill of the pure spiirt from where the avatars incarnated from, the Time of the tenth avatar,&lt;br /&gt;Kalki, is immenant!&lt;br /&gt;the path goes to pure spirit, as this path of humanity intersects with&lt;br /&gt;the spirit world! End of the Age, 2012 Looms, all of us go to Heaven and/or hell, the Final Judgement, and all of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see why this mural was painted over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the "77" infers the length of time until the End Times?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, this idea of the prediction of the time of the End Times, is only an interpetation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---does not help my peace of mind that his last mural in the series was the brown brown courthouse: all of the colors were of shades of brown, and brown symbolizes "the earth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Final Judgement", anyone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 25 Nov '06, 10.13am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-116447053344070402?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/116447053344070402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=116447053344070402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116447053344070402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116447053344070402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/11/gainesville-mural.html' title='Gainesville Mural'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-116352330394271562</id><published>2006-11-14T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:55:03.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-116352330394271562?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/116352330394271562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=116352330394271562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116352330394271562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116352330394271562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/11/test.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-116302561468830189</id><published>2006-11-08T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:40:14.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am amazed at that quicktopic forum that I started about Sathya Sai baba, about whether he is a "good guy" or whther he is a pediphile, or worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began this topic a number of months ago and now there are over 1100 Posts!!&lt;br /&gt;There are some really powerful "anti" baba stuff here.  Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to join the frey, just enter and post away, not even a sign up required!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quicktopic.com/29/H/FE68KidtskS&gt;forum link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-116302561468830189?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/116302561468830189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=116302561468830189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116302561468830189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116302561468830189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-amazed-at-that-quicktopic-forum.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-116126505121172170</id><published>2006-10-19T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T09:37:31.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interlaken, my hometown:  MAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/272263611/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/109/272263611_1e17b81258.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/272263611/"&gt;Interlaken, my hometown:  MAP&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Interlaken, my hometown: MAP&lt;br /&gt;A map of my hometown of Interlaken.&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone, who reads this,  lived near there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the very center of the Fingerlakes.&lt;br /&gt;Rod Serling is buired in the town cemetary, he lived on the lake east of town, writing his twilight zone stories, many of these stories featured Interlaken as part of the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 kids in my 1960 graduating class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a cottage, myself, in the 60s..70s on the shore of Cayuga lake, heaven on earth, the cottage was about&lt;br /&gt;where the "10" is, on the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a town so small you can drive through it in a minute and the post office is about 500 feet from a field!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I will leave this image at the front for a few days, before placing it near the end of my Stream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;br /&gt;www.newyorkwines.org/winecountry/fingerlakes/cayugamap.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 17 Oct '06, 10.28am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-116126505121172170?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/116126505121172170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=116126505121172170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116126505121172170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/116126505121172170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/10/interlaken-my-hometown-map.html' title='Interlaken, my hometown:  MAP'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-115885002064072203</id><published>2006-09-21T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T10:47:01.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokaw McDougall house, from the side</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/240481886/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/84/240481886_547ab743a3.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/240481886/"&gt;Brokaw McDougall house, from the side&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Brokaw McDougall house, from the side&lt;br /&gt;Brokaw McDougall house. An old plantation house of the Southern style. A side view, on a sunny late summer day.&lt;br /&gt;Now used as the headquarters for the tallahassee city parks department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I see this house, as I live a couple of blocks away, the house has long long ago been "swallowed" by the city so that there are only a couple of acres of land left to this house, I am reminded of that book written by a 1880 New York Times reporter who came here to report the capital news [tallahassee is the state capital].&lt;br /&gt;the book, I think, was called TALLAHASSEE LADY; a book about a new york times reporter who came to report the capital news during the 1880s. &lt;br /&gt;In the book, the reporter comes into the city by carrage, from the train station and as he passes by a plantation house *like* this one, he sees a pretty young lady in the yard. he soon gets to know her and falls in love with her. She, however, is Promised to another man in marrage, another plantation owner.&lt;br /&gt;The book, in its writing techniques, Links the beauty of the area of the countryside that is of Tallahassee, with the beauty of this lady. He comes from the cold cloudy Northland where winter rules six months of the year and he arrives here in late january where the flowers are blooming and the trees are green and the sun shines brightly at 70 degrees or higher, even in January. &lt;br /&gt;He learns to play the piano and begins to enjoy the Southern ways of life: his Soul Opens Up. Tallahssee and that lady inspires his soul to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, she gets married and he has to return back to New york, but he understands, anyways, that she could not live in the cold city of new York, even if he were to marry her! &lt;br /&gt;Thus he knows that she must marry this other man, even as she Loves him more than he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He returns to the north. At night, sometimes, in his dreams, he dreams of scented magnolias under a full moon. Thus When awake he knows that once his soul has Opened, he canappreciate the &lt;br /&gt;beauty around him, even in new york city! He can live like he were still living in this strange and wonderful southern city, at least in his heart, even as he is walking the streets of New York!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a calm peaceful afternoon, late. The temperature might be 90 degrees, the wind is calm, the sky is summy and bright with calm clouds: just the romantic moment that Anything can happen, of wonder and Soul, a Moment from this Book.&lt;br /&gt;Spanish moss dangles from the limbs, fig trees in the background, the house has rooms open to the public showing what life was like in 1880, for palntation people of the upper class. The smokehouse to the right. There is not a breath of wind, usually there is no wind, tallahassee has to be one of the cities with the lowest winds speeds of any city in the country. thus there is a very "mystical" feeling to scenes like of this, as the "calm-photo" and the reality, are the same, as far as wind is concerned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scene will look about the same on a January day too! Maybe 70 to 75 degrees. A bit lower, maybe even higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice place to visit, or to live. maybe to find one's very own "tallahassee lady", OR "tallahassee man"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tallahassee, florida usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 11 Sep '06, 9.20am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-115885002064072203?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/115885002064072203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=115885002064072203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115885002064072203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115885002064072203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/09/brokaw-mcdougall-house-from-side.html' title='Brokaw McDougall house, from the side'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-115858868935650443</id><published>2006-09-18T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T10:11:29.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/246485374/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/81/246485374_c99c8b1b16.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/246485374/"&gt;the Glory&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	the Glory&lt;br /&gt;a Glorious sunset over Tallahassee, Oh how Wonderfully the rays spread out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost like of a "shout it out", about how wonderful life can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 18 Sep '06, 9.34am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-115858868935650443?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/115858868935650443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=115858868935650443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115858868935650443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115858868935650443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/09/glory.html' title='the Glory'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-115556414306084570</id><published>2006-08-14T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T10:02:23.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/215024297/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/89/215024297_f69402c067.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/215024297/"&gt;Waiting!&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Waiting!&lt;br /&gt;"Waiting for the undertaker to come by and pick me up"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the georgia belle senior independant living facilites apartment, where i live....tallahahassee, florida, usa, is a place where people come out and sit and watch the street and SEE the people coming and going in and out.&lt;br /&gt;Some just come out as they are Bored and nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Others just come out to smoke as smoking is not supposed to happen indoors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed that some seniors complain, in a slightly whinny voice, that they are bored today. Here these people are....retired, quit their jobs or housework, years ago, and it is *as if* they are sitting on a bus or train bench, awaiting the hearse that will come by and pick them up and carry them to the undertakers facilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand "boredom" if the person cannot hear too well, cannot see too well, but most older people grew up in the 20s...30s, here at Georgia belle; the seniors of the great depression and WW II&lt;br /&gt;time periods, when life *WAS* work, work dawn to dusk and beyond and when the work is Over, you just sit there like of a puppet where the puppet-master went out for lunch! The "one-trick horse" has finished his trick and noooow what?!&lt;br /&gt;[older people surrounded by VCRs/DVD-players, where there are 595,092 movies availible for watching, 100 channels on the cable network, 3000+ books released each week]&lt;br /&gt;but most people are "social-only" where once the people that they knew have past away, and their older relatives are gone, they are like &lt;br /&gt;with nothing left!&lt;br /&gt;[I once saw an older lady At Sea, in a cafeteria line, there were maybe 15 salads, 13 kinds of deserts, and she was a ship without a rudder, sail, motor, compass, wheel, or even a captain, as her husband had Gone, and Eisenhower was not There anymore to tell her what was good for her to order: she has to make her own choices now and years ago if you lived alone and had to make your own choices, this meant that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WERE NOT LOVED!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 14 Aug '06, 9.30am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-115556414306084570?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/115556414306084570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=115556414306084570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115556414306084570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115556414306084570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/08/waiting.html' title='Waiting!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-115349199897634351</id><published>2006-07-21T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T10:26:39.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>funnel clouds anyone?!  With a man's head/shoulders at the top!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/194024320/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/194024320_aed0ce04ca.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/194024320/"&gt;funnel clouds anyone?!  With a man's head/shoulders at the top!&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	funnel clouds anyone?! With a man's head/shoulders at the top!&lt;br /&gt;tallahassee florida usa. A storm photo taken from the 7th floor of Georgia belle apts. To the southwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an indication of two funnel-looking clouds within this storm, but both fizzled out in a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls to the southwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered yet another of my ever "famous" "see the image of someone or something" in the clouds that I take pictures of, and then i find it later, or someone else points it out for me!&lt;br /&gt;At the top of the cloud, at the right of the little cloudbottom funnel, right at the top of the photo, there is a powerful looking man looking towards the Northwest. You can see his head and shoulders, he looks mostly away from the camera, looking towrds somewheres far far off, maybe the Midwest!&lt;br /&gt;another commentor, on my Xanga site, sees angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes there is a whole group devoted to "shapes in the clouds" this photo will go there for sure!&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/groups/45964373@N00/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took another photo about ten to twenty minutes later, you can now see the development of the upper funnel into a real Threatening Thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/194025111/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it fizzled out, after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "cloudshow" i call the tallahassee area of the country, with over 80 thunderstorm days a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 20 Jul '06, 11.33am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-115349199897634351?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/115349199897634351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=115349199897634351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115349199897634351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115349199897634351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/07/funnel-clouds-anyone-with-mans.html' title='funnel clouds anyone?!  With a man&apos;s head/shoulders at the top!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-115323119712452910</id><published>2006-07-18T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T09:59:57.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feeding the birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/191780316/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/68/191780316_4bb2d24aab.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/191780316/"&gt;feeding the birds&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	feeding the birds&lt;br /&gt;tallahassee florida usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at Georgia belle independant living apartments, where I live, there is a backyard and a small garden that people often use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, in the late afternoon, by the shuffleboard court is a lady who is feeding peanuts&lt;br /&gt;to the birds and squirrels. She says that she comes here every day that she can, by now all of the critters know that she will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 17 Jul '06, 11.39am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-115323119712452910?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/115323119712452910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=115323119712452910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115323119712452910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115323119712452910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/07/feeding-birds.html' title='feeding the birds'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-115107296828458667</id><published>2006-06-23T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T10:29:28.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vision, how civilization will end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the other day, I recalled a Vision that I had, years ago, one of those "indigestible" dreamvisions, a dream that gave to me no real way to date or to imagine when this event will happen.  Thus I let this vision sink back into forgetfulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hospitalized, with Empyma/pnumonia in late 1993, I was in the hospital for about 20 days and I barely survived.  About the third day in the hospital, i had this rather short dream, a dream with just one large image, with a "voice" speaking, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I saw in my Vision, was what appeared to be a kind of "shaft" of lighter material running from the ground to the sky, an area of "interest" about twenty feet in diameter.&lt;br /&gt;     I noted that at the bottom of this area there was a circle about 20 feet across and the ground looked as if the ground was transparent to a degree such that I, the on-looker, could see deep down under the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Strange what I saw, I saw what looked to be random animals like of Florida manatees or Whales swimming in water, as if i were in a helocopter about 400 feet above the ocean surface.  I could see that these critters were alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard the Voice speak!&lt;br /&gt;----I cannot recall the exact words, but he, a man's voice, told of how these animals are partly non-material, Astral, beings, that they are maybe 80% "non-material" and that they live 100 to 300 miles under the surface of the earth!   [Thus they swim about, in the semi-liquid magma, above their "surface" of their "earth", the inner core of the planet, I suppose.  but even if one were to appear on our surface, we could not see it, as they are only slightly appearing in our vibration plane of the material earth!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked above the column to see yet a second 20 foot hole &lt;br /&gt;into yet another reality.   "up there", i could see an image of a young Boy, maybe 12 years old, sitting on a bench.  There was a Cobra snake&lt;br /&gt;wrapped around one of his arms!  There was a brahma bull standing near him, a tropical plant framed the bench behind him.  he had a Trident in his other hand!&lt;br /&gt;[upon awakening, I recognized this whole thing!   This was a Painting!&lt;br /&gt;In India, in the 1800s, there were few paintings of the Hindu Gods, they were mostly statues.  A, I think, german visitor, stayed in India for years;  he was a painter and he painted a picture of the Hindu God  SHIVA.  This painting became very very instantly popular.  probably by now there are millions of copies of it, and of similar variations, all over India.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this Voice continued to speak.....&lt;br /&gt;    it told of how this Personage on the bench was Shiva and that he will end the world, end civilization when He chooses.   He will end&lt;br /&gt;civilization by giving the orders and the Influences down to these Astral&lt;br /&gt;entities that are 200 miles under the earth's surface.   These beings affect the molton magma and these beings can only be influenced by High beings like of Shiva.&lt;br /&gt;Shiva will order the critters to have many of the volcanoes all over the earth to erupt all at once, and earthquakes will occur, too, everywheres!!  Never-ending volcanoes and earthquakes will occur, in short succession.&lt;br /&gt;---end of vision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i can well imagine how just 3 to 5 of the super-volcanoes, plus about 40 of the "regular" volcanoes, erupting for ten years, will ruin the air, the land, the water, making for a volcanic winter", and that many many earthquakes will bring out utter ruin to many structures.  Then add the bird flu and aids, as all of the survivors scramble all over the world, with nuclear missiles to force food and shelter with:  bad bad scene!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Hindu people see this Figure to be called  "Kalki", and it is to be  a &lt;br /&gt;manifestation of the Creator/destroyer manifestation of the Hindu&lt;br /&gt;Trinity, in this case Shiva.&lt;br /&gt;He will come, they say, wearing a robe of red, riding a white horse, bearing a rod or a sword in hand, to end this age and to begin the next age!&lt;br /&gt;[where oh where is that same figure described?!!&lt;br /&gt;--the book of revelations!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no date.&lt;br /&gt;no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus I can guess it will NOT be a astroid, nor wwIII, that will ruin our civilization;  just 40 volcanoes going off at once, mixed with earthquakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[an aside from me!&lt;br /&gt;I read an anthropologist's article, years ago, where he pondered the 'why" of why the ancient Toltec/mayan/Olmec/Aztec people's had the same EXACT Gods as does India?!  only the names were different.  he pondered a cultural infusion from India.&lt;br /&gt;I read later of a psychic who wrore of this same idea, only that the similar India-culture of these new world peoples was brought by the Founding entities from the heavens and that these Entities were the same as from India!    Thus  "Quetzalcoatl " ,who founded the beginnings of the Toltecs and he was responsible for the setting up of the Timeclocks of their ages, was the Entity that began also the classic India civilization!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011/12!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if mr Q ans Shiva is the same entity, then 2011/12 is a good guess for&lt;br /&gt;the Timing of my vision!!  It was He that began the counting calander of the Long Count, and this count is to come to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-115107296828458667?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/115107296828458667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=115107296828458667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115107296828458667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/115107296828458667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/06/mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm-my-vision-how.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114969662447620500</id><published>2006-06-07T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T12:10:24.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interlaken, my home town</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/162393070/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/70/162393070_d1d2bff12e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/162393070/"&gt;Interlaken, my home town&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Interlaken, my home town&lt;br /&gt;My hometown of Interlaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;br /&gt;www.jungfrau-zeitung.ch/artikel/?cq_*148e32d2=ivxPU=87988raz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;Also doch: Interlaken liegt nicht nur zwischen Brienzer- und Thunersee, – es liegt auch zwischen Cayuga- und Seneka-Lake. Diese lang gezogenen Seen im Staate New York, hart an .......&lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A german tourist perhaps took this photo on his trip, the cars look a bit old. "Black and white", how fitting, a memory of the past, my past, at that.&lt;br /&gt;Every ten years they build one house here, they had just finished a house when I moved back there for 1993...1998.&lt;br /&gt;600 people. real small.&lt;br /&gt;The post office near that flag at the upper left, why this building is about 400 feet from a cornfield!&lt;br /&gt;what you see here is about 1/5th of the town!&lt;br /&gt;Look at all of the traffiic! That road runs for miles and miles in a straight line, just look at all of the traffic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the buildings are over 130 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this town *IS* the home of the Twilight Zone, yes it is and this is "for real" as Interlaken is the home of the twilight Zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;from www.amazon.com&lt;br /&gt;----This tape has Serling's classic episode "Walking Distance", November 14, 2001 &lt;br /&gt;Reviewer: Lawrance M. Bernabo (The Zenith City: Duluth, MN United States) - See all my reviews &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Rod Serling's classic episode "Walking Distance," Martin Sloan (Gig Young) leaves his car at the gas station and walks into his hometown, where suddenly everything is just as it was when he was a child. In fact, he encounters his younger self (Michael Montgomery), and has to come to terms with the fact that he has not been happy with his life for a long, long time. The episode, directed by Robert Stevens, is one of Serling's best evocations of nostalgia, with a cast that includes Pat O'Malley and young Ronnie Howard. "Kick the Can" was George Clayton Johnson's final script for the series, and was the episode adapted by Steven Spielberg in "Twilight Zone the movie.&lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;---there were, in the 50s, when Rod Serling wrote this, two gas stations and two soda shops, you can one gas station and one location of the soda shop.&lt;br /&gt;Martin Sloan meets his 10-year old self, i think, by the merrygoround, and this item was not in a park, it was behind that high school&lt;br /&gt;[see pic]. i played on it often, in the 50s, as well as having soda in both soda shops, and later getting gas from both stations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rod_Serling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequent to The Twilight Zone, Serling moved onto cinema screens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years of stress and heavy smoking caught up with the writer in his final years. In 1975, the 50-year-old Serling suffered two heart attacks before entering a Rochester hospital for heart bypass surgery. He had another heart attack during the operation and died the following day. He is interred at the cemetery in Interlaken, New York, a part of upstate New York featured prominently in episodes of The Twilight Zone. By the same ironic token, cigarettes are featured in many episodes.&lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Serling had his summer home on the lake about a mile away and he often came to town to buy his supplies, like in the IGA to the left.&lt;br /&gt;many of his Twilight Zone stories had this town as a setting.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Interlaken is the home of the twilight zone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 to 100+ inches of snow per year and the "secret" about the weather is that one does not put the winter coats or blankets away, in June, you might need them before the end of August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the very German-liking Finger lakes, there are many wineries and many wonderful views and trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200 miles away from where I live now, in tallahassee, florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walking distance": but i DID go home again, and i lived right in the town for about four years. I did not meet my 10 year old self, the soda shops are gone, the merrygoround is gone, but the town and its people remain, as well as Rod Serling's grave in lakeview cemtary, what do you know, i did not know here was buired in Interlaken until I googled a bit for Serling info!&lt;br /&gt;Buired in the Twilight Zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I did not meet my 10-year old self as i seem to carry this Twilight Zone around with me where ever I live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 7 Jun '06, 10.37am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114969662447620500?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114969662447620500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114969662447620500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114969662447620500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114969662447620500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/06/interlaken-my-home-town.html' title='Interlaken, my home town'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114954603988570086</id><published>2006-06-05T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T18:20:39.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Rushmore, the line of US presidents [a cloud image!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/156418465/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/48/156418465_2ef2738b09.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/156418465/"&gt;Mount Rushmore, the line of US presidents [a cloud image!]&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Mount Rushmore, the line of US presidents [a cloud image!]&lt;br /&gt;tallahassee florida usa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sunset onto a cloud makes this cloud glow orange. some rain fall under this, makes the lower part of the cloud look hazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not "photoshopped" this image at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt;this is "Mount Rushmore", the Shape suggests, that rock-carved mounument of the United states presidents, there in the black hills of South dakota! see the line of presidents in the clouds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/66115722@N00/26189200/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just placed this photo of mount rushmore along side of my cloud photo, the exactness is UNCANNY!&lt;br /&gt;Here I had two windows open, side by side, my photo and the "real" mt Rushmore photo, on my monitor, and the exactness was to me, very very Disturbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---my seeing a tv-image of this mt Rusmore, the next day, was even the MORE unsettling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a letter that I wrote, to a prophecy forum, about my cloud photo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first posted this in the "anything goes" section, and the post sunk like a rock, no replies and hardly read! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I feel that this event should get much *much* more attention! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I was, outdoors with my camera and taking pictures of the pretty sunset storm clouds, and I took this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/156418465/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, i lookedat the flickr.com uploaded image and low and behold the cloud had a familiar look to it! why the top of the cloud looked quite like that group of carved presidents atop mt rushmore, there in South Dakota!! &lt;br /&gt;I went to look up in flickr a photo of these presidents and Amazing, the outline is *EXACT*! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/66115722@N00/26189200/ &lt;br /&gt;---is where this photo is to compare. I would suggest taking and opening each link two a separate window so that two windows are side by side and the cloud's outline and the rocky outline are the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was walking through the best Buy store and then I passed by those 60-plus tvs, that row of televisions and they all were getting the same cable feed, and there were reviews of movies, apparently. &lt;br /&gt;But right this moment was an image, up close, of the Mt Rushmore presidents! I do not see this everyday, these presidents! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, all of the tvs had the same image, the faces coming &lt;br /&gt;apart in an earthquake and cracks in the ground sent lava flowing out all over the parklands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later found out this movie-preview was a preview for a made-for-tv move called.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"10 05 apocalypse " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.ugo.com/channels/FilmTv/article.asp?articleID=18633 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;review &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for a good disaster movie. I will watch anything that involves unthinkable cataclysmic environmental disasters showcased in highly stylized fashion. If the script is good and the actors are committed to the far-fetched scientific jargon they're forced to spew in order to support the occurrence of unlikely gargantuan atrocities, I can stomach just about any type of monstrous global weather plot. &lt;br /&gt;Apocalypse's theory that a gigantic earthquake centered in Los Angeles could somehow reverse and speed up the movement of the tectonic plates beneath the earth's surface causing a new fault line – the Midwestern fault – to tear the United States right down the middle from North Dakota to the Gulf of Mexico. But I didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that Apocalypse didn't try to win me over. Going for the jugular with whole cities disappearing into sink holes, boats being devoured by tidal waves and people being engulfed by volcanic ash, the miniseries embraced every possible disaster scenario. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too too Coincidental for me to ignore, this synchronism!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the red flag has been thrown down onto the playing field, snychronsim Alert! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---may take to 2008...2012 to fulfill! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what spiritual mechanism, I wonder, would evoke this cloud to have this image imposed upon it, then have me take a picture of it? Then have me see a movie preview? &lt;br /&gt;A preview of a movie about a fault line ripping through the whole north american contenent, essentually blowing up mt rushmore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a symbol of the ruining of america finacially or politically?! &lt;br /&gt;or... &lt;br /&gt;*the* apocalypse?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----maybe the movie is a Prophecy in and of itself! has anyone seen this movie, or the tv program?! is the Tiltle, the "10 05" numbers prophetic. &lt;br /&gt;is there some hidden meaning, inspired by Angels or Guides, in this movie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i know is that I have a cloud that looks like mt rushmore and a tv-image of mt rushmore falling down, in a large earthquake, with firey lava at the base of it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too coincidental, the images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for me to say that this whole event, the sychncronism of the tv-movie preview, in Best Buy store, portends the upheaval America; is having me stick out my long long neck!&lt;br /&gt;So i will let you all, who are the Prophets and the psychics, to ponder if this is true or not, i will just, here, submit the photo!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU make the judgement call.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mt rushmore in the sky........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 30 May '06, 10.09am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114954603988570086?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114954603988570086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114954603988570086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114954603988570086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114954603988570086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/06/mount-rushmore-line-of-us-presidents_05.html' title='Mount Rushmore, the line of US presidents [a cloud image!]'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114952255350785712</id><published>2006-06-05T11:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T11:49:13.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Rushmore, the line of US presidents [a cloud image!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/156418465/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/48/156418465_2ef2738b09.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/156418465/"&gt;Mount Rushmore, the line of US presidents [a cloud image!]&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Mount Rushmore, the line of US presidents [a cloud image!]&lt;br /&gt;tallahassee florida usa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sunset onto a cloud makes this cloud glow orange. some rain fall under this, makes the lower part of the cloud look hazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not "photoshopped" this image at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt;this is "Mount Rushmore", the Shape suggests, that rock-carved mounument of the United states presidents, there in the black hills of South dakota! see the line of presidents in the clouds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/66115722@N00/26189200/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just placed this photo of mount rushmore along side of my cloud photo, the exactness is UNCANNY!&lt;br /&gt;Here I had two windows open, side by side, my photo and the "real" mt Rushmore photo, on my monitor, and the exactness was to me, very very Disturbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---my seeing a tv-image of this mt Rusmore, the next day, was even the MORE unsettling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a letter that I wrote, to a prophecy forum, about my cloud photo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first posted this in the "anything goes" section, and the post sunk like a rock, no replies and hardly read! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I feel that this event should get much *much* more attention! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I was, outdoors with my camera and taking pictures of the pretty sunset storm clouds, and I took this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/156418465/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, i lookedat the flickr.com uploaded image and low and behold the cloud had a familiar look to it! why the top of the cloud looked quite like that group of carved presidents atop mt rushmore, there in South Dakota!! &lt;br /&gt;I went to look up in flickr a photo of these presidents and Amazing, the outline is *EXACT*! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/66115722@N00/26189200/ &lt;br /&gt;---is where this photo is to compare. I would suggest taking and opening each link two a separate window so that two windows are side by side and the cloud's outline and the rocky outline are the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was walking through the best Buy store and then I passed by those 60-plus tvs, that row of televisions and they all were getting the same cable feed, and there were reviews of movies, apparently. &lt;br /&gt;But right this moment was an image, up close, of the Mt Rushmore presidents! I do not see this everyday, these presidents! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, all of the tvs had the same image, the faces coming &lt;br /&gt;apart in an earthquake and cracks in the ground sent lava flowing out all over the parklands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later found out this movie-preview was a preview for a made-for-tv move called.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"10 05 apocalypse " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.ugo.com/channels/FilmTv/article.asp?articleID=18633 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;review &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for a good disaster movie. I will watch anything that involves unthinkable cataclysmic environmental disasters showcased in highly stylized fashion. If the script is good and the actors are committed to the far-fetched scientific jargon they're forced to spew in order to support the occurrence of unlikely gargantuan atrocities, I can stomach just about any type of monstrous global weather plot. &lt;br /&gt;Apocalypse's theory that a gigantic earthquake centered in Los Angeles could somehow reverse and speed up the movement of the tectonic plates beneath the earth's surface causing a new fault line – the Midwestern fault – to tear the United States right down the middle from North Dakota to the Gulf of Mexico. But I didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that Apocalypse didn't try to win me over. Going for the jugular with whole cities disappearing into sink holes, boats being devoured by tidal waves and people being engulfed by volcanic ash, the miniseries embraced every possible disaster scenario. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too too Coincidental for me to ignore, this synchronism!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the red flag has been thrown down onto the playing field, snychronsim Alert! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---may take to 2008...2012 to fulfill! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what spiritual mechanism, I wonder, would evoke this cloud to have this image imposed upon it, then have me take a picture of it? Then have me see a movie preview? &lt;br /&gt;A preview of a movie about a fault line ripping through the whole north american contenent, essentually blowing up mt rushmore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a symbol of the ruining of america finacially or politically?! &lt;br /&gt;or... &lt;br /&gt;*the* apocalypse?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----maybe the movie is a Prophecy in and of itself! has anyone seen this movie, or the tv program?! is the Tiltle, the "10 05" numbers prophetic. &lt;br /&gt;is there some hidden meaning, inspired by Angels or Guides, in this movie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i know is that I have a cloud that looks like mt rushmore and a tv-image of mt rushmore falling down, in a large earthquake, with firey lava at the base of it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too coincidental, the images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for me to say that this whole event, the sychncronism of the tv-movie preview, in Best Buy store, portends the upheaval America; is having me stick out my long long neck!&lt;br /&gt;So i will let you all, who are the Prophets and the psychics, to ponder if this is true or not, i will just, here, submit the photo!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU make the judgement call.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mt rushmore in the sky........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 30 May '06, 10.09am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114952255350785712?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114952255350785712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114952255350785712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114952255350785712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114952255350785712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/06/mount-rushmore-line-of-us-presidents.html' title='Mount Rushmore, the line of US presidents [a cloud image!]'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114709358281197040</id><published>2006-05-08T09:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T09:06:25.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ambulance</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/142698454/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/51/142698454_9ea39c242d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/142698454/"&gt;ambulance&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	ambulance&lt;br /&gt;On a rainy Sunday evening, an ambulance visits the Georgia Belle Independant Living Apartments, where I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambulance comes about once per week and everyone here just knows and accepts that someday it will probably come for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They carried out some lady, I do not know yet who it is, at 7:30 Pm I am about an hour from bed, myself, so I never found out who it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cannot deny much longer "Mr Death", he is just around the corner, in fact a number of seniors, here, over the two years that I have lived here, have been found dead in their rooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the local firestation is about three blocks away, and the response time for both fire and medical is very quick, they do this well, here in Tallahassee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 8 May '06, 8.08am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114709358281197040?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114709358281197040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114709358281197040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114709358281197040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114709358281197040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/05/ambulance.html' title='ambulance'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114683579912818328</id><published>2006-05-05T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T09:29:59.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shuffleboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/18519214/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/13/18519214_d990bbebf6.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/18519214/"&gt;shuffleboard&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	shuffleboard&lt;br /&gt;Shuffleboard court in the garden behind Georgia belle apartments, where I live. Tallahassee, florida, usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I live here, on the fith floor, overlooking the other side. People come out all day long to sit in the garden. there are about 160 people living here, from 62 to 90-something; some people have lived here for over 15 years.&lt;br /&gt;I read that the large shuffleboard court club, in st. pete, fla, is having a revival! Most newcomers are 18 to 25 years old!&lt;br /&gt;this game is actually a cut-throat game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do not play this game so much here, but the scene looks so "old fashioned", anyways.&lt;br /&gt;It takes someone who is interested in starting this game, and here nowadays, no one is interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, "they say", the residents, that this is one of the better "family feeling" places to live as a senior, in tallahassee. Lots of hugs, lots of friendly people. No one here is really "bitter", "closed up", like some seniors are. There are many ativities, a library, a store, a computer room, meals several days a week, sings, church services....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the amubulance comes for someone about several times per month and eveyone here has more or less accepted that someday this ambulance will come for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 10 Jun '05, 9.52am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114683579912818328?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114683579912818328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114683579912818328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114683579912818328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114683579912818328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/05/shuffleboard.html' title='shuffleboard'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114666759366192461</id><published>2006-05-03T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T10:46:33.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/25443370/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/23/25443370_95da7a8c7c.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/25443370/"&gt;waiting&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	waiting&lt;br /&gt;the entrance of Georgia Belle senior independant living facilities, where I live. Tallahassee, florida, usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty seats, the smokers and "porch sitters" are not here now. &lt;br /&gt;Many retirees seem to sit half the day, waiting for the Sun To Go Down, on their lives.&lt;br /&gt;Note how the shadow of one of the ceiling lights casts over one of the seats by the behind sun!&lt;br /&gt;Then *that* shadow is again casted a second time onto the door glass, creating a reflection of it! This gives the peacefull scene a kind of sense of Mystery, almost supernatural! All three lights, or the shadows of lights, make an equal-sided triangle! A fantastic arrangement indeed!&lt;br /&gt;[almost like the "holy Trinity"!]&lt;br /&gt;Thus there are a whole group of these light globes, where there is a reflection from a refleaction!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a late afternoon at the Independant living senior home, Georgia belle, where I, myself, live, at now 64 years old. Once in a while I sit here too, but i love to take walks, why there are several residents, here, that walk for miles every day. i do not sit here much because this also is the place where the smokers sit! I react to that smoke, my lung damage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarely empty of people, but on this day there is no one here. The sut and watch the world go by, and smoke their cigs and gossup about those who are not sitting here, perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114666759366192461?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114666759366192461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114666759366192461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114666759366192461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114666759366192461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/05/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114649823641388706</id><published>2006-05-01T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T11:43:56.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well I have started a lttle fourm at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quicktopic.com/29/H/FE68KidtskS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have people discuss SATHYA SAI BABA.&lt;br /&gt;personal experiences.&lt;br /&gt;pro and con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are over 30 posts, by now, time to publicize this List more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one reply:&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;I agree with much of what you say. Just wanted to comment on the following points you made, freestone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I essentually side with both sides of the baba controversy! I began this&lt;br /&gt;forum mostly to feel out what people today think and feel about baba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "real" baba forums seem to be filled with young devotees that are as fervently pro-baba that they are as "fundamentalist" as any chrasmic christian at their worst! they do not wanna hear a bit about their god&lt;br /&gt;might also have a bowel movement once a day or so!! kill ya for mentioning anything anti-baba." &lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are right about this. It has also been my experience to receive the foulest of abuse simply for pointing out something "negative" about Sai Baba that is plain as day for all to see. For example, if I point out the fact that Sai Baba is starting to show symptoms of Parkinson's Disease - based on eyewitness reports by devotees as well as official ashram video evidence - I'll immediately get a long and abusive email about how I bring God down to my human level by pointing out material faults in him, and also the old and tired rebuttal about how God suffers human ills when he takes a human form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I have seen, those Sai devotees/admirers who take it upon themselves to defend Sai Baba do not appear to show even a pinch of the love and compassion that Sai devotees are supposedly well-known for. It would be something if I was a completely ordinary bystander or something, but the fact that I am an ex-devotee really seems to get their goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; and the anti-baba people often are so full of anger, even if rightiously so.&lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am offically "neutral".  there are people who post here who have had, they day, terrible experiences with baba and they call him a Cultist.&lt;br /&gt;There are others who love baba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of namecalling and rants, to be expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some real inteligent posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114649823641388706?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114649823641388706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114649823641388706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114649823641388706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114649823641388706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-i-have-started-lttle-fourm-at.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114649020673602643</id><published>2006-05-01T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:30:06.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>embracing life: accepting the endtimes</title><content type='html'>Hi all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just now I checked the predictions two sections, the "earthchanges" and other sections where there are often prophecies that might acually be in the Predictions section, thus maybe unread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all are Deeee-pressing to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why there was one that I found, the other day [I think that the poster must have removed it, I could not find it now] that was twice as long as any Giaia man's postings, pages and pages of gloom and doom, just about every volcano in the world erupts and death to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in the Civil defense era, where by the late 50s there was serious consideration that all of us could die immediately and that the survivors might well envy the dead!  A huge "cloud" over everyone's head, a mushroom cloud.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the middle 60s, though, I read of some strange "trend"!  Many young couples were moving back to the big cities and moving into those ground zeros where one could turn to ash in .0001 seconds from a bomb blast!&lt;br /&gt;Other people were making mockery of the civil defense posters, they made one that that I liked: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "see the blast?&lt;br /&gt;  bend over and crouch down. &lt;br /&gt; then kiss your Butt goodbye"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---these younger people were tired of all of the hype of warnings and that they chose to live their lives moment by moment and that they knew it would all be over in .0001 second, and that they would be the fortunate ones afterwards, so that they enjoyed life day by day, as if there was some doctor that showed to someone an X-ray or cat scan of their brain and as the doctor pointed to an inoperative-able brain tumor, the doctor says..."I am SO sorry, Mr Jones, you have one year"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my&lt;br /&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freestonefiles/&lt;br /&gt;site where I have dreams and visions written up and stored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              what is the use of loving physical&lt;br /&gt;              life,&lt;br /&gt;               knowing that the endtimes/earthchanges&lt;br /&gt; may ruin it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hello, everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;             someone asked me, yesterday, about my &lt;br /&gt;latest end time vision.&lt;br /&gt; She more or less says that " why go on&lt;br /&gt;          living...Why&lt;br /&gt; enjoy life, knowing that bad times are ahead,&lt;br /&gt; and oblivion for us all"&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;             Spirit once gave to me an answer for that&lt;br /&gt;            question!!&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt; I was living in upstate new York at the time.&lt;br /&gt;it was May, late may, and the springtime leaves were&lt;br /&gt; at their best...Gloriously  may days, late in may, of&lt;br /&gt;soft blue skies&lt;br /&gt; and  lush new leaves, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt; the air smelled so sweet and all the birds  were&lt;br /&gt; chirping overtime, in song.&lt;br /&gt; But I had just had yet ANOTHER one of my end&lt;br /&gt; time visions...That very morning!!  There was strong &lt;br /&gt;inference that very soon much of the earth's surface &lt;br /&gt;could become ruined for life!&lt;br /&gt;           ----and I now, by early afternoon, had walked&lt;br /&gt; out into the countryside, from the 600 people town  that&lt;br /&gt; I was living in.  I wanted to get out and pray and meditate&lt;br /&gt; upon that dream...A dream that killed all  hope, a dream&lt;br /&gt; that says all will die. How could I feel "good" about&lt;br /&gt; enjoying what could become ruined very soon?  How could&lt;br /&gt; I even enjoy this spring loveliness that is now all about&lt;br /&gt; me, knowing that&lt;br /&gt;all of the plants could become dead from, say, volcanic &lt;br /&gt;ash and clouds?!&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;  so as I walked along this road, in the early springtime &lt;br /&gt;glory....At the warmest time of&lt;br /&gt; day...I  asked this same question, in prayer, to Spirit,  &lt;br /&gt;this lady asks&lt;br /&gt;  me....."Why even go on living"?!!&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt; ---and Spirit gave me an answer! Probably a guide whispered &lt;br /&gt;it to me, as I   heard the&lt;br /&gt; Inner Voice Speak!&lt;br /&gt;  it said, more or less........&lt;br /&gt; Yes, you had yet another dream of &lt;br /&gt;  everything  dying  in the endtimes, Freestone.&lt;br /&gt; Dust and brown  and dead wood and dead cities, everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;oh how depressing!&lt;br /&gt; but look before you, Freestone!&lt;br /&gt; there you see spring in all its glory!&lt;br /&gt; and---you know that in only a very few &lt;br /&gt; months,  winter&lt;br /&gt;  will come and Frost everything Dead!!&lt;br /&gt; the winds will blow black clouds and the snow&lt;br /&gt; WILL fall, covering everything in still deathlike&lt;br /&gt; silence, at ten degrees above zero Fahrenheit. &lt;br /&gt; Winter WILL win, as it always does every fall, &lt;br /&gt;in upstate new York.&lt;br /&gt; But you enjoy the summer, Freestone, do you not---knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; that this winter to come, in only five month, will win out &lt;br /&gt;over the life of summer's warmth??!! [frost can come&lt;br /&gt; in September, in upstate NY!!].....&lt;br /&gt;  you know that all of it will die.&lt;br /&gt;But you also know that there will be &lt;br /&gt; another  spring and summer, next year!  There will &lt;br /&gt;always be a summer nine months ahead, every fall of the year.&lt;br /&gt; so enjoy this one...While it lasts...&lt;br /&gt;You are supposed to, being this earth is a classroom to &lt;br /&gt;use for to grow your Soul in! &lt;br /&gt; High school art class may only last an hour a day, five &lt;br /&gt;days a week: use it to learn Art in.  Summer only lasts &lt;br /&gt;four months every year, enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and if the earth were to die?&lt;br /&gt; why there will be yet another "earth" in &lt;br /&gt; spirit  for&lt;br /&gt;  you to enjoy, after you die...The heaven worlds &lt;br /&gt;of spirit!&lt;br /&gt; and this one will have an EVERLASTING  summer....&lt;br /&gt;  so use the earthly "summer" to train you to &lt;br /&gt;  see  the&lt;br /&gt; Real Eternal Summer, in heaven, after you &lt;br /&gt; die! And after all, even if the earth has no &lt;br /&gt;  endtimes  that&lt;br /&gt;  the prophets warn of...YOU will have your &lt;br /&gt; very own  personal endtime, some day soon----!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  your death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  thus the REAL question, here,  is..."How can I go on&lt;br /&gt; living,&lt;br /&gt; knowing that I will die, someday, and all of my life's &lt;br /&gt;work will be gone, and all my &lt;br /&gt; life's future hopes and dreams will then be for not?!!"&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;  we all, each of us, have our personal &lt;br /&gt; endtimes, our&lt;br /&gt;  very personal rapture!!  Some people will end&lt;br /&gt; time before the endtimes!!&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt; a good answer!&lt;br /&gt; so go out and enjoy your senior year in high&lt;br /&gt; school, the art classes;&lt;br /&gt; even knowing that very soon the Graduation &lt;br /&gt;  will  occur&lt;br /&gt;  and you WILL move off to College, across the&lt;br /&gt;  Great River, never never, to come back to sit in &lt;br /&gt; the&lt;br /&gt; homeroom&lt;br /&gt;  of High school #444!!&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;           [/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.   Yes there *ARE* people who are Told by their Guides, by Jesus, or by other Spirit means, to move to the mountains for safety, as they are "Fated" by pre-birth choosings to be a seed for the new age to come after the Ruinings, but us "mere mortals" who have families and a life somewheres, I  would urge one to consider my writings, above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the day at hand, know that you will live after death.  The manner of your afterlife depends upon how you lived this life, here, in that high school of the earthplane.   One's living in "free-floating" fear, will not produce a good life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus "endtimes" will frost your garden dead, in the fall, "Earthchanges"&lt;br /&gt;will take every leave off of your deciduous trees, and "old age" will make a mockery of your running shoes, some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when in art class 101, learn how to paint and draw, do not let yourself become cramped with fear and worry and not paint much at all during that class "hour"!  You would "want" lots of different colored crayons, to make a richly colored drawing.  Thus you "raid the storeroom" for as many crayons as that you can find, trying not to take someone else's choices of crayons from them!  Thus do over-worry about you being too too "consuming of material goods&lt;br /&gt;and materialism", as you need those books, those CD's of music, those "objects" that are your "crayons", crayons to grow your soul with!&lt;br /&gt;There is so much richness out there, why www.flickr.com, last month, celebrated their 100,000,000 uploaded photo, and a friend told me that if you were to looked at the uploading stream, you would never ever catch up, spending ten seconds per photo!&lt;br /&gt;[my own account, there:  &lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the internet, as in life, has ever growing "slums" along with the good stuff, but Spirit is making sure that you [hopefully] are developing the ability to Choose goodness from the not-goodness, that is what this incredible Age is for!&lt;br /&gt;How in heavens name can you stand there in the afterlife world, after you arrive there, and examine your earthlife, choose your eternal future's&lt;br /&gt;curriculum, face Spirit face to face; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless you first have a Face!  Your self is that Face, not your family's morals, not your culture's ways, your sub-race's ways of life, and not your peer group's group-thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*you*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---and you get this "you", here, by choosing everything by yourself, and there are so so many choices nowadays.  This is what all of this "richness" of life is for and even the credit card economy is a kind of&lt;br /&gt;"spirit conspiracy" to make sure that you will buy, on credit, those art class 101 CRAYONS so to make good drawings for that Instructor, and for yourself, before class ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear and worry are *not* good works of art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes I could die of a heart attack in ten years, or of bird flu in one to two years, but now there is each day and the sun rises nicely in my subtropical climate.  And...Either it will leave me, or I will leave it, some day, the end results are the same:  the afterlife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114649020673602643?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114649020673602643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114649020673602643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114649020673602643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114649020673602643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/05/embracing-life-accepting-endtimes.html' title='embracing life: accepting the endtimes'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114623373434354287</id><published>2006-04-28T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T10:15:34.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the Angel of the 7th floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/136378810/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/48/136378810_b9d9bb7d9a.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/136378810/"&gt;the Angel of the 7th floor&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	the Angel of the 7th floor&lt;br /&gt;Here is another floor of Georgia Belle aprtments for senior Independant living, another floor, where in front of the elevator, on the wall above the table, is a painting.&lt;br /&gt;There is no title, just below the camera is the signer's name and the date, sometime in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near this floor is an art studio, where teacher volunteers teach painting in water and oil, there has been a wonderful man who has been coming here for years, to teach about 10 students at a time.&lt;br /&gt;I would thus guess that this painting has been done by a resident, and I do not know if she still lives here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ I suspect that the painting of Jesus, also here in my photos, was also done by a resident]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the Georgia Belle Angel. A painting done in subtle faint tones, very hard to take a picture of, being looked "washed out" even by naked eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am assuming that a resident painted this, because of the presence of that studio nearby. The person probably is a lady, and she would have to be 62 years old, or older. There are several ladies in their 90s living here now.&lt;br /&gt;What was she thinking, as she chose this subject?&lt;br /&gt;---the idealism of her youth, maybe not quite realized, thus a slight lament for Dreams not lived?&lt;br /&gt;---the presence of an angel, as she conceives what an angel would look like, in a human form, here on earth?&lt;br /&gt;---the Innocence of The Young Girl, untainted as yet by living her life in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now her Sun might be Setting, for this painter, maybe she is trying to grasp what she will look like when she gets to heaven?! That she will now live in Innocence, to wander in wonder about a heavenly garden.&lt;br /&gt;Now, however, she might be using a walker to get about, she cannot go readily outdoors, she can see but dimly, she also cannot hear so well. She knows four doctors by their first names, and that she might take from 5 to 10 pills when she wakes up, every day: it might take her, if you greet her and ask her how she is doing, 30 minutes to "tell you her condition" as she has so many of these medical conditions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reads her Bible, with the Magnifyer glass, every single day, and she attends the five to ten prayer/church services/sings that are held here every week. she just knows that soon she will look like this lady in the painting, wandering about a heaven garden, maybe collecting a few flowers to plave in a vase, in her home there in heaven. No more pills, no more aches and pains.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 28 Apr '06, 9.07am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114623373434354287?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114623373434354287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114623373434354287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114623373434354287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114623373434354287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/04/angel-of-7th-floor.html' title='the Angel of the 7th floor'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114608698106596170</id><published>2006-04-26T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T17:29:41.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus on the wall of the senior Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/135556525/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/47/135556525_0af95d14fc.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/135556525/"&gt;Jesus on the wall of the senior Home&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Jesus on the wall of the senior Home&lt;br /&gt;Here in my Georgia Belle Senior Apartments for Independant Living, I saw this hung painting of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 12 floors and in front of the elevator, on each floor, is a table where the "floor manager", or someone, decorates the table and often a resident donates something for the wall above this table. This 6th floor table has this picture of Jesus above it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no name, no signer, on this painting. I cannot even tell if this image is a reproduction from a print and someone framed it! Thus I have no idea at all who painted it. Thus this painting could have come from a super-mart, or it could have actually been painted by a resident of this Home, years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks serious and strong and mysterious. And also as if He is asking&lt;br /&gt;a question of you, the viewer, maybe like..."who am I and what does my existance mean to you"?!&lt;br /&gt;As if His very Presence infers another reality that is "behind" him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 26 Apr '06, 5.11pm EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114608698106596170?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114608698106596170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114608698106596170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114608698106596170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114608698106596170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/04/jesus-on-wall-of-senior-home.html' title='Jesus on the wall of the senior Home'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114545710551833095</id><published>2006-04-19T10:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T10:31:45.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the Door:  the angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/130997769/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/130997769_13e2069d9f.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/130997769/"&gt;the Door:  the angel&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	the Door: the angel&lt;br /&gt;here at Georgia belle aprtments for independant living, are about 150 Doors, 160 residents. Each person who lives here is over 62 and most are retired. there are a number, here, who are over 90, maybe there are 50 people who are over 83. Some have lived here for over ten years.&lt;br /&gt;Each Door has something on it that reflects the person behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;There are many American Flags, cute-sey&lt;br /&gt;artifical flowers, and plastic "somethings". But there are many surprises, there are many creative people here.&lt;br /&gt;Too, tis interesting how that there are a number of Doors *without* any decorations! usually the person behind such a door is a batchlor single man.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of these men have basicly a tv and a bed, maybe a table and chair, and little else, and nothing of "art"!&lt;br /&gt;[just like they were like 30 years before!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are Society-type ladies who have hats on their doors, retired veterans who have six flags; 12 floors of Doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 18 Apr '06, 5.36pm EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114545710551833095?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114545710551833095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114545710551833095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114545710551833095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114545710551833095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/04/door-angel.html' title='the Door:  the angel'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114537526194359938</id><published>2006-04-18T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T11:47:42.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nice spring morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/114142691/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/114142691_18619f8ade.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/114142691/"&gt;nice spring morning&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	nice spring morning&lt;br /&gt;tallahassee, florida, usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice 7 AM morning, on march the 18th, the view from my 5th floor apartment.&lt;br /&gt;The temperature is maybe about 55 degrees, might make 70 to 75 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like solid woods out there as if I lived next to a woods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under all of those trees are older&lt;br /&gt;near-downtown houses! the vegetation is so thick that these buildings cannot be seen. This is one reason why I like this area of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned in forestry school that it takes a tree seven years to grow the same height as a tree in the Northern states grows in 21 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;railroad ties rot in only a few years, one cannot ever pick up a "walking stick" from a piece of dead wood lying on the ground as this stick would crumble in your hands! In my hometown area of Upstate new york, a dead stick is perfectly usable to support one's weight as a walking stick, for years and years, just lying on the wood's floor under the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 18 Mar '06, 10.23am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114537526194359938?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114537526194359938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114537526194359938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114537526194359938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114537526194359938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/04/nice-spring-morning.html' title='nice spring morning'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114467881161637652</id><published>2006-04-10T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T10:20:11.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have now "figured out" what one of my major dreams meant, and what this infers for our future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a year ago, I wandered across a vast vast astral world and then I saw the major governing Temple administration complex being dismantled, "deconstructed"!&lt;br /&gt;I now feel "why"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apparently was "taken" by angels or guides, on a journey of some sort, across a vast vast Land in the spirit world.  This dream began as I stood on a dock facing a large body of water, and I heard the Voice telling me that this is where the souls come to this land from the earthplane after they die.&lt;br /&gt;[the entrance to this place]&lt;br /&gt;I then turned around and faced the inland area.  A path led inland.  I began to walk alone, under a faint cloudless blue sky.   Immediately I was struck by the emptiness of this place!   There was no indication of anyone living here and my feelings of emptiness was in spite of seeing off in the distance houses and barns!   I came then nearer these farms.   I was immediately struck by the size of them barns!!  As if the farmers imaginations went wild and they made the most fanciful barns that they could make, barns that they could never ever build while back on earth.  Some of these barns were 300 feet high!&lt;br /&gt;Empty.&lt;br /&gt;abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;the farmhouses looked to be made of a style of the late 1800s to about 1940.  Of course!  This is the time that the people died and then came here and then they had the farms made.&lt;br /&gt;[a year after my father died, he came to me in dream, about 1987, and he showed me that he lived in the "New York State Victorian farmers world".  He was a farmer, in upstate new York, of course.   I, later, had another dream where I saw my father's grandparents living in *their* farmhouse, in this world!   This is why I have "connections" to this world.]&lt;br /&gt;---but no one was here!  All of the houses looked abandoned, *were* abandoned.  Where was the next wave of farmers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up ahead I could now see, on this walkabout along my road, some feverish activity.  I could now see a vast Complex of "Greek classical" buildings, a "temple complex" of some sort, but what amazed me was that hundreds and hundreds of people were DECONSTRUCTING this complex!  There was, by now, hardly anything left of it, a Greek column here, a wall there, and the wagons were hauling rock over to a vast pile of ruined stones: they were leveling this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To The ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander, then, onwards, pondering even in my dream how this complex was the Ruling "Center" for this land, and why was it being taken apart?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I came up to where I saw a kind of strange "line" across the road, running at right angles to the road and extending from horizon to horizon.  On the other side of this line the grass was greener and the sky was bluer.&lt;br /&gt;a Voice then told me that this line was the line between this "lower heaven" and the "objective real heavens"!  I was not to advance any further, in this dream.&lt;br /&gt;[apparently my hours and hours and hours of walking transversed the lower heavens and the Line demarcated the lower heavens from the "Real" heavens of the celestial worlds, the "true Home" of us all:  this farmer world must be a "purgatory world" of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my interpretation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while listening to the wonderful NPR radio "thistle and shamrock" music, I thought about my childhood upstate new York farm.  Nowadays, there are many abandoned houses and consolidated farms where one farmer has bought out ten farmers lands.  The farmer's sons have all gone off to the cities!   There are few rural people left and the ones that are there are often the lower class renters of the houses, they are the people who cannot have a Dream and today's dreams usually require the biggest city that you can stand.  Thus the farmers sons are those who made the internet, have come out of the homo-closet, have played the music: they do not farm!  Los Angeles, Atlanta, new York;  these cities are now home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I realized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---reincarnation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these astral farmer souls had not merely left to go on to a high heaven; they &lt;br /&gt;REINCARNATED upon the earthplane!!   No wonder our global population is now 66 billion and counting: surely most of the lower heavens have been emptied out of all of the souls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[there is a level of heaven where when you get to advance to there, you never ever *have* to reincarnate upon the earthplane ever ever again!  As your soul advances, from life to lifetime, your soul's "Level" goes up and then when it gets to a certain level, no more incarnations.   This is what I feel is meant by Jesus warning about the "second death"!   In the spirit world they celebrate your birthday day alright but that day is your arrival there, thus this Day is your earthly death date!&lt;br /&gt;spirits also gather as a kind of "wake" to see you off to incarnate, as then this is when you DIE yet again, die to the spirit world, as your spirit energy runs out and it comes Time, like it or not, to incarnate yet again.  Only by growing in soul, connected to the Spirit, the Holy Spirit, can one stop incarnating.&lt;br /&gt;"become Saved", as the 1st Baptist preacher says, for the tradition of the west, and&lt;br /&gt;become Guru-initiated, in the East: fast track to never ever incarnating again!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That temple complex was probably the Main center where souls evaluate their previous lifetime upon the earth, then they compare this life with the previous lives before this one, then here too they prepare for their future incarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the templecenter is now gone!&lt;br /&gt;Inference:   for most of the souls now upon the earthplane, there will be no more incarnations!  This present life is the last one for maybe 80%, or more, of the earth's population, then when you die, you will then live in the heavens forever without any more opportunities to incarnate again.  Thus this temple is a "fossil", useless and out-dated, as the Law of Reincarnation has been overturned!  Our racial&lt;br /&gt;home will soon be *only* in the spirit worlds, probably there will be, very very soon, a PROFOUND  "parting of the ways" where as if there is a huge boat at the docks&lt;br /&gt;and the souls are Boarding this boat, and the souls that do not get on, by the time it leaves, will indeed be "left behind" [phrase is intentional!!] and then those left-behinders will start a new class of humanity, and never be part of ours, another 25,000 year cycle begins.  This boat then enters where we all will live, with spiritual laws, not natural laws, present.&lt;br /&gt;["racial ascending"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder each and all of us are trying to live "10 years per six months", as there truly ARE so so so many things that need doing as this is the last lifetime for you and me: get your soul lessons finished up NOW!  This is why the "great run on the art class storeroom's crayons and paper and supplies", as 65 billion souls pump that oil and cut those trees, as these "things" are being transformed into our "artwork", our soul's missionwork, in this earthly highschool.  Soon, the earth will rest, as the class graduates en-masse, nearly exhausted, the storeroom empty, the crayons transformed into Dreams, the paper used for Visions, the ink used for Lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a vision, in about January of this 2006 year,  a man with a regal native American headdress of many many feathers came to me.  He told me of how he was a &lt;br /&gt;SENECA, from the Seneca tribe, [the tribe from the area where I was born].&lt;br /&gt;[a master chief or shaman from that Nation].  He told me that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke to the dream where I was in a room and there was a man standing before me. He looked the very part of a traditional Native American Indian. An older man, someone who was, to me, a Feel of his aura, &lt;br /&gt;of someone who Knows, a Shaman, a Seer, someone from in the Spirit world, someone from *way* up in the spirit world who walked the earth, when he was alive, in the Path of Spirit, the path of the Great White Spirit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably before white man Contact, did he live..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to speak to me, I assume, here, that I was Brought to hear his message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he is a Seneca. &lt;br /&gt;I knew what this meant. &lt;br /&gt;[the five civilized Nations of the Iroquois confederacy, the Cayugas, the Senecas, the Algonquian, the Onidias, and ??????] &lt;br /&gt;I was Born in Seneca Country, the Home of the Seneca nation, next to Seneca lake, that finger lakes area where the Great White Spirit &lt;br /&gt;placed his hand upon the earth and then the finger depressions filled with water. The Indians considered this area to be the MOST spiritual area of all... &lt;br /&gt;[four or five Religions got born here, the Spiritualists, the Mormons, and also Woman's rights] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right up my hometown vibe, this shaman might even have lived here next to the Lake, walked across my father's farm, lived on it, even, no wonder he appears to me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then held up a sheet of paper or parchment, then turned it around so that I could read the whole page. &lt;br /&gt;On this sheet was writing, of course, and most of it in a language that I could not read! The sheet had paragraphs laid out like of a &lt;br /&gt;"powerpoint presentation" with blocks of sentences and paragraphs, separated by a space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might have been a title too, just one word if there was, in Caps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as I might try, I cannot recall this word and I know why, as this word was made up of "nonsense letters", like of English/roman letters trying to spell out a word from another language. Mostly constanents to boot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word was *like* &lt;br /&gt;"culetet", or "lupedtp" or "culpwt" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was an ENGLISH sentence with this name in it, as this word was a name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ " 22 years from NOW, "culetet" Comes to the earth"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ wogmer needgyp olaqwm oobeenbit &lt;br /&gt;[foreign language] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ "when He appears, all of the people on the earth will be Taken into the spirit world" &lt;br /&gt;[ not exactly the words, but close] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ "he is a Coming of the Great White Spirit, the white people have another Name for Him, and this name is.... &lt;br /&gt;---THE SECOND COMING"!! &lt;br /&gt;[*the* second coming, of Jesus.!!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----end of vision, I wake up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I know why this temple complex is to be no more, the boat is a-loading up souls and this would be your last lifetime upon the earthplane: make good use of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rapture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so place your life-candle in the microwave, light both ends of it, then turn that microwave on to "maximum power" and then wave a cell phone in each hand and live ten years per month, to Get all of your Schoolwork DONE!&lt;br /&gt;[this is why the age is so "multi-taskingly insane"!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114467881161637652?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114467881161637652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114467881161637652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114467881161637652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114467881161637652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-now-figured-out-what-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114424672323524009</id><published>2006-04-05T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:18:43.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the regulars</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/123205442/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/123205442_8067b33146.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/123205442/"&gt;the regulars&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	the regulars&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon at Georgia belle apartments for Independant living, tallahassee, florida, usa.&lt;br /&gt;The front entrance is where a lot of residents sit for their outdoor breaks. Mostly the smokers sit here, however, and it is strange that now all over the country it is the smokers who breath the fresh outdoor air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fellows, here, is about 85 and he "laughs at colestrolol", as he says: he eats anything that he wants to and is very active in life.&lt;br /&gt;[I know a tallahassee barber who is 90 years old and works all day long and he has a stomach that would scare any &lt;br /&gt;"anti-obsesity" health fanatic, probably he would weigh 240 on the scales and that he eats all of the wrong things!]&lt;br /&gt;There is a 83 year old grandmother here who plays rpgs on her SNES console game system!&lt;br /&gt;There is an 84 year old man who plays tennis several days a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at Georgia Belle, there are happy people, sad people, really a Microcosm&lt;br /&gt;of any group of people, about 160 people live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some, as a desk person told me, "some little old ladies are quite content to stay in their rooms all day long and write letters and read their Bibles", but a couple of people go outside and walk from three to six miles a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However......&lt;br /&gt;---about four times a month the ambulance and fire trucks come, with their medics, and everyone here Knows that someday this ambulance will Come For Them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all are just a little bit further along, on the Time's Conveyor Belt of life, and that each of us now sees off in the not-very-distant distance, our tombstones.&lt;br /&gt;[of course the young do not have to think about the Ending of life in old age, but they do not think about accidents, sickness, plane crashes, etc: they can Leave just as quickly!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the people here live without talking about "mr death" too too much. But now is the Time of life when one cannot really "deny" any longer the enevitible, and some face it hopefully, and some face it sadly or fearfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But many of these "regulars" will still be sitting outside years from now, there are some residents who have lived here for 10...15...or more, years. Yes, there is still time to enjoy life, to learn from living, the lessons of one's soul. Even if one cannot &lt;br /&gt;play a sport well anymore, there are many things one can still do well: write, read, walk...etc...etc...or just relax as there now are no "timeclocks" to allign your daily life to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so these regulars will be sitting out here, or in back by the garden, tomorrow, the day after, and perhaps for years yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 4 Apr '06, 10.17am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114424672323524009?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114424672323524009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114424672323524009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114424672323524009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114424672323524009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/04/regulars.html' title='the regulars'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114416165403572069</id><published>2006-04-04T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:40:54.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>georgia belle gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/123205441/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/123205441_dd9ac8ec38.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/123205441/"&gt;georgia belle gardens&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	georgia belle gardens&lt;br /&gt;late afternoon at the gardens behind my senior living apartments, Georgia Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the golden glow of the late sun lighting up the tree, all are at church, no one here. An unknown tropical vine climbs the Live oak,&lt;br /&gt;Cabbage palms in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ I read that this vine is now found as a "weed" in every tropical country all over the world! Pretty trumpet shaped yellow flowers, "Trumpet Creeper", maybe.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people sit out here in the later afternoon and ealy evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes a nice calm place to sit in one of the benches, especially if one is retired and living here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 4 Apr '06, 10.17am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114416165403572069?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114416165403572069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114416165403572069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114416165403572069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114416165403572069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/04/georgia-belle-gardens.html' title='georgia belle gardens'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114286952715251334</id><published>2006-03-20T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:45:27.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>----rumblings and ramblings on the 2011/12 aztec/mayan/toltec "end times"!&lt;br /&gt;[two posts in sequence]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that 2011/12 "thing" bothers me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid that there has been so much 'talk" about this date that the original Statement of the Prophecy might have been mis-construed!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not clear on what that First Statement was..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, thought that the Statement was.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either: "the Time ends on 2012" or, "one age transfers over to another then". or..."the new age begins on 2012" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semantics is ALL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in: would you blow up that new house that you just now moved into? &lt;br /&gt;or... &lt;br /&gt;would you tear down the ole wreck of a shack just *before* you move in?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semantics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, say, dec 12 2012 *is* the Date, then the new age begins then. Fine. &lt;br /&gt;but that might mean that the "tearing down of the shack" occurs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, before dec 12 2012! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dec 12 2012 is "when the sun comes out from the storm clouds", and thus the Storm will occur a number of years before 2012!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"!!" indeed, I should have put, above, 56 "!"s there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus "semantics" will be all important, here, for if my suspician is right, the *end* &lt;br /&gt;of the Upheavals will be dec 12 2012, not the beginning of the upheavals of the earth's crust! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all will not have long till we find out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I have some problems with Reckonings of time and the acurracy of prophet's interpetation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewheres there is a Nostradamus quartrain that says something like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;The last of one of the name of the prophet&lt;br /&gt;will take Monday as his day and rest:&lt;br /&gt;Traveling far in his frenzy&lt;br /&gt;delivering a great people from subjection.&lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[there might be several quartrains with this "Monday" in them.&lt;br /&gt;I think that there is one that says..."he takes Monday as his Holy day"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a nostradamus book that had the original french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word for monday was....&lt;br /&gt;"MAUNDY".   [sp]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...seems that nearly every single nostradamus book uses this french original wording as a basis for the "Monday" translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basic french dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;Maunday = thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good grief charlie brown, you mean that every single translator hast based their attempts upon a previous translator and the error just keeps on-a-going!&lt;br /&gt;[most of the far east uses thusday as their holy day, ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father, in the 70s had a vast hobby of Indian legends of the upstate new york fingerlakes region.  he traveled probably in a 200 mile radius, talking to old Indian people.    &lt;br /&gt;   my father was a great talker too, a great story-teller and he could talk for hours and hours.   thus when he interviewed the old indian, he would also tell this old man his own stories that he got from other indians, months ago, from far away.&lt;br /&gt;    my freind warned me that my father was "polluting" the indians "Real"&lt;br /&gt;stories as my father would alter a bit the tale and then tell it to an old indian and then this old indian would tell *his* friends his tale and then the tale would travel for miles and miles and thus my father would run into this tale, 60 miles away but he would not recognize this tale as his own and thus he would pick it up as an original old-tale and then tell others about it and they they in turn would pass it onwards so that Dudley would pick it up a third time and alter it slightly and then pass it onwards yet again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the Elders of the mayan have the true dates of the 2011/12&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;*THINK*&lt;br /&gt;but do we Know?!    how would we know that the dates themselves, that these elders have preserved, were gotten from another source and then altered since the First Revealings by spirit?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I note how the new agers have copied from each other, all over the web sites and thus one quotes from another and  how can one find Bottom?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example: "diary products cause mucus".  passed on and on and accepted as gospal truth by many newagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"contrails"!&lt;br /&gt;[i never ever understood how somone could get terribly sick in 5 minutes just as a contrail occurred: how can something at 18,000 feet get to you in five minutes?!]&lt;br /&gt;do not try to tell the contrail people otherwise or you could get severly flamed for your efforts!&lt;br /&gt;each person supports the other, in the contrail dept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then too, Spirit could "wiggle" the date forwards and backwards by a few years, since the first revealings back from thousands of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one percent of, say, 4000 years is 40 years!!&lt;br /&gt;even the time from the 1490 AD Change is about 500 years, a one per cent change is 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus the 2011/12 *exact* date could be off by years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is only 5 to 6 years, now, till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I again post my original query, as I am not sure of what the Real intent is, of the "2011/12 thing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the "2011/12" the beginning of the end, or the end of the endtimes?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the entrance into the Storm, or the stormclouds moving off and the sun comes out onto a fesh new world?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Difference is *NOT* "academic", sports fans, as if the former, this means that the heavy duty earthchanges must have occurred *BEFORE*&lt;br /&gt;the "rollover of 2011/12!!   not after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;does the earthchanges occur after 2011/12?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does one move into the house before the housecleaning, or afterwards?!&lt;br /&gt;"common sense" tells me that the sun will dawn onto a new age, the sky will clear and the grass is wet with the freshing rain, the storm is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose Spirit has been delaying and delaying all of this "cleasning"&lt;br /&gt;till the last minute, does this mean that all of this will occur at once?!&lt;br /&gt;20 years of condensed earthchanges done in three years?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wince*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;[more radical yet:  NOTHING happens!]&lt;br /&gt;no earthchanges at all except the usual small stuff and local wars.&lt;br /&gt;oh HOW disappointed all of the new agers would be then?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, tend to favor the idea that the events could occur before, not after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the spanarids did invade the mayan/aztec empire after the last&lt;br /&gt;prophetic score line of timechange, but they invaded so easy partly because the aztecs were so weakened by a huge drought beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best cousel would be to listen to your OWN inner voice, and to the voices of your angels, guides, and Jesus, on this matter: i am just&lt;br /&gt;jousting with the windmill of the obvious, a gadfly to hopefully have someone here&lt;br /&gt;Question the Questioners, to question whther the new agers have made a "loop" like of my father, above, making a loop where each one re-inforces the story of another so that the whole wheel has each "spoke' reinforced by the spoke next to it and with *IN* this wheel there is not room enough to insert a business card, the interlocking  validation system is so so tight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114286952715251334?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114286952715251334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114286952715251334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114286952715251334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114286952715251334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/03/rumblings-and-ramblings-on-201112.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114079293056544291</id><published>2006-02-24T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T09:55:30.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another astral travel dream, it was astral all right as i floated over the scenery, flew and floated to a hill top, then into a Land of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to an open field near a wall, to where there was a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops!&lt;br /&gt;there was something "not nice" here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For here was what looked, at first, to be a old child of a woman.  a short skranny lady, almost naked and chained to the ground by an iron chain, running from her waist to an oron ring on the rocky ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did not look like a pretty lady, she looked fatless and ugly, her face was nothing but anger and 'bitchyness"!&lt;br /&gt; when she saw me, she began to curse and yell and try to get to me to attack me in the greatest anger that she could muster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch bitch bitch, her words were not understandible, they were so emotional.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was several people standing nearby, one of them had what looked to be a lit ciggarette and this person walked over to her and then stuck this lit ciggerate onto her arm, the lit end, that is!   she spamsed in pain and then i could see the red welt on her arm.  he then burned her scalp on her head in the same way.  she then huddled in the corner of her rocky wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were many many other scars on her arm and face from other burns, the men had been tormenting her for some time!&lt;br /&gt;---end of dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guess, by me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw me as a "higher spirit being", than her beings around her, and the world she was in, thus she blamed me for her life, there.  blamed me for "eeeeeeeverrrything", her life on earth, her placement into this Place, her punishments.&lt;br /&gt;[she would blame every being from every heavenplace that was a level above her!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the Bitch", i call her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i hear "her", and "him" all around me, in some of the people that I see everyday!   some people *are* the bitch!    they approach life with a&lt;br /&gt; red-hot needle of a tongue and complain with this tongue about something and everything, the sound of fingernails scratching upon a blackboard.    NOW she HAS something to complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not let the psychic new agers tell ya otherwise: there *IS* a hell and there *ARE* hellworlds, in the afterlife!   i have been taken to see some of them, they are NOT nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;---there was one hell, in particular, where I was told by a master-demon, that this is a place where souls come for Pentenence of their earthly spiritual errors &lt;br /&gt;[work  out sin-errors, while living in heaven for 5000 heaven years, or work it out in 50 years, in Accelerated hell-punishments, in Hell!!&lt;br /&gt;You would *run* to embrace this grace of a privilage as you cannot progress&lt;br /&gt;up into the higher heavens untill this lower crud is removed, *would* you want to wait for those 5000 years?!  thus you compress 5000 years of nickle and dime karmic retributions into 50 years of Condensed retributions with devils and demons in attendance!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, devils and demons, who never ever incarnated *as* a human being, do exist, i have seen and talked with them, in my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;I could see souls being tormented, I saw off in the distance where there was a grim brick building where I could hear the screams of people being tortured in some manner, the screams sounded like they were tortured to the MAX....think: the most hidious torture that you can imagine!!&lt;br /&gt;my master demon guide told me all of this, in the parenthesis above, how souls come here to remove their earthly sins, or maybe I think: "forced"&lt;br /&gt;to come here by spiritual law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this lady will remain chained to the ground for probably a while, tormented by any Bully that is near, over and over and over....&lt;br /&gt;a year?&lt;br /&gt;ten years?&lt;br /&gt;till she goes utterly Insane?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break her will so that there is no more Self left, probably?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a nice dream was it, sports fans?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I have to "report" what i see, this dream is NOT a "psychological dream", these astral travels are to afterlife worlds, a preview of where we all will go to some day, in 3-D real Time Preview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---and some of these places are *NOT* nice: try to live today on earth with Tomorrow in heaven in mind: not "preaching", i am, just describing the facts of cause and effect and one's Future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114079293056544291?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114079293056544291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114079293056544291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114079293056544291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114079293056544291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/02/hi-all_24.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114018700142480472</id><published>2006-02-17T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T09:36:41.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"was a good life"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/62879593/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/62879593_0afd50bcb5.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/62879593/"&gt;&amp;quot;was a good life&amp;quot;!&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Well, I had a small discovery yesterday&lt;br /&gt;at my senior residence!&lt;br /&gt;  I left in the 8 AM morning by the back door near the trash container, as I had trash to throw out and when i looked in the trash bin door, I saw a box someone had pitched out just earlier.  The box was full of empty meds bottles and mostly bottles pertaining to laxitives.  Behind this box was a emema-giving device, tossed by the same person.  I gave a "detective" glance at all of this to try to feel what the sufferings were of this person: i suspected having a bowel movement took this person hours each and every day, had to, or else "fecal empactation" might occur, a terrible problem in some elderly people!&lt;br /&gt;   Later that afternoon, at the Store on the second floor, i saw a small "yard sale" sign on a door across from the store.  I knocked on the door and several relatives came to the door and they let me in.  The apartment was nearly empty, i was told that the lady who lived here, in terrible health, was now being moved to the Nursing Home, where she could get better care.&lt;br /&gt;   I then noted a box of kitchen cooking tools, all rusted and dirty, she probably lived here for years, and cooked a lot, but as her health went down, she cooked less and less, and could not even clean up.  Next to this box was yet another box of laxative stuff: now I knew she was the lady who had her relatives pitch out the trash, earlier!  As I left, i heard one of the relatives talk about being sure to get all of her geneology books together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus then "it hit me"!  here was a lady who moved into Georgia Belle, a lady who had many many interests and talants.  She probably did geneology searches on her whole family.  A person&lt;br /&gt;of Intelligence and Feelings!&lt;br /&gt;But now years later she is a medical case, her body&lt;br /&gt;might be almost useless, one of these people who if you asked how she was, "this morning", it would take her an hour to reply as she has *SO* many body-ill conditions to report!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was like that, the year I lived with my aunt, his sister, he had about 10 strokes and five heart attacks, and in the Home, he was dementia-tated to about a 8 year old child!  If one were to meet him there in the Home, for the first time, one might never know he was a blacksmith and a man who once talked four hours non stop and the 10 people who listened did not say one word and when he had to go, one man turned to speak out, and spoke for all of them, "its too bad Dudley had to go, I wanted more"!  A STORYTELLER.  indian legends, mines, coal, geology, politics, etc.&lt;br /&gt;But you would not know, there, at the Home, then, about Dudley's amazing life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL of this post?:  One can never judge a summer by the weakly warm last day of October!  One cannot judge a river by its low water level in the drought year!&lt;br /&gt;Take this lady who is watching her sunset go down.  She might have also had, in her own way, an amazingly creative life, but now her sun sets.  The late october sun cannot anymore warm the tomato plants in the New England garden, tis all you can do to keep the nightly frosts from killing the plants outright as you cover then each and every night, the tomatoes are now in "maintanence mode-only", and that "maintanence" takes up the whole day, fills it.  You might not know that this tomato plant bore a tomato that won the state fair first prize, in August, several months before!!  Next week, probably, the artic blast will cover this plant in 6 inches of snow at 15 degrees, to grave and worms and bone-dust we each all Go some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the River of one's life is measured by&lt;br /&gt;the High flood levels, *not* the drought levels in the dry years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that tomato plant will be Measured by that prize-winning Tomato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*not* by how many hours it takes to have a bowel movement, with emema-bag and ten laxative pills at the ready, when she is 87 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"was a good life"!&lt;br /&gt;"Was a good life, now it is all but over", a senior resident of Georgia Belle Independant Living facilities, Tallahassee, Florida, setting outside to look at the&lt;br /&gt;setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;She told me, when I walked up to her, that she stepped out to see what was going on&lt;br /&gt;outside of the building. She actually *was* out there to look at the sunset!&lt;br /&gt;I did not ask her what she was thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at georgia belle Independant living facilities, there are about 160 residents. Often the ambulance comes at night, and everyone sort of just knows that one day soon it will come for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Apt metaphor for someone who is nearly 80, to watch the sun set to the West, "was a good life, still *is* a good life, and even the setting sun is setting in a nice way, after all some sundowns go down hard with 38 degrees and drizzle and 20 mph winds! Today the temperature might be over 80 degrees, in this sub-tropical locale, around the 12th of November, a perfect sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 13 Nov '05, 2.03pm EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114018700142480472?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114018700142480472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114018700142480472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114018700142480472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114018700142480472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/02/was-good-life_17.html' title='&quot;was a good life&quot;!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-114003260180440614</id><published>2006-02-15T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T14:43:21.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, in the prophecies section, started a thread about how I took a photo of a sunset, but the clouds, where in my resulting photo, showed to  me images imbedded in these clouds far far more than I can almost "stand"!&lt;br /&gt;I note that these embedded images are over the city of New Orleans, and the photo was taken on january 28th of 2006, exactly six months from August 28th!!&lt;br /&gt;   I begin a new thread as I now have more information as to what is embedded.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://forum.prophecies.us/viewtopic.php?p=183959#183959&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is what I wrote, in my photo desriptions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embedded images in the clouds; over New Orleans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunset, Tallahassee, florida, usa, with my new canon a410.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/92159572/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking to the West from the 2nd floor of my apartment senior home.  A nice beautiful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an element of spookyness with this photo as if you look at the very top of that flagpole-thing, then at the right of it, the blob of cirrus clouds seem to spell out several letters!!&lt;br /&gt;   I, mysef, and a librarian here at this library where I now sit, and also several people on a "psychic forum" we all see the word SIN in that cloud pattern at&lt;br /&gt;the right of the flagpole tip!&lt;br /&gt;There is also, at the left side of the sin-cloud, a "3".  the "S" of "sin" is at the very left, in a small letter in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;the "3" might mean "the Trinity"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not ordinarily place much importance to objects and words seen in a cloud; after all, especially with Cirrus clouds, it would be easy for anyone to ascribe images to cloud patterns!&lt;br /&gt;   But here the &amp;quot;kicker&amp;quot;, the Small Painful Thing, about these images is this:  I am looking exactly west from the 3rd floor, from Tallahassee, Florida, latitude about 30 degrees 20 minutes North, looking towards New Orleans, the city that is about at just under 29 degrees, 50 minutes North.&lt;br /&gt;    This means that if I were to look at the horizon under that cloud pattern, I would be looking *at* New Orleans!&lt;br /&gt;--These clouds line up with New Orleans, thus according to the symbolism of this photo, these images are *over* New Orleans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;symbolicly: that cloud pattern is over New Orleans, and pertains to that city!&lt;br /&gt;Also: this photo was taken on january 28th of 2006, exactly six months from when Katrina was about to hit new orleans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is More!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to look at this photo rotated so that the horizon is vertical.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/100061982/&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;Rotated sunset, image of an Angel now more obvious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "rightsideup" photo is here.&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/92159572/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at the flagpole, then drop your eyes downwards about a half an inch, there is an image of a person facing to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rotated this sunset photo so to have this Personage more visible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man with a staff. Looks like an Angel, to me. Looks to be a very "Biblical" figure. To me, this image could be from one's childhood Sunday School Bible, that "Illustrated" Bible, where there were paintings of Bible scenes. Thus to me this figure might be one of the shepherd with his staff.&lt;br /&gt;I have the Intuitive feeling that the "object" that seems to be the top of the staff looks almost like of a "microphone". My inferred Meaning: he is speaking words of encourgement and exhortation to the Souls that are in "sin", and he Exhorts them to now get on the Boat that goes to heaven! He looks to be speaking with such enthusiasm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is a Boat, it looks like an ARK, and it is at the top of the flagpole, the flagpole goes through the center of it, and this boat is best seen in the rightsideup photo. &lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--there is, below that "sin" word, an image of a Biblical figure with a staff like of a shepherd.  he looks to be almost as if he is exhorting, as he seems to be using the top of his staff as a microphone!  Exhorting the "sinning souls" perhaps.  &lt;br /&gt;--then the flagpole runs through the center of another image, that of a BOAT;  this looks to be an Ark, another Bible image object!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin, boat, angel, I have an interpetation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sinners are merely those who died without any preparation, without much spirit in their hearts so that they are still fixitated upon the physical world.  They look "downwards", from their very low level of the lower astral realms, and see only the astral backsides of the earth plane;  "earthbound" they are called, in Spiritualism terms.  Their whole center of soul-gravity is in Material realities, thus there is no Jesus in their hearts and precious little else of Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;   The Angel is a rescue Angel, representing the work of Heavenly Workers, under Jesus, working to find lost souls and to get them to be able to "get on the Boat" [across the river Jorden] to go off to the real heaven, and to leave being focused on the earthplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescue of souls who died in the Katrina&lt;br /&gt;devastation of the new orleans area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----from a news article about the Tidal wave dec 25th 2004.&lt;br /&gt;"A Trip to a Haunted Thai Town&lt;br /&gt;Half of tourist haven Khao Lak's 5,000 people perished in the tsunami. Now, the survivors fear new waves -- and the ghosts of the lost"&lt;br /&gt;---many rescue workers reported seeing actual ghosts, lost souls torn away from their bodies before their time to go, they had no preparation for the afterlife!   [they would also have to be rescued, but not by earthly Red Cross workers, but by heavenly Angels and Guides: *this* is what this "cloud mural", to me, shows what is going on at New Orleans, now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even this flagpole is part of this scene!&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely at the top of the pole, you can see a bit of cloud that actually *extends* this flagpole even the higher!  It is as if one could climb this pole and ascend to heaven, to leave the earth behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this pole is *NOT* a flagpole!  There is such a pole just like this one on top of the Empire State Building.&lt;br /&gt;This Hotel, where the pole is on top of, was built before 1938, they tell me and in the late 30s&lt;br /&gt;BLIMPS were the Next New Thing, and that on top of the hotel the guests were supposed to arrive and to LEAVE via blimp!  this blimp would tether to the top of the pole, where the "ship" is, then the blimp would lower and then the people would get onto it, then this blimp would cast off and up and away!&lt;br /&gt;--oh how synchronisticly symbolic of what is in this photo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-114003260180440614?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/114003260180440614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=114003260180440614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114003260180440614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/114003260180440614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/02/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113970002530670508</id><published>2006-02-11T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T18:20:25.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"was a good life"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/62879593/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/62879593_0afd50bcb5.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/62879593/"&gt;&amp;quot;was a good life&amp;quot;!&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	I, myself, Live at this Senior Independant Living center, Georgia belle.  I am 64 years old, and I have lived there now for two years.&lt;br /&gt;  There are about 160 residents here, and I have got to know about 40 to 80 people on a at least once per week basis.  I have really now began to Understand how each person has a "Tone", a kind of "Soul" where each and every word they utter is colored by this Tone, the sound of the voice is colored, it seems, by the "sum-total-average" of every little experience from their lives that they, deep in their souls, Believe In!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--a positive, slightly sarcastic man about 65 who is an "ear" person, he has about 600 cds/tapes&lt;br /&gt;of music.  he slurges on music and sound systems.  He eats enough for three men, and he jokes about eating the "diabetic pie" *and* the regular cake too, at supper!&lt;br /&gt;--the lady Who Complains!  each thing that she says seems to be an outright complaint, but strangely her heart feels good!  I guess when you come from Eastern new England, you are this way by Default.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to describe any one case in point, though: each person has a kind of "Aura" and this arua colors everything that is said and done, by this person.&lt;br /&gt;I would imagine how difficult it would be to change too, as this "tone" is deep deep down in the "Bios level", not accessible by windows XP *or* of regular consulings or even a superfical change in attitude either!  maybe not even a Profound change in attitude could change this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10,000 chips of the chisel makes that stone schulpture face, each little one chipping does its bit, they all add up, then when you die this is the Face that you face God with, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113970002530670508?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113970002530670508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113970002530670508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113970002530670508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113970002530670508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/02/was-good-life.html' title='&quot;was a good life&quot;!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113909145735357673</id><published>2006-02-04T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T17:17:37.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that flickr site of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://flickr.com/photos/freestone/&gt;http://flickr.com/photos/freestone/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where I have now about 230 photos of the Tallahassee, Florida, area  of the usa, has now grown enough so that I can subscribe to several of the "FLICKR GROUPS" and also to create a few groups of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://flickr.com/groups/99138864@N00/&gt;http://flickr.com/groups/99138864@N00/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A PLACE TO LIVE FOR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About A Place to live for&lt;br /&gt;There are places on our planet where if one were to see a photo showing a scene from this place, you would maybe like to move there! At least to visit this area of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Place to live for"&lt;br /&gt;---like in that book "1000 Places to See Before You Die", this location might be place number 1001, a place not in this book; a place where you would want to be able to live *longer* so that you might visit, some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of place where if you saw a photo from this place, you would leap up from the table and call your travel agent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;You may already be living in such a place, lucky or wise-choosing you! All that you might have to do, to take an amazing picture, is to step outside of your front door and take a snapshot in nearly any compass direction and the resulting photo would be of an Inspiration for others to seek out the Wonder and the Mystery of *your* "Heaven on Earth" place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in such a place, even though it is a city of 200,000 people: Tallahassee, Florida, usa.&lt;br /&gt;Lush and green and usually warm all year long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please join and submit pictures of your Heaven on Earth, your Place to Live For!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://flickr.com/groups/theplant/&gt;http://flickr.com/groups/theplant/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PLANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About The Plant&lt;br /&gt;Photos where there is one plant, as a focus. There can be many many other species and numbers of other plants, in your photo, but there has to be one plant centered upon.&lt;br /&gt;like:&lt;br /&gt;--one redrose plant prominent, in a picture of 20 roses, many of different colors.&lt;br /&gt;--a landscape but with one tree &lt;br /&gt;Prominent.&lt;br /&gt;--a city scene, but there is a tree or bush that stands out!&lt;br /&gt;--a leaf with a frog on it.&lt;br /&gt;--a flower.&lt;br /&gt;--a vine.&lt;br /&gt;--a garden scene containing maybe 50 kinds of plants, but with One Named&lt;br /&gt;Plant, in the title of the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I have not really seen a group where single plants are focused upon, I create my own group!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please sign up and join. You may submit as many photos as you would like, at once. Almost any outdoor photo will do, as long as there is one plant prominent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://flickr.com/groups/elder/&gt;http://flickr.com/groups/elder/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROWING OLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About growing old&lt;br /&gt;What is it like to grow old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of "us" are the baby boomers, some of us are now 50 to 60 years old. We are getting ever the Older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 64, myself, and I live in an&lt;br /&gt;Independant Living Apartment Home.&lt;br /&gt;There are several people over 90 years old who live there. Thus I, born in 1941, stand between the Great Depression generation, and the baby bommers of the 1947-1964 era. I can see, and live, in each realm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group will have photos&lt;br /&gt;of older people, and anything of their surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes just an object, like of an empty shuffleboard court, may invoke a feeling of old aging people and their lives.&lt;br /&gt;--older people over 62.&lt;br /&gt;--things that they own.&lt;br /&gt;--the surroundings that "frame" them, even if there are no people in the photo. [Easy for "permissions" that way!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please sign up and submit as many photos as you would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this group will be about the people of the 1940s, and before. Maybe we "younger" people can take the Positive values that they have, without the "negative" values, and weave them into our lives, as we get ever the older too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested, please go visit one, or more, of my groups and subscribe and then post your own flickr photos, if you are a member of Flickr.  Or just look, if you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks...freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113909145735357673?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113909145735357673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113909145735357673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113909145735357673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113909145735357673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/02/that-flickr-site-of-mine-httpflickr.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113889295403318097</id><published>2006-02-02T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:09:14.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"homeless"  the Tallahassee homeless shelter mural  left end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/25681179/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/22/25681179_321a745d93.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/25681179/"&gt;&amp;quot;homeless&amp;quot;  the Tallahassee homeless shelter mural  left end.&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	"homeless" the Tallahassee homeless shelter mural left end.&lt;br /&gt;the Great Mural on the west wall of the tallahassee homeless shelter building, Tallahassee, Florida, usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ALONE ALL ALONE, NO ONE CAN&lt;br /&gt;MAKE IT THERE ALONE"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the sentence painted on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the strange canera angles, this mural is in a very difficult place to shoot a proper perspective! I had to stand right up next to this mural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go to this Set, this mural set, to see the whole mural in its entire wall, as this mural is about 50 feet long. You then can see the mural, from let to right, in order sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this mural I find very impressive.&lt;br /&gt;There are all sorts of symbols here. That "statue of liberty" is really a Christian cross, and it is tipped in the same excact angle as the left hand's "beans" that make up a cross in the other great tallahassee mural, about three blocks away!&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/22688554/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can make it to heaven alone, one needs Salvation and Angels, the Spirtual life of the Soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 13 Jul '05, 7.50am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113889295403318097?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113889295403318097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113889295403318097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113889295403318097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113889295403318097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/02/homeless-tallahassee-homeless-shelter.html' title='&quot;homeless&quot;  the Tallahassee homeless shelter mural  left end.'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113880868349257325</id><published>2006-02-01T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T10:44:43.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>links</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/81154488/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/81154488_ba43d4d8fa.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/81154488/"&gt;links&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	I now have a great number of links to things Flickr, like of the "random photo" and Tools for photo people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus some of my personal favorite photo-sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click *on* the image to go to see the URLs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113880868349257325?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113880868349257325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113880868349257325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113880868349257325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113880868349257325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/02/links.html' title='links'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113846611998601612</id><published>2006-01-28T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:35:20.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a canon a410 sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/92159572/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/92159572_da54d03494.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/92159572/"&gt;a canon a410 sunset&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	a canon a410 sunset&lt;br /&gt;sunset, Tallahassee, florida, usa, with my new canon a410, my very first couple of shots, these two sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an element of spookyness with this photo as if you look at the very top of that flagpole-thing, then at the right of it, the blob og cirrus clouds seem to spell out theree letters!!&lt;br /&gt;There, to me, looks to be an "N" at the end of row, I cannot "make out" the other two seeming-patches that could look to be letters!&lt;br /&gt;---anyone else see letters to the left of the "N"?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 28 Jan '06, 10.37am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113846611998601612?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113846611998601612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113846611998601612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113846611998601612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113846611998601612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/01/canon-a410-sunset.html' title='a canon a410 sunset'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113759891173637202</id><published>2006-01-18T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T10:41:51.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in a psychic forum, someone wrote about how all of her life she had visions of end times and earthchanges, but "where are they"?!   Her lament is below, then my reply is added.&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;==================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote="XXXXX  Like many of you on this board and elsewhere, I have believed- no, I have known for most of my life that humanity was on the cusp of some extraordinary change/s. With each passing year, my sense of this coming "event" or chain of events grew stronger. I would say that, on some level, I have known this was coming for my entire life but I only &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been so much a part of the fabric of my life, my consciousness that it is very difficult to ask, even faceciously, if I have been deluded in my belief that a change was upon us. But I am being quite serious here. I feel that something, whatever "it" was supposed to be, should have happened by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it has not. We're all still here. Nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So- seriously- have we been suffering from some shared delusion? Or have Higher forces interfered with what might have been our fate, and postponed or cancelled transformative events? Or are they imminent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI  X...., hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is one quote in its entirety, from a post a way back&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few years ago, I wrote: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the years i have been given a number of earthchange visions where &lt;br /&gt;terrible things are going to occur to the earth and to us all on it. &lt;br /&gt;In 1995 or so, i was given a "final" vision conerning these endtimic &lt;br /&gt;earthchanges.....that these upheavals were[are] going to be DELAYED &lt;br /&gt;or even canceled! &lt;br /&gt;In shortened form, here it is... &lt;br /&gt;========================================= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about the fall of 1995, i had a dream vision. &lt;br /&gt;I went to my high school, to my 1960 Upstate new York Home &lt;br /&gt;Town, with my graduating class of 29 students ---to have a class &lt;br /&gt;reuinion there. &lt;br /&gt;I met with them all, in a classroom and i had news for them! &lt;br /&gt;I told them all something, a "something" that was coming THROUGH me as &lt;br /&gt;if I were channeling this messege from a yet higher realm of Spirit. &lt;br /&gt;I merely said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that the Lord, in his &lt;br /&gt;mercy, has permitted an INDIAN SUMMER of the Spirit, to bless the earth, &lt;br /&gt;at this &lt;br /&gt;time. ..and that everyone should take great &lt;br /&gt;advantage, of this time of &lt;br /&gt;grace, to progress one's soul, and to get &lt;br /&gt;right with spirit, and to &lt;br /&gt;finish up all the creative acts, of one's &lt;br /&gt;life, for the end times and earthchanges that were &lt;br /&gt;to have now[1995] to have begun ----they are now to be DELAYED &lt;br /&gt;or even to be lessened in severity when they DO come"! &lt;br /&gt;then I woke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREESTONE'S COMMENTS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later...I began to think about this little vision. &lt;br /&gt;MY! what a symbol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDIAN SUMMER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my childhood place of growing-up (where this &lt;br /&gt;high school,is) there is this thing called, "Indian &lt;br /&gt;Summer". &lt;br /&gt;it is where there is a whole stretch of mild &lt;br /&gt;weather, in the late fall. Winter should have begun by now, &lt;br /&gt;but there is a delay of this cold. There are perfect skies, warm &lt;br /&gt;temperatures, calm winds, and the leaves are &lt;br /&gt;so so colorful. The Mildness can &lt;br /&gt;go on for a week, or even for several weeks. &lt;br /&gt;it is a time for to get &lt;br /&gt;ready for winter; and a time to enjoy the &lt;br /&gt;beauty of upstate New York, at &lt;br /&gt;its fine-est. the cold fronts are delayed, &lt;br /&gt;for weeks...and it is &lt;br /&gt;70 degrees every day, under clear blue skies...and all &lt;br /&gt;the leaves fire &lt;br /&gt;off their colors.....sometimes all at once! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, from this dream maybe we will have a delay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[from 1995!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe two..maybe &lt;br /&gt;ten......have a calm earth. no great mass upheavals. &lt;br /&gt;it is a &lt;br /&gt;time to "finish up the Schoolwork", of one's life-missions, &lt;br /&gt;in our high school that is of our earthly Incarnations. We should make &lt;br /&gt;amends with all people, to &lt;br /&gt;forgive one and all, and to love...to be &lt;br /&gt;creative..to reach out to Spirit, and &lt;br /&gt;to let go of what you cannot take with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the Northlands, if there is an Indian &lt;br /&gt;Summer, that seems to go on, &lt;br /&gt;seemingly, forever: watch out!!! &lt;br /&gt;---for WHEN the arctic blast comes, &lt;br /&gt;it will roar in BIG TIME, and freeze everything &lt;br /&gt;dead, in one Withering, freezing, blast. 40 mph &lt;br /&gt;winds and bitter &lt;br /&gt;temperatures, with snow covering everything, will occur overnight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during this time of &lt;br /&gt;grace!---finish up high school, &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;prepare for college! Yes, College!-----the &lt;br /&gt;new millenium-to-come; our "new Earth and the new heavens"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, you know, maybe we all will die of &lt;br /&gt;death instead of earthchanges! we all may die of natural causes &lt;br /&gt;instead of mass-dying in &lt;br /&gt;some great Catastrophie of earth-upheaval. Each one of us, then, &lt;br /&gt;if this delay is so, will have our very own personal rapture, &lt;br /&gt;our own personal entrance into the Spirit world, as each of us &lt;br /&gt;dies in accidents, or of sicknessess, or of all the other ways to die. &lt;br /&gt;==================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read Anne kirdwood's "channeling mother mary"&lt;br /&gt;too, on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.baproducts.com/junjul96.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;June/July 1996 Issue #28&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For a sample printed copy or to subscribe, contact B&amp;A Products at the address or phone number shown above or on our Home page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have asked about the predictions given in Mary's Message to the World and why some haven't happened. In our "Mary's Message/Newsletter" June/July 1996 Issue #28, Mother Mary addressed this. (Note: Annie and Byron's section are not included with this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mother Mary's section &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear children,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with great joy, and with great love that I encourage you to stay committed as you bring forgiveness and unconditional love to your family. When you make a decision or commitment to love unconditionally, you join many who are learning to be at peace. Unconditional love will spread peace from heart to heart. Only by living in unconditional love, will humanity begin to change for the better. When humanity begins to shift and change its consciousness, then great benefits will be extended to everyone on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people all over the world are praying for good, for a betterment to their situation and lives. The betterment may be for an end to war, or the end of a family squabble, or it could be for an improvement in their economic situation. More and more people are praying for good, and any prayer for good, improvement or betterment helps. Many people are taking actions and doing what they can to bring peace to their family. They have committed themselves to heal their addictions, and in so doing, they help humanity to change for the better. Many people are turning to their religions with new hope, and new fervor. Many people all over the world are seeking to change themselves for the better. Some are looking to better their economic situation, others are looking to better their educational life, and still others are seeking to better their life in general. Many people are growing, and seeking to grow spiritually. Many more are in prayer for the healing of society, and this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more awareness of how each of you affect others. More people are giving a thought of how they are living. In many places in the world there is now an awareness of how each person affects the planet and environment. No longer are people unaware of the plight of the planet. Everyone is aware of the many people who live on earth, who are sharing the air, water, and minerals. People are aware of each other, their affect on the planet, and their affect on the whole of humanity. Even the most uneducated understand that they can join with others and make great differences in their governments, their environment and in their plight. Many are taking action and are praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is this awareness, these decisions and understanding that has benefitted the whole of humanity. The many disasters I told you about in past messages have been delayed and minimized to such an extent that a grace period has been granted humanity. You will find that the next few years will be given to you in order that you may be ready and prepared in total. You will have an extension of up to ten years. During the ten-year grace period, there will still be many storms and the weather will continue to be erratic and unusual. People will lose their life because of the weather and because of natural disaster. People will continue to comment on the weird and unusual weather. Scientists will give many explanations, but none will be able to tell you exactly what is happening with Mother Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still my wish that all be prepared for any eventuality. It is my desire that you remain prepared for any emergency which could arise. When you remain prepared both spiritually and physically, you are ready to help others. You are ready to do your part to bring calmness and peace into chaotic situations. You are more than ready to be of service to mankind, and in so doing you are ready to be of service to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2012 will be a year of monumental change, which will affect all areas of your life. Between now and this year of change, many people will develop new perceptions and new understandings. Many people will seek to find the inner healing of a peaceful soul. During this time, I call upon you, my aware children, to increase your prayers, so that this grace period will be extended to its fullest of fifteen years. Pray that the population of this world will be aware of the damages that war and violence has on the environment, and to the inner environment of the soul. Pray that a greater number of people will open their eyes to the joys of living a spirit-filled life while on earth. Pray that people will open their ears, and hear the call of Spirit for a soul healing. Pray that families will learn to live in peace, and that all family violence will be eradicated from the face of earth. Pray that children will become aware of their full potential. Pray for teachers and parents. Pray they will teach peace and unconditional love through the example of their personal life, and through the workings of the arts and sciences of mankind. You have done so well, my children. It is a new challenge that I bring. It is the challenge of living your life so that people who are blind can see the beauty of the soul. It is the challenge of teaching others how to love, by loving yourself and all people unconditionally. It's the challenge of being the best you were created to be, not from the outside in, but from the inside out. You are to love and forgive yourself unconditionally, and love and forgive your loved ones in this manner. You will extend the love of appreciation and acceptance to every person who comes into your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so much concerned with the outer things in your life; what you eat, what you drink, what you wear, or how you look. Be more concerned with what is eating at your heart, what you're keeping hidden from yourself, what addictions or obsessions may be wearing away your spirit connection, and of how you look in your heart of hearts. When you take care of the inside, your heart and mind, then and only then, the outer issues will take care of themselves. Pray to be loving at all times, not just the outer manifestations of a loving person, but the inner manifestations of a loving soul. People can put on the face of a loving person and hold the mask of sweetness in place for a time, but the truly loving heart will be seen in the midst of anger, and in the midst of great tribulation. A spirit-filled person will be calm in the face of chaos and will be brave and courageous when in great fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be more vigilant now during this blessed period of grace. Let your inner guidance lead you in ways to heal the issues of the heart. Allow your spirit to guide you to live a life that is filled with the joy of unconditional love, the peace of a forgiving soul, and the beauty of willing spirit. I am loving you and am proud of you, my faithful children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary, Mother of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, freestone, have had several dreams that inferred something about my own Death, a death that did not occur, around the time of January 2005.   i have apparently been given a personal delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own feelings, in addition to my dream and mother mary's channeling, is that there are a LOT of terrible events "scheduled", but did not occur, for whatever reason, having to do with Grace, either directly, or indirectly, due to our own "advances", collectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---reminds me of that aricle about the man with AIDS who prepared to die, set up his whole future to get ready to die as the doctors gave to him something like of six to nine more months to live: his body looked like, probably, a truck ran over it, as the aids had ravished it greatly.&lt;br /&gt;    but New Drugs came out and now he faces that he could live for ten to 30 years yet!&lt;br /&gt;"NOW what"? he asks, as he had planned for years that he would have no future, he did all of his legal work, his estate work, his goodbyes, his Acceptances, his forgivensess, but he still lives!   his script was now over but his feet is glued to the Stage, the play still goes on but he has turned over that last page of his life-script!&lt;br /&gt;now what?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even suspect that many people who read this are in the same Boat: they were supposed to have died in some nameless disaster, but did not!&lt;br /&gt;I even suspect this is why so so so many people are "waiting for the shoe to drop", and they feel like a kind of sword is hanging over their heads, as&lt;br /&gt;they are thinking, "surely by NOW, the Great ???? is to occur, I set it up before i incarnated, to die by the hand of this ???? event"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "thinking":    "I set it up with the Masters/Jesus that i will die by this event, thus as this event has not occured and I *know* that it seems late, it will occur momentarily, surely surely it *will*, as the master told me so, and He has been my Guide for 10,000 years, thus my recurrant visions all of my life reflect this event to come, thus i post my dreams on this forum, etc,etc,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the Lord Giveth Grace, long after you were born, the Coach changes the play in midgame, the Coach changes the football pass strategy *after*&lt;br /&gt;the Huddle and play has begun, the ball is passed back to the reciever:&lt;br /&gt;*then* they find out that the Coach has changed what was planned, thus some players are now alone out in left field, their position is now useless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but where oh where *IS* this event?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the Mother Mary prediction, she says "up to ten years of grace", and&lt;br /&gt;her message was given in 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you can now sort of live *like* you had already died!  that is...live like you are now living in the "cleansing heavens" where incoming souls&lt;br /&gt;clean up their lives, a bit, from the vestages of the earthlife that cannot go up with them into the real heavens, above.   begin to live *like* you were already IN heaven, now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long?&lt;br /&gt;how long will this indian summer last?&lt;br /&gt;2008?&lt;br /&gt;2012?!&lt;br /&gt;??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we all will arrive in the new vibrational heavens, the New heavens, by Death, not by "earthchanges/wars"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"death".....by merely dying of old age, accidents, etc, etc: the usual stuff of how each of us dies.&lt;br /&gt;Only take 40 years to turn the field over, for us older readers.&lt;br /&gt;by then much of humanity will be in heaven: no earthupheavals needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe then Indeed there will be no real major disasters except for the "local" ones, no astroids, no comets, only more of what you read about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe not!&lt;br /&gt;maybe after a mild indian summer, winter "makes up for lost time" and then a major major "cold front comes", like in 2012, a 50 mile wide astroid wipes us away, or that the Sun will go Nova!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own dream, the angel says....as I see my life-path ahead of me, but just behind me i see a crack in the ground that runs at right angles to the path, and extends from horizen to horizen!  A crack about two inches wide and runs way way down into the bedrock!&lt;br /&gt;"the Separation has occurred, but has been stopped, and has been stopped for the foreseable future"!!&lt;br /&gt;---this dream is describing my own death that did not occur, my own&lt;br /&gt;"challange" that this here dream gives to me is that in a sense I have become "separated' from the physical plane, thus i might live on my 5th floor senior center for years and be even MORE the Autistic, more separated from "normal life"!  as if i had begun the dying process, the separation of soul from body, but was stopped in mid-separation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway....this is why i will probably see, in the years ahead, a lot of psychics with a pie-in-the-face, having few "hits" come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVER-WRITTEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen truly, but years later the event does not occur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why once I 'stumbled" through a astral school of some sort, for new arrived souls.  i found the personal library of the cirriculum director, a room full of books just outside of his office, he was not in his office so that i could look freely around but i saw a calander memo book on the table.&lt;br /&gt;This book was the "year-planner", day by day calander, for the year&lt;br /&gt;2005.&lt;br /&gt;[dream occured in late 2004!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i was having a look at his day by day planning calendar, for this Master, i felt a bit like of that apprentice in that walt disney cartoon about the "Sorcerer's Apprentice" sneaking into the master's room to look up a spell on how to get the broom to fetch the water for the master's bath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found *this* entry&lt;br /&gt;----January 27th 2005&lt;br /&gt;One Age Rolls over into the next age [on this day]!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no feeling, no expression, just like a master would write this, i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, sports fans. tis things like of these that give to me Hope, *or* fear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113759891173637202?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113759891173637202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113759891173637202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113759891173637202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113759891173637202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-psychic-forum-someone-wrote-about.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113690598749943361</id><published>2006-01-10T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T10:13:07.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>glorious</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/49469842/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/49469842_fb1051ef17.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/49469842/"&gt;glorious&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	glorious&lt;br /&gt;oh my! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another Tallahassee, Florida, USA, sunset, glorious to behold.&lt;br /&gt;Taken in the early evening, about the middle of September, after the Hurricanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 10th, 2006....&lt;br /&gt;Someone in the prophecies forums&lt;br /&gt;forum.prophecies.us/&lt;br /&gt;saw an angel with wings outstretched.&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;The one with id #449 looks like it has two angels with the wings spread!!! In the reddish part on the right!! Can you see them?[/quote].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I see the Wings. This *would* make this photo "Glorious" indeed!&lt;br /&gt;I must have an uncounscious "eye" for this, seeing these and then taking the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those people who would believe that angels would indeed manipulate the cloud matter to create images of "classical angels", I would say to them, that I have always considered this area of the country to be Blessed. But probably all places of the world have angels who Guard and bless the area under their influnces. The Bible, and other spiritual books, say that this is so, that angels watch over cities and countries, and of especially pretty areas of the world, and sacred places too!&lt;br /&gt;However, it is even more possible, while angels exist, they would "wait" till a "random" angel-pattern exists, then they would quickly Inspire me to get my camera out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 4 Oct '05, 5.06pm EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113690598749943361?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113690598749943361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113690598749943361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113690598749943361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113690598749943361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/01/glorious.html' title='glorious'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113681962903431884</id><published>2006-01-09T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T10:13:54.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The face</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/38223743/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/38223743_e3e3e53e25.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/38223743/"&gt;The face&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	---I have rewritten the "description" for this photo image of the face in the cloud, a face in a Katrina rainband.  I thus post again.&lt;br /&gt;=============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is january 9th, 2006, over four months since this photo was taken, now maybe I can comment with a bit of "time distance" upon it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane Katrina was still about 100 miles out in the Gulf, about 120 miles from new Orleans. The time was about 3 Pm in the afternoon, on the 28th, a day before Katrina came ashore.&lt;br /&gt;I had just walked out of my senior residence, having seen the currant radar map for the Gulf region, on their big screen television. I live in Tallahassee, Florida, usa, about 400 miles east of New Orleans. As I watched this radar depiction, I was very very impressed about how the outer rainbands extended very very far towards the east, and in fact the outermost rainband was positioned just to the southeast of Tallahassee. This spiral rainband system was over 500 miles wide!&lt;br /&gt;I grabed my camera and rain out of the building, to watch this powerfull squall line come across the city, a small hurricane in and of itself! [see my tagged "Katrina" photos to see some of this rainband!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood facing East, the rainband still had some clouds to the east. I suddenly noticed a very very quick forming cloud formation, it seemed just just boil out of the clouds in seconds so I quickly snapped a photo of this cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only later that I saw that this whole cloud consisted of a head and of a Face!! This face is facing directly New Olreans! It is looking at new Orleans!&lt;br /&gt;Faces in the clouds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[there is a flickrgroup devoted to this type of phenomena.....&lt;br /&gt;www.flickr.com/groups/45964373@N00/ ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Face of Katrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you make of this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do *I* make of this face?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---In some Flickr forum, I suggested that this face could even be of an "real"&lt;br /&gt;Appearence, a Real Apparition, like of the Mother Mary appearences, say, of a god or of God Himself, and that He could be looking at New orleans either in Judgement or in Sympathy for the peoples who would have to live with the damage, or both. I then found out how severely a person could be Flammed, in a forum, as a result! Any mention of the "supernatural" is a Great Great Affront to most Intelligent people these days! photographers tend to be very inteligent and "practical", thus no "supernatural" is permitted, in their photos or in their lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it also interesting that&lt;br /&gt;people of a more "primitive" culture, and times, would agree utterly that this face is an Appearence of a God, a god in their parthenon of Gods, usually the One that is in charge of storms.&lt;br /&gt;whether be Zeus, Thor, Shiva, the ancient people would instantly know what the appearence of a face of their god, in a storm, would mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the face is still "there"! I have not retouched or "photoshpped" this image in any way, you see what I saw, here. I have posted this image into several "spiritual" forums, and one lady even wrote back that she sees also additional images in these clouds directly under the face-cloud, images of angels and of even Jesus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe even katrina was "Caused", created and guided, to hit new orleans, and this "face" symbolizes the counscious, self-aware Entity, that is in charge of this storm.&lt;br /&gt;[yet *another* bitter pill, not digestible, for the Intelligent modern person, to swallow!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I wonder what other "natural" disasters are likewise Caused, and driven?! The Bible has much much to say about the angels and archangels who are in charge of the Elements of nature: weather and the geology of the earth, for instance.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis hard enough for the average person to accept "political conspiricies" for causing the major events, like of the 9/11 or of the Oklahoma bombing, but even the Intelligent "leftist" conspiricy people cannot handle the concept of a "Spiritual Conspiricy"&lt;br /&gt;directing earthly events!! &lt;br /&gt;[the Book of Revelation is not popular in certain circles of people, these days!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is this image of a random formation, looking like a face?&lt;br /&gt;or....&lt;br /&gt;Is this image showing the face of a god, or of anArchangel, or of God, Himself, directing Katrina towards its target?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You* makes this Call, sports fans, you choose what this face means, to you. I will, here, just "offically" offer this photo in my photo album, as is. I will not "trumpet" any suggestion that this cloud *is* a face of God, I will leave this Interpetation to you, if you feel this is so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[if you use it on your site, please let me know, i would like to see the site.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---and futher comments that I added at the bottom of the photopage...&lt;br /&gt;=============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I seen and thought, in meditation, over this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I was, taking a photo of an eastern Katrina rainband, and when I&lt;br /&gt;looked later at the photo, ooooh Boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I took this photo, I felt a powerful feeling, about that tower of cloud, as if there really *was* a focus of effort, of an aware being, to create&lt;br /&gt;this cloud.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I note that the face is facing new Orleans, and facing that city even as the storm was 120 miles out to sea!&lt;br /&gt;this "Zeus", was looking at the Coastline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to imagine what it would say to me, if I asked it to talk, be aware that this writing of what he might say is only my own imaginations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---behold mankind, have ye Forgotten? Forgotten the Gods?! Once you all were aware that we controlled all of the weather, the volcanoes, the other Forces&lt;br /&gt;that move the earth. &lt;br /&gt;Yea, you have forgotten, in your intellectual arrogance, that there are Beings that are greater than you?! Beings that rule the elements, all of the four elements. Your professors of mind deny that we exist, and they worship Science instead.&lt;br /&gt;Woe oh woe, oh mankind who thinks that his all-encompassing knowledge is all, whereas this knowledge is but only a handful of sand: the Sahara sand dunes stand before him, unseen, of realities that he does not comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the Gods have a Boss that they report to, I feel! When the Boss feels that It Is Time, the Orders go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Inferred message]&lt;br /&gt;---that all storms and disaster-causing&lt;br /&gt;events are Caused, directed by Beings with an awareness, a consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;Once, we Prayed to them, for help, for preventions, to bring rain, to melt snow, to stop an oncoming storm.&lt;br /&gt;Alas, we have forgotten, all except a few of us; that the World now calls "superstitious spiritist religion" [voodoo or santaria] or "charismatic Christian"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gods even "wear watches" and they know what time it is, the Time of the Mayan/aztec/toltec end-of-age.&lt;br /&gt;[another "superstitious" something&lt;br /&gt;from long long ago, no one currantly keeps track of the great pyramid timeclock either, and now this clock is about to strike the midnight moment! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Gods now all turn to their tasks, the gyres and wheels of the clock ring the Hour!&lt;br /&gt;MEME, MEME, TEKEL, UPHARSIN&lt;br /&gt;--we might indeed be found wanting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe now the Signal has been given, maybe others too have seen the Face, or the Body, or heard the Name, of a God, getting ready to now act.&lt;br /&gt;maybe for me, at least, I have received the signal, that the Gods are now acting, if so, the avalanche has begun, of the great upheavals; soon, very very soon, we all could be living in refugee tents, all that are still alive, that is....p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANGOMA : My Odyssey Into the Spirit World of Africa &lt;br /&gt;---James Hall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a reviewer of this book, wrote, on&lt;br /&gt;www.amazon.com/&lt;br /&gt;[amazon.com]&lt;br /&gt;James Hall's odyssey into the spirit world of Africa makes nearly the entire output of today's spiritualists and self-help gurus- and much of the non-fiction of the past several decades- obsolete and insignificant. His biographical portrayal not only honors the spiritual and spiritualist's history as it is and was in African culture, a giant antithetical perspective to the Newtonian/Keynesian world of the West with our comfort in the worship of material objects and the acquisition of wealth from that perspective. It honors the spiritual world in total, and in so doing redeems the human spirit via the transformational path of action, self-awareness, enlightenment and active service to something greater than one self that could not by definition fit into comfortably established forms of sensibility and recognition. Sangoma can easily be compared to Herman Heese's Siddartha and the like, and should be on the booklists of every college course in literature as well as anthropolgy, religion and Africana studies. The only drawback, however accurate, was his depiction of many African natives as deceitful, in the context of his presence and study of the rituals of the Sangoma healer, without a further mentioning of the hostilities they suffered at the hands of the Western world before his arrival. An altogether wonderful and inspiring book that leaves you feeling like something beautiful in you has been powerfully affirmed.&lt;br /&gt;[I once, years ago, read this book, I found his experiences very overwheming in that he experienced realities that most westerners have never ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;Truly our western minds have before them a cup of Sand of knowledge, the whole of the sands of the Shahara desert lie unseen, and more importantly, unaknowledged as being "real", before them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 29 Aug '05, 8.18am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113681962903431884?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113681962903431884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113681962903431884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113681962903431884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113681962903431884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/01/face.html' title='The face'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113638826745527363</id><published>2006-01-04T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T10:24:27.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is last night's dream, a dream where I went to a ???? scene where&lt;br /&gt;I had the distinct feeling this area of the land is where Survivors live.&lt;br /&gt;a "kind of way way, or not so way, in the Future, kind of thing"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The skies were grey, never never ending grey!  Gloomy clouds, hazy sky, no light, no sun! The land looked ruined, the fields were all grown over, in what used to be farmlands.  The houses looked all unlived in, unattended.  I stood in what could have been an area of the usa where farming was done, I walked around a rural area, open countryside, abandoned fields everywheres.  Maybe like in Upstate new York, where i was born and raised&lt;br /&gt;   I entered some of the houses, only to find rot and abandoned stuff all strewn around.   I walked from house to house, each house was far apart, looking for people.   I found one house that had a very *very* strange "artifact" in it!   There was a table running the whole side of the room from end to end and on this here table were what looked like old television sets, about ten of them laid end to end, about two feet apart.  Someone had pasted paper cutouts of people, like as if from magazines, on the blank, dead, screens of these tvs!  As if maybe someone wanted to be reminded of "television", when now there were no more electric and no more tv stations!  But now this house was empty, the dweller was also gone. My dream attention was now drawn to these tvs!   The paper cutouts were moving!   They all began to dance and move on each and every tv, all in random dancing, as if the cutouts were minicing real images of tv images!!   How could this be?  How could they move, being pasted on a dead tube-screen?!&lt;br /&gt;   I left this house and wandered  for  miles and miles, the dream hours seemed like days.   i saw some breaks in the clouds to the southeast, so I wandered in that direction.    All of the roads were etiher under water or had trees growing in them!    I walked for hours mostly across barren fields.   I them came up upon a "real' dirt road, a road with ruts.  i followed this road to a house, a somewhat old house that was built in the "new age style";  i could see by the worn yard that someone lived in it now.   &lt;br /&gt;   The next scene was where I had talked to the person at great length, not really recalling what was talked about.  he mentioned that he had to 'go to work" now, as his volenteering was to fix roads, and thus us two walked out to an old road grader, and i got onto it with him and he &lt;br /&gt;drove it along the dirt road for several miles and then he dropped me off.&lt;br /&gt;I stood there a minute, then walked some more, southwards, walked towards yet more lighted skies.   i could then hear a dull roaring sound, i walked faster toward where this dirt road intersected a real paved road, with Zooming cars, by the dozens, zooming along at about 50 miles per hour!&lt;br /&gt;[what he heck?!]&lt;br /&gt;I walked a long this paved road, now, for several miles, to see a group of buildings along a lake.   in the side yard was a pile of rotting fruit, oranges, I could tell that these came from a local grove and well they would as I noted the live oak trees drapped with spanish moss, around this lake!&lt;br /&gt;But i could still see, off to the northwest, the edge of the clouds of the dull grey skies region, the place that i walked from hours before!   1200 miles of walking in maybe five dream walking miles: what gives?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Peanut Gallery members, who read this,  many of you would have assumed that this dream is a "Survivor dream after the Changes"! Some readers might have thought that I was writing about what our country will be like after some major Event of destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Certain dream events Give this Dream Away!   My dream is a dream of going out of body to walk around an astral, afterlife, world!   These worlds are very close together, in vibration, thus in "space", thus i can travel by foot from one to another quickly.  That row of tvs!   Those paper images were animated by astral energy of the previous owner, having just arrived after death and he missed his television, thus he created the images and animated them.  Eventually he moved on to a better realm, leaving the empty house, a house so close to his earth-memories.   Most of the people, here, have moved on in progressions, and only the "lagards", who die having little of Spirit in their hearts and lives, tend to come here, to occupy these sorry houses, in a never-ending grey day forever, until they can Move On, and leave, to be replaced yet by more newcomers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I post this account, in detail, too, as a PRECAUTIONARY  warning: that there are probably indeed people who have dreams like this and they think that what they see, and experience, is a "end times aftermath"&lt;br /&gt;dream!    they then post it, write it up in a book, and the readers might too think that this "place" is on the physical earth, whereas my dreamplace is in heaven, the spirit realm, the "etheric", not on earth material world, and not in our PHYSICAL future!&lt;br /&gt;[actually this place *could* be in your future faster than you think: when the time comes that you die!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many other visions, posted as a "earthchange survivor dream", are like of this?!   Readers might end up thinking that these probabile futures are for our physical earth, whereas these Seen realities are really in the astral/spirit realms: some of the worlds of Entrance, where souls begin their progressions to higher, better, heavens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113638826745527363?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113638826745527363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113638826745527363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113638826745527363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113638826745527363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113638434845548320</id><published>2006-01-04T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T09:19:08.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spring begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/81724295/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/81724295_4839acc604.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/81724295/"&gt;spring begins&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	spring begins&lt;br /&gt;this decidious magnolia has Chosen to announce the beginning of spring, here in tallahssee, florida, usa. there is yet another one in the shade that Agrees with this one! Tallahssee is on the 30th degree of latitude, spring begins *now* and lasts until early May. This is why I like to live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 3 Jan '06, 5.52pm EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113638434845548320?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113638434845548320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113638434845548320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113638434845548320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113638434845548320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/01/spring-begins.html' title='spring begins'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113624480723452790</id><published>2006-01-02T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:33:27.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>links</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/81154488/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/81154488_ba43d4d8fa.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/81154488/"&gt;links&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Here are some of my links that I have found, for flickr stuff, for weblogs, for photos and other interesting URL internet stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on photo to get the currant list, as it grows by the week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113624480723452790?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113624480723452790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113624480723452790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113624480723452790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113624480723452790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2006/01/links.html' title='links'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113595953205502250</id><published>2005-12-30T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:18:52.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>light on the Green!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/79102538/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/79102538_4dedc77194.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/79102538/"&gt;light on the Green!&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	light on the Green!&lt;br /&gt;Light and shadow upon the green grass, and just *so* green, do not tell the plants this, that today's date is Dec 29th.&lt;br /&gt;Tallahassee, florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! As if the sun beams down a spotlight upon this scene, so many side-shadows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that there are small flowers, even, at this time of year daffodils do not come out, except at these latitudes, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 29 Dec '05, 6.11pm EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113595953205502250?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113595953205502250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113595953205502250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113595953205502250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113595953205502250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/light-on-green.html' title='light on the Green!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113569441621038921</id><published>2005-12-27T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T09:40:16.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas day tallahassee 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/77603860/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/77603860_4de1e1eed2.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/77603860/"&gt;xmas day tallahassee 2&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Tallahassee, florida.  Taken on Christmas day, about 11 AM, looking to the north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I feel a sense of mystery here.   There is the greyhound bus station, to my rear, about a block away, and often travelers, on a bus change break, go outside to smoke or to stretch their legs.  they will see Tallahassee scenes like of this one, and I wonder what goes through the hearts and minds, of these people?!&lt;br /&gt;Many are from the cold North, this scene might be their first exposure to the subtropics.   The "lushness", the "green", the mysterious old mansions:  what kind of life is lived here, in these old houses?  What does living in a place, with daily scenes like of this one, do to one's Soul?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I see that some people, who live here, open up to Art&lt;br /&gt;and the expression of Art.  others Are Afraid, they become ever the more Conservative, in a kind of Reaction!   For living here would surely "urge" one to live in kind, to "Live Lushly"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live, myself, about a block or two &lt;br /&gt;away from this scene.  All of the "Xmas day photos", near this photo, where taken within one block from here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113569441621038921?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113569441621038921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113569441621038921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113569441621038921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113569441621038921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas-day-tallahassee-2.html' title='xmas day tallahassee 2'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113569309331006544</id><published>2005-12-27T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T09:22:49.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>palm tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/77603861/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/77603861_d51515b5eb.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/77603861/"&gt;palm tree&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tallahassee, Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice cabbage palm, taken on xmas day, about 11 am in the morning, looking to the North. Some of the palms, in the background, have sprung up from seed, "weeds" as it is....&lt;br /&gt;A nice blue sky with a few winter clouds.&lt;br /&gt;Add your comment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113569309331006544?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113569309331006544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113569309331006544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113569309331006544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113569309331006544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/palm-tree.html' title='palm tree'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113561599634973959</id><published>2005-12-26T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:53:16.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas day tallahassee</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/77603859/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/77603859_b0d485d1df.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/77603859/"&gt;xmas day tallahassee&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	xmas day tallahassee&lt;br /&gt;This is what december 25th looks like, here in Tallahassee, Fla! Nice and green.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, Christmas morning, and as I walk the streets, it is as if I am the very last man alive; no cars, no people, even at 11 am in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;here is a near-tropical paridise, where this scene could also be dated for January 25th, as well, sometimes the temperature could even reach 80 degrees, one or two days in january. But I have seen 10 degrees too, in that month!&lt;br /&gt;So here I walk alone, this xmas morning. The shadows are quite apparent&lt;br /&gt;on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 26 Dec '05, 11.21am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113561599634973959?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113561599634973959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113561599634973959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113561599634973959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113561599634973959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas-day-tallahassee.html' title='xmas day tallahassee'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113561509728284946</id><published>2005-12-26T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:38:22.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>me in a reflective window</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/77604800/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/42/77604800_3caffda4f9.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/77604800/"&gt;me in a reflective window&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	me in a reflective window&lt;br /&gt;There is a window, a huge window, here near where I live, where everything is reflected, so I took this photo of myself with the Tallahassee, fla, background, on about 10 am on Xmas day.&lt;br /&gt;the street is empty of people and cars, I look to ba alone, here about 11 am on Christmas day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 26 Dec '05, 11.23am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113561509728284946?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113561509728284946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113561509728284946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113561509728284946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113561509728284946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-in-reflective-window.html' title='me in a reflective window'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113474607938099871</id><published>2005-12-16T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T10:14:39.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>japanese maple</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/74122981/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/20/74122981_f120be3313.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/74122981/"&gt;japanese maple&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	japanese maple&lt;br /&gt;a japanese maple in front of my georgia belle residence, tallahassee, fla.&lt;br /&gt;fall comes late to tallahassee, today is the&lt;br /&gt;16th of december, and this tree is only about half colored. Some trees that change colors will do so in early january! some trees drop their leaves even as they sprout the new spring leaves as Spring begin here around the middle of febuary, or even the earlier; i have seen northern bushes flower in the middle of january, here!&lt;br /&gt;Spring and fall shake hands, there is a bit of snow about once in 6 to 15 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 16 Dec '05, 10.05am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113474607938099871?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113474607938099871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113474607938099871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113474607938099871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113474607938099871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/japanese-maple.html' title='japanese maple'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113465614231685989</id><published>2005-12-15T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T09:15:42.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the Glow</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/55274684/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/55274684_c078bd2fda.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/55274684/"&gt;the Glow&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	the Glow&lt;br /&gt;Evening at Tallahassee, fla, looking west. The sunset reveals this Amazing cloud. rain is falling under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 23 Oct '05, 2.06pm EST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this from the 10th floor, last summer.   tallahassee has over 80 thunderstorm days a year, i see so many thunderhead clouds here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113465614231685989?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113465614231685989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113465614231685989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113465614231685989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113465614231685989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/glow.html' title='the Glow'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113440104454640477</id><published>2005-12-12T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T10:24:04.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY THE HOPI PROPHECIES COULD BE WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hi again, all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read, here in the predictions discussion, yet another posting of the &lt;br /&gt;HOPI PROPHECIES.  I have seen these many many times and in slight variances, over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of the "warnings" have now come true, there is a reason why&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the "dreaded outcome", the earthchanges/end times&lt;br /&gt;of the great time of Purifications, that they foresee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL NOT OCCUR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over written!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus if I am right, the prophecy will now be "wrong"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[worth, to me, bringing this out of the thread about the Hopi prophecy, just to get my idea to the light of day!   At the bottom of this post is a huge huge "bombshell" of a channeled statement, truly a one sentence&lt;br /&gt;statement that could explain ALL of the last 40 to 50 years of our history and why *you* are living in such great stress-filled Times!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while I agree with this, that I have seen this prophecy many times, every time that I read it somewheres, I have a new insight about the end times and prophecy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having a series of dreams, over the last few months, where I have been shown something that the more I think and meditate about these dreams, the more Radical my feelings become about our collective future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I will now digress into delving into my two recent dreams and ramble on and on and on, as I am going to end up making a statement, near the end of this "talk", where I am going to say that the 2011/12 times will be a "NO SHOW", nothing might even happen, and we all go on living, and living, and living, and living, without any great collective earthchanges at all, much to the "consternation" of some of these prophets on this board!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again:  the two dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...I was shown that two of my friends would die before me, but &lt;br /&gt;"that I would be here, hanging on the the material world, until&lt;br /&gt;THE VERY END"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2...My airplane to India is waiting on the runway, in Line to come pick up passengers, the number of this plane is "85".  I see the number list over the ticket counter and the present number is "10".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coupling these two dreams with my other experiences, where I cannot readily write about these, I have come to a conclusion about dream number 1....That the "very end" means one of two things, one, that this very end is a collective end, like of "2011".&lt;br /&gt;OR..."The very end", is a phrase that I have read, from a spirit guide, a guide who wrote about people who have a death experience but live, then as they have passed their Set Up deathdate, set up before they were born, they will, as this guide says, "live until the VERY END of their genetic&lt;br /&gt;strength, until their body completely unravels due to old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also about dream number 2...I had first thought, as this dream was given to me on the 10th month, that the 85th month from then, minus ten months, would be about January of 2011, an ominous time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the myths and "protocols" of interpretations, I have found, do not examine the number of months, it examines the number of Years, thus "85" months is really "85 years"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 64 now, was 64 in that 10th, October month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 + 4 = 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, if anyone still follows me, this dream, I see now, is inferring that I will live to be 85 years old.   One of my grandfathers lived that long, both grandmothers lived till 98 or 99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the more time that goes by, if some great disaster will occur, the less that I will be capable of surviving this, as I will be ever ever the older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---now back to the Hopi prophecy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---this is one Impressive prophecy, sports fans!   I can see, and sense, that the Seers went ahead into time and experienced scenes that they had no cultural background for!&lt;br /&gt;These scenes now have all occurred, the Shoe is waiting to drop.  And *when* this shoe drops, so to speak, all manners of terrible things will occur to the world: we now have gone beyond the very last "event" sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I will stick out my "neck" as I cannot prove this idea to you all, or even to myself!  All that I sense, is that something "HAPPENED"&lt;br /&gt;after about 1960, or so, that Alters what was foreseen!   I cannot here really say if some Being or beings interfered, or that perhaps the human race has gotten its act together better than it appears, in the light of currant events, so that the terrible events will not occur at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words, I will live a good life until the very very last drop, as that coffee ad says, Maxwell coffee!  No major catastrophes, either in 2011 or even 2020, I might die at 85 years old, in 2026, as I am 64 years old now!&lt;br /&gt;nothing major until at least 2026!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found "Traces", over the years, of something that could have INDEED altered it all.....I now recall one of these "findings" and I will now&lt;br /&gt;post it here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time, once, about 1977, at my summer cottage, reading books about Spiritualism, mostly channeled works.  The local Ithaca bookstore had an estate sell to them a man's whole collection of Spiritualism books. I dove in.  I would sit on the front porch next to Cayuga lake, all that summer when I was in the mood, I would read.&lt;br /&gt;     There was a book, written from South Africa, where a young man, a rock musician and sports car owner, was killed in a car accident.  His father was, of course, heartbroken.  However, his father had a talent for automatic writing, and soon his son, waking up in the afterlife, made contact with his father and then began to channel a journal, his journal of his heavenly progress through the planes and spheres of the afterlife.  The father had a book published with a year or so of these weekly, or so, channeled accounts from his son.&lt;br /&gt;    The son mentioned the words  "sports car" and  "rock and roll".&lt;br /&gt;mentioned these words often.   They both lived in the major city, there, on the very coast of the country of South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;This book was published about 1970, maybe even later.   There was no "time" stated in the journals or from the father, so that I do not know when the son died.  &lt;br /&gt;I suspect the timeframe was about either late 50s [Elvis Presley period]&lt;br /&gt;or the late 60s.  Probably the late 60s or even the very early 70s, was when he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget that one or two lines the son stated to his father, in one of the transcriptions, when the son was well advanced in his progress through the upward progressional path through the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;The son was commenting upon the reason &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why the youth of today are so restless"?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave a reason why the youth of today are so restless, in one sentence, a "hydrogen bomb" of a sentence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the reason why the youth of today are so restless is that Jesus Christ has come down through the heavens and now, today, he sits *right* at the boundary of the Astral plane that is nearest to the earthplane, so that his permanent setting there is right at the boundry and all of His energy&lt;br /&gt;and vibrations are stimulating all of today's youths!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---and here is the "match' that ignites this "hydrogen bomb"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A writer once visited an Ashram, in India, in the 70s or 80s.  he spent several weeks with the Guru.  The writer had high respects for this Guru, a very spiritual person.  There were quite a few visitors and dwellers, lots of devotees, both Indian and western, at this compound of buildings.&lt;br /&gt;[not sai baba, ??????]&lt;br /&gt;However this writer soon noticed that most of these devotees were *anything* but "spiritual", in fact many of them were near-insane!  They seemed to be over-reacting to everything, very unbalanced, very self-centered!&lt;br /&gt;   One day this writer went to ask this Guru as to why he seemed to attract&lt;br /&gt;relatively calm devotees, who later became anything *but* calm, as if the reason for all of this was the Guru himself! [shades of "demonic Guru/Cult!"]&lt;br /&gt;The Guru said, " I Know that I am channeling God, the highest vibration, and channeling it into the area of this ashram, thus onto everyone around me.  The reason why all the devotees are near-crazy, is that this Shakti&lt;br /&gt;energy stirs up everything that is inside of them, especially the stuff that is repressed or forgotten deep in the lower mind, this energy brings it all out"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[as in "toxin release!!"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;"bang"!  The "hydrogen bomb" is now exploded!   One now should sit back and meditate upon that one sentence about Jesus coming right down to the barrier between heaven and earth, the Place where if he came "one more inch down" he would have to Incarnate on the earth!&lt;br /&gt;for....&lt;br /&gt;Now you would know *WHY* these last 40+ years are so 'crazy" and why all of the lower chackras of many of our teens and "ghetto dwellers" are so stimulated!  And why Drugs are so popular as now everyone knows that&lt;br /&gt;there is more to life than the physical world, due to Jesus constantly bathing our earthplane with his vibrations!&lt;br /&gt;Thus we all might be "in that ashram", so to speak, being radiated with&lt;br /&gt;Christ's energy, some people advance 30 lifetimes in one life, and some others do a great Toxin release, of all of the crud that is in their 'basement"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...Maybe here is why the Hopi prophecies, as well as all of the others, from Nostradamus to cayce, are now&lt;br /&gt;OVER-WRITTEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as close to the Second Coming as one could get, without a actual physical appearance!   And you are living in it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, this is why I sense that the "shoe" has not dropped yet, and might never ever drop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect, if I were to think about it, and I will do this, is that 90% of all of the Changes, from 1960 to 2005, can be traced back to Jesus Christ permanently sitting on the boundary between the Astral plane and the Earthplane!&lt;br /&gt;we are being radiated upon, every moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113440104454640477?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113440104454640477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113440104454640477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113440104454640477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113440104454640477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-hopi-prophecies-could-be-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113413998240067675</id><published>2005-12-09T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:53:02.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://freestone.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/GetStillimage2-791281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://freestone.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/GetStillimage2-789938.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Cornell university live camera, &lt;a href=http://www.cornell.edu&gt;http://www.cornell.edu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hometown is just above that little strip of snow at the top, across the lake!&lt;br /&gt;40 to 100 inches a years.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---a letter that i will insert into all of my 6 or so xmas cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I sit, Christmas 2005, at a library computer, writing a bit of writing so that I can print this out to include in my Xmas cards to my relatives and friends.&lt;br /&gt;  I do not like the idea of "mass mailings" in my cards but my writing is so so poor that no one can read what I write at all!   But I type at 5 words per min so there *must* be just one typing for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister's writing was so poor, that in her social work MSW position, she could write a confidential client memo and leave it on her desk and go for lunch and that memo would be perfectly safe, no one could read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas weeks are full of 1000 little events, where I live in Tallahassee and at my senior residence at Georgia belle apartments.  I see lots of embraces and huggings, the relatives come often to see their children.&lt;br /&gt;   my walks in a subtropical location are often very nice.   I come from a place where they get 40 to 100 inches of snow a year, tis nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the christmasses of my past, the childhood xmases and the ones from the 90s when I lived near my aunt in upstate new York.  But today, I have no children or wife, I live alone and I like that.  My gift givngs tend to be just to mail out cards to a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only "advice" would be to appreciate one's health and to appreciate what it means to have to celebrate the birth of Jesus and what that would mean to one's own personal life.  Then, to appreciate all of the little things in life, to take time to slowly meander through life as there are goodness in the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus have a good year to come, with this in mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113413998240067675?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113413998240067675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113413998240067675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113413998240067675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113413998240067675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/from-cornell-university-live-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113405213767133711</id><published>2005-12-08T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:28:57.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...posted to a prophecy forum.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day I was over in the "currant events" section and there was yet another thread about how the us government more or less did in the trade center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewheres here, I took a long walk over to the lunch place a real gourmet cafe that is inside of the local St John's Episcopal church, and sat down and ate my wonderful little lunch with real whipped cream and pondered more a bit, as the Christmas carols played on, over the sound system, in the auditorium, enjoying the quiet before the 60 kids come in for lunch from the local high school, to ponder this a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that there is a great Perspective being Lost, in all of these political conspiracy writings, a basic issue not seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"worship the creator, not the created" ....???[maybe the Bible]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if a garden represents the garden of your life's work on earth, the Grub&lt;br /&gt;Hoe is the tool that is of all of the material possessions that you own, that you use to hoe this garden with.  If you collect hoes and brag to your friends about them, the garden grows up in weeds.  But if you toss this hoe away, all you have is your bare hands and your garden grows up in weeds"!....Anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets suppose that the 9/11 conspiracy people get their wish and have the president and all of his cabinet impeached.  Like taking out Wendy's or McDonald's hamburgers, outlaw these mega-franchises from doing business, why another chain will just spring up to fill the Void, maybe hardees or KFC!   The tree that falls in the woods, that empty spot will be soon enroached upon by all of the lesser trees that were in the shade!&lt;br /&gt; So if Bush is Gone, the political machine will just generate yet another&lt;br /&gt;cabal, maybe even a worse one!&lt;br /&gt;   "aha" you say, maybe we all should pull out the Roots, ban all politics and then enact pure Socialism, outlaw capitalism!&lt;br /&gt;Do what Professor Singer wants, to utterly divide the wealth of the world so that each human being has *exactly* the same amount!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what then happens when Larry Hinseonic, in New Zealand, then buys a pack of cigarettes?!   Then the world's wealth is no more equal!  One person now has more, one person now has less, than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outlaw money?&lt;br /&gt;---then someone will use conch shells for trade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Point is....Sports fans....Is that all of these Solutions from the Left and the Right are  "THING" solutions!&lt;br /&gt;One does not take things through that door called the "Tombstone"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus in a profound sense, for me at least, it does not matter that 10 Ruling families control the Oil, or that the government blows up 9/11, all of this is such that all of the perpetuators of these Acts are acting as if&lt;br /&gt;Things Count!   Count as "ends", not "means" to an end of growing your soul so to be able to enjoy the afterlife eternal after going through that tombstone door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one must check in all of their Tools at the construction shack, at the end of the life's day, and to leave that garden for good.  None of these tools go with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shudder at all of the Left's wanting all people to be "equal".  That means that the dancer must wear lead weights as she dances, as she is better than *you* at dancing and that will Offend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a college professor who buys a $190,000 stereo system, why the amplifier alone costs $30,000 and the connecting cables cost $1000!!&lt;br /&gt;This professor is doing research on the *most* exotic, hard to detect, Tones in certain classical music and his paper that he writes is really a book to be published.   For this guy, his music system , at $190,000, might not even be ENOUGH, not sensitive enough, even at that level of sophistication: he then goes out and Upgrades to the amount of $80,000 more!!  Thus he now has a very very expensive grub hoe!  But he Needs this Hoe!&lt;br /&gt;Now take a homeless person who might buy a $5 boom box at the thrift&lt;br /&gt;shop, for him this is an extravagance beyond his need or means, what he really needs is a nice meal!&lt;br /&gt;This homeless person, thusly, is in the "Sin" of extravagance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus my Prediction for the next 5 to 50 years is now to be made, here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD WILL END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really really Will end, all of those prophets that have Bible/new age ideas, thump this rant on their pulpits, they are all  right, even the ones back in the 1800s. It will end in *your* lifetime and no more fall tree colors or pretty earthly scenes as you will now be DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;and...That is the point, as "death" will come to all, and does it matter if you control all of the world's oil, or direct the Imperial Romeness of America, your tombstone is assured and then what?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the "saved", the Rapture will also occur!&lt;br /&gt;["saved"....Either as given, for the Christians, or to have soul connections to the Great Spirit, for the new agers]&lt;br /&gt;["rapture"...After death your soul goes to live where Spirit is, and your soul does not live in those lower realms of the astral worlds, where the "unspirited" people go.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;---whether a Tidal wave takes you out, whether a 2012 asteroid blows your body to atoms, or whether only a bad flu, or old age takes you out, your Personal Death is the same exact death as if millions die at the same moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus all of the conspiracy theories, the rants on politics, the wants for "revolutions" of the social orders, why They all are of a certain flavor of "materialsms"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none of these are "real" when measured by the yardstick of spirit, facing death, except as "Uses"!   It is how they are used that count.  Used to grow your soul, in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113405213767133711?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113405213767133711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113405213767133711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113405213767133711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113405213767133711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113388264550580640</id><published>2005-12-06T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T10:24:05.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slottsparken</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fxdirect/64681535/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/64681535_63027e4c54.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fxdirect/64681535/"&gt;Slottsparken&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/fxdirect/"&gt;fxdirect&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	--from flickr.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/fxdirect/&lt;br /&gt;posted in his photos, this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slottsparken&lt;br /&gt;While walking to the Malmö Museum, I happened to snap this shot of the park. I am amazed by how this came out. Especially so since it was raining like you wouldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by fxdirect on 19 Nov '05, 12.24am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113388264550580640?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113388264550580640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113388264550580640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113388264550580640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113388264550580640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/slottsparken.html' title='Slottsparken'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113387672085089563</id><published>2005-12-06T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T08:45:20.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PILLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live at a senior independent living facility.  The other day, I left my room about 6 PM to take the elevator downstairs.   As the elevator door opened, someone else from my floor slowly walked up to the door and we both got on.   I noted that she had grocery bags in her hands and I could see that the front bag was full of pill bottles.   As this elevator goes to the basement where the recycle bins are, I assumed that she was throwing out her trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as she got on and turned, I could hear the rattle of pills in those empty bottles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked her if she was throwing out old pills.  &lt;br /&gt;She replied, "I am just going to say with relatives overnight, be back tomorrow noon".   I have to have my pills that I have to take"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I estimated, sports fans, that there were about 20 to 30 containers of pills in that bag!!  This means that she would take 20 to 30 different KINDS of prescriptions and meds between 6 Pm and noon the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is not the only one in this building that does this!&lt;br /&gt;The desk lady tells me about the two ladies that takes 20 pills every morning first thing up.&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the guy who I overheard talking about the five conditions that he has and I there realized that he could indeed talk three hours about his condition and he would not even begin to repeat himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for many here, "health" *IS* their second career!   I suspect that many here have to go see the doctor three or four times a week, for tests, followups, checkups, prescriptions, treatments, exams, Planning, evaluations...etc...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each visit would consume most of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For them, life IS "maintenance"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful to the lord and to Spirit and your genes, for your health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I might take the "devil's advocate" position.  What if these people were living in, say, 1905?   They would not have any of these pills, perhaps only one or two, but these elders might not be even alive!&lt;br /&gt;Thus, these 20 pills a day may well keep these older people able to live independently, and out of the end-state nursing home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will have extra time to get right with their souls, their relatives, their life!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more time to learn to love, to forgive someone, to become Saved with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;   Why my own father, who had turned against me, was given an extra year by Spirit:&lt;br /&gt;he made amends with me, and he lived that one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think that:  that these pill takers at least have the opportunity to&lt;br /&gt;have extra time to learn of life and to grow their souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem!&lt;br /&gt;these 20-pill-a-day people are MY and YOUR future!    Why even last week&lt;br /&gt;in yahoonews, there was this article below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2005/11/051130090614.htm&gt;http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2005/11/051130090614.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Yahoo.com NEWS ]&lt;br /&gt;Source:   Lifespan &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Date:   2005-11-30 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insulin Levels Drop With Progression Of Alzheimer's Disease, Linked To Tangles In Brain&lt;br /&gt;Researchers at Rhode Island Hospital and Brown Medical School have discovered that insulin and its receptors drop significantly in the brain during the early stages of Alzheimer's disease, and that levels decline progressively as the disease becomes more severe, leading to further evidence that Alzheimer's is a new type of diabetes. They also found that acetylcholine deficiency, a hallmark of the disease, is linked directly to the loss of insulin and insulin-like growth factor function in the brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The study, published in the November issue of the Journal of Alzheimer's Disease (http://www.j-alz.com), is the first to look at insulin levels early in the course of the disease. The authors' previous work published earlier this year primarily focused on the late stages of Alzheimer's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Insulin disappears early and dramatically in Alzheimer's disease. And many of the unexplained features of Alzheimer's, such as cell death and tangles in the brain, appear to be linked to abnormalities in insulin signaling. This demonstrates that the disease is most likely a neuroendocrine disorder, or another type of diabetes," says senior author Suzanne M. de la Monte, a neuropathologist at Rhode Island Hospital and a professor of pathology at Brown Medical School in Providence, RI. &lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They probably will soon develop a "pill" for this and then anyone who is susceptible to Alzheimers, even at an early age, *especially* at an early age, will take one to three pills a day &lt;br /&gt;FOR LIFE&lt;br /&gt;and these people will *run* to the pharmacy to get these pills to keep senility away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus "pills", by the dozens, are in our future!&lt;br /&gt;You will gladly take them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113387672085089563?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113387672085089563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113387672085089563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113387672085089563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113387672085089563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/pills-i-live-at-senior-independent.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113379612247781935</id><published>2005-12-05T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:22:02.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>getting ready for supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/58722015/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/58722015_c07d087414.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/58722015/"&gt;getting ready for supper&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	getting ready for supper&lt;br /&gt;Here at Georgia Belle, the workers and volenteers are getting supper ready.&lt;br /&gt;[Yes i know, this photo will not win awards for technicalness, but I take photos for the journalness of my life, as well as for photoquality!&lt;br /&gt;I live here. i eat supper twice per week and i help out one day of the two. Tonight the supper is lasaunia, a very good lasaunia too. Some people come for all the weekly meals, other pick and choose, tonight there was about 40 to 50 people eating.&lt;br /&gt;ten years ago, i would never have thought that I would live here: many of you all will find that as you grow older, you might like an "Independant living facility" too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the food is good here. There is a dish to pass meal about once per month, very well attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see that the halloween decorations are still up, but i took this photo around that time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 1 Nov '05, 6.12pm EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113379612247781935?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113379612247781935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113379612247781935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113379612247781935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113379612247781935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/12/getting-ready-for-supper.html' title='getting ready for supper'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113302205972696110</id><published>2005-11-26T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T11:20:59.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>early morning tallahassee.  Anything is Now Possible</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/67127691/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/67127691_8e4ea56eb6.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/67127691/"&gt;early morning tallahassee.  Anything is Now Possible&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	early morning tallahassee. Anything is Now Possible&lt;br /&gt;A nice tallahassee, florida, early morning, the sky and the light and the trees, infer to me that Anything Is Now Possible, in life, Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fall tree, and the rest is subtropical greenery year around. A nice day to say "yes" to life, in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 26 Nov '05, 11.10am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113302205972696110?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113302205972696110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113302205972696110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113302205972696110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113302205972696110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/11/early-morning-tallahassee-anything-is.html' title='early morning tallahassee.  Anything is Now Possible'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113275619194361845</id><published>2005-11-23T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T09:29:51.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--here is a letter of Thanksgiving that I posted to all of my "subscribers" to my yahoosite where I keep my writings of my dreams and visions and prophecies, with other people's prophecies too, for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freestonefiles/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freestonefiles/&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[you might have to sign up for free at yahoo.com if you do not already have an account there, to read these writings, only takes a minute to do so.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, the day before Thanksgiving.   I have thought, as I walked over to this Library computer, getting up in the 35 degree cold morning, to walk to the coffee shop, and to walk to here, that I have had this Freestonefiles site, now, for a number of years.  I had first started it, back before weblogs had even existed.   I never did have a phone, so that I could never have a "real" internet site of my own, the "half full cup" of the disibility pension cannot deal with how phones cost the earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I have posted my own dreams and then also have collected some of the writings, from the net, that I really really liked, here, over the years.&lt;br /&gt;---Ya know, the internet today is full of end time prophecies, and most of them have the "due date" to be only in a few years!  I do not have a good Feel for most of them, though!  I sense that many of them &lt;br /&gt;are riddled with the psychological bias of the Giver!  One "standard"&lt;br /&gt;varient that I have seen, is like of this: "New Orleans is a sin filled city, full of homosexuals, and will get the hurricanes that it deserves, as God's punishment for sin-filled behaviors"!&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel these types of predictions are right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, have had to "deal" with an ever present dream theme that was telling me, over the last year or two, ever the more stridently, as time went by, as if I was not really listening, that my own death was immanent!&lt;br /&gt;However, during the last few months, i have had dreams that Angels or Guides have told me that I have now an Extension of time to live, and I will live until the &lt;br /&gt;"very end"! &lt;br /&gt;["very end", as of 2011/12, as that is when this very end is supposed to be, according to my currant, November 2005, dreams!]&lt;br /&gt;Too, I have the dream impression that the "earthchanges" will be in "nickle and dime" amounts, not in some "mass death" of millions of people all at once!&lt;br /&gt;I was told that many of my friends will die before me, but that I will be here until the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of strange weather, political events, and earth actions, but no&lt;br /&gt;real "60% of humanity killed all at once, I see it, for the next 6 to 7 years!&lt;br /&gt;Life will go On, School for souls will continue, school to maximize&lt;br /&gt;the [my] four soul/spirit Truths.&lt;br /&gt;1 Love.&lt;br /&gt;2 Understandings&lt;br /&gt;3 Goodness in everything felt, thought of, or done.&lt;br /&gt;4  creative imaginations, using the three Principles, above; try to think out of the boxes that have existed for all of history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;try to live now on earth as *if* you were already in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Then when you get there, you will already be "up to speed", for the best heaven experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, this Thanksgiving 2005, I have a lot to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;we all do, actually.&lt;br /&gt;Cayce, Nostradamus, et all, could be actually "overwritten" by Grace from Spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the store "Best Buy", the other day.  This store specializes in electronics, video games and systems, computers, music, videos.  So many choices as to what to watch or do on TV!&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I have come to the Conclusion:  that it is as IF most of us have "won the million dollar lottery", and there are now SO many choices, large and small, out there, that we can choose to say "yes" to, that influences our soul growth for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, if we all "have a problem", I see this problem a bit "Differently" than the Liberal left/fundamentalist christians do, about what is wrong with our society!&lt;br /&gt;I see our problem, collectively, as that the amount of choices and opportunities availible, today, has outstripped our self disipline&lt;br /&gt;capibilities to handle all of the amount of knowledge and power that is now out there for us to use!&lt;br /&gt;"THE MILLIONARE", an old TV program from the 50s, shows this well: where each week this hidden rich business owner gives a million dollars, of 1957 money, to a random picked person, then the show depicts what this person did with the money.  &lt;br /&gt;Some people blew it.  some used it wisely.&lt;br /&gt;Thus today the bookstores are filled with books, the music cds line the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;But does all of this just lead to 20,000 sex images on your hard drive, or does this Richness lead something "higher"?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is *YOUR* choice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if the "final judgement" is being done in advance of our deaths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hotter the water, the more sturdy the sides of the cookpot must be!&lt;br /&gt;The more cuurant in the wire, the more thicker the insulation must be, or the currant will short out, and go to the lowest area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----this is my only "condemation" of this present times:&lt;br /&gt;not enough self awareness of... "touch the new puppy and it becomes yours"!   Not enough awareness of, "whatever you say YES to, now becomes your responsibiility for!&lt;br /&gt;---like of that true story of the lady who was offered a free goat and she accepted it:&lt;br /&gt;she had the land for it, but she had to buy the fence and the food and water troughs, etc,etc, plus the food, plust the vet bills, the shots, etc.  her free goat cost her $4,000, in the first year alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never enter a contest that if you won the Prize you cannot deal with this prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So say "Yes" to things that grow your soul, in the four "sayings" that I list, above;  this is my only advice until the year 2011/12, when maybe School is over, for *this* Class, of the human race!&lt;br /&gt;--for we all have now an "Indian Summer", to have a few years of Grace, to finish up our lives in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the year to come, in the 5 to 6 years to come, the Lord willing, I will continue to post my dreams, and to collect and to post what I feel are "good" predictions and observations, about our present times and of our Future, here in Freestonefiles.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your subscriptions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113275619194361845?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113275619194361845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113275619194361845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113275619194361845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113275619194361845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/11/here-is-letter-of-thanksgiving-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113267397422906920</id><published>2005-11-22T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:39:34.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea serpent barrier</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/readerwalker/62989011/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/62989011_154405c252.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/readerwalker/62989011/"&gt;Sea serpent barrier&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/readerwalker/"&gt;readerwalker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	--from my friend Eric's site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea serpent barrier&lt;br /&gt;Guards Landis Green against vehicles at one point. Several serpents like this block other areas around FSU campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by readerwalker on 13 Nov '05, 7.06pm EST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I feel that this is a creative thing, probably a project of the Lab's students, at FSU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113267397422906920?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113267397422906920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113267397422906920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113267397422906920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113267397422906920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/11/sea-serpent-barrier.html' title='Sea serpent barrier'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113258672283230320</id><published>2005-11-21T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T10:25:22.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since this master's prophecy was overwritten, and I am living beyond my lifescript's end, I have had&lt;br /&gt;occasional dreams that warned me that  I will not live long.  Often vague as to time and place, there was litlte way that i could tell if these dreams were only "psychological" or from a lower spirit world, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, i had two impressive dreams, however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...I was shown that I have two old friends from trhe 1971 days of Hippiedom, one I have not seen for years, the other i know well, and see to this day about once per week.  i was told that both of them would "soon let go of the grasp of the material world, but that I would hold on until the END"!&lt;br /&gt;["END" stated in a certain "grave" Tone of pronouncings!]   As if this End infers some great score line across the path of collective mankind!]&lt;br /&gt;inference: that both of these friends will die before me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then In yet another dream i was shown that i would live until late 2011 or early 2012.  &lt;br /&gt;I guess until the "end", the "Mayan 2011 end of the age"!&lt;br /&gt;2...I sat before a Customs lady, an India lady, to process to move to India, in an airport, in this here second dream.  I had this dream on october 26th.  After she&lt;br /&gt;signs the paper, she gives to me an Indian sweet roll for me to eat, and i eat it.&lt;br /&gt;[in dream spirit language, this infers a Binding Contract"!]&lt;br /&gt;she then tells me that my plane number is "85", and it is already there at the airport but it is waiting in line to take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;["85", to me is a personal number that infers one meaning to me, something meaning my probable death!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up at the signboard to see how long i will have to wait, there was a set&lt;br /&gt;of numbers across the top of the ticket counter, white screens from 1 to 12.  the 10th one was lit up and some of the light "bled" into the next screen, the 11th screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[october 26th of 2005, the 10th month, almost the 11th month.  if there is one month per count, the 85th month will make it about janurary 2012!&lt;br /&gt;PLUS:  jan 25th of 2005, where Sai baba's memo book indicated the "rollover of the age", my possible death, the count has it where the 10th month from january of 2005 is october of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably an event of collective magnitude having to do with 2011/12, as i am suppossed to be here until the "end"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i might have about six years left, six years to seven years of being on my life-stage after the Acts are done with: i wonder if i can do any "Encores"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113258672283230320?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113258672283230320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113258672283230320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113258672283230320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113258672283230320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/11/since-this-masters-prophecy-was.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113241588686535790</id><published>2005-11-19T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T10:58:07.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a nice late tallahassee  afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/64788559/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/64788559_d72eb9bc66.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/64788559/"&gt;a nice late tallahassee  afternoon&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	a nice late tallahassee afternoon&lt;br /&gt;the parking lot of Georgia belle, Tallahassee, fla, looking south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been taking so many tallahassee pictures of late as all of the plants look withered due to the Drought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like those cirrus clouds, there are many types of these in the wintertime.&lt;br /&gt;Shadows creep across the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 19 Nov '05, 10.49am EST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113241588686535790?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113241588686535790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113241588686535790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113241588686535790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113241588686535790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/11/nice-late-tallahassee-afternoon.html' title='a nice late tallahassee  afternoon'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113224113662937854</id><published>2005-11-17T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T10:25:36.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my little dream of a few days ago, and in it, to me, is an Incredible Bombshell of a prophecy, something that i will pray and ponder over, for months and months to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often, i find, that if i were to have a dream where some great disaster is to occur soon, that is not so: dream is only "psychological"!&lt;br /&gt;[in dreams: 'apples" mean "pears", and "pears" will mean "apples"!]&lt;br /&gt;But if a dream has a message about "XXX" then sometimes if an 'aside" is mentioned, and *that* little aside might be a bombshell of a message, like of this one that i will here post!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, as i walked across the city graveyard, away from all of the traffic roar, only the dead for company, i walked where i could see the sun about to set, and then i had this strange strange feeling, a feeling as if from some Alternate reality, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;--That I was walking across an open field, on some road or path, being the only person alive, for miles and miles around, nearly the last man alive on earth, so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me to thinking about the dream series of a few nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was in a room where two of my friends were standing, a man and his wife [of 1971], two close 1971 friends, i still see him today, why just yesterday, but his wife divorced and moved far away and i have not seen her for 30 years!&lt;br /&gt;Both of them, in my dream, were telling me, each of them, "I am going to&lt;br /&gt;leave[drop] the attachment to Materiality soon".  [the material world of things, money, etc.].&lt;br /&gt;    Then i said, "I will keep my attachment until the very very end, then i will drop this attachment too, immediately."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was all of this dream, right that moment after i awoke, i had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was yet *another* dream the earlier part of the night, this was where i met a "customs officer lady" at the airport counter, and she was India Indian and she processed my passport and assigned me my airplane as i am to move to India.&lt;br /&gt;She tells me that the plane number is&lt;br /&gt;"85" and that this plane has landed and is awaiting at the end of the runway for the planes ahead of it to come up to the boarding dock.&lt;br /&gt;I then look over the passengar counter and note a series of numbers across the top of the wall, &lt;br /&gt;there were about 12 or so of these numbers, 1-12 to maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12  maybe.&lt;br /&gt;the number "11" was lit up, but i could see that this light "bled" into the corner of the "12" glass.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two dreams in the same night;  this means that they are linked together.&lt;br /&gt;since the dream occured on October 26th, of this 2005 year, there was a clue!   &lt;br /&gt;the very end of the 11th month!   near the very beginning of the 12th month.&lt;br /&gt;there are now 75 more airplanes to go, as of october 26th,  number 11 is now boarding.&lt;br /&gt;One month per plane!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to India, Bararta Land, maybe, the plane to heaven takes off with me on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i see what my two friends mean:  "they will die before me"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remain alive until the END!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"end"?!&lt;br /&gt;---*that* is the bombshell, for me, as the "end", here, is not my death, as such, or that death of my two friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UNTIL THE VERY VERY END", to me, means the end of a  period of Collective Time, where everyone's end comes, the collective "end of the world", or of 'these times"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus my two dreams is yet *another* take on 2011/2012!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturall Spirit could over-write this in a second, but this is now how i see my future, that my two friends will die soon [flu?] accident? [car accident?],  but that i will live until the very end of the Age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113224113662937854?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113224113662937854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113224113662937854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113224113662937854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113224113662937854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/11/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113033741109367553</id><published>2005-10-26T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T10:36:51.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some of my dreams are strange, some dreams are weird, some I cannot even comment on!&lt;br /&gt;Here, On the morning of the 26th of October,  I began the first of two dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE:   I seemed to be in Sathya Sai Baba's Ashram, in India!   Many many small events, but I learned somehow that this here Sai baba went to some city and then he went down into a cellar where there were workers who toiled in terrible working conditions with a real slave driver of a boss, probably these workers were of the low Caste group too!  &lt;br /&gt;   baba told them that their oppression did not come from without, so much as their oppression came from within!   Their own mindsets set them up for exploitations!&lt;br /&gt;They believed that they did not deserve better, so they did not look for better, or to quit.   Thus their Real problem was to overcome the oppressor within, their own self concepts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO:  this dream occurred after wards, by hours and a waking up.  So why was I in an airport seeking an airplane to go to India when I was "just there" in my last dream only an hour or so ago?!  I was going to move to India, in this dream.&lt;br /&gt;[such "dissonance" in dream meanings usually infers that the meaning is utterly different: this trip is NOT about India at all, but something to symbolize India, perhaps]&lt;br /&gt;   The plane number was "85".   I sat at a desk with an older India lady who checked all of my papers and tickets and Approved them all.&lt;br /&gt;   I then heard the announcement, in this airport, that the plane had just been checked and was waiting in line for boarding.&lt;br /&gt;[the trip is ON, now Set!]&lt;br /&gt;I noted that the departure board gave a number of "10" with a slight light showing in the "11" window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????&lt;br /&gt;Since I know what  the "85" means, some number that is very very important in my life and it infers a space of time and years and of a kind of "doubling", as two things happened at the same time, *like*,  "40 + 45 = 85", the "10" will have the same connotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning: I will go to India in either a bit over 5, or 10 years from now, NOT to&lt;br /&gt;physical India, perhaps, but to "Bhararta Land", their Name for heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either, thus, a death warning dream, OR maybe I will even go to India, but on this disability pension that I have, there is no way that I can even afford to&lt;br /&gt;fly to the "non-stop" airport, let alone to India: would take both much more money *and* a very stable economy and earthchange world, before I could go there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113033741109367553?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113033741109367553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113033741109367553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113033741109367553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113033741109367553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-of-my-dreams-are-strange-some.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113015960759208991</id><published>2005-10-24T09:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T09:13:33.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mirror mirror on the wall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/55273969/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/55273969_e041654412.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/55273969/"&gt;mirror mirror on the wall.&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	mirror mirror on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;me, myself, as self-taken in my bathroom mirror! I am 64 years old, single. Not the greatest, of course, but I wanted a shot of me in a mirror as there are sites and groups that have this as a requirement, to submit to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 23 Oct '05, 3.04pm EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113015960759208991?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113015960759208991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113015960759208991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113015960759208991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113015960759208991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/10/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title='mirror mirror on the wall.'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-113009603603515309</id><published>2005-10-23T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T15:33:56.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the Glow</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/55274684/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/55274684_c078bd2fda.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/55274684/"&gt;the Glow&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	the Glow&lt;br /&gt;Evening at Tallahassee, fla, looking west. The sunset reveals this Amazing cloud. rain is falling under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 23 Oct '05, 3.06pm EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-113009603603515309?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/113009603603515309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=113009603603515309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113009603603515309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/113009603603515309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/10/glow.html' title='the Glow'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112972894696535549</id><published>2005-10-19T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T09:35:46.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful aunt in upstate new york, my father's sister.  she&lt;br /&gt;is a very very devout Christian and she is the choir director and organist at her small town church.  She had maybe 8 children, now she has over 25 grandkids, and she is 80 years old and she does more in one day, everyday, than maybe someone might do in a week!   &lt;br /&gt;    She only really gets angry when the word "abortion' is mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, she has a secret bookshelf where she keeps books by Carl Jung, as she does not want her fundamentalist kids to find them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a letter from her yesterday, where she wrote how she was listening to Paul harvey, and Paul harvey was telling about the &lt;br /&gt;"Black Hole that will soon eat up the solar system"&lt;br /&gt;[debunked at&lt;br /&gt;http://forum.prophecies.us/viewtopic.php?t=12073&amp;highlight=black+hole&lt;br /&gt;here on the foums!]&lt;br /&gt;...but this, to her, half believible story got her to thinking about the End Times, ala the christian version of the fundamentalists, which, of course is outlined in the Bible, and known to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her "Take" on it, surprised me greatly!   SO greatly, in fact, that i will post her version here, with my comments, as I she that she is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says that  [at the black hole event: but *any* mass-death event will Do, fill in the Blank with your favorite mass death thing, like of 30 volcanoes going off at once or an astroid or Bird Flu, where one stranger coughing in your face will mean a 95% chance of Death in three days!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says that at the event of ........  a very great number of people will die at once. &lt;br /&gt; [ Since they will have "died before their times", they will have no preparations for this, thus they all will "wake up" on some bleak astral plain, in the lower astral heavens, on the first level up from the earth.]&lt;br /&gt;  As these people, thousands and thousands awake, scattered all over this dim lighted place, suddenly Jesus appears in the sky with the trumpets sounding and the angels all around Him.&lt;br /&gt;[the Dead are resurrected!]&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, when jesus appears, he takes his saved souls up one level to the SECOND heaven, and this is the RAPTURE!   &lt;br /&gt;There, in this second heaven, Jesus will enable that 1000 years [one age]&lt;br /&gt;of Spiritual laws, His laws, for the souls.  [this is why there will be no sickness there as there are no microbes there in heaven!]&lt;br /&gt;   My aunt says nothing about the forst astral level souls who are Left Behind and cannot be raptured, maybe they live there or eventually reincarnate back to the earth, after 2013 or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus i am somewhat surprised, here is a idea put forth by her that is as "new age" as they come and i agree with her 100%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, at the "new" rural church a couple of miles away, there is a painting on the wall, in the small office. &lt;br /&gt;This church is a Jehovah's Witness church, and they built it all by volenteer work, by all of the members, and they bought a square of land from my father, it sits about 200 feet from my childhood home!&lt;br /&gt;While my aunt never ever been in it, i sometimes was visiting it, thus i saw the painting, a painting of the Restored Eden, which is the earth after Jesus comes again, an earth that will be made up utterly of God's laws and there will be no more aging or sickness, and that Jesus will now rule everything.&lt;br /&gt;[Jehovah's witness people believe that their members will live, after death, in a literal re-created earth, where heaven WILL be the earth restored.   They also belive that their original members, the 144,000 are already in the higher heavens, and that no more will come there, thus Jesus restores the earth for *them*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so many people put down the Jehovah's witness beliefs, call them a "cult", but they have, to me, the MOST Lucid view of the afterlife, of any of the Established churches!  Just substitute the 'earth", for the 'second heaven", above, this is why there will be no more sickness and aging and Jesus laws, of course.  the 144,000 live on the THIRD heaven where Jesus lives, the celestial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this* is why the Fundamentalists "end times/afterlife" stuff is so "tricky", as most people cannot imagine how we could live, biologically, without germs existing, on some Jehovah's Witness "earth";  scienticifly impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these Book of revelational events are to occur in the Spirit worlds!&lt;br /&gt;It is hard for the average person to comprehend such worlds, thus the popular images have to be "literal"!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, you *will*, some day, in some manner, Confront the second coming, in some form, as you will DIE some day, this is why that Message&lt;br /&gt;keeps being hurled from the pulpits, and very very few Listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus if some "super-event"  would occur, where 50,000 or 5,000,000 were to die in a day, then Spirit would have this "second coming"&lt;br /&gt;Plan in place for these victums.  This plan could be used over and over again, of course, for each Super-event, it might even have been used&lt;br /&gt;a number of times already!!    Only the "local Gods" would appear, maybe, instead of jesus!&lt;br /&gt;the Tsumumi wave in Sumatra!&lt;br /&gt;the  Pakistan earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;Katrina!&lt;br /&gt;---all of these killed many many people all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my other post&lt;br /&gt;http://forum.prophecies.us/viewtopic.php?t=13124&lt;br /&gt;the SHOUT dream: Jesus will be seen on earth!&lt;br /&gt;"someone near me, in nearly the same excitment, says something like......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus Christ has appeared on the earthplane, in some manner!! He is there for all to see"!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is where the victums of Pakistan or katrina were lifted to this second astral heaven, then Jesus appears to all of them, then some, or many of them are Lifted, Raptured, to the second heaven where a permanent Home has been prepared for them, where spiritual laws are the only reality, as this level is far enogh up from the earth so that all of the earth&lt;br /&gt;ways of Laws do not hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Tis wonderful to know that there is a Plan in Place, for such disasters,whether they be rather small, or Huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112972894696535549?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112972894696535549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112972894696535549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112972894696535549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112972894696535549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/10/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112964591035344490</id><published>2005-10-18T10:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T10:31:50.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my living room wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/53378800/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/53378800_ef1ab8b095.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/53378800/"&gt;my living room wall&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	my living room wall&lt;br /&gt;part of the wall of my living room. I live in an efficency apartment, in Georgia Belle Apartments, for independant living.&lt;br /&gt;yes, 64 years old.&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;br /&gt;look at the wall, see the pile of computer games, mostly role-playing games. There is a gamebox cover on the wall. This is where my recreational heart is!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if any of the other seniors, here, have a playstation one, a playstation 2, a N64, a dreamcast?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 17 Oct '05, 9.52am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112964591035344490?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112964591035344490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112964591035344490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112964591035344490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112964591035344490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-living-room-wall.html' title='my living room wall'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112930026273865332</id><published>2005-10-14T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T10:31:02.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the dream where jusus is seen to appear to many on earth</title><content type='html'>hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a dream.&lt;br /&gt; But inside of this dream is a Prophecy,  this "prophecy"&lt;br /&gt;infers there will be one of the most amazing,  to-come,  Events possible, in our immediate future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream.   Looks like a standard dream, but very very quickly, even in the dream, I can sense that this is no ordinary dream, dreamed by "ordinary dreaming" folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I park my yellow dodge dart car on the large parking lot next to the Lake.&lt;br /&gt;[I owned such a car in 1968.  this is my body!]&lt;br /&gt;I began to walk away from this empty lot, up the path next to the creek, a creek that ran into the hills next to the lake.   On the other side of this creek, up on the hill, I could see many many old large mansions, huge&lt;br /&gt;"1880" type of Gothic/Georgian/Greek Revival mansions, all in disrepair.&lt;br /&gt;      Soon i found a bridge that crossed this large river-like creek and then on the Other Side there was a small graveyard to walk through, then up the steep hill to the first of the row of close-together houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[parking lot on the flats next to the lake, and the creek flats = the world, the material plane.&lt;br /&gt;bridge...graveyard...up the hill =  this dream is not a dream, but a astral travel dream into the lower astral, the astral level next to the earth, where the souls first arrive after dying!  Not a "negative" lower astral plane, but this level is the next level up from the earthsphere, a level where many people go to right after they die.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  explored one of these old mansions and found that there was someone living in it.   He, at first, was bothered by my intrusion, but as this dream&lt;br /&gt;continued for "dream hours", maybe dreamdays, I got to become friends with the owner and all of his many friends who lived with him or came to visit him.  The outside of his house was drab and paint-needing, but the decor inside was wonderious and rich with interesting collections and artworks!&lt;br /&gt;I learned that all of these old "rotten" houses had owners and that no one here is concerned with outer "apperences" here, as the inner life is ALL, so that no one cuts the grass or paints and in the lower astral, "rot" does not matter!&lt;br /&gt;   This man seems to be an "occult master" of some sort, very advanced in the magick arts.   i can only remember bits of the many many hours there, but one event stands out: that i came to a room where many of his friends were playing with a game console!   Each of the ten or so people had a small black box about 6 inches square.  These boxes look&lt;br /&gt;"primitive" but  i could tell that these boxes created a "game" that one lived in, the gameworld was indentical to "real reality"!  I also read the promo sheet ad for these boxes, I could tell that there is a factory that produces these probably by the millions, *you*, someday will play this system after you die!&lt;br /&gt;    I eventually left this house and floated away from this huge mansion,  across a large open field, telling a couple of his friends not to come with me, i actually said, in this dream, "stay away from me, there can be only be me astral traveling back to my car"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[an objective astral heaven experience]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i flew slowly off, back down the hill towards the flats, the earth, this master sat in Lotus-position on a rock, and waved to me goodbye and as i floated off several hundred feet, i could dimly hear his parting words, telepathicly, in my head, "come back any time when you are Traveling, to see me"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what makes this astral travel experience a PROPHECY, is what happened just as i began to leave the house, I floated, across this field next to the house, about 50 feet high over the ground!&lt;br /&gt;the sky was dark, nightlike.   Suddenly, in the quiet of the astral night, i could dimly hear a shouting of about a hundred people, from far far off, and downwards like they all were down near the parking lot.  This shouting got louder and louder and it seemed as if there were now many many thousands of voices!   The shouting now had an excited sound to it, the word "Hosanna" came to mind, the voices were full of excitiment and&lt;br /&gt;Praise-like glee: hard to describe.  I could tell that these sounds were coming from people were were incarnated, living, on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;maybe my best description of the sounds would be like....&lt;br /&gt;"score: 24 to 27, hometeam is losing, but in the last ten seconds of the game, the hometeam scores a touchdown and kickpoint, now 31 to 27, hometeam wins the Big Game, 65,000 cheer in football ectasy"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone near me, in nearly the same excitment, says something like.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus Christ has appeared on the earthplane, in some manner!!  He is there for all to see"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[maybe that is why I left immediately to go back down to earth!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I floated back to my car and then the last scene was where i was at my childhood home, near the state park where the "real" parking lot was.&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up.  No Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY COMMENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...  From what i have read, and from what i have learned, Time passage is seen differently on the astral near the earth.  A medium's Guide once&lt;br /&gt;said, "if i were to state that one of her clients were to die in one year, this really means that this person would die in two years as there is about a year's worth of time-difference between my level and the earthplane"!&lt;br /&gt;  Thus, an event that is happening "NOW", in the lower astral plane of&lt;br /&gt;the first real heavens, an event that has an earth plane counterpart; is an event that WILL occur a year or three or five, in the future of the earthplane.  Thus this "shouting" heard from way up in heaven, would either be "shouting" heard from five years in the past, or several years in the future, from my Now of October 14th/05.   &lt;br /&gt;Since no one has proclaimed that Jesus is amongst us now, this event is in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2...The other day, I had posted a long, mostly quoted, article about how many psychics and predictors see a probable future coming out of 4 to 9 probable futures, only one of them will be our real one, some of these are not nice futures!&lt;br /&gt;   NOW i am beginning to feel that there is a "Joker" in the Deck, a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This* one is the one that is set up by the Christ himself, and while the number ten is "my" number, an extra number beyond the "9 probablilities",  the "10" is the number of the Tenth Avatar, the man on the White Horse with the red robe, the man who appears both in the book of Revelations *and* in the Hindu prophecies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalki", or "Kalkhi", is His Name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Lamb", of course, in the book of revelations, the Name.&lt;br /&gt;in a phrase, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THE SECOND COMING"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i will not stick my neck out to say that this astral event presages, predicts, the second coming *as* the christian people foresee it, if all of what i had experienced has any "realness" to it, then thousands and thousands, millions, maybe, people will see Jesus, recognize Jesus,  there amoungst them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3...this "10th" probability, will be really really a "wild card", be utterly&lt;br /&gt;"changing" to our ways of life, hard for me to imagine, really!  Those voices sounded SO excited, so happy, so estatic, that I would imagine that His Appearence is not be to in any way "Damming", or "In Judgement",  of us all.&lt;br /&gt;[i now, at this moment, have an image of Him being of a kind of "benevolent" Pied Piper, leading&lt;br /&gt;most of us along a short trail up to a cliff where he gestures and a door opens in the side of this cliff showing a stairs upwards to a entrance to a heaven of Glorious light, and we all and each run up the stairs, never ever to come back to Incarnation on the physical earth ever again!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4..He would have enimies too, of course: many from the Established Church, with their Expectations as to what a returning jesus should act like!!  He might not be like any of that.&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;Eat meat?&lt;br /&gt;Do magick Acts, a super-sorceror/Wicca/druid!&lt;br /&gt;Praise console games as developing imagination?&lt;br /&gt;Praise homosexuality?!&lt;br /&gt;----and other "button pushers", that i can myself imagine, that Will Offend&lt;br /&gt;most "christians"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in summation:   I have no idea as to how the "real" Second Coming would play out, but the dream-real objective astral event has it where&lt;br /&gt;the gleeful, estatic, shouts can be heard even in the lower heavens, from the earth, as multitudes of people realize that Jesus is alive amoungst them!  Someone, in the group of astral friends, of this Master occultist, or maybe this occultist himself, says this, that it is Jesus that they see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*will* see.&lt;br /&gt;and soon!&lt;br /&gt;--if my theory of "timeslippage" is true, that what is "now" in the astral lower heavens, if this event partakes of the physical plane of earth, the earth-counterpart is a year or three away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[maybe *this* has to do with at least TWO other dreams that i have had, over the last year or two, where I was TOLD, by an angel, or by someone, in my astral heaven travels, that..."there will be a great outpouring of Spirit, within a year or three, upon the earthsphere"!&lt;br /&gt;[again: timeslippage, be more than that length of time!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5...this could also mean that many of the "Negative" earthchange events, that many prophets foresee, will not occur at all!  [some of mine included!]&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea what that 10th Wildcard probablility would Do?   Maybe "Save" everyone then have 50 volcanoes go off at once after everyone has vanished in the Rapture, only the stay-behinds begin the next Cycle, a Dark age for 500 years.  i really do not know anything except that I will not ever ever forget that sound of thousands of people, from down on earth, shouting in such happiness!  That alone is Real, along with that person's Pronouncement of the "why" of this shouting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112930026273865332?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112930026273865332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112930026273865332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112930026273865332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112930026273865332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/10/dream-where-jusus-is-seen-to-appear-to.html' title='the dream where jusus is seen to appear to many on earth'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112904024689041092</id><published>2005-10-11T10:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T10:17:26.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>vanished base [life extension]</title><content type='html'>Hi all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, another night of Interesting dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In *this* one, I awoke to the dream where I had now just joined the U S&lt;br /&gt;Air Force, again.&lt;br /&gt;[I was a airman 3rd, 1964 to 1968]&lt;br /&gt;I awoke to find that I was at the basic training camp, in Formation with the other recruits in front of my barracks.   Then we all went around the base to get our clothes and our orientations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I could tell, in this dream, that this air base was really really small, not Lackland AFB, at all, where I had my 1964 basic!   In fact it was a Farm!&lt;br /&gt;That is, it looked as if the air force bought out a large farm with a lot of barns and buildings, and the 300 acres with it, then added some more buildings to the original farm buildings then used the old buildings too.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all marched to a classroom building, then there was more orientations, I now wore the green Fatigues, my uniform.  The class was dismissed, after the welcome and the lectures on the rules of basic training and then all of us was to walk back to the Dorm, separately.   I then, alone, walked&lt;br /&gt;back.  On the way there, I noted that the original farmhouse was near my path and I took a detour to look inside.  There was a Library inside!  A large large Libra, filling the whole house!   The books were Old too, all of them, some of the books were bound in leather!  I left, not having any more time.   At the rear of this maybe 2000 foot long base was the main farm barn, my dorm was behind it.  As I walked by the barn, I  peered into the large open barndoor, hearing someone talk loudly.  "funny", I thought, the voice was very *very* high pitched, and very fast talking, it&lt;br /&gt;sounded much like of a tape recorded voice played back at high speed, &lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;one of the played back "electronic voices" of spirits recorded on a tape!&lt;br /&gt;OR, &lt;br /&gt;[especially since I caught a look at the speaker]&lt;br /&gt;an ALIEN!&lt;br /&gt;It was an alien, not someone from the human race.  I left real quickly!!&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the dream, I thought about the old farmhouse, as I walked the few hundred feet back to my dorm.   This farmhouse is "one of those farmhouses" straight from my many many visits, of late, the last year or two, from a *certain* astral world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I have been to this one place maybe 50 times or more in the last year or three, since about 2003!!    All of the buildings had a certain "flavor" to them, all of very very OLD farms!  It is as if this Land was composed&lt;br /&gt;of souls from the area of my upstate new York farming area, the Land that my father had gone to, immediately after he died and in fact he came to visit me about a year or two after he died, in a Lucid dream and he told me that he now lived in the "New York Victorian farm World"&lt;br /&gt;(his words!).  Then he moved upwards in progression to the next heaven level, thus I figured that this land was the first place he lived in, after death, before Advancing upwards to a higher heaven, where *then* months later, I saw his heaven home, on that next upper level.&lt;br /&gt;    In this land, the people have the freedom to create the farms of their Greater fantasy imaginations, no hold barred!   Building a super-barn is cheap, and anything a farmer wanted to do while he lived on earth but was prohibited from doing because of cost or of the limitations of building material, why now he could Do It here!  I have seen barns 300 feet high, I have seen farmhouses that would put the Biltmore Mansion to shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of these homes usually are abandoned, in my astral travels.  I finally figured out why: the builder resident advances to a higher heaven, leaving his Creations behind, and sometimes newcomers move in and add to his farm, then they leave.  I have seen miles and miles of wondrous farms, most of the buildings have fading white paint of a certain shade of white, this tells me that the buildings are painted from 1880 paints which usually was "whitewash" or even "MILK"!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO DREAM!   In the dream, I knew that I "floated" about a foot off of the floor, in this Library, yet another indication that this place was in the farmlands of the astral that  I have often been to.&lt;br /&gt;    There was no other troops, from my squadron of about 30 guys, at the barracks.  I was alone.   Somehow, I had gotten off of the Class Plan for that day and I needed to know where they were.  I chose then to walk back to the front of the gate, front of the base, from the rear where my barracks was at, where to find the Offices near the front gate.  I then chose to walk out into the fields, and then walk around the circular base; easier than to thread myself through the buildings, plus the astral sky and clouds were Incredible in their beauty, I could only see it by going out of the complex of base-buildings.   I left my barracks, walking around the barn with the aliens in it, then walked out to the field, and turned right to walk around this 2000 foot base. &lt;br /&gt;   Open sky with incredible cumulus clouds, I could not see the base as I walked around it, there was a thick row of trees blocking my view.  There was a "helicopter pad" near the base, I could see aircraft on it parked.&lt;br /&gt;these 'aircraft" were not copters though, off in the distance these crafts&lt;br /&gt;looked like FLYING SAUCERS!&lt;br /&gt;    I finally walked to the front of the base and then I turned the corner of the row of trees, only to find that the base was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a shallow crater where this base was, a hole in the ground about 2000 feet long and about 1000 feet across and maybe 30 feet deep!&lt;br /&gt;---and *another* thing:  there were ten foot trees growing on the sides and on the bottom of this  crater, and the ground was also covered with weeds!   &lt;br /&gt;[as if "years" have gone by!]&lt;br /&gt;Then some local farmers walked up, and they scratched their heads, as they knew that this base was here seemingly hours ago!&lt;br /&gt;Gone!&lt;br /&gt;left!&lt;br /&gt;not a trace left, not a man, a building, not even the landing field!&lt;br /&gt;Only I remained, wearing those fatigues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[actually, now, I can interpret this!  This airbase is a "collection zone"&lt;br /&gt;for souls who live here, in this astral Farmlands, who are getting near their time of Advancements where they are almost ready to Progress to the next level.  Farmers who will soon leave for the next upper level of their afterlife experiences.  They come here, get a bit of "prep", then the whole  "base" Transfers as a whole object, to this next level.  The "aliens"??  Probably Angels or more advanced souls, or even "aliens"&lt;br /&gt;from other solar systems who are members of the  faculty who progress the "farmers" to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;I, being only "out of body", did not go with them, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel there is a *MUCH* deeper meaning, for me, here, and this is why I write so much about this experience!&lt;br /&gt;[About May of 2003, I astrally went to India to meet a Master Guru, a resident of the astral, and there he told me that while he lived on earth, he would astral travel to the Hall of LifeRecords and retrieve records on the lives of certain souls and then awake and then to write up, one life per sheet, on paper, the life lived.  He then told me that these records also contain the *Intended* life too, where the this soul, before Incarnating, would have his life-plan set up, for his life to live on earth, then he would incarnate.  Thus the life-record, of one soul, would contain&lt;br /&gt;both the Plan plus the record of how this plan actually was lived out;  whether the soul achieved his Plan, or not!  &lt;br /&gt;This master told me that he did this a lot, as a young man, in India, around 1936 or 1938.   &lt;br /&gt;  Then he pulled up a thick pile of papers.   Probably the astral copies of what he wrote on earth!  He then told me that MY life was seen by him, then, in 1938!   He then rummaged through this pile for a moment and low and behold he held up a sheet of paper, all written in Hindu except&lt;br /&gt;the name of the soul-record, at the top, written in bold English (Roman)&lt;br /&gt;characters;  I could read the name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREESTONE WILSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he read, for a moment, this sheet.  He then told me that I had successfully completed my life path, I had done all of what I came to earth for!&lt;br /&gt;he then stared at me and he GRAVELY said...."IN ONE YEAR, FREESTONE, YOU WILL BEGIN YOUR SPIRIT PATH!   (spoken on may 13 2002).  Then he spoke in Hindu, I guess, except that I could see at the bottom of the sheet that he held in his hand, a small drawing.  It was of me, looking West to the Setting Sun, from in front of my childhood home, in upstate, NY!&lt;br /&gt;And...At the bottom of this sheet of Sanskrit/Hindu writing, just above the image, was the English/Roman word..."HEMORRHAGE"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably had one year to live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was six months of many many dreams preparing me to die, apparently!  Then around the end of November of 2003, I had a hemorrhoid break, a teaspoon of blood in the toilet bowl certainly *looked* scary!&lt;br /&gt;(hemorrhage=hemorrhoid, maybe the same word!  )&lt;br /&gt;Then at that same month of November, 2003, I had a astral travel where a lady told me&lt;br /&gt;"one year:get READY"!   There were suddenly many many more dreams of such warnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then one more dream of EXTENSION!  ( I will live yet longer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the "Horace/hemorrhoids" of 2003, was to begin the one year countdown!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I apologize for the long digression, but I have to build you a barn before I can place the weathervane on top of its roof!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Now* I can interpret this dream in one quick motion! &lt;br /&gt;  *if* I had died in around 2004, I would have gone to live in a "first level astral world", of course.   Almost certainly this world would have been this Farm lands.   This is why I had astral traveled to this place often, as I was SUPPOSED to have been there already!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had died in 2004, I would have lived the "one year per ten" there, thus I would have lived in this farmland for 12 to 20 years!  Eventually I would be "ready" to progress to the next level. Thus I would have moved to this "airbase", to get ready to Ascend to the next heaven level, as this airbase "Program" is probably one way to advance a group of souls all at one time.  Of course this base place "left" when it did, taking all of the  souls who were ready, with it, but not ME!  Thus I had to make the appearance at the time of Progression, probably to "let myself know', in this astral dream, that I was supposed to have progressed then, and did not, as I did not die and will not die, not for ????? years, maybe till 2011/12 when many many will go. &lt;br /&gt;   Thus  as I was "supposed" to have lived there in the farmlands, after I 2004 died, I would have now often dreamvisited there, my "rightful" place in heaven.  No wonder I dreamed so much of this place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably will end up in the "refugee&lt;br /&gt;camp", in 2011/12 where thousands and thousands will congregate in 'tents";  one of the masses of souls plucked at once!&lt;br /&gt;or...Maybe live here even longer if "2011/12" does not occur: my genes might permit me to live another 20 years, or more, I am 64 now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112904024689041092?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112904024689041092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112904024689041092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112904024689041092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112904024689041092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/10/vanished-base-life-extension.html' title='vanished base [life extension]'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112799808678836393</id><published>2005-09-29T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T08:48:06.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tallahassee street</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/47417609/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/47417609_584edd1956.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/47417609/"&gt;tallahassee street&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	tallahassee street&lt;br /&gt;Looking north on a Tallahassee, street, the shadows of the late afternoon are cast. i have near the feeling of the "1920s" here, one can even imagine the gaslight steetlamps.&lt;br /&gt;There is no wind here, except in storms, the leaves hang in "3-D silence".&lt;br /&gt;Oh the "romantic" old South, some of it still Lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 28 Sep '05, 9.22am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112799808678836393?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112799808678836393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112799808678836393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112799808678836393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112799808678836393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/tallahassee-street.html' title='tallahassee street'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112791553848590823</id><published>2005-09-28T09:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:52:18.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10,808&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112791553848590823?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112791553848590823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112791553848590823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112791553848590823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112791553848590823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/10808.html' title=''/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112791547974547248</id><published>2005-09-28T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:51:19.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a small study in how a prophecy went bad</title><content type='html'>hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was watching the tv news, over my 7 am coffee, i nted the news: "the ten dollar bill will now get a new makeover, like of the $20"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this* reminded me of a prophecy that a famous prophetess made, a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;She said, somewheres in the 80s or early 90s, that&lt;br /&gt;"I see the vision of a different kind of US money demoninations, this means that the US currentcy will very soon be devalued, better invest in Gold, Now"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little prophecy error really gives to me a Lesson in how Prophecy Goes bad!!&lt;br /&gt;---this is where someone Sees correctly, then the person places his/her own "Spin" on what will occur!&lt;br /&gt;She was Given an image of a radically changed US bill, the picture of it was so different from what the present large bill looked like that she thought immediately that the government is going to devalue the money and issue different notes for all of the demoninations!  Then she gave this all out as HER seeings!&lt;br /&gt;"thought immediately", then she made that thought part of the Prophecy prediction, as *if* it were part of the Message that came from her Source!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78,051 little old ladies and nervious people then got even the more nervious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sense, this prophet person was of little help to us all.&lt;br /&gt;for....&lt;br /&gt;now i sense what this person saw: the government  program to make the larger bills much more difficult to counterfeit!   Would be disturbing indeed, to see psychicly that huge picture of the  guy on the bill, compared to the old $20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy!&lt;br /&gt;So easy to think about what was Seen, or experienced, then add your own interpetations;  in Dream Visions even the more so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in my own "tryings" to separate the vision from my own slants, i wonder how many times that I have written out my experience where people think that my interpetation is part of the experience?!&lt;br /&gt;[shudder]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112791547974547248?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112791547974547248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112791547974547248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112791547974547248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112791547974547248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/small-study-in-how-prophecy-went-bad.html' title='a small study in how a prophecy went bad'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112783239404720706</id><published>2005-09-27T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T10:46:34.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>I have had, over the last few days, a series of personal-type dreams where there was personal information given to me over my immediate future for the next few years!&lt;br /&gt;[too bad i cannot describe these dreams as they are so "personal-symbol driven"!   Would mean nothing to anyone else!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guides or and angels or spirits....seemed to not infer that I would not die of any great earthchanges/wars/sicknesses, either locally or globally, until 2011/12.  But that the fall of 2011 is the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END!&lt;br /&gt;[for me, and for many of us all!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been taking a couple of "prayer walks" over these several dreams, during these last few days and I have come up with a few Conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The element of Grace will be present for the next six years, like of having Rita get weaker before landfall, and Rita hitting relatively unpopulated areas.&lt;br /&gt;Five years of Grace:  the events of disasters, 2005-2011, will be then of the variety of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"at the sight of the Whip the Horse obeys"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[in older days of buggies and plows where horsepower *meant* horsepower, there were many ways to teach and to train a horse.  One of the major ways was to gently use a whip on the horse to direct it to do or not to do something.   Soon, the very sight of this whip will have the horse&lt;br /&gt;do this correct act, no need to actually USE this whip on him! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus while the number of disasters will increase, they will be the "whips"!&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us will ponder these events and hopefully then heed the Lessons these events teach!   Do no Classroom good just to burn down the classroom!   Best, i feel spirit is going to do, is to have just enough disasters to teach us all our Lessons of soul and spirit, in these latter days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..."LATTER DAYS" these are, as the end of this age's timeline, according to my own dream reckonings, is 2011/12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably this is when i will die, along with many many others!&lt;br /&gt;[Freestone ponders a moment on *what* this 2011/12 event might be, as this was not inferred in my dreams.  maybe not only my own death, but maybe some event could occur that  future historians would call "the score line of the ages", *IF* there are historians around to ponder this 2011, 50 years further into the future!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, I hope that many of the "terrible" predictions for 2005-2011 will not pan out to be so "terrible"!   maybe only a 6 richter in new madrid or a 5 richter&lt;br /&gt;in california, for instance! &lt;br /&gt; *this* , then is where the psychic saw correctly, but then God's Grace softens the blow, but still keeps this blow active so that Lessons can be learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only "feel" that i have for 2011/12 is of this, a kind of "intuitive" feel that comes with an Image, a series of images that burn in my brain, images that come with precious little "given" meanings, thus the images stand alone, nearly, and thus a bit "indigestible", and if i were to further interpet these Given Images, with my own interpetations, why then you all would then just be reading *MY* own slant on things, instead of what was Given!&lt;br /&gt;the [ ]   is part of the Given image, not my own interpetation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man walking along the Road.&lt;br /&gt;[the man is the human race, and the road is the history]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off away from the road is the Hill of Spirit, the land is higher there, non physical vibrations. the spirit lands, both Celestial and lower astral. Tall trees growing at the top of this hill  cast shadows down across this road, the walking man, along his journey, walks across these casted tree shadows.&lt;br /&gt;[each shadow is an incarnation of a Great Teacher for all of Humanity.&lt;br /&gt;read: the Avatars, like Jesus or Krisna, these trees are the manifestations of the Soul called the "Christ"!   each shadow begins the next Dispensation, the next class lesson for all of humanity]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this road now comes up to this hill base, and begins to climb up.&lt;br /&gt;[the exact Point that this road begins to climb up, is when all of humanity becoes "non-physical".  the history of mankind now is a spirit history, we live now in the spirit worlds, no more Incarnations on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;  This exact moment of when this road touches the base of this hill is the "harvest", the moment that we all have waited for with fear and hope, in our myths:  no wonder there are so many people now incarnate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the scene shifts.....&lt;br /&gt;a picture of creature-like entities that look a bit like "manatees" or whales, in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;They are the Angels that control the earth movements.  If they are given the orders, why 50 volcanoes could go off at once or an astroid is "directed" to come to the earth!&lt;br /&gt; At this moment of Time, of the road hitting the base of the hill, these angels are Told to do their thing.  the earth upheaves in what ever way that it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last scene.&lt;br /&gt;A County Courthouse.&lt;br /&gt;[THE FINAL JUDGEMENT]&lt;br /&gt;"final" as there will be no more judgements as everytime that one dies, one has that life-judgement, before re-incarnating!  As one will not ever&lt;br /&gt;incarnate again, this one will be the last judgement;  of course this one will&lt;br /&gt;be a very *very* THOUROUGH judgement, as this judgement actually will judge the oversoul of all of the lives lived, along that "path" during the history of mankind, for an individual soul!!  All of one's lives are now judged as one lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[my word for "judgement" is  "psyco-social assessment", to use the terms my MSW social work sister would use, to assess the live of one of her clients, as one's talants for good are also assessed along with any "sins"!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERPETATION]&lt;br /&gt;---the end is near all right, of this "years" class of humanity, and at the end of every class year, there are the FINAL EXAMS!    &lt;br /&gt;Thus these disasters...wars...strifes, are not punishments for sins, they are the final learning lessons before the collective path hits that hillside!&lt;br /&gt;thus we all "have more life-experiences per year, now: life ten years per year"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six years left before the END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short summation: the earthly path of humaity will come for an end, for *this* class of humanity, immantly, around 2011/12, the Angels of the Apocalypse will Roll, and Time will end, time as we know it, will be over.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Spiritual laws will be operative, on our racial Path, not natural laws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112783239404720706?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112783239404720706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112783239404720706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112783239404720706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112783239404720706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112724812485048753</id><published>2005-09-20T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T16:28:44.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you do not want *this* nightmare!</title><content type='html'>hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another freestone special, a dream that no one would ever ever want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes in two parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...I am driving my car along the road, enjoying the scenery.  Soon, the road dips down a hill and turns.  As i go down it, suddenly around the bend is a pile of dead logs.  I crash through them, then my pickup truck goes off of the road, and stops overtop of a huge dead log, i see that my truck is TOTALED!  I turn around in my seat to peer at my workshop that is in the camper in the bed of the truck, i just know that i will have to walk away and leave all of my stuff behind forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANING:  this one is easy, around the bend of time is my death, I will take nothing with me!  There is a Twist, though, that might not seem&lt;br /&gt;obvious!  In the shop are golden bottles, referring to the contents of my soul.  these ALSO will i have to leave behind!  I will not even have the contents of my soul with me when i enter the afterlife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2...I walk up to a large house and inside it is a large gathering of people in a churchlike setting.   This is a "cult" of some kind, and my old friend of 30 years is there and he wants me to join the meeting.  My friend is a bit "authoritive/soccer coach" of a person, in life, here in the dream he wants me to become one of "them", the cultists.  I react, i leave the room.&lt;br /&gt;As i leave the building, i  walk through a room where the floor is covered with the urine of all of the people who pee there, all of the cultists.   Somehow, this stuff gets all over my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;    Then there is another scene where i  *could* have joined up with them, I essentually "merge" with all of them, no identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANING:   In light of the first segment, i find this disturbing, in light of what I have been doing in my other dreams of the last ten years:  dreaming other people's lives, in my dreams!   I use other people's images, of their daily earthly lives, and of their daily lives in the after life worlds too, if they had died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to interpet this lovely little nightmare as a nightmare of the "Ultimate" variety:  that I will, upon arrival in the afterlife, after i die, i will not exist as "freestone", i will live only through other people's lives!&lt;br /&gt;And...not as "obsessing or possessing", but AS that other person!  Go from person to person, have no body, no home, no personal identity!  Thus I will experience anyone's images as my own, which means, sports fans, that i will experience *every* form of life experiences, from the highest good to the lowest evil, AS my own experiences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the  implications, for what is left of my life, at 64 years of age, is to know that i will have to be much *much* more  "liberal left; all values are equal and have equal validness" than any "liberal" would even have!&lt;br /&gt;take an extreme example: a man rapes a young lady.  I, living his life, on earth or in the afterlife, would have to know and to expereince doing this, and also know that his reasons are just as valid, in his own eyes, as the girl not wanting to be raped!!  that his position is *quite* valid, after all, he did it!  I will then Know and feel his valid position as to why this girl is to be raped.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder that i have urine all over myself, in the dream: everyone's shadow will be Mine too!&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will know the Hells very very well, after I die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;I get lots and lots of dreams like this, i will write more of them as time goes by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112724812485048753?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112724812485048753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112724812485048753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112724812485048753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112724812485048753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-do-not-want-this-nightmare.html' title='you do not want *this* nightmare!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112690717863486821</id><published>2005-09-16T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:46:18.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>heart</title><content type='html'>I took a walk today along several of my favorite tallahassee streets.  i passed the Lakeview baptist Church and I noted that their sign read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your heart determines your actions &lt;br /&gt;and then your action determines your heart"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome!&lt;br /&gt;The deepest and profoundest "occult" philosophy, on a conservative church sign, by the road, where they place the service times.  This is why I shudder when "intelligent liberals" put down the christain church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---this reminded me of a "famous" tallahassee character.   Here was a man who was known for his running, he would run 10 to 50 miles a day, a Marathon runner.  He always wore a costume too, usually Superman:  he also owned a costume shop.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly it was found that he had cancer, and he died within months!&lt;br /&gt;People think that it was due to the fact that he did his running along the main&lt;br /&gt;six lane streets, bumper to bumper traffic along the fast food row, for hours and hours every day, inhaling all that junk from the cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel "no"!&lt;br /&gt;I feel that he was dead in his soul before this time, as when he had his business for a year or two and his business was not doing too good, so he did something that infered, to me, that his soul had died and his reincarnational oversoul pulled the plug as there was no more Life in him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a giant "heritage" live oak in his front and only parking lot, a tree maybe 500 years old and was nearly 100 foot across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE CUT IT DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now people could see his business!&lt;br /&gt;---this is only my guess, but he was not punished *for* cutting down this tree, he  had it where the tree cutting was only a symptom of a larger problem: his soul died years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his heart now determines his action!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112690717863486821?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112690717863486821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112690717863486821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112690717863486821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112690717863486821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/heart.html' title='heart'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112688023881489868</id><published>2005-09-16T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T10:17:18.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbing dream thing!</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a bit of a "disturbing dream"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that Twilight Zone, at 5 am, when half awake and half asleep, and sometimes I can actually dialogue with spirits somewhat awakedly, I tried to ask of a group of "Spirit guides", questions about the dream I had previous to this.  I ended up asking about why I did not die in 2003, as per that India Guru telling me of the Life Record indicating this to be so, set up before I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"broken contract"....Was their reply, a cryptic short answer to a ever ever growing suspicion that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes what happens to one's childhood, in very Important moments, sets the tone for the whole life to come, not merely "psychologically", but Spiritually too, in a symbolic act, often Predictive in nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July of 1959, I went on a short canoe trip to Canada, the church high school youth group went to the Minister's cabin that he had, on a lake in a park.&lt;br /&gt;Early July of 1960:  One day at church, this minister approached me to ask not only was I coming this year, but could I be a Leader, his right hand man to help Lead the Boys, as I was not only the oldest boy going, but that I was his most "Favorite and trusted" person.&lt;br /&gt;  Of course I asked mom, and she said "NO"!   She told me that she had set up ten dentist appointments for me, in late July, and that they were for to get me ready for the college, to FSU, to go in late August, and these appointments could not be changed!&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no", I muttered!&lt;br /&gt;[this trip was, even then I knew, very important to me!  This trip would have been the High water mark of my childhood, as much of it was having to deal with being the class object of teasing and bullying all through the 12 years of school so far!]&lt;br /&gt;When I told my Minister, he was aghast, he said that he himself would come to visit her to try to change her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came the next day.  He must have spent over an hour with her and she did not budge one inch!&lt;br /&gt;So all of the end of July, I had ten dentist appointments, they all had a wonderful&lt;br /&gt;canoe trip, the LAST one that they had, it turns out, as he had to leave the church the year after and too, the cabin caught fire and burned down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, a high water mark in my life, that never occurred, I ended up telling this minister, in the end, the next time I saw him, after his visit to mom, that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD HIMSELF COULD NOW SWAY HER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada =  heaven, the "upper country"!&lt;br /&gt;Mom    =   the physical life on earth, "mother earth"!&lt;br /&gt;canoe trip  =   my life in heaven after I die, I will help the angels,&lt;br /&gt;    be a leader, help the younger souls progress, there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;someone else was his right hand man, on this canoe trip, I did not go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"broken contract"!&lt;br /&gt;---Mom wins!  No matter *what* the guides will tell me, from now on, about another "one year to live", their posturing Will Not Work, as Mom will "Win" every time.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I could either live on and on until my genes run out, coupled with Modern medicine, or that I would die in some collective epidemic or earth change disaster, and then arrive as one of the patients in need of healing, *NOT* as a leader or helper! &lt;br /&gt;Someone will, or has, taken my place in heaven for to do this action that I was to have been set up to do, back there in the late 1930s, set up for my lifeplan before I was born.  In other words: other souls will pick up the "tools" that I was to be holding in heaven, as I am not now there to use them; they will be the leaders, helpers, healers, of these younger souls, from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   No wonder my life seems to be of a kind of "perpetual on hold" there last few years after 2003!  There is no more life-plan future, I have finished my Acts upon the stage of life, but even after the last line is said, my feet seem to be "glued" to the floor and thus the lights cannot be shut off, the curtain cannot be drawn, and all of the "support people", like of the&lt;br /&gt;"Prompters" and the "orchestra" cannot leave either!  I must remain on stage, forcing even the guides and the angels to care for me, and that they cannot Fetch me to heaven, so that they must still tend to me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the "ascension" people write about how much of the human race will never ever incarnate again, after about 2011/12 as the new age begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the RA group says...."Every 25,000 years there is a mass graduation event.  The first one no one was ready.  The second 25,000 years only 200 to 500 were able to Ascend, but they all renounced this to help with the rest of humanity, you can read all about their lives all through History!   Now is the time for ALL of humanity to ascend, ready or not"!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all ascend?&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to wonder about that, with this thinking about my missed heaven!&lt;br /&gt;I might be here for at least another 25,000 years of incarnations, everyone else goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so until ?????   I may just take walks, read, computer-internet, meditate;  until the eventual end of my life.  I have nothing else to do for my life missions.  I will take the heat for not "suffering" like of so many others who work dawn to dusk and do not have a moment to "live", and they see me just walking about the streets!&lt;br /&gt;I might not even join with the "great outpouring of spirit" that Guides tell me in my dreams that is supposed to be occurring in a year or three. [2006...2009]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I *could* do, in heaven, when I eventually get there?  there will be no&lt;br /&gt;"assignment" waiting for me there, as I had missed that one years ago, the assignment that I was set up for when I was supposed to have died in 2003!&lt;br /&gt;By now, 2005, my autism and ADD is such that I would fit into NO groups, in heaven, be an outsider to all and *any* angelic order!  I am not a "team worker", thus no&lt;br /&gt;joinings with the temples of healing, counselings....etc..etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I will reincarnate Immediately, no heaven at all.....&lt;br /&gt;or, wander around, a perpetual Tourist, alone, an outsider.&lt;br /&gt;[even years ago, I once astral traveled to a Class of souls who were all being taught&lt;br /&gt;to use their psychic abilities, according to this lady teacher's way.  I waited outside of this class until the class was over, then I talked to several of these afterlife souls, telling them that they did not need this lady telling them to do the psychic stuff HER way, as each person could do it far far better on their own using their own soul-knowledge!   [no one needs the priest, to talk to God]&lt;br /&gt;Oh this lady teacher was MAD MAD!   She attacked me;  I dove back to earth to my body, as she came to hit me with her fists!  [validating, to me, her Power and Control issues!!]&lt;br /&gt;Thus I could do this in heaven, be a acid minded outsider, against the "system",&lt;br /&gt;even getting demons to come and to take the temple down, if I thought that this temple was somehow "outdated", or "controlling"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a strange one, this Position, this is why I write a BIG blog entry on it.  Just ponder, sports fans, this alone: that I have "Trapped" my guides too!  I have, by default, also forced my Angels and Guides to not do *their* heavenly duties either, as they also are Stuck to their tasks, their task of Prompting, helping, me on my stage of life, but now the Acts are over and Mom wins, and thus all of my guides and angels cannot leave their positions for to do *their*  "post freestone 2003 heavenly tasks" too!!  Thus I Force dozens, hundreds, of souls to be stuck too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will have to assert my "slight new York City Acid Jewish sarcasm of intellect, and then give a bunch of heavenly critics the "raspberry", the "Bronx cheer"!   Make it all "Their Problem", and then feel and think and act what I Will, no matter how many toes get stepped on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112688023881489868?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112688023881489868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112688023881489868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112688023881489868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112688023881489868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/disturbing-dream-thing.html' title='Disturbing dream thing!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112662635033480998</id><published>2005-09-13T11:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T11:45:50.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new madrid earthquake and the tidal wave</title><content type='html'>I posted an article about how the new madrid fault, when that 8.5+ richter earthquake occurs, the greatest danger to people will be the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIDAL WAVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as all of the dams on the impounded lakes, the resivoirs, break up and all of the water will rush out through the dam breach as a tidal wave up to 80 feet high all down the river plains below the dam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEMA ....are you listening?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t..... wrote: &lt;br /&gt;In light of Freestone's vision...this is not comforting: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 16 state-determined deficient dams in Missouri. &lt;br /&gt;Missouri has 447 high hazard dams. A high hazard dam is defined as a dam whose failure would cause a loss of life and significant property damage. &lt;br /&gt;The rehabilitation cost for Missouri's most critical dams is estimated at $374.1 million. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINCE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I counted, in Illinois, south of the line running east from St Louis, about ten dammed lakes. some of them huge. then there is that 100 mile long lake in west Tennessee/kentucky. &lt;br /&gt;*then* there are all those Tennessee river dams, as part of the Tennessee river valley project! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why i "went a bit ballistic" and posted as replies to ALL the "new madrid" threads that i could find!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i see *THIS* is the real danger to a new madrid earthquake: TIDAL WAVES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will repeat my vision, then re-interpet it here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================== &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TIDAL WAVE VISION &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it is, a couple of days after the 17th of march, 1999. &lt;br /&gt;This date is an Anniversary date, the 13th year &lt;br /&gt;anniversary date &lt;br /&gt;of my Sister's death. She was my only Sister...we &lt;br /&gt;were close...I lived with her, just before she died. &lt;br /&gt;We we living in SOUTHERN ILLINOIS, just &lt;br /&gt;southwest &lt;br /&gt;of Carbondale, near Southern Illinois &lt;br /&gt;University...yes, right at the &lt;br /&gt;very bottom of that state, where that New Madrid fault line is. &lt;br /&gt;She went to the bathroom, about 7AM, before driving off to her &lt;br /&gt;Typing Business office. &lt;br /&gt;she did not come out of that bathroom, the ambulance people had to &lt;br /&gt;carry her out; the funeral was the following week!! &lt;br /&gt;so, on the anniversary date, march 17, 1999, of her death..I had &lt;br /&gt;this DREAM, the dream that I am going to give to you, now! &lt;br /&gt;---And as in many of my other earthchanges &lt;br /&gt;vision-dreams, I &lt;br /&gt;followed a one person, throughout the &lt;br /&gt;dream...as if &lt;br /&gt;I WERE that person!! Seems I used someone else's subcounscious &lt;br /&gt;memory-images, to make up this dream, but this person is in the &lt;br /&gt;FUTURE, from "now"....someone ahead of us, in time!I followed &lt;br /&gt;what must be weeks of his life! &lt;br /&gt;---so here I sit, reflecting upon that Vision-dream, and &lt;br /&gt;rewriting it out------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream begins.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am At a house. I was a younger member of this family, 10 to &lt;br /&gt;15 years old, perhaps. I went down to the basement to talk to my &lt;br /&gt;father[?]. &lt;br /&gt;my family were checking their apples, in cardboard boxes, that were &lt;br /&gt;in &lt;br /&gt;winter storage, and had found that some of the apple-filled boxes &lt;br /&gt;were rotten on their bottoms and they had run out of boxes, &lt;br /&gt;to replace them. &lt;br /&gt;they wanted me to go to some family next door to get &lt;br /&gt;more boxes. &lt;br /&gt;I left the house....It was night. &lt;br /&gt;in this dream, it &lt;br /&gt;was soon apparent that the next door family lived &lt;br /&gt;quite a ways away and down at the bottom of a &lt;br /&gt;very high hill, a hill about 200 feet high. &lt;br /&gt;I soon walked down this hill, knowing &lt;br /&gt;that my home was &lt;br /&gt;at the top of this hill, and that i could see my &lt;br /&gt;hometown, way off in the distance, in the valley...I &lt;br /&gt;also knew that this hilltop was only the &lt;br /&gt;top of the &lt;br /&gt;valley; the land was flat, back behind the &lt;br /&gt;hill..off into the distance, behind my house. &lt;br /&gt;I vaguely recall talking to the people at the base of the hill &lt;br /&gt;and getting some boxes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next scene... &lt;br /&gt;I am climbing back up...I am half way up this &lt;br /&gt;several hundred foot high gentle hill, between &lt;br /&gt;the bottom and my home. Pitch black night, i could see stars. &lt;br /&gt;SUDDENLY i fell to the ground: I see my three or four &lt;br /&gt;boxes [like the kind you find behind &lt;br /&gt;stores, to be recycled.."Kraftco" cardboard boxes], get thrown &lt;br /&gt;aside. I see that i threw these boxes to the ground...as &lt;br /&gt;an EARTHQUAKE suddenly began!!! the ground shook and &lt;br /&gt;shook, i rolled all about. this was no small tremor, either!! &lt;br /&gt;I was tossed to the ground and rolled all about, over and over, &lt;br /&gt;cushioned only by the grass!!! somehow, i made it back up to the &lt;br /&gt;house!! &lt;br /&gt;i do not know what condition that house was in, &lt;br /&gt;but it seemed that the earthquake was not so &lt;br /&gt;bad...the house seemed more or less OK!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next dream scene &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was early the next day, apparently. &lt;br /&gt;I stood on the hill to look at the town..not a small &lt;br /&gt;town, either...to see that in the middle of this &lt;br /&gt;town was a factory-like four or five story &lt;br /&gt;building: it was in FLAMES...high flames.... &lt;br /&gt;there were strange looking [to dream-me!]...strange &lt;br /&gt;looking machinery about this &lt;br /&gt;building, in the &lt;br /&gt;streets...these machines looked like CARNIVAL &lt;br /&gt;RIDES!! [I could tell that the "ten year old &lt;br /&gt;boy-mind" first thought that these machineries &lt;br /&gt;were carnival rides, from within this &lt;br /&gt;dream!] &lt;br /&gt;they were....these machines...fire trucks with &lt;br /&gt;extension-ladders,the kind of &lt;br /&gt;trucks that fight six story &lt;br /&gt;fires...that my dream-mind interpeted as "carnival &lt;br /&gt;rides"! &lt;br /&gt;Then...suddenly i saw ANOTHER frightful strange &lt;br /&gt;sight! A wall of muddy water came like of a &lt;br /&gt;tidal wave...and sweeps through the town's &lt;br /&gt;streets..maybe FIFTY FEET high. I vividly recall the &lt;br /&gt;picture.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[burned forever into my brain, &lt;br /&gt;folks!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the dream-picture of the wall of red-brown water &lt;br /&gt;sweeping through these fire trucks and &lt;br /&gt;twisting them into a tangled pile of metal, as the water &lt;br /&gt;engulfed all of them, slamming them all up against old &lt;br /&gt;victorian red-brick buildings, which &lt;br /&gt;themselves, were being &lt;br /&gt;water-crumbled into rubble!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next scene.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was later that morning. I was walking on the dirt &lt;br /&gt;road, behind my home..hundreds of &lt;br /&gt;feet away from the &lt;br /&gt;house. this road was on the land above the valley, &lt;br /&gt;away from the flood...up high enough to escape &lt;br /&gt;the water. I was all upset: probably I &lt;br /&gt;walked away from the house to get a quiet perspective &lt;br /&gt;on what i earlier witnessed!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned away from looking at my home &lt;br /&gt;that was on the &lt;br /&gt;crest of the hill-by-the-valley, to glance at some &lt;br /&gt;commotion that was occurring from far off in &lt;br /&gt;the distance. Suddenly, a number of &lt;br /&gt;things occurred to me in very quick succession.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one.....a horse came running up to me &lt;br /&gt;and tried to attack me, or maybe run right into me...in &lt;br /&gt;its running away from something, in its GREAT &lt;br /&gt;PANIC from where it came from on further down &lt;br /&gt;this road! probably that horse was so &lt;br /&gt;in PANIC that it did not even see me; thus running &lt;br /&gt;right into me!! {dream me would see it as an "attack"!] &lt;br /&gt;It was running in great distress, from something &lt;br /&gt;very threatening to it, at any event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw what it was, that this &lt;br /&gt;horse was in blind-panic over!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yet ANOTHER image...burned forever &lt;br /&gt;into my Freestone brain!!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a very very vivid scene &lt;br /&gt;It was summer or early fall, the &lt;br /&gt;grass was very green and the leaves are out, on &lt;br /&gt;all the trees. I could see, furthermore...that the &lt;br /&gt;dirt roads were made of orange-red dirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[this vision can now be perhaps DATED!....it is summertime &lt;br /&gt;or early fall...maybe the location of &lt;br /&gt;this dream is in Southern Illinois...where I and my &lt;br /&gt;sister lived, in &lt;br /&gt;the 1980's. The leaves change there &lt;br /&gt;in late October, being Carbondale is about the &lt;br /&gt;latitude of Richmond, Virginia. the red dirt roads make me &lt;br /&gt;even more feel that this location was in Southern &lt;br /&gt;Illinois! red dirt is found in the south and the dirt &lt;br /&gt;was red, in the area where my sister lived! there are apples &lt;br /&gt;that get ripe in &lt;br /&gt;July...in September...and even into early &lt;br /&gt;November! &lt;br /&gt;Apples grow in southern Illinois, commercially...as well as &lt;br /&gt;in the Ozarks of Missouri..and, of &lt;br /&gt;course...most of the North! &lt;br /&gt;and the land is hilly with deep cut &lt;br /&gt;valleys and rolling low hill, there are high flat lands, &lt;br /&gt;behind these valleys...like OF southern Illinois, or the &lt;br /&gt;Ozarks or of western &lt;br /&gt;Kentucky...or of the lands of the &lt;br /&gt;foothills of the Appalachians. &lt;br /&gt;thus...the timeframe for this event &lt;br /&gt;must be late summer or early fall. I would say, from the &lt;br /&gt;green leaves &lt;br /&gt;and the red dirt and the NEWLY ripe &lt;br /&gt;apples...and this in southern Illinois...that the date &lt;br /&gt;of this event must be from the middle of August &lt;br /&gt;until late October. that would be the time-frame &lt;br /&gt;allotment, to meet the conditions!!]. Maybe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too....because of the anniversary date of my sister's &lt;br /&gt;death, of this dream; i would tend to &lt;br /&gt;think, now, that this WOULD be southern Illinois. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what, folks, did i SEE?! &lt;br /&gt;the sky was INCREDIBLE!! &lt;br /&gt;half the sky was ORANGE..a &lt;br /&gt;very vivid &lt;br /&gt;orange..the rest &lt;br /&gt;of the sky color was GREEN..a solid &lt;br /&gt;green!!...an electric green! &lt;br /&gt;Cloudless looking sky, but it was as if the whole sky &lt;br /&gt;were of these two colors! This, in turn, made the grass &lt;br /&gt;and road even the more intensely colored green and red----as &lt;br /&gt;like of where a red sunset would accentutate the green color &lt;br /&gt;of the tress and the grass. But this time that i saw this &lt;br /&gt;seemed to be in the middle of the day! &lt;br /&gt;I stood at an intersection of two dirt &lt;br /&gt;roads..maybe 500 feet behind my house...on the &lt;br /&gt;flat hilltop, maybe 200..300 feet above the valley-floor, &lt;br /&gt;where the &lt;br /&gt;town was. &lt;br /&gt;I could see that one road led up to a low rise...AND &lt;br /&gt;THERE WAS A TEN FOOT HIGH WALL OF VERY &lt;br /&gt;MUDDY WATER, coming towards me, from far off, &lt;br /&gt;rolling OVER that &lt;br /&gt;small hill!!: and there was a smaller &lt;br /&gt;wave of this same colored water, coming up the other &lt;br /&gt;road!! &lt;br /&gt;I ran back toward my home..in much the same &lt;br /&gt;panic-state as that horse!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[200 feet above the town, &lt;br /&gt;folks....water is pouring over the crest of that small hill!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have got home OK! &lt;br /&gt;the house must have been above the high &lt;br /&gt;water-mark! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got that, folks??! &lt;br /&gt;the red clay roads infer a location &lt;br /&gt;far far from the &lt;br /&gt;sea. Southern Illinois is WAY from the &lt;br /&gt;sea...and the &lt;br /&gt;Mississippi river does NOT have enough &lt;br /&gt;water to flood 200 feet, in a tidal wave, above the &lt;br /&gt;valley floor!! &lt;br /&gt;the New Madrid fault is here, yes an &lt;br /&gt;earthquake is not a surprise: but the water??!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next scene....of this dream... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit in someone's house...another person's &lt;br /&gt;house... &lt;br /&gt;several men are gathered very somberly around &lt;br /&gt;a table with strange looking big black &lt;br /&gt;boxes, on it.These boxes had all sorts of DIALS &lt;br /&gt;and GAUGES on them! One of these men picked up a small &lt;br /&gt;object that was attached to one of these boxes, &lt;br /&gt;attached by a wire...and he talked into this small &lt;br /&gt;object! &lt;br /&gt;Another man's voice came out out the big box! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ham radio! no electric power or &lt;br /&gt;phones...they &lt;br /&gt;were calling for help, via ham &lt;br /&gt;radio.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next scene.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am home again..it is night... &lt;br /&gt;I dimly hear a "hunka..hunka" &lt;br /&gt;sound..like of some war movie sound track... &lt;br /&gt;[HELICOPTERS] &lt;br /&gt;rescue!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next scene... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am walking across a parking lot, of &lt;br /&gt;what looks to be &lt;br /&gt;a parking lot, next to a military &lt;br /&gt;barracks..in what looks to be a military base! there are &lt;br /&gt;NO cars or vehicles, on &lt;br /&gt;this parking lot &lt;br /&gt;[omenous!]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i "know" that i am supposed to go &lt;br /&gt;there...to live, on this base. the clothes that i am &lt;br /&gt;wearing have been given to me, recently... &lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to "report to that &lt;br /&gt;building". &lt;br /&gt;I do so. &lt;br /&gt;I sit down with an older lady who &lt;br /&gt;tells me that i will &lt;br /&gt;have a small room, there, in this &lt;br /&gt;barracks. &lt;br /&gt;[someone is cooking scrambled eggs, on &lt;br /&gt;a gas hotplate, &lt;br /&gt;behind her; eggs that I will soon eat some of---] &lt;br /&gt;this lady then welcomes me to this &lt;br /&gt;barracks, and she apologizes for the &lt;br /&gt;quickly-thrown-together &lt;br /&gt;kitchen behind her. &lt;br /&gt;She says, "in a couple of days the two chow halls &lt;br /&gt;will be finished being fixed up; then you will eat there". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[meaning....this is a REFUGEE &lt;br /&gt;CAMP!...maybe an old &lt;br /&gt;military base, a decomissioned &lt;br /&gt;military base that is now being used to house refugees. &lt;br /&gt;there must be THOUSANDS of people on &lt;br /&gt;it...for two chow halls to be readied!!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story-part of this vision &lt;br /&gt;ends...all i see is a grey void, the usual void between &lt;br /&gt;dream and awakening. but something appears, folks, before me. &lt;br /&gt;it is a MAP!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a map of the united states and of &lt;br /&gt;southern Canada! &lt;br /&gt;yes, folks..I have joined the CLUB in &lt;br /&gt;BIG TIME, the prophet's club..induction &lt;br /&gt;only!! I have, now, entered this club's upper &lt;br /&gt;"inner circle"!!! &lt;br /&gt;---for i have now been shown a &lt;br /&gt;"PSYCHIC MAP" of North America, after all the Damage has been &lt;br /&gt;done, to the landmasses, after all the &lt;br /&gt;earthchanges are done with!! &lt;br /&gt;NOW...I have a Map of "America &lt;br /&gt;afterwards"..of my very own!! yes, my very own psychic &lt;br /&gt;map.....and i have to live with the knowledge of this &lt;br /&gt;map... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..i know there are maps out &lt;br /&gt;there...i have seen several, on the Internet.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... &lt;br /&gt;what did I see?!! &lt;br /&gt;I can only recall a little of &lt;br /&gt;it...and it DOES NOT REALLY MATTER IF I DO NOT RECALL MUCH OF IT!!! &lt;br /&gt;because, what i saw of North &lt;br /&gt;America made me think of the phillipine Islands! &lt;br /&gt;think..."the Philipine Islands"!! &lt;br /&gt;think..."the Southeast Asia Islands...Borneo...Celebes...Java...Timor &lt;br /&gt;New Guinea...and all the little islands &lt;br /&gt;in-between". This MAP had it shown ...where &lt;br /&gt;North America looked like the Philipine Islands, in &lt;br /&gt;that this whole continent was made up of dozens &lt;br /&gt;of islands, all of which were no more than several &lt;br /&gt;hundreds of miles long or wide!! &lt;br /&gt;The whole of the continent was maybe &lt;br /&gt;30 to 40 &lt;br /&gt;ISLANDS!! &lt;br /&gt;there must have been four to six &lt;br /&gt;islands, alone, between New England and Florida, breaking &lt;br /&gt;up even the &lt;br /&gt;appalachian mountains!!! &lt;br /&gt;there was NO land that was maybe &lt;br /&gt;further from water than 100 miles!! &lt;br /&gt;But... &lt;br /&gt;i DO recall seeing that the whole of &lt;br /&gt;the Mississippi valley was of water...in fact ..the &lt;br /&gt;whole continent was split up the middle..from New &lt;br /&gt;Orleans to the Hudson bay...all of water...but about &lt;br /&gt;the Latitude of Missouri..it was only about 100 miles &lt;br /&gt;wide &lt;br /&gt;[probably between the Ozarks and the &lt;br /&gt;appalachains]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO...there were colors on the &lt;br /&gt;islands...some faceless, bodiless, guide &lt;br /&gt;was inferring to me, somehow, in this &lt;br /&gt;vision, that the &lt;br /&gt;colors refered to how many people &lt;br /&gt;SURVIVED, on these islands. &lt;br /&gt;Some islands had many of their people &lt;br /&gt;to live...and some islands HAD ALL of their people who &lt;br /&gt;lived there...killed!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there! &lt;br /&gt;that is it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange.... &lt;br /&gt;I read, recently, on the internet, that one of the &lt;br /&gt;originators of the first "psychic map", tells &lt;br /&gt;us, now, that his map is "going grey"...meaning that the &lt;br /&gt;probable-reality conditions have changed and that &lt;br /&gt;these disasters will not occur!! &lt;br /&gt;BUT: my map has a worse condition for the Continent than &lt;br /&gt;his map depicted. My map was given to me, &lt;br /&gt;after this person's "grayed out" article was read by me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is, my vision. &lt;br /&gt;I went into someone's subcounscious &lt;br /&gt;mind, into the future, and picked the &lt;br /&gt;memory-pictures from his mind, from scenes that he already had &lt;br /&gt;witnessed as having occurred in his own past, or in his Present &lt;br /&gt;Moment of Experiencing these experiences. &lt;br /&gt;Is there a possibility of a Parallel Reality where his experiences &lt;br /&gt;are of another world, a world that will not ever appear here? &lt;br /&gt;Or--- &lt;br /&gt;Is his world OURS, ours yet to be?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better enjoy this "INDIAN SUMMER" &lt;br /&gt;WHILE YE CAN...get your Soul's work done now!! &lt;br /&gt;If his world is ours...we may not &lt;br /&gt;have long!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone &lt;br /&gt;======================================= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY RE-INTERPETATION! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once lived three years in south Illinois, at carbondale. 1983 to 1986. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this vision, I probably did pick up from someone's subcounsciousness, the images for this dream: someone from the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The later "map" section, where the country is made up of islands, and even the farmlands where people of the new race to come, live, could be far far FAR off in the future! 200 years? 1000+ years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vision, for the "here and now" concerns a boy of 10, or so, who lives in what LOOKS [to me] to be in the area at risk of the new madrid fault doing it's thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note that there are TWO tidal waves, one of them maybe occuring days after the first. this second, later one, seems to be "bigger" than the first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there would now be seen to be a very *very* simple reason for these two tidal waves!! &lt;br /&gt;The first wave is from a dam upriver that has broken within an hour of the earthquake. However, in the region of many many old dams, some of them will be so weakened that where there is a crack, the water wears away at that crack so that all of a sudden the further weakened dam gives way all at once, maybe "helped" by and aftershock from the quake. &lt;br /&gt;Thus the danger of such a tidal wave could last for months and MONTHS after this major quake, as the FEMA/rescue people might not be able to "fix" a weakened dam, as now all of the resources are being used to help with the survivors. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, when one of these dams breaks, with 40 to 200 square &lt;br /&gt;miles of water backed up behind it, the water will all come out at once, creating a tidal wave maybe filling the downstream from side to side 10 to 50 feet deep, for over a hundred miles, a tidal wave front 10 to 50 feet, or more, high! Since these valleys are so shallow, in this part of the country, the water will fill a valley 10 to 15 miles wide, causing far far more damage than the quake will have done! &lt;br /&gt;Some of the larger dams could flood for hundreds of miles downstream!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see why i raise the ALARM?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;live an incredible life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone wilson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112662635033480998?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112662635033480998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112662635033480998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112662635033480998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112662635033480998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-madrid-earthquake-and-tidal-wave.html' title='new madrid earthquake and the tidal wave'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112636473809762863</id><published>2005-09-10T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T11:05:38.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tallahassee: come live here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/41981575/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/41981575_8e58635f59.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/41981575/"&gt;tallahassee: come live here!&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Katrina refugees, "heads up", I post this&lt;br /&gt;"non-hurricane" photo, in the katrina groups and forums, as Tallahassee has many many "for rent" places to live, a city 400 miles east of New orleans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tallahassee, Florida. Here is a peaceful street, I could indeed call this photo, "the quiet after the storm"!&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon shadows cast across a quiet street, in a moment, out of the green car, came a lady with her 5 year old little girl. A nice place to live, here in this city; lots of service jobs, lots of other jobs, even though the pay is not as great as in "union" cities, but the Peace of Mind might well be worth a lower salery.&lt;br /&gt;Tallahassee has a very very large black population too, with the A and M University, plus the other streets, the black population is about 30 to 40%, here, out of a total population of about 300,000, in Leon county. [I write this as I read that many of the refugees are the black poor!]&lt;br /&gt;Around the corner, of this steet, is a large apartment complex, with a "for rent" sign. Down the steet, and along the many blocks, out to the Border's coffee shop, where I walked to, this saturday the 10th, are &lt;br /&gt;many more apartment complexes with for rent signs. one Complex has a sign that is six feet high, with ten flags...."rent me"!&lt;br /&gt;There have been SO many "dormaplexes"&lt;br /&gt;built here, for the 70,000 students at the three universities, that many of the students that normally rent the older apartments on the east side of town, have moved there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are hundreds of apartments for rent in tallahassee, ye Katrina refugees!&lt;br /&gt;Offices too, many many business offices for rent too, in this Capital city of florida.&lt;br /&gt;the hills are 150 feet high, little floods. &lt;br /&gt;I give now some numbers, but call the tallahassee&lt;br /&gt;chamber of commerce as the numbers that I give, here, are only for the largest apartment complexes.&lt;br /&gt;850-224-8116 chamber of commerce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the larger apartment complexes, and house rental offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All with a 850 area code.&lt;br /&gt;222-5935&lt;br /&gt;224-5916 [a big one]&lt;br /&gt;224-2141&lt;br /&gt;523-6100 [century reality]&lt;br /&gt;222-2000 [office space]&lt;br /&gt;878-1802&lt;br /&gt;656-2299 &lt;br /&gt;402-9000 [cheap apts and houses]&lt;br /&gt;425-3100&lt;br /&gt;309-7667&lt;br /&gt;878-1802&lt;br /&gt;574-2032&lt;br /&gt;878-8520&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, come live here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112636473809762863?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112636473809762863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112636473809762863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112636473809762863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112636473809762863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/tallahassee-come-live-here.html' title='tallahassee: come live here!'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112566714766449435</id><published>2005-09-02T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:19:07.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a dream visit to hell again</title><content type='html'>Another spirit realm dream visit to HELL last night, the 2nd of September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This visit was very very Instructive about how our racial heaven will play out as all of us arrive there, so that I will call this dream a "prophecy"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This realm seemed to be in "compartments.   Like of sizable blocks of land, each with a slightly different atmosphere.   I seemed to be amongst a group of souls, maybe other "out of body" dreamers, souls on a tour of hell.    &lt;br /&gt;I was led from one area to another, and what soon became apparent was that in each area souls were sort of under a "tutorledge" under a teacher or leader of some kind.   These "teachers" all looked to be of one race type, as if they all came from one region.  They were NOT "Human"!     They each looked to be about 6 to 7 feet tall, and thin.  Their face was not quite human, dark and thin.   &lt;br /&gt;DEMONS!&lt;br /&gt;[I hereby call these people "demons" and I mean by this that they are the native residents of this place, this world, this realm.   Maybe all, if not most, never incarnated as a human.   I do not call them "evil", just like I would not called the native American Indians "evil: they just were the native residents.]&lt;br /&gt;   I saw several souls undergoing "treatment" of some sort.  One soul, who took out his earthly rages by battering his relatives, now had to Suffer a  "reaction"!    He had to wear a kind of "cutting knife" on his butt, a Knife which spins and cuts his rear end, his testicles, his private parts, every single minute.   I went from  "punishment" to punishment, with the tour group, seeing that in each area of this hell, the souls had different Lessons of pain to undergo.  I left this hell, then woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        As I went back to sleep, I went out of my body yet again and I actually LOOKED, for an entrance to this place, on my own!  I wandered the astral open spaces and low and behold I saw a familiar archway, from my last dream minutes ago, and then I entered.   Now I engaged a long talk with one of the "admissions people", to this &lt;br /&gt;college of Pain.....&lt;br /&gt;One of the demons of course.    He then told me about the curriculum.&lt;br /&gt;there were two types of "classes"!   The actual names were pronounced and the names were sounding like old medieval Latin language!&lt;br /&gt;   But I learned that the first type of course was just a "tour", like what I had just had, usually several people do this at once, the lesson is just to learn how one's life and the needed balances occur.  If the spiritual meaning of this life action is "negative", then the hell world "Result" would be seen, in advance, before one dies, thus one could then correct the life to have a positive afterlife experience!  Every life act has a symbolic meaning, in heaven, and if the symbol is good, then one goes to live *that* result.&lt;br /&gt;if one had a Negative life act, like battering the wife or a life of crime, then the "life meaning" would then have to lie in the hell worlds and thus one would then go there after death, for at least a while.  These tour groups often consist of sfterlife heaven living souls too, as they might need to visit hell just to learn about  human suffering after live lived:  like of a heavenly counselor trainee, who needs to learn all about Karma and the consequences of one's earthly acts.&lt;br /&gt;   the second type of Course, is the real "resident student" courses.&lt;br /&gt;These courses are the same as the tour people's, as the tour people's just visit the ongoing resident Purging, as "purging" is what these souls undergo.  This is what the admissions person told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went out into the "Field", back into these hells.  In one section I saw a large barnlike building where I could hear several people screaming&lt;br /&gt;IN UTTER AGONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on and on and on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to another section where I saw pupils learning MAGIC!&lt;br /&gt;real magic, real  teleporting of objects and a real  levitation of objects.  I then watched a "show", a presentation, by several of these magic students, to the rest of the class.  This presentation consisted of a "traditional" magic show with pulling a  rabbit doll out of a hat and of other "theatical stage magic tricks".  The presentation was this way, as a "thing" to&lt;br /&gt;use this show magic that all the students were aware of, back on earth, but that there was NO illusions here, all the magic was REAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then watch a fire tipped arrow hit the ground, shot out of the sky, hitting the main road over and over, about every 40 seconds or so, in a regular 40 second pattern.  Woe to anyone who gets hit.  The lesson here, I was told, was that as everyone had to pass this point on the way from and to&lt;br /&gt;major areas, the lesson was to know that advisory can be avoided, just like one can time the arrow so that one can run by it, or avoid this road altogether.   Like: one can live in a dyked city and when the cat 5 hurricane comes, one can avoid the inevitable by leaving beforehand even if you walk out!&lt;br /&gt;   On and on, section after section, I went, then I woke up, forgetting most of what I had seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY COMMENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---all these Demons are "on our side".   The purpose of this place is to separate the "sins" from the sinner, so that these souls can then go up in heaven vibration.  many many people arrive into the wonderful heavenlands only to discover that they have a sort of " rope around their waists" that goes back to huge BLACK  boxes, like of lead weights.  These boxes contain all of their "stuff" their life material, that has a lower vibration than the heaven Arch of the rainbow, before them!  Beyond the rainbow arch, this STUFF cannot exist there!  Thus these poor souls are STUCK at the gates, so to speak, they cannot take off their ropes as they "Own" those boxes, own that stuff, it is truly their lives, they worked hard for 30 to 80 years for it!  But alas, now, they cannot drag a "vibration 4" box content, into a place where only "vibration 5" is permitted!!&lt;br /&gt;   Thus, I suspect that they have to either remain for *MANY* years on the Borderlands, to slowly remove, work out, this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;they can sign up for the "fast accelerated" sin-removal course, down below, in hell.  The Ultimate  "encounter group therapy"!&lt;br /&gt;so they then *eagerly* sign up, walk down through those arches, where&lt;br /&gt;the sign above, "abandon all hope who enter here" has been replaced by, "entertain all hope who enter here", perhaps;  then they enroll in whatever course are needed.  But most of these courses are indeed NOT pleasant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"condensed sufferings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the best adjective that I can think of, for them, from what I have seen and experienced.  I will not forget that dark dark wood huge barn where I could hear those wails and yells of a tortured soul ungergoing Treatments!&lt;br /&gt;This place is vast.  There is probably something here for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112566714766449435?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112566714766449435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112566714766449435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112566714766449435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112566714766449435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/09/dream-visit-to-hell-again.html' title='a dream visit to hell again'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112506334744701407</id><published>2005-08-26T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:35:47.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a visit to a hellworld</title><content type='html'>Hi all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Dream.  Another Dream.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;[maybe you wonder why I did not place this in the "dreams" section, but&lt;br /&gt;I feel that this event should be in the Prophecies section as I see it *as*&lt;br /&gt;a prophecy, for reasons evident later....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes another dream of going to a afterlife realm in hell.    The residents did not call it this term, but surely no Christian would want to spend one minute there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find describing my hours and hours there very difficult to describe, between the usual "fogginess" of dream recall and the scenery there, which has little counterpart in our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[again I "was someone else", in this dream, as if I am able to "hitchhike" onto someone's soul, or to use the content of his memories as my own.&lt;br /&gt;if I can do this with the Living, of course I can do this with someone after he dies!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I"  begin this event, I awake, or rather I find myself wandering around this semi-rural sprawled out city. As if my "charge" has been wandering around for hours, and I just arrive into his awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Tone of all of what I do, here , in this place, is of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either dark nightlike skies, or a daylight sky that is "lurid", a funny &lt;br /&gt;yellow or green or something other than blue.   Mostly night time, with some light.&lt;br /&gt;Think "gang turf", where one might feel that one just got out of the cab onto a street where gangs rule, in a ruined part of the worst part of Los Angeles.   Half the people are insane.   The others have aligned with the gangs, joined up.    Many of the groups have "power" as their focus, as there is no money here, so that personal power or group power IS the currency!&lt;br /&gt;   I find that I do have a place to live, but the room or two that I have, is filled with junk.   Think:  the hoarder little old lady who obsessive/compulsive saves everything for ten years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I my wanderings, a very *very* charsmic black man comes up to me and&lt;br /&gt;tickles me on my elbow and asks me "how about having Some, Now?"!&lt;br /&gt;I turn to look, he is very  charismic, he would cause a homo to swoon for sure, and even the straight guy too!  I tell him, "later, I am busy".&lt;br /&gt;since there are no drugs here, they cannot work, like alcohol cannot work, either;  I leave it to you imagination as to what he offers!  I never found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another group of people, I found out that one way that someone would be able to function "better", here, is to have a kind of sexual union where energy, astral, is exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered for hours and hours and hours, across a rural, but populated, &lt;br /&gt;world.  There was one house that was completely underground.  There &lt;br /&gt;were gangs of people who stood in one spot and yelled torments to me.&lt;br /&gt;there was an apartment over some street row of buildings where the lady in it "serviced" other people, by some Lesbian-type of act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   there were several groups that seemed to be "circus performers", only their performance was of being like of sorcerers or magicians, only these magics had nothing to do with pulling rabbits out of hats, there were the real Magics of old, usually for the control and overpowering of other people to have them do their bidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were no Libraries or churches here thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "money" here, seemed to be personal favors and favors returned, power and control and being the biggest boy, or group, on the block!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on I wandered, the dream only ended when I left my  "horse", my person that I was "with",  and woke up, he, no doubt, kept wandering on and on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY COMMENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew.&lt;br /&gt;I have been here before.  Often.   Not to be with the same person, probably.  Not in this exact place, in this vast world of many many sub-levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why me?&lt;br /&gt;probably because I have been Spirit-told that I will be some kind of helper for healing after I die and I will not be limited to living in one heaven realm.  I have to, here on earth, to be "bonded" to be able to enter these worlds, as if I have the dream experience here on earth, I will be able to enter these realms after I die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too, I live in a "dangerous" part of the country, a place where the astral veil is *VERY* thin!   The Big bend of Florida, where the water all runs underground and the subtropical foliage is very very lush!&lt;br /&gt;Think:  Spanish moss thickly draped over the trees, the magnolias in bloom, perfume so strong that it is a drug, the full moon is out, and one is taking all of this in, standing in an old southern Graveyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the barrier between the conscious and subconscious mind is very thin here.  This is one reason why I see many of the southerners to be very "partitioned" and conservative and fundamentalist, as they Know, but do not ever say it, that  down in their lower Mind, is all of the Stuff&lt;br /&gt;that Romance novels and fantasy novels and horror short stories are made of!!   All of it, from homo/lesbos lovers, to relationships with *every* pretty woman/man that they meet, married or not,  to sexual acts unimaginable, to revenge to ALL acts committed to them, throughout their lives...etc...etc...every negative and positive act, thought, feeling, that a human being is capable of!&lt;br /&gt;All of this is so close to the surface, that many men wear suits and ties all day long and belong to the Baptist church, and live in their upper floors of their house only and never ever go down in the basement!&lt;br /&gt;"denial", utterly, so that they can actually LIVE their lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why is this dream account in the prophecy section?!   You all should have guessed by now!     A preview of coming attractions, for after you DIE, of course!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since everyone has within them all of humanities creative forces and all of humanities  thoughts and feelings, all of "this" is down there in your basement, and it Goes With You, so that one awakes IN IT after one dies!&lt;br /&gt;   However, one will not live there long, only "visit" if one is "good", if one has more to their soul than is what Counts for Currency in this huge realm.&lt;br /&gt;Alas, "not live there long" could well mean 5,000 years, compared to infinity and eternity of the higher heavens!  5,000 years will seem "forever", but only for a moment in light of eternity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am *not* a Bible-thumper"!    And, these dreams bear no message of warnings as to what happens to "sinners'. &lt;br /&gt;  I only experience.&lt;br /&gt;  there is no flavor of condemnation here, in my dreams: I just see things happen in a world , a world that many many will spend time in after they die.&lt;br /&gt;[there was one such dream-trip, about a month ago, where&lt;br /&gt;I  went to a place where I saw something utterly strange.&lt;br /&gt;here is what I saw.....&lt;br /&gt;http://www.3dresearch.com/bosch/delight.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIERONYMUS  Bosch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN the Hell panel of The Garden of Earthly Delights, Bosch expresses his ideas on just that, Hell. On the right towards the bottom, a birdlike creature sits and swallows a man. Is this Satan? Or perhaps could this be the keeper of the gates of Hell? As the people that are swallowed by this creature are digested, they fall down into a hole in the ground. Is it possible that the hole itself is Hell? Perhaps the rest of the painting is an area where souls get judged and the ultimate punishment is being eaten by the birdlike creature. We can merely speculate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOSCH's symbolism and ideas float further and further away as the time period stretches between his life and the present. As time passes, his symbols become harder to decipher and his ideas become harder to grasp because there is simply no way to relate. However, time cannot diminish the talent and unique vision of Bosch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.3dresearch.com/bosch/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there.  I am now convinced Bosch was there too, in an astral travel!&lt;br /&gt;the only difference between my "garden of delights", and his, is that the people in mine were "modern", I was seeing the Garden of my times, whereas Bosch, of course, was seeing this place as to his times!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was in Bosch's  Garden of delights, for real, it exists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I do not bear any "warning messages", just that I saw a place that&lt;br /&gt;many many will go to live in some day.  A fact.  A place.  If anyone has had, in any moment in their lives, have had a thought or feeling or urge, that corresponds to this realm, they now have a Ticket of Admission, and will attend this Event for awhile!  No one escapes.&lt;br /&gt;"for we all have sinned", the Owner's manual says....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could do far far worse than to get down on your knees and Repent and accept Jesus as your savior NOW, and then live the rest of your life as a Puritan Fundamentalist, to make this visit *real* short!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would Work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[maybe another way would too, like Mohammadism or the N A Indian way, or Hinduism...etc.....another Path.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe another way would be to go down in your cellar and open up all your boxes and bring them all up to the sunlight and accept *every*&lt;br /&gt;thing in them as your own and deal with this stuff, either live it out in the world, or Transcend it so that you have no lessons to need to be learned&lt;br /&gt;in the hellworlds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to, in any further dream accounts, warn of Consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I will just report, like of maybe the weather Channel, I will be a "live reporter standing in the hurricane of a hellworld, reporting some of the scenery and of the events there!  It will be up to YOU to do anything about what I experience there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112506334744701407?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112506334744701407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112506334744701407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112506334744701407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112506334744701407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/visit-to-hellworld.html' title='a visit to a hellworld'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112480397682257260</id><published>2005-08-23T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:32:56.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a revival in 2 to 3 years</title><content type='html'>A post I made, today, on the Prophecies forum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://forum.prophecies.us/index.php&gt;http://forum.prophecies.us/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[come sign up!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream where I was told that something is going to save America from ruin...In 2 to 3 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin a new thread, here, about this, as this post is sort of a &lt;br /&gt;"continuation" of my last night's depressing post about Los Angeles and the fate of America, where L A has gone down and crazy.&lt;br /&gt;http://forum.prophecies.us/viewtopic.php?t=11009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[quote]&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a small discouging talk with a friend, This guy spoke at length to both of us about what it is like for him to live in L. A. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy says that most of downtown is "beyond dead", &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where L A is now, new York will be in 7 years and the rest of the country &lt;br /&gt;will be in another 7 years!"...They say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy , I learned, also sees that the whole of this country will be living like Iraq, in five years...Sporadic electric, and terror rules. Each person yet alive, who wants to survive, will have to Learn How To Kill! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my point was.... &lt;br /&gt;---that a country or a civilization gets Old too! You measure that man by his younger years, not the last five miserable years of his life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all apples Rot, eventually: countries too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes a country can get a "second wind" by having someone throw all of the rules away and then re-write the books, so that Meaning &lt;br /&gt;can be re-enabled. This person, historically, has a Name. &lt;br /&gt;It is called "A DICTATOR"! To cut the Gordian knot, you have to have one sword. One man has to Rule: Mussolini made the trains run on time, in 1938 Italy. The common person got so tired of all the social messes that they all elected him to Set Things Right! &lt;br /&gt;[/quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressing, isn't it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this here Freestone had another dream last night where I visited astral and heaven realms, and I was Told something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[where most people seem to have "psychological" dreams, I seem to now have dreams where nearly ever single night I deal with heaven and hell *as* a personal dream experience, where the "scenery" for my dreams IS in heaven and hell!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the first part of this dream was apparently visiting a large room full of  people who were in an atmosphere like the room was a bar, a pub in the lower astral.  At the rear of this room was a large open door, about 30 feet in size, partly filled with rocks with  "entities" standing guard.  I say "entities" as most of these things were not human beings!   They looked a bit like those demons in some computer games.   I was told that this door was a portal into Hell.&lt;br /&gt;[again: hell is, and exists, anyone who does not recognize this, is like a person who sits down in a subway train next to a  "devious" looking guy with a box with wires sticking out of it, and Not Notices!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after I left this terrible scene, as probably all of the people in this room were cuddling up next to hell, as they lived a life directing them to soon enter this place, I had a long long talk with someone, a someone who I will call, here, a "Mentor"!    Question and answers, for hours, I wish that I could remember what he said!   Mostly on spirit matters and of the Lay of the astral lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He *did* say one thing, just sort of "offhand" but to me this bit of info is triplely worth the whole dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says....&lt;br /&gt;"There will be a very great Spiritual, religious, revival, in America, in 2 to 3 years"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up, dawn had arrived, and now I know my Answer to Los Angeles!!&lt;br /&gt;For....There is yet another way that a civilization can get a "second wind"!&lt;br /&gt;And...interestingly enough, this solution does have the Tone of "dictatorship"!&lt;br /&gt;For one has to have some outside Authority, greater than the mess the country seems to be headed for, to give transcendent authority to turn things around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the "masses", this revival might look just like the standard Bible-thumping Fundamentalist/Charasimic revival, except that the scope of this will sweep through the whole land, seeming spontaneously!   *Everyone* will be involved.&lt;br /&gt;For the Older Souls, there will be a revival of the Spiritualist groups, with much mediumship and channelings, the old spiritualist camps will be renewed.  New age "religions" too, will get a Boost.  But for the average person, of younger soul age, meaning 80% of us, the revival will look just like that, a "revival".&lt;br /&gt;    I get the feeling that this will not be just some little increase either!&lt;br /&gt;It will appear as a kind of "tidal wave" or "earthquake", making radical&lt;br /&gt;changes in all of our ways of life, utterly!  The liberal "left" people, who are agnostic or atheist, will be in deeeep trouble, as they all will be left behind [pun intended, ala "left behind", as in "Rapture"!]&lt;br /&gt;for maybe "rapture" might be an analogy indeed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"rapture while still living on earth"....Where everyone is, or knows someone, who is utterly filled with the Holy Ghost Spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe years later, when the historians  look back at this revival, they will compare the revival to an "earthquake", or a "tidal wave", and then compare the prophecies that were rampant during the years leading up to&lt;br /&gt;this revival, where for about ten years, Seers both modern and ancient were seeing literal earthquakes, tidal waves, asteroids.  The historians might then see that these prophecies were SYMBOLIC of the Great Revival!!   This revival, I think, will have the same effect upon our lives, symbolicly, *as* the Foreseen prophecies of the 90s and the early 2000s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus morals and ethics will be the unwritten, and written,  law of the land, and everyone of us will "report for duty" so to speak, to "line up in formation with brooms in hand, like rifles at the ready, at dawn", so to speak, to&lt;br /&gt;begin to clean up our streets, physically and ethically, all across our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of hammers nailing boards will be the Song heard all across the country, fixing up the infrastructure, *and* our morals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all people will like this, as indeed there is a "dictator" here, at the very Top, God himself!   There will be people who will NOT like to know that there is something greater, out there, that will tell them what to do and how to live, as well as what to think and what to feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this here Freestone is only guessing as to HOW this revival&lt;br /&gt;will manifest.&lt;br /&gt;[this is the problem with prophecy-givers, they often receive a prophecy, then they add their own interpretation to it, but the writing out of  their prophecy ends up where no one can separate their interpretation from the actual Given prophecy!  People then think that his prophecy, ALL of it, came from spirit, whereas in many cases only a little of it came from spirit.  We read, instead, his personal biases at work!]&lt;br /&gt;I was only told...."A great religious revival in 2 or 3 years".&lt;br /&gt;There was no indication as to how this comes out, plays out, or even how this will occur, or what will be the focus.  I add my own guesses, trying to "over-dramatize" a bit, as I feel from what my Mentor told me, that this Revival will be Immense and sweeping!   My descriptions of it, try to give a feel as to how I think that this might play out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore....&lt;br /&gt;as "time" works differently in spirit than it works here, those "2 or 3 years", given by spirit time table reckonings, might play out, here on earth, to be 3 to 6 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as in the Bagavegeta, where Krishna Comes, due to the prayers of the Saints over how badly down the ethics had become, and Krishna says...&lt;br /&gt;In every Age where darkness clouds so thick that even the devout have trouble, I Come to renew the Light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this* is a major way a dying civilization gets a second wind and rejuvenates.&lt;br /&gt;And...I was Told by this spirit Mentor, that something of this nature will occur in America in 2 to 3 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe some, or all, of the hoped for Ideals, of the older souls, will become "working policy", of our government and social authority people.&lt;br /&gt;Better yet: have this "revival" so inner and utter, to all of us, that no laws&lt;br /&gt;or policy is needed, we all just Want to do social changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;environment, drugs, abortion, homelessness,  families....There are SO many issues.   Maybe at this time some of them will be addressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112480397682257260?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112480397682257260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112480397682257260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112480397682257260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112480397682257260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/revival-in-2-to-3-years.html' title='a revival in 2 to 3 years'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112455078877881431</id><published>2005-08-20T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T11:13:08.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>trip to heaven and hell</title><content type='html'>Well well well, another Dream where I was another person and I went to somewhere in the heaven worlds!&lt;br /&gt;[I seem to do this a lot, dream another person's life experiences, as if I were that person.  I get to see things that I ordinarily would never ever see.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[In this account I will use "I" and "he"  and "my" interchangeably]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the dream is in "fragments" as if ten minutes of a "day" were shown.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this started when I got up from my hospital bed, at the urging of a hospital orderly person: he wanted me to follow him to somewheres.  As we walked down the hallway, he told me that I was now in the Air force, drafted again, and my Orders await, in the next room.  As I walked along, I pondered how this could be, I was once in the us air force when I was 20, but now I am in my 60s.&lt;br /&gt;Through the door and into an office where a uniformed 2nd lieutenant sat at a desk, I sat in the chair by him and he pulled out of a folder a stack of orders.   My name was on them, he says and he gives to me a bunch of them and he tells me to walk through "that" door.   Another long hallway, no windows.  Another door, another officer who took some of the copies and told me to go into the waiting room for the airplane.&lt;br /&gt;    The I sat in a airplane seat, the plane took off, yet not a window to be seen. &lt;br /&gt;It landed, I walked through another set of long long windowless halls.  Another&lt;br /&gt;desk with uniformed officer who told me to wait in another room with the other men.&lt;br /&gt;Then we all walked into an auditorium that looked a bit like a church.  A speaker gave a long speech about ????.  Next to him was a large window covered with a curtain, I could not see through it.  Then just at the end of the speech, this curtain became transparent, and I could see blue sky with a few orange clouds.&lt;br /&gt;Another hall.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at a bathroom, there was no urinal or toilet, but there was a sink, so I washed my hands.  There was *just* this sink next to the wall, not even a cabinent under it.  The water flowed through the drain, down to the rug, no drainpipe, but the water disappeared, not a drop hit the rug, I pondered this....As I walked to yet another office to receive some more orders!&lt;br /&gt;   orders.&lt;br /&gt;orders to join some  "help people" group.  I then walked out into the sunshine, at least the sky was blue!   I  stood with other people, awaiting some mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[much later]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my shoes, they were black military shoes of good quality, but there was some small irritating something inside them, that bothered my heel.&lt;br /&gt;someone directed me to a cobbler, they said that he was "over there".   &lt;br /&gt;   here was a man who had a workbench outdoors without a roof or walls.  He sat the shoes on the bench and then he muttered a bit about how good the quality was but that&lt;br /&gt;"all of these shoes have this one small defect".  He then took some tools to pull out the offending strip of rubber.  All of a sudden one of his assistants calls to him for some help with another "case"!  He directs his assistant to go over to the bushes where a metal "boat" sat, a long john boat about 20 feet long, full of supplies and tools.  I saw that as this assistant pulled on the rope, this boat levitated to about a foot off of the ground!  It came easy, this boat sank back down to the ground when he stopped pulling it.  I could see several wooden barrels full of stuff, in the boat.  I was struck by how these barrels were of wood like as of about "1880" year, but they were brand new barrels!&lt;br /&gt;   The "case" behind me, that the cobbler was directed to, was strange looking.&lt;br /&gt;some "policemenlike" men were holding a man by the arms, forcibly, where the cobbler and his assistants placed a large bucket on the ground and then placed this man's foot in it and then poured some concrete like stuff in this bucket, so that this man would essentially have a heavy bucket as a "shoe"!  I could see tools in this bucket too, and as he walked slowly away, I could see an electric welder and &lt;br /&gt;car garage tools "stuck" to this bucket so that this poor guy had to DRAG all of this stuff with him where ever he went!  The "police let him go free.  I could then see that this man was nearly naked, and his whole body was utterly covered with tattoos!&lt;br /&gt;hi face, his arms ...All of his body.  *not* tattoos like we have here on earth, but these tattoos were of words!  I could not read them, the language was not something that I could read. &lt;br /&gt;[I had a thought: that this man was a mechanic of some sort and for all of his life he stole from his customers, and deliberately mis-repaired things so to make more money.  The "tattoos" were of a heaven language that tells of his Sins!  His very sin-life was burned into his skin, for all to read!]&lt;br /&gt;   I then watched him walk difficulty away.  He walked downhill from the cobbler shop, on a rutted road, the hill was about 50 feet down, he could drag all of this junk with him.  At the bottom of the hill I saw something utterly strange!  From further up this road came running to him a bunch of about 10 to 15  "critters".&lt;br /&gt;They walked upright like men, but were very very hairy all over their bodies.  They moved fast and they began to taunt and to torment this man with the concrete shoe!&lt;br /&gt;Then, some of these critters changed into "evil looking" men, men with old raggy clothes and beastlike faces!&lt;br /&gt;---end of dream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENTS:&lt;br /&gt;---the critters?   Well this man got off of his hospital bed all right, he DIED!&lt;br /&gt;he was taken to a welcome place in the lower heavens and eventually he saw what&lt;br /&gt;the "New Agers" would not like to see exist: DEMONS!  Yes, Demons, and yes, Virginia, there is such a place as HELL, in the afterlife realms and the hells are *NOT* at some deep realm, far far off from the heavens, hell exists right along with heaven and they intersect!  They are in the same place: what makes the difference&lt;br /&gt;between one seeing and experiencing hell, and one seeing and experiencing heaven, is&lt;br /&gt;YOUR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;What kind of life you live, now, here on earth, determines your afterlife fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good person, trying to live well, might only have a bit of "slightly irritating" shoe leather, that any cobbler can happily fix, but this same cobbler will also devise a devious Device to torment a "sinner", for years and years, where this sinner has to live with the Fruits of the Sin that he committed with his "eyes wide open" to what he had been doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just imagine wearing on your very skin, the Names of your sins, for all to see and to read!  Then to be endlessly Tormented by Demons, for ????? Long of a time!&lt;br /&gt;the "good" person might walk by these demons and he might not even be able to see them, or them see him, or maybe he could actually wave to them, and they wave back, then he walks on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not Choose these dreams, sports fans, I cannot help it if I say that hell and the heavens co-exist in the same vibrational place!  Or...Say that there IS such a thing as hell!!&lt;br /&gt;I have been there.  Seen it, experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw, about a month ago, a scene from "Hyromious Bosch", in my dreams!  It was REAL!!&lt;br /&gt;These places  exist, I saw a whole open field, miles in size, where there were hundreds and hundreds of people tormenting each other in ways of utter terribleness!&lt;br /&gt;Think:  "Bosch with modern stuff"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please life your life, now, as if you were already in heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112455078877881431?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112455078877881431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112455078877881431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112455078877881431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112455078877881431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/trip-to-heaven-and-hell.html' title='trip to heaven and hell'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112440423756101065</id><published>2005-08-18T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:30:37.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting in the Swingseat</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/35182890/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos31.flickr.com/35182890_6dadd30209.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/35182890/"&gt;sitting in the Swingseat&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	sitting in the Swingseat&lt;br /&gt;Oh how "midwestern", sitting in the swinging bench on a hot summer evening. This seat is located in the garden behind Georbia belle senior Home. I see people here a lot, notice the worn grass.&lt;br /&gt;far better than a rocking chair!&lt;br /&gt;Indeed that rocking motion induces the meditational mind, to reflect upon the Days Work Done, or the life's work too.&lt;br /&gt;I can well imagine this sitting under a tree in the backyard of an Ohio farmhouse, or a Nebraska home, or even a upstate new york dairy farm home.&lt;br /&gt;Create your own breeze, the lazy summer time. Too too bad that only the elderly have the Time for this anymore! Even kids, in many cities, have school year around, or play those "sports" that consume every single moment with *Organization-by-adults*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 18 Aug '05, 6.11pm EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112440423756101065?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112440423756101065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112440423756101065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112440423756101065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112440423756101065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/sitting-in-swingseat.html' title='sitting in the Swingseat'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112437226428338592</id><published>2005-08-18T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T09:37:44.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the young and the old generations</title><content type='html'>--a letter to someone about the older generation.  I live at Georgia belle apartments, a "independent living facility" for those over 62 years of age.  He sympathized about me having to "grief counsel" someone who just lost his wife after 60 years of marriage, and now he is alone, in an apartment full of her memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[QUOTE]Hello freestone :) Saw your post on ...... [forum]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too live in a Residency but its for the Disabled.Its called GEEL and its goal is to make people with disabilities fit into a normal safe environment so they may live full and productive lives.There are different stages and through the compassion and help of GEEL and my fellow clients I was able to get to the level of having my own apartment again in a beautiful safe neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks xxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I like to help people, but I have to create boundaries too, I know that.   I  help him with his computer and talk a bit, about once per week, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a DOUBLE generation gap, I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one, the usual one.&lt;br /&gt;two, the great divide between the people pre WW II and the 60s!   Baby boomers vs the ww II vets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vets?&lt;br /&gt;to follow orders given by authority one trusts, and to change is a sign of weakness, you broke before you bent!&lt;br /&gt;the Korean war brainwashings of the prisoners was the beginning of change.&lt;br /&gt;and the people who stayed home worked in the defense industries and put *everything* before one's self!&lt;br /&gt;home family, country came first, you came dead last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASCISM was the way even this country was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now today many of these old people are Lost, no rudder, no sail, no wheel, no compass, like that older lady in the caferteria line who lost her husband and the plenitude of choices utterly bewildered her, there was no "Eisenhower" to tell her what to order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so these older generation saved civilization for us all, the younger generations.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all of these people are facing the Tombstone, the ambulance will come for them some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another Tip,xxxx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not give to your father your old cast off computer, ye younger generation, that old 64meg ram 2.1 gig hard drive&lt;br /&gt;with all your Stuff, and errors, still on it, then sign him up for AOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here this man I helped did not even know how to open his mail, he expected that when AOL mail comes up, his letters all do too!&lt;br /&gt;"right click"???    Almost beyond him!!&lt;br /&gt;open an attachment??  Way way beyond him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cut and paste"?&lt;br /&gt;utter Sorcery, beyond mental comprehension, as the original&lt;br /&gt;IS the Thing, how could a copy of text be the same thing as it is a copy??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---now this man who had all of these problems, that I helped, was&lt;br /&gt;A FULL COLLEGE PROFESSOR&lt;br /&gt;who taught business and psychology and was a bomber pilot in ww II and flew private planes as a hobby until he could not pass the physicals anymore!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"!!!!!!" indeed, I cannot   empethis this enough:&lt;br /&gt;that the older generation is like, with computers, like the&lt;br /&gt;group of Brazil primitive Indians who had their picture taken with the Polaroid camera and they could not see their own image or the hut that they stood in front of!  They could not begin to see two dimensional images!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this man I helped is about 80 and NOT senile, not Alzeimers!&lt;br /&gt;He is just the older generation!!  This same man wanted me, once, to go to the Lab internet computer to check his mail, as I helped him establish a yahoo mail account up there on it.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him about why he could not get it on his own computer in his room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bewildered looks, he gave me!&lt;br /&gt;---come to find out, he thought that the mail is *IN* the computer that he signed up on, thus if he signed up for yahoo mail, he must read it there on *that* machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was another intelligent lady, in her late 60s, who told me that she would *NEVER EVER* have a computer!&lt;br /&gt;"why" I asked....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me, then, that "every single relative of mine has a computer and IF I were to get one, I will never ever ever get a real letter again as they will all send everything by e-mail"!&lt;br /&gt;I had to agree with her: she is utterly right, there is something about a real envelope with real paper and real handwriting, that is something MORE than email, especially for that older generation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;I was born in the baby bust time, 1941, I have a foot in two worlds, so that I see the advantages and the disadvantages, in both generations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I see, for the men, the wife WAS their heart, often only the wives did the Feeling for them, just as the man did the thinkings for his wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are several men, here in Georgia belle, who I never ever "finish" a conversation with!   I have to tear away in a mid-sentence as they are *quite* capable of a six hour&lt;br /&gt;"talk", and I do none of it, at Every opportunity that these men start a conversation with me!&lt;br /&gt;they would tell me of their whole lives, if I gave to them a whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not that far from the Tombstone, my self, at 64, I feel compassion for these people, but there is little that I can actually DO for them. In the end, each of us has to face that Tombstone alone, and the Dialogue with it consists of our lives.  &lt;br /&gt;If one faces It, I see, in bitterness and anger, then I notice that the whole of that person's life was of anger and bitterness.  I knew a man, once, in his late 80s who *ALWAYS*  clinched his fist in anger at *everyone* that he met, and he held the garbage in his apartment to spite the landlady and would not ever let even the landlady into his apartment.   I later met a distant relative of his and he told me that he was like that all of his life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was that railroad engineer who always was depressed.  A rainy day for him always.   Here, see, is a &lt;br /&gt;literal-thinking, objective man, who would have been *the* person to have near you when your car broke down:  now he faces his tombstone and he cannot grasp what heaven is like, or of what the Soul consists of, and no one can tell him, even a psychic or mystic, as he never had the language of the heart or of the soul, for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many older women talk mostly about their diseases too.&lt;br /&gt;for hours.  And of all of their friends sickness too.  Yes, they have lots of them too, many go to their doctors several times a week.&lt;br /&gt;There are at least 2 people, in Georgia belle, who take TWENTY PILLS&lt;br /&gt;each morning, and that is just the morning's swallow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there are the men who do not look at the sports as they pick up the morning paper, they go right to the Real Important Stuff, the obituary section!  To see what person&lt;br /&gt;they know has died, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually saw, once, a nursing home that sat right across the street from a large cemetery!  All of everyone could very well see the tombstones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was another man I knew who had enough anger in him to power the city for an hour if he stuck his finger in the electric socket plug!  Why?&lt;br /&gt;he worked hard all of his life, the farm in Georgia 1932, the war industries, etc...etc...&lt;br /&gt;he had to put all of his dreams into a box and put them into his attic, his family, country, town, relatives, came first.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, he sees the younger generation dancing the dances that he never ever could do, the "self-aculizational movements", and all of that.   He sees them all living their dreams that he could never do, and his Anger??&lt;br /&gt;His anger is that he is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAYING THEM ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do this dancing and living their dreams through welfare!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees them on food stamps, SSI, welfare, government programs of aid and help: all of that came and comes from his taxes and work social security payments.&lt;br /&gt;I indeed passed up a Easter dinner, and I indeed let him talk non-stop for the "real" four hours, but I learned utterly utterly&lt;br /&gt;why the older generation of the pre- WW II times&lt;br /&gt;do not like this younger generation of the hippy age of the 60s...70s...90s...now!&lt;br /&gt;for they, this younger generation, can now do what was self-denied them of the Great depression days!  For these Vets lived up to IDEALS called "civilization" where much of one's personal life was given up for the Greater Good of the masses&lt;br /&gt;of the rest of the people.  And, too, they lived up to personal Ideals like Truth honesty, integrity, where a handshake&lt;br /&gt;was a BOND, greater than a legal document!  Thus their little ego DID really come last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the modern generation sees this as "Nazi....Fascist"!&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;"black and white thinkings".&lt;br /&gt;the older generation is seen as "fundamentalist" in their religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pitch it all out and  hip-hop rap!  Think only of yourself and&lt;br /&gt;throw out those things called religion, like of that bumper&lt;br /&gt;sticker on a car, near 1996 Ithaca new York, that said...&lt;br /&gt;"get those Christmas carols OUT of our schools"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;offensive.&lt;br /&gt;deeply so!&lt;br /&gt;offensive to 80% of the world and now, today, in most cities, maybe 80% of a schoolroom consists of kids who indeed find xmas carols to be not relevant *and* very offensive!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta soon change the names of all the sports teams too, away from "Indian names"!    Like of that new York city school&lt;br /&gt;teacher of 8th grade who wrote that in her class of 30 kids *each* kid is from a different country, what can she teach them about Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the older generation, who mostly thought and felt, in black and white, and in *Absolutes* of right and wrong, are &lt;br /&gt;utterly utterly bewildered at the 6,049 shades of grey, in every issue of today's life!  That is what is meant, by many of these old people, when they say, "the values are going down, today"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fundamentalist preacher versus the new age Soul growth person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the baby boomers, when they all get to be 65...70...90 years of age, what will *they* think and feel, about the younger generation behind them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112437226428338592?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112437226428338592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112437226428338592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112437226428338592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112437226428338592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/young-and-old-generations.html' title='the young and the old generations'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112385771667955118</id><published>2005-08-12T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T10:41:56.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the ole piano at Georgia Belle</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/33248522/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/33248522_20d0882676.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/33248522/"&gt;the ole piano at Georgia Belle&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	the ole piano at Georgia Belle&lt;br /&gt;In the dining room of Georgia Belle independent living facilities, is this old piano. I just now ate my supper there, in this room. Yes the piano is used, used for the church services several times per week and on Sunday. Often someone will come down and play it. There are 161 people living here, all over 62 years of age. One of the nicest such places around, all agree.&lt;br /&gt;I will have to look, myself, to see what hymn that is, that is now on the stand. I know that it is a hymn. Might be too far away to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the "ole" piano. Not very old, actually, but the Tone that I get from this scene is a tone of "old times memories from where one came from, the 1930s...50s..." One plays, and listens, to remember, to recall the old days of the Midwestern farm church socials, or the home piano in Mother's home, in central Georgia, in the 1920s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall. Now the body is old and weak, but the memories of the good old days remain. Often that is all that is left, as one's spouse is now deceased, and one lives in a small apartment in a Senior Living Facility. The Ambulance comes several times a week, for someone, here, of the 161 residents&lt;br /&gt;of Georgia Belle. Everyone just Knows, that eventually this ambulance will Come For Them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very photo comes out a bit "hazy" as if the memories are dim, only the Good is recalled, after all, if this day was "1920", there is no "modern medicine", and probably 80% of these residents would either be in a nursing end-state-home, or dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this piano really, to me, symbolizes the "playing to remember" the past, as well as Jesus's Promise of eternal life after death, a death that looms so close in time, there is no way one here&lt;br /&gt;can escape their View of that Tombstone, as it sits just ahead of them, on their Path of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 11 Aug '05, 6.06pm EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112385771667955118?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112385771667955118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112385771667955118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112385771667955118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112385771667955118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/ole-piano-at-georgia-belle.html' title='the ole piano at Georgia Belle'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112385347658649447</id><published>2005-08-12T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T09:31:16.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my invitation to join a sai baba forum.</title><content type='html'>hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that here I will invite anyone who is interested to come visit my Forum, in http://www.quicktopic.com&lt;br /&gt;that is called,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sathya Sai Baba, 2005, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quicktopic.com/29/H/FE68KidtskS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a devotee of baba, but i am interested in him.&lt;br /&gt;I read so much, on the internet, about his "sex" activities, his doings with little boys and male devotees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some think that he is God Incarnate, the Kalki avatar!&lt;br /&gt;baba SAYS that he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooops!&lt;br /&gt;a "hot button" topic indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since i have had dreams about baba, I ought to be interested, thus i wish to find out from other devotees and ex-devotees, more about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112385347658649447?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112385347658649447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112385347658649447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112385347658649447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112385347658649447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-invitation-to-join-sai-baba-forum.html' title='my invitation to join a sai baba forum.'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112376682245716704</id><published>2005-08-11T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T09:27:02.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another freestone</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/33137144/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/33137144_2698a48ee8.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/freestone/33137144/"&gt;another freestone&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/freestone/"&gt;freestone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	another freestone&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend, Eric, who also bought his camera about the time I did. He took several photos of me, a much better "take" than the last time, as now I am more familar with Posing! I have many relatives who are 1200 miles away, and I will mail these off to them. Thus I now litter my photosite with two more pictures of "me"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded by freestone on 11 Aug '05, 9.05am EDT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112376682245716704?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112376682245716704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112376682245716704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112376682245716704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112376682245716704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-freestone.html' title='another freestone'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112376459388342825</id><published>2005-08-11T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T08:49:53.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sai baba and boysex</title><content type='html'>---a letter to a forum that I began, a "quicktopic" forum about Sathya Sai Baba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic: Sathya Sai Baba, 2005, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.quicktopic.com/29/H/FE68KidtskS&gt;http://www.quicktopic.com/29/H/FE68KidtskS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone posted about how sai baba has done sex acts to boys.&lt;br /&gt;[there are zillions of google sites on this, if you wish to read about the allegations against baba for homo acts on his boy devotees, let alone the grown men!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---my reply!&lt;br /&gt;ah, the sex experiences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once read a sort of "confidential memo" that baba wrote, or talked about, to his inner circle.   He spoke about how the Identification of Love, Truth, Goodness, with his FORM, has now got to stop!&lt;br /&gt;[so many devotees think that baba *is* the Lord, the christmas wrapping paper on the present-box is the contents!]&lt;br /&gt;he went on to talk about how love goodness truth has no form whatsoever.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Guess!&lt;br /&gt;baba made sure that no one would ever ever have a picture of baba on his/her wall ever ever again!  In fact, to &lt;br /&gt;dis-avow baba, deny baba and go back to Jesus or Mohammad or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;[maybe the muslum idea that there should be no icons of God, in image form, is a  very good idea!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus now Tal Brooke, who was one of the very first people to find out about baba and his sexing men and boys, has become a very Fundamentalist christian, and, i think, as of a few years ago, has joined with some of the Yale[?]...Harvard[?] inner circle of devout movers and shakers in the intellectual christain movement, there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, when you have a Direct Line to God, via Jesus, do you need *another* phone line?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus baba deliberately, in some manner, chose this sex thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, he has told over and over about how he cares not what people think of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably he will die alone, maybe even before his stated time of 94, 95, 96 years, that he has told how long he will live.  to die alone with hardly any devotees, and most people would call him, via history's  Judgement, a FAILURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus i would recommend that one knows that the spiritual life has no form or shape and that this reality is not in a picture of a man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a suspician that once i go to heaven, and visit that world of baba that baba says that all of his devotees go to after they die, and *IF* baba is who he says he is, then i would find, there, that all of the devotee's houses&lt;br /&gt;have no trace at all of baba there!  In fact no vistor would even be able to tell that this realm is "baba's realm", as there are no temples about him, no pictures or statues of him!&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that one would find there is a lot of love, truth and good acts, by everyone to everyone around them, and there would be beauty in all of the surroudings!&lt;br /&gt;no baba form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to the forum to post your experiences with baba, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freestone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3536152-112376459388342825?l=oneyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/feeds/112376459388342825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3536152&amp;postID=112376459388342825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112376459388342825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3536152/posts/default/112376459388342825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneyear.blogspot.com/2005/08/sai-baba-and-boysex.html' title='sai baba and boysex'/><author><name>freestone</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1474/30/200/P1010083.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3536152.post-112368060529733607</id><published>2005-08-10T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:30:05.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how to prepare for the ascension?</title><content type='html'>What is the Ascension, how can one best prepare &lt;br /&gt;for it?&lt;br /&gt;[what is the ascension?   In everyday "Christian terms", &lt;br /&gt;this is the "Rapture"!&lt;br /&gt;How then, can one best prepare one's life so that one can&lt;br /&gt; have the best chance of being Raptured?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just:  How can one best prepare to go to a higher heaven,&lt;br /&gt; after one dies?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Channeling, below, by the RA group though David Wilcox, &lt;br /&gt;is one of the best&lt;br /&gt;articles on this, that I have to see and to read,&lt;br /&gt; to date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ascension2000.com/09.28.03.htm&lt;br /&gt;David Wilcox&lt;br /&gt;[  http://ascension2000.com/  &lt;br /&gt;the homepage.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ascension2000.com/Ra-studyguide.htm&lt;br /&gt;the Ra material, as originally recieved by &lt;br /&gt;the ra group.&lt;br /&gt;then there is the CURRANT RA group, at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.llresearch.org/main.htm&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ascension:&lt;br /&gt;“Is It Real? If So, Am I Gonna Make It?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By David Wilcock&lt;br /&gt;9 / 26 / 03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is “all this Ascension stuff” for real, or is it just the imbecile &lt;br /&gt;fantasy of people deeply divorced from reality? Here is what the &lt;br /&gt;media never tells you, at least not all at once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that the Earth is experiencing global warming and &lt;br /&gt;other changes, whether the petroleum giants like it or not. &lt;br /&gt;Just read the headlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Ra. We greet you in the light and love of the One Infinite &lt;br /&gt;Creator. We communicate now through the guidance system of the &lt;br /&gt;entity David Wilcock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are doors within doors, corridors to be traveled, &lt;br /&gt;questions to be answered and tools of awakening to be discovered. &lt;br /&gt;The maze of the mind might seem a labyrinth at times, as there is &lt;br /&gt;the question of how one may look upon one’s existence as air &lt;br /&gt;traffic controller and question whether or not this occupational &lt;br /&gt;configuration is a true manifestation of the optimal path for one &lt;br /&gt;who has chosen service as a way of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The misgivings of the past have their undoing in the mind, &lt;br /&gt;which chooses to view certain experiences through a lens of &lt;br /&gt;self-criticism and judgment. The corkboard can hold a dart,&lt;br /&gt; regardless of how well it is aimed, after having been fired. &lt;br /&gt;There are those efforts that have missed the mark, so to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question of one’s purpose is truly the question of how cognizant &lt;br /&gt;one is of the game, in this case the dartboard, and how effectively &lt;br /&gt;that game can be played for the mutual benefit of other selves &lt;br /&gt;involved on your physical plane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vacuum cleaner deftly swoops up those detrimental pieces of lint &lt;br /&gt;that have gathered themselves in the carpeting of the house of your&lt;br /&gt; mind. Day by day there are those bits and pieces that fall &lt;br /&gt;to the ground, discarded seemingly without notice, which &lt;br /&gt;nevertheless&lt;br /&gt; form a residue of sorts. This residue then becomes that &lt;br /&gt;which is &lt;br /&gt;tread upon in one’s path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do want your pathways of the divine to be well kept.&lt;br /&gt; Therefore, it is a requirement that for greater levels of &lt;br /&gt;soul advancement, there [will] be the karmic housecleaning from &lt;br /&gt;time to time, the understanding of the disparity that may exist &lt;br /&gt;between one’s self-concept and that which is more optimal from a&lt;br /&gt; perspective that looks outside of space and time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, there are those mousetraps, if you will, which have some &lt;br /&gt;degree of tension in the spring and which have the cheese set &lt;br /&gt;out for the unwary rodent. The tension is not yet understood &lt;br /&gt;consciously, nor is the nature of the trap. We are not intending &lt;br /&gt;to speak in any threatening sounding way, but simply to advise the &lt;br /&gt;ways in which one can be lured by the temptation of having a &lt;br /&gt;derisive attitude toward oneself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entity has certain issues with the identification of sexual &lt;br /&gt;orientation as such, feeling that to truly use the “G” word, so &lt;br /&gt;to speak, is to cast an unfortunate label upon oneself which does&lt;br /&gt; then make one the equivalent of the devil in many a&lt;br /&gt; fundamentalist Christian church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognize, now, that we are cutting the tethers that have &lt;br /&gt;anchored you to the world of materiality. If you are to soar &lt;br /&gt;above, there must not be this baggage. The baggage is created &lt;br /&gt;in the ambiance of self-condemnation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would state for you, quite emphatically, that this is a &lt;br /&gt;Creation of boundless depths of insight, all of which are &lt;br /&gt;informed by the process of free will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action of free will upon experience is that which produces &lt;br /&gt;the catalyst for the remembrance of the One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day, the motorboat is started up at the time of the morning,&lt;br /&gt; and the motorized process by moving through the waters of spirit&lt;br /&gt; again occurs through the process of arriving at one’s place of work&lt;br /&gt; and becoming part of an automated system, such that the automation &lt;br /&gt;continues to float and function in a flawless manner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without air traffic controllers there would be no opportunity for &lt;br /&gt;those other selves upon said planes to arrive at their proper&lt;br /&gt; destination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent to which the airplane is used as a vehicle for soul&lt;br /&gt; transformation should [also] not be undermined. Indeed, many souls &lt;br /&gt;who would take an airplane flight are not routine business &lt;br /&gt;travelers,&lt;br /&gt; but rather those who are on a pilgrimage of sorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can come about in a variety of forms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-        It can come about through one who is visiting family &lt;br /&gt;some distance away. &lt;br /&gt;-        It can come about through one who has found a Godsend &lt;br /&gt;in a new relationship, but finds that this relationship requires&lt;br /&gt; travel. &lt;br /&gt;-        It can come about in one who has desire to have a vacation &lt;br /&gt;and break the monotonous drudge of life. &lt;br /&gt;-        It can come about in one who is investigating having a new &lt;br /&gt;place to live, and thereby changing one’s external circumstances so &lt;br /&gt;as to form a more fluid and complete life existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tangled knot of sorts that has wound itself into your heart has &lt;br /&gt;been in the process of unwinding. We would ask, therefore, that you &lt;br /&gt;recognize that it is a process, and do not contend yourself &lt;br /&gt;with feeling &lt;br /&gt;as if there is no further work to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not attempting to state that you have been doing this, but&lt;br /&gt; rather&lt;br /&gt; that you become more completely aware of the fact there are still &lt;br /&gt;those points of resistance which do impede the flow of energetics &lt;br /&gt;through the mind/body/spirit complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do want you to be aware of the extent to which your speaking, as&lt;br /&gt; David has suggested, is a measurement of the amount of flexibility&lt;br /&gt; of consciousness at one particular moment. When we speak of &lt;br /&gt;flexibility, we speak of the ability to use the spectrum of &lt;br /&gt;density &lt;br /&gt;levels or instreaming and outpouring rays of vibratory energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This flexibility is necessitated for the higher workings. It is a &lt;br /&gt;flexibility that comes about through one being balanced,&lt;br /&gt; self-knowing and self-aware. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balance, therefore, could come quite surgically and directly &lt;br /&gt;by stating to oneself that if bisexual is the nature, or if gay is&lt;br /&gt; the nature of ones’ personal choice, that this is utterly and&lt;br /&gt; completely acceptable. [Though controversial, especially for the &lt;br /&gt;more conventional religious types, the Law of One philosophy, as &lt;br /&gt;expressed in the L/L Research series of five books from 1981-84, &lt;br /&gt;states that “All paths are acceptable at the proper time and &lt;br /&gt;place for each entity.” – DW]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more and more of those in this society of yours who are &lt;br /&gt;recognizing that which is implicitly understood in higher realms; &lt;br /&gt;namely, gender is only a consequence of third density incarnation.&lt;br /&gt; Gender becomes increasingly irrelevant as one moves outside of &lt;br /&gt;third density. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may still be enough of a leaning in a particular soul so as &lt;br /&gt;to define the soul as more male or female in its overt vibratory &lt;br /&gt;status; however, since the physical body is much more of a &lt;br /&gt;thoughtform in nature, it would be equally possible for an entity&lt;br /&gt; that is feminine in its overall vibration to manifest a masculine &lt;br /&gt;form for a certain period of time and vice versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are increasing cases of those babies that are born with &lt;br /&gt;androgynous sexual organs, meaning that both sets of equipment, &lt;br /&gt;if you will, exist. This is but one form in which the DNA molecule&lt;br /&gt; is rebelling against its third density shacklings. While this &lt;br /&gt;androgyny is not a product of the fourth density body, so to speak,&lt;br /&gt; it rather has more to do with the essence of souls coming in at &lt;br /&gt;this time, which have not yet made a firm decision as to gender&lt;br /&gt; preference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do want the entity to be aware of the degree to which this &lt;br /&gt;fluidity of thought affects all other areas of inquiry. &lt;br /&gt;The fluidity of thought comes about through the meditative peace &lt;br /&gt;that is gained inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entity has indicated that there was a bout of alcoholism &lt;br /&gt;surrounding your year 2000, as time is measured. This, of course,&lt;br /&gt; is a statement of the sense of defiance and rebellion against the &lt;br /&gt;uptight and stuffy, constricted atmosphere that society has&lt;br /&gt; presented in many forms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entity is one who was content with the behaviors that were&lt;br /&gt; predefined by the conservative Judeo-Christian, Protestant mindset.&lt;br /&gt; Thus, one was to be the hive worker and perform a series of maneuvers&lt;br /&gt; along a predefined set of criteria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The system of rules itself is worshiped as God, though on the &lt;br /&gt;subconscious plane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not truly the thirst for the One Infinite Creator that sustains &lt;br /&gt;entities who follow such paths, but rather the thirst for structure, &lt;br /&gt;the thirst for a very clear definition of right and wrong, seen and &lt;br /&gt;unseen, known and unknown, good and evil, so as to remove the &lt;br /&gt;opportunity for internal seeking, deliberation and analysis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one has a rather immature concept of the universal cosmology which &lt;br /&gt;includes such things as implicit forgiveness once one is saved by the&lt;br /&gt; Blood of the Lamb, so to speak, then there is not the need to &lt;br /&gt;pulverize the questions that have required such pulverization. Rather,&lt;br /&gt; they can remain as rocks that tumble about in the mind, and can&lt;br /&gt; temporarily be sealed over with platitudes that state that as long &lt;br /&gt;as one continues to pay tithes to the church or to otherwise repent &lt;br /&gt;for one’s sins, as they have been called, then a balance of sorts &lt;br /&gt;is created. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relative balance/imbalance of one’s personal vibrations is &lt;br /&gt;never questioned in such a format, but only the extent to which&lt;br /&gt; the predefined set of criteria are then being met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we state a very important point, which is that the extent to&lt;br /&gt; which an entity is harvestable for fourth density has everything &lt;br /&gt;to do with making a choice? This, by its very nature, implies that&lt;br /&gt; one must break away from consensus thinking in order to make&lt;br /&gt; sufficient choices to be harvestable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it more bluntly, an entity cannot simply be content with &lt;br /&gt;a given system of spiritual teaching, follow that system without &lt;br /&gt;ever questioning it, and truly be fourth density harvestable, even&lt;br /&gt; if that system of thought is one in which service to others is&lt;br /&gt; defined as being an essential cornerstone of belief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we state quite clearly that true Service to Others is that &lt;br /&gt;which comes about through internal deliberation and analysis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Service to Others does not mean that you [are required to] go &lt;br /&gt;to a soup kitchen and begin spooning out that which is sought after &lt;br /&gt;by those who are homeless. True Service to Others does not mean &lt;br /&gt;joining the Peace Corps and moving off to some third-world country &lt;br /&gt;that is in desperate need of assistance, or otherwise giving of &lt;br /&gt;oneself in this externalized form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, these are expressions of service to others in a certain &lt;br /&gt;capacity, but when we state the term Service to Others, we are&lt;br /&gt; attempting to use three words to define something which is&lt;br /&gt; altogether&lt;br /&gt; more nebulous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true essence of Service To Others cannot be contained within the &lt;br /&gt;overt semantic description that the words provide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, rather, a statement of a status of being that is arrived at &lt;br /&gt;once one has achieved some degree of unveiling of the conscious &lt;br /&gt;motivations that underlie the self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent to which these motivations become conscious is the extent&lt;br /&gt; to which the soul has evolved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we speak of conscious motivations, we speak of the more &lt;br /&gt;complete form of consciousness, which does include that which your &lt;br /&gt;peoples would normally define as sub-conscious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become conscious of that which motivates the self is to become &lt;br /&gt;aware of the choices that have been made [in life], and of the&lt;br /&gt; extent to which most entities have declared martial law over their&lt;br /&gt; own free will in their minds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we state Service to Others as being the desirable path, that&lt;br /&gt; path has greater complexity than simply attending church or&lt;br /&gt; appeasing those around you and making them happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Service to Others path is a path of integration of self, and &lt;br /&gt;through that integration of self, becoming aware to some degree that &lt;br /&gt;there is no separation between self and others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is decidedly different than one only looking as far as to see &lt;br /&gt;it as being a function of volunteering one’s time in such things &lt;br /&gt;as a soup kitchen or otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this path is, in one sense, rather difficult to define,&lt;br /&gt; and any attempt to use one concept or one set of words is flawed&lt;br /&gt; by its very nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we decided upon the term Service to Others is to &lt;br /&gt;hone in on that which approaches the greatest degree of truth as&lt;br /&gt; a system of meditation for an awakening soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet a soul that only thinks of service in the conventional form &lt;br /&gt;will not truly grasp what it is that we are teaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem that we are wasting words or talking circuitously &lt;br /&gt;about this issue, but it is rather important since the Service &lt;br /&gt;to Others path is that which is required for an entity to become&lt;br /&gt; harvestable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize these musings as have been heretofore presented, &lt;br /&gt;let us state again the overall concept of what Service to Others&lt;br /&gt; truly means. From here we will then move forward to a &lt;br /&gt;delineation to a greater degree of how the entity then plugs&lt;br /&gt; in to such a system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true Service to Others path that is required for an entity&lt;br /&gt; to become harvestable is an internal decision that is made &lt;br /&gt;without the props that are provided by the material world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An entity that practices service to others and yet does not &lt;br /&gt;question anything beyond a given religious structure is not &lt;br /&gt;likely to be harvested, because this religious structure, by &lt;br /&gt;its very nature, implies that those outside of the structure&lt;br /&gt; are not to be served. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Christian distortions, an entity that is not “saved by &lt;br /&gt;the Blood of the Lamb” is, by its very nature, condemned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the overt, outside level, these entities appear to be condemning&lt;br /&gt; all others who do not follow their ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the more covert, internal, subconscious level, what these &lt;br /&gt;entities are actually doing is separating and isolating those &lt;br /&gt;aspects of themselves that they do not find favorable, and by &lt;br /&gt;making them the Devil, continuing to reinforce the partitioning &lt;br /&gt;and separation of the self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this is a form of war against self. In the vast majority&lt;br /&gt; of cases, those who have adhered strictly to a fundamentalist &lt;br /&gt;religion do not have the discernment to be able to incorporate &lt;br /&gt;the positive path to a significant enough degree in order to &lt;br /&gt;be harvestable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is required that an entity read its sacred scriptures, but &lt;br /&gt;not be bound by the interpretations of human beings to the words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order for one to cope effectively with the stressors that the &lt;br /&gt;physical world presents, one must have a more fluid perspective, &lt;br /&gt;wherein the essence of service is seen as being all-inclusive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words have always been hidden in that which came from the&lt;br /&gt; Master Jesus and other teachers, as in, “Love thy neighbor as &lt;br /&gt;you love yourself.” The neighbor does not have to be Christian &lt;br /&gt;for this to be in effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Service to Others path is a path wherein, truly speaking, &lt;br /&gt;one does experience all things desired. This means that one has &lt;br /&gt;cut off any sense of obligation to a given social structure. &lt;br /&gt;[We often point people to page 170 of the Law of One, Book One, &lt;br /&gt;in which it states, “The proper role of the entity is, &lt;br /&gt;in this density, to experience all things desired – to then &lt;br /&gt;analyze, accept and understand these experiences, distilling from &lt;br /&gt;them the love/light [love and wisdom] within them… Nothing shall &lt;br /&gt;be overcome; that which is not needed falls away… All things are &lt;br /&gt;acceptable in the proper time for each entity.”- DW]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are harvestable are not conformists by their very nature. &lt;br /&gt;Those who are harvestable are not those who go along with the &lt;br /&gt;party line, those who never question the institutions of &lt;br /&gt;society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are harvestable have superseded the need to be &lt;br /&gt;identified with a system of beliefs that is specific to one&lt;br /&gt; given culture or religion or government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will find that those who are ready for fourth density are &lt;br /&gt;those who have adopted a unique system of beliefs that is&lt;br /&gt; tailor-made to what interests them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have stated that an entity on the positive path must experience &lt;br /&gt;all things desired, and yet this alone is not sufficient. For once &lt;br /&gt;these experiences are sought after, they must then be understood,&lt;br /&gt; accepted, integrated and forgiven. Only when this is accomplished &lt;br /&gt;is the entity then capable to distill the love and light that &lt;br /&gt;can be found inside ones’ experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent to which an entity is capable of distilling its &lt;br /&gt;experiences through free will is the extent to which an entity&lt;br /&gt; has polarized on the positive path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The negative path is a separate discussion, dealing more with &lt;br /&gt;the love of self and the distillation of ones’ experiences in &lt;br /&gt;the direction of seeing others as being subservient to self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the entity at this time may be feeling as if the &lt;br /&gt;occupational configuration is not truly “service to others &lt;br /&gt;enough” to be a fulfillment of one’s spiritual path.&lt;br /&gt; Recognize&lt;br /&gt; that in one sense this is, as David might say, &lt;br /&gt;“old world thinking.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The implication is quite clear. In order to be on the &lt;br /&gt;positive path, one must be capable of doing one’s own thinking. &lt;br /&gt;Doing ones own thinking, by a very specific process, involves &lt;br /&gt;looking beyond that which society would define as spiritual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus we would ask the entity not to fall into often-seen &lt;br /&gt;trap of feeling that one must be doing something that most &lt;br /&gt;entities on your plane would define implicitly as “spiritual” &lt;br /&gt;in order to be moving in the right direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sense, one could say that society requires all forms of&lt;br /&gt; employment. Every role is spiritual in the sense to which society &lt;br /&gt;requires all these roles to function. If every entity were to &lt;br /&gt;take the path of the Buddha and put on a robe and sit out on &lt;br /&gt;the street with one’s begging bowl, then nothing would ever&lt;br /&gt; get accomplished and there would be no ability for society&lt;br /&gt; to move forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, when you move into those higher realms that are &lt;br /&gt;much more spiritual in nature than the third by virtue of the &lt;br /&gt;degree of unveiling that is then made possible in the&lt;br /&gt; mind/body/spirit complex, we do not have a situation where&lt;br /&gt; every entity is a teacher. There are those who do, and &lt;br /&gt;there are those who teach and there are those who &lt;br /&gt;nurture &lt;br /&gt;among many, many other delineations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are all sorts of different job descriptions for&lt;br /&gt; entities in higher planes. Many of these jobs do revolve&lt;br /&gt; around service to those in lower densities, specifically &lt;br /&gt;the third. And there are many ways in which that can take &lt;br /&gt;place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those entities, for example, who are responsible for&lt;br /&gt; configuring the evolution process on a given planetary influence&lt;br /&gt; such that the design of the varying insects and animal and bird &lt;br /&gt;and fish and humanoid species, etc., do then fall in line with &lt;br /&gt;the given materials that are present in that particular planetary &lt;br /&gt;influence and with the innate vibrations that are present &lt;br /&gt;in that area. This is but one of many jobs that &lt;br /&gt;can be accomplished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the entity did exist in a similar job capacity prior to &lt;br /&gt;becoming a physical human being in third density. This is an &lt;br /&gt;important point. The air traffic controller is not that much &lt;br /&gt;different from the job that the entity had prior to physical&lt;br /&gt; incarnation. And thus, this job has been gravitated towards, &lt;br /&gt;in a sense, by virtue of how there is a similarity with &lt;br /&gt;one’s previous experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This air traffic control is then considered to be a glorious service &lt;br /&gt;in the sense of how, in the original entity’s position that we are&lt;br /&gt; now speaking of, it involved the coordination of many different&lt;br /&gt; shuttling efforts that were being made to and from what you may &lt;br /&gt;think of as a mothership. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this process, then, there is a great degree of care that must be&lt;br /&gt; sought after in ensuring that these pathways which are then created &lt;br /&gt;do not interfere with the free will of the beings on the planet,&lt;br /&gt; by being constructed in such a way so as to evade radar and &lt;br /&gt;optical detectio
