For Lisa P – Something Else

[very brief thoughts from a tired   ~burning woman~   by Sha’Tara]

It’s 8:45 (at the moment), or 20:45 if you will and I’m too tired to really write anything coherent, but my mind won’t stop churning.  It’s like some crazed voice saying, “Write it, write it, write it!” and each inflection louder than the next.   

“What?”  Meaning, write what in particular?  As usual, unless I’m taken over by the muse to write fiction (what’s fiction again?) I have a dozen ideas floating in my mind from all the impressions I get of a world in turmoil, gone made, over the deep end and of a group-think mindset that generally speaking, doesn’t have a clue and couldn’t care less.

Do I want to talk about that?  No.  There’s enough of that everywhere I turn and tune. 

What then, my feelings about it all?  Why should my feelings matter so much they need to be superimposed over those of someone else?  They don’t, they really don’t.  If there’s one thing I’ve learned from this one life, and I’m old enough to know this, it’s that what I think and feel is just as important as what everybody else thinks and feels, and vice versa.  I’m just as special as everyone else, and so are my feelings. 

So, that’s me out of the way (like that’s even possible!) so what does the crazy voice want me to write about? 

I know, of course I know: it wants me to write about Something Else.  And I will, or I would, if only I had the language to express it but my languages only know Something Else as just that: something else.  Not even capitalized, just something else, so much so, I am leaving this “uncategorized.”

At least I can close with this: I know how you feel now, Lisa Palmer.  

Depersonalization or Scientific Enlightenment?

Been waiting for this one! Well said. Too much of modern science is not only contradictory, but entering into the realm of faith, a very bad religion.

Storiform.com

There’s a rare and miserable condition called depersonalization disorder (DPD) that takes away the sense of “self” so there’s no “I” causing things – regular things like walking, talking, thinking and deciding.

There’s a loss of the “sense of agency,” a loss of the normal feeling that you’re initiating, executing and controlling your own actions. Patients describe “the suffocating pain of unreality.”

“DPD patients show increased prefrontal activation as well as reduced activation in insula/limbic-related areas to aversive, arousing emotional stimuli.”

The DSM IV says they “may feel like an automaton.”

An automaton is “a machine that performs a function according to a predetermined set of instructions.”

But why would science considers this a disorder?

If we take scientific materialism to heart, then everything truly is mechanical (reducible to matter and energy). We are automatons. No alternative exists in science.

Sure, Heisenberg’s uncertainty may limit our predictability, or not, but…

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The Holy Grail

As I read this post, and liked it more and more, I decided to reblog it. It talks of personal experience I’ve gone through in my quest for understanding of life’s purpose, and of things I continue to experience. Life CAN be good if we seek the proper source so we in turn may express it properly.

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The Holy Grail was basically started by the Arthurian legends. The legends were coded with heretical information about the blood line of the biblical Jesus. That is why medieval writers came up with an alternative for the Holy Grail. San greal means “Holy Grail” and sang real means “royal blood”. I’m going to give you the true meaning of the Holy Grail and it was around way before Christianity or any other patriarch religion.

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Acts of Desolation #2

A fascinating story, from Libramoon

Year of Prophecies

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There are some streets blissfully deserted in that magic time around dawn.  Catching a pattern here?  Living in the city, but not of it, or at least among the people.  There are millions of souls in this city.  I avoid them as much as I can.  Souls can be really icky, especially the ones who don’t know they are dead.  A lot of the ones who do know they’re dead can be just as bad.  Wandering around with no future can be frustrating.  Best to keep to myself, I say. 
 
I need to go out, to scavenge for my living.  Around dawn, it’s light enough without being too light.  Anyone still out from the night before is too trashed to be much of a threat.  Anyone starting their day has too much on their mind to notice me.
 
But there she was, that girl, her ghost…

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Why I decided to work for Putin and the Russians

A admit, I read Jon’s stuff. I believe most of it, and some I don’t because you can’t believe everything you read: that’s a law. I am reblogging this because I too am part of the majority of Russian agents whom in Canada become activated by partaking of a special drug called “Poutine” which is hidden in a specialty Canadian dish of the same name. Of course, everybody knows that, right? Anyway and as usual Jon pulls no punches. We’re all Russian agents except for those that aren’t and there’s damn few of those. There seems to be only two stalwarts left: John McCain and Hillary Clinton, America’s last heroes. I knew a long time ago this wouldn’t end well…

Jon Rappoport's Blog

Why I decided to work for Putin and the Russians

by Jon Rappoport

March 16, 2017

Now John McCain says Senator Rand Paul is working for the Russians.

Well, that did it. That tipped the scale for me.

As my readers know, I have a fierce desire to go along with current trends, and I don’t want to be left behind. Since pretty much everybody in the US is working for Putin, I have to sign up, too.

So I put in a few calls, and they took me on board. Hail to Russia! Down with the USA! I’ll surely be able to write press (propaganda) releases for English speakers.

My first shot out of the box: did you know the Clintons helped Putin gain control of 20% of US uranium production? See, that way, I can make Hillary seem to be the real Russian agent, and I can deflect…

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Slavery – The Black and White Difference between East and West

An historical look at slavery in man’s world. Sometimes I wonder if, with the visible collapse of civilization, those who drive the collapse aren’t making plans to re-instate slavery in chains as was the case. Modern man feels rather smug that such a thing is no longer possible, but the signs are all around that it is more than possible, it is a certainty.

Life in Russia

The Expansion East

While United States was expanded westward, Russia was expanding east creating a vast empire. At the height of the Russian Federation‘s expansion it covered one sixth of Earth‘s land surface which is comparable to the total landmass of North America. Today Russia is one eighth of the worlds’ total landmass. As it is, it’s twice the size of the United States and spanning nine time zones. Only the British and Mongol empires were greater in size. See more here.

The Greeks were First to Expand into Russia

The Greeks were the first to appear in the written history of Russia, settling on the northern shores of the Black Sea around 700 B.C. It would take another 1500 years for the Vikings to establish their presence in Russia. Forming what would come to be know as Kievan Rus, they secured trade routes to Persia and…

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“The older I grow, the more I distrust the familiar doctrine that age brings wisdom.” – H.L. Mencken

This is a long article, but well worth reading, and checking the statements made with the graphs provided. So many people complaining they don’t know what’s real and what’s fake news anymore. Well, here’s some real news that says it, and shows it, like it really is. Enjoy… or not.

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Source:  https://www.theburningplatform.com/2017/03/07/what-the-hell-is-going-on/

“The older I grow, the more I distrust the familiar doctrine that age brings wisdom.” –  H.L. Mencken

 “The older I get the less I listen to what people say and the more I look at what they do.”– Andrew Carnegie

I’m 53 years old. The older I get the less sure I am about things I was sure about when I was 25 years old. I believed stocks for the long run was an unquestioned truth. I believed our economy was based on free market capitalism. I believed stock prices were based upon profits and cash flows. I believed a home was a place to live – not an investment. I believed the Catholic Church was run by good men doing good things. I believed journalists and the media were watchdogs working on behalf of the public. I believed our military was protecting our…

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