This was a gift tonight as I watched this author , Whitney Webb, discuss her passion in writing a book that is open and honest about the who what when and where , there are elites who have dire plans for the world’s population ….
She refers to the Spiritual War we must participate in and prevail against these oligarchs.
/ Aldous Huxley /
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“The victim of mind manipulation does not know that he is a victim. To him, the walls of his prison are invisible, and he believes himself to be free.”
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“Aldous Leonard Huxley was an English writer and philosopher. He wrote nearly 50 books—both novels and non-fiction works—as well as wide-ranging essays, narratives, and poems. Born into the prominent Huxley family, he graduated from Balliol College, Oxford, with an undergraduate degree in English literature. Early in his career, he published short stories and poetry and edited the literary magazine Oxford Poetry, before going on to publish travel writing, satire, and screenplays. He spent the latter part of his life in the United States, living in Los Angeles from 1937 until his death. By the end of his life, Huxley was widely acknowledged as one of the foremost intellectuals of his time. He was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature nine times and was elected Companion of Literature by the Royal Society of Literature in 1962. Huxley was a pacifist.”
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Born: Aldous Leonard Huxley, Godalming, Surrey, England
Died: (aged), Los Angeles County, California, United States
Resting place: Compton, Surrey, England
Occupation: Writer, philosopher
Education: Eton College
Alma mater: Balliol College, Oxford
Notable works: Brave New World, Island, Point Counter Point, The Doors of Perception, The Perennial Philosophy, The Devils of Loudun
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‘Brave New World’ – Revisited
The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed. ~Ernest Hemingway
(Book: A Farewell to Arms https://amzn.to/3rnYuhM)
My brain “farts” It’s been rather entente for a few days, and I’m ” riding ” it out , cloistered in my room..
when this happened ….
I have no idea from where this song popped into my head , as I received guidance this afternoon , and I had to the note the change in intensity as Frank is so damn slow.. like a real fine bourbon …. I’m not sure I heard these songs as a child , but I was totally enamored with old movies , black and white of my grandparents time ….
Frank Sinatra
High Hopes
And these guys are so intense … and WOW I recall my own intensity , and how much energy and then drugs to step out of that .
Soooo glad at this time, ,I’m calmer, quieter, having for filled many missions , and lives within lives , for slow mo.
I’ve been struggling to be in this place without so many layers but I feel closer than ever to the goal of foundational stability and security , back to order , my bed , cooking, plants , walking in grass …so many joy filled things …
My 98 Jeep needs tie bars, and I knew that from a ways back when I had my helper and it was placed down on the list , upon moving last spring etc .
So that’s an expense but it’s necessary .
I love Autumn , as a winter baby, I like the slower pace , and the brilliance of the fall of the leaves , crunchy , then soggy , muffling Mother Earth like a blanket .
Perhaps it’s a symptom of being able to choose which realm you wish to be in…
However I discern a few spirits and ancestors having free reign of my head, on occasion , mostly for good .. A nod to the generations before me , and behind me …
Panic at the Disco
High Hopes
The Broken Strong Woman: A true testament of how resilient one can be if one fights! She did it, and you can, too! – Kindle edition by Dennis, Christine R.M.. Download it once and read it on your Kindle device, PC, phones or tablets. Use features like bookmarks, note taking and highlighting while reading The Broken Strong Woman: A true testament of how resilient one can be if one fights! She did it, and you can, too!.
— Read on www.amazon.com/Broken-Strong-Woman-testament-resilient-ebook/dp/B0CD8BQMQR/ref=sr_1_1
Angels have always resonated with me , and as a Mom I collected angels and cherubs . I indeed knew the angelic essence of our children , and elders …And some showed me shadow and pain..
I do feel the power and presence of Angels 🙏🏼👼😇
On June 19, 1968, 50,000 people marched to the capital demanding economic rights. The occupation lasted forty-two days before being dispersed by police. 54-years later, on June 18, 2022, thousands again descended upon the capital insisting that the dignity and plight of poor people be addressed by the powerful.
— Read on jeffreynall.substack.com/p/from-fdr-to-coretta-scott-king-economic-a1d
What a beautiful soul, and may she celebrate her birthday in abundant good health and comfort of her every need
Happy 80th Birthday Tuesday Weld
On the set of DOBIE GILLIS the crew noticed Tuesday off camera was shy and withdrawn, as if hiding something. She was seen hitchhiking from the set and no one had actually met her mother. Then the crew noticed she would hit the food table after the actors had left and put the food in her handbag.
Her mom would leave her for weeks and months at a time on flings beginning when she a pre-teenager. There would be no money or food. She tried out for the role on Gillis hoping she could make enough money to eat. Today Tuesday is 80 years old. But she is also a survivor. Respect.
WHAT IF?
What if you’re never ready?
What if, this is as close to being ready that you’ll ever actually be?
What if, the biggest regret you have when you look back on your life, is that you wasted time waiting, waiting to be better, when you were already so very much enough?
What if, the last thought you have when your life comes to an end, is that you didn’t do enough living whilst you were alive?
My friend, this is it.
This is your life, right here, right now.
And let me tell you something, somebody somewhere went to sleep last night assuming tomorrow would be a new day.
And it wasn’t.
Today is the day.
Every day is the day.
Life waits for no one.
Seize the moment, seize the day.
Dance like nobody’s watching.
Watch the sunset.
Eat the delicious cake.
Put your bare feet on the cool grass.
Be alive.
Be ALIVE.
Put your hand on your chest and feel that heartbeat pulsing through your body.
That’s all you need to be ready.
That is truly all the purpose you ever really need.
You, my friend, are alive.
So live.
Donna Ashworth:
From ‘To The Women: words to live by’
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Art by the glorious Demelsa Haughton Illustration
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. ~Oriah Mountain Dreamer
(Book: The Invitation https://amzn.to/3KHUsHv)
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