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Thursday, July 31, 2003

http://www.livejournal.com/

livejournal.com
about 570,000 users.
mosteveryone here knows about this site, i have a journal there too....
http://www.livejournal.com/users/freestone/

--but there is a feature that i never knew about that today blows me away!!
their search engine.
they have a option to search by user towns or cities of residence!!

I immediately, in my few minutes left on the computer, i thought of looking up my puny upstate new york hometown of Interlaken ny.

TWO HITS

my city i live in....tallahassee...has over 1000 hits.

*think* of the possibilities sports fans!
--look up your tiny hometown
---or any other place you or your friends live!

over lunch, i thought...why stop there!!
"bagdad"[sp], Iraq!
--open an atlas and look up some small town in russia....new zealand....
--how about Ome, japan....??

hi all...yes I can sit here at Strozier Library and ruminate some more....
I feel all around me, the aura of the place that i am in. As if it is ME that feels the feel, as if the currants of emotion that swirl about me, are my own, but are not. I sometimes slightly bereate myself for being "neortic" if i sense, say, a store and do not feel good about even going into it as i "feel' something not-nice about it, even from the street. usually i am right, when i do enter, right about what I had felt from the street!!

there is a true story, about a lady....She grew up on a farm way way out there in the boonies, in the 1920s. One of about 6 kids. All her brothers and sisters always kidded her about the "colors" that she could see! One day she pointed out to them, a rainbow, and how pretty the 6 or 7 colors were.
"what colors"? they jabbed back! "we only see THREE colors"!
--off to mama and papa!
"mama..daddy...how many colors in the rainbow"?
both replied..."three of course; anyone knows that"!
!!!
*very* rural. no other people for miles and miles and miles.
ALL THE FAMILY WAS COLOR-BLIND BUT HER!!
--took her years and years and years to accept herself, from the "damage' done to her!

moral: anyone who is "psychic", "sensitive", deals with the spiritworld...etc...etc, is in this same boat as this girl, in our society!!

Few other people admit to their own small sensitivity, that is the nature of all people, but that they cover it over, do not "excercise those muscles, to grow them", do not validate these small talants.
Our way of life is what is called "worldly", and these here talants do not count for much, for most people. That *might* be "ok" if one's talants are not "strong" in these areas of the soul: what happens to a person who has been "delt" the lifecards of having Talants in this area that are much more in "abilities and gifts" than of most other people around him/her??!
--no one re-inforces these gifts, by "validating" them!
---there are few "schools" that offer "psychic 101", as a course, let alone #202...302....grad school!
---few teachers also.

advice??
just as in dream interpetation...the first and *most* important question is *NOT* what the dream means, it is "do dreams have a meaning that is more than just {brain motorings at night}?"!
Thus if one believes that dreams have no meaning at all; the second question..."what does this here dream mean" will never never be even asked, let alone answered!
Thus FIRST one has to believe and to Know that all the kinds of "psychicness" is Real and is important to develop, before one can ask about how to grow and to use this talant! One has to self-validate that the talant is real and is important, first.

i.e.
Now that I know that my own inner feelings are actually a reflection of what is collectively going on within the 200-foot space around me, involving other people present, or present in the room, from the immediate past: then i can "distance" these feelings, if "negative" from myself, in that i can now say..."it is not I that "am" this"!
Then i can use the feelings, to learn, control, use...

example.

I get out of my car, at the parking lot, in the State Park. I walk up the trail to the "attraction": "Grandview"....a 300-foot cliff
overlooking a vast plain. As i walk towards the overlook railing, i see that there are Created spots, by the park people, that are slightly better to see the view. I, knowing my talant, walk to be very very sure that I stand where the MOST people have stood, to see the ten mile view. i be sure to not stand where no one has ever stood.
why?
As everyone who sees this incredible view, has a profound feeling of awe and wonder, this vibe has, over the years, saturated the very spot, just like of how old churches are saturated with that holy-feeling, created by years and years of devoted worshippers.
See, sports fans, i am not going to just "get off" on my own wonder, my own awe, I want to feel all of the other people's awe too!
their awe, intensifies mine! does not matter if i stand there alone, on a "off tourist day"! that psychic field is near-permanently there! a thousand viewers, over a year, can create
a powerfull psychic field!

---enough for today: maybe more later.
freestone

Tuesday, July 29, 2003

----more ruminations on being a "sensitive"!

there *are* sensitives out there, but there is precious little training, out there, for these people to develop their sensitivity so that it could be a asset, not a near-liability!

when the whole world is like a "soccer game" and the "coach's way" is the only way....where is there a place to turn to?!
In the 1880s, there was a term, when Spiritualism, was a large Path, and many followed it, a term called..."sitting for development". this was where a person with "psychic" talants , went to a kind of "school" so that these talants would be trained and the channel to spirit would be opened. there are many many "undeveloped" mediums and psychics that benefited from this training as these people, before this training, would just be prey to all spirit influence, mostly "bad"! this 'school" was usualy just between one trainer and the pupil, with several spirit guides in attendance so that many of the teachers were discarnates! usualy this classroom was in a quiet place, in a Camp, or a medium's home.

shamans would go through this training too: first the shaman-to-be, is called by spirit to be a shaman...then he or she would have a teacher or Guru to help this pupil flower to the Potential of his calling. he would have to learn the sign language of symbols and the ways of astral travel and how to interpet what he sees, in the spirit world.
usually shamans were living off from the village, after their trainings. no one really loved them: theirs was a alone path, they were feared, more than loved, and no one, in the tribe, would hurt the shaman, for obvious reasons: he knew Magik!!

so, in this little letter, i warn as well as counsel, as most of one's friends would drop away, if one "opened" and developed one's psychic nature. often a psychic is "forced" by spirit and her guides TO develop, as it is a life-calling! 'forced' as often the pupil fights the call!!

yes, i have read as much, from guides..."most people should just be bank tellers and housewives and develop the stewardship of matter, being a pupil in the material world...never to even think about, let alone touch the psychic area!!"

yes, to know the evil that lurks within each and every soul, if one develops "telephathy"!
...then ya gotta live with this knowledge!

i.e.-----all your friends introduce you to a "wonderfull man". you feel that his soul is corrupt, and you stay away and when all your friends ask you why you do not develop a relationship with him, you tell them why. they all become very DEEPLY offended, as they all but worship the very ground that he walks upon! you lose your friends, over that!!
then a year later, you read that the police drag him away, from some utterly terrible abuse of a lady, and throw him in jail and "toss the key away"! as you confrount these ex-friends over *that*, they all go into abject DENIAL!
You then learn that these people *still* worship the ground that he walks upon!!!
but you know the truth, now...upon your walk along the "stony alonesome road"!

most people, in the West, are NOT ready to live like this!
Carl Jung, once wrote...."the path of Individualzation, is not for the massess."
another man wrote...."to enter the collective uncounscious...is not something that western people are prepared for! Most people should just continue to live their lives, asleep to this, and do their jobs"!!

remember: the emergant forest tree, that is taller than all the other trees, will get the Birds to roost on it! take the hit.
Japan:the saying is..."the nail that sticks out, from all the rest of the nails, is the first to get the Hammer"!

we are not talking about "social conformity" here, sports fans, however!!! this is about "being psychic"! being a "sensitive", in the many ways of the gifts of this...whether being a "psychic, a channeler, a mage, a shaman....
do you have the guts?!

I, myself, would feel very very uncomfortable in large cities. i find that any public library is "too busy" to read in! no, i do not mean..."too many people"! i mean that the actual thought forms of all the thinkings of all the people, are so thick, in the sub-astral space, that my own thoughts cannot crowd into the small spaces between all the other thoughts! "thoughts are THINGS"---is an ancient spirit teaching!
when i live out in the country for a week or so, i get to where even small towns bother me! on a country walk, there would be some houses, i find, that i just cannot meditate or pray near, as the people who live in them have such awfull vibes and the vibes radiate about 500 feet away, out onto the road!

end of leeter for today. timeis up.


Monday, July 28, 2003

depression!

I walked back home from the FSU library, yesterday, after my "depressing" little post, and got even MORE depressed! big mistake, walking through student Housing!
then I Realized!
I go through this three times a year, DEPRESSION big time! mechanically. always and on the very same dates each and every year.
Here yesterday, the weather was sublime, the skies so clear and all i could possibly feel was a big blue funk
...as 20,000 other kids feel the very same way.

"Final Judgement is due and i am failing and i spent all of the summer goofing off and the first final is 8 am Monday"!

final exams!
finals week at FSU!
three times per year, in this college town of, in the fall/winter semesters, all of 80,000 kids!
80,000 de-pressesed kids!
the psychic field is awesome: 80,000 depressed souls! every bit of my 62 gigabyte brain's cells, are filled with the undertow of 80,000 souls' depressions.

"ego-humbling" in my personal sense, as i have all my inner planets in cancer, mars in pices, and all the rest in the twelth house!!
Here i am, a "man", in America, the land of the "strong man", and I tremble at every little ole thing!

In my Imagination: a talk with friend, who is a soccer coach and is a bit "extrovert".
I tell him..."I, freestone, am a Sensitive, that is my Strength."
He talks..."soccer coach talk, about overcoming and being strong!
I say back to him...."why take STRONG FILM. take this ultra-sensitive, the finest-grained film that they make, and open up this camera and hold this film up to the noonday tropical sun, for an hour: this is STRONG film and strong film can take anything thrown at it, why you can drive nails with it, it is so strong"!
----maybe my reply will have it sink into him that one's soul-strength might have not a bit of relationship with what "Western man" might define as a "strength"! In my own case, one of my soul-abilities is in being of the finest grade of Litmus paper, or of the finest ball-bearing weather vane, a vane that can turn to detect the *faintest * breeze!
[you would not use a vaccum cleaner , on "suction" to blow leaves off of your driveway, would you now?!! a "soccer coach" just MIGHT!!]

*what* that means is that i am a "weather vane" in the collective uncounscouis, and that if i sit with someone at a table for coffee and he is depressed, HE would have to be "cured", by me/him/spirit, or else I am depressed with him!
I talked to a lady friend, once......."oh hello, how is your depression today"?
"I am NOT depressed, Stony"
"mumble mumble'.......
[what could i tell her, her depression was as obvious to me as the sun!! she might have been momentarily happy, but that moment of happy-nesss was "one hour out of 407,999 hours, of DE-pression depression!!" *that* encounter Taught me how the soul is built up over time, and the Aura was depressed, in her, such that I could feel, within her, the whole 20 years of her depression: any joy that she today had, was a mere "paint job", a surfaceness, on a vast body of depression!
when ya build a Mighty Muscle, through excercise, it will be huge!
or
dribble the basketball and when you stop dribbling, the ball will keep bouncing for quite some time!]
thus.
this poor lady has now a "home-base" in depression, and her soul will keep ever ever that form, as she keeps a-adding yet MORE depression to it, and this depression will pull her down, back to it, even as she lifts her head above the "depressional waters", for a moment of joy...this "joy" is "not real" to her soul, thus her soul would deny that moment of happyness, as not being "real"!
pour the concrete into a Form, and when the cement hardens, this form can be broken away and the concrete keeps the shape forever: "when the bottle is broken, the soul flies to heaven"!
when her body dies and her soul flies Free, it will be in that depression-shape! it will "like to like"...go to a place, in the spirit worlds, where depression *is* the Way! She might join the group of "Lamenting Angels"...those spirits who poeticly lament the Pain of existance: she will have discovered that her whole life-time, on earth, was Preparation for this service!

I. as a
PSYCHIC EMPATH
feel it all...the anger of a street full of cars at rush hour....the happyness of a child...the depressions of
a mall-sitter, around the Fountain. there are some people that if i get even near them, i just want to go to a sink and wash wash wash wash, using the whole bar of soap...trying to C_L_E_A_N_S_E
my aura of this person's awfullness!
[prayer is much much better!!]
I can even feel the aura of a town, by running my finger over the map, over the town, on this map!
Makes it hard to be a "man" in america!!

depression!

I walked back home from the FSU library, yesterday, after my "depressing" little post, and got even MORE depressed! big mistake, walking through student Housing!
then I Realized!
I go through this three times a year, DEPRESSION big time! mechanically. always and on the very same dates each and every year.
Here yesterday, the weather was sublime, the skies so clear and all i could possibly feel was a big blue funk
...as 20,000 other kids feel the very same way.

"Final Judgement is due and i am failing and i spent all of the summer goofing off and the first final is 8 am Monday"!

final exams!
finals week at FSU!
three times per year, in this college town of, in the fall/winter semesters, all of 80,000 kids!
80,000 de-pressesed kids!
the psychic field is awesome: 80,000 depressed souls! every bit of my 62 gigabyte brain's cells, are filled with the undertow of 80,000 souls' depressions.

"ego-humbling" in my personal sense, as i have all my inner planets in cancer, mars in pices, and all the rest in the twelth house!!
Here i am, a "man", in America, the land of the "strong man", and I tremble at every little ole thing!

In my Imagination: a talk with friend, who is a soccer coach and is a bit "extrovert".
I tell him..."I, freestone, am a Sensitive, that is my Strength."
He talks..."soccer coach talk, about overcoming and being strong!
I say back to him...."why take STRONG FILM. take this ultra-sensitive, the finest-grained film that they make, and open up this camera and hold this film up to the noonday tropical sun, for an hour: this is STRONG film and strong film can take anything thrown at it, why you can drive nails with it, it is so strong"!
----maybe my reply will have it sink into him that one's soul-strength might have not a bit of relationship with what "Western man" might define as a "strength"! In my own case, one of my soul-abilities is in being of the finest grade of Litmus paper, or of the finest ball-bearing weather vane, a vane that can turn to detect the *faintest * breeze!
[you would not use a vaccum cleaner , on "suction" to blow leaves off of your driveway, would you now?!! a "soccer coach" just MIGHT!!]

*what* that means is that i am a "weather vane" in the collective uncounscouis, and that if i sit with someone at a table for coffee and he is depressed, HE would have to be "cured", by me/him/spirit, or else I am depressed with him!
I talked to a lady friend, once......."oh hello, how is your depression today"?
"I am NOT depressed, Stony"
"mumble mumble'.......
[what could i tell her, her depression was as obvious to me as the sun!! she might have been momentarily happy, but that moment of happy-nesss was "one hour out of 407,999 hours, of DE-pression depression!!" *that* encounter Taught me how the soul is built up over time, and the Aura was depressed, in her, such that I could feel, within her, the whole 20 years of her depression: any joy that she today had, was a mere "paint job", a surfaceness, on a vast body of depression!
when ya build a Mighty Muscle, through excercise, it will be huge!
or
dribble the basketball and when you stop dribbling, the ball will keep bouncing for quite some time!]
thus.
this poor lady has now a "home-base" in depression, and her soul will keep ever ever that form, as she keeps a-adding yet MORE depression to it, and this depression will pull her down, back to it, even as she lifts her head above the "depressional waters", for a moment of joy...this "joy" is "not real" to her soul, thus her soul would deny that moment of happyness, as not being "real"!
pour the concrete into a Form, and when the cement hardens, this form can be broken away and the concrete keeps the shape forever: "when the bottle is broken, the soul flies to heaven"!
when her body dies and her soul flies Free, it will be in that depression-shape! it will "like to like"...go to a place, in the spirit worlds, where depression *is* the Way! She might join the group of "Lamenting Angels"...those spirits who poeticly lament the Pain of existance: she will have discovered that her whole life-time, on earth, was Preparation for this service!

I. as a
PSYCHIC EMPATH
feel it all...the anger of a street full of cars at rush hour....the happyness of a child...the depressions of
a mall-sitter, around the Fountain. there are some people that if i get even near them, i just want to go to a sink and wash wash wash wash, using the whole bar of soap...trying to C_L_E_A_N_S_E
my aura of this person's awfullness!
[prayer is much much better!!]
I can even feel the aura of a town, by running my finger over the map, over the town, on this map!
Makes it hard to be a "man" in america!!

Sunday, July 27, 2003

28,993

---so the book burns my nose!
Oh b-o-o-k-s!
The burning eyes, the irratated nose, the "feeling like a bottle-cleaning brush has been reamed down my throat", lungs sear a bit!
yes, open, today, at Borders, a atlas on sale for $10. just look at it for about two seconds and my eyes burn. the *INK*...see! they make ink these days, so that i cannot indulge in reading very much. the National geographic is a toxic substance and never to be touched again! most mags are like that. i get hot hands when reading many newspapers, and i wimp out, in the sunday times by the time i get to the ARTS section or the travel section as the ink is far far far toooo much!

no books in MY apt, thank you! Oh i have a few computer books safely sealed off in a cupboard.
mags get dumsterized, recyclized, right after reading.

I now know why the red-tipped cane, for the blind is RED, even though they cannot see that: only we can see the red color. That is *because* this red cane is for us, not the blind person.
it is a "flag symbol" that says..."i am blind and may need some allowences and help, with my getting around: please forgive me if i bump into things, or need some help from you"!

there is no flag symbol for ALLERGIC people! they*look* ok, like of my sister who was medically allergic to cigarette smoke, and her wheel-chair office worker had more public access, by far, than she did! But my siter look hale and healthy, but 8this8 is the sort of stuff that she had to cope with....
call the realiter about the house for rent.
ask her about the apple orchard that might be near by: she allergic to the spray so she asks how far away the orchard is.
Realiter: "oh there is an orchard and it is far away so that you will have no problem what-so-ever."
Sister and i visit the rural house. yes there is an orchard.
it is 300 feet from the house!!!!!!!!
my sister and I could *maybe* cope with an orchard if it were THREE MILES AWAY!
maybe. prefer five miles.
Sister dies a year later; lung condition.

no books that you. no church. no clubs. no new shirts. anything that is ever ever washed in detergent, why it never comes out even with ten washings.
I plan to die Intellectually illiterate! too too hard on my health, to read.

----laments of a man who has a Mucus-lining Disibility. maybe i ought to have a large red "nametag"
on my shirt, over the heart, that says....."I am allergic-disabled, please forgive me if i get up from my bus-seat, when you sit down, and move, as you like your
PERFUME"
or
just
"I am Allergic"
in letter two inches high, on a 3 x 5 card, on my left shirt pocket.

Saturday, July 26, 2003

busy busy busy....adding new links and new url-links, in my
'freestonelinks"
http://freestonelinks.blogspot.com

I wonder how that interesting
reffering service will work out??
http://www.trafficzap.com/

if it causes problems with your access to my site, please PLEASE let me know!!
if it works, could be interesting!!

Friday, July 25, 2003

"The top 40 pop-tunes, reflect the state of the currant collective unconsciousness, of the human race"
....?????



Yesterday I listened to my radio, the usual sitting by it and tuning across the dial forvarious rock music.
AND....as usual, I was dismayed over what the modern music has become!

I grew up with 1950s rock and roll, then I really cut my teeth real good, when I wore my 1970s
"hippie hat", and enjoyed the wonderful acid music of the 70s.
"creative...expansive...saying yes yes yes, to life"

I have a therory, gotten in part from some unknown writer, that the hit songs on the radio reflect what is going on, unconsciously, in the collective peoples, in the west.
example: that hit song, in the early summer of 1976, the "wreck of the Fixsimmions"
[..."the gales of October come early"....on the great lakes ore boat circuit.]
That august the upstate new York temperature reached 35 degrees twice that month. By October, winter begun...by late December, there was snow flakes seen near Miami! The coldest, bitterest, winter in many MANY years! Thus, this song "knew" this, a Prediction! A Message from the collective unconsciousness!

So, at my radio, I noted, for the unteenth time, the anger...the rage....the bitterness of "one gang member against all other gang members" sort of feeling, in the Hip-Hop, rap songs.
Also, each and every time I crossed the dial of the Modern Rock station, all I could hear was the same
word, each and every time!
"auuuuuuggggh"!! A cry of anguish rage!!

why?
what message is there from the collective uncon.?!!

I think that the collective uncoun. is picking up all the frustrations of modern livings. Each and every anger at, say, missing the bus...having tech support cut you off...thirty minutes waiting in line....etc..etc...
adds to the collective heap of anguish!
there will be no end to this, I feel, the songs will just keep getting more angry!

Here is what I feel may happen next! As the collective rage burns deep and ever-the-more powerful, it will, as the symbol of the collective uncon. is something deep deep within the earth, the constant burning of rage will soon STIMULATE the underground volcanic magma to get hotter!
result: more volcanic eruptions...more earthquakes! If our collective unconsciousness is in so much Pain, so much rage, anything in the "deep underground", physically, will be affected, synchronized!

What I am saying, is that the very physical earth may well be affected by all the "psychic field" of this collective rage!
"Even if you shout at a brick for days, it cannot hear you: will not respond....but if you shout ENOUGH, well......this brick will surely be affected!"

Within three or four years, our collective unconsciousness will have begun to "bleed back" into our lives...just like someone's personal rage and "type A behavior", if done long enough, will affect this person's physical body, and create those heart attacks and ruined blood vessels.
The very earth will become "enraged" and "in aunguish"!
storms.
earthquakes.
volcanoes.

what we should ALL do, is probably what a type A behavior person should do, to stop that negative damage to his body! All of us. now!


Thursday, July 24, 2003

Ice Cream Treats Disguise Meals as Snacks, Group Says
Wed Jul 23, 4:14 PM ET Add Top Stories - Reuters to My Yahoo!

www.yahoo.com

[----excerpts............]


By Maggie Fox, Health and Science Correspondent

WASHINGTON (Reuters) - The healthy food watchdog that took all the fun out of Chinese take-out and movie popcorn has done it again, this time with summer's favored treat -- ice cream.



"Everyone knows that ice cream isn't a health food," the Center for Science in the Public Interest, an independent, nonprofit group, said in a study released on Wednesday.


"But the staggering calorie and saturated fat content of most of the treats served up at chains like Baskin-Robbins, Ben and Jerry's, Cold Stone Creamery, Friendly's, Haagen-Dazs and TCBY is bound to surprise most consumers."


The CSPI said an empty Ben & Jerry's chocolate-dipped waffle cone, designed to hold at least two scoops of ice cream, itself packs 320 calories and 10 grams or half a day's worth of saturated fat.

"This is something eaten by people strolling around a mall," she added. "They have no idea they have just eaten 820 calories and one and a half days worth of saturated fat."

Haagen-Dazs's Mint Chip Dazzler, a sundae in a cup, has three scoops of ice cream, fudge, cookies, sprinkles and cream -- and 1,270 calories, the group said.

Its 38 grams of fat is more more than the day's allowance as calculated by the U.S. government, which says the average American should eat between 2,000 and 2,500 calories a day.

AMERICANS TOO FAT


More than two-thirds of Americans are overweight and 30 percent are obese, both of which raise the risk of heart disease, cancer, diabetes and other big killers.


He said even food that is labeled may be incorrectly labeled. "Cold Stone Creamery offers fat-free frozen yogurt, or so they would have you believe," Jacobson said. CSPI tests showed a small, 7 ounce serving contained 11 grams of fat and 7 grams of artery-clogging saturated fat.

=================================

who says puritanism is dead!

I met a retired man, in 1990 gainesville fla, in the coffee shop. he lived there *just* for Sands hospital; they are experts in "by-pass surgery" and he has had, now, a triple by-pass!
He told me that he has to eat what is good for him, no fat, no carbs, no sugar.
eat with a scales and a book of "counts" at the table.
he also says..."i am from the cajun country and there is NOTHING in their diet, not a single thing, that i am permitted to eat! I sometimes wish that i could go back there and eat real good, anything that i want, and die, happy, in a year"!

He did not go back, as far as i knew.

why NOT go back?!
Everone talks about "quality over quantity"!
but when it comes down to "between the doctor and mr death"...most people want to live as *long* as possible, hang the costs! hang the costs of side effects of 30 pills a day and that slow circling the drain, in the nursing Home, and eating What Is Good For You!!

or some consumer Rating magazine wrote....one of the weight watching group's own brand of ice cream, that was formulated for weight loss,
"why the cardboard the ice cream comes in...actually taste better than this ice cream and if you do not believe us, go try it: it is *that* bad"!!

---but it is Gooooood for you!


Wednesday, July 23, 2003

I see that the http://bravenet.com
service, for websites/developers, has yet another nifty goodie that can be added to a weblog.

a link list!

I made mine so that anyone who visits this weblog, can post their homepage
directly into the
"VIEW LINKS PAGE"
that is just below the Guestbook, on my left sidebar.

then I can come easily, sometime, to look at your site.

spent most of my morning signing up with

http://www.bravenet.com/

Free Web Tools and Developer Resources
at
bravenet.com

I like the guestbook they have, they have many other toos too....

Monday, July 21, 2003

A "HEADS UP" dream!!

Last night I had some long dreams partly astral, partiality in spirit, with much half-remembered stuff.
The one clear part, I find a bit "Disturbing", and interesting! My friend "Sam", who died in 1999, has come to me in my dreams, a number of times.
about a year ago, I had a dream where I stood at the lower end of his farm, he owned a farm, an I looked
towards the woods at the upper end of his 100 acres. In this woods was his "Sacred spot", a spring...he looked 90% Indian, native American, and he just *knew* that he was an Indian Shaman in a previous lifetime.

[I once, years ago, while out of body, saw Sam floating by. He had a HAWK'S
"skin" on his head, like of a hat, so that on top of his head was a ...like of a mounted hawk, bill...head...and all the feathers. A bit like the head of the hawk was like of a "third eye", as it was pulled down low over the head. I read later that is *the*
symbol of a Master Shaman OBE...astral spirit traveling!]

In the dream of about a year ago, I then saw Sam walking slowly down across the fields, from that sacred spot, in the woods. He walked up to me, slowly, and we shook hands, and that ...Essentially...he told me that he was happy, now, in heaven!

*objective meeting with deceased friend Sam*

from then on, about every three months, there is a small dream with Sam, where he meets me, just inside that lower end of his farm, where I go to just inside of the field.

Last night is no different. I find myself just inside of his field, and there he is, Sam.
While I cannot recall what we did afterwards, *if* we two did anything, I know what he told me! *that* will be "on my mind" for *quite* some time!!
All that he told me, was....
"---and be aware of that one year that you have before you die"!!

Sports fans: this does *NOT* refer to my vision that I had, in May 13th, of 2002, where the Master tells me In one year you will begin your Spirit life[or your Spirit Journey]"

One of the first Sam dreams that I had, about three or four months after he died, about the middle of January 2000, was where he told me something.
[Sam. now, would have been in heaven about 10 X 4 months, as he TOLD me, once, that there is ten years in heaven for each one year on earth! Thus Sam was in heaven already about a bit over three years, when he told me a message.

He seemed to show me a sheet of paper, and it was held right up to my face, so that the words filled my vision. The same words were repeated over and over and over, as to be sure to BURN them into my brain!!
the words?! "2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF 2005 DF"!!!

I kid you not, sports fans! *that* many times!
???
if "2005 AD" means..."2005 years After Dominus...after Christ Jesus died, then
"2005 DF" probably means...."2005 Death of Freestone"!!

Guess I will not close my other weblog, "one year to live" after all!!

Probably "January 2005", or there abouts.

stay tuned!!

Saturday, July 19, 2003

Sometimes I wonder about my dreams!!!!!

"!!!" indeed!

like this one the other night, about two days ago.

dream begins.
I am in a nursing home, as if I am an old man...OR...dreaming someone else's memories!
I spend hours, in this Home. It is a nursing home, not an apartment, like the assisted gov. living place that I may move to.
This person goes to sleep, in my dream, and he has a dream!!

[dream *in* a dream!]
this person dreams of going out of body to a spirit plane! Not too of a good place, evidently, as all the houses are shabby and run-down. All the people, as he zooms along a street, astrally, seem to be poor and black-skinned! But the shacks do not look 'African" or "central American"!
he comes to a open field where there are lots of people. He walks out into the field, there is a church with a revival meeting nearby, and part of the revival service is out in this field.
This person then goes into a kind of convulsion, the kind that Pentecostal people do, when they Utter the gift of tongues or to prophecy! This guy spun around and around and fell to the ground, twitching.....and he began to "prophecy"!
He shouted very very loud...
"THE TREE, THE DEAD TREE IS ABOUT TO TOPPLE OVER AND FALL, VERY VERY SOON"!
[there was a "knowing" that this symbol represented either the United States, or perhaps the very world itself, in some way...perhaps ECONOMICALLY!]

he then went on further....saying
"ALL WILL FALL, ALL WILL BE GONE...[something like] NO MONEY, NO MORE THINGS!---SOON SOON, VERY SOON!!"

surrounded by people, by now.
then someone stuck a knife in his back, wounding him!!
the next scene was a room with a picture window, where there were many chairs outside of the window for people to sit and there were many people.
He was being strapped to the table, with bindings...the room with window-curtains, looked
*exactly*
like those rooms, in prisons, where they do the execution by gassing!!

-I guess his prophecy was not well received!!!

end of dream.

Friday, July 18, 2003

28390

a nice letter to me about this channeled material.
I wonder how many people have had near death experiences or else might have died but Modern medicine rescued them...or even that they were set up to die, before birth, in their life-plan, but Spirit overwrote that plan, later......

so I paste this for you all: go see the site too, looks interesting, the "lightworkers"!
===========================================
Freestone: This made me think of you...


In the private sessions that I do with the Group we talk to a lot of people
who have experienced the Phantom Death. Basically this is the original time
that we scripted to leave. Now that we have the opportunity to stay, many of
us choose to stay instead of dying. In all instances when I talk to someone
who has experienced the Phantom Death, it¹s easy to see that their entire
lives took a drastic turn at that very moment. Now the Group says that that
same phenomenon is happening with our relationship to light. They say that
from a cosmic perspective a big sign is hanging on the Earth that says
³CAUTION - Phantom Death in Progress.²


Greetings from Home

We are so pleased to be with you at this time to watch as the magicians of
the Gameboard awaken from the dream. We see you from a perspective that we
love to share with you, for that is the view from Home itself. Our greatest
hope is to guide you in the new ways. You are not the same people who you
were only a very short time ago. You are now stepping fully into the second
wave of empowerment and that is changing everything that has gone before.
The first wave of power was ³follow the leader² and the second is now
³follow yourselves.² Yes, this sounds simple, yet it is not. For you to
function in the second wave of power it is necessary for you to totally
re-evaluate every paradigm that you have created thus far.

Dawn of the New Light

You now emanate a new light. We have called you Lightworkers for you spread
the base energy of love through the light that you share. Even as your
advancements lead you to a new understanding of your purpose here on Earth,
your advancements in the area of science will also begin validating even
more of the higher truths that you have only been able to prove in your
hearts thus far. The energy that we have called light will soon take on new
meaning as your sciences are now right at the edge of great discoveries
about light. This will start a shift in the scientific community that will
have far-reaching effects on the way humans perceive themselves.


Phantom Death of Light

In the private sessions that I do with the Group we talk to a lot of people
who have experienced the Phantom Death. Basically this is the original time
that we scripted to leave. Now that we have the opportunity to stay, many of
us choose to stay instead of dying. In all instances when I talk to someone
who has experienced the Phantom Death, it¹s easy to see that their entire
lives took a drastic turn at that very moment. Now the Group says that that
same phenomenon is happening with our relationship to light. They say that
from a cosmic perspective a big sign is hanging on the Earth that says
³CAUTION - Phantom Death in Progress.²

Many of you have experienced the Phantom Death where you had a specific
opportunity to leave and return Home. These exit points in your linear time
line were placed there in the first stage of life during your planning
session. Those of you who have experienced at least one Phantom Death know
that after that demarcation point your life took on a new focus and turned
the equivalent of 90 degrees. Ahh, yes, now many of you are recognizing that
you had a Phantom Death after all. We tell you today that it is the light
itself on planet Earth that is experiencing the Phantom Death. When you look
back at this time in your history you will see a new relationship to light
from this day forward. This is truly the Phantom Death of Planet Earth and a
new starting point.

Lightworker is a non-profit corporation dedicated to spreading Light through
Empowerment (858) 748 5837


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Thursday, July 17, 2003

There was an Interesting article in the Tallahassee Democrat, about the brave and amazing removal of a dead caver, from "Climax Cave"! 8 miles long, this cave....

without going into all the details of the mission and the caver who died, I was really STRUCK, sports fans, about what one of the members of the local Tallahassee caving club said, in this article. He told the Democrat that he 'is still a member of the club, after years of being a member, having gone on numerous trips over the years, but now he does no more trips to caves as he is now 48 years old and he is getting too too old and creaky for such endeavors"

I am 62, now, turned 62 last month, and I am in the process of find senior housing, in one of the senior towers, where there is government funded housing for seniors.
One brochure says..."shuffleboard court behind the building, in the little park".
Another brochure, for yet another tower, says..."24 hour alarm system to front desk, if you are sick or in need of care"!

62 years old: me!
[landlord sells to developers: I must move, but cannot rent, on my disability pension!]

yes 62, and I look at this article where the guy is only 48 and cannot cave explore no more!
I have been to Climax Cave many many times! I have belonged to the caving club way way way back, in 1962. I have seen it die and get reborn at least four times!
Called..."the Seminole Spelunking Club", back in 1962. I was one of the "ledgendary cavers", of those days!

[I "need" to get with someone in the Flint Grotto: surely I know of a few caves that they do not know of, having been a member for umpteen years! Been friends with Frank Hutkinson[sp] for years and years.....I need to sit down with someone, say in the Barnes and nobles coffee shop with topo maps of Marriana, so that I can find the caves of the 1962 club, that the Flint grotto does NOT know about.
"Freestone Cave": do they know of *that* one?!!]

I could go caving NOW!
today!
if I had the clothes and the helmet and the lights....no big deal there!
but I would have to move slowly slowly!!

So that's the point: I am getting old too! Going down the conveyor belt of time, getting ever ever the older! So "old' that I will probably soon live in "senior housing"!
But I do not feel or think "old"!
maybe that is the point: many many "old" people think they are old! Then live that way.
[I met someone, in the vet clinic, last week, who looked 50...but he was over 80!!
HE could go caving, no doubt!

so how do I live in a place with 50 to 80 people who are much older?!


So this caving article got me to begin this here weblog. I dedicate this weblog to cavers who do not want to put up their helmet onto the mantle just yet...but the Years are growing upon them, so that they soon, very soon, must only think and feel about "caving", and about life, not "do life"!

--but I *like* rock and roll and the hippie days!

"old" is a state of body.
"young" is a state of mind, heart, and soul!!

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

Summer in Tallahassee.
things grow, like the Kudzu! Think" Tropical rain season, the Monsoon *is*!

the only place I know where I see mold grow on mushrooms!

farmers plant Kudzu to control eroding soil, they plant the plants in "plugs", little rooted cuttings, in little pots. take out of the pots and plant, about two feet apart.

Here, I would imagine, one would need three tools for this job.
1...the shovel to dig the little holes for the plugs.
2...a bucket of water, to water the planted kudzu.
3...a machete, so that you can get away!!

Saturday, July 12, 2003

I wrote to a church worker friend, in my upstate new York hometown, to ask about the "Verona village". I asked her what the waiting list time is....

yes, by December or January, or so...I will be either living in the one-of-three
Tallahassee senior housing places, OR in a similar place next to my hometown in upstate new York! A town of maybe 1100 people!

Today, I realized that my days in Tallahassee, my favorite city, could be numbered!
all it would take for me to have to leave is...."waiting time, here is one year", and the Verona village tells me..."waiting time is three months!'!!

so today I have begun to reflect a bit upon my Tallahassee years here, since 1960.

too...
what am I going to do with my two weblogs....
"my life after near death experiences"
"one year to live"???

I had a thought today: that *when* I move, I might just cease them! Remove the
ringcodes from webring.com.
then make a NEW weblog, start over!
call it something like:

...."Living in the Senior Residence"
or
...."Senior housing in a town of 1100 people"
or
....."Tales from the front: growing old"

there I will not write about my dreams or ruminations about a "one year to live":
I will write about the strange things that I see and experience, from day to day.
There will be NO mention of anything of "psychic or spirit"!!
no need to: the inferences from what I write will have Lessons in them, for those who look for Lessons!
I can take just one encounter with one person, in a day, or from memory and talk about this ten minute encounter for hours and hours, write paragraphs and paragraphs too!

whether living in a "tower" of 150 apts or living in Verona village, I might not have the time or the internet access to maintain much my journal, after the first of the year.


tell me what you think of this, sports fans...please!
this is what the comment box is for!!

Friday, July 11, 2003

I just spent a few minutes reading some of the journals and weblogs, in the lists of "just published", in
and on some of the links, on my sidebar. Again, I am amazed at all the creative expressions that I see and read!
---reminds me.

One gloomy Ithaca day, back in the late late 70s, when I lived there, I walked up that huge hill to one of the main Libraries, at Cornell, perhaps Uris, or the undergrad library across the street. I sat in the main reading room, and noticed that next to one of the long long reading tables there was a huge shelf devoted to past issues of the college newspapers..."The Cornell Sun". They went, I noticed, way way back: weekly copies back to about at least 1940.
I had a small inspiration! A quick Core Sample of the evolution of consciousness, I could do, right there and then! I pulled out three newspapers at random, from three sections of shelf, then I laid them each open, to about the same page, in each.....side by side on that long long table.
1955
1972
1979 [maybe later]

*that*, sports fans, was one eye-opener!!
I stood back from the table and I could *SEE* the evolution of awareness, through the years, just by looking at the graphics in the papers!
1955---somber *somber* grey conservative "ivy-league" suits. The ads were literal and factual: as if "imagination" was done elsewheres! As if all the cars were painted black and "length breath height" were all, and no sideviews permitted! frat houses rule.
1972---ACID! LSD! The graphics of the ads were all of psychedelics and now there were colors in the writings and it was as if the sun finally came out!
1979---more formalized and code-fied, but the "lsd" influence lives. I now could read about the "consciousness raising" of the new age and the ads for Moosewood restaurant!

right on that table. 30 years of change seen......

Thursday, July 10, 2003

Oh what stuff dreams are made of!

At this house, the only thing worth reporting is this.....
Yes some astral spiritworld house, probably: in it there was a lady who sat with me and gave a long talk to me about my physical body condition.

Her report to me, would be like of a doctor giving her report about the physical exam
last week, her report to me about her Findings from the various tests and lab tests!

there was no physical exam, of course: she must have directly Seen, or else obtained the information from the Life-Records.

She assuaged my physical body and its weaknesses and future medical problem that I would have to watch out for if I wanted to remain healthy, in the years ahead.
---major weakness: lungs and throat.
---minor weaknesses to a slight, a very slight, tendency to diabetes and the
higher colesteroil/high blood pressure.

Here a spirit guide-like person gives to me a Assessment of my health, with a sort of inference to my future: what to watch and look out for, in the years ahead, and to perhaps mitigate problems by proper diet and livings, as the tendencies are mild, and mostly "tendencies"!
[350lb stressed out sister had diabetes...father had high blood pressure and emphysema]

Amazing. Maybe *YOU*, reader, sports fan, can have such a physical exam from spirit: perhaps if you pray to spirit, it might be possible.

---and, I wonder how this relates to my "one year to live"?!!
[may 13th 2003, the Master tells me..."one year"!!]
Perhaps I do indeed have Grace, as I now suspect: why oh why would a spirit guide give such dreams to a person who is to live one more month, or so?!!
maybe *THAT* is why I had such a Counsel!!! A sneaky way to Let Me Know that
the dream was "symbolic" only...or referring to other things, like of this master reading the date for "one year before I was supposed to have died, in 1998"!!

---maybe I will be here for awhile sports fans...stayed tuned!!

Wednesday, July 09, 2003

A new twist: I am going to apply to a senior residence in a small town next to my hometown, in upstate new York!
if I do that, I really will be "in the boondocks" far far away from malls and movies and
all of that. A town of 1500, in a farming region of new York state, within six miles of my hometown!

my friend told me, yesterday the NEWS...the "official" news of what I can expect
about my move. He told me that the closing is such that I have to leave *at* the closing and that the closing, while it must be no later than January 10th of 2004, it can be as early as December 1st!

I have 5 months to move, not 9 months!

the two towers may indeed have a year waiting list, here in Tallahassee, as this city has grown so large over the years that the shear number of applicants to the Program have increased, also with more older people being "poor" these days.!
Thus the chance of moving to these two places now seem dimmer!

yes, I remembered the Ovid, NY, place. I think it is called "varona village". A similar
place for older people under the government programs, similar to the towers. Either the waiting list is longer as the apartments are fewer in number...or the waiting list is shorter due to all the seniors moving to places in the south!

ah well....here I have my two computers and five years of living in one place...
do I pack them up to move to Ovid??
do I ship them off to friends or relatives and just move to some far far off place?!
do something really radical.....???

Yes, I can well now see WHY I would have a dream of dying in one year, even *IF* this dream-prophecy is "only" symbolic!! This here "change' will be a major one, and it could spell the end of any "online" activity! Or maybe not, maybe if I move to "Ovid", I can have a phone and a 40k connection. Or maybe not.

lives, like baking chocolate or candy bars...often have "score lines"!
places where symbolic deaths occur, major changes made. *this8 will be one of them!!
why I see myself now...moving to the towers and living near people where all the people are of a "1950s mindset", and joining them!

be interesting if I am still alive, by January 15th, of next year; what will I be doing and where will I be living?!!
---be *like* I have died, at any rate: thus perhaps that dream.......

Tuesday, July 08, 2003

part of a letter to a friend and relative, in my hometown, in New York state....written just now.
===========================================

hi J...

well, a good morning to you.

I have now applied to two "towers", where the special government housing program is applied for. This is for people over age 62, it is a sort of "subsidized housing" but it is of a different program then for the regular sub. housing...no "projects"!

"shuffleboard court on premises"...the readme says...

tis a small step ahead of
"assisted living"!!!
all of the people, in theses 20 story towers
ARE "OLD" PEOPLE!

SIGH....

rents, if "low", here in Tallahassee are about $500 a month with very VERY high utilities due to taxes and city services. $110 a month even in the off season!
the towers might have me pay only $200/230 a month *with* all or most of the utilities paid for!!

I have lived in this trailer, now, for about 5 years. the waiting list for the towers is about six months long...maybe longer; but if Landlord's buyer of the land has it come out like the plans are for now, I have until the middle of Jan or Feb, to move!

in a sense, even IF I live, according to that prophecy...."one year to live", in a real symbolic
sense I WILL die, symbolicly, as if I live in the towers it will probably be like on the 15th floor, far far far off of the ground, "removed", symbolicly, from all the earth and the actions of living!
Even if my aunt were to be spirit-led to find a cabin in the woods, near interlaken, it would be near the same in symbolism!
I have, by xmas of this year, known my Friend and landlord for 33 years!
*that* is the same amount of time that I had spent in Tallahassee from when I got here in 1960, to FSU, to when I went in the hospital in 1993!!
ominous! Ominous of being "symbolic"!

I suspect that when I move to the 12th or 8th or the 18th floor, surrounded by seniors, I will get to know many people 65 to 70 years of age. That will be my world. There are movies and activities and luncheons and all of that. I will probably stop wearing blue jeans and be sure my hair is cut close. Join ARRP and
all of that.

======================= end of part of the letter.

interesting way to look at this move, is it not?! that in moving to a floor higher than about the 3rd floor,
will symbolize my dying as the move could symbolize "leaving the earth plane"! "leaving the world of action"! One of the towers might even have 20 floors.
I might "embrace" living like the 1950s. ...as most of all the people living there will be of that generation. No more blue jeans.....short hair and ARRP attitudes and small talk to others about doctors and health.

but a symphonic piece of music has all of its parts and all should be listened to!!
beginning...middle...end.

you will be OLD, some day too.......

Monday, July 07, 2003

My friend, who is an ASTROLOGER, tells me "that for the next few months, I will be busy busy with Personal Care!

Saturn going over my natal sun!

whether he is right or not: more and more of my time is being consumed with "stuff"!
---applying for social security, the medical exam at the veterans center: *that* means
they WILL find lots of things to test me on and that means that I will have to spend one day per visit and their could be many many visits!
---landlord sells to developers, the only option. now, is to move to the "towers"!
"old folks "homes"...those government subsidized living assisted large large apartments, usually in the form of 20 story towers.
"shufflecourts on premises"!
takes a day to apply to each one!

so if I do not post anything for days and days and days: I have NOT croaked!
There will be many many days at a time when I will not be able to type one word, in my journal!!

62 years old!
truly, I can see whey the seniors tend to be conservative!

MANAGEMENT TAKES OVER!!

any time of growth, has it where management must take over and become the governing force!
---look at your e-mail! soon, very soon, after you have your account for awhile, you must spend an entire session just to manage your mail!
---any growth of many leaves, on a plant, must have a time for the dead wood to also grow, so that the tree can be supported from below: all growth and no management....is "CANCER"!
---another analogy: the big city sprawl! All that growth must have it where soon the city management must take control of the unzoned growth!

so, soon, I imagine, as I am 62, I will have to become a "Puritan"!!
Suppose the vet clinic tells me that my colesteriol is high: no more fats and no more deserts! or that I have to give up Starbucks! No coffee or sweets!
probably I will have a Colestomey[sp], soon .....this is where they insert that long probe up the whole length of the large intestine! Suppose they find CANCER!
...yet MORE "life denials" will occur: heavy chemotherapy's!! Probably I will end up weighing 115 lbs at 6' 2"!!
well....not *that8 extreme, probably.....but I can see it coming:
"puritanism" for me...tra la, tra la!!

I grit my teeeth when I hear that phrase...."Eventually we each have to give up Everything, one by one. Our favorite foods, our neighborhood home, our loved ones: in the End, each of us is alone and staring at the wall or looking vacantly out of the window"!
I can also see that for many people: *this* is what finally drives them to seek Religion!

Yes, in four to nine months, I will be living in a senior Tower, a six month, or more, waiting list. If the prophecy is overwritten!!

the trick of Acceptance...is to make the best of any environment. I will try to get to know many seniors, there, and to maybe help a few with their e-mailing. But I might be able to have an internet connection of my own, but maybe not: if not, I will post to my journal even less!

yes 62 years old

Thursday, July 03, 2003

the Plot thickens.....

really thickens!!!

I used to follow more than i do now, Sathya Sai baba. "follow"...in that i would read his books and then dream about him. eventually it became clear that i was associated with the souls that were "with" him in other lives....as if, say, i was a 800 AD Krisna devotee.
thus there is a connection.

baba once stated, on his 1974 birthday address, or soon after, "that he will live another 47 years until 2021, and die a few months later, in 2022"

so i then took *MY* 1947 birthday and then counted from there. counting out 46 or 47 years...
[may 13th 2002..."in one year you will begin your spirit path", the dream Master told me: may13th is 46 days from my birthday!]
counting not the literal years, but TWO life-paths.
1...from 1974 until "now"...where i lived in tallahassee.
2...from 1974 until i was supposed to die, the end of september of 1998, when i left my childhood home, being 57 years old. [spent 57 years going to my childhood home.]
*IF* i was suppossed to die, in 1998, i would have left tallahassee the year before and *that* would have been the end of my life here. 22 years and 9 months.
from 1974 until sept 30th...is 24 years.
22 + 24 and 9 months = very end of 46 years! one week short of 47 years!!!

I am suspicious, even the more, sports fans, that this India master saw the end time date for my life: 1998!! thus even when i am four years into the grace period, that end of life date would STILL be in there, in the life-records!
so if i left tallahassee on may 14th of 1997, there would have been one year yet to live before sept of 1998!!!!

I wonder...???
might be true: the master sees a date then thinks out what a year ahead will be, and then tells me..."one year to live"! there might not be, from his vantagepoint, an easy way for him to check my earthly life against AN EARTHLY CLOCK!!
thus all he can see is "late 1998". he cannot even tell that i have gone beyond that end.

IF so...i might have 3 days....
30 days...
30 years

left to live here on earth!!

or..
his one year messege *could* just using that 1996-7-8 period *as* a symbol for "now": the end IS "on" and running!!

stay tuned....

Tuesday, July 01, 2003

difficult to write something in the city library as i have found that "public computers" is a social thing where they people to each side of you are ever needfull of help and relating!
Truly a social event! there have been days where i really spend all my alloted time with other users. there are two right now. utterly "newbies' and utterly having lifeproblems.

interesting how i find the *every* social event IS a social event! Once, i found, intuitavately, that in this cafe of 30 people with four waitresses, everyone was really talking with everyone else! No one knew that, of course!
whenever i eat, usually the first bite of food is interupted by someone at the next table! sometimes i can, when i sense an interuption, i actually infer that Spirit wants me to talk to the person, and low it is so!!
why not; if an old soul comes to a certain cafe at a usual time, other people are directed to also be there to Teach or to learn, or to give/get a messege!

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