Friday, April 29, 2016

Easy Answers

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Promises made in the dark dissolve by light of day
Easy answers
Ain't no saying what will be, it's always been that way
Only thing I know for sure, someone got to pay
Easy answers
Ain't no easy answers, is what I got to say
Easy answers
I don't wanna hear
Ain't nobody cares
C'mon let's go
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
Love is an easy word to say, roll's right off the tongue
Easy answers
Seems to crop up like a weed, in every song that's sung
It always sounds so easy, the way it falls upon the ear
Easy answers
Plenty easy answers now, listen to me here
Easy answersv
Find 'em anywhere
Easy answers
Easy answers
Easy answers
Easy answers
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
Shut your eyes and listen to the colours of your mind
Easy answers
Give yourself a breath of air, let your soul unwind
Easy answers
You don't have to say a word, you got dick to say
'Cause no-one ever said there's gonna be an easy way
Easy answers
Find them anywhere
Easy answers
Ain't nobody care
Easy answers
I don't wanna know
Easy answers
I don't wanna know
Easy answers
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
Promises made in the dark dissolve by light of day
Easy answers
Ain't no saying what we'll be, it's always been that way
Only thing I know for sure, someone got to pay
Easy answers
Ain't no easy answers, that's all I got to say
Easy answers

Monday, March 21, 2016

them "Blind Boys from Alabama"

Live in the
   Presence of the Lord !!!

Blind Faith

"Hank" (StealYourFace)

"Hank"

View from Our Lot 22 Home Kitchen Window
looking toward the River down "Tract Ave"/Lot 21
Our path to the Swimming Hole and "the River Front Lot"/Lot 23
"When can I ask for a Civil Harassment Restraining Order?
You can ask for a Civil Harassment Restraining Order if you suffer harassment by someone who is not close to you.

Harassment is violence, a threat of violence, or actions that really scare, annoy or harass you, done on purpose and for no good reason.

Civil harassment order can be used to protect you from roommates, neighbors, and co-workers."
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section 9 of CH-120 ("Respondent") affidavit/declaration

"Hank" from March 17th !!! 2015 = = = over one year ago!
So many SWEET People with only
a few exceptions!

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Our Backyard Harvesting from Garden Bed
(" We see you've got your list out,
say your piece and get out.
Yes, we get the gist of it,
but it's alright ...
Sorry that you feel that way,
the only there is to say is;
every silver lining's got a touch of grey.
                      ~ ~ ~
WE will get by!  WE will get by!
WE will get by! WE will survive!" )
DANG! they busted my knee!




"Nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile"
The Grateful Dead (Steal Your Face)




























Make Us a Blessing, God!!!

Hearing and Doing
19This you know, my beloved brethren. But everyone must be quick to hear, slow to speak and slow to anger; 20for the anger of man does not achieve the righteousness of God.…
Cross References
Proverbs 10:19
Sin is not ended by multiplying words, but the prudent hold their tongues.
Proverbs 14:29
Whoever is patient has great understanding, but one who is quick-tempered displays folly.
Proverbs 16:32
Better a patient person than a warrior, one with self-control than one who takes a city.
Proverbs 17:27
The one who has knowledge uses words with restraint, and whoever has understanding is even-tempered.
Proverbs 29:20
Do you see someone who speaks in haste? There is more hope for a fool than for them.
Ecclesiastes 7:9
Do not be quickly provoked in your spirit, for anger resides in the lap of fools.

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Make Us a Blessing.
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Perseverance in Temptation >>>   from the book of James  
16Do not be deceived, my beloved brethren. 17Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow. 18In the exercise of His will He brought us forth by the word of truth, so that we would be a kind of first fruits among His creatures.
Cross References
Psalm 85:12
The LORD will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest.
Psalm 102:27
But you remain the same, and your years will never end.
Psalm 136:7
who made the great lights-- His love endures forever.
Daniel 2:22
He reveals deep and hidden things; he knows what lies in darkness, and light dwells with him.
Malachi 3:6
"I the LORD do not change. So you, the descendants of Jacob, are not destroyed.
Matthew 7:11
If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!
John 3:3
Jesus replied, "Very truly I tell you, no one can see the kingdom of God unless they are born again."
John 3:27
To this John replied, "A person can receive only what is given them from heaven.
1 Timothy 6:16
who alone is immortal and who lives in unapproachable light, whom no one has seen or can see. To him be honor and might forever. Amen.
James 3:15
Such "wisdom" does not come down from heaven but is earthly, unspiritual, demonic.
James 3:17
But the wisdom that comes from heaven is first of all pure; then peace-loving, considerate, submissive, full of mercy and good fruit, impartial and sincere.
1 John 1:5
This is the message we have heard from him and declare to you: God is light; in him there is no darkness at all.
Treasury of Scripture
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom is no ficklenss, neither shadow of turning.
good. See on ver.

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

SO WHAT CAN I DO?

kim
Kim Kamala Ekman
Part 1: http://outofthebagradio.weebly.com/uploads/1/2/7/5/12754388/rec__01_19_2016__0-1.mp3
Part 2: http://outofthebagradio.weebly.com/uploads/1/2/7/5/12754388/rec__01_19_2016__0-2.mp3
On this week’s MIDDAY SHOW I was joined by Kim Kamala Ekman.  She has just put together a most AMAZING book which we discussed!
Kim Kamala Ekman is a self-publishing editor and a concerned mother of three. She works part time as a Raja Yoga Teacher (the science of the mind) as well as a Hatha Yoga teacher. She currently lives in Spain.
The book, “SO WHAT CAN I DO? – Answers From Inspired Researchers About The World Today”……Is a GREAT IDEA and makes for great reading!
The researchers in question….and BEING questioned in the book are:
Ken O’Keefe, David Icke. Kerry Cassidy. Ole DammegÃ¥rd. Kevin Barrett. Sofia Smallstorm. Zen Gardner and Cynthia McKinney!   An INCREDIBLE line up of researchers and fine minds!
They are all asked questions…..amongst them…..
From the book’s PREFACE:?
“Why is every country and everyone in debt?
Are we living in collective insanity?
Can we save ourselves and the world, and if so, how?
With the scientific knowledge of today, why is there so much disease?
Do we have free choice?
Are we living an inversion?
Who can we trust?
…And what can I do?….”
The hour just flew and THANK YOU Kim, it was an honour speaking to you on my show!  If you would like to contact Kim directly, her email is sowhatcanido2016@gmail.com
She is open to suggestions on what further questions should be answered and even what PEOPLE she should be posing these questions to.
The book “SO WHAT CAN I DO? – Answers From Inspired Researchers About The World Today” is available from Amazon and other sources.
Get your copy today (available here)! A great tool to share with those inquiring about the world today and want to know what they can do!

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Published on Feb 6, 2016
Tonight my very special guest is Kim Kamala Ekman.

Kim is an editor, a mother of three and a Yoga teacher. She is also the partner of Ole Dammegard.

For this discussion Kim talks to us about her recently released book “So What Can I Do?” where she presents 14 questions to eight critical thinkers in the alternative research movement to obtain their insights on what’s going on in the world… and how any one of us can help humanity to unshackle from the matrix.

For the book Kim interviewed Ken O’Keefe, Zen Gardner, Kerry Cassidy, Kevin Barrett, David Icke, Cynthia McKinney, Sofia Smallstorm and Ole Dammegard.

Buy Kim's Book at Amazon.com: http://tinyurl.com/z5u9c47

Saturday, February 20, 2016

What can We do about this???

Move to Amend

Legalize Democracy

 

 

 

 

 

Get Involved in 2016 

  

 

 

 

 

Seattle Gathering, 2013

 

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Attempted Murder of 18 girl by FBI, BLM. DHS, Oregon State Police

 Victoria Sharp ... Attempted Murder of 18 girl by FBI, BLM. DHS, Oregon State Police & County Sheriff + other "ABC's" Police with Military, "SWAT" vehicles and weapons.

They tried to murder an 18 year old girl. The cowardly bullies. The "Bastards".

and her Mother's thoughts of what "THEY" did to her daughter, Victoria Sharp.

!!!!!!!!!!!!>>>>>>  WE WANT TO SEE THE TRUCK   <<<<<<<!!!!!!!!!
                                          driven by Mr. Lavoy > Evidence !!!

Friday, February 12, 2016

S P R A Y I N G R A I D >monsanto

"the Bastards"
 
"Don't let them get you down."

Sunday, February 7, 2016

We are on SACRED GROUND ~sunday songs

  

Responsibilities, Duty
...not "Rights"
Seek First the Tribe of God

 
God opposes the "proud"
but
Gives Grace to the Meek~Humble
It just be that Way

 "to the Sweet Life"
Dang Sweet

Thursday, February 4, 2016

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

When the Ship Comes In ~ New Morning

 
https://www.serco.com
https://ortitan.org/
http://www.uranium1.com/index.php/en/
EXPOSED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
>>>What crimes have occurred? Are "the Law"/LEO's above the Law?

>>>>>>> WE WANT TO SEE THE TRUCK
>>>>driven by Levoy Finnicum




  
"IT"S ALRIGHT NOW"
 


"New Morning"

Can't you hear that rooster crowing ?
Rabbit running down across the road
Underneath the bridge where the water flows through
So happy just to see you smile
Underneath the sky of blue
On this new morning, new morning
On this new morning with you.

Can't you hear that motor turning
Automobile coming into style
Coming down the road for a country mile or two ?
So happy just to see you smile
Underneath the sky of blue
On this new morning, new morning
On this new morning with you.

The night passed away so quickly
It always does when you're with me.

Can't you feel that sun a-shinning ?
Ground hog running by the country stream
This must be the day when all of my dreams come true
So happy just to be alive
Underneath the sky of blue
On this new morning, new morning
On this new morning with you.

So happy just to be alive
Underneath the sky of blue
On this new morning, new morning
On this new morning with you
New morning ...

Monday, February 1, 2016

Ambush in Burns, Oregon

The Truth
  comes out
            no shots fire or guns drawn by victims of this
ambush by Feds/LEO's and when on the way
to a "peaceful meeting". >>> ???


>>>What crimes have occurred? Are "the Law"/LEO's above the Law?

>>>>>>> WE WANT TO SEE THE TRUCK
>>>>driven by Levoy Finnicum

Blow up the TV and Throw away the Paper

Turn on the Forest
Channel SEE: Images for van duzen river swimming holes
Our neck of the Forrest:  http://www.awetstate.com/VanDuzenGR.html 
(From the city of Bridgeville to Golden Gate subdivision, Our subdivision was started in 1930, with the 1st of the dozen Redwood Cottages built by the Boy Scouts in 1929. Ours was built in 1955 and has a Path directly to the Swimming Hole, which is what the "Glen" was subdivided for, as mostly Summer Use back then. All roads, River Frontage and Spring...still flowing...never stops since 1930, are all private to us and neighbors, and half the Cottages are still just Summer Use, but now for yearly 4th of July Family Reunions)

https://nooksand.wordpress.com/category/van-duzen/
and, but of course, as this is Humboldt: John Prine / Illegal Smile


John Prine : Big Old Goofy World

 or maybe: Thats The Way That The World Goes Round

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Non-Violent Unarmed Peaceful Resistance

For example.
Ten Years After



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Saturday, January 30, 2016

Repost of 2012 post~ Reference: School of Hard Knocks

 Repost of 2012 post~ Reference: School of Hard Knocks
 http://blueberrypeacefarm.blogspot.com/2012/10/welcome-home.html 

Please also see THREE WISHES: http://blueberrypeacefarm.blogspot.com/2010/12/homeless-3-wishes-denver.html 

(NOTE: The below paper was written for Stephen F. Austin State University (Texas) in 2001, 15 years ago, mentioning the Bureau of Land Management and "the injustice of the so-called Justice System".) 

WELCOME HOME!!!

Homelessness, an extra extra credit paper
(with a digression to the injustice of the Justice System)
William Carl McLean
Psychology 101
Summer Session 2, 2001
The year 2001
(America is consuming a disproportionate amount of the world's resources; one of the "Big 7"; "Gluttony". The Bureau of Land Management controls 250 million acres. See current National Geographic, 9-01. Every child born should have "birth rights". A system of disproportional wealth and privilege should be thoughtfully looked at and perhaps reevaluated).

SO YOU WANT TO HELP THE HOMELESS?..BUT THEY'RE NEVER HOME ("home is where you lay your head"- David Thoreau)

Lynn and I urban camped in Austin, Texas.

We had met "on the streets" in Houston. My friends and I had the bridge at Alabama and Main Street there. There was society and sub-culture with-in this setting. Most people had alcohol or drug usage, some didn't, and there were various degrees. Lonnie, who was a Montrose local legend/relic from the '60's, sold news papers at the corner of Westiemer and Montrose Blvd. He has shaggy white hair and a beard to match. After being on the corner in the morning, you could find him at "CAMP" (a term that you will hear frequently hear from the urban "homeless"); an overgrown vacant lot not far from "the work corner". There was Lonnie sitting on one of the two old couches salvaged ("keepers"/"scores") from a nearby apartment dumpster along with whoever else was "visiting", stopping in to drink a beer, smoke some herb, socialize or listen to Lonnie play his old beat up guitar. His on again/off again girlfriend/"sister" would sometimes be there harmonizing. Other people would bring an instrument or use a 5-gal. bucket (a must for the urban camper; suitcase, chair, dish/clothes wash tub, ice-chest, card table if sitting Indian-style on the ground, and musical instrument) as a drum or two sticks hit together (playing the bones). One of these people who was there usually was Danny, a Vietnam Vet, until one night, drunk, he walked in front of a car on Westiemer and was killed. Lonnie had been doing this since the '60's when Montrose was reputed as Bohemian/artsy/hippies. Pacifica radio station was on Lovett Blvd. and you would go to the Montrose to score some weed or see a concert or midnight movie. The head shops, antique and art stores were there.

(back to 1992) Just north on Montrose Blvd. from Lonnie's paper corner was another "homeless" person of a different nature. For years he stayed in the median of the road, hair in dreds, wearing old clothes. People would bring him food. (Lonnie was welcome at the back door of a number of restaurants as was I and there were other ways of getting food)) During the day he would sit cross-legged as if in meditation or pace in a 14-foot wide median. I guess he might still be there. He would more likely be labeled mentally ill. People on the streets slept at camps in vacant or pubic lands, vacant buildings, under bridges or other structures or where ever they ended up that night. Some worked at "day labor", some begged, some had small public assistance, some live just off of the fat/or garbage of the city, some survived solely through charity feeding programs, some "hustled" or thieved. There were also the prostitutes, "crack heads" and street kids.

As well as some of the above methods of survival, I knew people who worked at businesses or lived in the neighborhood. Papa Jim (died 3 yrs ago-heart attack) worked at the Chevron on Alabama and Montrose. Papa Jim lived rent-free in an old 2-story house on Marshall street. The house was gutted and had no electricity. He had arrangements with the owner. He lived simply ("LIVE SIMPLY THAT OTHERS MAY SIMPLY LIVE") and gave away any extra money after minimal living costs to one of his adopted kids. This was his choice between him and "God". I spent many a night visiting with Jim as he cut up vegetables by the light of a kerosene oil lamp or candle. He had at one time a problem with alcohol but had not drank in years. He would feed whoever showed up. He always told me "Have some more, Son". I loved him for his integrity. (I tried often to bring him something he could use or needed) He was a friend, as was Lonnie and Danny (and many others). Garland was another friend in the neighborhood. He lived in an old 2 story as a long time bachelor/widower. In his house it was filled with boxes of things and memories of years past. He was a retired city councilman who had few friends besides the birds and the squirrels he would feed everyday. He would pay me $20 to do a little yard work (his yard was very overgrown and unkempt but homey) but mostly we would share company (he had lots of stories and memories) when I would stop by on my walks abouts. He was the only one who gave Lynn and I a card (a little cash inside) when we were married (1993, I think we still have it amazingly, it says "God cares for even the sparrows")

Our bridge could be quite the place of activity. It actually is the overpass for the entrance to downtown from highway 59. At one time we had 10 to 20 people, depending on the night. (with tents, mattresses and an American Flag) Other times it was me alone or just me and Bobby Clark who ended up there after his wife died. "Duke" Davis (also dead-hit by a speeding teenager while he was riding a bike to a store) was another friend/brother of the streets. He was the one that first introduced Lynn and I. He was like a kid that never grew up (last year when he was killed he was listening to "Kid Rock" and still living to "party"). He came from a rich family (Memorial) and made lots of money in the seventies selling computers. He had wrecked 7 corvettes by age 25. Whenever he had money he would impulsively spend it. His drink of choice was Thunderbird wine. After we were married (at Lakewood Church, got there by city bus and slept in a large vacant grass field under the stars our wedding night, free Doobie Brother's concert July 4th, Allen's Landing) we chose to move to Austin. Lynn's ex-boyfriend, "crying Brian" said he put a $1000 bounty on me. He was broke and "homeless" but there was still a possibility of conflict. Also my x, "bicycle Laura" (an old heroin user turned cocaine/speed user who used to deliver on a bicycle in the Montrose-also one of the most intellectually and musically gifted people that I've ever met) told Lynn she was going to kill her (she had killed before)(she was an "outlaw chick"), but it was though Plexiglas at the county jail, a drug charge. So for a new start we moved to Austin.

We got off the Greyhound in north Austin at the Highland Mall and that is the area (north Guadeloupe) in which we remained in the 3 years we lived there (before coming to Nacogdoches). Getting off the bus, I went and found a shopping cart. We had wheels. Our first "camp" there was in bushes and trees by some railroad tracks behind a convenience store with a outside water spigot. There was a phone, coffee, tobacco and beer available. We would wake up in the morning with birds and squirrels above us and around us. We were there about a month before we were asked to move by the police. We had found out that there is a large population of urban campers in Austin. Moving Day! (again!) Our next campsite was further down the railroad tracks. There was about 5 acres that belong(ed?) to the family of someone we had met and he gave us "permission". We set up a tent, a fire pit, clothes line and found a couch, some carpet and chairs.

There were some other "homeless" people camped there. There was a 24-hour poolroom nearby, the "Q Club". They live in "the tree house", a room made of pallets and plastic tarps with carpet, couches and mattresses. Their deal was cocaine and that costs money. They would bring in money, sometimes a lot but they would very quickly be broke without even a cigarette. They had scams such as shoplifting and returning merchandise or else working day labor all day just to briefly get high on coke(illegal=high cost). Christmas Day we got flour tortillas, chicken leg quarters and pork "country style" ribs and cooked for everyone (we had "company" visiting). The day after Christmas one of the "homeless" broke, mad at himself and the world, coming down off cocaine attacked us in our camp. This was a continuance from a incident earlier when he had asked us for money and when we refused he pulled a knife. Later that night he started to yell that he was going to burn us as we slept. He ran into our camp and I hit him right between the eyes and he got dizzy and went down. To keep him down, and in fear of personal injury, I did a Mexican hat dance on his face with my tennis shoes. He had swollen bruised eyes, swollen cut lip and a cut ear. He looked bad. An ambulance was called out and he went to the hospital where he had 3 stitches on his ear and was released. The police were also called out and I was arrested and taken to jail.

I thought for disturbing the peace or fighting in public, but I was very wrong. One of the other people "living in the woods", made a statement to the police that "It sounded like he hit him with a steel pipe". In spite of no other evidence in the physical injuries or any other and on the word "one of the vagrants", I was indited by a grand jury for felony aggravated assault. The indictment read that "I formed and fashion the said steel pipe with intent for serious bodily harm and or death and I did so used such weapon to inflict serious bodily harm on said victim, Kenneth?..". The victim "Ken" turned out to be wanted and left town two weeks later after an incident where he and his buddy got in a fight with someone at a nearby apartment and their neck was broke. He was arrested in Arizona for other crimes. I was stuck in jail facing time accused of something I did not do. It would be 4 months before I got out. Lynn was out in the woods in a city she didn't know and no family of her own to turn to and with my parents, not knowing them well yet, she didn't get help either (they would have done what ever they could but there was communication problems).

There are some big flaws in our justice system. Recent overturning of convictions by DNA evidence shows this. Prosecutors are rewarded and the "legal system" makes money whether there is a conviction or not, whether valid or false. Somebody makes money! Once the "ball is rolling" there is little incentive to say "Ops, we were wrong". Recent cases have proven false even with "signed confessions" show this. As in class, we learned that people will do what they think they would never do under certain circumstances (such as hours of "interrogation" and shady ways, i.e., taking polygraph and passing but being told that "you failed". Police do not have to play fair)(a easy partial solution: require video taping) I was caught in this system. I was assigned a "Public Defender" who recommended I get money from my parents to bail me out (10K bail). I refused this and made a complaint to the state bar, which they said was valid (soliciting moneys from my parents). I wrote letters to Government elected officials (up the line) asking that my case be investigated. After 4 months, they were all of a sudden in a hurry to "reduce charges" (they still didn't want to admit mistake) and immediately released me. This was because the right people made inquiry. (it could have gone different if I hadn't taken action)(Scary!!!)

This put Lynn in danger and our relatively new relationship in danger or at least serious strain. We had moved to Austin with hope of new start. Lynn was vulnerable to crime (things happened) while in the woods and I was mostly restricted and powerless to help in jail. A Church of Christ couple we had met tried to help by delivering mail and messages and brought Lynn to see me a few times in the county jail outside of the city. Also, J.T. ("the Gentle Giant"), a 6-foot plus black, country (caring and laid back) Vietnam Vet. helped out Lynn by letting her stay on the couch at his modest apartment the last month I was in jail (caged like an animal). Our first embrace when I got out was beyond words and will never be forgotten.

We found 17 acres of vacant land right at the interchange of 290 and I-35. There were a number of temporary agencies in the area and we got some work. I got a job transferring info. from topographical to computer mapping programs. We got a car from a used car lot and started making payments. It got hit by a college student, and replaced with a Murcur X4TI, a German/Ford Sports Coupe. There was a creek running though the property and our "camp" was under the large trees by the creek. I found a truck tarp that was 30 x 40 feet, which we hung from the tree branches. Under that we had individual dome tents. I could park the car under it. We had a large fire pit built with Austin limestone where we cooked. We had restaurants that would feed us regularly. One sandwich shop always left us bread to feed the family of raccoons that came daily to our camp. A nearby hotel got new pool furniture and we got the old stuff ("score");~10+ chairs and loungers. We had lots of company and friends that would come visit. A friend Cruz gave us a wolf that he couldn't keep at his house or farm (it killed his farm animals). We kept it on a 20 foot chained and warned people not to pet him. A few people didn't listen and got bit. Our camp was generally open to new people and what we had was shared. We especially tried to be hospitable to "travelers" (homeless on the road). We were there almost two years. Also staying out there was "Railroad". His birth given name was Luis Gardner. He was a Eastern Orthodox Monk. When living away from the monastery (located in the remote Hill country), which he called sabbatical, he lived in the woods where he could play guitar and sing old country music and drink beer. We took him back to the monastery to stay (at least for some time) and spent a weekend with the monks eating their homegrown vegetarian diet and being included in some of their prayer and study time.

Before, i met Lynn i had been married for 10 years. I was a Medic, Nurse and then Nuclear Medicine Technologist in the U.S. Army from 1981 to 1985. After getting out the Army, my "X" and i returned to Houston where i worked at M.D. Anderson Cancer Hospital. I worked the second shift and my "x" went the University of Houston. She joined the University Karate club, which met in the evenings when i was still working. Her instructor became more than that and she became pregnant by him and filed for divorce from me. That same year, i was hit in the head with a pistol while being robbed near the Houston Medical Center. My left eye was hanging by the optic nerve and i spent 3 weeks in Ben Taub Hospital for the Head Injury and having facial reconstruction and my eye being repaired. I lost my job at the Cancer Hospital and had concentration and memory problems that are often associated with Head Injuries. She (my "X") went on to have 3 children and married the person who she was pregnant by. They now are running a Karate School and she also got her Master's and taught for a while at U of H and now works for Baylor College of Medicine. I wish her and her family all the best and all of God's Blessings. Sometimes Life involves "hard chapters" which this was one for me.

Lynn also was divorced not of her choosing, after 15 years of marriage, raising two beautiful boys and being the primary income source working in the grocery business. He declared bankruptcy and their house was foreclosed and she was left wondering what happened.

There is a painting of two children holding hands crossing a dangerous bridge over rocks and swiftly running water. They seem unaware of their danger or of the safety of the Angel watching over them or the watchful eye (grace) of God (whoever/whatever that may be) on them. On a good day that is how I feel.

Homelessness is caused by people unable to, or refusing to run the rat race. There is a large variation in the details of these two cases. Drugs and alcohol may be a part of this, or hard circumstances, or illness, physical or mental, or in some cases a choice to be that way (the Buddha, Jesus, John the Baptist and many, many others) or just "giving up". The people living through and in these conditions have different perspectives and schemas than those of them that have not this experience. Sometimes, when you are homeless the world and God's Universe can become your home.

WELCOME HOME!!
!
Founded by William & Lynn McLean
William McLean, President
Mid-Pinellas Homeless Outreach
2002-2005



Reference: School of Hard Knocks

STATEMENT FROM THE LAVOY FINICUM FAMILY 1-29-2016





  as he "laid down his life for his friends/others". This is a form of "Higher Magic">>>SEE
https://youtu.be/x4TsU2k6fW4 look @ 4 minutes to end~
clearly showing this man intentionally not harming "road block" and intentionally drawing off gun fire for the safety of the 18 year female passenger and other passenger. It was "his Responsibility" which became his destiny, as one might say.
His last action, as he put his arm toward his friends/family saying, I imagine "Get Down. I Love you. Goodbye."

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

How to Garden and Grow Food


Grow BioIntensive mini farming with John JEAVONS