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Friday, October 27, 2017
Thursday, October 12, 2017
12OCT17GoodKindBridgeAAGroup
Open w/ "moment of Silence" for "Those Alcoholics still suffering on top of these bridges and those under the bridges",
... followed by the Serenity Prayer:
"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Mar 15 to Oct 15) Thursdays, 5 to 6 PM
- on the old bridge
- park by the Post Office
- bring a 5 gal Bucket!
... followed by the Serenity Prayer:
"
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
enjoying one moment at a time;
accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
that I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
forever in the next.
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
enjoying one moment at a time;
accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
that I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
forever in the next.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Upper Room Reading>>>>>>>>
Why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither
toil nor spin, yet . . . even Solomon in all his
glory was not clothed like one of these. - Matthew 6:28-29 (NRSV)
When we visited Ajo, Arizona, we went on a tour of the desert south of the city. There we spotted the Ajo lily, or desert lily. It has a beautiful flower, like a smaller version of the Easter lily. It only grows in the deserts of the American Southwest and in northern Mexico. The Spanish called it the Ajo lily because the native people prepared food with its bulbs, which tasted like ajo (the Spanish word for garlic).
When I saw this beautiful plant thriving in such an arid, sandy environment, I was amazed at how God creates beauty in even the most desolate places.
God brings beauty into our lives in the same way. Even in our deserts of hurt, loneliness, and despair, God reminds us that we can thrive where we are planted and share the beauty of our faith with our neighbors. When we dedicate our lives to God, we can look past the ugliness we may see in ourselves to see God’s beauty in our lives and in the world.
When I saw this beautiful plant thriving in such an arid, sandy environment, I was amazed at how God creates beauty in even the most desolate places.
God brings beauty into our lives in the same way. Even in our deserts of hurt, loneliness, and despair, God reminds us that we can thrive where we are planted and share the beauty of our faith with our neighbors. When we dedicate our lives to God, we can look past the ugliness we may see in ourselves to see God’s beauty in our lives and in the world.
Today's Prayer
Dear Lord, remind us that where we see ugliness you see beauty; where we see fear, you see hope. Amen.
Thought for the Day
God can make love bloom anywhere in my life.
Prayer Focus > Someone who is lonely
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Living Sober Reading (http://www.aaonlinemeeting.net/uploads/7/9/4/4/79446362/living_sober.pdf):
Getting plenty of rest
For at least three reasons, people who drink heavily often cannot realize how tired they are. The reasons are three characteristics of alcohol: (1) It
is full of calories, which give instant energy; (2) it numbs the central nervous system, so that one cannot fully feel body discomfort; (3) after its
anesthetic effect wears off, it produces agitation that feels like nervous energy.
After we stop drinking, the agitating effect may persist for a while, leading to jumpiness and insomnia. Or we may suddenly become aware of
our fatigue and so feel worn-out and lethargic. Or the two conditions may alternate.
Either is a normal reaction that thousands of us have had at the very beginning of our sobriety, in degrees depending on our previous drinking
and general state of health. Both wear off sooner or later and need not cause any alarm.
But it is very important to get plenty of rest when we stop drinking, because the notion of having a drink seems to arrive from nowhere with
greater ease when we are tired.
Many of us have wondered why we suddenly feel like taking a drink, for no apparent reason. When we examine the situation, time after time we
find that we are feeling exhausted and hadn't realized it. Chances are, we have used up too much energy and have not had enough rest. Generally,
a snack of some kind or a little nap can change our feelings completely, and the idea of a drink vanishes. Even if we can't fall asleep, just a few
minutes of lying down, or relaxing in a chair or a tub, take the edge off the fatigue.
It's even better, of course, to get our lives on a healthy schedule which permits a sufficient regular rest period every 24 hours.
Not all, but thousands of us can tell stories of insomnia spells after we quit drinking. Evidently, it takes a little while for the nervous system to
learn (or usually to relearn) the habit of regular, undisturbed sleep without alcohol in the body. What may be the worst part of this is our worry
about it, because the worrying makes it even harder to get to sleep.
The first advice we commonly give each other on this point is "Don't worry. Nobody has ever died of lack of sleep. When your body is tired
enough, you'll sleep." And so it turns out.
Since insomnia was so often the excuse many of us gave ourselves for "needing a drink or two," we largely agree that a brand-new attitude
toward insomnia helps in trying not to drink. Rather than toss and turn and fret about it, some of us give in to it, get up, and get some reading and
writing done in the wee hours.
Meanwhile, it is a good idea to check out our other health habits to see whether we are in any way making sleep difficult for ourselves. Too much
caffeine in the evenings? Are we eating properly? Getting enough of the right kind of exercise? Is the digestive system functioning properly yet?
That may take some time.
Many simple, old-fashioned recipes for insomnia actually help, such as a glass of hot milk, deep breathing, a soak in a warm tub, a dull book, or
some soft music. Some prefer more exotic gimmicks. One recovered alcoholic recommends heated ginger ale with pepper in it! (To each his or
her own!) Others rely on a particular massage, yoga, or various remedies suggested in books on the subject.
Even if we do not fall asleep at once, we can rest by lying still with the eyes closed. Nobody goes to sleep pacing a room or talking all night over
coffee.
If the condition persists, it may be advisable to check with a good physician who understands alcoholism well.
One thing we have learned for sure: Sleeping medicines of any sort are not the answer for alcoholics. They almost invariably lead to drinking,
our experience repeatedly shows.
Because we know how dangerous such medicines can be, some of us have had to put up with slight discomfort for a little while, until our bodies
settled into a healthy sleep routine. Once we are past the temporary unease, when a natural sleep rhythm sets in, we can see that the price was
eminently worth it.
One more curious item about sleep after we stop drinking may be useful. Long after we have weaned ourselves from the bottle, a great many of
us are started to awaken some morning or night realizing we have just had an all-too-vivid dream about drinking.
Not all of us have such dreams. But enough have for us to know that they are common, and harmless.
AA is not a program of dream interpretation, so we cannot point out the hidden meanings, if any, that such dreams have, as psychoanalysts and
other dream interpreters do. We can report only that such dreams may occur, so don't be too surprised. Among the most common is a dream that
one finds oneself drunk, and horrified about it, but has no memory at all of taking a drink. We may even awaken with chills, shakes, and other
classic hangover jitters—when, of course, we haven't touched a drop in months. It was all just a bad dream. And it may come out of the blue,
long, long after our last drink.
Probably, it's a good thing that we find ourselves shook up and miserable at the notion of drinking, even in a dream. Maybe this means we are
really beginning to get the idea, deep down in our bones, that drinking is no good for us. Sobriety is better, even to dream about.
The beauty of sober sleep, once it is achieved, is the sheer pleasure of waking up—no real hangover, no worries about what may have happened
in last night's blackout. Instead, it means facing the new day refreshed, hopeful, and grateful.
Good Kind Bridge - AA Group, BridgevilleFor at least three reasons, people who drink heavily often cannot realize how tired they are. The reasons are three characteristics of alcohol: (1) It
is full of calories, which give instant energy; (2) it numbs the central nervous system, so that one cannot fully feel body discomfort; (3) after its
anesthetic effect wears off, it produces agitation that feels like nervous energy.
After we stop drinking, the agitating effect may persist for a while, leading to jumpiness and insomnia. Or we may suddenly become aware of
our fatigue and so feel worn-out and lethargic. Or the two conditions may alternate.
Either is a normal reaction that thousands of us have had at the very beginning of our sobriety, in degrees depending on our previous drinking
and general state of health. Both wear off sooner or later and need not cause any alarm.
But it is very important to get plenty of rest when we stop drinking, because the notion of having a drink seems to arrive from nowhere with
greater ease when we are tired.
Many of us have wondered why we suddenly feel like taking a drink, for no apparent reason. When we examine the situation, time after time we
find that we are feeling exhausted and hadn't realized it. Chances are, we have used up too much energy and have not had enough rest. Generally,
a snack of some kind or a little nap can change our feelings completely, and the idea of a drink vanishes. Even if we can't fall asleep, just a few
minutes of lying down, or relaxing in a chair or a tub, take the edge off the fatigue.
It's even better, of course, to get our lives on a healthy schedule which permits a sufficient regular rest period every 24 hours.
Not all, but thousands of us can tell stories of insomnia spells after we quit drinking. Evidently, it takes a little while for the nervous system to
learn (or usually to relearn) the habit of regular, undisturbed sleep without alcohol in the body. What may be the worst part of this is our worry
about it, because the worrying makes it even harder to get to sleep.
The first advice we commonly give each other on this point is "Don't worry. Nobody has ever died of lack of sleep. When your body is tired
enough, you'll sleep." And so it turns out.
Since insomnia was so often the excuse many of us gave ourselves for "needing a drink or two," we largely agree that a brand-new attitude
toward insomnia helps in trying not to drink. Rather than toss and turn and fret about it, some of us give in to it, get up, and get some reading and
writing done in the wee hours.
Meanwhile, it is a good idea to check out our other health habits to see whether we are in any way making sleep difficult for ourselves. Too much
caffeine in the evenings? Are we eating properly? Getting enough of the right kind of exercise? Is the digestive system functioning properly yet?
That may take some time.
Many simple, old-fashioned recipes for insomnia actually help, such as a glass of hot milk, deep breathing, a soak in a warm tub, a dull book, or
some soft music. Some prefer more exotic gimmicks. One recovered alcoholic recommends heated ginger ale with pepper in it! (To each his or
her own!) Others rely on a particular massage, yoga, or various remedies suggested in books on the subject.
Even if we do not fall asleep at once, we can rest by lying still with the eyes closed. Nobody goes to sleep pacing a room or talking all night over
coffee.
If the condition persists, it may be advisable to check with a good physician who understands alcoholism well.
One thing we have learned for sure: Sleeping medicines of any sort are not the answer for alcoholics. They almost invariably lead to drinking,
our experience repeatedly shows.
Because we know how dangerous such medicines can be, some of us have had to put up with slight discomfort for a little while, until our bodies
settled into a healthy sleep routine. Once we are past the temporary unease, when a natural sleep rhythm sets in, we can see that the price was
eminently worth it.
One more curious item about sleep after we stop drinking may be useful. Long after we have weaned ourselves from the bottle, a great many of
us are started to awaken some morning or night realizing we have just had an all-too-vivid dream about drinking.
Not all of us have such dreams. But enough have for us to know that they are common, and harmless.
AA is not a program of dream interpretation, so we cannot point out the hidden meanings, if any, that such dreams have, as psychoanalysts and
other dream interpreters do. We can report only that such dreams may occur, so don't be too surprised. Among the most common is a dream that
one finds oneself drunk, and horrified about it, but has no memory at all of taking a drink. We may even awaken with chills, shakes, and other
classic hangover jitters—when, of course, we haven't touched a drop in months. It was all just a bad dream. And it may come out of the blue,
long, long after our last drink.
Probably, it's a good thing that we find ourselves shook up and miserable at the notion of drinking, even in a dream. Maybe this means we are
really beginning to get the idea, deep down in our bones, that drinking is no good for us. Sobriety is better, even to dream about.
The beauty of sober sleep, once it is achieved, is the sheer pleasure of waking up—no real hangover, no worries about what may have happened
in last night's blackout. Instead, it means facing the new day refreshed, hopeful, and grateful.
(Mar 15 to Oct 15) Thursdays, 5 to 6 PM
- on the old bridge
- park by the Post Office
- bring a 5 gal Bucket!
Friday, September 15, 2017
14SEP2017GoodKindBridgeGroupReadings
27 Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due,
When it is in the power of your hand to do so.
28 Do not say to your neighbor,
“Go, and come back,
And tomorrow I will give it,”
When you have it with you.
29 Do not devise evil against your neighbor,
For he dwells by you for safety’s sake.
30 Do not strive with a man without cause,
If he has done you no harm.
When it is in the power of your hand to do so.
28 Do not say to your neighbor,
“Go, and come back,
And tomorrow I will give it,”
When you have it with you.
29 Do not devise evil against your neighbor,
For he dwells by you for safety’s sake.
30 Do not strive with a man without cause,
If he has done you no harm.
31 Do not envy the oppressor,
And choose none of his ways;
32 For the perverse person is an abomination to the Lord,
But His secret counsel is with the upright.
33 The curse of the Lord is on the house of the wicked,
But He blesses the home of the just.
34 Surely He scorns the scornful,
But gives grace to the humble.
35 The wise shall inherit glory,
But shame shall be the legacy of fools.
And choose none of his ways;
32 For the perverse person is an abomination to the Lord,
But His secret counsel is with the upright.
33 The curse of the Lord is on the house of the wicked,
But He blesses the home of the just.
34 Surely He scorns the scornful,
But gives grace to the humble.
35 The wise shall inherit glory,
But shame shall be the legacy of fools.
...
Hear, my children, the instruction of a father,
And give attention to know understanding;
2 For I give you good doctrine:
Do not forsake my law.
3 When I was my father’s son,
Tender and the only one in the sight of my mother,
4 He also taught me, and said to me:
“Let your heart retain my words;
Keep my commands, and live.
5 Get wisdom! Get understanding!
Do not forget, nor turn away from the words of my mouth.
6 Do not forsake her, and she will preserve you;
Love her, and she will keep you.
7 Wisdom is the principal thing;
Therefore get wisdom.
And in all your getting, get understanding.
8 Exalt her, and she will promote you;
She will bring you honor, when you embrace her.
9 She will place on your head an ornament of grace;
A crown of glory she will deliver to you.”
And give attention to know understanding;
2 For I give you good doctrine:
Do not forsake my law.
3 When I was my father’s son,
Tender and the only one in the sight of my mother,
4 He also taught me, and said to me:
“Let your heart retain my words;
Keep my commands, and live.
5 Get wisdom! Get understanding!
Do not forget, nor turn away from the words of my mouth.
6 Do not forsake her, and she will preserve you;
Love her, and she will keep you.
7 Wisdom is the principal thing;
Therefore get wisdom.
And in all your getting, get understanding.
8 Exalt her, and she will promote you;
She will bring you honor, when you embrace her.
9 She will place on your head an ornament of grace;
A crown of glory she will deliver to you.”
10 Hear, my son, and receive my sayings,
And the years of your life will be many.
11 I have taught you in the way of wisdom;
I have led you in right paths.
12 When you walk, your steps will not be hindered,
And when you run, you will not stumble.
13 Take firm hold of instruction, do not let go;
Keep her, for she is your life.
And the years of your life will be many.
11 I have taught you in the way of wisdom;
I have led you in right paths.
12 When you walk, your steps will not be hindered,
And when you run, you will not stumble.
13 Take firm hold of instruction, do not let go;
Keep her, for she is your life.
14 Do not enter the path of the wicked,
And do not walk in the way of evil.
15 Avoid it, do not travel on it;
Turn away from it and pass on.
16 For they do not sleep unless they have done evil;
And their sleep is taken away unless they make someone fall.
17 For they eat the bread of wickedness,
And drink the wine of violence.
And do not walk in the way of evil.
15 Avoid it, do not travel on it;
Turn away from it and pass on.
16 For they do not sleep unless they have done evil;
And their sleep is taken away unless they make someone fall.
17 For they eat the bread of wickedness,
And drink the wine of violence.
18 But the path of the just is like the shining sun,[a]
That shines ever brighter unto the perfect day.
19 The way of the wicked is like darkness;
They do not know what makes them stumble.
That shines ever brighter unto the perfect day.
19 The way of the wicked is like darkness;
They do not know what makes them stumble.
20 My son, give attention to my words;
Incline your ear to my sayings.
Incline your ear to my sayings.
~~~
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the "Living Sober" Reading:
"A.
It's usually
better if men sponsor men and women sponsor women. This helps avoid
the possibility of romance rearing its lovely head—a development
which can hideously complicate, if not destroy, the sponsor-newcomer
relationship. By trial and error, we've discovered that sex and
sponsorship are a very bad mix.
B.
Whether or not we like what our sponsor suggests (and sponsors can
only suggest; they cannot make anybody do anything, or actually
prevent any action), the fact is that the sponsor has been sober
longer, knows pitfalls to avoid, and may be right.
C.
An AA sponsor is not a professional caseworker or counselor of any
sort. A sponsor is not someone to borrow money from, nor get clothes,
jobs, or food from. A sponsor is not a medical expert, nor qualified
to give religious, legal, domestic, or psychiatric advice, although a
good sponsor is usually willing to discuss such matters
confidentially, and often can suggest where the appropriate
professional assistance can be obtained. A sponsor is simply a sober
alcoholic who can help solve only one problem: how to stay sober. And
the sponsor has only one tool to use— personal experience, not
scientific wisdom. Sponsors have been
there, and they
often have more concern, hope, compassion, and confidence for us than
we have for ourselves. They certainly have had more experience.
Remembering their own condition, they reach out
to help, not
down. Someone has said alcoholics may be people who should never keep
secrets about themselves, especially the guilty kind. Being open
about ourselves helps prevent that, and can be a good antidote for
any tendency toward excessive self-concern and self-consciousness. A
good sponsor is someone we can confide in, get everything off our
chests with.
D. It's
agreeable when the sponsor is congenial, someone who shares our
background and interests beyond sobriety. But it is not necessary. In
many instances, the best sponsor is someone totally different. The
most unlikely pairings of sponsor and newcomer sometimes work the
best.
E.
Sponsors, like most everyone else, are likely to have some family and
job obligations. Although a sponsor will, on occasion, leave work or
home to help a newcomer in a real bind, there are naturally times
when the sponsor is truly out of reach. Here is the opportunity for
many of us to use our reawakening wits and figure out a substitute
for a sponsor. If we genuinely desire help, we do not let a sponsor's
illness, or momentary unavailability for any other reason, stop us
from getting some help. We can try to find a nearby AA meeting. We
can read AA literature or something else we have found helpful. We
can telephone other recovered alcoholics we have met, even if we
don't know them very well. And we can telephone or visit the nearest
AA office or clubroom for AA members. Even if the only person we find
to talk to is someone we have not met before, we're sure to encounter
sincere interest and a desire to help in any AA member we reach. When
we really level about our distress, true empathy is forthcoming.
Sometimes, we get really needed encouragement from recovered
alcoholics we do not much care for. Even if such a feeling is mutual,
when one of us trying to stay sober asks any other recovered
alcoholic to help us not drink, all petty and superficial differences
melt away.
F.
Some people think it a good idea to have more than one sponsor, so at
least one is always likely to be available. This plan has one
additional advantage, but also carries a slight risk. The advantage
is that three or four sponsors provide a wider range of experience
and knowledge than any one person possibly can. The risk in having
several sponsors, rather than just one, lies in a tendency some of us
developed during our drinking days. In order to protect ourselves and
keep our drinking beyond criticism, we often told different tales to
different people. We even learned how to manipulate people, in a
sense, so the people-environment would practically condone, or even
encourage, our drinking. We may not have been aware of this tendency,
and it was usually lacking in any evil intent. But it really became a
part of our personalities in our drinking days. So a few of us with a
clutch of sponsors have caught ourselves trying to play off one
sponsor against another, telling one thing to the first, something
else to the second. This doesn't always work, since sponsors are hard
to kid. They catch on pretty fast to the tricks of anyone wanting to
drink, having used almost all such wiles themselves. But sometimes we
can keep at it until we get one sponsor to say something directly
opposite to what another sponsor has said. Maybe we manage to wangle
out of somebody what we want
to hear, not
what we need. Or, at least, we interpret this sponsor's words to suit
our wishes. Such behavior seems more a reflection of our illness than
an honest search for help in getting well. We, the newcomers, are the
ones most hurt when this happens. So maybe if we have a team of
sponsors, it would be a good idea to keep one eye cocked sharply,
alert to catch ourselves if we should find ourselves getting into
games like that, instead of trying to progress straight toward our
own recovery goal.
G.
Being recovered alcoholics themselves, sponsors naturally have their
own unique strengths—and foibles. The sponsor (or any other human
being) without flaw or weakness hasn't turned up yet, as far as we
know. It is a rare occurrence, but it is possible that we can be
misled or given a bum steer by a sponsor's mistaken advice. As we've
all found by doing it ourselves, even with the best intentions,
sponsors can goof. You probably can guess what the next sentence will
say.... A
sponsor's unfortunate behavior is no more a valid excuse for taking a
drink than anything else is. The
hand that pours a drink down your gullet is still your own. Rather
than blame the sponsor, we've found at least 30 other ways to stay
away from a drink. Those 30 are laid out in the other sections of
this booklet, of course.
H.
You are under no obligation ever to repay your sponsor in any way for
helping you. He or she does so because helping others helps us
maintain our own sobriety. You are free to accept or reject help. If
you accept it, you have no debt to repay. Sponsors are kind—and
tough—not for credit, and not because they like to "do good
works." A good sponsor is as much helped as the person being
sponsored. You'll find this to be true the first time you sponsor
someone. Some day, you may want to pass such help on to someone else.
That's the only thanks you need give.
I.
Like a good parent, a wise sponsor can let the newcomer alone, when
necessary; can let the newcomer make his or her own mistakes; can see
the newcomer rejecting advice and still not get angry or feel
spurned. A sharp sponsor tries hard to keep vanity and hurt feelings
out of the way in sponsorship. And the best sponsors are really
delighted when the newcomer is able to step out past the stage of
being sponsored. Not that we ever have to go it altogether alone. But
the time does come when even a young bird must use its own wings and
start its own family. Happy flying!"
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
Wednesday, April 19, 2017
ALL WE NEED
. . . Sweet Music
Play Us a Tune to make Us All Happy...
for Re Volution/Velation ~~~
and Welcome to "the Dance"::::::::::
for Re Volution/Velation ~~~
Mr. Tambourine Man
Written by: Bob Dylan
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Though I know that evenin’s empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I’m branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street’s too dead for dreaming
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin’
I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Though you might hear laughin’, spinnin’, swingin’ madly across the sun
It’s not aimed at anyone, it’s just escapin’ on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin’
And if you hear vague traces of skippin’ reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn’t pay it any mind
It’s just a shadow you’re seein’ that he’s chasing
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Though I know that evenin’s empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I’m branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street’s too dead for dreaming
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin’
I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Though you might hear laughin’, spinnin’, swingin’ madly across the sun
It’s not aimed at anyone, it’s just escapin’ on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin’
And if you hear vague traces of skippin’ reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn’t pay it any mind
It’s just a shadow you’re seein’ that he’s chasing
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you
Copyright © 1964, 1965 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1992, 1993 by Special Rider Music
Even in the Rain ... in the Pacific N.W.
~~~ ... it never stopped, it just keeps playing ~~~
Even in the Rain ... in the Pacific N.W.
Wednesday, April 12, 2017
Spread the God~Spell to All
Be Blessed (11/03/91 - Golden Gate Park)
or (0123/or2013 Live)
Thursday, February 2, 2017
Jah~Nice & "the Solid Rock"
Won't let go ~ Can't let go "the Solid Rock" ...
A Present from God (Jah) for Today (the Present Now) ~ ~ ~ : : :
Be Here Now.
Pictures of "JahNice",
Part of the Family, Now, Adopted; January, 2017 [{Miranda's Rescue: no-kill rescue, adoption & sanctuary facility}]
~below (our New, at 8 and 1/2 years old: Cow Dog"/Border Collie) follow ~ ~ ~ : :
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A Present from God (Jah) for Today (the Present Now) ~ ~ ~ : : :
Be Here Now.
Part of the Family, Now, Adopted; January, 2017 [{Miranda's Rescue: no-kill rescue, adoption & sanctuary facility}]
~below (our New, at 8 and 1/2 years old: Cow Dog"/Border Collie) follow ~ ~ ~ : :
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Our Dog, murdered last July >>> ...JahNice could be a "cousin" >>>
very similar personality, traits and behaviors. She is 8 years old. Christa would have been 5 years old @ Christmas, 2016. Miracles.
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Be Here Now.
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{In ancient Roman religion and myth, Janus (/ˈdʒeɪnəs/; Latin: Ianus, pronounced [ˈjaː.nus]) is the god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, doorways, passages, and endings. He is usually depicted as having two faces, since he looks to the future and to the past.
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Friday, January 13, 2017
Tomorrow Still Knows ?
Tomorrow Still Knows ?
(presently ...@ the Sequoia Humane Society, King Salmon, for intake observation period")
"Janice" ~ (January + an "anagram")
(Good God ~ Holy-Molly ~ Jah Nice)
(DOG ~ GOD)
Born 4 years after Christa, same Time of Earth's Rotation, ~ 1 year & 1 month age(presently ...@ the Sequoia Humane Society, King Salmon, for intake observation period")
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Black Cloud + Missing Christa's Happiness
Christa, Our Cattle Farm Dog, born near Christmas 5 years ago, wanted to be Happy and was the Happy "Dancing Dog"! She expressed Happiness, and wanted Us Happy. She would dance in circles, roll on the ground and even looked like she was smiling, would click her jaws together in Expression of Happiness. She rode always with me on trips to Town (Eureka) and we always stopped at Fields Landing where she love to run along the Humboldt Bay (whether the Tide was in or out) Beach:
https://humboldtgov.org/Facilities/Facility/Details/Fields-Landing-Boat-Ramp-5
Fields Landing, where we always stopped with Christa. I miss her Happiness!!! ... like a "Black Cloud following me", since she was murdered by a Neighbor's Pit Bull, they used to guard their illegal "Grow-Op". This happened 4 - 5 months ago, and yet still miss Christa, her happiness and affection toward Lynn and myself, and been in Grief over her death to "Today". We miss you "Baby- Girl" Christa.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~..(Trapeze, 1970) : : : ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
No time to stop, keep on movin'
The whole world is to see
No time to think of things that I am missing
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
Each and every town
I'm father's last relation
Doing what I can just to eat
Never 'wanna settle down
I ain't got the patience
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
I'm a citizen of no where
The sky's above my head
I wonder where the grass grows
Looking through the sunshine
'Til my judgement day, my judgement day
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me, yeah
Oh, it's following me around
Don't leave me be
No time to think of the things that I am missing
I've got to keep on moving along, babe
You know I can't settle down, or I'd be dead
Come, come, come here
No time to stop, keep on movin'
'Cause all the world is to see
No time to think
The thing that I am missing
Wherever I go
The black cloud's following me
I'm a citizen of nowhere
The sky's above my head
I wonder where the grass grows
Looking through the sunshine
'Til my judgement day, my judgement day
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
You know it's following, following, following me
Never let me go
Keep on moving
We have got to make it
We are going to take it, yeah
We are going to take it I am not 'gonna make it
Never talk to a rich man, yeah
~~~~~~~~~~~"Black Cloud" = ~~~ Live, Dallas, TX; 1972 ;
https://youtu.be/Z5YgsZ9tU6E
https://humboldtgov.org/Facilities/Facility/Details/Fields-Landing-Boat-Ramp-5
Fields Landing, where we always stopped with Christa. I miss her Happiness!!! ... like a "Black Cloud following me", since she was murdered by a Neighbor's Pit Bull, they used to guard their illegal "Grow-Op". This happened 4 - 5 months ago, and yet still miss Christa, her happiness and affection toward Lynn and myself, and been in Grief over her death to "Today". We miss you "Baby- Girl" Christa.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~..(Trapeze, 1970) : : : ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
No time to stop, keep on movin'
The whole world is to see
No time to think of things that I am missing
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
Each and every town
I'm father's last relation
Doing what I can just to eat
Never 'wanna settle down
I ain't got the patience
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
I'm a citizen of no where
The sky's above my head
I wonder where the grass grows
Looking through the sunshine
'Til my judgement day, my judgement day
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me, yeah
Oh, it's following me around
Don't leave me be
No time to think of the things that I am missing
I've got to keep on moving along, babe
You know I can't settle down, or I'd be dead
Come, come, come here
No time to stop, keep on movin'
'Cause all the world is to see
No time to think
The thing that I am missing
Wherever I go
The black cloud's following me
I'm a citizen of nowhere
The sky's above my head
I wonder where the grass grows
Looking through the sunshine
'Til my judgement day, my judgement day
Wherever I go
Black cloud's following me
You know it's following, following, following me
Never let me go
Keep on moving
We have got to make it
We are going to take it, yeah
We are going to take it I am not 'gonna make it
Never talk to a rich man, yeah
~~~~~~~~~~~"Black Cloud" = ~~~ Live, Dallas, TX; 1972 ;
https://youtu.be/Z5YgsZ9tU6E
Thursday, October 27, 2016
TRAILER PARK JESUS ~ (Stuck in Mississippi)
"What a Trip !!!"
Thank You, Jesus, for getting Us "Unstuck from in Mississippi",
and to Our new "Campsite" and Gardens!
>>> Things Have Changed!
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("We will be in the House of God Forever" Psalm 23
= "Our Permanent Address")
and to Our new "Campsite" and Gardens!
>>> Things Have Changed!
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("We will be in the House of God Forever" Psalm 23
= "Our Permanent Address")
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
Valley Radio> Our Radio Station
Our Radio Station; "Valley Radio"
Runs on about 8 Gigabytes Music Library
on a MP3 player set on Random/Repeat/Shuffle.
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the Van Duzen River:
Our Clown Dog (Mississippi Feist Circus Dog) "Stud"
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by Bobby Zimmerman (relates to "Dirt and Trudge"):
"Mississippi"
Every step of the way, we walk the line
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is piling up, we struggle and we stray
We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape
City's just a jungle, more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away
I was raised in the country, I been working in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don't even have anything for myself anymore
Sky full of fire, came pouring down
Nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around
All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well, the devil's in the alley, mule's in the stall
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed
Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees
Feeling like a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never will undo
I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too
Some people will offer you their hand and some won't
Last night I knew you, tonight I don't
I need something strong to distract my mind
I'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind
Well I got here following the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well my ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast
I'm drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past
But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free
I've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me
Everybody's moving, if they ain't already there
Everybody's got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things should start to get interesting right about now
My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in
I know that fortune is waiting to be kind
So give me your hand and say you'll be mine
Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long.
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is piling up, we struggle and we stray
We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape
City's just a jungle, more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away
I was raised in the country, I been working in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don't even have anything for myself anymore
Sky full of fire, came pouring down
Nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around
All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well, the devil's in the alley, mule's in the stall
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed
Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees
Feeling like a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never will undo
I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too
Some people will offer you their hand and some won't
Last night I knew you, tonight I don't
I need something strong to distract my mind
I'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind
Well I got here following the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well my ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast
I'm drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past
But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free
I've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me
Everybody's moving, if they ain't already there
Everybody's got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things should start to get interesting right about now
My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in
I know that fortune is waiting to be kind
So give me your hand and say you'll be mine
Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long.
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Morgellons Syndrome
CDC (center of disease creation) Report (and/or Coverup???):
Background and Summary
http://www.cdc.gov/unexplaineddermopathy/
Unexplained medical conditions can cause serious illness and disability among individuals, as well as demands on health care resources. In January 2008, CDC began an investigation that sought to better understand an unexplained apparent dermopathy, commonly referred to as Morgellons. CDC partnered with Kaiser Permanente (KP) - Northern California, a large group health plan in an area where many possible cases had been reported, and the Armed Forces Institute of Pathology, to begin a comprehensive clinical and laboratory study of this condition.
The investigators contacted patients among KP-Northern California enrollees who had reported symptoms that included abnormal skin sensations or sores along with the presence of fibers in the affected skin areas. Included among these patients were some who used the term Morgellons to describe their condition. The objective of the investigation was to identify any possible common cause or risk factors for the condition. Investigators also sought to objectively describe signs and symptoms of this condition, study biopsy specimens from patients' skin sores, and examine fibers or other materials reported by patients as being on or in their skin.
Results of the study, published in PloS One
show this condition appears to be uncommon among a population representative of Northern California residents. Skin damage from the sun was the most common skin abnormality found, and no single underlying medical condition or infectious source was identified. Upon thorough analysis, most sores appeared to result from chronic scratching and picking, without an underlying cause. The materials and fibers obtained from skin-biopsy specimens were mostly cellulose, compatible with cotton fibers.
Neuropsychological testing revealed a substantial number of study participants who scored highly in screening tests for one or more co-existing psychiatric or addictive conditions, including depression, somatic concerns (an indicator of preoccupation with health issues), and drug use.
This comprehensive study of an unexplained apparent dermopathy demonstrated no infectious cause and no evidence of an environmental link. There was no indication that it would be helpful to perform additional testing for infectious diseases as a potential cause. Future efforts should focus on helping patients reduce their symptoms through careful attention to treatment of co-existing medical, including psychiatric conditions, that might be contributing to their symptoms.
Peter Mayne, MD: Point by Point Analysis of and Critique of the CDC Morgellons Report
Unexplained medical conditions can cause serious illness and disability among individuals, as well as demands on health care resources. In January 2008, CDC began an investigation that sought to better understand an unexplained apparent dermopathy, commonly referred to as Morgellons. CDC partnered with Kaiser Permanente (KP) - Northern California, a large group health plan in an area where many possible cases had been reported, and the Armed Forces Institute of Pathology, to begin a comprehensive clinical and laboratory study of this condition.
The investigators contacted patients among KP-Northern California enrollees who had reported symptoms that included abnormal skin sensations or sores along with the presence of fibers in the affected skin areas. Included among these patients were some who used the term Morgellons to describe their condition. The objective of the investigation was to identify any possible common cause or risk factors for the condition. Investigators also sought to objectively describe signs and symptoms of this condition, study biopsy specimens from patients' skin sores, and examine fibers or other materials reported by patients as being on or in their skin.
Results of the study, published in PloS One

Neuropsychological testing revealed a substantial number of study participants who scored highly in screening tests for one or more co-existing psychiatric or addictive conditions, including depression, somatic concerns (an indicator of preoccupation with health issues), and drug use.
This comprehensive study of an unexplained apparent dermopathy demonstrated no infectious cause and no evidence of an environmental link. There was no indication that it would be helpful to perform additional testing for infectious diseases as a potential cause. Future efforts should focus on helping patients reduce their symptoms through careful attention to treatment of co-existing medical, including psychiatric conditions, that might be contributing to their symptoms.
Peter Mayne, MD: Point by Point Analysis of and Critique of the CDC Morgellons Report
More "coverage" or "coverup"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2 recent videos by "Bill King", Englang
Above description:Published on Apr 20, 2017
My chest pain is this stuff growing deep into my chest I had no hairs on my chest this replacement hair is Morgellons it's erupted yesterday and caused cardiac symptoms ? But unless my body was looked at properly by a microbiologist this will go undetected for many yrs to come ( covered up ) it's real it's taking over people's bodies & I still truly believe I was contaminated during a procedure last Feb as I felt my body change over night like a switch being switched on ? These are true facts I can't name the Iraqi doctor because he had the police try to charge me but charged were dropped and you tube made to remove my true account of what happened God help the world if this is bio warfare because even MI5 did nothing and I contacted them and spoke to them ?
Below Description::::::::::::::
Published on Aug 9, 2016
My life is probably coming to an end nobody will ever understand what I have endured/suffered over the past 12 months from the day i was diagnosed with multiple clots on the lungs to now August 2016 where I am being eaten alive and nobody wants to help ?.
I loved life the simple things like the birds singing or the different shades of the leaves on the trees the smell of the fresh sea air even the rain can be nice when you lay in your bed listening to the pitter patter on the windows.
OMG i loved life but this alien organism that's attacked my body just took all my happiness away but it won't wipe my happy memories i love you all & forgive all the people who harmed me and maybe someone will see fit to find out what this is instead of labelling people delusional.
I love life i love animals and i thank Barbara Thomas a true friend and my next of Kin for being there when i needed someone she took good care of me and fell in love with my dog cheeky chico my best friend and companion.
To all those who refused to help me maybe your consciences will make you think about helping people in need in the future.
May god be there for me.
Goodnight & God Bless xxxxx
I loved life the simple things like the birds singing or the different shades of the leaves on the trees the smell of the fresh sea air even the rain can be nice when you lay in your bed listening to the pitter patter on the windows.
OMG i loved life but this alien organism that's attacked my body just took all my happiness away but it won't wipe my happy memories i love you all & forgive all the people who harmed me and maybe someone will see fit to find out what this is instead of labelling people delusional.
I love life i love animals and i thank Barbara Thomas a true friend and my next of Kin for being there when i needed someone she took good care of me and fell in love with my dog cheeky chico my best friend and companion.
To all those who refused to help me maybe your consciences will make you think about helping people in need in the future.
May god be there for me.
Goodnight & God Bless xxxxx
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