Fulfillment ~ "2023, a Year of Goodbyes"

Sunday, March 29, 2015

This is Why You Need Your Money Out of the Bank: Freeze Outs, Glitches and Holds Increasingly Locking Customers Out of Funds

Choices

https://youtu.be/2U-PNPOiLjo

http://modernsurvivalblog.com/government-gone-wild/jade-helm-15-military-drill/
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I have said that I would post information that doesn't necessarily conform to the essence of this blog but that I feel are important to the American People.  This is one of them.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

The Time Draws Near

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/science/solar-eclipse-supermoon-spring-equinox-friday-will-see-three-rare-celestial-events-10111592.html
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Psalm 72:11

"Yea, all kings shall prostrate themselves before Him; all nations shall serve Him".

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Transformation

There are among us, Chrysalis
   And when the time is right
They'll shy emerge from their cocoons
   And spread their wings in flight
For they are here to Illuminate
   To finally set Humanity straight

The Day The Earth Stood Still

I did not raise a Son or Daughter
  As Sacrifice to wholesale Slaughter
  Yet this appears to be where We're  headed       
  The time has come of which I've   Dreaded
   This Rampage running Unabated
    And the World still distant,         Uncaring, jaded
   We've seen this playbook many Times before
    We've seen it play out on Distant Shores
    But I believe the Day has come
That we're introduced to a huge            Unknown
That Day will be like Earth stood still
   This Intervention comes against our Will
It's Purpose Is made clear to All
  To Stop humanity's descent, free fall
But untimely though this all may seem 
   It's a Measure we'll come to  Treasure


A Terrible Price to Pay

http://www.wnd.com/2015/03/the-legacy-of-world-war-ii/

Saturday, March 14, 2015

The Power of Love

http://www.collective-evolution.com/2013/07/20/mother-brings-baby-back-to-life-with-two-hours-of-loving-cuddles-after-doctors-pronounced-him-dead/

Friday, March 13, 2015

Signs

http://www.businessinsider.com/strong-dollar-is-a-signal-of-a-major-market-event-rate-hike-2015-3

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Man's Evil Inclination

The Devil
Man's Most Destructive Qualities Unleashed
We are living in epic, dangerous times.  Are these times any different than any others we've lived through?

Well, you can get your information from the history books or be unfortunate enough to have actually lived through some of these horrific and painful events.

Well you could talk to the soldiers who made it through the Vietnam War or the remaining soldiers still living who trudged through the jungles on Iwo Jima or Guadalcanal during WWII, watching their buddies blown to smithereens as they stepped on a land mine, or the survivors of the Jewish Holocaust who were starved to death, used as human guinea pigs for unspeakable medical experiments, or the Cambodian Holocaust in which a despicable Pol Pot annihilated millions of his own people.  The French Revolution and the Bolshevik Revolution also come to mind.

In my humble opinion, I believe the answer to my above question is yes due to the extent of the unspeakable horror and savagery we're witnessing, the utter and brutal subjugation, annihilation, the severity, the depth and the brevity of horror this new evil is producing, an evil that seemingly came out of nowhere, and now running unchecked and unchallenged but for a few.  Savagely and rampantly, wantonly and with great glee destroying everything in its path, removing the past and replacing it with a new and virulent ideology that is rapidly gaining momentum as its poisonous tendrils reach out and suffocate, obliterate everything and everyone.

Submit or die.

History is repeating itself.

These times we're living through now remind me of the Book of Revelations and what's prophesied in the Bible to come to pass.
 
Would you agree that today it seems the Virtue Reason, aka as Common Sense, is no where to be found?

And I'm reading more and more accounts of naked people landing on people's car windshields or running wildly across an intersection, attacking someone for no apparent reason.

And, what's with the nakedness?  

Today, if anyone dare tiptoe out a positive and helpful message that resonates with humanity, he or she is attacked by the PC Police, soundly humiliated, ridiculed and condemned.

It seems that there are those among us who have an opinion -- only theirs.  They jump down your throat and drown out any opposing view.

They know only how to hate and divide and rage, rage, rage.

I'm sure you've seen them.  They're pretty obvious.

One reason for being aware of the epic moment we're living through is the amount of information we're able to access.   In years past if a crisis occurred in one part of the world it was weeks, months or even years before the rest of us knew about it.  Today, with the internet and television, we all know in an instant what occurred.

Today there are organized groups, splinter groups, small groups, huge groups with people with radical ideas and radical agendas, politicians and others who continue to stir the pot to assuage one grievance after the other.

But there is an underlying basis and a reason for all we're seeing.

They are called cycles.    

Cycles occur in all realms and regularly.

We have the seasons --Spring, Summer, Winter, Fall.

We have holidays--Christmas, Easter, etc.

We have birth and death.    

We have night and day.

We have sunrise, we have sunset.

We have lunar cycles.

We wind our clocks forward in the spring and wind them back in the fall.  

Humanity's inclination for doing evil vs. doing good is cyclical, also.

It's because that part of us (The Ego) that is poisoned has not been subdued.

There is a repugnant thread woven into humanity's tapestry, and a cancerous stench that continues to permeate it, an unbridled, inhumane, rebellious, resistant, abrasive, obnoxious, egregious evil and errant error that will not submit to a Higher Power other than own of their own making.

This evil goes about fomenting and encouraging division, derision and rascism, contributing to and devising crises and wars, murder and mayhem, destabilization, destruction and devastation, spewing lies and waging riots, encouraging crime, hunger, starvation and mass depopulation,

You would think that once these people --call them what you want--leaders, politicians, neer-do-wells, tyrants, despots, self-imposed spokespeople, miscreants, demons, etc., would know the error of their ways, the magnitude of their decisions and the horrific toll exacted upon their fellow man, they would become remorseful and ask for forgiveness.

No so.

They continue to adhere to, like a broken record (cycle) the repetition of their harmful decisions which results in wholesale carnage.

I don't care what part of this planet you reside on as evil doers are very alive and well, running rampant among us, doing their dirty work.

This is something that should alarm every single one of us.

Do you ever notice that the animal and plant kingdom don't seem to have these cyclical problems?

Flowers and trees bud out in spring.

Birds and animals mate in the spring and raise their young with the utmost attentiveness.

What we are witnessing today is off the chart--so much violence and destruction, disintegration, disorder, tearing down, yelling, screaming, squabbling, bullying, savagery, hostility, terror, rampage and one damn lie after the other.

Would you agree that humanity needs to get a grip?

The majority of people on this planet are good and decent.  They want to be left alone to just live in peace, raise their children free from want, and worship whoever they damn well please.

You'd think with all the cycles of carnage created over the years by the evil doers, they would have learned a valuable lesson.

The lesson?--YOUR PLAN DOESN'T WORK.  .

Could this be the reason we go through cycles?

We continue to go through them until we get it right.

But what a price to pay.






Wednesday, March 11, 2015

What Lies Beneath

To most women, scrubbing a tile floor is probably something to be put off and considered pure drudgery.

But I find it to be quite the opposite.

It can be a very esoteric experience, a realization, a subtle getting in touch with something hidden, an intimate unfolding of mesmerizing artwork, something profound, deep and beautiful.

Before you grab that mop or Swisher, take the time to get down on your hands and knees and really take a good look at what lies beneath your feet.  

It's the floor you take for granted and walk on everyday.

It's a mosaic of colors, dark and light, feathery swirls and blotches, smiley faces and scowls, fairies and goblins, heather and moss, flowers and ferns, hedgerows and cedars, labrynths and circles.

It beckons you to look deeper, to look beyond its dull facade and discover a world you hadn't noticed before even though you had been stepping on it for years.

Take a deep breath as you experience an exhilarating feeling for all that went into producing this flooring, the materials and people responsible for producing such a lovely work of art, so bewitching in fact, that it deserves to be framed.

As you caress its veneer and work your damp cloth lovingly across its surface and gently into its nooks and crannies you see something winking back at you or, perhaps, the tail end of a dragon as it makes its way across a barren landscape in search of a savory morsel, or a fragrant and lovely flower that shyly beckons you.  

A simple thing like observing a tile floor can be another way we can connect with those things unseen, those things we take for granted that allow us a deeper introspective into other worlds as well as ourselves.

A world that lies, just beneath our feet.  

  

Sunday, March 8, 2015

The Hollow Man

Suffering, Anguish and Pain, is that what all remains?
There are so many good and decent people in this country who continue to suffer--no jobs, just hanging on while many have already lost their homes. Why is it that nobody cares about the little guy? where do I turn?  how can I go on anymore? government is the problem not the solution, who speaks for me? HELP ME, please G-d, what did I ever do to You to deserve this?  how am I going to feed my family, pay my medical bills, my mortgage, insurance...how can I just go on? when is this hellish nightmare going to end? isn't there some one, some one out there who will do something? I'm lost, I'm confused, maybe drugs are the answer, or how about alcohol?  how low can I go?  will someone please get off their ASS and create some meaningful jobs?  Keystone Pipeline - VETOED and thousands of jobs lost, power plays, end around games, squabbling, you've got yours but what about the rest of us?  I am hurting, can't anyone see that?  doesn't anyone understand that I can only go on so long?  Hear me, please as the end draws near, why bother anymore?  who really cares, anyway?  we don't need congress, and we don't need a president, they've already proven themselves to be worthless sobs unless, of course, there's a great deal of money to be had....








Thursday, March 5, 2015

Life Sucks

I'm bottle feeding a newborn right now.

And, believe me, bottle feeding has its challenges.

Even though a few days old, he already has a mind of his own.

The life force coursing through this little one is impressive.

The new mama was confused as to how to treat this new arrival and the little one had some issues also that prevented him from hooking up to a swollen teat, his little mouth cupping the nipple and savoring his first sip of a warm, rich and creamy nectar.          

I watched both of them for awhile before I knew the best thing was to intervene.

Normally, I would have penned up the mama with the baby but the threat of bad weather forced me to do otherwise.

I looked up at the canopy hanging over my head.  The sky reeked of a coming event --ugly weather.

Dismal, solemn and diseased looking, it reminded me of clotted blood, dark and deep were the etchings slashed across a muted horizon, colors of dark purple, black and gray.

I instinctively knew we were in for one hell of a winter storm.

As of right now I still have to go out and check to see how everyone else is doing as yesterday's wicked weather was a real challenge,

I hereby have dubbed yesterday a Weather Day from Hell with the really bad, nasty, shitty stuff coming in late.

A couple bottles of Blue Moon kept me company as I kept watch over my little charge, watching the movie, "Descent," on SYFY and then wishing I hadn't, all the while listening to the unrelenting and merciless assault of sleet pelting the windows.

The house was warm and cozy.

During most of yesterday we experienced body numbing, cold rain followed by sleet, then freezing rain and lastly, just to add insult to injury --snow.

All I could say with a marked case of scorn was, "Thanks".

The little one took to the bottle right away, and all because he was very hungry, thank goodness, but I'm being forced to look for other ways (tricks) to get him to take it more willingly.

Dog has been absolutely wonderful with this little one, licking him all over.

That's exactly what his mama would do and I believe that this has helped with his taking to the bottle.

Thank you my spirit guardians.  You answered a prayer.

Baby and dog have bonded.

Babes, whether human or animal, all need and crave nourishment, soft murmurings, tenderness, warmth and a loving touch.

Yesterday, I had a life or death decision to make.  I could let this baby die, just turn my back and walk away, leaving him alone out there with his confused mama, afterbirth still hanging out of her rear end as she continuously circled this little anomaly, oblivious to his plight as he lay shivering on the cold, wet ground.

I could give him over to nature and, you know, "just let nature have its way".    

Or, I could pick him up and take him into the house with me, offering him some chance of survival.

Isn't that what we're all supposed to do?

It pains me to my very core to realize there are others in this world who do not have any feelings at all when it comes to decisions like this, nor any love nor reverence toward and in support of life.

Whether it be a newborn human whose parents have decided they just don't have the time to nurture their little one and tend to its needs or a bunch of sadistic savages on a mission of taking people's lives without even blinking an eye.

I've had to adjust my scheddule somewhat.

Last night I slept on the sofa so I could hear him crying, just in case.

Right now the little one is sleeping comfortably, after whimpering that he wanted to be picked up and held for awhile.

After snuggling together, I slowly lowered him back down into his little box and covered him with a warm towel.

Life Sucks.

Remember, though, all of us came into this world as suckers.
























Sunday, March 1, 2015

Poo on You

Cut the Crap

We’re debating names
While the world goes up in flames
Diplomats and Bureaucrats
Are at fault
For where we’re at