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David and Golliath

Never let it be said that the Old Testament is boring. It’s actually a rip-roaring journey in which all features good and bad of human nature are displayed. Chapter 17 of the first book of Samuel is devoted to the epic duel between David and Goliath the story so powerful it lives on in symbolism today. I have written my conclusions beforehand so if you are allergic to going through quite a chunky portion of the Bible you are hereby absolved.

I was called to think about this  account. Goliath was a huge man, suitably dressed in armour with a sword and challenged anyone to fight. When David appeared before him, a slight figure of a man half his size lasted not take kindly to him. Saul agreed that David should fight because of his faith and dressed him in armour but David was so uncomfortable, he took them off again. He went to a stream to collect some stones. Facing the content of Goliath, David said he came in the name of the Lord and he will deliver you into my hands. Was this brave talk, foolhardy talk or did he know something.

We are told that the stone was slung and struck the Philistine on the forehead and he fell down on the ground whereupon David took his Sword and cut off his head.  I found this whole story very comforting because I am going to undertake a huge task, mentioned yesterday in my diary, which will involve being arraigned against a multitude of companies all who will gain or think they will gain from the dreadful 5G. It is the moral qualities of those who stand up to these psychopaths that is being tested, plus of course their faith. Strength itself will not work. It is doing your bit and allowing providence to work  in its own way. The new website is going very well www.5Gexposed.com and is growing from day-to-day. Goodness knows how many references that will happen at the end of the exercise. Maybe 2000 may be more.

Last night I ordered a new design for a flyer from someone in India. This morning it was delivered, return for correction, and delivered an hour later. I find that if things are meant to be, they go well. This was no exception

 

David and Goliath

17 Now the Philistines gathered their forces for war and assembled at Sokoh in Judah. They pitched camp at Ephes Dammim, between Sokohand Azekah. Saul and the Israelites assembled and camped in the Valley of Elah and drew up their battle line to meet the Philistines. The Philistines occupied one hill and the Israelites another, with the valley between them.

A champion named Goliath, who was from Gath, came out of the Philistine camp. His height was six cubits and a span.[a] He had a bronze helmet on his head and wore a coat of scale armor of bronze weighing five thousand shekels[b]; on his legs he wore bronze greaves, and a bronze javelin was slung on his back. His spear shaft was like a weaver’s rod, and its iron point weighed six hundred shekels.[c] His shield bearer went ahead of him.

Goliath stood and shouted to the ranks of Israel, “Why do you come out and line up for battle? Am I not a Philistine, and are you not the servants of Saul? Choose a man and have him come down to me. If he is able to fight and kill me, we will become your subjects; but if I overcome him and kill him, you will become our subjects and serve us.”10 Then the Philistine said, “This day I defy the armies of Israel! Give me a man and let us fight each other.” 11 On hearing the Philistine’s words, Saul and all the Israelites were dismayed and terrified.

12 Now David was the son of an Ephrathite named Jesse, who was from Bethlehem in Judah. Jesse had eight sons, and in Saul’s time he was very old. 13 Jesse’s three oldest sons had followed Saul to the war: The firstborn was Eliab; the second, Abinadab; and the third, Shammah.14 David was the youngest. The three oldest followed Saul, 15 but David went back and forth from Saul to tend his father’s sheep at Bethlehem.

16 For forty days the Philistine came forward every morning and evening and took his stand.

17 Now Jesse said to his son David, “Take this ephah[d] of roasted grainand these ten loaves of bread for your brothers and hurry to their camp.18 Take along these ten cheeses to the commander of their unit. See how your brothers are and bring back some assurance[e] from them. 19 They are with Saul and all the men of Israel in the Valley of Elah, fighting against the Philistines.”

20 Early in the morning David left the flock in the care of a shepherd, loaded up and set out, as Jesse had directed. He reached the camp as the army was going out to its battle positions, shouting the war cry.21 Israel and the Philistines were drawing up their lines facing each other. 22 David left his things with the keeper of supplies, ran to the battle lines and asked his brothers how they were. 23 As he was talking with them, Goliath, the Philistine champion from Gath, stepped out from his lines and shouted his usual defiance, and David heard it. 24 Whenever the Israelites saw the man, they all fled from him in great fear.

25 Now the Israelites had been saying, “Do you see how this man keeps coming out? He comes out to defy Israel. The king will give great wealth to the man who kills him. He will also give him his daughter in marriage and will exempt his family from taxes in Israel.”

26 David asked the men standing near him, “What will be done for the man who kills this Philistine and removes this disgrace from Israel? Who is this uncircumcised Philistine that he should defy the armies of the living God?”

27 They repeated to him what they had been saying and told him, “This is what will be done for the man who kills him.”

28 When Eliab, David’s oldest brother, heard him speaking with the men, he burned with anger at him and asked, “Why have you come down here? And with whom did you leave those few sheep in the wilderness? I know how conceited you are and how wicked your heart is; you came down only to watch the battle.”

29 “Now what have I done?” said David. “Can’t I even speak?” 30 He then turned away to someone else and brought up the same matter, and the men answered him as before. 31 What David said was overheard and reported to Saul, and Saul sent for him.

32 David said to Saul, “Let no one lose heart on account of this Philistine; your servant will go and fight him.”

33 Saul replied, “You are not able to go out against this Philistine and fight him; you are only a young man, and he has been a warrior from his youth.”

34 But David said to Saul, “Your servant has been keeping his father’s sheep. When a lion or a bear came and carried off a sheep from the flock, 35 I went after it, struck it and rescued the sheep from its mouth. When it turned on me, I seized it by its hair, struck it and killed it.36 Your servant has killed both the lion and the bear; this uncircumcised Philistine will be like one of them, because he has defied the armies of the living God. 37 The Lord who rescued me from the paw of the lion and the paw of the bear will rescue me from the hand of this Philistine.”

Saul said to David, “Go, and the Lord be with you.”

38 Then Saul dressed David in his own tunic. He put a coat of armor on him and a bronze helmet on his head. 39 David fastened on his sword over the tunic and tried walking around, because he was not used to them.

“I cannot go in these,” he said to Saul, “because I am not used to them.” So he took them off. 40 Then he took his staff in his hand, chose five smooth stones from the stream, put them in the pouch of his shepherd’s bag and, with his sling in his hand, approached the Philistine.

41 Meanwhile, the Philistine, with his shield bearer in front of him, kept coming closer to David. 42 He looked David over and saw that he was little more than a boy, glowing with health and handsome, and he despised him. 43 He said to David, “Am I a dog, that you come at me with sticks?” And the Philistine cursed David by his gods. 44 “Come here,” he said, “and I’ll give your flesh to the birds and the wild animals!”

45 David said to the Philistine, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the LordAlmighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. 46 This day the Lord will deliver you into my hands, and I’ll strike you down and cut off your head. This very day I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds and the wild animals, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel. 47 All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the Lord saves; for the battle is the Lord’s, and he will give all of you into our hands.”

48 As the Philistine moved closer to attack him, David ran quickly toward the battle line to meet him. 49 Reaching into his bag and taking out a stone, he slung it and struck the Philistine on the forehead. The stone sank into his forehead, and he fell facedown on the ground.

50 So David triumphed over the Philistine with a sling and a stone; without a sword in his hand he struck down the Philistine and killed him.

51 David ran and stood over him. He took hold of the Philistine’s sword and drew it from the sheath. After he killed him, he cut off his head with the sword.

When the Philistines saw that their hero was dead, they turned and ran.52 Then the men of Israel and Judah surged forward with a shout and pursued the Philistines to the entrance of Gath[f] and to the gates of Ekron. Their dead were strewn along the Shaaraim road to Gath and Ekron. 53 When the Israelites returned from chasing the Philistines, they plundered their camp.

54 David took the Philistine’s head and brought it to Jerusalem; he put the Philistine’s weapons in his own tent.

55 As Saul watched David going out to meet the Philistine, he said to Abner, commander of the army, “Abner, whose son is that young man?”

Abner replied, “As surely as you live, Your Majesty, I don’t know.”

56 The king said, “Find out whose son this young man is.”

57 As soon as David returned from killing the Philistine, Abner took him and brought him before Saul, with David still holding the Philistine’s head.

58 “Whose son are you, young man?” Saul asked him.

David said, “I am the son of your servant Jesse of Bethlehem.”

 

An interesting church service

This morning at 10 o’clock there was a combined service with Farringdon which is an adjacent village to Paulton. I would like to tell you that it was necessary to walk across the field to the church and that would have been so romantic. The fact is that there is a single track path that leads to an extremely small car park where we fitted in only with the greatest amount of goodwill.

There were about 30 of us and on this occasion we were treated to the sounds from a makeshift band including guitar, harmonium and I think an electric piano.

The sermon was a trifle long, but Guy was particularly inspired on this occasion and discussed how Jesus used symbols and pictures to get the truth across. Jesus was stating his place in the universe which was the “true vine”, God being the husbandmen or the vinedresser. If you  listen to the words in John chapter 15 which are quite strong.

He says “I am the true Vine. My Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch joined to me that does not bear fruit. He trims every branch that does bear fruit. Then it will bear even more fruit. You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. Remain joined to me, and I will remain joined to you. No branch can bear fruit by itself. It must remain joined to the vine. In the same way, you cannot bear fruit unless you remain joined to me. I am the vine. You are the branches. If anyone remains joined to me and I to him, he will bear much fruit. Without me you can do nothing. if anyone does not remain joined to me, he is like a branch that is thrown away and dries up. Branches like those are picked up. They are thrown into the fire and burned. If you remain joined to me and my words remain in you, ask for anything you wish. And it will be given to you.

We could say that Jesus is really labouring the point without actually repeating himself mechanically. It is clearly very important. Perhaps it was a hot day when he said these words and his disciples were losing concentration, who knows. Without me you can do nothing? That is strong language indeed. I will have to think about that one.

The word ‘abide’, an old-fashioned word, means to dwell in me in other words in Jesus or to be joined with me. What I drew from the sermon was Guy’s comment that we don’t have to have goals in the way that normal people think because if we are joined to the vine growth will happen automatically and our lives will be fruitful. People in those times had no Internet, and no technical communications so the choice of an image of the vine must have struck very deep. It certainly did with me, particularly the idea about not having goals- in other words something ‘out there’, when we’ve got it all in ourselves. Heaven is not somewhere out there beyond our reach; we can create the circumstances of heaven while we are still in the body though that suit of ‘clothes of light’ may not fit very well. We can but aspire.

It’s funny that Jesus mentioned pruning and it may be that the so-called crises in our lives are where extraneous material is removed so we can see things much clearer. I know this happens during funerals where people’s own fear of death is revealed and they often go through a crises. In a way, this is given in order that someone may grow.

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Full steam ahead to prepare for the AV9 conference starting on Friday. I have to prepare a leaflet to reasonable professional standard. I use People per hour.com where you can find people willing to work straight away. I found a person who I will give a try to from India no less and will see what he comes up with. The problem is that although people can speak English they cannot think English so you don’t get the nuances that are really required. I have a great benefit that the web host that I rely on I have known for 20 years.  I can ring him up at any reasonable time for some small thing where I’m stuck and he is glad to oblige. Try that with a large company let alone a company in America. There’s a lot to be said for the phrase “it’s not who you know it’s what you know”.

Two terrible pictures

What possesses this man to have such a disfiguring tattoo? What self-image must he have when everyone will recoil from him? This is a person who’s taken on an identity that is not human. God bless him as I would say to anyone who is trying to find their way in life that he has chosen a  difficult path.

However, this picture is much more terrifying.  5G is the biggest con ever to be perpetrated on the British public. It is being sold on the grounds that you can download films in a few seconds. What they do not tell you is that 400,000 unsightly masts will be situated in the UK both in country and city areas. What they do not tell you is that the biological effects of even low doses of microwave or high frequency radiation is carcinogenic, causes health problems, sleeplessness, irritability, and is especially dangerous for children.

Why you may ask I telling you this? Because I have decided that enough is enough. The wavelengths emitted by these transmitters correspond with those of the human brain and by adjusting the frequencies, brain activity can be interfered with. In World War II, fluoride was used by Hitler to subdue people as indeed it is used for the same purpose in the USA now.

Once the scheme is operational in 2020, ( trials going on in Gateshead as we speak) the powers that be will have complete control over our minds and we can say goodbye to many aspects of the mind, to free will, and to independence of thought. It will be ‘game set and match’ and they will be in control. I have therefore decided to start a campaign to raise awareness. I’m not the only one but I’m fairly good at organising when I get going so the next few days will be very eventful.

Today was a dizzying 9°C, the usual blanket of cloud, with a rather cold wind from the North. Just what the doctor did not order.

Ellie and Andy – the surprise meeting of the day

Every week I get a journal called “The Week” which is a summary of the interesting news happenings  in the media particularly the newspapers. There is a regular column that I always turn to first. It is entitled “It must be true – I read it in the tabloids”. There are normally three stories and this is the shortest one in today’s edition. “Three years ago, Dylan McWilliams was bitten by a rattlesnake while hiking in Utah. Last July, he was mauled by a bear while camping in his home state of Colorado. Last week, he completed an unlikely trilogy by surviving a shark attack while bodyboarding in Hawaii. The fish, thought to be a tiger shark, left teeth marks that needed seven stitches. McWilliams, 20, thinks he just has a tendency to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, adding: “I don’t blame the shark, I don’t blame the bear and I don’t blame the rattlesnake“.  How’s that for a laid-back attitude?

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A rainy day for the most part. More psychic readings to do in the morning, one for someone in Spain, another one for a confused student in Germany. People don’t seem to believe that I require no information from them. All I need is a first name of the person as an identifier and then a question. That is all that is needed to establish the contact and off we go. Without any trace of modesty the German person that I did the reading for just said “you are amazing”.  I like hearing things like that because it means you’re not wasting people’s time.

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Francoise came back from her painting class in Timsbury and we decided to go off to Bread and Beyond, my favourite ‘go to’ place for teas and self indulgence, Chewton Mendip, BA34LJ. If you want a really first-class light lunch with splendid meat pies and cakes to die for not to mention home-cooked bread this is the place to go to. Alice, the grande dame in charge, gets up at 2:30 AM to start baking. No wonder she looks tired at closing time at about 4:30 PM but bless her she goes on.

On the table were some cards advertising an art exhibition featuring the use of various types of paper, called “Art on Paper”. We decided on impulse to go for this reason. GPS is very useful when you are not very knowledgeable about whether the place is and tells you how long it will take you to get there. The Andelli Art Gallery is a converted house and has been so for four and a half years, owned by a delightful and vivacious couple who decamped from Crouch End, no less, in London. It was a delight to speak with people who were on our wavelength and the conversation was fast and furious.

First we met Andy from Wales. By coincidence, Alice, who runs Bread and Beyond is also from Wales, knows him, and she lives close by. The couple go quite frequently and partake of the splendid meat pies. Ellie his wife then arrived and we had 20 further minutes non-stop high speed conversation about a dozen different things. It is lovely to speak with people who can think on many levels and I do miss this in Midsomer. Its like you have to wake people up first.  They as refugees from London could not bear the thought of going back but instead visit as tourists and we do the same. The gallery has frequent visiting artists. They decided not to have a gallery in Wells because that would have cost between £20,000 and £30,000 per year in rent and who wants the pressure from that. Their home is more than sufficient to display 50 or 60 paintings.   I was enchanted by the whole, and immediately signed up for the next private viewing and said we looked forward to seeing them in a couple of months.

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Most of my readers will be familiar with the so-called chemical attack where Assad for some mad reason apparently decided to attack his own people. Russia Today revealed that witnesses saw no evidence of an attack, no victims, no chemical weapons. In other words the whole thing was a complete lie. The Douma (that’s the town)  witnesses testified to the Organisation for the Prohibition of Chemical Weapons in The Hague, Netherlands. Multiple witnesses and participants in yet anaother fake White Helmets video testified at this obviously staged gas attack in the Syrian town as well as how the online video productions supplied to Western governments and media were part of the same “provocation” that Moscow had warned about in advance.

What did the BBC do about this? Did they report it? Not on your life. The BBC are as about as independent as a dog on a lead. They are controlled by, in order, Israel, who if you criticize their war antics in even a minor way they will complain that you are being anti-Semitic. My goodness, they keep on playing the Holocaust card time after time and people still fall for it. Secondly, we have the mighty American hypocrisy machine followed by the interests of large corporations of all colours, and finally the British government of the day. All political so-called facts announced by BBC News are skewed by the need to under no circumstances upset the mighty, the wonderful, the great controller of America, Israel.

You think I’m exaggerating? I wish I was. Try becoming a senator in the USA without swearing allegiance to Netanyahu. Look at the way his last appearance in Congress was preceded by 15 min of applause. They didn’t dare not applaud him but did so in a Psychophantic manner.

BBC produces propaganda, and the alternative press and people like Russia Today and Press TV present the news. Simple as.

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On the other hand, the Young Musician for the Year is now playing on BBC Four. A few years ago would have been on BBC2 so BBC four is now the only bastion of quality left.  We sat in front of the fire watching the TV and it’s nearly the end of April. I hope somehow sometime this weather will actually warm up.

What is a friend?

I was brought up on Winnie the Pooh and I enjoyed sitting on my father’s lap enjoying the well-known stories which I knew word for word. It was an innocent world animals with their various personalities, Roo, Tigger, Christopher Robin, and the star of the show Pooh Bear himself.

How times have changed, for better for worse is a matter of discussion but when 10-year-old girls become so self obsessed they want an operation to correct suppose defects in their vagina, I think we can say the trend has mostly been downwards. Facebook has been rearing its ugly head about the integrity of treating the Facebook member as a cash cow and utilizing them for supposed financial benefits. I am continuing my association with it as an experiment and start my day with deleting the half-dozen or so skimpily dressed young ladies who recommend a site of their friend who is probably even more skimpily dressed and prostituting themselves, taking advantage of the loneliness and needs of their opposite sex. I am told that these recommended friends are stunning, humongous, amazing, every word you can think of and now I just read the first word and block.

Through some sort of mysterious algorithm I have accumulated quite a number of friends, 1,384 to be precise as of today Friday, 27 April 2018 at 10:26 AM.  Why am I doing this? I think it is partly the novelty and the intrigue that you might just come across without knowing it a friend of a friend who turns into quite an interesting person. This is actually happened on one or two occasions with good conversations but more interestingly I have befriended and been befriended by people that I knew 30 years ago and still have something to say together.

Are these people friends in the sense that I would like. The answer has to be in the vast majority of cases ‘no’. I was reading an article in our local newspaper, well actually a national newspaper, the ‘i’. Short for independent but that went bust in its printed form anyway. The article was entitled “you can’t put a price – or a time limit – on friendship”. I would thoroughly concur with that sentiment. Mark Twain was realistic. He said “the holy Passion of friendship is so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring nature that it will last a whole lifetime, if not asked to lend money”

It is mildly disappointing when someone befriends you to discover that there was an ulterior motive. Shortly after my move to Somerset a chap who really did have lots in common with me started a series of conversations. However, after three or four meetings he broached the topic of investment in properties with a guaranteed percentage of return, I think it was about 7%. I realised that he had been grooming me as a friend so I would part with some money. Now, the scheme may have been excellent but the subterfuge was not appreciated.

But anyway, back to the article again. I think people have become dissociated in their relationships, I mean their personal relationships. I’m not talking about a work colleague that you befriend for the sake of having a more pleasant time at work I suppose I’m talking about a buddy, a confidante, someone who you talk to without fear of being judged, someone who does not watch from the outside but rather identifies with your inside.

I think it’s asking a bit much to have a friend that completely agrees with you in every aspect of your life. I have friends that I discuss psychic things with, friends that I discuss gardening with, friends and I discuss 9/11 type stuff. If I were to introduce them to each other, they would not necessarily get on very well. When all said and done, it’s all about wavelength. When I went to the men’s group, the Christian men’s group, last evening in Frome there was no dissonance, no awkwardness, none of this ‘getting to know you’ chatter. We all believe in the same thing so there is no need to impress anyone or ask the normal chat up type questions, off you go with your favourite chosen subject..

I don’t think the quality of friendship depends on the amount of time you spend with someone though I think overall you need a certain amount of time to get to know someone. The article referred to above suggests 50 hours to become casual friends or 200 hours to move into the close friends category. However, this research was conducted by the University of Kansas who defines four levels of friendship – acquaintance, casual friend, friend, and close friend to which I would add one category “soulmate”. Soulmate is someone with whom you can sit without the necessity of actually saying something because those of you that believe in the aura and the energy fields and in the power of thought will know that you’re talking to the other person anyway but not using the rather gross method of communication where the brain changes thoughts into sound waves, these are projected through the air via the mouth, they are picked up by the ears of the other person and translated into meaning.

Direct is best.

With regard to the research above, if this was conducted exclusively using citizens of the United States as an example I would question its applicability to other parts of the world. The United States is country of extraordinary opposites. We have some of the greatest minds, and yet the majority, the vast majority, have been rendered almost stupid by the continual influence of chemtrails ( do your own research on that one), put fluoride in the water ( used by Adolf Hitler to calm down people in concentration camps), junk food and an unceasing flow of mental from the media. I think you have to work far harder to get friends because if the acuity of the brain is less, probably due to the amount of hours spent on social media, the level of empathy diminishes.

A friend is someone that you can rely upon at all times, who is constant, and who has known you for a minimum amount of time perhaps a couple of years. The Christian would recall the hymn “ what a friend we have in Jesus” and although we cannot see him, his spirit is with this and that’s as good a stabilising thought as I can offer, He is the still small voice admits the passions and the foolishness of mankind. I remember the quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson “keep your friendships in repair” be they utilitarian or personal. To ambitious people I say “be nice to people when you are on the way up because you might meet them again on your way down”.

I find many of the more thoughtful people in my life don’t have many friends, but the friends they do have are good ones. When you come to think about it, a handful of friends is quite a lot.

Challenging words from a blind headmaster

As a result of my membership with the local men’s group, we get to hear about other groups in the area one of which is in Frome. This evening they are holding a men’s curry night and here is the advertisement:

Speaker: Dr John Bradshaw.

John, a committed Christian, grew up on his family farm in Zimbabwe. He shares his inspirational story – from when a booby-trapped land mine exploded in his face causing blindness; subsequently obtaining a PhD in Computer Science from Cambridge University; his path to becoming the only blind Headmaster in the world of a ‘normal’ school – the top girls boarding school in Zimbabwe; he now lives in Sherbourne.

I very much look forward to this. Most people stop studying altogether when blinded but he goes on to get a Ph.D. and becoming a headmaster.

later…..

There were about 40 of us men gathered together in the social Hall of Frome Football Club. After a do it yourself buffet of three different types of curry the speaker took to the floor. What is the best way to introduce a speaker? So many times I’ve heard people say “this speaker needs no introduction” and then go on to introduce him or her. I have heard chair people forget to introduce someone, give out endless notices, introduce a speaker at far greater length while people fret. I think two or three sentences just to help the audience to tune in and get their mind away from everyday things is ideal.

John decided to go into the Army to experience things he would not have experienced otherwise and decided to go into the engineering Corps. This was in Zimbabwe by the way when Robert Mugabe was in full flood. He spent his time defusing  bombs. One day, something did not look right, something behind an anti-tank mine. The “Something” blew up in his face and shrapnel went into his eyes. He was protected from greater damage by the far bigger anti-tank mine that if it had gone off would have blown a hole six-foot deep and there wouldn’t be much of him to bury. Luckily, a person passing in a light aeroplane landed at an airstrip 200 m away and John was quickly taken to the hospital at Harare

.As luck would have it, the chief eye surgeon of the whole country was there having decided to take one of his six days doing general duties in the accident and emergency Department that particular day. Equipment at that time was nothing like today but they managed to draw the shrapnel out of his eyes with magnets but both eyes deteriorated to nothing because what the doctors could not take out was the sand that was blasted into the eye. The deterioration took about 10 years so he had time to prepare for blindness. He is now totally blind.

I found strangely pragmatic about the whole thing. He said that although he had his up days and down days he never felt alone. Another stroke of fortune happened when after the accident he decided to go and study at university and a complete stranger gave him a sum of money enough for five years study at university.

Prior to that, he had owned a farm with his father in Zimbabwe. Mugabe’s forces came along and told him that he had two hours to get out. After some negotiation, they got was extended to 24 hours. He said that there were 12 different types of vehicle volunteered by the neighbours to help him move. They were told that at five o’clock the following day the doors would be locked and if they were still inside they would be imprisoned for trespass. He had his father lost the whole farm. Shortly after the accident his wife separated from him and went back to Africa.

He spoke of having lost count of the number of operations he had. He had had nine corona implants and 60 operations over a period of 10 years. After the accident he volunteered to be a headmaster of a school in Zimbabwe a post he held for some years. A retired headmaster in the group asked how he managed without sight and he said he had a wonderful PA and he mainly concentrated on giving support to the teachers and students. He said that people in Zimbabwe go to church in great numbers and talk openly about Christianity whereas in England, this does not happen nearly so much. He felt he should leave the Christian life openly so that others can see it, living in the light so to speak

He said that only with Jesus help can you join the dots and that he gets most comfort from reading St John’s gospel and Paul’s letters, I’m talking about the new Testament. He said that the main benefit of the accident was that he ‘made me be myself’ though what he described as a “heavy boot” was necessary in his case.

He was asked whether he had asked the question why did all this happen to me and he answered in the negative saying that we have to figure out how all the particular unfortunate event can be used to develop us as individuals. He described himself as a simple man and gave the analogy of having to trust your guide dog and go wherever it goes.

After numerous questions we were asked to pray for Bryce who was going to Ely Cathedral to be questioned over three days about the possibility of becoming ordained. He was a young chap with long hair and I thought he would be absolutely ideal to reach younger people with the Ministry.

I went along to that evening to meet a group of complete strangers but there is such a thing as the ‘wavelength of belief’ and I just turned up and started talking to people as if I were with my own group or in my own backyard so to speak. People were very open and one Came up to me, called Andrew, who has an allotment in Bristol. he said the allotments were in poor repair for the most part and I asked who manage them. Apparently the local council manage them or try to manage them but alas there is no one on-site, no committees, so tenants do more or less what they want. I think my allotment in Midsomer Norton / Radstock is one of the better ones if not the best in the area. Please notice I am preening myself here but we are full and everyone is doing a great job. We do not do politics at all.

Instant communication – good or bad?

One of the positives of modern technology is that we can have a word with someone without having to physically go and see them. In the time of Samuel Pepys in the 17th century, there were no such things as telephones and people used to meet in coffee houses to exchange gossip. Now, we have more information  and channels of communication than we can possibly handle and it behoves us to be sensible and selective. For all its faults, I find the Skype platform more useful than not. It does not have to be used to discuss trivia.

Here is an example of a conversation I had today

Brian: I rather like the idea that we are all a computer projection and don’t exist in so-called reality. The problem is, where does the soul come into this.
Friend: I think its similar to that analogy. The universe is made of matter which is essentially energy. What we perceive via physical senses is an illusion essentially. However everything is derived from consciousness and is holographic and can access the whole. We are defined by our degree of restriction between the two absolute poles of togetherness and chaos and the universe reflects this
Me: So it’s a continuum then between togetherness and chaos but I suspect the tipping point is not 50% between as far as our future is concerned
Friend: Each individual unit of consciousness is defined by its degree of separateness! Each choice and action we make will overall determine our fate. We are all trapped in the wheel of reincarnation – there is a way out but requires right mind, right action, right choices. Our karma by restricting other people’s freedom entraps us.
Me: It’s a bit like continuous assessment for a degree. That seems very fair to me otherwise St Peter who sits on the Pearly Gates would be very busy. the system runs on auto.
Friend: There is no judgement – we are who we are (There is always potential but this can be lost in the noise) – unfortunately through many many lifetimes we are now living in a world that reflects each and every one of us – we all contribute but now there beings that want to capture us and use for their ends.
Me: A good argument for a Teflon aura without any ambivalence
 I guess it’s the damage you cannot see which gets you
Friend: Time to get away to a new Blue Planet but any physical place will still end up the same via entropy. Will start as paradise and devolve . However with some momentum and understanding and actions going to a better place could be stepping zone out of physicality.
Me: “The incredible lightness of being” I find very tangible lightness when I have done good and affected someone else’s energy field by releasing their burden. I think we have to live in this lightness space all the time and then we fill ourselves with hydrogen as in hydrogen balloon and then we will naturally float up when the time comes for transition. it’s the continuous effort or continuous understanding or continuous focus
Friend: Yes – I think experience tells us that helping anyone gives good feedback and pulls us towards unity but its dynamic – I don’t think many in the western world now really understand the predicament we are really in. My student’s wife is having their third child but he is now 2 weeks late – I said he clearly doesn’t want to be born and who can blame him – upset a few people! He will be born I’m sure just awaiting for the right position of the planets

I think the solution to loneliness or more commonly alienation is to maintain continuous threads of communication with people even though you don’t speak with them all the time. It is a matter of discipline, and not slipping into self-pity. We are all hot wired to be in relationships with other people and when we are deprived of this on an involuntary basis our psychology suffers.

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We went to see an older lady today, actually 93 years of age who although suffering from arthritis and oedema in her legs was extremely independent, who drove a car, and wanted her garden done front and back. She told us that she still had a hedge trimmer but could not use it because she was not well enough at the moment. I gave her a quote for a job, trimming and mowing front and back, and we agreed a deal. She was very straightforward, and told us that she had had a wonderful father who water up to be honest and straight with people and never lie. She clearly loved her father very deeply and said he was one of the best. This sort of encounter motivates me to be a better human being or should I say keep being a good human being. I must not judge myself ( see above).

This weather doesn’t know what it wants to do. We’ve had a continual grey blanket over the sky for the whole day with spits of rain. I’m definitely a creature of the sunshine and when we next see this strange orb I shall strip down to my shorts to get a blast of Vitamin D boosting sunshine.

Quoting the right price for a job

Being a sole trader, I can charge as much or as little as I feel like with a  gardening job. Today I was asked to quote for a job which was very rightly in the “jungles cleared” descriptor in my advertising.

This, believe it or not, is a garden. A very nice but eccentric lady wants me to clear it all so she can walk around if she feels like it. She also claims that her neighbours are infringing on her garden. With some difficulty, I fought my way through the nettles in the bushes to the centre of this wilderness and found that the fences have collapsed. Is this the sort of job that I wish to contemplate, even though it has every conceivable disadvantage.

What are the main disadvantages?

First, it is not just a little bit overgrown but thoroughly great with nettles and brambles at head height.
Second, the whole thing is on a slope which makes traversing the whole thing is very dangerous unless you have the right shoes.
Third, there is no access. You enter the garden through a set of steep concrete steps. There is no exit at the bottom and no proper exit gate at the top. Everything must be taken up the steps.
Fourth, the road outside is a narrow lane, far too inadequate to accommodate a larger van or truck.
Fifth, the recycle is about 5 miles away from the job so it means return trips. My voluminous Volvo is large enough to accommodate a coffin but even then, many journeys will be required.

How do I quote for this? I work out how long it would take if the ground was level and access was easy. I then work out how much longer would be required given the circumstances above.  My estimate is to increase the price by a factor of three.

Non-gardeners will say, “tut tut, that seems a lot”.  They will have to go on tutting. Unless you actually tackle the job you have no idea what is involved. I shall give the customer the price tomorrow and tell the then in the nicest possible way to take it or leave it.

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I had a lovely time this evening giving remote readings to people, both of whom were in Spain. I love doing readings using Facebook messenger because people have a record of my words and they can refer to them later. It is a natural distraction to have a client with you in the room and I do far better readings if I have not met the person and don’t know anything about them. Such is the world of psychic readings. Long may they continue.

 

The day the GPS got it wrong

This is an old stream with a depth of 2 feet. 4×4’s only.  The road underneath is cobbled. TomTom should get a smack on the wrist for not noticing the change in topography including water levels.

My faithful TomTom GPS has seldom let me down traveling in Australia, Sri Lanka, South Africa, parts of Europe, Ireland but in this fairly remote corner of Somerset it met its match. But more of that later.

Today we decided on a real break from the exigencies of everyday life and decided to go to one of the largest car boot sales in the UK, the Cheddar car boot . I have written about it before but every time I want to say something different. When we arrived about 10:30, all the car parks book full as was the first auxiliary car park. Those that have not been there before have no idea of the scope and size of this event . You can get more or less anything you want including antiques, vegetables, all manner of children’s toys, second-hand clothes, a variety of tools that would make the average engineer stare in amazement and a variety of power tools that may or may not work.  If you’re thinking of buying any sort of power tool, ask the person when they last had it working. Do not buy if you see rust because it means that it’s been left around forever.This picture does not give an idea of the huge number of stalls a raid on a field. If I tell you that if you walk up and down the aisles without stopping it will take you about 50 minutes that will give you some idea. It is very noticeable how many Polish and Russian people attend. You get absolutely every type of person with all levels of income coming along because you can get bargains for upwards of £0.20 especially when stallholders don’t want to take the stuff away with them again.It was good to be told what these objects were (mild sarcasm here) but never say to yourself that you’re not going to buy something because inevitably you will. Francoise bought a wonderful cooking book for £2, I bought some offcuts of bacon for £1.50 and a huge wedge of cheese for £1 which was delicious. We always go to our favourite stand run by an old lady selling marmalade which is always of brilliant quality and we watched the amazing selling ability of the man in a huge lorry converted into a meat sales counter cum refrigerator. He piles item on item, put a chicken on for good measure, and says “who will give me £20 for that”. Chinese and Indian takeaway owners love him. Francoise turned up at our rendezvous point with a trampoline, very ruggedly made and in good condition for £2.

Off we went to our next port of call which is the local garden centre just down the road BS27 3RU. I noticed an extra feature today, there was a group raising money for R S P B the Royal Society for the protection of birds and the children were given a chance to hold an eagle. I suppose if you attract children, you attract parents with the money.We then went off to the Cider barn, my favourite leisure time drinking ‘establishment of all time ‘where if you are abused when you come in the door that is the sign that you are welcome as a customer. One of the staff, Jason, (this is his colleague pictured)  warned the other member of staff that I was a troublemaker and should be watched. That means that I have been accepted. They do the most wonderful local raw ciders and be not deceived by the fact that it is rhubarb cider, after the second pint you will tend to see two of everything.It would appear that Jason the manager works seven-day week and how it does it I don’t know but everybody loves him and it gets wonderful reviews from trip advisor and Facebook, link to the latter here.

Finally, off we go to Wookey Farm Open Day, a Dairy Goat Form, farm shop and eco-site with camping all rolled into one. It is now that my image on the top of this diary becomes relevant.  I did not even set my GPS to the shortest route which normally takes us on the highways and byways particularly the latter. We drove so close to the place that we could see it and there was a ford. This was a sizeable stream which chose to run along the road for about 40 m. I would say the average depth was 2 feet with some nice chunky rocks standing out here and there. My Volvo is a chunky piece of kit that I did not particularly want the bottom torn open by a fine piece of Somerset stone. We had to make a detour of about 4 miles.

When we arrived, all was forgiven. Here were an entirely different set people, young children utterly un-spoilt by the inhibitions of city life, concerned and caring parents, home-made cakes that was so popular that they almost ran out when we arrived at about 2 PM. I will show you some pictures of goats. The children were allowed to walk around with the young goats on a lead.  I met a young man who was responsible for all the recycling of plastic at the Glastonbury Festival and we talked a lot about the illuminati and I was able to discuss the difference between dark light, and the light of love. My remarks were met with interest. He recommended I buy a book by Alan Moore in three volumes called Jerusalem. One volume is about 700 pages so I see there is an audio version which I can tell you must’ve been a labour of love for three volumes. anyway, I’m going to do a photographic exhibition now; most of the pictures speak for themselves.

I wonder how many years ago this mattress was dumped. It is adjacent to the sewage works and is probably the most unlovely object I saw today.

So I thought I’d just leave you on a high note. It is so lovely to be with real human beings, and not one mobile phone did I see being used.

I am a member of a prayer group whose headquarters is in the south of France. I decided to offer my service for free psychic readings to them and the organiser of the group forwarded my offer letter to everybody without any amendments. This evening I had my first request. I know that psychic readings of foreign objects to most people but if you really want to torture yourself with your comfort zone do visit my site.

Brexit hangs over us

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry when I consider the further ramifications of the Windrush refugees from the Caribbean who have settled in this country for 40 years and now find they cannot return, or they cannot work in the hospitals where they worked or even be treated by the NHS.

I wonder what mess the Home Office will make when they suddenly have to process the 3 million people from the European Community who wish to stay in the UK. I do not see how they can investigate each person in any depth, accounting etc and my guess at the moment as they will allow everyone to stay who can prove they have lived here for longer than five years but with the absolutism of Amber Rudd following on Theresa May who knows.

Today, a gardening job for a lady from Denmark who has moved here through choice and has bought a house. She definitely doesn’t want to go back to Denmark and as for my Francoise she literally has nowhere to go. The three of us toiled away in the garden for about three hours and then had to stop due to rain. I am scarifying a fairly small lawn on the property about 4 m x 6 m and you would not believe the amount of moss and muck that comes up. It’s like a carpet. I reckon that l when I have finished it will fill three of those large bags that building supplies such as sand arrive in. If I remember, I will photograph a pile when I finish next Monday.

This evening, amazing storms with high winds, lashing rain, thunder and lightning and at the same time in the distance you can see a lovely red sky with the setting sun. Nature has certainly provided us with some variation.

 

Private and public thoughts and fake news

This is one of the few intellectuals on the planet that I rely on. The powers that be don’t dare to take him out although he challenges them on every single point. I would take a guess that the picture of him is about 20 years old. I would urge every single one of you to look at anything that he has written because we don’t know how long Youtube will keep him on. The same applies to the importance of Eustace Mullins and Chris Hedges.  I think we have to step back from the symptoms and look at the root causes of world events.

When I was out on the promontory yesterday on the so-called hottest day of the year I could not help but noticing the configuration of the trees.I think we are continually given false information so in the end most of us give up. The people who took the blue pill for peace of mind are at a severe disadvantage. When the truth is eventually revealed I think large numbers of people will give up and even take their own lives. I think people have switched off their brains.

We have this ridiculous event in Salisbury and within one hour our Prime Minister says without any evidence whatsoever ‘it must be Russia’. Same with Assad in Syria. I am most interested in witnesses, some of the Doctor team that spoke to a friend of mine, said that the children who came in to the hospital was suffering from dust inhalation from the explosions of bombs but then a group of people came in shouting “gas attack, chemical attack” and they started to spray people with water. Here a common sense commentary by the ever reliable David Icke.

Interestingly enough surprise surprise there were film crews there orchestrated by the bought and paid for White Helmets to record what was clearly a staged event. Israel and America do not like anyone who goes outside the Rothschild banking system and if anyone dares to set up their own system as Libya did, they are in trouble. If you think for a moment, why on earth would Assad do this to his own people. What possible advantage with this give him? Any pretext that the Americans can think of is used to attack a country. If there is no enemy, manufacture one. Were you aware who trained Isis? Why, it was the Americans of course. The Americans  even trained Saddam Hussein.  Can you believe what you read or hear on the news? If it has to do with power politics the answer is a resounding ‘no’.  Mind you, if I was a journalist I wouldn’t like to lose my job.  All the newspapers are in on this.

I hope not to make this diary a daily rant but it is getting silly.

Chemtrails and a day out

So this is what the wonderful authorities are doing. I went out very early this morning, about 6:30 AM, and saw a plane spraying chemicals. You can tell chem trails apart from vapour trails because the chem trail stay in the sky for a long time. They consist of barium, aluminium, strontium, and other chemicals designed for various nefarious purposes. You may ask, how did I know that it was not a normal plane. Because I looked it in my computer and saw flightradar24.com which is a live record of every single aircraft that flies anywhere in the United Kingdom including helicopters. The plane that I saw to the east of Bath going south was not registered. I invite you to type in “chem trails” and see for yourself.

This being a nice day, we went off to Brean which is the West Coast of Somerset overlooking the Bristol Channel and adjacent to Weston-super-Mare.  We walked along the long promontory at the end of which is  Brean Down Fort now in partial ruin, designed to exclude any enemy including Napoleon from the Bristol Channel. Sea mist is an extraordinary thing. You see it out to sea rather like a fog and and suddenly without warning it comes in over the beach and everything is obscured. The  temperature goes down about 10° and what wasn’t nice day is transformed into what could be the middle of Siberia. It is a very strange sensation. We did not even bother to go into Weston-super-Mare which would have meant a significant detour instead we went home via my favourite pub of all time run by a very affable man called Jason. It reminds me of being in the back of beyond of Australia. I do not normally get excited about pubs but the atmosphere of this place is most pleasant and Jason the landlord really does try to do the best you can for everybody. He admits he is somewhat prone to depression when the quarterly VAT bill comes that he would try to give good value for money and I ends this brief diary with a few images.Yes, you read that right, cider with strength of 7.4%

Jason bought this for a song from a hotel that had gone bankrupt

Odd and quirky art from the back area of the pub.

Out to dinner with friends from the Gardening club at my favourite The Old Down Inn and so to bed,

Living life forwards and backwards

Image result for all life is a work of art danish quoteFrom time to time I come across quotes that I just fall in love with instantly and this is one of those. I love this quote and it loves me. Christians would call it living by faith. Kierkegaard was one of the first existential philosophers, apart from being a theologian, poet, social critic and religious author. I love another of his quotes, “Once you label me, you negate me”.  It all goes to show truth is timeless. Kierkegaard was born in Copenhagen in 1813 and died in the same city in 1855 at the grand old age of 42. I suppose it would have been fairly old by today’s standards but now people of 70 are not even regarded as old. I reckon “old” begins at about 80 years of age.

Today I decided to do a Soundcloud self advertisement for my psychic readings page. I think my voice is the best thing about me on the physical side if I can put it tactfully to myself so a picture will have to do. Offering something free is not something I do every day but I so much enjoy the process of doing my Remote Viewing, and analysing, that I don’t really mind giving my 20 min slots to people for them to spread more happiness and personal individuality.

In the Soundcloud audio, I tried to tackle the question of whether anything offered free is given a value.  I’m trying to change the landscape a little bit by saying that if the free item can be considered of worth, people will probably want to follow it up with a different arrangement. You can do this better with intellectual property than with tangible items. I think people who go to therapy should stop the session if they do not find it useful, preferably at an early stage, and asked for their money back. I think the law or at least the professional protocol, should be tightened up.

Blue sky, sun and more sun today. I could actually feel the sun on my back as I worked in the garden along with Francoise.  We might actually attain the dizzy heights of 25° tomorrow which will really announce the spring if not the summer.

I watched a truly disgusting video today showing how 12,000 children in Turkey have been taken either wounded or well and their body parts used. If you think I’m exaggerating have a look. the video is called ‘pure evil’.

I just heard that the Asian museum in Bath nearby has been robbed and 42 items taken some going back to the seventh century. It will certainly be difficult for anyone to sell these on the open market if not impossible. Probably a private collector somewhere would relish having them. They are no doubt stealing to order. The insurance will no doubt pay out but  such artifacts cannot be replaced.

Busy with Facebook

I had an idea of advertising in the local FB social group, actually a buy and sell group in name, and found that in my small town of Midsomer Norton, there were about 300 people who had joined.

I asked if there was anyone available to talk me through making a Facebook page. About a day later, a very nice lady from a local school who had previously worked for a building society agreed to come along ostensibly to help me with getting my page laid out properly. As it happened, the conversation went another way. We discussed Facebook in general and what you can and cannot hope to achieve and I found it very interesting to hear someone else’s perspective of its values and drawbacks. As it happened I was provoked to give her and her children a psychic reading; I’m celebrating the publication of a new site at the moment devoted to such things.  She was or appeared to be quite impressed with the accuracy of my reading and said that she wanted to bring along her nan i.e. grandmother for a reading. The lesson I’m learning is that you have to give away something in order to get a paying client. I must say I’m very happy to give stuff away because many people don’t seem to have much money if any and cannot afford to have any reading so I might as well give one anyway and the energy will probably come back in another fashion.

Before I was blocked on the empath group, I think they banned me altogether which is a pity, I was building up quite a lot of clientelle most of whom I was glad to give a reading from nothing but I know if it’s any good at all they will tell someone else. I think building up a reputation on Facebook takes time as with everything, but can be done slightly quicker than through the traditional methods such as newspaper advertising. I think even with the right magazine, people are not in the mood to read print and more accustomed to their devices.

A question for me is, how to maximise the speed of learning. It’s all very well going to Youtube and finding instruction videos but I find many of them relate to features that are no longer on the  homepage of Facebook. This is because the architecture has changed and for example a new page button is no longer to be found on the left-hand side. I know the powers that be update the architecture almost on an annual basis so looking at a video that is 3 to 4 years old is just going to lead to frustration. I have put an ad in Peopleperhour.com to see if anyone is willing to come out and sit with me to walk me through. I have found that the vast majority of written instructions have some sort of redundancy in them reasons mentioned above so I switch off pretty quick. I’d rather pay someone to come along and show me and be done with it.

Another very blowy and rainy day, where has the summer gone?

 

Gossip

Who gossips? Most of us. Who does not gossip? Very few of us. To some, it is an agreeable way of passing the time. This is not a sermon, I’m just reflecting on my own attitudes to the subject and I freely admit to being a gossiper though this is changing.

A dictionary definition, or one of them, is “casual or unconstrained conversation all reports about other people, typically involving details which are not confirmed as true“. Oscar Wilde put his finger on most aspects. “Scandal is gossip made tedious by morality” On the other hand, there is a note of compromise as you see in the above quote.

If people hear us gossiping about others, they are hardly likely to trust you with their own private information. If we get any juicy gossip, it may be better just to keep our mouths closed.

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I was much cheered by this headline “It’s official: European Scientific Journal concludes that the Twin Towers on 911 was a controlled demolition. I have known this for about 10 years now but there are some souls on the planet who are not aware or who are in denial.

The article says that “ever since the moment that the towers fell, people have been saying that it was a controlled demolition. Now we might have academic evidence to prove the theory as fact!

An academic report was published by Europhysics News just in time to the anniversary of 911 questioning the official explanation for the collapse of all three World Trade Centre buildings on September 11, 2001. The conclusion may make even the most rational person rethink their outlook.

If anyone has any doubts as to the fakery, please read this article

 

The ideal church service

In the rain, off to a joint Benefice service at Only Felicity Paulton officiated over by Canon Stephen Purvis. There were a goodly crowd of people, some of whom were strangers to me which is no surprise since they were from adjacent parishes.

As soon as the Canon opened his mouth, I realised we were going to have a quality service. He introduced himself by telling us where he had had residences, mostly in the north-east of England and declaring his love for Sunderland football club. He spoke about the conflict with Syria and how we needed to find a better way of expressing ourselves as a country  in a conflict situation but also expressing ourselves to each other. We should never ask people if they are “saved” but but we should witness openly to our views and opinions as Christians.  About yesterday’s bombing on Syria he thinks we should never underestimate the power of prayer. He spoke of ‘thin’ places where the interface between heaven and earth was more intimate and mentioned his conducted retreats on Holy Island. I have always wanted to go there I will put that on my list. Stephen said that it’s a wonderful time when the tide comes up, the tourists have left and you have the island to yourself This is a video about retreats for those inclined.

I was further impressed by the way he articulated the service. He didn’t just gavels through prayers but gave each sentence, each phrase, each word, the gravity that it deserved and managed to convey the dignity of the Bible particularly the new Testament. I believe that only people who have had a spiritual experience can do justice to reading the Gospel. I felt I could have been at a very important national service because I ended the service feeling uplifted, elevated, and to be able to take on the world with more confidence knowing that the spirit of God is within me.

The service ended and another remarkable feature happened. The congregation normally disappear between 5 to 10 min after the service but everybody lingered. The service ended at 11:20 AM but an hour later people was still talking in an animated fashion. It was as if the celebrant had communicated the original spirit of Christianity which happened to be in the English language but was a universal language. Over coffee, One woman admitted that she found it very difficult to talk to people in public. I got the impression  this was the first time she had ever been able to say this.

The Canon discussed his observation that many priests are introspective and do not have the ability to welcome people. He said that he found that retired priests had this trait as well and were often very difficult to have conversation with. When the Canon was a young man, he was given the advice never to have friends within the parish though he said you can do so when you have left.  There are sound reasons for this is not the least of which is getting overly emotionally involved with your parishioners.

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I get a daily newsletter from many of the Christian based sites including one called “Christianityworks”. The title was “How Friendly is your Church?”. A man who did not go to church and did not call himself a Christian decided to go to church one Sunday. He was travelling on business so was a transient. The greeters outside the front door were drinking coffee and he received a perfunctory hello before walking through the doors. When the second greeter asked him where he was from and when he explained he was from overseas and was transient the lady made it clear that he was not a person of interest.

He noticed that although the pastor went round greeting people and others were talking, not one single person came up and asked him why he was there. No one made him welcome. He said he felt completely alone although he was in the midst of the church and wondered what would have been the result if he was really in need, perhaps suicidal, and was going to the church as a last chance saloon. He wondered what was happening to all this preaching about the love of Jesus when it was not shown in reality.

Apparently countervalent to what I’ve been saying,  Colin Smith, the preacher to be heard on my favourite Trans world International radio station. “if you know that the best is yet to come, you are free”. He was speaking about Jesus death and resurrection but it could apply to anybody. I think that one really has to sink in.

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The most trivial and local story was about my efforts to get rid of all my garden rubbish when this was the last day the recycle would be open for two weeks as I mentioned yesterday. I decided to turn up at eight o’clock for a nine o’clock opening and passed my time listening to the morning service, a very enlightening service about breathing. It was then followed by a 10 minute soliloquy on the use of such terms as bonkers, mad, psychopathic, and suggesting that it was a lazy error to ascribe attributes of mental illness to people who were just expressing themselves in certain ways.

The gates of the recycle opened at 9:01 AM. By 9:10 AM I was out. There were no less than 50 cars queuing right up the Radstock Road and right down the same road to get in.  I’m so glad I spent the hour quietly listening to the radio rather than spending about the same time sitting in a moving queue moving forward one car’s length, stopping, trying to prevent someone from cutting in and so forth.

I quietly patted myself on the back.

 

Weeding a yard

What could be more mundane than that?  We set off to Timsbury  to do a gardening job for an old lady who curiously did not want anything planted in a very sizeable garden but just wanted the earth preserved, bare, weeds removed. Fortunately, it was the ideal day because the soil had plenty of moisture making weed removal easy, a good thing as we had to remove each one including the roots. The other benefit was actual sunshine and warmth.

Everyone had chosen that day to use their mower, strimmer, and every other sort of mechanical tool and we were beleaguered by noise most of the time but never mind we just got on with it

It was a strangely therapeutic experience. Here we have an increasingly desperate New World Order goading Russia with daily insults and accusations. I think we are avoiding a Third World War only because of the exquisite negotiating talents of the Foreign Secretary of Russia. Immersed in the garden, bringing order out of chaos, this was the ideal environment to get away from it all and we did.

This looks like turning into a daily Facebook report. A young lady asked me for a free reading little realising that I had already sent her one. I should have said on the top of it “this is the psychic reading that you asked for”.  I re sent the reading that I had sent her and told her to read it again saying that I estimated that she had only absorbed 6% of the value of the reading. Offering something free is a risky business. People do not take it seriously. I think the problem is that people expect everything free these days so I don’t want to be over available but not under available.

In the last week I seem to have accumulated 1190 friends. Let it be said that I was recommended most of them from people I knew but of course I don’t know people second or third hand. Not quite sure how beneficial this friendship businesses going to be. I tend to ignore requests for friends from young ladies especially the ones dressed in bathing suits or other scanty cladding. There seems to be an agreement among certain females to honey trap as many people as possible. As I recorded before, most of them are put off when they hear that I am from the United Kingdom. I stopped even bothering to respond now.

The recycle is closing tomorrow for two weeks so I must get up at some unearthly hour and park in the queue so that when it opens at nine o’clock I stand a chance of dumping my garden rubbish.

I have decided to write to Facebook people telling them about a page I have written about how to be a good therapist, rules and protocol mentioned in spades.  You can have a look at it if you like. If a therapist is watching this they might like to add to it. I will modify the article as I receive more contributions.

The sun is setting, the birds are singing cheerfully in the trees as they should do and the goldfish are whizzing around the pond as if there were no tomorrow. Spring is finally here.

Murderous activity in USA – disgusting

Mila de Mier, anti GMO activist.

Finally, the weather seems to the set to improve so with that in mind we went to see new garden clients. The first one was a single lady from Denmark who had bought a house in this country and needed her garden tidied; the second one was a very old lady of about 90 who had a brain sharp as a pin wanted her garden weeding. We don’t normally do weeding but we decided to assuage her concern and frustration having seen the garden that she had attended lovingly go into disrepair. We will do that tomorrow Saturday. The Danish lady was very worried about her position with Brexit. She did not want to go home and was happy in the UK but had a house in this country that she would possibly have to sell and she wasn’t very pleased about it. She and Francoise who is in a similar position exchanged views shall we say.

I have written the last of my pages on my new psychic website. When I’m ready to have a new website I normally know exactly what I had put in it. I started the website yesterday morning and it is now more or less finished give or take.  I am pleased with it because I have an opportunity to share some of the experience I’ve had over the decades to help people get the most out of a consultation of a personal nature. You can have a look at it if you like.

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It’s not often that I quote verbatim from another news source but this was just received from Natural news.com and shows to me the rot, the disgrace, the utterly shameless behaviour of these creatures who run the pharmaceutical and biochemical companies in USA and elsewhere too let it be said.

the editor wrote: Her death, of course, reminds informed observers of all the death threats that other anti-GMO activists have been subjected to over the years, thanks to the “black ops” biotech industry running intimidation campaigns, reputation smear campaigns and political bribery campaigns to grease the palms of politicians. If you weren’t aware that people who oppose the biotech giants or vaccine industry are being routinely assassinated across America, you’re not up to speed on what’s really happening.

Erin Elizabeth of Health Nut News has documented 85+ doctors who have been found dead over the last few years. Most of them were holistic health practitioners offering alternative or naturopathic medical treatments. The majority of those individuals were also opposed to genetically engineered foods. “Mila was a very well known activist who fought hard against GMO’s and the use of GMO mosquitoes in Florida. In fact, she fought them so hard she was known to be a nemesis of the GMO mosquito industry,” writes Elizabeth. “Is that perhaps why the “witness” who found her floating in the pool didn’t try and get her out of the pool? Is that why they didn’t try, like any normal human being would, to perform CPR?”

Anti-GMO activist found dead in hotel pool, hours before planned delivery of 200,000 petition signatures to the EPA

Here is the newspaper article;  On Tuesday morning Mila de Mier—a 45-year-old activist from Key West, Florida who opposed the release of genetically engineered mosquitoes—was found dead in a swimming pool at a hotel in Washington D.C. De Meir was visiting D.C. to deliver a petition to the Environmental Protection Agency demanding the agency deny a permit for the release of genetically engineered mosquitoes in Florida and Texas.

The D.C. Fire Department says the reported incident happened at the Cambria Hotel & Suites Washington, D.C. Convention Center on 899 O Street, NW. They say they were called to the scene at around 9:35 a.m. Medical crews say they attempted to treat the victim but later pronounced her dead.

Fox5 in D.C. notes that the police report claims a witness found de Mier floating inside the rooftop pool and called 911. The Metropolitan Police Department in D.C. is investigating the exact circumstances of the drowning.

In the days preceding her death, Mila de Mier posted on her Facebook page about the fight against genetically engineered mosquitoes. “The time is now Please sign and share ! We are not guinea pigs,” she wrote. “Is time to set standards when it come to people and Biotecnology.”

Activist Post spoke with Barbara Napoles, a fellow activist and long-term friend of de Mier who accompanied her on the trip to Washington D.C., and one of the last people to see her alive. Napoles worked with de Mier for years as part of the Never Again Foundation, an organization that focused on a variety of environmental causes. Napoles explained that she and de Mier had worked on the GE mosquito issue for years and had previously made trips to the Food and Drug Administration in an attempt to express their concerns.

According to Napoles, de Mier called her on Thursday April 5 to announce her intention to drive from Florida to Washington D.C. to file her petition with the EPA. The two headed to Washington on Sunday, arrived on Monday, and planned to deliver their petition on Tuesday morning. Around 8:45 a.m. Tuesday morning de Mier left Napoles to go for a quick swim at the hotel’s rooftop pool before heading to the EPA. This was the last time Napoles saw de Mier alive. Regarding the possibility of death by accidental drowning, Napoles said Mila de Mier was not known to be a weak swimmer and had swum with whale sharks in the past. Napoles said the two also had plans to go swim with dolphins in June.

“She wanted the people of Houston to have time to comment on the release of GE mosquitoes. She would want people to continue the fight,” Napoles stated. Napoles is referring to the potential upcoming release of GE mosquitoes in the Houston area. The mosquitoes to be released in Houston are created by Oxitec, the British biotechnology company responsible for the same mosquitoes de Mier was fighting in Key West.

Oxitec was involved in the controversial vote in the Florida Keys during the 2016 election. In that vote, residents of the Key Haven voted against the release of the mosquitoes in their community. However, shortly after, the trials were approved for a different location in the Keys. Despite the approval, opposition to the controversial project has not ceased. In late November 2016, Health News Florida reported that a coalition of groups, including the Center for Food Safety and the Florida Keys Environmental Coalition, have filed a 60-day notice of intent to sue the U.S. Food and Drug Administration.

In 2017 the Houston Chronicle reported that Oxitec is working on a deal with Harris County officials to release GE mosquitoes in the Houston area. Oxitec is attempting to sway Houston officials by stating that their product has a nearly 100% success rate. Gizmodo reported:

The company claims that trials in Brazil, Panama and the Cayman Islands have reduced mosquito populations by 90%, calling the success “an unprecedented level” of human control over nature. (The World Health Organization, for it’s [sic]part, has stated that while the technology “has demonstrated the ability to reduce the [mosquito] populations in small-scale field trials” there is still “an absence of data on epidemiological impact.”)

Activist Post will continue to follow the developments related to the release of GE mosquitoes, as well as any new developments regarding the death of Mila de Mier. We would like to offer our condolences to the family of Mila, as well as give thanks and appreciation to Mila de Mier herself for all of her tireless work to educate the people of Key West. She was supported and loved by many people who took inspiration from her efforts. Let us honor her memory by continuing her fight.

People reading this, are you now beginning to realise what dreadful forces are in charge of maximising profit with complete disrespect for human life. How much more evidence do you need or would you rather switch off and talk about next week’s soccer results?

 

 

I want my time with you

This is a very interesting and carefully worded demand. First of all it’s about the person wanting what is best for them and secondly that the time with the other person is valued. It is at St Pancras station which is the gateway to Europe and will be frequented by those who like Eurostar. I gather she is not a Brexit enthusiast.  Tracey Emin does not seem to age. How does she do it? Maybe art keeps her young.

Such are the demands of modern life that we have to call time with someone “quality time”. In a country environment or village environment all time would be quality time and how sad it is that there is a difference. I believe the average concentration span is about four seconds so if I say or write something and persuade people to do more than skim over it then that is quite an achievement. I notice these days that people will appear to listen to you but in fact they just staring at you and giving you the right visual clues to show they are interested but if you would ask them to comment on what you just said they would probably only give a garbled version. I think this is an aspect of narcissistic behaviour. I am the centre of the world and everything revolves around me.

This evening, there is a meeting in the town hall about the benefits of Brexit. For my overseas readers the idea is that the United Kingdom will break away from the European Community and run its own affairs. Since the European communities probably one of the most corrupt organisations I think this is a good idea but they are extracting a pretty penny in other words as much money as they can to punish us for exiting. My view is this that they need us more than we need them and the economy of this country will recover in due course. I remember the Millennium Bug panic where everything was going to stop working at 00.00.01 on 01.01.01. In the event, nothing happened.

*****

On the Facebook front, apart from turning down the usual collection of ladies who recommend other curvaceous females, we seem to have quite a number in our group interested in Reiki healing which is basically healing by energy. A new person came into the group this morning announcing they have just signed up for a class and they got about 24 replies congratulating them and welcoming them into the group.

*****

A meeting in the local town hall with a sting in the tail. It does seem that Francoise’s residency in this country is far from secure. it’s not just enough apparently to live for five years you had to demonstrate independence and tick all the boxes that the overworked and underqualified staff insist on. Unfortunately, the rules have not yet been determined so she has to virtually be in suspense for about another year while the government could finally make up their mind. I feel somewhat numb at this time so I don’t have much to say.

 

Busy busy

I notice that when I’m gardening for someone who really appreciates the work that we do there is no loss of energy.  It reminds me of Nikola Tesla who discovered how the whole world could be powered by natural energy. I find the same thing with ideas that I get. Today I had the idea for a website in connection with my newfound enthusiasm for doing readings people particularly free readings. Those who know me will know that the readings are other psychic ilk and are all about energies, dynamics, chakras, all the stuff that makes people find unbelievable but which in fact is incredibly useful as a guide to physical and mental health.

I got the idea about 10:15 AM today and registered the website psychic – readings.net . By about 5:30 PM the first draft has been finished. It is visible on the Internet and has an ‘attitude’ built into it that I have seldom seen before. I have now sent the website off to a number of people that I know and trust to get their views and will probably get a final product in a couple of days. A sign that something is meant to be is when it goes quickly. There are no ifs and buts. It almost writes itself. We shall see what my test group think.

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I did a psychic reading today and a most interesting one on a lady who has three girlfriends, one of whom was draining her. I just needed the first names, I found the person concerned using my pendulum ( the same pendulum that is used for finding water and used by water companies) and discovered that the friend was in an unsatisfactory relationship with another lady and they were always fighting and that the friend was calling up my client for consolation but actually she was draining her. The client confirmed all this. I’m amazed and always have been amazed how the matter how far away the person is it is still possible to make communication with them.

*****

I had a conference meeting tonight discussing matters of social importance. Everyone was concerned about the forthcoming 5G which is being sold to the public as a way to download very quickly. To cut a very long story short, the whole country will be turned into a microwave oven with no less than 400,010 antenna all broadcasting microwaves. I forget if I’ve mentioned this before but even if I have it is a game changing disaster never mind Trump versus Putin. Have a look at this video if you dare. It is totally depressing that the local authorities refuse even to discuss this carcinogenic cancer machine that will kill thousands of children and make untold numbers of people sterile.

On that rather dystopian note,actually very dystopian note, I close the diary for today.

 

Wetherspoons here they come

To be quite frank, I’m quite surprised and curious to know what made Wetherspoon’s decide that this area was a good place to put down some roots. We have about 22,000 people in the conurbation of Midsomer Norton. The club chain only have about 1000 branches in the UK so maybe they are on a mission to take over the whole show. We have four pubs in the high Street and the working men’s club at the end. Wetherspoon’s is going to occupy what is now virtually little more than a shell, the old cinema which was closed about 20 years ago I think. I’m showing you the most glamorous picture above because the dove coots have been demolished and they’re all having a conference to decide where to live.

I cannot see more than two of the pubs surviving because Wetherspoon’s are such a big company that they can afford to make attractive offers to people example breakfasts for £3.50 as a loss leader I imagine. I’m told it’s going to open in September.

If you’re going to Wetherspoon’s in Victoria station, London or nearby you will find the prices are just a bit less than elsewhere never mind the one in terminal four of Heathrow. That is not because they are becoming greedier but they have to pay huge rentals and rates. The mayor of Midsomer Norton thinks that new jobs will be created and I’m sure he’s right but you have to subtract the jobs that will be lost if two pubs close. I think it’s a very  difficult decision for him but it does upgrade the town somewhat so I can understand where he’s coming from.

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Most of my correspondents in F…book seem to be from America so I tried asking Google how many people there are in each country and I discovered to my amazement that the biggest number of users is … Well have a look for yourself. Try to guess first.

That’s 250 million users in India followed by USA and the UK in 10th place with a paltry 44 million users. I’ve got to say that the algorithms must be absolutely fantastic because the quality of service, I’m not talking about the content, is very good and I’m only just getting to grasp the detail. I have not figured out how to do my own page yet nor the nature of the ‘wall’, the famous wall but I think if I am to introduce myself properly I’m going to have a linked website. Yesterday’s record of five total scams including pretending women was really quite good but who knows one fine day it may be beaten.

There is no letup in the number of “interesting events” from my engagement with F…book, and its only 5:30 PM

#1  I greeted a new friend called Dean S…….., bearded and tough apparently who sounded quite interested in the things I’m interested in. When I clicked on it I got a GIF of a lady doing something which obviously made her very excited. So, we have fake men. She/he was blocked of course so now I have to be suspicious of all so-called males, even males with beards.

#2  I was interested in signing up to a group called The Future of Humanity. On clicking I found the group had been deleted, just like that. This is the policy of F-B of removing apparently conservative groups for no reason. Same with Natural News. Nothing you can do folks.

#3  I had the privilege of being blocked from a local group here in Midsomer Norton for buying and selling. One person wanted a USB stick without giving any details of it and said ‘cash waiting’. it seems this guy is seriously out of touch with you can get them for nothing these days so I told him about a new one, 32 GB, that could be obtained for £6.50 including post. The requester had suggested I drive to Shepton Mallet which is about 8 miles away with the item as if it was huge. Anyway the moderators thought I was interrupting the process in some way so I got blocked. I think the first time it doesn’t last too long but I thought that was a bit petty but there you go.

#4 – only three large chested young females “waved” at me. I don’t even bother to respond in Swahili I just delete them straightaway. If they bothered to look at my profile they would see that many glorious years separate them and myself and I am also married. I wonder if it’s a bit like the Nigerian 419 financial scams.

On the other hand, I have had dialogues or conversations with two or three people who are really interesting and have something to say. One of them was talking about my reactions in my hands which take the form of small electric shocks. A lady who had tried it, not knowing what she was doing, was a little bit anxious about it and had stopped. I wrote to her telling her there is nothing to be frightened of and it’s all part of the electrical field activity round the body which goes on all the time with all of us but some people are more aware of it than others.

I did get a response from someone in Midsomer Norton. FB does have such a branch and they are coming round to help me with putting together my site. I hope it will be a site for sore eyes.  This phrase originated in 1738 by the writer Jonathan Swift when he said “The sight of you is good for sore eyes”.  That was of course a dreadful pun which is about the only thing I’m capable of at 11:28 PM

 

G5 disgrace – scams – co-creativity

Do we in England need this, do we in California need this. I don’t particularly want my town turned into a microwave oven and yet the plan is to put thousands and thousands of microwave transmitters every hundred metres or so both in town areas and country areas. They will be put on lampposts and are already being done so in Gateshead where people are already experiencing sleeplessness, nose bleeds, lassitude. Microwave radiation is carcinogenic, can lead to loss of hair and most of all loss of sperm count.

The local government have refused to answer enquiries about the health and safety testing or evaluation of the safety of these microwaves. This in There can only be one reason. Their silence has been bought. We have one of the most disgraceful and secret invasions of the whole country where our every move, action, can be traced by the so-called Internet of things. It really makes me sick that people use our tax payer money to basically destroy health, and we pay for it. I just read in the Daily Telegraph that they need 400,000 extra phone masts to bring 5G network to rural Britain. How many thousands of people are going to have to die before they do the necessary studies on the biological effects of microwaves. It more or less cancels out all the extra money promised to the National Health Service. This is a true disgrace.

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A Three scam day

I had some interesting contact on Facebook today. Someone sent me a request from Mark Zuckerberg himself asking if I’d heard of a new promotion scheme which involved a prize. I recognised that she was reading from a script so while she was on the line I cut and pasted the script onto Google and low and behold it was a scam. I politely wrote back saying that I didn’t think I was the sort of person who wanted to take part.

As if that were not enough, I had a communication from a very nice person connected with the Fishermen’s Church in Alaska of all places who wanted to know if I knew about the United Nations grant scheme. Same thing, I typed in ‘UN grant scheme’ and found it was also a scam in that you were heavily penalised if you did not pay the money back. I sent the gentleman a link and promptly blocked his contact details.

I had two more females one from New York and one from Los Angeles both saying hello to me. I have now learnt to look at their profiles and if they are lying on the ground half dressed or half naked depending on your view I don’t even bother to reply. They are out to catch people for $$$$$ and$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$. catch them, use them, dump them.

I just had a very nice man from Seattle offering to sell me some marijuana in discrete packages. I said it was very kind of him but not on this occasion thank you.

I then got a very nice thank you letter from a member for whom I’ve done some work. I want to send a special thanks to an awesome gentleman Brian Snellgrove….You gave me so much to think about and you are spot on with your information you shared with me….I thought about it all night, and shared it with my best friend today…she was as awed as I was…If I might ask, I’d love to get more info from you…I admire your gift, and it’s so appreciated……Thank you from the bottom of my heart

No one can say that a day on FB is boring. All human life is there. I’m going to make great efforts to enrich my group by giving lots of people and looking after those who seem to be sad and upset.

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I realised that the key to growth is co-creativity. We are all part of God, part of God light so there is actually no distance between us. It is light talking to light. I feel elevated at this moment because I’ve just been listening to a talk by the Frenchman and Remote Viewer Gerald O’connell. I did a couple of trainings weeks in America and would like to have done more. He said did Gerald that our remote viewing abilities our in us since man first came on the planet; is just that we had suppressed them. He says that mother nature is not just the planet Earth but all universities all over the place and mother nature is the supreme part of the godhead. Lovely stuff to read and watch. That’s what television is all about.

Bells ringing

We might as well celebrate Sunday in the right way. These are church bells summoning people to morning service which was also a baptism. Regular readers will notice that this happens once a month. I was very impressed by the number of congregants obviously related to the very popular couple who were baptising their child Edith.All the people on the left aisle were related to the couple called Tom and Katie and the people on the right were the “usual suspects” i.e. members of the congregation. My favourite subject – children. There were three noisy children but one of them went into the closed room at the back and settled down. The child to be baptised alternated between crying and sleeping. The crying was actually quite pleasant, not screeching but just a gentle cry. It’s easy to switch off this sound and allow people to do what they have to do.

The preacher gave quite a good sermon reminding us that people when baptised with the holy spirit become all as one. This is the ultimate wavelength conjoiner, from which the feeling of eternal unity arises. This happens via the neocortical part of the brain. Unity can also happen when the reptile brain is linked in which case violence and aggression is the product.  The sermon was delivered to people who will probably not attend church again for some time and the celebrant was wise enough to comment on his own personal journey of faith when the idea that Jesus died for him struck him “in a flash”. I think that’s probably when you go out of time and realise your eternal self

The preacher also reminded us of the golden rule – do unto others as you would be done by –  or treat others as you would be treated. He reminded us of the gospel of today, Doubting Thomas who would not believe Jesus returned unless he put his hands in his wounds. Jesus gently rebuked Thomas by saying ‘blessed are those who believe without seeing’.

After all the baptism party had left the hard-core congregants were left to have further deliberations, as it happened in the form of an Annual General Meeting. The vicar announced the meeting by saying “let us commence”. I pondered on the difference between the word commencement and start .

We start a race we do not commence it.
The ceremony will commence at noon.
The meeting will begin immediately.
The story begins here.
Let battle commence.
What time does the film start.
Please start your meal.
They began their relationship last year
We commence the degree ceremony

In case there are any Tamil speakers reading this diary

நாம் ஆரம்பிக்காத ஒரு இனத்தைத் தொடங்குவோம். விழாவில் மதியம் தொடங்கும். கூட்டம் உடனடியாக தொடங்கும். கதை இங்கே தொடங்குகிறது. போர் ஆரம்பிக்கட்டும். படம் எப்போது துவங்குகிறது? உங்கள் உணவைத் தொடங்கவும். அவர்கள் கடந்த ஆண்டு தங்கள் உறவு தொடங்கியது நாங்கள் பட்டம் விழாவை தொடங்குகிறோம்

In the order of informality to grandness,  I would have thought start, begin, commencement. Start applies to the most ordinary mundane matters of life.  Begin is more gentle and commence is more formal

It is clear that the whole church is run by a few willing souls who have the instinct that they are an essential part of keeping quite a small electoral roll of 48 people happy and serviced. The vicar cannot survive without help.

On the way out I noticed a very evocative tableau, that is the tomb of Jesus with the stone rolled aside.

*****

I’m getting on with Facebook better than I thought. A woman from the USA came on as a new member with a great deal of problems, completely drained of energy, has a husband with cancer, abuse and the family, you name it – everything wrong.  I immediately knew that I had to do something so right away so I wrote to her, not knowing what I was going to write about. I can say that when I go into my state that the order in which I write things is not preordained, preformatted, or anything it just comes out, one sentence comes to another and before I know I’ve written some advice which looks fairly reasonable.

I had a lovely exchange when she suddenly got the idea

I wrote: can I just put it to you that craving it is a sort of addiction. I think you are looking for self-healing but possibly going about its slightly the wrong way. I like it when you propose your own answer that you need to step back and recharge. Things are always easier to say than to do. Please do not beat yourself in any manner shape or form. I honestly believe you have done your best and one thing led to another a bit like falling down a slippery slope but you are not the slope itself. Eh?

The enquiring member wrote:  BINGO…I get what you’re saying..Just hearing this brought so much emotions up..it’s overwhelming….Thank You so very much..Sometimes we just need to hear what we already know from someone else.

It is this breakthrough moment that is so key and I feel that the burden lifted from her soul at that point. You never know when it is going to happen because it gives no advance warning.   This sort of thing gives an extra dimension to my day. I’m going to get FB sorted and use it as a platform.

There is good and bad in every group; I’ve had a series of friend requests from young girls with rather large bosoms asking me how I am and where I live. They are all resident in the USA or Nigeria for some reason.

I somehow think that they and I are not on the same wavelength apart from the fact that I’m 50 years older than most of them. I have devised as Baldrick would say ‘a cunning plan’.

I deal with their ‘hello’ by responding in Urdu. For example, this is Urdu for ” I don’t think it’s a very good idea that we communicate”  مجھے نہیں لگتا کہ یہ ایک اچھا خیال ہے کہ ہم  This is an intelligence test because they have got to figure out what language it is by using Google and then get it translated to English. If that doesn’t put them off then nothing will.

Naughty boy, Brian.

One more thing before I close. Here is a brand new FB member joining our group.

Thank you for allowing me to join this group. I usually observe first and then open up and that’s even a rarity these days. I’m finding more and more answers as to why I struggle so much with pain..not just physical yet emotional and spiritual. I hide behind my phone and I only talk to few as it is yet I can’t seem to either stop the drowning or control what I take on. I know it sounds crazy yet that’s how I feel most days, crazy yet smart, loving yet full of rage, honest brutally honest which most take the wrong way. With all this being said, I’m here to learn and to possibly find some kind of peace.. I hope all is having a most wonderful day!! Again, thank you for allowing me to join

10/10 for honesty.

What is wisdom? – Lawyer’s Jokes

98% of lawyers give the other 2% a bad reputation.
Q – what is the difference between an accountant and a lawyer?
A – Accountants know they are boring
Q – How many lawyers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
A – Three, one to climb the ladder, one to shake it, and one to sue the ladder company

These rather bad jokes were inspired by a visit by a legal executive from a county council who came to talk to our monthly Men’s Group which met this morning. We start off with a good cooked breakfast which no one seems to object to and then the speaker speaks for about 40 minutes and there may or may not be time for questions. I’m always the first one to jump up because I like the English language and I like being stimulated. I reminded the gathering of the apparent contradiction between the words priceless, and worthless which mean exactly the opposite.

He was discussing his need to get guidance from God from who he seeks wisdom especially in view of the number of difficult meetings he has to endure, sometimes he asks God and silence is the response. I gave to the group the analogy of a GPS. It is silent when you’re driving along a straight road because you’re going in the right direction so there is no point in saying anything. It’s only at junctions or where you take a wrong turning that it springs into action. I don’t see why God should give us a continual running commentary on everything we do. We are supposed to be grown-ups after all. We established, humorously,  that his real source of his inspiration was his rescue dog whom he frequently took for walks. He became inspired during these walks so I suggested he should have bought the dog along to the meeting.

Anyway, to the topic of wisdom. Let’s have fun dissecting this one. We need to look at the opposite of wisdom which is normally considered the foolishness. What is a fool? Feste the clown was a fool in Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night but he was a good fool.  A fool it is a person who lacks good sense or judgement. They can function with varying degrees of silliness, stubbornness or stupidity. The most absent feature is wisdom. In this case, the speaker was alluding to the Wisdom from God that is beyond all understanding” but lets look at the conventional interpretation.

A large part of wisdom is flexibility, attention, and relational thinking. The lessons on one topic can be applied to another. Example, I have an accident involving a ladder. On the next occasion I make sure that the ladder is anchored but I also make sure that when I’m around, the ladders of my friends are anchored. You then extend this to think about anchoring in general and help before we move on a new path we make sure our foundations are stable. Wisdom makes sure that no experience is wasted even though it is a so-called bad experience. Anything is grist to the mill. Any event, even no event, can be used as a lesson. Is wisdom inherited. I can only think that it is but in the most general way. If our parents are wise and show you how to use your brain, then that will rub off on the children. I learnt a lesson from my father. When asked a question he would not answer immediately but told me that he would ‘think about it and talk to me tomorrow’.  This gave me time to clear my head as well from various emotions that young boys have. Socrates in his usual manner has a great point here. We jump into a conversation without setting the basis for it.

What is the purpose of the conversation? Should we not have an introductory sentence to say why we are gathered together ? If we don’t do that, we stand a very good chance that what we are earnestly discussing is simply not understood by the listeners because they are not on the same page. “we are here because I’m not happy about the way you absent your self from work without explanation”. ” I would like to discuss my fear of being haunted by the past”.  It will save an awful lot of time if you come to the point without too much pussyfooting around. I think we should all spend maximum possible time with people who are wise and bright. There is a tendency for the Lower Common Denominator to prevail and this doesn’t get anyone anywhere. I know memories are a part of life but why focus on the past because the past is past and the future is the future.

Back to our speaker this morning for a moment. He told me that he did not often do this sort of talk and let’s face it we are a niche market, Christian men. He prepared a 40 min talk, one might say over prepared. I detected that there was enough material for at least half a day workshop. I tried to get the message across as I do to so many people that you don’t have to fill every single second with verbal wisdom and profundity. Most of us under estimate the catalytic effect of our words on the listener.

Sometimes it’s a good thing to say something, pause a moment – the sky will not fall in if you remain silent for five seconds – and see if any reaction comes from the floor. Speakers should realise that an uttered word from the audience could be the most valuable thing that has happened to them. For the first time in their life, they had articulated  something which they did not realise the enormous importance of until they open their mouth. It could be that as a result of what they said, they finally might have given themselves the confidence to take an action that they’d been putting off for some time.

That is why coaching is such an important skill. Life Coaches are exposed to keep quiet and let their patients figure out what to do. I’m not very good at this I must admit because ideas come into my mind so fast that I want to share them on the spot otherwise I will forget them. Meanwhile, the client waits to speak. On some occasions I can control myself and the results are there to see.

Behold the ‘Man Engine’

I would not expect most people to sit through 36 min 33 seconds of this but I just wanted to give you a sense of the atmosphere of a new brand that will be travelling round the country just in case you see it advertised.  It stops suddenly because my battery gave up its Power.

Story starts here: Today I gave a special surprise to Francoise. I heard on the news this morning about this Men Machine as large as two double-decker buses so the saying goes. It is a huge robotlike figure touring the country to celebrate the contribution of miners, starting amazingly at Radstock (next to where I live in Midsomer Norton) and then sets out to tour the whole country. They offer an afternoon show and an evening show. I would have thought that the evening show would be more spectacular and ominous because the monster would look more monstrous in the dark.

It was held in the annex or Bath University . The commentary story started with early Cornish tin mining which has been going on for centuries. After the show we visited a joke bus called “Cornish Independence” where you were invited to apply for a passport and in return to sample some of the local beers and ciders which were very nice. The crowd was jolly enough with children romping around. I get the feeling that some of them were a little bit confused especially with the explanations and the loud music but hey they saw a good show.

This morning we had our first paid gardening day of the year. It’s a very straightforward job for very sweet old lady who has been taken advantage of in the past by gardeners. I made a particular point of giving her a firm price and telling her exactly what we would do for the money. With housebound people, I make a practice of making a movie on my galaxy pad and showing them what I have done. Older people can be quite trusting and I don’t want to let them down at all. Some people are very concerned that pruning will kill the plant. At this time of year this is particularly not true. The sap has just started to rise and you can trim something down to the ground and it looks dead and then in the next few weeks lo and behold you see the green buds.  Remember, nature has been around for far longer than us and it can survive. Oh, I nearly forgot. I have occasionally had blind or nearly blind people and in this case you need to get a neighbour as a witness that the work is being done. This is a safeguarding thing as well as anything else.

I am digging down into Facebook now and giving it a chance. My plan is to combine the principles of contributionism (Ubuntu) where you exchange skills with a donation system where I can get some income from those able to afford it. I don’t want to make it a commercial site. There are many good-quality people out there in Facebook land and I look forward to having some dialogue with them. Facebook had 2.2 billion members at the end of 2017. Due to adverse publicity it is probably dropped off a bit. There are quite a lot of other groups but they are miniscule and do not have the scope of the giant. If they could start acting in a moral way that will be really nice but I’m afraid the tendency of American companies is money first and people second.

Quotable quotes on the Wilde side

good old photoshop

My favourite quoter of all time is Oscar Wilde and I have just given in again to Amazon.co.uk and ordered a book of his quotes.

“to live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all”
“If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they’ll kill you”

I know you can get then on the Internet but this book will make ideal bedtime reading, actually any time reading,and I refuse to take any form of wireless device into the bedroom.

Interestingly, the brain cannot distinguish between light i.e. the sun or a lightbulb and electromagnetic waves as given out by a mobile phone. This keeps the brain awake and unable to perform its function which can only happen during sleep of allowing chemicals to attend to the free radicals which are the cause of cancer. If you have one hour 20 min to spare, check out video below which will show you why mobile phone technology is so dangerous. When 5G comes along, God help us. It’s been designed for brain control under the guise of advantages of downloading films in five seconds.. In Gateshead where it has been introduced it is inducing nosebleeds in children and of course it is installed in complete secrecy.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, quotes. I got a lovely one today which I will using my counselling and psychic practice which I’m just starting up again after a pause. “You don’t find your worth in a man. You find your worth within yourself and then find a man who is worthy of you. Remember that”. The last sentence is almost unnecessary because the main message is so powerful. I find it a bit of an idealised quote and perhaps rather simplistic with regards to the dynamics but it makes a very good point.

By the way, Youtube  are busily removing all videos that contradict the official version of events in America and elsewhere. They get more arrogant by the day. I don’t whether they will dare to take down all the videos that show the true nature of 9/11. There are 5,110,000 hits so they better be careful what they do. The removal will be more like nibbling around the smaller items first. Thank goodness for Vimeo.

Facebook takes quite a lot of getting used to. I am finding that my psychic skills are exciting quite a lot of interest so I’m going to start a new website where I can control my platform. FB does a lot of things but I find the environment rather crowded, with a lot of people jumping in. They may well be interjecting for good reason but there are too many streams of thought at the same time, some pivotal and some peripheral, some profound and some trite. I’m a bit of a purist and do like to focus on one thing.

Today, the weather has been wonderful. By “wonderful” I mean that the sun has been shining from a blue sky. No chem trails  in sight was a bonus. I  almost feel that the blood in my veins is warming up. Deep down, I think we are all creatures of the sun and let’s face it without the sun there would be no life. The function of the sun is to warm the planet, so-called global warming. It does this in cycles including the middle-age warm period. It is difficult to blame this on motor cars, carbon dioxide etc. Without carbon dioxide, we would all be dead. I think we should have from time to time a carbon dioxide appreciation day. There appears to be to the casual eye overwhelming evidence of man-made global warming. The way you do this is by suppressing or ignoring all the hundreds of scientists who say that this is not the case, that global warming is a lie.

Follow the money trail chaps.

Goat’s Milk – Gemini minds – the morning after

Once I wake up, even if it’s five o’clock in the morning, I’m wide awake and my brain is working. I have a radio by the bed with some headphones which I plug in and listen to what’s going on. However, I draw a line at the shipping forecast which if you’re not in the business is probably one of the most boring programmes imaginable consisting of cryptic comments that no one can readily understand and it goes on forever.

you are being stared at

I was listening to Farming Today which comes along on radio 4 BBC at about 5:45 AM. I heard that there is a goat farm near York here in the UK where a very fine breed of goat produces 4 L of milk per day. This is very good because they weigh a 10th of the weight of cows and of course the quality of goat milk is very rich. Sometimes I really don’t know what to do with this huge ragbag of information I have. They say of Geminis that we like to know a little bit about many topics and I can say that is true of me, certainly enough to be able to start a conversation with somebody. I can’t quite imagine in this context the fecundity of goats will come in useful. One more fascinating fact, they are milked three times a day. One at 3 AM, the second time at 11 AM, at the third time at 5 PM. Maybe there’s something wrong with me but I just like facts, even useless facts, that you  never know when they might come in useful

I am just recovering from last nights rash offer to my new Facebook site. as you will realise from yesterday’s post I have a love hate relationship with this platform but realise that there is use in everything, you just have  to think before you use. Okay we are spied on so what’s new? The lovely people in Cheltenham England intercept all our calls, e-mails, and anything else they can lay their hands on looking for certain keywords as if potential bombers will put obvious words in. What a huge waste of time. The ‘rash offer’, by the way, was to give free miniature psychic readings to people. [ I interrupted myself here, the word means nimble, quick, vigourous not necessarily foolish though it has come to be used in this fashion].

I have the ability to tune in to people and get a very good sense of them irrespective of their position on the planet. I’ve had this talent for years and felt like a good blast of just giving something as a gift for the sake of it. I see from this morning’s stats on Facebook that 130 people responded to my request for reading; I did about 40 and finished about 1 AM my time. I like getting messages saying that I was “spot on” or “nailed it”. Sometimes it’s a good thing to be told what you already know so very you don’t think you are going mad. I think if I could never share with anyone madness would soon follow. I’m not necessarily saying speaking but better say communicating is what I’m after.

Facebook had a nasty surprise for me when I woke up this morning. I started doing a couple of extra readings and I was blocked from sending any messages. I looked up in Google and found that this blocking could not be reversed for any reason. they referred to it as my behaviour, thank you very much which could have been mailing a lot of people who did not want to be mailed,  spamming them, when all I was doing the writing a lot of letters. They told me that the blocking may last four hours or a day or a week and there is nothing I can do about it and no appeal. Facebook has about 2 billion people on it; the alternatives are minnows without the scope for meeting people on one’s own wavelength. I shall try again tomorrow to see whether I’ve been unblocked. Not a nice feeling.

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Are any two people identical? – who needs Facebook?

There are supposed to be infinite numbers of universes in which we all have our unique experiences so maybe I might bump into another Brian Snellgrove who looks exactly like me. I don’t know how I would react to meeting my doppelgänger. I would be embarrassed to ask a question because I would know exactly what the answer would be because I am me if you see what I mean, or maybe not.

With so-called identical twins, I think we can blame DNA for some of the similarities but those of us that believe in the uniqueness of the soul would know that there are other factors at play. I would say that we all enjoy a natural telepathy which we steadfastly ignore for most of the time. If you take notice of your intuition 20 times in succession, at the end your intuition will be better. If you ignore your intuition 20 times in succession then your intuition will be weaker if not non-existent. I think the term “psychic” is a bit of an affectation because we are all issued with a sixth sense  which I’m sure goes back to the time of cavemen when they had to detect the arrival of predators. Let us say that identical twins have less excuse for not being telepathic.

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Everyone is living in a separate universe, surely that must be rather lonely out there. I have just joined a Facebook group, I can’t believe I said that,  with members all over the world. It is a group called “Healers and empaths only!” with an exclamation mark at the end which makes it quite clear. A Draconian though polite set of rules saying that you mustn’t trade, advertise, abuse people, respect peoples differences, no hate speech no bullying no promotions no links but apart from that have fun.

It seems there are no less than 13 administators and moderators. Admittedly there are 20,838 members so I suppose the moderating has to be shared.

So, I am going to slog through a few of the entries;

Mandi says “I just walked into a place, taking one of my sons to the dentist, and just the whole vibe of this place is horrible. I’m physically sick at my stomach, my mood instantly changed and I’m fighting the urge not to snap at anybody”

Theresa says ” Love to all light workers. It’s been arrived we are still here wanting to love and healing help just know how amazingly strong you really are I’m proud to be a child of God of love and light entrance I look forward to getting to know YOU.. I have known many empaths in my life and …. (was not motivated to read further)

Devin shared his first post. “Any fellow empath male friends out there? I am seeking advice and guidance. I was diagnosed with just about every mental illness under the sun since the end of the Mayan calendar 2012 and I truly believe that I was going through a spiritual crisis of sorts”

Francine says taking a big 5″ x 7″ colour image to say “Couple days ago… I saw 999”

I can honestly say that although I completely respect these people and where they are I think that if they were to get away from their computers and actually seek human company the results would be more satisfactory.  What is the point of such let us say queries or crie de coeurs if they are not followed up by action with people? It’s all very well having a group for Healers and Empaths but I read that the empathy levels among young people are decreasing by 30% or 40% because they are losing their interpersonal skills. Let’s ban on all devices for a month and see what happens. I did have a change of heart and offered some free chakra diagnosis to people and had 30 requests within a few minutes. I hope I was able to help.

three or four is about the largest I can manage in a crowded place

Let’s FaceitBook  from what I’ve seen is a moneymaking machine for playing with your head if you let it and making scrambled egg out of your brain. I think Meetup.com is slightly more focused because it announces particular events but even then when I joined briefly I found that people just signed up and thought nothing of not turning up. Members have little sense of commitment to those that they have never met. I’m sure some meet up groups are very successful but people have an irritating habit of arranging discussion groups in pubs. Theoretically it is all very jolly, but the noise level is much higher than you would think and it is very difficult to hear someone clearly if they are sitting at the other side of a large table or group of chairs even. I don’t charge you with you don’t get owt for nowt. For my overseas readers, this is old Yorkshire language. I popped into the world in a Harrogate hospital so I have some atavistic feelings for the largest county in England.

I say bring back the real life live community. Anyway, I digress through having a rant. I will continue to talk you through my journey of this group

In spite of the above, I did take notice of the landing page in the group and there I was told by Facebook that I have ‘things in common’ with certain members which were specially drawn to my attention.

First of all there is a middle-aged man called Robert ……who is a promoter at We Love America. He is also a volunteer activist at Support Democrats and he’s also a Gang Leader at ‘End Racism’ and he studied political philosophy at Georgetown University. I see two pictures of him, one when he looks about 60 and another person who I can barely recognise as the same person looks about 80. I cannot think of one single thing that attracts me to this person. I wonder what would happen if I telephoned him and said that Facebook considered that we have things in common, perhaps we could meet?

The next member with something in common is someone called Bedelia …….., with a picture of a wolf instead of a person, who is a facilitator at making the world a better place. She studies Building House (whatever that is) at the Harmony School of Nature and she studied in the past Organic Gardens at the University of Life. I suppose I could contact her asking if she would be interested in making the world a better place but then what would I say? It says she is married with children and she would probably have no time, quality time I mean, to engage with a new person because they were on a list in another country.

The third member with things in common is Bob ……, a new member who has been a college professor from 1967 onwards and president at the Rowan College at Gloucester County. It’s quite a record I think to be a college professor for 50 years but there we go. He is pictured smiling, and holding a camera. I’m not sure what I have in common with Bob. He joined last month but was added not by himself but by someone called Brett Sly. Bob lives with his rather nice looking wife Anne in Monroe Township, NJ, USA.  Included in his many photographs, there is a large picture of a book mark? saying “I put on pants today”.  He was doing fairly well in my estimation until the doubtful provenance of ‘Brett Sly’ and this infantile label shown above. Again, what should I do? Ask him how he can have been a college professor for 51 years? Asking why he feels like putting infantile photographs –  it must be said credit for a very fine shot of his wife. I might just turn up at his door and tell him that I would like to be friends with him and see how quickly he kicks me out. He would probably actually be quite embarrassed but of course you never know and there lies the illusion. Maybe the right person is out here somewhere.

Now, I’m sure these people are excellent people and I wouldn’t say a word against them but my question is what criteria FB use in other words it all comes down to algorithms and who writes them.

I don’t know whether  Facebook is actually intending to enable actually meeting people or just an illusion or pretense that we have met them for pretend friendship and communication. If these three examples are the first matches, I dread to think what the ones further down the list are like. I think you have a better chance of making a friend sticking a pin in the phone book.

I will see if anything useful happens as a member of this group but at present I feel like going out into the sunshine, yes folks we had temperatures of 14° and actual sun,  and enjoy nature and the sound of birds.

…. later ….. I went along to my allotment and met a new plot holder, Andrea, who is from Czechoslovakia. She is recreating the type of garden she was used to in that country with all sorts of unusual features which the average English allotment would not contain. We had a conversation, a real-life conversation, but in order to have a conversation we both had to use initiative and just get out there.

Let’s face it, who needs Facebook?

Why a second opinion is important

I’m itching to send out my new combination of newsletter and announcement about a new website. Francoise thinks that it should be sent out this Wednesday which will be a whole 14 days, two weeks, after the website was first launched on the Internet. I did not feel entirely comfortable about sending it out today Monday but I could think of no “reason” for this feeling. However, I have decided to follow her and suppress my impatience and desire for instant manifestation.

I could liken the making of a decision on your own like trying to figure out stereophonic sound listening to one speaker. One thing we lack with our pet projects is an objective view on how the other person, or the population, will take it. We need a second opinion to get perspective. Our enthusiasm can make us believe what we want to believe which can often result in disappointment and financial difficulty. “Build it and they will come” can be true but it can take a long time and they can come in dribs and drabs [‘dribs’ is short for dribble and ‘drabs’ is a reduplication, similar to hanky-panky or topsy-turvey].

I have sometimes been afraid to ask for a second opinion because I didn’t want to be told that my precious idea had any faults. It was probably not the case but there may need to be one or two adjustments in emphasis, timing or content which could make the difference between success and failure. There is a major fault in that people who are close to something assume that everyone else can grasp the context. It’s not the people are stupid, but you have to spell it out clear as day to reach into people’s mind who got a dozen other things to think about. Someone said to me once ‘talk as if to an intelligent 11-year-old and that will be about right’. I have to say that this quote is a few years old and it does not take into account the continual dumbing down of the so-called education system so maybe I should say an intelligent 15-year-old.

So this analogy may help those who have got a great idea. Just think of a combination lock. You can have three other numbers right and if one of them is wrong the lock will still not open. I think that two things should happen before you make a decision. The first one is to ask yourself if you really need to make the decision straightaway and if not sleep on it and see how you feel in the morning. The second thing is to find a friend and run it by them. The experience of speaking with them may set certain processes in your mind without them having to say a word. It may be that the idea is right but the timing is wrong.

It is not a question of the ego but a question of being sensible and seeing what’s going on out there before launching your next widget which will change the world. Watching Dragons Den on BBC TV is a really good learning experience. People spend tens of thousands of pounds, untold hours over years and yet there is an obvious flaw or fault that an experienced consultant could have spotted in a couple of hours. Is it pride that makes us not want to ask?

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Today, another rainy and miserable day as you would expect on a bank holiday Monday. On the news this morning, there was an advice that the annual daffodil Festival in Mells is discouraging cars because the field in which they are normally parked is waterlogged. The organisers had to lay on shuttle buses from Radstock and Frome. This is the problem with having an early Easter. Since most of the trade stalls are on the tarmac it shouldn’t be too bad. A temperature of 9°C would put me off as it is at the moment as I write this. For some reason, children seem to be insulated from the cold maybe by their own happiness. I see children sporting skimpy T-shirts when I am fully dressed against the elements.

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The afternoon and evening spent making further adjustments to my website, adding on bits, adding on pictures. In two days time the baby will be two weeks old.

Easter Day – is life worth living?

I had a strange conversation yesterday afternoon  with someone on my way to Sainsburys. He was mumbling to himself and said that the weather meant that “life was not worth living”. I replied fairly incoherently that it wasn’t the weather that was the point but I was struck by his stance. He started speaking to me when he was behind me which is quite unusual and he continued to speak after he left me. I suppose if there is no one to talk to you, you end up talking to yourself. I left him at this point but just wondered what story was behind this cry of help which said that life was not worth living. Maybe his wife had just left him. Maybe someone close to him had died. I shall never know.

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The churchyard is quite a historical record. I love the succinct statement implying they are reunited in heaven and not just the two bodies with no life in the many more. I noticed this on my stroll through the churchyard to matins at which there was communion. I had to take the bus as my car is sitting waiting for someone to put a new alternator in it. There were 40 souls gathered including two families that I have not seen before, one with a rather noisy child. The church has a tolerance of children which I suppose doesn’t matter too much if you can hear what is going on and your concentration is not disturbed. There was communion and I noted that one or two people unfamiliar with the rite knelt at the rail for the reception of the bread but became flustered and left before the wine was offered.

The bread and wine are given by the celebrant as a symbol of the body and blood of Christ. I believe that Catholics think that by some magic the bread and wine actually become the body and blood of Christ. I think it’s called trans-substantiation. I regard this as an attempt by the Catholic Church to increase its dependence on the Mass a.k.a. control over the minds and the wallets of the population but then I’m a cynic of course.

I think I will stick with the symbolism.