Joe's End Of The Rainbow.

Joe Smithson had lived to the ripe old age of 97.Perhaps him being born into a farming family and his almost living outside all and everyday had helped.He had never listened to what was meant to be bad for you foodwise, but just ate what he fancied, when he fancied it.

He had been walking his favourite dog, on a freezing cold winters day in February, walking across the field by his house; he was given no warning of his impending doom; no symptoms of any kind and certainly no feeling of foreboding. In fact he felt happy, but that was his normal frame of mind and is probably the main reason that he had lived so long.

He opened the big old back  door and was grateful for the rush of heat that greeted him from the roaring logs in the old- fashioned large fireplace.The dog rushed to his favourite spot in front of the fire.Joe sat down in his usual bow - backside windsor chair and put his old hands on to the cherry wood kitchen table that he had had for as long as he could remember.His hands patted it, as if thanking it for being here.He had never done that before, and he wondered if he was saying goodbye to it, but that didn't make sense, as he had no intention of getting rid of his trusty kitchen table.
.He suddenly remembered all the great times he had had at this very table.The laughter, the great meals, the tankards of ale or carafes of wine all flooded back to him with a force and clarity that surprised him, as he rarely thought of the past.

He looked at his beloved collie dog who was now sitting up, staring at him with a very sad look in his eyes
The dog started making a weird crying sound. It was then that Joe's heart stopped beating.

The next thing he knew he was walking up a bright tree- lined avenue.The grass under his feet was very short and intermingled with a strange sort of moss.It was the colour of the grass that amazed him though, as it was a luminous green. Everything around him seemed to sparkle. The huge  trees all seemed to possess their own twilight style light.

He saw that at the end of the avenue there was a bright dazzling white light.He knew that he must pass through this.As he got nearer the light, he was surprised to see that, despite of its brightness, he could see people on the other side; people he was sure he knew.They appeared to be waiting for him.

He suddenly heard a voice he hadn't heard for thirty years. It was his father.

"Welcome home Joe"

Then his mother calling," We've been waiting for you Joe ".

He started walking faster, though somehow it didn't feel like normal walking. He had never felt so fit and light since he had been a young man, but he felt lighter than he had thought it was possible to feel.

He walked through the light that didn't, he was surprised to find, dazzle him.
He now seemed to be walking on some kind of mist, yet he could still feel the grass and moss under his feet.

Everone he had ever loved and been friends with were standing in front of him .They were all lined up as if waiting for a photograph to be taken. At their feet were all the pets he had had.

They broke up and gathered round him. Everyone was saying the same thing,"Welcome Home Joe".

There was so much to say, so many questions to ask. He felt overwhelmed.

His mother hugged him and said ,"Joe, listen, you must go and see theP.E. at once.''

The P.E.- it rang a bell .

" The Principal Elucidator has to see you at once." She said smiling that smile he knew he would never forget.

Joe suddenly found himself sitting alone on a soft fluffy cloud. Through the cloud emerged a very impressive looking man dressed in a white gown.

"Welcome home Joe" The voice was strong , but gentle.

He continued,"Let me introduce myself because you are bound to have forgotten me. I'm the Principal Elucidator Trained Envoy Regulator.Quite a title eh ?" His eyes twinkled.". In fact my full title is,  The Sequential Time Principal Elucidator Trained Envoy Regulator. Most beings call me St. Peter for short."

Joe gasped."You're St. Peter. Then I must be dead "

St.Peter smiled. "You have been unhooked from the holotime frame yes, and to you, you think you are dead, but in fact you are more alive now than you were when you were in the game."

Joe stared at him in amazement." What game are you talking about?. I don't understand what's going on ? ."
He spluttered staring at St. Peter.

St.Peter started walking slowly on the cloud. "Look, He said," You are a bit confused at the moment, and that's perfectly natural. This is your home. You have been participating  in a game. You have simply now stopped playing the game. In fact you decided when you signed up for the game when you would exit it.You even decided how you would exit it . You made a very good choice. You wouldn't believe how some people choose to leave the game. It takes all sorts I guess, "

Joe looked around him.So, He thought, I have died, but what this guy is talking about doesn't make sense to me. I was living on planet Earth, and he's telling me it was all just a game How could it have been just a  game ?
" A game like Charades ?" Joe managed to blurt out when he remembered the games he used to play at Christmas with his family.

" That's an excellent comparison Joe, "ST.Peter assured him."But the holotime you chose to be in is more like Call Of Duty or Warcraft, with all the bloodshed and wars in that particular holotime sequence".

Joe thought for a moment and then asked," What's the game called then ?"

St.Peter sat down. He had the look of a man who was delivering the same speech he had said a thousand times before.

"Well, you know those games they had on Earth, in the holotime you were in, those computer games. You were in,what you would understand as, a highly advanced computer game called  The E- Adventure Ride Through Holotime.We call it, again for short, The E- Arth Game, or simply The Earth Game."

St .Peter paused to let this information sink in. He then continued,"Look, it's a bit of a shock for you now, but this really is your home and not the Earth. If you liked it so much you can play the game again if you like. It's up to you.The reason you're confused is , we took your memory away before you started the game.It's that that makes the game seem so real. Think about it, if you remembered being here you would always know that you were just playing a game.After all, it is one of the most popular games we have, despite it being really nasty sometimes."

St. Peter stood up again and pointed," See that cloud nearby with a rainbow's end on it."
Joe looked where he was pointing. "Yes" He said, What about it ?"

" I want you to walk over to the cloud and say to the rainbow one word, and that word is 'replay'.
Then on the rainbow, a screen will appear and  you will see your life as you would watch a film.It will all flash by ,what you would consider as quite fast, but as there is no time here it won't really do that. Never mind, you can't understand that as you still have the holotime frame of mind.As you watch your life you will understand and learn a great deal that didn't make sense to you while you were in the game.You will experience a host of emotions, but that's still really part of the game. We call it the Postscript. You understand ?"

Joe started standing up, " Yes, St. Peter I understand, but after that what happens?"

St.Peter laughed softly, "Then, to really be back home you have to drink from a river. This will appear before you, directly the replay of your life has finished.Drink by puting your hands in the river and then you will truly understand what it's all about ".

As Joe walked over to the rainbow, he called back," So I wasn't really a person ?"

"No, you were a hologram", came the reply across the clouds.

I see , thought Joe, but he didn't really see at all.

He sat down with the end of the rainbow in front of him.
"Playback," He said .

The rainbow changed into a large screen."The Life Of Joe Smithson" appeared.

There was his old farmhouse kitchen, and there he was a baby crawling on the floor,,,,,,,

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The Fear

                                                     "Love is what we are born with.
                                                      Fear is what we learn here".
                                                      Marianne Williamson.


Fear rules. Fear dominates our culture. Fear is the number one controller in our lives. We are programmed by fear to live in fear.

Our society is the perfect playground for this destructive emotion to soar to dizzy heights, with its swings of changing fortunes, roundabouts of galloping horses that might throw you off at any moment, and that extra special one, the ghost train where your worst fears can be encountered.

Governments and cruel, unfeeling bosses love us to be in a state of fear, because when someone is scared, they are very easy to control.That is why, after one of the greatest crimes against humanity,9.11 was done, (no, a man living in a cave didn't arrange that) fear has been rampant

First of all, in the initial aftermath of this tragedy,people believed in the official story; they only believed it because they were in  a state of shock, and later when they had time and sense to reflect , the ones who were slightly more awake than the others, slowly, very slowly realised that what they had been told was impossible to have happened the way we were told it did Later, more started opening their eyes.

In the weeks and months that followed this, everyone suffered from post -traumatic stress. The government in the U.S. A. knew, of course, that this would be the case, and using this moment  they started to implement a string of laws to restrict peoples freedom ; people were too stunned by the images they had witnessed to object..They would not have got away with this without 9.11., and they knew it.They might be stupid, but they are as  cunning.as  serpents..

Britain did the same, but not on such a drastic scale, after its home-grown 7. 7 underground and bus bombs.This was another false flag to keep the  support, which was getting very weak at that time,for overseas wars, and the fictional war on terror going.

After this  though, as in the U.S A. the British were scared of further attacks.Most people, nowadays probably think it unlikely that another attack will happen, but a small lingering fear remains.Images of death and destruction have a tremendous impact on our emotions, and are retained in our memories

Apart from this, you have the fear of sudden extreme weather. Just look at what is happening in America right now, as I write..New York has been devastated by a mega- storm ,Sandy,and its still doing the rounds of other states.In the U.K. there was drought and flooding this year on such a scale that it has been announced that this year was the strangest weather ever recorded.

Since the banks robbed us all, unless you're the 1%, we live in fear that we won't have enough money to get through the month, won't be able to pay the bills and might have electricity, gas or water cut off, or , in some cases , all of them cut off.Not to mention worrying about not being able to pay the mortgage, rent , loans or credit cards.

A big monster of a fear is getting a major illness that can kill you. We are bombarded with news about how many people will get this or that disease, until you start worrying about your own health or about a harmless spot on you hand..If you smoke, any clearing of the throat, or sudden cough,and you imagine a terrifying future.If you enjoy a drink you start thinking about all that talk of how bad it is for you. Strange that, as they used to say it was good for you.

On top of that, even if you do get ill you now read that the drugs old big pharma may give you might be more dangerous than the illness.

Fear that your country is turning into a police state, or should that read , has turned into a police state, what with all the spy cameras watching every move you make, your online activities observed and tracked and the police using tasers  given half a chance. They used one, in England, on a blind 70 year old with a white stick the other week. The official reason for this was they thought the white stick was a sword!The policeman who did this is still in uniform.

Fear that your food is full of poisons is now emerging.This is actually aired in main stream newspapers.in the U.K.

Fear that the flouride in the water and toothpaste will kill you.

Fear of war and possibly a third  world war what with Israel and the U.S.A. showering Iran with words full of fire and brimstone, with the loyal puppet, Britain, trotting alongside.The U.S.A is not the only major player on our sick World stage; you have Russia and China too.

All of the above are apart from the fears you had before the ones I have described.

The most common ones,in no particular order, according to many different sites I found through Google, are:

losing freedom,the unknown, pain, disappointment, flying, public speaking, heights, the dark, intimacy, death, failure,rejection, spiders and commitment.
Some of these are really what are called phobias.

What is really sad is that this damaging emotion is now found to be high in children.Childline, U.K. in its 25th Annual Snapshot reveals that they received 1.5 million appeals for help last year, and 270,000 by e mail.The childrens cries were all related to fear.

Here are the four worst ones they received.
1. Family conflicts. Hearing parents row about money frequently really upset the children and made them contact Childline.

2.Bullying.This was reported to be most common for those aged 7 to 10 with older boys doing the bullying.It was usually done on the way home from school.

3.Physical abuse- details were not given.

4.Self harm.

Our society is not just rotten, it's rotten to the core, and is like a very bad apple full of maggots.Unless we dismantle the whole structure it will self-destruct.

We must firstly banish fear from our lives in all its shapes and forms.The only way to do this is to live completely, absolutely and utterly in the present moment.Fear is always set in time. Without time fear cannot exist, because like time, fear is fake. The present moment is the only'real'there is.

The more fear we have, the more fearful the World gets.Our inner World is reflected in our outer World. We can't stop. at present , the mass lunacy that is going on in the wide World, but we can change what is going on in our immediate surroundings. This can only be done with our own minds.

Next time you feel fear overpower you, focus on a part of your body, such as your hand and at the same time really be in the present.Then look around you and say to yourself' 'This is now, this is my precious now'.

Where is the fear now.? It's gone .

"Ochi "Day Then And" Ochi" Day Now.

Can you hear the people saying 'No, No No' ? It sounds loud and clear to me.I am pretty sure that it sounds loud and clear to most of the Greek population.Funny how the three wise men at the top completely ignore it.

Today is 'ochi' ( no ) day in Greece.

I'm sure most Greek readers know the history of this, but I will briefly go into it, as it is essential , to give clarity to the rest of the post.

According to Wikipedia, on 28.10. 1940 at dawn, after a party at the German Embassy in Athens, the Italian Ambassador, Emanuele Grazzi, demanded that Greece allows Axis forces to enter Greek territory and occupy ' strategic locations' or otherwise face war.

It was allegedly answered by Ionnis Metaxis, the Greek dictator at that time, with a single laconic word 'Oxi' (no). However, his actual reply was,"Then, it is war.".

On the morning of 28th October the Greek population took to the streets shouting' ochi'. From 1942 it was celebrated as ' ochi' day.

Fast forward some 72 years later and today, Greeks celebrate this day.

Actually, I don't think Greeks are in the mood to celebrate at the moment. A lot of the people are out on the streets, not to celebrate, but to complain about the way they have been, are being, and will be treated in the days, months and years ahead.

It's odd that Germany is involved in this, yet again. There is a big difference though, to what the government said in 1940 to what the government in Greece is now saying

In 1940 Metaxas said,"Then it is war ", whereas the government in power today have said,"Yes Frau, Yes Frau, yes Herr, yes Herr, anything you want us to do we will do; we will oblige you .".

It is the people who are now saying what the government should have said, and they are saying 'ochi'(no) to the most cruel austerity punishment inflicted on any country in peacetime.

Shame that those in power  are deaf to the very people who allow them to live their lavish lifestyles.

There is something terribly, terribly wrong when the 'ochi' day parade- a day of national pride- has to have the sort of security that you might expect to see if a foreign power had taken the country over.Well, I suppose, in some ways that is exactly what has happened.Everything that foreign powers have demanded , has been implemented, and it's causing immense suffering to all people from all walks of life.

Thousands of police to guard the politicians, with spectators forced to watch at a distance of 1000 metres, shows the massive gulf between the ordinary people and those that the ordinary people are meant to have elected.Last year the 28th October parade in Thessalonki was cancelled shortly before it began, after the Greek President was insulted.

In some cities this year, like in Irakleo, Crete, citizens have organised a people parade. In Northern Greece, in Naousa, the people there are also having a people parade after the official one.Wonder how much T.V. coverage these people parades will get. Not much, would be my guess.

The people are speaking, they are shouting, screaming even, but no one is listening.

Greece was the birthplace of democracy. An interesting word that. It comes from two words; demo meaning 'the people' and kratia meaning 'the people rule'
John Lennon's song' "Power To The People" was considered a revolutionary song , when all he was singing about was democracy.

I haven't seen that lately, have you ?.

Old Big Pharma Has A Mental Illness

Some extremely wise doctor has come out with this gem: "Creativity is a mental illness".

According to an article on the B.B.C. site by Michelle Roberts dated 17.10 2012. creativity is closely entwined with mental illness.Actually the actual report doesn't soft shoe shuffle like Ms Roberts does, but says quite clearly that creative people have a mental illness.

The article declares that a study was done on a million people,  ( I don't recall any sudy of this size before in this field, so the powers that be really want us to believe this one) and it was discovered that writers had a higher risk of anxiety and bipolar disorders,shizophrenia,onipolar depression and substance abuse.

I suspect that the only truthfull words in the above are the last two words.

The research was conducted by Swedish researchers at the Karolinska Institute.

Add to the above concoction of disorders the fact that they are almost twice as likely as the general population to kill themselves, and it appears that writers really do have a hard life and, in some cases, a quick death.

It goes on. Dancers and photographers were more likely to have bipolar disorder.

The report then seems to contradict itself by saying that as a group, those in the creative professions were no more likely to suffer from psychiatric disorders than other peopleMaybe the 'no'before the words'more likely' was an error., caused by being distracted at the sounds of the skeletons that are tumbling out of the cupboards at the B.B.C of late. They have a serious sex scandal on their hands at the moment which goes back 40 years.

Beth Murphy,head of information at MIND had the following killjoy soundbite ;"It is important that we do not romanticise people with mental health problems,who are too often portrayed as struggling creative geniuses."

I have a horrible thought about this study which I will expound later.

The B.B.C. then, tells us about four writers, as if supplying proof for the findings in the report.

Virginia Woolf who had depression and killed herself.
Hans Christian Anderson had depression.
Ernest Hemmingay had depression and killed himself.
Graham Greene had bipolar disorder.
Wow, they could only find four !
One presumes, or is meant to presume that these are just the tip of the iceberg, and that they couldn't be bothered to give a long list,More likely, a long list does not exist.
I bet any profession would have the same, if not more people who have mental health issues.

According to Infowars.com, upwards of 70% of the psychiatrists who write the conditions are on the payroll of those who produce the drugs to treat the conditions.

What is disturbing is Dr. Kyaga's comment that,"The doctor and the patient must come to an agreement on what is to be treated and at what cost."

Ah, now it's all making senses what the plan is..If you are creative you must rush to your doctor and beg to be cured.

Old Big Pharma ( plug for my song on you tube) have targetted a new group of people. They must be rubbing their hands together at the thought of all the mega- bucks they'll get from this lot.The have got the elderly, then aimed at the middle-aged, then the young, teenagers, infants and toddlers. Now those creative, weird types.

They want such people to stuff old big pharma'a poisoned little pills down their throats to stop their creativity..

Creative people are a grave threat to the Establishment. Why do you think so many books have been burned in the past ?That is why at schools, colleges. and all main-stream so called"Educational" Institutions it has, and now, more than ever never been encouraged.

What is wanted are mindless, uncreative zombies who simply obey.People who simply do anything they are told; people who don't question; people who are turned into robots Put simply it has been decided to cull the creative types.

I can just imagine a mother recoil in horror at seeing her son Joey's first attempts at drawing a house.
She watches in fear as he sucks the pencil and then attempts to make a crude drawing of  a quaint little house.She snatches the paper away from him and tells him to go and do something useful, and watch T.V. and not to waste his time.

Later, in the evening, when the creative child is in bed, she turns to her husband and says,"I'm awfully worried about Joey.He did the most weird thing today. ". She pauses to make sure he is listening,".You know, he was actually using a pencil and drawing a house on a piece of paper."

The husband drags his eyes from the sport he is watching and turns to face her .I must have his attention, she thought, as he doesn't usually take his eyes off the screen.

He looks alarmed. He says slowly,"Joey, I'm afraid must have a mental illness, it's called creativity and I've heard all about it on all the channels.Don't worry though, when you go to the doctor tomorrow to get your anti-depressant pills, take Joey with you.The doc will give him some pills and he'll be fine. It's curable, you see. But do take him tomorrow, we don't want this thing to develop."

" Oh yes, I will. Don't worry about that."

I'll tell you Dr,Kyaga and Beth Murphy the people who have a mental illness.

1. People who make up lies to start a war.

2. People who send teenagers to kill and be killed in foreign lands that have never been a threat to their own country.

3. People, who when the soldiers return home with physical injuries and mental illness, do hardly anything to help them.

4.People who kill innocent animals, solely for the fun of it.

5.People who take other peoples homes away from them, after robbing them for years to pay for this home.

6.People who pollute the seas, rivers and land and let animals die, because of their greed.

7.People who employ a workforce, make them work 12 to 16 hours a day and pay them a pittance, while they earn a fortune because of their employees.

8.People who make children sit for 6 to 8 hours a day and fill their minds with lies, distorted truth, and never tell them how to be their true selves.

9.People who demand that an entire population of a country has to survive on starvation wages.

10.People who make the sick and disabled suffer by cutting financial allowances for them.

11. People who violently attack their fellow countrymen with teargas, pepper spray, rubber bullets, water cannon and tasers, when they are demonstrating against their government.

12 People who don't pay wages to workers for months,  but earn huge sums themselves.

13 People who fire drones to kill innocent  men, women and children.

I'm afraid I could go on forever here, but I won't.Just one more.

14 Old Big Pharma.








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