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Jul. 6th, 2017 | 12:00 pm


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Jul. 5th, 2017 | 12:00 pm


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diminished empathy and the ugly American

Jul. 4th, 2017 | 07:45 pm
Feeling...: thoughtfulthoughtful

If you do a bit of google-fu around diminished empathy you will discover that ingesting certain highly popular medicines has a side-effect of diminishing the recipient's empathy. Now, I want you to think about this in terms of the current state of our population and how current politics are anti-people to the point of species traitors. What's going on here? It seems to me that such ingredient with such side effect must be intentional based solely on how many people are regularly ingesting these medicines. Who would want diminished empathy in a population?

If this is intentional, it is yet another face of the war on the people through food, water and common medicines. I believe it is likely quite intentional.

You already know I currently advocate for 100% local shopping, avoid corporate stores. I already advocate you avoid glyphosate (round-up ready crops) that are in 80% of all foods in grocery stores (go GMO free) and now I advocate you avoid these common medicines. I am not listing them here because I really want you to google-fu the issue for yourself and for you to reason this out on your own terms.

(from Wikipedia) Empathy is the capacity to understand or feel what another person is experiencing from within the other person's frame of reference, i.e., the capacity to place oneself in another's position.

An intentional reduction in empathy is a prelude to violence, a way to 'condition' people so they don't 'care' for the welfare of others.

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Jun. 14th, 2017 | 12:00 pm


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about teeth

Jun. 13th, 2017 | 05:15 pm
Feeling...: teethy

Today was all about a fitting with Dr. Sam. And, voila, I have 3 new teeth on a plate in my mouth and now I look like I have good teeth for the first time in about 20 years or so. They feel weird. They eat weird. They drink weird but, at least I no longer sound like Elmer Fudd.

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Jun. 11th, 2017 | 12:00 pm

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Jun. 11th, 2017 | 09:00 am
Feeling...: amusedamused

Strawberries - 3 of them. All rather small but tasty. I augmented with some store bought for my smoothy - be jealous now :) ::hee hee::

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Jun. 11th, 2017 | 08:17 am
Feeling...: thoughtfulthoughtful

Most people have watched a movie or read a book about prescience (foreknowledge). Usually these stories involve life and death in some way. It's all very dramatic.

Well, not so much. I've long had experiences of prescience and most do not involve life and death.

In my current home I share space with a number of housemates, but, it is MY kitchen (full of mostly my stuff and I do dishes daily, unlike some nameless others) I have one housemate who has delicate glassware (see photo) She also thinks doing dishes means soaking and hoping someone else will wash them. :( I have asked her to not leave her fine glasses in the sink full of dirty water. She mostly ignores my request. So, I experience some annoyance and in the past few weeks 2 were broken. Still, she did nothing.

Over the past 3-4 days my prescient sense flared up until yesterday it was screaming. She had two glasses full of dirty water left in the sink for 3 days straight. I 'KNEW' (felt) an intersection was imminent where her glass would be broken. Finally I confronted her and specifically asked her to wash and dry her glasses. She grunted. About an hour later I went into the kitchen to find that 'drying' meant placing them near the edge of the counter near the drying rack. Pfft. So, I decided to move them out of harms way (5 cats live here) and put them on her shelf.

As I opened her cupboard a glass something hurled down to shatter on the tile countertop throwing shards literally 20 feet away. I was barefoot. A house visitor in the adjacent living room watched and said it was like slow motion. I stood rigid and she fetched my slip on sandals.

I spent the next 30-40 minutes cleaning glass from everywhere. My son came home and he took over vacuuming after where I had swept (thankfully). Turns out the top shelf had collapsed. I fixed it.

This is everyday prescience. It showed up like an anxiety in my body and mind centered specifically on her glassware. I wanted to post this here to illustrate that each of us experiences prescience in our everyday life. How well we interpret the messages depends almost entirely on how much we practice listening to our inner sensory array and validating when this accurately happens to us. If you deny prescience you are less likely to make the connections.

I am no longer feeling the glass breakage imminent feeling. So, for the moment the issue is at rest. I never know precisely how a situation will unfold. Any person opening that cupboard would have been showered in glass shards. It happened to be me (that is why the sense was so strong for me). I'm hoping this helps you (the reader) to develop and use your inner senses to help you navigate your life. I wasn't hurt. No one was hurt. It was just an event. The second photo is of my glass shelf. As you can see my fine glassware is not in this cupboard at all. Mine is in a case in the dining room. My everyday ware is thick glass like Anchor Hocking or even plastic. I don't like shattered glass. I walk barefoot all day every day in my home.

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Jun. 10th, 2017 | 03:33 pm
Feeling...: sadsad

So, here's the thing, all spring I've been knee-deep in a renovation project that is finally starting to wrap up. I'm a project-focused kind of person even though I do small projects on the side. This means my time is probably going to loosen up a bit. However, I have BIG project just starting to ramp up. At this point it only requires a small but intense amount of my attention, once we get our building permit it is likely I will be project managing for 9 months to a year. In between I do art and often a lot of writing. At the moment I have several books either ready to format or nearly ready. While formatting is important it isn't the same as writing. I miss writing but I don't want a bunch of stories started and left to rot. This is somewhat why I am beading a kindle cover along with a host of other short-term creative projects. Still, I miss my writing.

For those of you following me on twitter you may have noticed I stopped posting about politics. After Bernie was cheated out of the presidency and we ended up with this treasonous asshat I decided my sanity was vastly more important than allowing the cruds into my noggin. So I pruned the feeds down to nearly no politics. I'm back to voting with my pocketbook and tailoring my spending away from the greedy 1%. It's the ONLY thing they pay attention to anyway. I still keep up with what Bernie is doing cause he's still the bomb. Mostly I grieve for my planet and all life on this planet. We (as a species) SUCK!!!

Rant over.

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kindle project, more

Jun. 10th, 2017 | 03:25 pm
Feeling...: beady

So, I un-beaded twice. Sometimes it takes a few attempts to sort out exactly what you want to do. I'm using size 8 beads now - my first effort was a mix of 8 and 6s that looked pretty awful. The 11s were simply too small for my spacing so back to solid 8s. This required a trip to Legendary Beads for more 8s and just cause...

Then I needed to vacuum...

This was after a trip to storage...

Followed by the grocery store...

Does this sound like procrastination to you?

Uh huh...

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