Archive for November, 2009

Pandemic in the Ukraine

Monday, November 30th, 2009

My heart goes out to the people in the Ukraine. There is so much going on within their borders and Western news outlets are barely covering the story. I pray for them and hope their plight does not get pushed to the side. What happens to one segment of the population happens to all of us and for some reason I feel deeply our not helping them now in their time of need is going to come back and haunt us all in a very big way, Come on now, borders being closed and news blackouts – isn’t the 21st century supposed to be about freedom and self expression instead of oppression? What is happening there may very well be a frightening precursor to what may lie ahead for other peoples and nations if we don’t rise up to help our brothers and sisters. At a minimum, please send some positive thoughts their way.

Below are excerpts taken directly from Project Camelot – the first place I saw reporting on the outbreak. Kudos to Bill & Kerry!

24 November 2009

• As promised, here’s an expanded report from our Ukraine update yesterday.

We’ve not communicated directly with our source, who relayed this report via an intermediary who spoke to her in depth on the phone two days ago. The source is a doctor and qualified nutritionist in Kyiv [Kiev] with recent hands-on experience of treating patients who are seriously ill with what the Russians are calling “Mutant Black Lung” – apparently an apt name for a horrific and often fatal set of symptoms.

The problem (corroborated by Dr Henry L Niman and others) is that the H1N1 virus has mutated and the new strain goes straight to the bottom of the lungs where it causes massive bleeding triggered by a cytokine storm. It’s the patient’s own immune over-reaction that kills them. This is what happened in the second wave in the fall of 1918 (click here and here for historical archives and photos). It’s not pneumonia, and it’s not pneumonic plague (which is a bacterium, not a virus – but more on that below in the final paragraph of this report). However, it’s extremely nasty and can be a very fast killer of anyone affected.

Our source said that she had kept some one seriously ill patient alive with intramuscular injections of Vitamin D: up to 30,000 IU, twice a day. This was a surgeon who had suddenly collapsed in the operating theater 40 minutes after waking up one morning. The surgeon’s colleague was not so lucky: he collapsed two hours later, and was dead the next day.

She personally witnessed aircraft spraying something that was slimy and smelly over Lviv. These were NOT chemtrails – it was more like crop-dusting. The altitude was about 1500 feet [500 meters]. They were large aircraft: the windows in her 4-story building shook when one of the planes passed. This was three days before the outbreak there. That report is matched by information she learned in Kyiv, where the same planes were reported and again the outbreak occurred three days later.

There are restrictions in travel: the source’s husband had to bribe his way to cross one national border. In many villages one cannot leave. In larger towns, however, it’s easier to find a way out. Taxi drivers are not permitted to leave a city without a military licence. The source reported on one occasion seeing several pick-up trucks traveling together between cities which had on them a sign to the effect that one should keep clear as there were bodies on board.

About 10% of patients are recovering quickly and discharging after a few days. The rest are still in hospital and if not dead are not recovering after even three weeks. She noted that they might still die, so it’s impossible to establish the true CFR [Case Fatality Rate]. In the Kyiv hospital where she works 40% of the staff are ill and the 600 bed hospital – usually 2/3 full – now has 1200 patients and they have even had to move bodies out of the morgue to make room for beds. Many who did not fall ill are not reporting to work. The healthcare system is breaking down. There is nothing in the pharmacies except for Aspirin – if one is lucky. Locals are falling back on traditional remedies and some groups (for instance) were going into the forest to hunt for medicinal mushrooms because they had nothing else to use.

No-one in Ukraine has accurate statistics. But WHO officials have been seen in many locations. Her colleagues are baffled because they look to the western media for news reports… and they see nothing. They cannot understand this. But what’s happening in Ukraine is now being well reported in Russia. Furthermore, this H1N1 mutation is now apparently being encountered in Poland, Turkey, Russia and the Czech Republic.

The source had encountered cases of bubonic and pneumonic plague professionally and was familiar with the symptoms. In this new epidemic, the severe lung damage was so similar to pneumonic plague that she said “it was as if someone had taken the bacterial component of the plague and shoved it into a virus”. Please note that we are not medically qualified and cannot comment on this remark, which may have been meant descriptively rather than scientifically. We do understand that bacteria and viruses are very different, spread differently, affect the body differently, and need to be treated differently. Also please note an important interview with a Ukrainian Coroner here (a short, must-read report) – which seems very likely to be accurate. We await further information. We are also interviewing Dr Bill Deagle again within the next 48 hours.
–Bill

23 November 2009 – update 2

• We have just received an indirect report from an apparently reliable source in Ukraine – confirming (in essence) what we reported here yesterday. More on this within 24 hours when we can update in more detail. Our source is keeping patients alive with massive doses of Vitamin D (30,000 IU per day- see our recent interview with Gabriele Stähler). In Russia, the problem is being termed “Mutant Black Lung” – the H1N1 mutation, attacking the bottom of the lungs, which has just been disclosed by the WHO. Ukraine is in partial lockdown and there is quite a lot of chaos. More soon.

ME AGAIN – that bit about sprays being targeted towards the population, driving into NYC yesterday from Connecticut, the beautiful blue sky was dotted with planes followed by “clouds” not dissipating. It was quite noticeable on such a gorgeous day.

History of Assassins

Monday, November 30th, 2009

This has been told to me before but the story is so fascinating I’d like to document the facts for myself and if you find them interesting too, then great…much of this is taken directly from the book Gods of Eden by William Bramley.

To start with, the word assassin derives from the word “hasshishin” which means users of hashish. The Assassins promoted the virtues of mind-altering drugs as a way to achieve mystical enlightenment. As a side note, my hairdresser last week told me he had a friend who did tons of crystal meth then would read all sorts of deep metaphysical books in an attempt to gain enlightenment, which worked to a certain extent. My response to him, “can you get me some crystal meth?” He replied, “you’re too cute, I wouldn’t let you do that.” Damn! My one foray into drugs as a way to reach enlightenment happened in Amsterdam, and, sadly, no one will let me repeat the adventure.

Bramley writes the following…How did the assassin sect get young men to commit murders? It is not easy to make people kill others. Marco Polo, the famous 13th century traveler, one of the earliest people to describe the Assassin programming technique. According to Mr. Polo, a portion of the Assassin fortress in Alamut had been converted into a beautiful secret garden fashioned after the paradise described in Mohammed’s visions of Heaven. The garden grew almost every imaginable type of fruit and was watered with streams of milk, wine and honey. The palaces were beautifully ornamented and had a company of singers, dancers, and musicians. If certain young men in the region showed promise as potential murderers, they were drugged, usually with opium or hasish and taken to the secret garden. There they were pampered for a few days and nothing was denied them, including women. They were then drugged again and returned to their homes. The young men believed that Assasin leaders had transported them to Heaven and back. Eager to return, the young men would gladly follow the instructions of their Assasin leaders.

Makes you think what may be behind some of the killings in the name of a higher power we’ve seen in the not too recent past, doesn’t it?

Alone in a City of Millions

Monday, November 30th, 2009

Walking the streets of New York City yesterday, I felt completely alone. That’s what I often felt when I lived there. One wouldn’t think that could happen in a city of millions of people. When I lived there, I managed a comedy club in the Village and worked at an entertainment company at Central Park so it’s not like I wasn’t surrounded by people 24×7. But I wasn’t surrounded by people on the same wave length and with whom I completely clicked – that’s the difference. It’s a sad thought really – how many souls are walking the earth feeling alone?

Now, I did not feel lonely yesterday – I’ve got so much swimming in my head, feel the oneness of people and am completely secure in my being. In fact, I am a walking army. Listening to the concert at the Nicolas Roerich museum, I looked around at the audience – Spanish teenagers there for a class project and old Russian people there for a social night out – and felt complete oneness with them. There was nothing separating us except the physical vehicles we chose to occupy this lifetime. It was a fascinating feeling.

Contrast being in the city feeling alone to spending the day at my house on Saturday reading and meandering around the property without any outside contact whatsoever – not one ounce of “aloneness” arose. Being in touch with nature and the beauty I created in each and every piece I chose and placed around the place is fulfilling beyond words. Every so often, I need days of solitude as I give so much energy to others throughout my life – to my clients, to my businesses, to people in the grocery store – everywhere I go. So, reigning it all back into solitude every so often is a necessary luxury.

What completed the day in NYC however were the small personal interactions I had here and there – the lady at the makeup counter shared some personal tidbits and her beauty shined through as she spoke, the waiter at Isabella’s shared a bit of himself telling me about shooting a film in Fairfield, Connecticut, then launched into his Keanu Reeves as a waiter bit for me. It really is the small personal interactions one may not think mean anything that actually have the capacity to touch another’s heart and soul. So small things like smiling at another or holding the door open for someone behind you can have much more of an impact than you will ever know.

NYC & Keanu Reeves at the Angelika Theatre

Sunday, November 29th, 2009

Keanu fans – skip to the end. Everyone else, read on…

Have always wanted to visit the Nicholas Roerich Museum in NYC. He’s a Russian painter from the 1920’s whose art is supposed to elicit deep spiritual understandings and meanings. Friends had told me about it and the reviews I read online about his work along with the countless ways in which he inspired others were stellar. Not only was a piano concert to be offered there today but also a red lipstick I ordered at Barney’s from Fresh came in, so the perfect uptown day was now planned.

While at Barney’s, I needed to try on a pair of Christian Louboutin boots to determine my size in their line. I found a pair of killer purple fringe boots online from the UK I don’t think I’ll be able to live without. I did a quick stint around the designer section again looking to score my faux fur rockstar coat to no avail. None of the shops on the way to my car walking up Madison Avenue had faux fur coats either only real ones – Ralph Lauren, Dolce & Gabbana, Tom Ford, Max Mara, etc. etc. How sad. There’s definitely a market for stylish faux fur. Diane von Furstenburg did one this year that sold out immediately.

I drove through the park to get to the museum. There is nothing like driving a convertible Porsche in NYC on a sunny day. That and driving on PCH around Santa Barbara and Malibu and also the road out to Stinson Beach in Marin – my three favorite places to drive a Porsche; in California because the car hugs the roads so well, in New York because it’s like a sweet little luxury – the antithesis of walking the city streets. Speeding up any of the Avenues past midnight is totally too.

Though the paintings were colorful and lovely, flashes of inspiration and deep understanding alluded me. Roerich spent time in the Himalayas and had depictions of the usual deities and scenes. Am I so jaded I didn’t see the beauty? Perhaps. But, each of us goes through different cycles in our lives where different things touch our hearts. I felt more intensity from the Alex Grey “church” in Chelsea where his creations were made while on acid trips. I was early for the concert so listened to the lovely rehearsal while reading my new book, Gods of Eden by William Bramley – recommended to be one of the more right on books about the creation of humanity.

Not in the mood to dine at any of the big boy restaurants around Columbus Circle (Masa, Per Se, etc.) and not being too familiar with the restaurants of the Upper East Side, I chose Isabella’s where a friend took me years ago when I visited from California. It is here where the Keanu story begins…sitting outside under the heat lamp was as delicious as my glass of pinot noir. Isabella’s is a lovely restaurant one block from Central Park and exudes a warm feeling with its charming white lights lit up in the evening. After dining on wild mushroom soup and the pasta special of the day – ravioli with pesto and broccoli rabe, I was playing on my iPhone and discovered my blog entry about seeing Keanu Reeves at the Angelika on Friday had been picked up by a Keanu Reeves fan site. They weren’t too happy I wasn’t gushing over him and didn’t understand the getting an autograph from him bit. In fact, they said his karma protected him from a crazy like me approaching him. Hhhmmm, fascinating.

Stunned and laughing at the same time, the waiter, Chris B., asked what was up so I shared. He immediately launched into a Keanu Reeves as a waiter impression for me, which was really really dead on and funny. Now, girls, I am not dissing Keanu at all. At the Angelika, he seemed like a good hearted guy, had a very nice presence about him and is handsome. He’s also got a boyish California charm, which is always sweet – those hot surfer boys out there just can’t be beat. But, I couldn’t tell if there was anything deeper about him as I couldn’t read him one bit – like Edward not being able to read Bella. Mind you, I am able to pick up things on everyone around me. I didn’t with him at all and it’s totally rare when this happens to me.

It’s wonderful you guys have a fan club going on for him. I wish I had something fun to believe in and belong to – that would be awesome and applaud it. It’s totally cute to be a fan of something. I can’t remember the last time I was. Well, I did get on a plane to London to see Led Zeppelin for the reunion concert, so I guess I’m a fan there. And, sadly I don’t even belong to the “new age” fan club, yet another belief system in which to corral people. Basically, anyone can believe what they want as long as it’s the truth for them – not just because someone told it to them. That’s what I am into – nothing new age, nothing freaky deaky, just finding out the plain and simple truth behind what people perceive as reality and enjoying life while doing so.

So, the truth for you girls is all things Keanu, which is totally great…you go…keep the Keanu Club alive and well – all the best to you and hope you get lots of sightings and scintillating news!

keanu reeves at the Angelika in New York

Saturday, November 28th, 2009

Had no plan upon waking yesterday, the day after Thanksgiving. Luckily, I wasn’t bogged down with tryptophan as I don’t eat turkey and only had the one meal of the day anyhow so didn’t gorge myself. The only reason I even ate desert was to have real whipped cream atop the Michele’s Pies I picked up for the dinner – one pumpkin and one apple cranberry crumble. Michele’s pies are made with love and her crusts are out of this world.

What heaven to lay in bed with no plans and do whatever popped up. I watched some Alex Jones stuff – his show this week was on “Climategate” – emails leaked by hackers between the UN and top universities stating numbers were cooked to support global warming when, in fact, the temperatures are cooling. Hello?! Any freakin’ idiot can tell every year it gets colder and colder. I miss the hot summer days and long for those warm summer nights. The scam behind the global warmer is supposedly for TPB (the Powers that Be) to be able to tax carbon emissions, yet another way to control the masses and transfer wealth. That’s what the upcoming Copenhagen meeting is supposed to be about. A further step towards global governance and a way to tax the masses, but I digress from my lovely morning lounging.

I always enjoy driving into the city to catch the latest indie flicks at the Angelika so pulled up their website to see what was playing. There was to be a talk after the Private Lives of Pippa Lee with Keanu Reeves and the producer (?), which intrigued me. I have always thought Keanu Reeves knows more than the average person about the reality of life based on the choices he makes in movie roles, so was kinda interested in going to read his energy in person. I bought a ticket for the 7:25 show and figured I’d decide later whether to actually go. When I saw parts of it were filmed in New Milford, a town in which I used to live after moving from Venice, California, I knew I should go.

The movie itself was totally o.k. It was more fun for me to see scenes from the town. Damn, how I hated living there and cried constantly. I still own two houses up there and hate going there so much I may give them both back to the bank. Driving through the town actually turns a good day to a bad one for me. Years ago I was told there are several vortexes in the town that had been taken over by dark forces, so whether or not that is true, I definitely feel an energy shift when I even enter the town.

I sat in the second row and got NO read whatsoever on Keanu Reeves. It was really weird. I can read everyone and pick up on so much information going on within them. But, with him, it was a blank. I don’t know why. I wasn’t even compelled to ask him any questions or have my photo taken with him or get an autograph like the rest. Well, hell, why would I have a photograph taken with someone I don’t know. Just to show others, “ooooh, look who I met.” How stupid. I don’t know him. Or, get an autograph, what the hell would I do with it anyhow. This obsession we have with celebrities is so silly. People overlook they may be living next door to a walking God and are instead obsessed with someone they saw on television who may be completely vapid – not to say that about Keanu because I think there’s alot going on under the surface. But, it’s all so skewed. Anyway, he’s in New York filming a new movie called Henry’s Crime.

My intuition on him garnered prior to being in his presence says he knows much more about alternate realities. Whether it’s a deep interest or an actual knowing, it’s there. I would have loved to have been able to talk to him about that but it was neither the place nor the setting. Instead, I volunteered to take a photo of him with these two old ladies sitting in front of me who were part of some keanu fan club. They were beyond thrilled like giddy school girls, then I left. I did Wikipedia him in the car ride home and read he’s had quite an interesting life to date.  O.k., even though I am the Master of Light Chick and an excellent multi-tasker, I do not recommend Googling and driving a Porsche at the same time.   Anyway, I wonder why he’s not married yet. Maybe he is like me and is waiting for the right person. He’s the perfect age for me and I would forgo a younger guy for someone like whom I fathom him to be.

Why couldn’t I read him though? Odd…

Random thing – the date was November 27, 2009. Wasn’t this the day President Obama supposedly had television time set aside to finally make a disclosure. Well, that obviously didn’t happen. I doubt it ever will and suspect the television series V is the closest thing we’re gonna get to it.

Let Them Eat Cake…

Wednesday, November 25th, 2009

I swear, let them fucking eat cake.

Who?

Poor people who carry around a poverty mentality.

One of my businesses is online book selling. A brand new employee was so enthused about the idea she decided to take me up on my offer of earning commissions on any books she procured so she started searching for books and is already earning significant commissions on top of her regular pay – within a month of working for me.

Now, as a business, there are fees upon fees for me to pay to the various venues on which I sell. I also have the costs of packaging supplies and postage to cover so there are plenty of back-end expenses I am covering on behalf of selling the books the employee brings in and also my stellar reputation sells the books too.

So, I offered this to a longer term employee as a way to bring in extra income too. This employee’s college aged daughter also worked for me in between school breaks. Over the summer I gave them a bonus opportunity if they could finish a particular project in a certain amount of time. I could have completed this project myself in the time period and I offered two people extra money to do it, but they turned it down. So, it was no real big surprise that said employee doesn’t want to make extra commissions. She actually said her husband won’t let her. He wants to sell books on his own even though he has a corporate job and is never home? Ok, buddy, how about the humongous fees one needs to pay to maintain stores, websites, hosting, etc. etc. Such short sightedness makes me so mad as it’s an example of poverty mentality. This family cries about needing extra money – they barely make it but yet turn down opportunities presented to them. I simply do not understand such behavior – simply don’t. Your choice is your choice but then don’t cry about not having enough money.

I can say without a doubt that every living person is presented with opportunities throughout his/her lives. What separates the wheat from the chaff is whether one grasps the opportunities presented and runs with them or makes excuses why one can’t.

Maybe that’s why she said, “let them eat cake.” Well, hell, I’d rather eat cake half the time instead of a regular meal, especially if it’s from Magnolia Bakery myself so don’t really understand why it was such a bad thing to say anyway… :-)

Pansy Ass Fuck

Wednesday, November 18th, 2009

I just came up with that terminology and I kinda like it.

There is a dude from NoCal (like me) who owns a wine shop within walking distance of my house. I don’t particularly like his selections but stop there to support his business because he is part of the neighborhood. It’s how I’ve always been – trying to support those around me and continually helping elevate others to be the best they can be. How can I not? We are all in this together.

I stopped in tonight and noticed my business cards were no longer there. I said, “wow, people took all of them?” He responded, “no, I just wanted to move everything away off the counter.” Now, my cards were about the only thing on that damn counter so what a pansy ass fuck answer that was. Totally typical of NoCal people…just say to me, “hey, I didn’t want them there any more or something.” Don’t give me some lame avoiding kind of answer.

That’s why I ended up despising living in NoCal because people are so non-aggressive and chill and pussy foot around any topic, or else they are just stoned and can’t even deal with actually discussing a topic. I’d much prefer an in-your-face New Yorker who’s gonna lay it out on the line for you about how it is so you know how you stand and that’s that.

I’m so not going to feel bad about buying his lame ass wine anymore. I just got the lead for the winery where the wine from the Hotel Bel Air came from in Santa Barbara, Summerland, and am just going to mail order it.

Sneaky stuff in TARP

Monday, November 16th, 2009

Look at this bullshit disclosed by the Daily Pfenning written by Chuck Butler at Everbank:

And then there was this… The other night I was discussing the Health Care
stuff, and told the person I was talking to that the stimulus bill, you know the
one that was pushed through so fast last winter because we as a country were
“near total collapse”? Well, the stimulus bill had hidden in it, part one of the
Obama Health Care Plan… Hmmm didn’t know that? Well, yes, grasshopper… It’s
the “death panels” that Sarah Palin coined them… They are called the rationing
and enforcement board. And… The President has already funded them with $20.6
Billion of our taxpayer dollars!

Now… I’m not going to get into a discussion of the Health Care here… My
point was simply to show that when bills are passed, it is important that they
are read aloud to the people, to keep from “hiding” things in the bills… $20.6
Billion of money that the Gov’t did not have!

Ok… Enough of that… My good friend, Dr. Dave Janda, was the first to expose
this “hidden gem” And he’s been on the speaking circuit trying to get anyone
that will listen to him, and they should, to understand what’s going on…

Four Seasons Hotel & Free Thousand Dollar Suite

Saturday, November 14th, 2009

Went to NYC on Veteran’s Day to look for thigh high boots. I rarely spend time in the Upper East side but figured if anyone would have killer thigh high boots it would be the luxury stores up there. I was wrong but that’s not the point of the story.

After walking around for awhile, I couldn’t decide where to have lunch and was headed to Le Cirque until I saw a cute outdoor cafe called Paris Match. After some red wine and salad, I walked over to Barney’s to find some red lipstick before heading upstairs on my boot hunt. At the Fresh make-up counter, a lovely woman offered to give me a free make-over. We discussed how vegetarians may very well emit higher vibrations than meat eaters. She is dating an Italian guy who had always been into meat but is now slowly changing his ways after spending time with her. Upstairs, there were plenty of $2,000 boots that all looked the same – totally boring beyond belief. I then stopped in the designer section to ask if they had any really cool faux fur rock star type jackets. The French guy pretended not to know what the word faux meant then queried whether I wanted that type of jacket because a real fur was so expensive. I replied, “no, that’s not it at all – it’s just that I prefer not kill animals.” Then walked away.

It was late afternoon by this time and I looked so damn good it would have been a shame to get on the train back to Connecticut so I stopped into the Four Seasons Hotel for a drink. I remembered eating there during boarding school and thought it would be fun to reminisce. It was all so dapper and elite – Andre Agassi was having some drinks (come to find out later he was on Letterman that night). In person, I didn’t think he was all that but liked his vibe seeing him on the t.v the next day and regretted not talking to him.

I did end up talking and going to dinner with two older dudes. One was an ex-insurance guy who had an killer expense account and was pursued in the courts by Elliott Spitzer. The other ran his own CPA firm. Insurance dude just came from Le Cirque – so I was definitely destined to meet him at some point that day.

After drinks at the Four Seasons, we ate next door at Tao with it’s enormous Buddha in the center of the restaurant. It is an oh-so-chic place and it felt good for me to have turned heads donning my tan knee highs boots from Paris, tight jeans and a rocker t-shirt admist so many hotties. The wait was going to be awhile, so insurance dude tipped the hostess a Benjamin Franklin and we were seated immediately. That old Ben Franklin even got us one of the most insane dessert plates I had ever seen and the selection of desserts on it was actually very good – a ginormous fortune cookie with chocolate and vanilla mousse filling, a warm chocolate tarte, several creamy ice creams and apple fritters.

Now, for those of you who don’t know, I have rarely hung around rich dudes. Til now, I have preferred to pay my own way and prove I was a success. Now that I am – fuck it – let the old rich dudes get out their wallets and let me look pretty. How stupid am I – in Venice, Italy, when I was like 28, I met a 50 year old from New Jersey. He wanted to take me shopping, take me to India and Paris first class and what did I let him do? Only buy me a pair of Bally shoes! Come on now, I should have amassed a bunch of designer clothes and been sipping champagne on private jets…but no…I ended up returning to Cali to pal around with the poor auto detailer wanna-be singer soul mate dude when we weren’t even really a couple. Hello?! So, now in this day and age and higher consciousness – bring on the rich dudes – I have no hang-ups to being treated like a lady, princess or merely arm candy now.

At Tao, insurance dude says to me, “I have an offer for you that you will not be able to refuse.”

I’m thinking 3-some?

I’m thinking how much money would I take to do it?

Would I or could I do it?

Yeah, sure, maybe…it might be hot with two guys adoring me…who knows?
My mind is completely spinning.

He says he had a free duplex suite next to the U.N. at the Millenium Hotel with a killer view of the Chrysler Building that he can’t use as he’s heading back to Jersey to be with his wife. I was like – what? And you’re wanting a quickie, right? No, sir-re bob…it was a free suite I could use or not use – by myself. End of story.

Even I couldn’t believe it and I live in the realm of possibilities 24×7. It’s just that New Yorkers are generally so in the 3D, so into reality, so into you scratch my back/I’ll scratch yours that it was one of the most unlikely places to get such a sweet treat like this.

No strings attached whatsoever. Just good fucking karma!

So, after saying our good-byes, I head over there and it is an insane multi-thousand dollar bi-level suite with kitchen, seating area, multiple bathrooms and views of the Chrysler Building you see on post cards. During the night, I kept thinking someone would come in for some sex ritual, but no. All was copacetic and calm. What a wild ending to a lovely, flowing day! Then leaving the next morning, the lobby was filled with all sorts of yummy UN men speaking different languages in gorgeous suits – score!

That is what a day in the life of the Master of Light Chick is all about, baby…and you can have it too…we all can if we just go with the flow, follow our intution and let life guide us along the way.

2012 – The Movie

Saturday, November 14th, 2009

Oh, I totally had to go see this movie despite the advice of my “critic” friends. I just had to see what type of spin “they” (whoever they may be – Illuminati, the Powers that Be, etc.) would want to tell Mr. Joe Six Pack about what’s coming.

Of course, it was all gloom and doom but it is fascinating to me how they do disperse actual facts into these movies. Yes, the alignment of the Galactic Center is actually happening on December 21, 2012, an event which occurs once in a blue moon – what is it, like 26,400 years? I’m too lazy to look up the specifics right now. And, in the movie Men Who Stare at Goats, they discuss remote viewing and the MK Ultra project, both topics over which my fellow audience members laughed. Yes, you just go on laughing when you are at some lab being fucked with, why don’t you? And, I hear the movie Paranormal Activity actually intersperses Sumerian language and Satanic Rituals, but we are digressing. 2012 was all about massive destruction…humongous tidal waves covering the Himalayas, Los Angeles falling off into the ocean and the White House being absolutely destroyed.

The question really is – will there be gloom and doom in 2012? That remains anyone’s guess. I overheard some tween boys talking about it while leaving the theatre and kinda going into fear mode. I think that’s what the makers of the movie want – plenty of fear around the topic. You know how they love to feed off those fear vibes, don’t you? And, it’s way more literal than that sentence can even convey.

What did I walk away with? Two things…

The first being, if there is gloom and doom, I love and respect Mother Nature so much nothing would happen to me. I support and adore her in every which way and fully believe she nurtures and protects those of us who walk in alignment with her. In a way though, I would totally dig being wiped away in a second from this 3D existence. But, sadly, that is not likely to be my karma.

The second is I really don’t think there is going to be gloom & doom – playing on it is just a way to scare people like “they” did at the millenium or on stupid 6-6-6 (which was really 6-6-9, idiots!). The date is more likely to be a gateway into a shift of ascension to a higher plane of existence – akin to the peace on earth of which people dream. But “they” don’t want Joe Six Pack believing things will improve beyond his wildest imagination, “they” want to elicit fear instead to try to tilt the scales in their direction.

People, we did not come back here and incarnate for no reason. How many of you have been on this merry-go-round time and time again? Why do you really think you agreed to return? It probably wasn’t to be wiped out in a tidal wave but instead to experience the ascension of Earth and an entirely new way of being.

BTW, the Woody Harrelson character is great in the movie and he does get sucked up into the Earth. He’s a pirate radio conspiracy dude telling the truth about what’s coming though no one believes him until it’s too late. Isn’t that the gospel? How many times can you try to shed light on others and they simply won’t have any of it. For example, my newest employee who I’ve know for years, calls me “crazy”. I finally had enough of it and said, “Stop calling me that. Why am I crazy? Because I foresee the future, am successful, run several businesses, am young and hot and live a healthy balanced life?” People just want to be led like sheep unfortunately.