The real news behind the “news” is all good!
I’m only posting two things today. I hope you will have time to listen to them.
With Simon Parkes’ update, the intel is in the beginning, and the rest is Q&A for members of Connecting Consciousness. But the questions come from all over the world and the answers are very informative — they give you a good idea of how the white hats have progressed all over the globe, so it is worth listening to, even if you aren’t a member of CC.
According to Simon, we are close, close, CLOSE, gang!! (1 hr 42 mins):
And Phil had an emergency livestream last night, which had a little bit of tech trouble getting off the ground, so I fell asleep and did not realize I was asleep until it was over!! Aaaaargggh!! But I heard the replay early this morning, and his news is all good, as well!
According to Phil, we are close, close, CLOSE, gang!!
Replay– Corroboration – June 11th, 2022 (1 hr 8 mins):
And that’s what I’m posting on this fine, lightly raining Sunday morning in Crazeysburg!
Today, I will officially be getting back to work on Tell My Bones, my play about Helen LaFrance.
You can still watch the staged reading of it that was done in November 2020 — it was supposed to be done in person at the Dramatists Guild in NYC, but because of the fake pandemic, it wound up having to be done on Streamyard (similar to Zoom). However, this is a condensed version of the play — not the entire play. With only suggestions of the music that is in the actual play. All actors are professionals (i.e., Broadway), but they are still on-script here. It’s not a performance. And you have to watch it directly on YouTube. (click the frame below.) (1 hr 33 mins):
Okay. Enjoy your beautiful Sunday, wherever you are in the world!
Thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya!
My listening music from last night, while waiting for Phil! Zager & Evans’ huge hit from 1969, “In the Year 2525”. Yesterday evening, I had a great phone chat with Val in Brooklyn and the result of it was suddenly remembering this song from out of nowhere, along with Roundup Lake campgrounds (!!), not far from Cleveland, Ohio. (I have to say, gang, it was so fucking great to be alive in the 1960s, and it’s doubly great to have friends who are still managing to stay alive, too, and who remember those incredible days.) Okay. Enjoy. I love you guys.