Just dropping in to say that I hope everyone had a great New Year’s Eve, however you chose to celebrate it.
Here, it was very quiet and very nice. And we even got quite a dusting of snow during the night!!
The day is off to a nice, slow, easy start. I’m getting my brain situated within the upcoming projects for 2024.
Sometime today, I have a phone call with Sandra, to see where we stand with theatrical projects for the coming year. And then I’m going to spend some time with my own writing. And make a pot of soup!
Have a wonderful day, wherever you are in the world. Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya!
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Here is my lying in bed on a dark snowy morning listening-music!! Teho Teardo and Blixa Bargeld, “A Quiet Life,” 2010. (English, 2013.) Enjoy.
A Quiet Life
Maybe this time, Maybe this time I’ll outwit my past I’ll throw away the numbers, the keys And all the cards Maybe I can carve out a living in the cold At the outskirts of some city I extinguish all my recent pasts Become another man again
And have a quiet life
A quiet life for me A quiet life A quiet life for me A quiet life for someone An acquired life for me
I lost, I ran I started once a new In northern grey, in drizzling rain In salted slush and bitter hail But the order as always merciless It wants to see me fail So the hunter is now the hunted Past voices call my name I renounce my past to live again
A quiet life A quiet life
A quiet life for me A quiet life for someone
An acquired life for me
I thought I have been given Another chance again But heaven lies as usual I repented but in vain It tries to cheat me out of my good aim Take away what I never really got
My quiet life
No quiet life for me No quiet life No quiet life No quiet life for me A quiet life for someone No quiet life for me
Even if I have to straighten There is a life for me A qiuet life A quiet life for me (A quiet life…)
I hope that everyone has an enjoyable New year’s Eve, however you spend it (or spent it — depending on where in the world you live!!).
Our plans here changed a bit. My houseguests are still here but our 3rd visitor, Michael, who spent Christmas with us, has to work tonight. So we will be having a very quiet New Year’ s Eve around here, which is the way I prefer it, really.
And the weather tonight will be a mix of rain and snow, which is horrible weather to be driving around in on New Year’s Eve.
I still have to run in to town today and get the groceries. but other than that, I’m planning on a really quiet and beautiful day/night.
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I thought this series of posts (below) was very interesting — it delves deeper into the myth that “germs” are “contagious”. Another one of those Rockefeller myths that has fucked with our heads for decades.
(Loyal readers of this lofty blog perhaps recall that I knew — or I should say, I worked for and interacted with — several of the Rockefellers back in the 1980s, in NYC, because I worked at the Museum of Modern Art for 9 years. And they were always incredibly nice to me. Just unbelievably nice. (Just one example HERE of how nice some of them were). It is just dumbfounding to keep learning now about just how destructive that family was to every aspect of our lives in the 20th Century. Just amazingly evil and avaricious.)
(Oh, and for any of you who have read my novella, “Necessary to her Good,” the pied a terre in that story is based on the Rockefellers’ guest house on E. 52nd Street. It was jaw-dropping, even though it was somewhat small and only one story high. Designed by the famous architect, Philip Johnson. A true testament to Modernism. I will never forget the experience of being a bartender at a private party in that amazing place. I was 27. I was asked if I would like to be the bartender at a small gathering for Blanchette Rockefeller….I always said yes to invitations like that from MoMA, because it always led to things that blew my wee little mind.)
Rockefeller Guest House
Anyway. Okay! Wow! I digress!!
Germs. Contagion. Lack thereof!!
Matt Roeske – Are germs jumping all over? Ask questions my friends (1 hr)
I’ll tell you what, gang, after this past week of endless bashing among truthers and truther-followers — career-ending verbal warfare and vicious attacks that were really disappointing to me on all fronts — my “resolution” is to stop being “openminded and/or listening to anyone else’s viewpoint”. Well. Sort of…..
Honestly, it was almost uglier than everything we’re seeing on MSM, worldwide. And it was quite an onslaught and now it makes me not even want to open telegram. Although, I still do.
Even though I am still happily participating in Phil’s Silver with 7K, and I still have an account with Good Lion Films for now, I’m focusing, as I said the other day, on channels that focus on well-being for humans, plants, and animals… And then basically just waiting until the military and SCOTUS finally step in, publicly, and put a stop to all the ugliness all over the world, in all its many, many guises.
And on that topic of wellness — I am having a great time experimenting with changing the brightness and “true tone” levels on my iPhone and my laptop. Just that alone has made a huge difference in relieving the constant stress on my eyes. And I can’t wait for all my incandescent light bulbs to arrive later this week.
Okay.
That is it for now!!
Have a wonderful New Year’s Eve, wherever you are in the world!!
Thanks for visiting. I love you, guys. See ya!!
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Driving to town music from yesterday!!!! Moody, to say the least… Rowland S. Howard’s “Dead Radio” from his album, Teenage Snuff Film, 1999.
Dead Radio
You’re bad for me like cigarettes But I haven’t sucked enough of you yet Nothing is sacred and nothing is true I’m no-one that’s nowhere when I’m here with you
I’ve lost the power I had to distinguish Between what to ignite and what to extinguish
I blew in last night, I’m the host from the coast When the lighting is bad, I’m the man with the most And you left me to choke on a heart up in smoke Smiling through your tears and your tetracycline overdose
You’re good for me like Coca-Cola I don’t get any younger, you don’t get any older Everything’s sacred and everything’s true And all this is possible when I’m here with you
I’ve got a lot to say, but I keep my own counsel I’d like to spit it out, but I won’t speak with my mouth full
I blew in last night, I’m the host from the coast When the lighting is bad, I’m the man with the most And you left me to choke on a heart up in smoke Smiling through your tears and your tetracycline overdose
Okay, gang. Not much to post today, but in case you missed Phil’s impromptu Q & A on his telegram channel yesterday, click HERE and scroll and scroll and scroll…
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Some great stuff to contemplate in Biblical Archeology news!!
And visit this page to find out which stories are included in which volume of The Muse Revisited collections.
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And that is it for now!
I hope you have a great Friday, as we inch ever closer to saying goodbye to 2023.
Oh!
I forgot to post this photo the other day —
Tom Petty at Christmas, a long time ago:
And I can’t remember if I posted this. A recent photo of Nick Cave, taken by Warren Ellis. I just love this photo:
All right, back to saying goodbye to 2023….
I don’t ever make resolutions for the “New Year”, because I basically make resolutions every morning that I open my eyes and discover that I am still here.
My prayer, however, for 2024 is that I will attract more peace, more quiet, so that I can focus more on my writing and finally get all the half-finished projects done.
And I hope that when my father dies, it will be extremely peacefully.
And it will be extremely interesting to see who I evolve into after my father is gone. My next big adventure — and maybe even my final one. We shall see.
Enjoy the day, wherever you are in the world.
Thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya!
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One of my favorite jangly “folk songs” ever. “Love Minus Zero/No Limit” from Bob Dylan’s Bringing it All Back Home, 1965. Enjoy.
Love Minus Zero/No Limit
My love she speaks like silence, Without ideals or violence, She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful, Yet she’s true, like ice, like fire. People carry roses, Make promises by the hours, My love she laughs like the flowers, Valentines can’t buy her.
In the dime stores and bus stations, People talk of situations, Read books, repeat quotations, Draw conclusions on the wall. Some speak of the future, My love she speaks softly, She knows there’s no success like failure And that failure’s no success at all.
The cloak and dagger dangles, Madams light the candles. In ceremonies of the horsemen, Even the pawn must hold a grudge. Statues made of match sticks, Crumble into one another, My love winks, she does not bother, She knows too much to argue or to judge.
The bridge at midnight trembles, The country doctor rambles, Bankers’ nieces seek perfection, Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring. The wind howls like a hammer, The night blows cold and rainy, My love she’s like some raven At my window with a broken wing.
It feels like forever since I was back at the train station, but I am, alas, going back there today. It was quite an interesting Christmas around here. But for me, nothing compares to Christmas in New York City. I miss that so much. But on we go.
I’m thankful that my dad is still hanging in there. I will have another full house for New Year’s Eve (because now everyone at the train station is discovering how incredibly peaceful it is out here in the Hinterlands!!), but on Tuesday, I’m planning to finally drive down again to see my dad.
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The other day, I finally had a chance to look over the rest of those Epstein Flight Logs that were posted to Good Lion Films’ telegram channel (I posted the 116-page pdf download here.)
For most of the pages, it was only mildly interesting. Midway through, Bill Clinton, Kevin Spacey, Chris Tucker and Cindy Lopez were suddenly on the jet a lot, and always together.
Naomi Campbell popped up a few times, by herself.
Then, later, Bill Clinton and 4 Secret Service personnel were on it several times.
The sad things were the occasional “Nanny,” “Aunts”, “baby”; and peppered throughout were the un-named “female” and “male.” And it makes you wonder if they were trafficked teenagers.
Then oddly, beginning in February of 2006, and going straight through to December 28, 2015 –no names at all, just question marks throughout.
Curious, indeed. 9 years of question marks.
It makes me wonder, of course, how those other flight logs we’ve seen — the ones loaded with high profile Hollywood names and music industry names — fit with these other flight logs.
I’m leaning toward the “question marks” being more accurate….
Anyway.
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Okay.
For the last year, I’ve been replacing my LED light bulbs, little by little, with incandescent bulbs. They can be hard to find in the store — and for awhile, it was almost like they were illegal, they were so hard to find.
But yesterday, it finally occurred to me to look for them online. And so I bought 3 dozen incandescent bulbs online to get rid of every LED bulb in the house. (I’m also hoping that incandescent Christmas lights will come back someday, too. I always preferred those over the blindingly bright LED Christmas lights, but I guess we’ll see.)
Apparently, it is easier to read by incandescent light and I am very eager to find out!!
I also just began switching my phone to airplane mode at night. I always have the ringer off on my phone but I keep it on, next to my bed. Having it in airplane mode immediately cut down on the amount of ringing I have in my ears.
After my houseguests leave, I’m going to investigate hardwiring my internet router, to see if stopping the nonstop wifi makes any difference in the rest of the ringing in my ears.
I take vinpocetine 3 times a day and it also cuts down on the ringing, but it would be so nice to not have to take a pill in order to get some silence back in my brain.
If you watch this video from 2 weeks ago (which is very, very interesting), at the 14-minute mark, Matt Roeske explains how to hardwire your router and it sounds really, really easy.
Electroculture, Light frequencies, Sacred Geometry, and The Aether (1 hr):
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James Tabor posted this map on Instagram yesterday, to make it easier to follow what’s going on over there right now:
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Another great installment from Ross K. Nichols, as he continues his deep dive into the story of Joseph in the Book of Genesis:
VaYiggash [Pentateuch: A New Look] (1 hr 16 mins):
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Wayne, my ex-husband in NYC, sent me this link yesterday and, wow, did I enjoy it!! It made me change how I feel about (and remember) Andy Warhol:
Songs for Drella: Lou Reed and John Cale 1990 (1 hr):
And in case you don’t know anything about “Songs for Drella”, this could help. From Cleveland Music Live:
Lou Reed + John Cale – interview on SONGS FOR DRELLA (A+E REVUE 6/8/90) HQ Stereo (12 mins):
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From Real Raw News, a couple of updates that I forgot to post over the holiday:
All right, gang. The holiday is officially over. I have one less houseguest for now. I can get back to focusing on laundry, housecleaning, cooking some HEALTHY food, and posting to the blog!!
Before I forget — because I keep forgetting to post it here–
Here is my latest channel that I am completely fascinated by — Matt Roeske.
I re-posted a video back in the early summer that was posted on Simon Parkes’ Connecting Consciousness platform, wherein Matt Roeske explained about copper-based electroculture and how great it was for your gardening and your farming, but now I am addicted to Matt’s channel, CultivateElevate. (That link is for rumble, but he is also on telegram and YouTube.)
For a great overview of the topics he delves into, here is a recent podcast he did with Emily Trinkhaus. It’s 1-hr and it is awesome. Honestly. You will begin to feel so much better about where we are heading now!!
Here is today’s video. If you don’t have time to watch the whole thing, at least watch the final 10 minutes, where he clarifies his point about all these resets they have put us through. (“They” being those Rockefellers, Carnegies, Rothschilds, etc., etc.)
Chicago, San Francisco, and the Giants (56 mins):
BEWARE — once you start digging into his videos, you will not want to stop. (And also, after you watch this one above, ask yourself why the San Francisco baseball team is called the Giants??? Hmmm….)
Anyway.
In general, Matt talks about things that I’ve been learning about in bits and pieces over the years, but he goes way, way deeper into them, in ways that really just open my mind.
The amount of information he shares about cultural resets that have already happened and everything Rockefeller made us un-learn throughout the 20th Century while forcing us to attend public school and force-feeding us a bunch of fake garbage, and how they have been trying to do it again through the mind control of television… (Hence — The Great Awakening; the military taking control after Obama’s horrific Regime, and saying “wake the fuck up already before it is too late”. )
Loyal readers of this lofty blog know that one of my favorite topics has to do with the giants who used to live all around the Hinterlands where I now live. Their ancient burial mounds are everywhere, and giant skeletons were found inside them, along with sacred altars and a sacred tablet carved in ancient Hebrew.
The Smithsonian conveniently lost all the skeletons. And now they have this myth around here that the burial mounds were from normal-sized “Native Americans”. (These giants used to live all over the place, btw. All over the world. It’s just that I’m sort of obsessed with the ones who lived right around here.)
A lot of times, when I’m driving around in the Hinterlands, I wonder how come all the giants have simply vanished. Where did they all go? For a brief time in the late 1800s, early 1900s, you could apparently see a couple of them in the “Freak Shows” of traveling circuses.
But there were way, way, way more giants than those few “freaks” — so what happened to all of them?
Matt’s work delves into “resets” that wiped out entire populations. (Think: “Chicago Fire” and “San Francisco Earthquake” and various “Great Floods”.) And it goes way deeper than just the giants who were wiped out, but the giants are one of my favorite topics.
It’s interesting to note that Nick, over at Good Lion Films, is currently delving into a similar topic — Tartaria and the worldwide culture it had; a culture that was not only wiped out but wiped from the world history books.
Nick and Matt are not the only people who study these topics (and the scope of topics Matt talks about will really just dumbfound you). But I bring up Good Lion Films because of that horrible — and horribly distracting — feud going on between Nick and Phil right now. And while we wait for all that stuff to happen, publicly, that Phil keeps promising us will happen soon (i.e., “by Christmas”) — I’m giving more of my focus to learning about these “resets” and the immeasurable amount of damage they have done to our society and try to get back to living the way we were meant to live.
There is also this other great website — from Mitch the Orgone Donor. Incredible stuff, gang. All about Orgone Energy and getting rid of geoengineering, EMFs, weather manipulation, etc.
And “orgone” energy has always been particularly interesting to me because of the type of fiction I have written for the last 40 years. I have always felt that sexual energy comes straight from God, and that it is the primary creative energy. I have believed this since I was a young girl, long before I started writing erotic fiction.
Also —
I think it’s interesting that the SethCenter is also gearing up to make some apparently big interactive changes in 2024. They have been on hold since the scamdemic.
For me, it is no understatement to say that my life was never the same after reading the Seth materials and all of the late Jane Roberts’ books, beginning back in 1984.
The books completely changed the foundation of the way my thoughts worked, and also how my dreams interacted with my daily life. It is more complex than the Abraham Hicks material, but the Hicks material is built upon the Seth material, starting after Jane died.
Even though I love the Abraham Hicks material, it focuses strictly on the Law of Attraction and learning how to consciously use vibrational frequencies. The Seth materials go much deeper and can get very complicated. (I usually call the Abraham Hicks material, “Seth lite”.)
Anyway, I was happy to see that the SethCenter might have a bigger presence in my life going forward in 2024. Just seems so well timed for me.
I feel excited about focusing on some new, often Q-related topics, that take me away from all the noise of the psy-ops, the wars, the optics, the lies… and see firsthand how much we are all moving forward.
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Okay, I think that is it for right now. I have to finish the laundry and get a pot of soup started!!
Have a wonder-filled Wednesday, wherever you are in the world!!
Mainly – I survived!! Yay! Although, I did go up to my bed at 8PM, intending to watch some Christmas stuff on Amazon Prime for a few quiet moments, but what I actually did was fell dead asleep, immediately.
I picked up my final houseguest yesterday afternoon, and then helped them run some last minute errands. They wanted to “quickly run in ” to Walmart!!
ME: “Are you crazy???? It’s Christmas Eve!! It’s going to be a zoo!! Why don’t we just run into the Dollar Store near my house?”
THEM: “We can’t afford the Dollar Store! It’s too expensive!”
(Interesting statement, isn’t it? If you really look at it.)
Anyway, off to Walmart we went, on Christmas Eve afternoon…
I waited in the car in the quite full parking lot, while they shopped for last minute snacks, cat food, etc. As everyone knows, I am absolutely opposed to the sheer existence of Walmart, so that’s why I didn’t go in. And as they scrambled out of the car, I emphatically made the sign of the cross with my fingers, to keep all the Walmart human-trafficking-demon spirits away from all of us…
Anyway! They made it out unscathed. And I swear to you, the backseat was full, the hatchback was full! Enough beer, wine, snacks, and actual food that will be part of Christmas dinner was practically overflowing from the car, even though the refrigerator at home, and the kitchen table, were already overflowing with stuff for Christmas.
And then, halfway home, I said: “Oh shit!! I’ve been so focused on Christmas Dinner, that I don’t have anything to make for us for dinner tonight!!!”
It was too funny. But I managed to pull together an (organic) frozen pizza from my freezer. made some (organic) linguine with (organic) pesto rosso that I had in the cupboard, which were not yet past their expiration date, and God knows, there was plenty of wine and beer on hand for my guests… So, honestly, it actually turned out simple but amazing.
And then, very quietly, I said to Michael: “I was thinking I wanted to go take a quick walk and look at all the Christmas decorations, because I haven’t had time to see any yet. Do you want to come with me? Just a quick walk around the block?”
Well, not only did he say “yes,” but then everybody said yes and so off we went! And it was so fun. but that quick walk around the block turned into a one-hour walk, wherein we checked out the Christmas lights of practically every house in the entire village!!
They, of course, were buzzing and I was completely sober, but we laughed a lot and had so much fun. However, loyal readers of this lofty blog know that, nowadays, I have some problems with my legs, so I was quietly thinking: holy shit, what have I gotten myself into?— when we weren’t even half-way done with our quick walk.
But I hung in there and we really did have a great time.
And they were up all night in the kitchen, drinking, smoking, cooking — getting things ready for tonight’s dinner. (And, btw, my cheesecake looks perfect. Here’s hoping it will taste perfect!)
And I quietly came downstairs to the kitchen at my usual 5:30AM, to feed my many cats and also myself, and put a pot of coffee on — and all their dishes and pots and pans were washed and put away. And little Christmas nightlights had been left on, which made the kitchen look so peaceful in the dark.
And Kon Tiki of the Great Outdoors was sitting on the kitchen counter, looking out the window at the bright moon shining down through a mist on the dark yard… Kon Tiki usually likes to be outside all night, but she really gets along with my houseguests, so obviously, she had come inside to hang out with them while they were cooking, and I found that so sweet.
So, today is all about getting the rest of the food ready and setting the table for Christmas dinner and then, of course, sitting down to eat. I will probably have a thimble-full of wine and maybe a drop of cognac with dessert, but I’m doubtful that I can even handle that, but we’ll see!!
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Okay, regarding the “news”–
The situation between Phil and Nick at Good Lion Films got really out of hand yesterday. Just unbelievable. Like a pack of wolves, really. I did end up leaving the Good Lion telegram channel, primarily because a lot of the posts there go off in directions that don’t appeal to me anyway. But I gave it a lot of thought, and I perused the Good Lion Films & TV app again this morning, and I decided that I want to keep it. At least for a while. I really do value the documentaries that Good Lion has made over the years.
Regarding Total Disclosure’s claims that Nick “steals everything”, well, I just don’t know. He is always upfront about saying that his work is gathered from sources that are all over the Internet, or based on books, or the research that is also done by other people. So, for now, I’m keeping my account.
So we’ll see.
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And this was posted by Dr. Reiner Fuellmich’s people — a downloadable pdf with his Defense’s official press release.
Very interesting — the “charges” he’s being held in prison over. Is this a psy-op, or what?? Amazing that they are keeping him in prison over stuff like this.
“Many thanks to all donators, many thanks to all people who continue to trust in Reiner and many thanks to all those who continue to stand tall and still fight for truth and justice. We wish you all a Merry Christmas and a New Year that will hopefully bring the changes we have all been fighting for so long. Thank you for standing with us.
Gisela, on behalf of Reiner and the whole ICIC-Team. ❤️🙏”
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In closing news —
Nick Cave sent out a very entertaining Red Hand File this morning, wherein he answered many questions with a single “yes,” “no,” or “I don’t know”.
For instance:
“I’ve just seen a clip of Pink (the acclaimed singer) flying over her audience on wires, performing many acrobatic moves? Have you ever thought of doing such a thing during a Bad Seeds concert?
No.”
And also this:
“What’s the point of living if free will is an illusion?
I don’t know.”
And there was also this — and no (!!), I was not the woman who asked this question!! Everyone knows that I am way, way, way past menopause…
“Will you come and live with me in my house in the woods so I can have your babies?
I just wanted to stop by the blog and give a great big thank you to everyone who is buying my novel, The Guitar Hero Goes Home, over at Amazon.
I self-published it in September 2020, after every single publisher — except one — that I submitted it to, not only declined it but declined to even reply to me. Yes — ignored me completely. The one who did reply, politely declined it with an actual email, explaining that he couldn’t afford to publish it but he did run an excerpt from it in his online zine.
Anyway. It cheered me greatly this morning to see that The Guitar Hero Goes Home is suddenly ranked at 19, 917 out of 8, 804, 344 books in Biographical Fiction (!!).
Wow. Not even in “Erotica”. But in Biographical Fiction.
For over two years now, I had sold 7 copies of that book — a novel that is really, really close to my heart, gang. So to suddenly see that this morning, it made for a really, really happy Christmas for me!!
So thank you, everyone. From the bottom of my heart.
And also a continued thank you to everyone who is reading my free substack. I really appreciate that, too. (Link in drop down menu above.)
You have no idea how much this all jumpstarts my Christmas. So thank you.
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In sad news – the wonderful Janet Ossebaard has at last been found, and alas, she is dead, a confirmed suicide. She had been missing for several weeks, but I didn’t post anything about it because no one really knew yet what was happening.
Janet was the filmmaker behind that incredible documentary that blew so many of our minds a couple of years back — Fall of the Cabal. This is from her partner this morning:
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And on Phil’s channel, some disturbing things brewing — at least for me, because I support Good Lion TV & Films and always encourage all of you to do the same. Now, I’m not sure what to do.
The posts are here (and scroll). I am particularly disturbed by the post from Total Disclosure.
I was aware that Total Disclosure had parted ways with Good Lion Films, but I thought it was because Total Disclosure wanted to be on their own.
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Okay. That is it for now.
I have to BAKE THAT CHEESECAKE!!!!! And wash my hair. And vacuum the house. And go pick up the last of my Christmas houseguests around 3:30 this afternoon. (For those of you who might have forgotten — I am having a house full of people under the age of 27 this Christmas, starting tonight!!!! So far, there are 6 bottles of wine, a bottle of cognac, 3 six-packs of Guinness, (legal) weed, and cigarettes….. And I don’t drink or smoke. Should be very, very reminiscent of my wonderfully misspent youth!!!!)
If you celebrate, please have a wonderful Christmas, and thanks again, everybody. In my heart, I am already having the best little Christmas, ever.
Well, things are feeling really intense today, aren’t they??
By 4am, I was listening to some 528 Hz on YouTube, just trying to find a good vibrational frequency for my over-anxious little brain. (It worked, by the way.)
Something is really up, though. Can’t you feel it? Even if it’s ultimately something good — like news coming from SCOTUS, or an EBS. It still feels incredibly intense.
Okay, on Phil’s channel yesterday — he -reposted this article from investor place:
“Stock Market Crash Alert: Mark Your Calendar for Dec. 22
Fears of a stock market crash are swirling ahead of this Friday’s crucial Personal Consumption Expenditures (PCE) report. Indeed, the Federal Reserve’s favorite inflation gauge should reaffirm the relatively sunny Consumer Price Index (CPI), released earlier this month.
So, what do you need to know ahead of this Friday’s PCE release?[…]”
And here is a screen shot I took of the stock market app on my phone last night:
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On Good Lion Films’ telegram channel, they posted a pdf of Epstein Flight Logs that are unlike any I’d seen before.
116 pages. I haven’t been able to go over the whole thing yet, so maybe the flight logs I’ve seen are further along. But so far, no “famous” names, just an occasional politician (Chuck Schumer), and the astronaut, John Glenn. It was actually sickening to see how many times Epstein (and G. Maxwell) flew to Columbus, Ohio…
I don’t know if you can expand this and read it, but Nick Cave wrote this engaging piece about Shane MacGowan over the weekend (I grabbed this image of the article from Instagram):
It is such an intense but wonderful, wonderful film.
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James Tabor’s new series has started. The first episode is long so I haven’t had time to watch it yet, but I’m very excited about this!!
Jesus Archaeology # 1 Ten Jerusalem Tombs from the Time of Jesus–Exciting New Evidence! (1 hr 28 mins):
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And I think that’s it for now, gang. There is of course, tons of other stuff floating around out there, but so much of it just feels like “noise” to me.
Here, things are just so intense. I don’t know what else to say. Not just my dad’s sudden & severe downturn, but stressful, unpleasant stuff going on at the job , sad stuff going on with several friends, my houseguests are also having an intense time right now, too (their car died — as in, absolutely totally dead and now they must buy a new car immediately).
I’m sure hoping this Christmas will be a really blessed and beautiful one because I really need it. I am so looking forward to all the cooking and baking and merry-making that will be going on here for the first time since I bought this house, 5 1/2 years ago…
Meanwhile, enjoy your Thursday, wherever you are in the world. And Happy Winter Solstice, if you celebrate it.
“JAG Convicts Katie Hobbs of Treason, Conspiracy to Commit Murder
The U.S. Navy Judge Advocate General’s Corps on Wednesday convicted and sentenced to death former Arizona Secretary of State Katie Hobbs, finding her guilty of treason, defrauding the nation, and conspiracy to commit murder. […]
[…] Vice Admiral Darse E. Crandall explained to the panel that JAG had the video forensically analyzed by both military and independent experts, all of whom agreed that the footage, though grainy and soundless, was irrefutably Hobbs interacting with poll counters and handling ballots—illegal and unethical. […]
And the in depth look at the story of Joseph from the Hebrew Bible continues–
Ross K. Nichols — Miketz [Pentateuch: A New Look] (1 hr 22 mins):
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And then perhaps watch this, if you feel like it!
JOSEPH and the AMAZING TECHNICOLOR DREAMCOAT- (Donny Osmond) (1 hr 21 mins):
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And, to be honest, that’s all I found that was of interest for today.
In other news–
Today is Keith Richards’ 80th birthday!!!
And also his 40th wedding anniversary to Patti Hansen!!
From Keith’s Instagram page today:
Other than that —
I’m sort of in a sad mood today. I was not able to go see my dad yesterday. I was getting ready to leave the house and I called him, as I always do when I’m ready to get into my car and go.
He didn’t answer, so I texted him. He didn’t reply, so I called again…this went on for an hour and a half. and I was TOTALLY freaking out.
Meanwhile, my stepsister has a key and she went over and discovered that my dad was just deeply asleep, but still alive. So that news got me down off the ceiling. But by the time my dad woke up and called me, it was too late for me to make the trip down there.
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Today, I am heading into town with one of my houseguests so that he can go get lost among the grocery aisles and get whatever he needs for Christmas dinner, and I will peruse the dairy aisle and get everything I need for making the cheesecake.
And then drop in at the liquor store and see if there is any way on Earth I can afford a bottle of Courvoisier this year…. (I don’t really drink anymore but I am providing most of the spirits for my houseguests, since they are kind enough to cook the entire Christmas dinner. A few bottles of Beaujolais Nouveau 23, Courvoisier, and of course eggnog and espresso. And then it’s Bring Your Own Weed and Cigarettes, because I definitely don’t smoke but the rest of them do… and hopefully everyone will have a Merry Christmas.)
I’m trying to get back into the Christmas spirit, but for right now, I’m just still a little wiped out from yesterday morning.
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Okay.
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Okay. That’s it!!
Enjoy Keith’s 80th birthday, wherever you are in the world!!
And just as a personal aside — THIS INTERVIEW changed my life when I was 11 years old. It truly did, gang. I was never the same after that. I find it sort of incredible that I was able to absorb all this stuff at the age of 11. Well, I was almost 12:
“[…] Certainly. Mayor Daley’s a good target. And there’s a million Mayor Daleys in America. Why have a go at one? Sure he’s cunt, you know, everyone knows he’s a cunt. But there’s a million hiding behind. Last time I was in L.A. I met the old lady that owns most of those head shops in the Strip, man. She’s got a little home in Beverly Hills, she’s rolling, you know. She’s made a packet, man, and she gets those little hippies to work in there. And it’s a front, man. It’s all a fucking front. There’s another Mayor Daley.
I mean, who knows where they are? How many times can you use those words – justice, freedom. It’s like margarine, man. You can package it and you can sell that too. In America they have a great talent for doing that.
And so, as I was saying, just because it’s on a record doesn’t mean that you have to take it for what it is. The cat could be lying, you know, at the end of the record, you know, maybe they cut the tape off and he said, “Oh, I’m sorry, I’m lying. You know, I’m just fooling you.” But they just happened to edit the tape there, you know. “I’m putting you on.”
Maybe Dylan said at the end of “Visions of Johanna” – oh, I don’t know, which is a very personal thing – but maybe he said it at the end of some of his earlier stuff: “But I don’t give a fuck.” at the end of “Blowin’ in the Wind” or “That’s up to you,” maybe said that.[…]
Anyway, thanks to Rolling Stone for having that incredible interview archived online.
Okay. Thanks for visiting!! I love you guys. See ya!!
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Just one of the thousands of amazing rock & roll songs I found out about by being so in love with Keith for the last 51 years…. Enjoy.
If it’s the usual “optics,” it means they were rescuing trafficked children (?).
This accounts for Phil’s “locomotion” comm the other day.
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Okay.
It’s once again that time of year, gang!!
It’s the 2023 End of Year Christmas Sale at Smashwords, which means that all my eBook titles that are published there are 100% FREE to download until January 1, 2024.
Visit this page above to see which stories are included in which volumes of The Muse Revisited.
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And good news from Peitor Angell’s part of the world!
Peitor is my long-time friend, and business partner in the micro-short film production company, Abstract Absurdity Productions.
His life has been on hold for quite some time — first, his mom was very ill for a long time, and then dying, and then she passed away in June, and since then, he has been trying to tie-up all the bureaucratic insanity of his mom’s estate — in the US, in Italy, and in France. While also handling some of his own bureaucratic “working-artist” VISA stuff in London.
But he texted me very early this morning and said that by mid-January, he will be ready to get back to all of our Abstract Absurdity Productions endeavors!! Yay!!
Yay!!!
Loyal readers of this lofty blog no doubt recall that recently, Peitor also bought a lovely apartment in Nice, France, right on the Mediterranean, which is now the new home-base for Abstract Absurdity Productions.
His text this morning included his view from the terrace, while having his morning coffee:
The view from Peitor’s new home in the South of France this morning
It was uncanny!! How (dis)similar it was to my own view here in Crazeysburg, while I was having my own morning coffee in bed!!
But it really got me excited, gang. I texted back that I couldn’t wait to see that view, and that’s when he texted back that he’d be ready to get back to work in mid-January.
So it became real. And I can’t wait. I haven’t seen him since 2019, we haven’t seriously worked on Ab Ab Pro since 2021, and I’m eager to get back to France and have some actual FUN there, for a change.
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All righty.
From Ross & Jono — The LOST Treasures of The Temple [Bible Uncensored] (1 hr 11 mins):
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Also —
On the silver front — the value of silver is once again on the rise, gang! If you haven’t begun purchasing silver coins, fractional silver, or bouillon (or gold), visit this link with Phil and explore your immediate options.
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And I think that is it for now.
Enjoy your Friday, wherever you are in the world!
Thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya!
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This was in my YouTube feed this morning. Broke my heart again!! Such a great version of “Fairytale of New York”, and with Shane’s casket right there. I was sobbing, as usual.
Enjoy the splendor and the beauty of it, gang.
“Fairytale of New York” – Tribute to Shane MacGowan at Funeral, 2023
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