Thursday, 24 December 2020
Wednesday, 23 December 2020
Tuesday, 22 December 2020
By the Thirteen Moons... The New Year Starts Here.
Within the soul of every living organism on this blessed planet is a reason to celebrate this sprecial time. It's not about religious belief. It is about the renewal and furtherence of life.Positive change comes with the assimilation of experience. Experience, avoiding the use of plural expression should not be mistaken for mere sensation It is singularly what remains in the memory embedded and encripted to serve the host body . Biological intel. Adjusting to change in seasons subjected to many thousands of decades of cyclical climate and weather. Whether by chance evolved conditioning or by the supportive wise assistence of deliberate relative intervention, as one unified singular organic body there is good cause for rejoicing . Solstice, the universal terrestrial reset. Get with it or get out of the way. Late comers are welcome to stand waiting in charity food bank queues. Many will be begging cynical paymasters for jobs, no choice but to take the vaccine, no choice but to join the compomising terms and conditions of the great Masquerade. We will continue, reassured by our organic experience that the Globalist agenda is not a sustainable humane option. It is retrograde. There is a movement dedicated to testing the hastily produced vaccine on minority groups first. They mean Black, brown latino etc. As though they were doing the disadvantaged groups a favour. It is foreseeable that some fatalities may occur from the administration of the drug. A race based agenda is in place that would create 6000 unecessary deaths a month The road to hell may be paved with good intentions. The intentions of Big Pharma are not to be mistaken for goodness. Make your move, dig the garden, grow food for a healthy happy energetic and meaningful life. or dig graves for your bewildered trusting dying elders. Share the Tucker Carlson posting with as many as you can, the previous YT post to that (below) is worth desseminating far and wide relating to the same unpublised risks. Make autonamous, self determined fully informed decisions. They conned America into allowing election fraud, now the same malignant entity promotes CoVid19 Vaccine Fraud. My personal view. If there are clusters of sickness amongst a relatively healthy population, the residential envronment of the cluster needs be assessed. Overcrowding in the double glazed poorly ventilated over heated cheap rented accomodation likely the main cause of further outbreaks. Lessons learn decade ago in the Swansea Valley in Powys Wales. Beneath Craig y Nos, Adelina Patti's castle was turned into a sanitorium during a great Tuberculosis epidemic. There are parallels with CoVid. that should not be ignored. Better social housing , workers Garden allotments would be first line of defense against illness. Not truly a reset. One might call it "setting out for the first time"
For those rebelious folk, determined to share Christmas with family and friends, all power to you. If your only excuse for illegal gathering is "We do it for the kids..." Try staying sober. Allow the teeny weenies to see you at your best. About time "We the People" all started moving in the same direction.
Here's wishing all a safe and prosperous journey in this the "Season of the Year". Let's avoid further massacre of our innocents. Have a happy, memorable Christmas.
Monday, 21 December 2020
Sunday, 20 December 2020
Saturday, 19 December 2020
As they search for the indefinable " missing something" in their lives...
Two none existant unidentifiable "followers". A handful of regular visitors in Europe. Portugal, France, U.K. and Germany, occasional irregular visits from Poland,Arab Emirates, and Turkey. Let's hope they speak English. The majority of visitors / views come from U.S.A. I strongly suspect the bulk are only conversant with the Merry Con language. My apologies to all those, who in their haste to gain some vicarious carnal thrills above a good education were fooled into believing that a HOE is a prostitute. I hope you weren't too disappointed when you discovered how short of the mark you were. To the regular viewers, (I am only guessing that you are), I have a question.
"OO D L R U"?
I"ll leave that with you lot for now. Today I received the first batch of B12 drops. Let's hope it helps drive pernicious anemia out of my life altogether. Goodbye for now...I.WAZIR
Mg works... I started coming back to my senses in Abingdon.
Recovery from the impact damage , my head having been belaboured with a hammer. The top room in the house next to the Cross Keys pub. The sloping ceiling in the room inadvertantly may have boxed me back . As I rose every morning for work, the crown of my head hit the ceiling. What ever damage was caused by the forehead being battered got over ridden.I wouldn't recommend it as therapy. Abingdon gave me some important contemplative healing time. The rediscovery of what I perceived to be my original self, the peace and calming reassurance of my independent identity occured during my bimbling around in the abandonned allotment workers' gardens. The M.G. car factory had been closed for some time, the old works looked a forlorn sight by then. The workers were evicted from their economic gardens, the land was aquired,(I'd say "stolen") by a supermarket chain, most of the old allotment site was then to be regarded as "Prime deveopment" land. Food security undermined by the import of foreign Big Ag produce, a virtual monopoly of the market. Local small family businesses forced to close. "Home Grown" the healthy option had to take a back seat in the hustle for a new reliable source of cash. Many, perhaps most of the displaced workers were relegated to drawing state benefits. A most depressing dispondency and hopelessness permeated the old market town.
In these troubled times I hope the worker population can rattle the councils cage vigourously enough to have workers' garden allotments reinstated. It would make the subsidising welfare pittance worth more to the poorest. I moved on. Memory of my short time in Abingdon just floated to the surface, heaven only knows where the brain puts all the details of circumstance. I am grateful that mine retained the ability to reroute several times after impact trauma. Indeed strange that my former wife never noticed the positive change. I expect I was supposed to remain the witless useful idiot that had survived the physical assault.
A cartoon montage of her relative impressions of what or who I am or who I was, have fed the woman's deluded imagination. When I didn't conform to her illconceived notions , contant nagging, gaslighting, scapegoating. I will never forget her assault with the hammer. I was unconscious at the time. I will never forget being rammed by her with a Mercedes van either. Aah memories...
More than forty years have past since I left Abingdon. My second marriage, Madame and I have been together for Twenty three years. I sussed out various mineral and vitamin deficiencies have caused me serious health concerns. Near death experience is serious enough for me. After research I now take 400 mg. of Magnesium per day. Magnesium=Mg . I will concentrate on my physical problems. I think the brain is happy I leave the difficult stuff alone. The good news, no more seizures Since I started with Mg. It works for me. Next is finding an economic source of B12, Massive doses, as well as Iron . Pump up the hemoglobin count. Then a gradual excercise regime in the garden. Improve energy and stamina, and rebuild lost muscle. That's the plan anyway. Wish me Luck. There's work needs completing before I die, many years of stuff yet to do. I will keep you posted... I. WAZIR
Friday, 18 December 2020
Wednesday, 16 December 2020
Tuesday, 15 December 2020
Monday, 14 December 2020
Natural Logic, fueling our Resistance...
We grow them therefore we eat them....We eat them therefore we grow them.
Saturday, 12 December 2020
Wednesday, 9 December 2020
Sharing the work is easy... Sharing the cake is hard.
Pineapple and caramel upside down cake.
Wish you were here, the cake was good. I. WAZIR
Tuesday, 8 December 2020
Fingers out ...Beans in.
I recently bumped into an advertisment for Wi Fi ear plugs. Presented like jewelery. They looked like golden beans. The song drifted into my head from way back in the day when as a kid my only source of music was an old Pennine Ranger valve radio.I would dare guess the beans will be popular. I doubt very much that the down side of the audio distraction may have been noticed, potentialy. One fifth of the senses distracted from the reality of the present moment. Natural intelligence displaced by the editted highlights of someone elses pre recorded programming. The kids will probably need to navigate the streets with some kind of pedestrian iPhone GPS app. They are going to get the grumpy grown ups shouting at them more often. More convenient to users who put their fingers in their ears when mam or dad are sounding off. Who would want to hear parents good advice anyway? Fantastic in school. Teachers would never know you were wearing them. They may even prove useful when cheating in exams. The benign wisdom of righteous counselling overidden by the little cyber devil whispering the in the ear. It is all going to end in tears I'll be bound.Know anything about,subliminal advertising, specific frequency programming,market manipulation or brainwashing??? If not you need to get informed.
Vaccine anyone??? Only one in ten chance of it not working. What of long term side effects? Adds another little percentage to the risk factor. Maybe another one in ten. How may long term effects be assessed in such short order??? Could turn out to be another mutagenic disaster, remember thalidamide... What about the interaction with other long term medications? Distracted by media promotion, the Merry-Con way, driven by fear folk may ignore the pressing needs of immediate serious long term illness in favour of the new fashionable spurrious "risk prevention".
For years I have been trying to promote a route to healthy sustainable lives. Little noticed even by my own ofspring. I suspect there will be a whole generation to come that prefer having beans in their ears to being constantly forced to pull their fingers out... I. WAZIR
Monday, 7 December 2020
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Sunday, 29 November 2020
Saturday, 28 November 2020
Friday, 27 November 2020
A friend comes to lunch...No social distancing...no mask...No Fear.
It's time to stop messing around
Wednesday, 25 November 2020
Practical positivity ,locked down into my "normal" life. Home garden the Great Liberator.
Saved...!
Saturday, 21 November 2020
Wednesday, 18 November 2020
Tuesday, 17 November 2020
Monday, 16 November 2020
Coming in from the Cold...
Friday, 13 November 2020
Friday the Thirteenth...
Lucky for me...
Thursday, 12 November 2020
Monday, 9 November 2020
New arrivals...
Brown hen turned out to be a real treasure...
Sunday, 8 November 2020
The eighth day of November, 2020. Rememberance Sunday. Anne- Sophie and Reinold's Wedding Aniversary. Lest we forget the Living.
Saturday, 7 November 2020
Monday, 2 November 2020
Forward Planning ahead of the Covid pandemic. Leaving the sickness and confusion far behind.
Waiting for the first dry day.
Saturday, 31 October 2020
From the Transtemporal Observatory...
Looking back at it, my present may not be your future.No good looking for news through a window to the past.Broken News is never the whole story. How to survive the cyclic challenge of historic administrative folly. Some would keep returning to the failed dependency.
Trusting in the hand me down systems can have regretable results.On offer;" Prison,Mental hospital or a bullet in the head."
Advice from my daughter whom the Colombian officials had coached: "I know they are Fascists dad,but do what they tell you."Long distance from Wales.
Principles are not things to be thrown away when times get difficult. We didn't compromise. Instead we recruited the aid of a member of the Colombian Army.We had Right in Law, therefore he was on our side.
We got home with a fine uplifting tale to tell. We're still standing on our hind legs without undue compromise of our moral principles.
I am not getting nostalgic. In many ways it's worse now.The old colonial empires' chickens have gradually but no less virally come home to roost.The early internet day privileged kids used to love it when their little bit of prankster rumour mongering or meming went viral. The political scientists have analysed the metrics of that liberal child's allowance,all grist to the mill of the globalist propaganda machine.Those now aging children will realize they have become victims of their own device.Enlightened preinternet warnings were ignored,reconstructed post war parental wisdom neglected. "Prepare for the crisis that is coming", that was a lot of well informed,wasted words ago. If it's only just dawning on you(as though you'd thought of it yourself), it's probably too late to adequately cope with the next phase of this troublesome decade without a high degree of initial discomfort, shortages and a sense of deprivation. I spent so much time trying to positively influence close family and friends to no avail, I nearly missed the bus myself. In retrospect I regard my past effort as well meant but naively foolish.
Let the wild things grow.An old variety, a hardy survivor. Denser than the pumped up super market offerings. Less prone to rot.
Thursday, 29 October 2020
"CoVid Clusters"...Lockdown Heaven.
