CrowintheSnow

Imagine this: I am outside in the garden, doing jobs out there. I use an old worn out black builder's bucket I've had for many years. I had to work on clearing a drain yesterday and discovered that my good old trusty bucket didn't hold water any more. I reckoned that pretty soon, I'd probably have to buy a new one. Now bear in mind that those thoughts were just thoughts. I did not : tell anyone, email that to anyone, talk about it on the phone, or even talk to myself about it! Bear in mind I don't have CCTV, I don't have Alexa or anything similar. I keep my phone switched off most of the time and my laptop shut down and wi-fi off if I'm not using it. (which I'm not for all those hours in the day until the evening.) I have no other techie gadget in my possession. And I live in "the middle of nowhere" Nearest neighbour is 1/4 mile away , and there are certainly no CCTV's around here. There are no street lights, it's that remote. No possible surveillance going on. Okay, so this evening I put on Microsoft news and browsed the news items on that page. Ads come up there too. A big unmissable ad was for a black builder's bucket 14 litre. Identical to the old one I have. As a one-off, that must be coincidence -right? Except it's not a one-off. This kind of weird thing is happening all the time. It is happening at least twice a week. I merely think of something, and an ad will pop up in the course of the evening or next evening related to what I have thought. Now usually ideas like I've been wondering about belong in the land of schizophrenia. I know that. I am not schizophrenic and have never been accused of being so. This is happening so often, it's clear to me it's not "normal". WTF is tailoring ads to something I just "thought about"? All I'm asking is -does anyone else notice such bizarre things like this going on?

I intend to go to Spirit and have a jolly good feckin' rest, and if anyone comes along with the "R" word while I'm there, I will tell them what I usually tell double glazing sales reps "Maybe one day -eh?" and that usually gets rid of them. They keep hassling me and I will tell them to go and do one, even if they are wearing white robes and long white beards. I will skip off with my dear dog and we'll find some nice adventures.

I am so sorry you have had all this. Look into some good herbal immune support options. But the main thing is reclaim your Light. It's in there but it got overlaid with something draggy. Dig it out. Whatever helps you shine your light, do it.

What is it with Encephalitis-causing Ticks now? As if Lyme disease wasn't bad enough? https://news.sky.com/story/tick-borne-virus-detected-in-several-areas-in-england-ukhsa-warns-12850215 So scary !! Right at the Easter break when people are thinking of going out in Nature, going on good long walks, getting some vitamin D, lifting up their vibes by being outside in green spaces, camping, having picnics, kids playing in the woods which is when kids are truly happy. Designed to make us afraid of doing those things maybe? So we'll all stay in our nice concrete jungles where there are no brain-disease causing Ticks. Or is it all part of the plan to keep us in towns and cities, and away from the countryside? There's nothing like feeling in the back of your mind that you have to check you, your kids, your dogs, every five minutes for potentially deadly Ticks. Wrap up, wear lots of clothes, cover yourself in stinky dubious Deet or some other immune-wrecking pesticide. Sort of takes the joy out of a country walk or a picnic doesn't it. Let's all stay at home and watch TV...? It gets to the mind and removes the joy and puts fear in place of it. I'll just say I have had literally HUNDREDS of Tick bites over the years. I get them off as soon as I see one, and do make a check if I've been in undergrowth -sure. It is good to be sensible. If bitten, I put a herbal antiseptic on immediately. But not once have I been made ill by a Tick bite, and I once had a Lyme test after having 40 embedded Ticks on me (which I picked off with a needle), with a follow up at a later date. Nope. No Lyme. I begin to feel suspicious when I see yet another fear instilled in us. Fear now of being outside in a beautiful place in the sunshine in Spring. It seems "they" want to give us one thing after another to fear in constant succession in the last few years.

Thank you for your post. I had of course, heard of Persimmons, but only just. I had never bought or eaten one, never heard of tea made from them, and never given them any thought at all. But what you posted is amazing and fascinating. I am guessing the medicinal strength of them is in their under ripe state when they are supposed to taste very astringent? I'm interested in all kinds of herbal remedies. So a huge thanks.

I don't bear the Queen any ill will. She was just a woman. And then an old lady. I don't feel she was a reptile, or drank the blood of children. She was just some old lady who for some inexplicable reason had to wear this rather ridiculous head dress called a crown. And had to do things in robotic protocol kind of ways (which would drive me nuts) She couldn't even go to Tesco's. It makes no sensible kind of sense, but there you go. Much of life here doesn't. Where she's gone, she'd just a Soul. Like us all. For better or worse. Not a Queen any more, just a Soul on its journey. The sum total of what she has learned while in life here, what she's given to others, and what was in her heart etc. Next life she might live as a checkout assistant in Chicago, might tend cows in India, might be some Inuit person, a schoolteacher, a grocery owner....whatever. Just like us all, my friends. But the monarchy....well are they necessary? And they do spend a lot of our money now don't they? Bugger. That's not sensible either.

No I haven't read those, but thank you for mentioning them. I'll take a look and see if I can find those books. Perfect for the long winter nights to come :)

https://vernoncoleman.org/articles/if-you-are-over-50-your-government-wants-you-dead It's happening here, mate. Very sad.

I think this happened in 2009, but I can't remember which year. It could have been the year before or something. It was summer time and still fairly light about 9.30 at night. A mate of mine had been to visit that evening. He left about that time to go to his car, parked about 100 yards away, to go home. My front door was open. I live in countryside with the nearest neighbour a quarter of a mile away. Outside my house is just a lane. There'a a farm gate past a stand of big trees, about 300yards to my left, and that's more or less it. Hardly ever any passers-by Anyway, he left, walked out to the right to go to his car. I was just sitting in the room. looking outside, not thinking any thing much, Then I saw some figure walk briskly past my house. I wondered if it was him. It was unlikely to be anyone else. My front door was still open and it takes about 10 steps to get outside onto the lane. I went out immediately, thinking "what the heck? He must have forgotten something, but why did he walk past?." I looked to my left. Going out must have taken me max. 10 seconds, probably less. There was no one there. It would literally have been impossible for anyone even walking fairly briskly to have walked past all the trees and got to the farm gate. There were no other turn offs or places any walker could go off the straight lane but that. I looked to the right and my mate's car wasn't there, and no sign of it, like he'd obviously already driven away. There was absolutely NO person at all in view. But I definitely saw someone. Old-ish and slightly stooped, but agile enough to walk at that pace. Wearing brown-ish jacket. Pretty thin. Grey hair. I checked all the trees. No way through there. No way off the lane to the right -thick hedge. I am convinced I must have seen some kind of ghost. I haven't seen anything like that since. I have seen a number of inexplicable things where I live over the years. A "ghost car"....a ghost (?) taps on my door at 3 in the morning and no one there....massive explosive flames on the horizon with no explanation.....a huge flare of brilliant white light which lasted at least 20 seconds, lit up the whole house, and wan't lightning, in the middle of the night All of them while I was in normal consciousness. wide awake and sober.

His Highness's Royal Doctor's advice: "Unwillingness to use your muscles for simple everyday tasks is likely to result in complete dysfunction of the muscles, which would make you a very floppy bendy kind of King who couldn't stand up for himself or even sit up straight on the throne. Even moving a tray of pens is a small amount of anaerobic exercise, your Highness!" Camilla: "If I were you, do it Charlie babes. Or you'll have the body language experts tweeting about it. Not a good look." The King's reply: "Oh....right....sod it. I'll move the next one. One imagines that will be organically sustainable for one's little finger. When are we going home....and when's lunch?"

England is so much better since the reign of Queen Elizabeth 2. I have proof. In the reign of Queen Liz the first all our lot would have been hung drawn and quartered for treason. That would make a heck of a lot of dog food for the corgis.

Right....long time ago, in about 1992 or something (?) I was walking down a country lane with a mate of mine at 1 o clock in the morning. No, we weren't pissed, we were walking with his Jack Russell. Normal night time things going on, i.e. not much in the dark. I can't remember if we had a torch or not but that's pretty irrelevant to what happened next. All of a sudden there was a massive flare towards the east, brilliant fiery light, the colour of flames that lit up the sky in the east. Following it, there was an explosion sound which wasn't just one shot, but lingered for a bit. Nope, NOT thunder. This happened twice in the space of about 5 minutes. We just stood there nonplussed, then went back to my house. My mate called the police, reported it, asked if they could check out what it might be. It was massive, whatever it was. Really massive. Not just some farmer with insomnia, having a bonfire and blowing up an old gas can. It lit the whole east sky. The police were pretty good actually in that they did call us back after about an hour or something. No, they hadn't had any reports of any explosion. My mate bless him, called the MOD next. Nothing. They were polite and also called us back but nothing, I mean....what the fuck was that??? And nobody knew about it, no reports, no calls, not a squeak from anyone?

I can't analyse what it's about but yes, I used to get that kind of thing happening in dreams. When my dog was alive. I'd more or less every night dream that we were on walks or adventures in familiar places. Except that those places were only ones I knew in dreams. They were nothing like the Earth life reality we knew. The dreams were recurring, i.e. we would go for a circular walk in a woods many times, except that woods was a dream reality, not physical. There were roads and lanes we went down repeatedly. There was a vegetable garden with large trees at the top and a shed at the bottom with pathways with bark mulch between the vegetable growing areas. I even did weeding and digging there. There was a rocky hill or small mountain with lots of white rock, we often climbed up. Lots of people walked that route too. It seemed like a popular walking route. We went there about once a week (Earth week!) There were so many familiar places, repeated in recurring dreams every night. A place with waterways like an inlet or shallow fjord, which spread out leaving little islands. All sorts of scenes and places. I can clearly remember them. Some still turn up regularly now, but some of them don't. I actually wonder...were some of them my dog's reality? And I was just sharing in them? Are they Astral worlds? Parallel realities? Memories from another life? I have no idea but they are as 'real' as what I do here.

Usually the philosophy "follow the money" helps in sniffing out new age fake gurus/shamans/"my grandmother was an Apache" and now we do sweat lodges at £500 for a weekend.....whatever. There's a lot of it about. Sad. And people actually come away from those things feeling full of some kind of bullshit which makes them feel super special and happy. Sadder really. Then there are some who write books supposedly inspirational or based on their "initiation" which is on the "Path of this....or the Path of that...." And one I discovered which has massive chunks of the narrative and dialogue plagiarised word for word from a classic author! They get a following from these books, workshops, make a handsome living from their acolytes, but are usually quite arrogant. Smiley and fawning to anyone with lots of dosh who will keep returning to their workshops, but pretty nasty to anyone who dares to question them.

Yet another nasty virus. May be engineered, maybe not. Most likely survivable and almost definitely treatable with the correct herbal medicines. But omygosh, the fear porn is having a field day! If it's not 2 years of Covid, it;s the threat of nuclear war. then the "Monkeypox" (just as Covid stops being headlines....weird, that) Now I hear people are being advised to "cull" their pets because that's what the fear porn merchants advised....and they're experts after all....yeah right.... Microsoft won't even let me post it as a comment...haha big surprise. If anyone hasn't twigged about all this drama by now they need a brain transplant. It so in-your-face.