Think I will start my own religion.
in ancient times, the God, Sun, sent life to the Earth.
The Sun God in due time, having compassion on the human animals, sent his son, the son of the Sun, which gave the son life, to show humanity how to evolve out from under rocks and out of caves.
His father, the Sun, gave the son, dominion over all the earth, and humanity, all animals which swam, crawled, flew or walked!
The son and sons of the son, who had sons who had sons, until foretold in that far off land of the Republic of Texas, the grandson of a Confederate soldier, the 9th would father an 8th, who would inherit all the dominion of the first son.
Means I own the earth, pay up, or pack up!
My father the Sun God said so!
Amen, and hallelujah!
The ole dog!
Oh, a lot of things!
Sea turtles, are born on a beach, claw their way out of the sand, run for the water, spend long years at sea, return to the same beach to lay their eggs.
They live long lives if they can dodge the predators.
Take another animal, a bird, a humming bird.
Life spans, depending on sub species, seems to range between four and nine years.
Some spend their entire lives in one place, feeding on one type flower.
Others migrate, up into North America in the summer time, then back again south in late fall.
Ask yourself, how do they do this.
Main stream science says, DNA.
Following a DNA program.
Maybe from memory also.
Take that humming bird now.
Most folks who understand reincarnation to one extent or the other, will tell you a human was another lower level animal before they became a human animal, they were a lower form of life before the lower level animal, (as humans see it).
So animals have both souls, not as advanced down that long hard road, as a humans in most cases, and they reincarnate just as a humans energy or soul does.
Back to that humming bird.
At some point, another level of life becomes a humming bird.
The humming bird has who knows, a million lives, millions as a humming bird?
So that bird, listening to it’s own instinct, (past life experiences), know to follow a certain flight path, and when it gets to a certain place, where the flowers or humming bird feeders are usually to be found.
Anyone looks like they know where they are going, soon has a whole lot of others following, even if the followers don’t know where they are headed or why, so the new souls, who have just become humming birds, learn the ropes and the food spots, from the old souls.
At some point, that humming bird, having fulfilled it’s required lives and lessons as a humming bird, will move up to the next level, whatever that may be, and will not be the same for every bird moving up.
That bird, will start at there next level, say as a cardinal, or a Martin, have to learn a whole new way of doing things, and learn from both the old souls, and trial and error.
Same with human animals, our souls at this level.
The news ones come in, the old souls cuss their ignorance, bumbling stupidity, sometimes they live, some times they die, but learn a lesson from that death.
Next life, don’t do that thing which got you killed, don’t trust that type of person who killed you cause you trusted them, and that all that glitters is not gold, every female, does not possess a warm motherly heart, every male human walks on two legs, is not a man.
That sort of thing.
Or drinking yourself to death did not solve your problems, you took em with you when you died, and still had to deal with them.
Or spending ones life in pursuit of world pleasures cost much-much more than they are worth.
If one will listen to their past lives, they will share the wisdom of their lessons with you, so as to show you where to find food, how to do a skill, a warning of danger in certain times and places, in the presence of certain people or types of people.
What kind of man/women, as the case may be, to marry, and which types to avoid.
All from screwing up or succeeding in past lives.
No life, no matter how hard, or to other humanity, wasted, is truly wasted if you learn that lesson.
Same lesson each and everyone of us have had to learn, or will have to.
No holier than thou room in reincarnation, cause from dust we came, and to dust shell we return, then come from dust again.
No one starts at the top in this pilgrimage.
Look inward, see the one who has caused your problems.
Fix those problems.
Move to new problems.
Move to new problems.
Spending another year in the same grade, watching your friend and classmates move on, grow without you, while you do another year or life as the case may be, of hell reliving what you already did once, is not where it is at.
Embrace yourself as an individual responsible for yourself, look inward, eat the pain, grow, show others where the flowers are.
Get er done!
John C Carleton
Folks, know those Yemen souls being Holocausted by Saudi, Israhell, USA?
Blown up, starved till death?
Yemens, as per modern DNA testing, are the closest thing to Ancient Hebrews in the world today.
Israhell Non Semitic Khazarians are not kin to ancient Hebrews, as per modern DNA testing and proven Historical Accounts.
SO WHATS WRONG WITH THIS PITURE BIBLE THUMPING AMERICANS?
John C Carleton
Hell, I almost felt young listening to this.
Made me want to run out and find a trashy women.
Like my first ex wife?
Or the second Ex-wife
Belay my last!
When in a conversation with someone I mention an ole girlfriend or ex-wife, the wife looks over innocently and ask:
Women, gotta love em!
Weird world we live in nowadays, it’s the kind of place that literally doesn’t make any sense, especially if you lived in the older America. That world has since moved on, like a far less cool version of the “moved on world” in The Dark Tower series. A young man can’t buy a pack of smokes unless he’s 21 years of age in the state of Virginia, but he’ll have to register for Selective Service and potentially die for “freedom” thousands of miles from home. However, if he’s under the age of 21, but has joined the imperial janissary-class, he can legally buy his native tobacco. Doesn’t sound like liberty and freedom to this good ‘ole boy, but whatever.
We live in a world where women can murder their babies because it’s “their choice.” But, freedom of association, a very clear choice, was practically outlawed in 1964 for rights of some sort. This world allows a pre-teen to mutilate themselves, in the pursuit to become the physically impossible, in the name of the holy “choice.” It’s a world designed, and thoroughly enforced, around the idea of “freedom to,” or choice to. “Freedom from” is essentially illegal, except when curtailing speech that was once acceptable only a decade ago, or, at the very least, cost prohibitive.
This is a land that Pat Buchanan warned us about. Below is an excerpt from his must-read Death of the West:
In half a lifetime, many Americans have seen their God dethroned, their heroes defiled, their culture polluted, their values assaulted, their country invaded, and themselves demonized as extremists and bigots for holding on to beliefs Americans have held for generations
The Death of the West (2002)
Depending who you are listening to at the moment, the sky is ether falling, has fallen, or the little green and gray men from outer space are coming, one side to shoot the sky down, the other to put a force field over it so the other side can’t shoot it down!
Reminds me of a line from a 1980s song:
“Well the Yanks hate the Reds, and the Greeks hate the Turks,
I really hate to say it but they all a bunch of jerks,
Everybody’s shaking cause the big one is about to fall,
I just got to hold it steady while I piss on the wall!”
Just take a deep breath!
Now, world is always changing.
Climate is always changing.
Been changing for millions of years.
It is just four score and ten is not all that long in the plan of things.
What weather patterns one grows up with, is thought of as “normal”.
Weather, climate, is always changing, just so slow compared to the short 70 year span of man, most times man does not notice a real change.
Then there are times like these, when things are changing fast.
Not the first time this happened, won’t be the last.
But in the meantime, no matter if you think it is man made, which I do not, or a natural cycle, a side effect of a growing earth, either way, lots of areas hit by dry years, little in way of natural blooms/seeds and seed crops in the fields.
Try to keep some flowering plants growing around your homes exterior, for the bees, butterflies.
Don’t forget the humming birds, getting some up at my house already.
Put some seed out for the wild birds.
They have to eat, they one of natures creatures also.
A note here, if you decide to feed larger wild animals, best not to feed them around your house, as although they may get used enough to you to come eat, they are still wild and if feel threatened, feel a baby is threatened, or in time of season for sex, some animals Are not in a good mood or thinking real straight.
Males have been known to attack humans because they walked by when say a buck, is all hopped up on testosterone, got one thing on his mind, and you wander in his way!
But give natures critters a helping hand in this time of change.
And don’t forget the two legged ones fell through the cracks, living on the streets, or under bridges.
If a person is hungry, and you can feed thenm without making your own family do without, feed them.
See the bum on the street, he or she ask for money, if you can spare five, ten, twenty, give it to them.
If they are scamming you, they will have to answer for their actions.
But I would rather get scammed by someone out of 10 dollars, than leave a hungry human out on the street, while I go home to my stocked kitchen and warm bed.
If you know the person is a scam artist, thats different.
See all that wildlife, birds, bees, butterflies?
Humanity needs them.
Nature has been getting things done on this rock for millions of years.
Best times on this rock for humanity has been when humanity learned to live with nature, not when humanity tried to rape and rule Nature.
So if it is a hungry stray dog, a cat, wild birds, bees, or a fellow human pilgrim down on their luck, give em a hand for the benefit of all of Nature, which includes humanity.
John C Carleton
I had noticed Brother Nathanael had gotten the ole heave ho from YouRube at the same time I did in the great YouRube purge of Truthtellers and non government worshippers of 2019.
Good to see he has found a new video server platform.
One I was not aware of and will check out.
My Spiritual beliefs can best be described as Deist of the line of belief of the Revolutionaries of the American Revolution, with a software update for modern times and lessons learned.
But I sometimes identify myself as a Pagan Priest, as the Church of Rome called my Viking ancestors Pagans, while the Church of Rome Priest raped little boys, led slaughters of Native peoples into many lands, for wealth/forced conversion to the “Church”, burned people alive, tortured folks in every way imaginable to mankind.
All because the Vikings fought against forced conversion of their young, and the theft of their lands.
I do not know what brand of “Orthodox Christian”, Bro Nathanael is, nor does it concern me, he has never tried to force upon me his beliefs, and he tells a lot of truth.
John C Carleton
If there are any out there, who care to look behind the facade of the act which was General George S Patton, this is a s close as you will get.
Written by his nephew, who as an FBI agent, spent some time with Patton here and there during WW 2.
Talking to a probably early twenties guy works at a pet store where I buy some feed, in the conversation I used one of Georges quotes.
I asked did he know who that was?
Did not have a clue.
John C Carleton
Through a Glass Darkly
by Gen. George S. Patton, Jr.
“Through the travail of the ages,
Midst the pomp and toil of war,
Have I fought and strove and perished
Countless times upon this star.
In the form of many people
In all panoplies of time
Have I seen the luring vision
Of the Victory Maid, sublime.
I have battled for fresh mammoth,
I have warred for pastures new,
I have listed to the whispers
When the race trek instinct grew.
I have known the call to battle
In each changeless changing shape
From the high souled voice of conscience
To the beastly lust for rape.
I have sinned and I have suffered,
Played the hero and the knave;
Fought for belly, shame, or country,
And for each have found a grave.
I cannot name my battles
For the visions are not clear,
Yet, I see the twisted faces
And I feel the rending spear.
Perhaps I stabbed our Saviour
In His sacred helpless side.
Yet, I’ve called His name in blessing
When after times I died.
In the dimness of the shadows
Where we hairy heathens warred,
I can taste in thought the lifeblood;
We used teeth before the sword.
While in later clearer vision
I can sense the coppery sweat,
Feel the pikes grow wet and slippery
When our Phalanx, Cyrus met.
Hear the rattle of the harness
Where the Persian darts bounced clear,
See their chariots wheel in panic
From the Hoplite’s leveled spear.
See the goal grow monthly longer,
Reaching for the walls of Tyre.
Hear the crash of tons of granite,
Smell the quenchless eastern fire.
Still more clearly as a Roman,
Can I see the Legion close,
As our third rank moved in forward
And the short sword found our foes.
Once again I feel the anguish
Of that blistering treeless plain
When the Parthian showered death bolts,
And our discipline was in vain.
I remember all the suffering
Of those arrows in my neck.
Yet, I stabbed a grinning savage
As I died upon my back.
Once again I smell the heat sparks
When my Flemish plate gave way
And the lance ripped through my entrails
As on Crecy’s field I lay.
In the windless, blinding stillness
Of the glittering tropic sea
I can see the bubbles rising
Where we set the captives free.
Midst the spume of half a tempest
I have heard the bulwarks go
When the crashing, point blank round shot
Sent destruction to our foe.
I have fought with gun and cutlass
On the red and slippery deck
With all Hell aflame within me
And a rope around my neck.
And still later as a General
Have I galloped with Murat
When we laughed at death and numbers
Trusting in the Emperor’s Star.
Till at last our star faded,
And we shouted to our doom
Where the sunken road of Ohein
Closed us in it’s quivering gloom.
So but now with Tanks a’clatter
Have I waddled on the foe
Belching death at twenty paces,
By the star shell’s ghastly glow.
So as through a glass, and darkly
The age long strife I see
Where I fought in many guises,
Many names, but always me.
And I see not in my blindness
What the objects were I wrought,
But as God rules o’er our bickerings
It was through His will I fought.
So forever in the future,
Shall I battle as of yore,
Dying to be born a fighter,
But to die again, once more.”
Since 2015, Saudi, with the help and support of Israhell and the USA, have been slaughtering, starving to death, the Yemen people.
For all you bible thumpers out there, DNA has proved, the closest thing to an ancient Hebrew left in this world, is the Yemen people, which Saudi, Israhell and the USA are slaughtering.
I sincerely hope, this will put an end to it.
John C Carleton
Long Range Attack On Saudi Oil Field Ends War On Yemen
Today Saudi Arabia finally lost the war on Yemen. It has no defenses against new weapons the Houthis in Yemen acquired. These weapons threaten the Saudis economic lifelines. This today was the decisive attack:
Drones launched by Yemen’s Houthi rebels attacked a massive oil and gas field deep inside Saudi Arabia’s sprawling desert on Saturday, causing what the kingdom described as a “limited fire” in the second such recent attack on its crucial energy industry.
The Saudi acknowledgement of the attack came hours after Yahia Sarie, a military spokesman for the Houthis, issued a video statement claiming the rebels launched 10 bomb-laden drones targeting the field in their “biggest-ever” operation. He threatened more attacks would be coming.
New drones and missiles displayed in July 2019 by Yemen’s Houthi-allied armed forces
Today’s attack is a check mate move against the Saudis. Shaybah is some 1,200 kilometers (750 miles) from Houthi-controlled territory. There are many more important economic targets within that range:
The field’s distance from rebel-held territory in Yemen demonstrates the range of the Houthis’ drones. U.N. investigators say the Houthis’ new UAV-X drone, found in recent months during the Saudi-led coalition’s war in Yemen, likely has a range of up to 1,500 kilometers (930 miles). That puts Saudi oil fields, an under-construction Emirati nuclear power plant and Dubai’s busy international airport within their range.
Unlike sophisticated drones that use satellites to allow pilots to remotely fly them, analysts believe Houthi drones are likely programmed to strike a specific latitude and longitude and cannot be controlled once out of radio range. The Houthis have used drones, which can be difficult to track by radar, to attack Saudi Patriot missile batteries, as well as enemy troops.
The attack conclusively demonstrates that the most important assets of the Saudis are now under threat. This economic threat comes on top of a seven percent budget deficit the IMF predicts for Saudi Arabia. Further Saudi bombing against the Houthi will now have very significant additional cost that might even endanger the viability of the Saudi state. The Houthi have clown prince Mohammad bin Salman by the balls and can squeeze those at will.