There is something miraculous in the way the years wash away your evidence, first you, then your friends and family, then the descendants who remember your face, until you aren’t even a memory, you’re only carbon, no greater than your atoms, and time will divide them as well.
—  Anthony Marra, A Constellation of Vital Phenomena

After doing a Google search. He isn’t a member of the KKK. He gets kkk members to leave the KKK.

“For me, a completely reformed former KKK member or white supremacist would be someone who not only apologizes for what they’ve done, but actively works toward repairing or providing reparations for the lives in the communities which they’ve affected—or for the thousands of people who have seen images of them in that white hood and the trauma that it’s invoked in so many young people.”

Yet in original post he is mocked by people for doing this:

“When you join the Mafia you do not snitch, you do not sell out your own. You will be killed. That’s their code. The police have their own—it’s called the blue wall of silence. The Klan similarly turns on those who betray the group, and the black community is no different.” 

“I try to bring out the humanity in people, We all are human beings at the end of the day.

I hope this podcast gave you some insight. He’s talked many members out of the KKK through friendship. This mans a Hero. #Love it!

I Dreamed Of

I dream of minds expanding
roads diverging
from learning
and growing
in a garden of
grand and changing ideas.

I dream of wonderlands
that consist of;
What if love
conquers hate?
What if curiosity
conquers ignorance?
What if technology
and language
conquers the distance
between what
you and
I understand?

I dream of new waves
traveling in space,
signals that remain
long after we pass
that continue to ask
all the questions we ask
and even the ones we have
yet to get to.

I dream of clarity
that clears the fog
then more insights
that expand our senses
with the consequences
of peace, love, and understanding
of people handling
hearts with care
so those who know despair
find that they don’t have to live there
that they can visit their pain,
learn from that ache, 
and educate others
not insulating them from suffering
but offering well-informed solace
and a chance to make
everything better than it is.


Of course love is a feeling; but the love which God calls for is vastly more. It pulls and draws on every fibre of our being. Nothing less is enough for such a God. It’s a love that transforms our attitudes, because we want to please him and be like him. Loving God means not loving money, not pursuing a comfortable life just because it seems the easy thing to do. It’s a love that changes our decisions, because we are determined that our lives will count for his glory. Our life choices, our career choices, our relationship and marriage choices, will be made deliberately for the love of God, as we delight in him for all that he is. It’s a love that takes us into places that we would never otherwise go – for God’s glory and for the love of our neighbour. A love like this, so strong and uncompromising, can’t come from us. It can be in us only if God himself has put it here in the first place!

Cleaning Up From Yesterday, the Battle Continues

Dec. 7, 2016

The geoengineering has been very heavy lately, and is clearly an attempt to stop an incoming rain system into California.  It’s coming anyway, and the northern part of the state will receive more than the south, which is pretty normal when it comes to rainfall.  Distributing more orgonite along the last section of ungifted California coastline, between LA and San Diego, will make a difference in how much rain we get here.

All day, there was a push and pull between their positively ionizing energies and our negatively ionizing ones.  You could see engineered haze, which was not as much chemtrails as weak clouds which could not properly form in the positively ionized atmosphere.  You could also see where we were fighting back and the clouds began to form and have definition.  The atmosphere exhibited transmutation, where there were funneling shapes from the scalar vortex.  The metals were removed leaving the water vapor free to form into puffy clouds.  It was an energetic battle all the way.

Something new I noticed today was that despite the gloomy geoengineering which kept overtaking the clouds and vice versa, the orgone was quite high and the people were unaffected by the energetic warfare on Los Angeles.  None of the metals were falling, but kept spiraling and getting cleaned out of the sky.  People were in good spirits and quite friendly.  Orgone was clearly winning over the DOR bombardment.  Although the sky was messy, it was safe, and by the end of the day, we had a beautiful orgonite sunset.

You know, in all those “humans are the creepy/fucked up alien species” posts I can’t believe we haven’t touched on organ donation yet. 

 When they heard that the human general had fallen ill to a disease of the organ known as the liver the troops began to hope that it might turn the tide of the war. Research indicated that such diseases could be fatal after all. The organ did something similar to the flagulaxin in that it filtered out toxins so when it stopped functioning the human would slowly be poisoned to death by his own body. Or so they believed.

But then he came back.

A foot soldier was captured and answers demanded. Was it a medication? Had the sickeness been a ruse to fool them?

“Nah, man. This kid on a motorcycle wiped out on the I9 freeway so they gave the general his liver since they were a match.”


“They gave him his liver. The kid was dead, and he was an organ donor. And he was a genetic match to the general.”

“They…cut the liver out of one of your young and placed it in an elder and it…worked?”

“I mean, he wasn’t that young. Mid twenties or something. But yeah, that’s essentially it.”

The interrogator and his assistant both regurgitated their most recent meal and ran from the room. Living in places like the “Australia” were one thing, but taking the organs of dead bodies and placing them in the living? What was WRONG with this species?


The luminous haze that obscures our view of the constellations - light pollution -is one of the most prevalent forms of environmental alteration. Its impact is felt across a swath of life from the migration of sea turtles to the circadian rhythm of humans. 

A new atlas of light pollution created by an international team of scientists reveals just how pervasive this artificial glow is. The atlas shows that more than 80% of the world and more than 99% of the U.S. and European populations live under light-polluted skies. The Milky Way is hidden from more than one-third of humanity, including 60% of Europeans and nearly 80% of North Americans.

Check out this interactive map and read more here.