Category: Imported from one of our other blogs –

Thursday – January 23, 2025 – 6 Weeks of back mail arrived today. –

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Edited -Thursday – January 23rd, 2025 – -9˚C / +16˚F & very light snow is falling @ 4:30 pm in “Souff-Western New Brunswick” – Yesterday was Cousin Kathy Conroy’s Birfday. –

- 4:15 pm - Very Light Snow Falling on 'Deer Hill' -

– “Very Light Snow Falling On Deer Hill” = 4:15 pm January 23rd, 2025 –

— It just took me almost two hours to set up an iMac -Take a Photo –  find all the USB cables I needed to connect an older iPhone to the USB A on my iMac … Because The almost New iPhone in the other room wasn’t quite all the way plugged into its USB C charger cable and drained instead of charging overnight – I think I have maybe five or six different USB iPhone Charging cables and the things that plug into a wall socket to charge the danged phones. 3 different ‘generations’ of charger schnarr for two older phones that no longer have the chips they’d need to consider themselves phones – they’re just auxiliary  cameras these days. And I almost sent this iMac back to the company I bought it from because the danged computer kept crashing in the middle of a sentence when I was typing away. It has 32 GB of RAM and couldn’t handle fifteen page stories? – other than that – It’s got 2560 by 1440 Pixels available for its monitor, which isn’t bad… And it was in “Like New” condition and had been refurbished. Maybe I should have asked why it needed to refurbished. Maybe I got a clinically depressed iMac – cheap enough – but —>

— So, Anyway – Today – around 1:15 pm Atlantic Time – And I never realized that New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, P.E.I. and part of Quebec were an hour ahead of Eastern Time before I got here – I’m not sure about Labrador, but Newfoundland is another half hour ahead of those of us in the Atlantic Time area of the ‘Maritimes’ – that would make it about an hour and a half ahead of New England, New York, the US East Coast, Most of Quebec and all of Ontario and – I remember Illinois and Wisconsin being in the Central Time Zone, Colorado’s in the Mountain Time Zone, and California, Oregon, Washington State, Sometimes Arizona, maybe Nevada, and British Columbia are in the Pacific Time Zone – Alaska’s on its own – an hour behind California, and Arizona became Anal Retentive and wouldn’t agree to accept Daylight Saving Time – { And wouldn’t Celebrate Martin Luther King Jr Day, either – Wait until they get to the Pearly Gates and see all the African American ex-slaves standing their telling them to step out of line and go into the examination rooms where they’ll have to bend over and spread their cheeks and have a half robotic gray alien probe and chip them somewhere where it will probably hurt for at least a century and a half unless they volunteer to come back down here and spend a couple lives as a minority slave – property of monsters who make Simon LeGree look like an an angelic boy scout. } { Okay, I’m trying to be Perceptive, non-Judgmental. }

— Um, back on topic – { Clears his throat } – Um, today, around 1:15 pm – the mail person delivered about six weeks of mail that was probably sitting in half a dozen places, waiting for the Canadian Postal Workers to get their human rights back. Even Taylorists tell their students that “if You treat your employees like they’re decent human beings, and realize that ‘Beedy Grastards’ get what they deserve – You wouldn’t have to worry about waking up one morning to learn that the people you thought you could convince to work their tails off for starvation wages and indecent working conditions { Verbal abuse, sexual harassment, Blatant Racism, Sexism, et cetera – } have formed a Union and gone out on strike. Tyrants don’t do so well in the real history of life on this planet – at least since the Glactic Federaion of Light began monitoring things and watching the planet and everybody on it go through these cyclical growing pains….

— So anyway – Have a nice life – come see me when you feel like your head is exploding because you suddenly realize that those of us who’ve been telling you that you’ve been believing the wrong set of lies for at least the last 20,000 years – were telling the truth.

— Namaste – Douglas Jay Otterson —

— { Copied and pasted by Jim Wellington } —

Friday —> June 21, 2024 —> Feels like Something Positive Happened —>

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Friday —> June 21st, 2024 —> { “First Full Day of Summer-”  ? } {{ +24˚C / +76˚F & ‘Mostly Cloudy’ @ 3:45 pm ADT in New Brunswick, Canada —> }}

12 Neighbours Eff-book Header

– “12 Neighbours Community” – ‘Eff-Book’ Header’ –

• The 12 Neighbours Community has an “Eff-book” presence @ https://www.facebook.com/12Neighbours/
• The “12 Neighbours Community” in the photo that should be above this – was concieved of by a local millionaire as a means to not only make sure homeless people have a warm and safe “tiny home” as a place to live, but a supportive network of people around them. The community with 96 tiny homes – grouped into smaller clusters of 12 tiny homes each – is located on a main-ish road { “Two Nations Road” } which, I believe, is through “First Nations Land” { the Canadian version of “Native American Sovereign Territory” } – And along with the 96 tiny homes is a larger building with rooms/apartments for once homeless people who are more comfortable with apartment living than private home living. AND the Community Centre in that larger building has rooms for meetings and class rooms AND a restaurant “Neighbourly Coffee” where the residents of the 12 Neighbours Community can find ‘gainful supportive/nurturing caring employment’. PLUS some of the earliest residents when there were only a handful of tiny homes there – had a hand in constructing the rest of the tiny homes there, and they are building more tiny homes that will be for sale – { I don’t know how much they will cost, but I love that idea. I really like the idea that this community is based on.
• Meanwhile – the ice-hole conservatives in the New Brunswick provincial government have weakened the laws that were put in place to protect renters and fought bills that would in any way weaken landlords’ rights to raise the rent to insanely high prices and evict tennants from low income housing, demolish the existing buildings and put up high priced, high end high rise condo type apartments. Calling these political conservatives “Beedy Grastards” up here is an exercise in stretching ‘redundant’ beyond the limits of reason.
• Also Meanwhile like : We’re getting spam phone calls from National Conservative Party shills asking us if they can count on our support at a rally featuring the Beedy Grastard who has been demonizing anything ‘Liberal’ and trying to convince voters that if they don’t elect a majority Conservative ‘Government’ in the next elections Canada will become a totalitarian ’Socialist’ State complete with Gulags and taxes @ something like 5,000% beyond ridiculous.
• AND the love of my life and I cannot understand why so many people have been duped into voting for the Beedy Grastards who promise “Tax Cuts” in every election – and deliver tax cuts to the richest beedy grastards in this country and deliver cuts in services to everybody else. Time for a heavy metal version of “When will they ever learn” ?
• Ya think the greedy will realize how badly they ‘Fupped Up’ only after the working public they screwed out of decent paying jobs can no longer afford to pay for their shoddy merchandise and they all go bankrupt financially? Instead of just being bankrupt spiritually and philosophically like they have been all along?
• Schnarr!
• ~~~~~ Jim {{ Copied and Pasted from “Day One” Journaling app – may be an Apple/Mac/App Store thing? It keeps trying to tell me I need to get stupid and up my iCloud memory limit & thereby cost me an arm and a leg more each month??? }}

Welcome To Stone Lake

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— Stone Lake is a property that includes a steep hill where logging trails were the only way vehicles could hope to reach the summit.

Kaeren

– Kaeren of Stone Lake – Parallel Earth designation =   { E/NorAm/US+Can+Mex # (-07) } –

— Kaeren O’Neill’s protective uncle George owned the property. When she was a bright-eyed five year old he’d promised Kaeren it would be hers some day.

— But George disappeared and everybody said he ran off with his secretary. Since uncle George worked for the US Government a lot of scary men came around and asked a lot of scary questions.

— But that was ten years ago.

— And a farmer named MacPhearson { Uncle George’s best friend since childhood } received a letter from Uncle George’s attorney explaining that if George disappeared for more than five years, Farmer MacPhearson should sell the property and make sure the money from that sale went to Kaeren so her alcoholic mother couldn’t drink it all up – The plan was that money would pay for Kaeren’s University Education.

— But nobody seemed to want to buy that property, heck, most of it was nearly vertical.

— And when an out of towner was interested, Farmer MacPhearson drove the potential buyer up the steep and partially washed out logging trail in a four-wheel drive vehicle that had been ‘customized’ for use as a farm utility vehicle. MacPhearson’s son had hacked off the back half of the once Station Wagon-like Power Wagon, put down a sheet of marine plywood and built a low wooden wall and working wooden tailgate and presented his father with one of the world’s ugliest hybrid pickup trucks. But Farmer MacPhearson thought it looked just dandy. All it had to do was drive forward and back, turn corners when he turned the steering wheel and stop when he put on the brakes. And that it did, in spades. And it was real good at carrying all kinds of stuff around his farm.

— Farmer MacPhearson had spent many hours in his youth, hunting with Uncle George – all over that hill. When George got his US Government job, the loggers thought they could squeeze him for big bucks, told him he needed to pay them quite a bit to cover their insurance and operating costs. But George wasn’t stupid. He knew how much the loggers were overcharging for the wood they ‘harvested’ from his land. And he basically told the loggers they should try one or two impossible sex acts with themselves and told his friends on the local police force to make sure the idiot loggers stayed the heck away while he was off working on classified government projects.

— But when the logging trail ended at a mound of debris, Farmer MacPhearson scratched his head, shrugged and told the young potential buyer, “I guess this is where we get out and look around a bit -”

— And when the two of them walked around the pile of twisted tree trunks and mud and who knows what else – Farmer MacPhearson gasped at what he remembered should be a hilly landscape full of old growth trees and trails left by deer and moose and smaller animals, and a gurgling brook that ran through those hills and over a couple small waterfalls – and saw only a nearly level area of exposed – not quite weathered smooth – stone. All the farmer could say was, “Well, that’s different -”

— As the summer afternoon sun blazed overhead, and heated that stone – several areas of almost spooky – mirage like – waving areas of heated air rose above the uneven ground.

— The prospective buyer – a young man only a couple of years older than Kaeren – smiled, “Looks like a stone lake -” and that name stuck.

— Like almost everyone she knew, Kaeren believed she lived in the only Reality there was – The planet she knew as “Earth” – And it never occurred to her that there could be anything like a parallel world —

But then One Morning – She Woke Up To Find:

Eslyn in Mer city

– A completely unexpected landscape –

— She thought she was still asleep and dreaming.

Midnight in the desert.

– But the people in this ‘dream world’ knew she was there and responded to her presence. –

— She could taste the air. She could feel the wind. The sand in this strange place smelled like wood smoke.

Re: Search For Images Of Ganesh

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Sunday, January 28, 2018 —> +3˚C / +37˚F with light rain falling in this part of Atlantic Canada —

— Time for me to weigh in here with a copy & paste of what I’m using as a sticky on my blog —

— This was posted almost two and a half years ago after one of my clients wanted images of Ganesh for his web site.

— I kind of like the way this looks. —> Hope you do too.

—H.J. d’A—

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Thursday, September 22, 2016 — 19˚C / 66˚F with bright sunshine @ 12:42 pm in Atlantic Canada —

Ganesh - with a black background

A friend wanted an image of Ganesh – Apparently September 5th was a special day dedicated to Ganesh in India, There were many images that could have fit the bill. I liked quite a few, including this one.

I am hesitant to call Ganesh a ‘god’. Cultural differences are too easy to misunderstand. My take on a ‘Western view’ of Ganesh would be that He is regarded the way Roman Catholics regard Saints. They ask Ganesh for help overcoming obstacles, removing obstacles from their lives, blessing them with ‘good luck’.

"Happy Ganesh Chaturthi'

I should have looked this up, but it looks like ‘Ganesh Chaturthi’ is a Holiday / Celebration Day dedicated to Ganesh.

My friend, Jim W., told me a story related to Ganesh. While he was working part time as a cleaner when he first became a permanent resident in Canada and could legally find work- one of the places he worked was an old textile mill that was in the process of being converted into a ‘Corporate Centre’ / Office Building. The building had some creepy areas, other people who were there at night reported seeing ghosts, experienced being touched and/or pinched when nobody else was in the building.

Jim began chanting “Shri Ram” – a chant he picked up from a recording of music popular with Sufis – which was attributed to Mahatma Gandhi- He said he could feel his own voice vibrating in his chest and then all around him (after several minutes) in an unusually relaxing manner and then received a ‘spontaeneous visualization’ in which Ganesh was dancing, walking along beside him as he dusted, mopped and wet-mopped the floors. A few minutes later his visualization had expanded to include a whole traveling group of Hindu Indian musicians, playing drums and other instruments as they walked along with Ganesh and Jim, clearing the creepy vibrations away with happy smiling feelings and light.

He said he’d never thought of Ganesh as a Dancer- but apparently most Hindu Indians know Ganesh as quite the accomplished dancer.

🙂

— H.J. d’A —

This Earthly Life

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This Earthly Life

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Friday, September 15th, 2017

 

It all seemed so simple
While we basked in Heavenly Love
– Guided by the wisdom of Heavenly Beings

So of course we volunteered
to come back down to earth
To save those silly earthlings
that we cared so much about
From suffering all the pain and confusion
they so readily embraced
in their blindness
and ambition –

But the process of birth
wiped our memories completely
and left us defenseless
before those Shakespearean slings and arrows

We were target practice for everything
that only valued power
and saw love as weakness
wisdom as a hindrance to their fulfillment
which, of course, they could never achieve
anyway –
And then they blamed us for their
inability to become the sole
ruler of everything they see.

And when the ones we care about
turn and blame us for every little failure
in their lives
of course it hurts

If we were mindless
unfeeling
disconnected
automatons
It might not hurt at all

But we are, after all,
Angels in Training
And we feel every pain
we ever wanted to save
anyone else from ever feeling –

And down here
where the electro-magnetic currents
have intense and negative effects
on our ability to remember who we are
and why we’re here –
and, in effect, block out the sun of reason –
we’ve either got to trust
The Heart of the Universe
and the wisdom of whatever
we believe God might be
– to get us through this –

-intact?

— Jim Wellington 2017

Other Worlds? —> Other Times?

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Tuesday? January 23rd, 2018 —> Uh —Why am I doing this on my day off? —> Imported into “Perspective” on Friday – January 25th, 2018 — it’s dark outside and I can’t see the thermometer —djo–

Floating Cliffs?

“Dreams Don’t Always Make Sense-“

— Before waking up in ‘The Faer Kingdoms’ I had a dream than an impossible cliff was floating in a void.

Cat-Man guarding a cavern.

– But then a Cat-Man was guarding this cavern –

— You better know I had to pinch myself – And I FELT it!

Just inside the cavern.

– So I followed him into the cavern and couldn’t understand a word he said –

— But through sign language and gestures I understood that he was guarding this cavern for a reason and he thought I should hurry up and climb a hill –

Hot night in the cavern.

– Not all the guides in this cavern were as scary as the first one –

— But she rolled her eyes when I smiled at her –

Cat-Man guard near the end.

– Near the end of a long climb and some dizzying, “Don’t Look Down!” warnings I thought I saw the first guard’s twin brother. –

— And Just when I thought, “I don’t think I can get used to this -”

Woman guard with gear axe

– Another half dressed woman guard stepped out of the shadows and waved an axe at me –

— In an accent I couldn’t quite place she said, “I will tell you when it’s safe to go out there – You wait here.” And she sneered at me. I got the point.

Map of Shamrock Island.

– She came back about half an hour later and handed me a map –

— She pointed to a spot near the middle of the map and said, “You are here -” and she frowned, “Your adventure has only begun -”

— She glared at me for some uncomfortable moments then softened, “We dress like this because distracted men don’t fight very well -”

— Then she gestured and I stepped out into sunlight that was much too bright –

—djo—