Do Souls in Heaven Sleep/Rest?

Contrary to what we might think or what is taught...

When we die and spend some time in Heaven, we don't just stay awake in the 24/7 daylight.

In my experience, going by my phasing trance state in 2010, 2011, and last night...

...souls in Heaven get sleepy too, or do they just lose energy when they lower themselves to our plane to interact with us, the incarnate?

Last night, I was playing some music on CD till late in the night, around 01h30.

I was playing ABBA Waterloo (1974) and Whitney Houston's Greatest Hits (2000).

Whitney Houston - You Give Good Love
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaT9NjgUNyE

ABBA - Sitting in the Palm Trees
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQmnaYDi8y8

I sensed, who I thought was Stephen, leaning against my right side as I was sitting on my bed listening to ABBA's Waterloo album (rel. in 1974) was very sleepy by about 1h00... I played the CD till 130...In a real situation, I would have turned off the music eariler.

So I turned off the music, and 'carried' the boy to the sofa in the living room.

Now, at this time I cannot see him, only felt a bit of a electrical buzz on my right pinky finger as I was carrying him.

He was very very sleepy.

I went back to my room, and straightened out my comforter, then returned to the living room.

The boy I sensed was heavily asleep, with his head turned towards the sofa. He's not gonna wake up because the music was too loud for too long and its already 1h30 in the morning.

I went back to my room, turned off the lights and before I went to sleep, Moonwalker said to me:

"He's fine on the sofa" and
"He's breaking up. He needs to go back to Heaven".

and...

"That was not Stephen that you carried, that was Andrew"

"Huh? I think I quite know Andrew's energy signature by now, after all I've known him since the mid-1980s or mid-1990s"

Homelessness: Assigning Blame Isn't A Solution

Floyd Perras, a columnist with the Winnipeg Sun, and works at Siloam Mission, cautions us not to blame homeless people for being ("choosing") to be homeless.

For me, it's not a choice. For me, what I really want would be to live in a home with others, somewhere where my "baby self" can be respected and acknowledged. I've been told though, that "no one is going to baby a 48 yr. old"... So absent of that, I choose homelessness. And with that is going about stuff in my 'adult self' like volunteering, spending time with friends.

A voice cries out in the wilderness...

Here's the link to the column:

http://www.winnipegsun.com/2014/07/24/assigning-blame-isnt-a-solution

Those citizens who are homeless, are not always to blame for their predicament.

In my case it, it has just been decade upon decade of abuse and even more so, _neglect_ of MY needs.

And actually, when you look at my life, as an autistic gay man, I've been lucky enough to have worked as much as I have in the past 40 years in the various jobs I've had - newspaper carrier, flyer distribtion, fast food crew member, data entry clerk, public speaker, webmaster...

Sure, I didn't have a VCR in the early 1980s when tv was better. Sure I didn't have other stuff, like a 'real' (long) train ride on CN or VIA Rail when I was growing up.
Sure, the only compliments *I* got were from my Trib and Sun customers.

But I guess it's all for something, isn't it? It's all for soul progress/soul growth in the end...

So, 10,000 years or 100,000 years from now I will be stronger as a soul, more resilient, just like my Guardian Angel...not moving from his values.

Course: Planning Your Life

The other day (Sunday 20-juillet) to be exact), I wrote on here that both Andrew and Stephen, my two future sons said that they at first could not go on to Assiniboine Park with me that day. They said that they were taking a course that was important to them.

I let go and let them take this course. Afterwards, around 3 pm Moonwalker my spirit guide announced to me that both boys were ready to go to the Park.

By Tuesday I was wondering, what was the subject matter or title of this course they are taking in Heaven?

Andrew told me that the name or subject of the course is:

Planning Your Life

I guess this is just one session out of many for that particular detail about planning one's life path before incarnating to Earth.

Race Cars & Reiki

My future son, Andrew and I were chatting last night.

I asked him what hobbies or books he likes. He said:

"Car books".

So I asked him to give more detail. What kind of car books?

"Race cars".

This morning I went to the River Heights Library. There are two books that come the closest:

1) DK Eyewitness Books - Cars: Discover the story of cars - from the earliest horseless carriages to the modern supercar

2) DK Car Crazy: Awesome autos > blazing bikes > terrific trucks

The rest of the collection in the 629.222 section has to do with service vehicles, construction equipment, etc... not race cars.

That's what I so much disliked about coming to this small branch. It lacks variety.

Then I went onto the Internet and found a recent broadcast of the 2014 Daytona 500 broadcast on FOX last February.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZHx_cS_DsjE

Before that round of questions I had said that it'd be nice to have Reiki and Massage, but I can't afford it.

Andrew said for me to lay down on my tummy, and to rest my head straight.

I could feel warmth on the mid part of my back, and also on the top of my head.

He said "You have issues with your Solar Plexus and your Crown Chakra". To confirm, my first Reiki practitioner also said the same about my Solar Pexus chakra. This is the point that affects self image and how we feel others perceive us.

Then also said "You need to take the (oregano) oil every day for the next month so that you can have improved psychic experiences".

At the end of the 15 min. Reiki session, Andrew said "Your Solar Plexus chakra has been restored".

Moonwalker said "Thank you Andrew". Of course I also said thank you too.

Both my future kids spent time with me on Sunday afternoon at Assiniboine Park... I lay on the grass near the prairie dog area near Lyric Stage...while both boys I could sense (not see) sitting on the nearby bench.

Andrew said to me that he'd try and find a girlfriend for me... I guess I've never asked him before to do that ... Hey, I (and possibly you) helped find Mom and Dad while before we were born.

Men / Dad's Seeing Preborn Kids in Dreams or Trance State

I know it's almost common knowledge that women can sometimes see their future kids in their dreams.
Some have seen their future kids as far back as 10 years prior to birth them.
But because "future kids" are in spirit, in Heaven, and men are made of the same "star stuff" (soul and spirit) as women are...
...

Why is it not shared amongst men that they can sometimes see their future kids before they're born?

Here's one anecdotal story of a mother seeing his son play with her husband 5 months before he's born...

http://paranormal.about.com/od/lifeafterdeathreincarnat/a/Life-Before-Birth_2.htm

Assiniboine Park with Andrew, Stephen

My two future kids, Andrew (appears as a 7 yr. old boy) and Stephen (appears as a 3 1/2 yr. old boy) spent some time with me on the weekend. They are not yet incarnated, they are spirits who live in Heaven.

They said 'yes' to accompanying me to Assiniboine Pk. Sunday, but only after they had taken a course in Heaven. I don't know what subject this course was about. Andrew told me that I too had taken the same course once in the past (between lives) a LONG time ago. I guess I'll have to ask him what course it was.

This was a chance for me to be like a parent and give the priority to my future kids...They can accompany me, after they had completed the session of the course.

So around 3 pm I woke up from a nap. My friend had walked in the door, and Moonwalker my guide whispered in my ear:

Moonwalker: Do you still want to go to the Park? Your kids are READY.

Jim: Yes, I'm ready to go now.

So I got dressed and went by bus to Assiniboine Park.

We got off at Kelvin bus stop. I know I'm supposed to get off at Park, but the bus is just going so fast. I missed this same stop last February too, but alas, there was no snow this time.

Even though I can't see them, I sensed that at first, my two future sons walked behind me, then they walked in front of me later on.

So after spending some time at the Duck Pond ... there were actually Ducks there, no Geese...We went off to where the Groundhogs(?) / Prairie Dogs were.

I could sense that the boys sat at one of the benches, while I lay on the grass.

And then I / we crossed over the pedestrian bridge, and the 11 Portage bus came at that moment.

I sensed that they had gotten bored, and left me by the time the bus got back to Polo Park.

Later on, back home I lay down to rest because it was +32 C outside and no air. conditioning inside...

I heard Andrew say; emphasize one of the words:

"You've given UP.

You're living in the past."

He also said "I can help you, if you'll let me."

Of course he has something in it for him and his younger brother. If he were to help me in whatever way that is, including finding his Mom / my Wife/parter ...then they could incarnate and we'd be a family.

Yeah, OK guys, if you can help me, in my Broken state -- no job, no home, broken teeth (who'd wanna kiss THAT?)

Mommy? "Yes" "No"

Last night I asked my future sons - Andrew and Stephen ... if they like a certain woman of child bearing age (currently 35) if they'd like it if she was their Mom.

One boy said "Yes", the other said "No"... They said it one after the other.

Seeing My Future Son Andrew Again...

Came home yesterday early evening, after volunteering... Had some dinner, then lay down for a bit...

I heard in my left ear the following:

Other Spirit = early middle age woman.

Other Spirit: How much (money) does he have?

Moonwalker: Not much.

I heard this conversation for about 30 to 45 seconds.

Then I heard the Other Spirit address me and say:

Other Spirit: Mr. Jaworski we're going to pray for YOU.

Me: Who Me?

Other Spirit: Yes YOU.

Later on I asked Moonwalker how many spirits were in the room with us. She started counting, and reach 50.

Moonwalker: There are 50 Souls in the Room.

Still later on...

One of my future sons, either Andrew or Stephen, told me to go into the washroom so that I can see him.

I didn't act on that until Wednesday night after 10h30.

I saw the back of Andrew's head, his hair, which is NOT Blonde, but I think is more medium Blonde / Brown or so. I cannot say exactly because in spirit, from Heaven, I can only see them in Greyscale (B&W). Andrew showed me the back of his head of hair so I could recognize more clearly and map what the colour would be if he were in colour.

Some background is in order.

Back in early 2010 I had had another boy spirit who called himself Jolly Roger Boy. He had visited me when I had gone into my apt. washroom to go into trance state because there are no windows there and the room was very dark.

"Jolly Roger 14 Year Old Boy" I'd call out to him.

He had visited my workplace, as a spirit of course, in late 2010 and I asked him what he thought of my work. He said to me "It looks boring". Awww.....

He had even slept with me on a few occasions because I felt something against my back and I had checked at the time, it was NOT one of my cats.

Anyways Jolly Roger Boy stopped visiting me in February 2010 because I had not been able to keep a promise to him of not leaking - wetting beyond the capacity of my Tranquility ATN diaper. My blood sugar was high and when it is like that I tend to pee very often...I call it the "3 minute pee". So after Jolly Roger Boy left me, one day I heard a very loud, but sweet boy's voice about the age of 3 1/2 years say to my right ear "Come see what we look like! Come see what we look like!"

I told the boy spirit that I wasn't interested because the one who had left me I had loved so much because he was so peaceful and serene around me. And who is "we"?

Well I got into the washroom and after about 5 minutes of getting into trance state, I started to see one older boy of about 7 yrs. and the other about 3 1/2...

Around that time, prior or after, I had recorded an EVP where the boys introduced themselves as:

"I'm Andrew." "I'm Stephen" "and I'm ..." I can't remember the adult man's name, but it seems like he's their caregiver in Heaven. Haven't heard from him since, but the boys kept in contact with me through 2010 and into 2011.

One day I went to meditation group in Spring of 2010... and I guess my soul vibration was high enough, and I actually invited Andrew and Stephen to come along with me and my friend to meditation class.

I remember they were talking to me and giggling or something. I heard them for a bit and I said that I need to concentrate on meditation and that they'd have to be quiet for a few minutes.

I used to see the boys tousling their hair, rubbing their eye if they were tired and it was after 20h30 (8:30 pm). They used to wave at me. There wasn't anything else we could do besides wave and smile and pat their hair (I felt a mild electrical buzz).

One evening I was on my mattress, and I looked up at my bookshelf and I saw Andrew, sitting on my bookshelf, pointing his hand and index finger at me and smiling. He was basically saying...

"I know you can see me, cause I can see YOU!"

So, it's been about 3 years since that time.

Moonwalker, my great grandmother has been the majority of communication with Heaven since that time.

So this week was the first in 3 years since I saw Andrew, my possible future son.

I'd like to have him be my Human son, but I don't have enough $ and I don't have a job.

I want my two sons not to live off of EIA...I don't want them to learn to depend on that.

So, who'd be the right Mommie for my boys?

Jolly Roger Boy stopped

http://www.psychic-experiences.com/real-psychic-story.php?story=4352

BLOG FWD: There is no such thing as an Autistic Adult

http://pensiveaspie.wordpress.com/2014/07/14/there-is-no-such-thing-as-an-autistic-adult/

Of course this is ABSOLUTELY, 100% NOT TRUE, but this is something I am told every day by the media and organizations that claim to “support Autism.”

When I first suspected I had Asperger’s, I immediately began looking for more information about a diagnosis and support. A google search of Autism and Jacksonville, FL was hopeful. So many resources! CARD (Center for Autism and Related Disabilities). The HEAL (Healing Every Autistic Life) Foundation. Jacksonville School for Autism. The Learning Tree. There is even an annual Autism Symposium every year!! Surely I hit the Autism Support Jackpot, right?

Wrong.

I too have hit the 'brick wall' in MY search for proper supports as a now 48 yr old guy diagnosed just last year with this.

IDK, at this stage I really feel I just need to start over again. It's basically a LOST CAUSE at this stage.

But perhaps, if enough of us were to start OUR OWN Aspie / High Funct. Autism organisation... We surely have the Skills to set up websites, newsletters, staff organizations, architecture design... we all have the TOOLS to create an Org. that would be created by US to help US, and not hooked into BIG PHARMA, or standard Dr.'s willing to reduce us with pills.

Some REAL help is only as far away as a bunch of us taking the steps to begin something like this.

I've been told by my spirit guide, I'll be incarnating on this planet for another millennium, and then make it to the 5th Dimension (Star Trek space travel on a star ship)...So the best thing to do NOW is to gather enough SOMEWHERE on this planet and build the organizations to help US.

Applying for an apt. while on EIA

I'm in the process of applying for an apt. The Rent is $695 for a Bach. suite.

On the weekend I withdrew about $400 (minus 10% tax = $360) from my RSP so when an apt. comes up I can pay the Damage Dep.

Also I faxed in my Volunteer Form on Wednesday, so that I'd have an additional $100 income for the month.

Guess what happened today (Monday)?

I got the $360 from the RSP, but the $100 was not 'installed' into my account.

I spent about $20 of the $360 on Sunday, and also today spent another of the $20.
Now I have $323 left and no $100 yet from EIA.
I have to phone EIA on Tuesday to find out where is my $100?

Otherwise folks, it's getting closer and closer to July 31st and hey...I've not been Homeless in this lifetime yet, so hey...

My wish or want or need is to live in a group home environment...Not had that either...Been told that I'm too well (not Autistic enough) to need that. "Jim, you're smart, and you've lived on your own before, now just find an apt. You'll do FINE" is what my supports have been telling me... Some of the same supports have also been helping me look for places on Kijiji together - thank you Pat, Marie, Orianne and Candice.

High Funct. Autism and Homelessness

http://www.huffingtonpost.ca/steve-lafleur/homeless-spikes_b_5572897.html

The issue, for me at least, is not just to say "hey Jim, you'll do fine, now just find an apt. ... You've lived on your own before. You'll do fine" ... I'm sorry but it's more complicated than that... I'm a high functioning autistic adult, and because of that I was not able (priorities?) to put enough effort into keeping my apt. clean... I would frequently get complaints from my caretaker telling me to "clean your apartment". I had 2 cats in a carpeted suite. How do other people keep cats or dogs and not have their apt. smell of pet urine and feces? Life skills training is the answer...

I'm saying here that for autistic people and similar we NEED others to live with us, so we can SHARE in the responsibility of maintaining a home.

And not giving us, the HIGH FUNCT. AUTISTICS that OPTION... because we're NOT as NEEDY as the more severely autistic? I JUST DON'T GET IT!

This past week, I listened to an interview on CBC's The Current where they interviewed a French Canadian mother who adopted a Korean infant.



This baby developed PTSD and was diagnosed with Attachment Disorder.



http://www.cbc.ca/thecurrent/episode/2014/07/09/one-mothers-difficult-story-of-adoption/

The mother said that PTSD in this case causes ongoing stress.

So, in my case, where I was neglected in MY NEED to remain in my babyhood state, even at the age of 3, 4, 5, 6, etc... Was denied going back, even though I looked physically as a boy, emotionally I was not properly TRANSITIONED into boyhood, and was basically SHAMED for even wanting that.

That is not right, and I'm glad that this is being addressed by Gen X and Gen Y parents, who, through so-called 'permissive parenting' allow their pre-school offspring to COMPLETE their babyhood naturally. It should be up to the kid, boy or girl, to say when they are DONE with babyhood things... NEVER the parent. It should be part of a Human Right to that.

The Next Osama...

ISIS leader is the "next Osama Bin Laden"... He is an employee of the CIA.

The USA is building up this man's identity, trying to scare us UP, and one day blame "the next Osama" for some sort of 9/11-like event.

Just sayin'

http://www.ctvnews.ca/world/video-purportedly-shows-isis-leader-delivering-sermon-in-iraq-1.1900649

July 31st, 2014

So, I'm gonna do this ONCE and ONCE only.

As of 31st of July 2014 (that's this year), if I don't find another home, I will indeed become homeless.

It is not that I WANT to be homeless, it is indeed more close that I feel I need a new identity, new city, new experience, fix what was broken in THIS LIFE, etc...

I have been told by my Team (guardian angels - Rexy and now Elizabeth, and guide - Moonwalker) that if I had drowned myself in the River in 2013 I would be facing thousands of years in Hell.

Or other "wishes" on myself

In earlier 2014 I was told that a NEW Book of Life was set up for me, for my life as Adrien in Paris France.

All *I* need do is to keep away from thoughts of wanting to drown, or be eaten, etc... meditate daily, pray the rosary daily... and maybe, just maybe, I will be taken up to Heaven or at least a Purgatory planet, and return... have been guaranteed _before 2024_ to reincarnate as Adrien.

I am 48 yrs. old. I basically have no job prospects, as of later this month, no home.

I have been losing extended family for the past few years.

I cannot afford a good accommodation because now even a 1 bdrm. apt. will cost $800.... Just ask my friend Michael.

The so-called mental health system has told me, point blank... "No we can't help you much Jim, in your autism. If you had been born in 1996 or later, yes. But at your age, you'll just have to manage on your own... Now go out there and find an apt. before you become homeless".

Please, please, please ... people... pray for me as a soul, as a spirit, as someone who has incarnated on this planet several several times in the past 28,000 years. Pray that God, in all that God IS...guides me safely into Purgatory or Heaven, and that I do not fall to Hell if I die this year.

It is very important that you do this.

So is anyone in the Winnipeg area willilng to take me in? No I am NOT WORKING right now, and unless something changes... I do have a good work ethic though, and I do  volunteer... I don't play videogames in my basement while watching pay-tv (I guess Netflix is the equivalent nowadays).

Thank you, and Namaste.

It's Time To Be Adrien!

http://kingst0n-rossdale.tumblr.com/image/90153077933

There are preschool-age kids in the basement of the River Heights Library, participating in a group activity of some kind. Some left for home because I think that activity just ended at 11h.

That got me thinking...

Another + in my justification for me choosing to reincarnate now is this...

The souls who have come back in Human form...some of them are first time to Earth, others have waited perhaps 100 years or so, others are deceased Baby Boomers and Gen X'ers....

I have more in common with these souls, and as mentioned in parenting columns that kids born since about 2002 see their parents as friends and vice versa, compared to my generation X whose parents grew up in the Depression Era...

If I reincarnate now, I will have more in common with my parents and also the kids of 2002 and beyond (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Generation_Z)...

If I were to die, and then not be able to come back until decades later, and a newer, higher generation of souls come to Earth, who are HIGHER VIBRATION...it will become more and more difficult for myself and other souls to REACH that soul vibration.

So, the time is now.

Since the Fall of 2013 I have been working with my spirit guide, Moonwalker, to create a new life for me. That life is not yet 'activated', but is still in the planning stages...like when we're in Heaven before a life and we go thru a checklist with one of our guides and SELECT what options we want to be or experience coming up.

So, I have selected to be a Human male, living in Paris, France, will continue to have the Autism gene, will live close enough to access (by walk) rail rapid transit - whether that be the Paris Metro, the RER, or  Transilien. I know some French, and I've wanted to practice conversational French...

In this life / En cet vie ... I have had access to keyboard musical instruments. I have had more than 40 years (ans) experience in playing along with tunes on the radio. However, growing up, my Dad was not able to afford music lessons for me...But as Adrien, I choose to place myself into a family whose Dad CAN afford a good quality music keyboard (a Yamaha Tyros 2 or 3 would be fine), and to have music lessons at an early age, so I can perhaps when I get older, play in a Rock band playing 1960s-1980s music, or something similar.

Next... I (feel), based on a past life meditation in July 2010 that I was a Great White Shark approx. 2000 years ago, off the coast of the Northern Territory (territoire) of Australia. One day, while I was swimming in the sea, a young man about the age was swimming too. I think I ate him. His parents got some people together and they harpooned me to death... I think that, while I have had a total of 4 Human lives since the Middle Ages, I have been prevented (?) from swimming... Maybe it's karma, or maybe I just have promise God that I won't eat another Human... I don't know... But I DO want to learn to swim again. So I choose to have parents who also can swim and can teach me or send me off for swimming lessons.

Because I choose to continue with the Autism experience, and also because my babyhood was suddenly pulled from me approx. March 1969... and also if you look at  'baby culture' nowadays, you'll see some boys and girls, about 3 or 4, sometimes 5, sitting in a stroller and sucking on a binky/pacifier. I want to experience a FULL babyhood this time around and that it should be MY DECISION when to let it go... Just look at Kingston Rossdale, poster child for this natural babyhood... I have seen a photo of him with the title that he was 6 yrs. old and had a yellow binky and a Star Wars t-shirt. And diapers for me, even when I am 10 years old or so... I just HATE underwear. I love diapers and they make me feel 'complete'. Crib time, and when I have my younger sibblings, I just want to have my crib time, and if that means buying an additional crib or allowing me to have a 1 or 2 hour afternoon nap in my younger sibbling's crib, then that's all I want.

It's time to be Adrien!

PBS c. 1986: Secret City 3-1

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I used to watch this with my sister Pat, on PBS, in 1986, when PBS was still a COOL network to watch.

What happened to this program, Secret City, and what happened to PBS?

PVH = Calvin Klein + Arrow + IZOD + Tommy Hilfiger

I just bought a new pair of IZOD brand white coloured pants from The Bay.

It cost me $30 + tax.

Even though IZOD has been around since the 1930s I don't really recognize it much.

So I looked up their name on Wikipedia and it says that since 2010 they have been bought by Phillips-Van Heusen Corp (PVH).

And PVH also owns most of the other big name Men's fashion companies, like Tommy Hilfigre, Arrow (!), Calvin Klein, and Chaps.

They have manufacturing plants all over Asia, like China, Bangladesh, Philipines, etc...

So if you're wondering why everything looks the same, it's not just because all the designers go to the same trade shows. It's because, they're one and the same company.

See the Wikipedia article for yourself:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PVH_%28company%29

Anyways, I'm hoping that this Summer will be warm enough (less chemtrails) than the Spring has been so far.

EVP Spirit says 'It Sucks' (+playlist)

I will write about this when I have some time. The EVP was so loud and clear at this location of the Manitoba Legislature.

30 Years Ago ... the IBM PCjr

30 years ago, the IBM PCjr was released.
I remember using one at The Bay downtown Winnipeg store (Computerland) when they first came out in the Spring (April 1984). And later on that year, a student friend at Kelvin High School used to talk about his family having one.

It flopped in the market because it was under-powered and cost more than other home computers of the time (Apple II, Commodore 64, and TRS-80 CoCo.

Still, I love the design, and long for those days when there were no Rif-Raf on Graham Ave. downtown and television programming, especially on CBC, had taken on a new edgy sophistication.

Monitor Calibration: Look at the Color You've Been Missing [HD]

My Linux Toolset 2014 Edition

Here is the list of Linux (UNIX) software that I use as my toolset as at March 2014:

Main OS

Linux Fedora 18 (64-bit)
GNOME 3 w/ MATE Desktop

Firefox
LibreOffice 3.6 (an office suite)

Visual/Graphics Tools

Blender (a 3D graphics editor)
Darktable (a clone of Adobe Photoshop Lightroom) 
DeVeDe (to create DVD disks)
GPhoto Frame (a desklet that displays images in a small window)
GIMP 2.8 (raster image editor, similar to Photoshop)
Inkscape 0.48 (like Adobe Illustrator)
Kdenlive 0.96 (a video editor)
Scribus (a desktop publishing program)
Shotwell (a photo management program)

Utilities

 dispcalGUI ( to calibrate output devices - monitor, printer, scanner)
XSane (a scanner utility)
JACK Audio Connection Kit (an inter program method of connecting multimedia together, like virtual patch cables)
QJackCtl (a GUI front-end to Jack Audio Connection Kit)
gtk-RecordMyDesktop

Audio Tools

Audacity (a multi-channel audio editor)
Avidemux (audio/video converter)
Rhythmbox
Rosegarden

Misc. Tools

Stellarium (looking at the stars, star maps)

Progress towards MIDI (Linux)

Oh cool!  This is the way Rosegarden, a UNIX-based music composition (sequencer) program is supposed to work.

Once I find my MIDI cable (or buy a new one) and then buy a powered USB hub... all should be good.

Back in 2005 while I was already quite sick with diabetes symptoms I bought the m-audio Uno USB to MIDI adapter, and hooked it up to my laptop. It would work for a couple of times and then the connection would be flaky. Sometimes I'd get it to work, other times no go...and this was in Windows XP.

This guy explains the problem in a short video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tRQkfvnMDU

9 years later I found the solution to this problem in someone's Youtube video. The m-audio wasn't using enough electicity or whatever and so need more to get a proper connection to the laptop. The guy at the music store didn't quite help in 2005 / 2006 / 2007 ( I can't remember which year, it's all a blur). He said "you can't do MIDI on a laptop, use a PC instead"... Ya, real helpful sales clerk.
Anyways, I'll be fine once I get the extra hardware.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tNdXdWoHU0w
Rosegarden is a GNU freeware. Back in 2005 I paid about $200 to get the MIDI USB cable and a copy of Cakewalk for Windows.

On Saturday, April 5th, 2014 I found the m-audio UNO USB-MIDI cable. It was at my parent's house, which I remembered taking there in 2009, after I couldn't get it to work on my laptop in 2005.

On Sunday, April 6th, 2014 I got internal MIDI to work via Rosegarden sequencer program... I made a short Youtube video. The secret was to do the folowing:

1. In a Linux console, type timidity -iA. This starts the Timidity++ program as a server and allows it to do the MIDI translation to the audio adapter.
2. Load Rosegarden sequencer.
3. Load Jack Audio Connection Kit (qjackctl).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oahd6N3-Fk&list=UUFDflUcE9asWlWiHHIz07Rg

Is Virtual Sex Possible?

http://www.outofbodyecstasy.com/2011/04/telepathic-sex-virtual-foreplay-and.html

Late afternoon, Wednesday, 6 novembre, I was eastbound bus stop in front of the Downtown Library.

There were two RT buses that I could have caught. One driver had tatoos, while the other guy was bald... OK, skip those.

I got on the 66 Grant, where the driver looked normal.

Then at some point a young man boarded. He was a late teen. He had large headphones with a 'b' logo on the sides. He wore a school bus orange and black tartan jacket. Like this...

I took a glance at his black hair on the back of his head. I don't know how to describe it, but the way his hair was cut it was like a few hairs here and a few there placed side by side. He looked so cute like that.

He sat down in the seat just ahead of the rear door, so I had a pretty good access to his physical appearance at all times.

I got the impression this late teen was already feeling a bit horny.

I haven't done this since late 2009 when my Mom lay in the Hospital dying, but I think i had virtual sex with him.

I closed my eyes, and started to imaging sucking on his penis, and stroking his tummy. I even had to swallow every now and then, it felt so REAL to me.

I could feel that his penis wasn't quite hard, so I virtually started to tug at it and squeeze it, in my mind. His virtual penis felt harder and got longer.

Near my stop, I got up off my seat. I wish I could have said to him "That was good, boy".

Instead, I said to another male (my passivity), "It was good", and I kinda motioned to the my virtual male partner whom I had for all but a short while, enjoying each other.

My AB/DL Self

This is a bit of a 'coming out' post for me.

I guess I haven't felt the need or the want, or maybe prior to the past year or so, it wouldn't make much difference.

My story begins in 1969 at age 3 yrs. when a few weeks had passed after I had been switched from a crib to a 'big bed'.

I guess subconsciously I had resented being switched, and of course my younger sister Marie, had just been born in January 1969, so I had to make room for her. However, I was not ready and flexible at the time to accept another sibling and be forced to grow up a bit.

One day, while my Mom rode the Metro Winnipeg Transit North Main trolleybus to downtown, she had my Baba (my grandma, her Mom) to babysit me.

Possibly because my Mom had refused allowing me back into the crib, I think I may have grown a friendship with Baba.

It was so long ago that I don't really remember this incident. The story was told by my Mom in the 1986 period, when I had 'come out' to her about my Adult Baby self.

I had asked Baba to put a cloth diaper on me and to place me in the crib for a while, until my Mom returns.

When Mom returned (early?), she noticed that I was still in the crib, and that I was wearing a cloth diaper.

Baba told Mom, "He (still) wants to be (a) baby".

Mom, in her infinite, naivety, returned the favour, and told her "don't encourage him in this behaviour".

Some time in 1969/70, I would be laying on my bed, at the foot of it, and my hands would be under my head, ... I'd be staring at the ceiling, thinking about my day. Sometimes I'd see blobs of black, large orbs, floating in front of me. Other times I heard adult voices, not voices of my Mom or Dad...if I heard them it was because they were arguing....No, these were adult voices, there were 3 or 4 of them, that I didn't really recognize. They were about middle-age...40s to 60s... They would repeat to me "pee in your bed before you sleep". I told them that I wanted so much to do this and that I needed to pee in my bed between 3 and 5 days and then Mom would maybe put me back into diapers.

I realized decades later, that these were my Spirit Guides ... Daniel, Moonwalker (Catherine Jaworski), Pete, and Clarabelle.

I was hesitant, because my Dad was not the kindest person, and my Grandpa (his Dad) was not nice...he had this mean looking stare...another relative years later said the same thing about my Grandpa. So I was terrified that Dad would tell his Dad that I wet the bed and that I was back into diapers. I was terrified of Grandpa's possible judgmental reaction. Why couldn't I have had grandparents on Dad's side that I really loved, and weren't scared of their reaction?

I yearned to be a baby again. I did not understand these intense feelings of wanting to be like this again.

So, after that, I was on my own... Baba would come over to babysit Marie and me, and Mom would go downtown to The Bay and Eaton's... I'd locate one of the plastic pants, then undress under the bed, and put a pair of plastic pants on me. ... this would have been in the 1971 period. Baba would not help put on a diaper on me, as per Mom's instructions. I'd crawl out from under my bed, with an errect penis from within the plastic pants. I stood there for maybe a minute or two, then went back in, to take off the plastic pants, and to dress back into my regular clothes. Baba would serve us a meat sandwich (salami, balogni, etc...) with orange pekoe tea with milk, and that'd be it for another day. This would happen once per month.

I remember there were quite a few thunderstorms during the Summer of 1971. I remember because it seems these would happen whenever Baba would babysit us. I was terrified of the thunder. Anyways...
 The next year, 1972, Baba got her first stoke. She spent a few days at our house, sleeping in the spare bedroom in the basement.  I remember Dad not wanting her to stay there. I feel that if Dad had allowed her to, possibly she would have lived into at least the early 1980s. But... moot point now.

After that first stroke, Baba was different. She did not move as fast, and Mom told me not to play too rough with her.

I got the idea to play "bus" with her in the basement. I'd set up a few chairs and she'd show me her senior's ID pass. Afterwards we'd have a meat sandwich and tea, just like before. But things were just different.

Baba passed away in 1973 (40 years ago this month), and I still miss her. Out of all my grandparent's, she was the closest to me because of putting me back into the crib, of of making me lunch. She bought me nicer clothes than Mom did...Bought toy trains and stuff that I really enjoyed.

In 1976 when I was 10 years old, the arborite and chrome highchair was in the basement, and so on a few occasions I had gone to the basement, and stood near the highchair. I imagined myself climbing into it, and sitting in it... I was worried however, that if I did, I'd be too big, and so I didn't go in it. Just held that fantasy in my mind.

November 1978, I had 'come of age'. Mom and Dad were gone to an anniversary or something and Dad's mother had babysat us. While The Love Boat on ABC Television was playing, I went to locate a couple of cloth diapers, and put them under my covers. I found a couple of pins in the bathroom drawer.

After about 11 pm I went to my room, and flattened out the diaper, without seeing it, in the darkness. It must have been positioned sideways, because it would just not "fit" properly. I gave up.

Skip forward to September 1981, this was my first month in Grade 10 high school. Mom was working once per week at a woman's home, helping to clean up after she had conducted a cooking course. Pat and Marie were both at elementary school. Dad was at work.

Approximately once per week I had a 'spare period', where I could go home early at about 13.30h. This was on Tuesday, because The Winnipeg Sun's community newspaper, The Mirror, was being delivered to households in the River Heights area.

I had the whole house to myself!

So now the cloth diapers were in the basement. I was a bit scared going down there all by myself. I mean, what if I seen Aern the Jinn. So I slowly went downstairs, and I found two cloth diapers in the laundry room. Found the two pins, and went to my room to put it on.

Oh, man was this so exciting to me...Why didn't the diaper fit back in 1978? I must have put it on sideways....Ouch! Oh well, I'm still young...

I put some powder on my diaper area, and masturbated while I wore the diaper. Found out decades later that this is 'normal' behaviour for those who do this type of stuff.

I'd do this every Tuesday, or every second Tuesday when everyone would be out of the house except for ME!

A year or two later Mom quit the cooking course help, and so I had to switch my strategy.

In the years 1981 and 1984 I had learned how to use the washing machine and drier. Life skills no one taught me otherwise, right Mom?

In 1984 I would have to wait until my family went to Polo Park Shopping Centre, usually on a Saturday afternoon to wear a cloth diaper and to wash the one(s) that I had wet. Because I didn't want anyone to know about my ...err...hobby... I couldn't just go downstairs and use their washing machine. So I waited...and waited...sometimes they didn't go to Polo Park or Grant Park...

August 1984 I was helping Dad deliver the 1984 Fall-Winter edition of the SEARS catalogue. I remember this was on a Friday because it was prayer meeting night, and I wanted to finish Renfrew St. before 6 pm to have Supper.

Weeks earlier I had spotted a glass Evenflo baby bottle on the kitchen shelf above the oven. All I needed was a time when the family was out and I could make some baby formula for myself and enjoy the taste again!

Tonight was the night...

So very shortly when everyone had left, I got the baby formula off the shelf, and put some milk, water, and corn syrup in it. Put it in a saucepan and heated it on HI for about 8 to 10 minutes.

While that was happening I put on a cloth diaper and then returned to the kitchen... I was 18 years old at the time, but I felt much much younger at the time.

 I went over to the b'droom, and began to suck baby formula in the bottle. It was just sooooo tasty... Sooooo good for me.... I loved every bit I drank.

What happens if urine soaks on a fabric, and if it is not cleaned within a certain time...it starts to shred... Or was that because I experimented with the Bleach?

All of the cloth diapers were pretty well in shreds...I had to throw them all away.

In 1985 I was left with using spare undershirts and pinning that on me.

On May 2, 1986, on the night of the opening ceremonies of Expo '86, I went to the Tuxedo IGA on Grant Avenue, and purchased a pkg. of large Huggies diapers. This cost me a bit as I was not working at the time.

The Huggies were too small for my almost 20 year old body, so I had to hold it in place by pinning a cloth diaper on top of it.

I remember going to another high school course like this, with of course a pair of jeans on top.

Rexy my Guardian Angel Incarnates To Help Me From Dangerous Ner' Do' Wells

I have been reading Doreen Virtue's book Divine (something)... The book describes how our angels help us in various times in our life.

In Summer 2011 I was going to the Mountain Co-Op store at the corner of Portage @ Donald. This corner is very dangerous and has been documented as such by a videographer, whose daughter was harrassed by aboriginal panhandlers.

My story / experience goes like this.

I was at the corner and an aboriginal man, who was very drunk asked me for some change. I copied his voice, and then one of them looked at me like he was going to attack me. I looked arouand to see if I could escape safely. Inside I called out to my guardian angel Rexy for help.

Right then a man wearing either a white jacket or a white shirt with blue jeans appears and tells these men to "leave him alone". He then said "come with me". We waited until the light changed to cross Portage Ave.

I was walking in the same direction as him, south along Donald St. against the arena building. I felt that this man was nice, and had no issues. I couldn't get any reading from him at all.

We parted company. Either he walked into the arena building or we parted, and he walked westward along Graham. I don't remember.

But I believe that my guardian angel incarnated for about 5 to 7 minutes to keep me from being physically attacked by those Natives, and then he went somewhere and went back into spirit form.

Thank you Rexy for keeping me safe from harm that day.

Recurring Nightmares About Elevators

Back in the day when the downtown Eaton's building was still standing, set in the 1980s after the elevator attendants were not used anymore. I used to have this reoccurring nightmare. The story goes like this:

I'd be going to the Eaton's store downtown, and it would be off hours I think. I'd get onto one of the middle elevators from the main floor. The inside was not fancy but was wooden plank walls. Maybe this was one of the freight elevators, I don't know.

Anyways, I'd get on, the doors would close and then the funny stuff would happen. I'd press a button for one of the floors. The elevator would start to move upwards. Then all the lights would start to flash randomly, and I'd miss my floor. The elevator would continue on its way, or it'd go down.

I couldn't reach my floor. It's as if the elevators had a consciousness -- a mind of their own. They seemed Angry at me or something.

Sometimes in my these nightmares, the elevator cage would go to the top and would fling its passengers out of the building, though I think that would never happen to me.

There was an investigation and nothing amiss would be found.

So during the 1980s when I'd be in one of the Eaton's elevators, and if I was alone by myself, I'd say to the elevator "to be nice to me".

This morning, Sunday, September 22, 2013 around 0900 I had a simliar nightmare, except that the elevator that was acting strangely was the ones in the Winnipeg Clinic, a unique building in our downtown.

In the nightmare the 3rd floor was some sort of commercialized area, including the property management offices for the WC. There was a Chinese woman, in her 30s that was wanting to go to that floor but it did not go there, and instead the elevator kept going up and up.

In dream interpretation, what does this mean? I'm sure it means something. Perhaps the Winnipeg Clinic is also at some point in Danger of being demolished for a newer building, I don't know yet.

Importance of Prayer

When I was little, in the early 1970s my Mom taught me to pray to God and Jesus before going to sleep.

Then I remember that I was left to pray by myself sometime a few years after that. I remember I did pray alone in the new home we moved to in 1975.

Then I can`t remmeber if I stopped praying when I was a kid.

Then in the 1982-1988 period I prayed one decade of the rosary with Mom, usually around 10:40 p.m. when The Journal was on CBC tv. That annoyed me because sometimes I really wanted to watch that segment of the show. I also attended St Jean Brebeuf Church and sang in the Choir in the Winter months and St. Iggys in the Summer.

When I moved out on my own in 1989 I stopped praying at home on my own, but I did still go to church every Sunday at St. Ignatius.

Sometime in 1990é91 I stopped going to Church but I started going again in 1992é93... I remember reading the Bible at home the Old Testament beginning 4 books.

Then I stopped sometime in the late 1990s.

Then I started going again and by 2000 stopped going but went again in early 2006 when I got Diabetes.

I really believe that my life troubles are because of a lack of prayer and a lack of going to church regularly.... We are most blessed and prosperous if we PRAY.... It`s there in the Bible that if we do so we are good, but if we STOP praying then we are considered `wicked`by God because evil can enter our lives.

I am slowly finding my way back to God and Jesus but I don`t know how much back I can get...all I can do is to say Ì`m sorry God for sinning against you` ... I`m sorry Jesus for sinning against you...

Lots of times in the past few years I have felt like I don`t want to live anymore, but I believe that thought comes from demons who want to see Humans destroyed. So now that I realize all that I want to be  counted as a child of God.

I know that God forgives us, and I hope that He can help me find my way back to some sense of normalcy and growth.

2012

I haven`t written anything since Spring 2012...too busy with `stuff`.

In May 2012 I had to move out my apt. block at 59 Donald where I had lived since 2004.
The previous year 2011 I had lost my job at Agriculture & Agri-Food Canada - FIPD - Agristability program...they laid off 150 of us. Since that time more will be laid off in the coming year...In the 2012 budget the Federal gov`t announced they were going to layoff 19,000 people in the next 3 years. So I`m not the only one going thru this... But if I had made choices a bit differently I might have still worked there or had better references to another job.

It has been 3 years since my Mom passed away. When she first passed I didn`t have feelings of loss that I missed her. But this past Christmas all those feelings came to me. I guess it was because I had lost so much in 2012...

Since that time I moved 3 or 4 places, and now am living in River Heights at a friend`s home. Most of my belongings are at a storage place.

I haven`t found work, but I have started to volunteer (doing data entry) at a non-profit organization.

May 2012 - Had to move out of apt. because they were renovating the block.

June 2012 - Was searching for another home.

July 2012 - Moved to a rental home on Jessie Avenue.

October 2012 - Took my two cats Tiger and Herbie to the Humane Society to be euthanizaed. While my family and friends were pressuring me to  `get rid of your cats` that didn`t necessarily mean putting them down to death.

November 2012 - Moved to my school mate friend`s home in River Heights.

I have successfully retrieved my DVDs, CDs, RCA CED`s. Most of my books are still in storage.

While at that home on Jessie Avenue I did get motivated a bit more to cook for myself and did learn how to cook a chicken breast.

While I have been saying in the past few years that I would like to have a roommate so that we can maintain the place together, it doesn`t really work that way. ... The home on Jessie Avenue wasn`t really maintained except for by me and one of the other tenants.

I really miss the apt. I lived at in the 1990s and early 2000s...87 Smith St...despite it being just a large bachelor suite....It had radiator heat which kept the space really warm.

The place at 59 Donald St I liked but I was already getting physically sick by the time I had moved there, and so I had a difficult time with energy to keep it clean. What really happened was that had been drinking distilled water which doesn`t have Magnesium required for muscle strength...so over the years my muscles felt really weak. Fixed that by switching to spring water. If I were still working I would have bought a water fountain machine and purchased the water from a local company.

While having a roommate is fine, I no longer have any cats to keep me company. For example when I`d come back from somewhere the cats would always be waiting to greet me at the door. ... Now when I come back, my friend is usually gone to work or is sleeping.

I really made a mess of my life in the past few years, and I believe what happened was that I stopped praying and stopped going to church. Then while I would still get blessed in life by syncchronicities and such, everything eventually caught up to me in 2011 and 2012.

I have returned to attending church again and pray one decade of the rosary every day.

But still ... I am left with the consequences of MY actions in the workplace and at my parent`s home.... I believe that if I had prayed and had gone to church and not fallen away that I would have had a better work and apartment reference to continue to be prosperous... And maybe Mom would have been alive still (she died of LiverGallbladder cancer) to see her grandkids grow up.

I guess I was really satisfied with all that I had built up...the books, the electronic home theatre system, the clothing, the cats, the papers, the dvds, cds, and ced`s... I had started to take it all for granted and say to God `thank you for all that you had given me`.

For example, two things happened in July 2007 that were `divine`...

One - One Saturday I had an urge to visit the flea market on Ellice Avenue...so I did and lo and behold I found this RCA SGT 200 Stereo CED player with a few videodiscs... for $75.

Two - Had planned to go to Minneapolis MN with my sister Pat but a bridge had collapsed. So we chose to go to Chicago instead.... Lo and behold my transit friend Dallas Hansen had just moved to Chicago at the beginnning of July and was going to stay there for a bit...So if we chose to go to Chicago then we`d have someone that we know show us around so we wouldn`t be there alone...

THANK YOU GOD THE FATHER FOR FINDING ME THAT RCA CED VIDEODISC PLAYER...AND THANK YOU GOD FOR ARRANGING FOR DALLAS TO BE IN CHICAGO AT THE TIME WE WERE PLANNING A TRIP! AND THANK YOU GOD THE FATHER FOR KEEPING PAT AND I SAFE FROM THAT THUNDERSTORM WHEN WE WERE ON THE INTERCITY BUS THAT DAY IN AUGUST 2007. AMEN, ALLELUIA. PRAISE GOD, THANK YOU GOD, PRAISE YOU JESUS, THANK YOU JESUS.

Now I pray that God keeps me safe on the path for me and that I be kept healthy and my finances improve and that I find paid work that will pay my expenses. I also pray that I will find another apt. or home or whatever God has in His plan for me. I`d really like to keep my laptop with all the stuff and the CDs and other stuff. I pray that God help in my situation that my belongings will be returned to me for my use again.

Horse Stable Turned Greek Restaurant

I can sense energies around me, in people, in places, in animals...

One such place I sense old energies is at the Pembina Village Restaurant (333 Pembina Hwy., Winnipeg MB).

When I have gone in there, I can sense that this space, around and before 100 years ago, used to be a Horse Stable.

Recently when I was eating there, I "asked the universe" how many horses were boarded there.

I got the number range ... between 14 and 16 horses.

So that would be 7 or 8 on each side of the stable.

I also saw in my mind's eye, two tall stainless steel canisters, kind of like the  ones that are used  for milking cows. I wonder what those canisters were for...did they contain fresh water for the horses to drink from? Did they contain feed?

Also I feel the reason why this space has the old energy of what is was at the turn of the 20th century...the actual building is still standing...it is just the use that is different.

For further information about this I would have to call the Manitoba Historical Society...they would be able to tell me what the name of the stable was, and how many stallls there were...

Moonwalker is...

After viewing a video on Youtube about spirit guides and who they might be, mine told me this morning that she is...

Your mother's grandmother, "on the other side of the family".

She is now saying that she is Rosalia Sokalski?

UPDATE: She has said that she is Catherine Jaworski, who my my Grandpa's Mother.

Staying cute for the next few hundred years

I decided to sage/smudge with white sage my Solar Plexus Chakra and my Sacral Chakra areas. These are best done by oneself at home.

So after I did this, Moonwalker says to me:

It is good that you saged your Solar Plexus and Sacral  Chakras. Doing so will help you stay cute.

Mom upate April 2012

I was asking to communicate with my Mom, as last year she commuicated around Easter weekend.

Moonwalker gave this update...

She said that Rose/Mom was not feeling well. Not doing well 'in the curriculum in heaven'.

"It will be a LONG, LONG time before she comes back (reincarnates again)".

"She is laying on her bed with her best friend".

When I asked who this best friend of hers was, Moonwalker said "your Grandmother's Uncle".

I don't know who what his name was, but since "Baba" was born in Jan. 1900 this Uncle of hers would have been born in the 19th century/1800s A.D.

Boat Sinking Nightmare

The other night I had a dream/nightmare that I recall I've had before, possibly 2 or 3 decades ago...I cannot remember the beginning of it...Sorry didn't write it down in a dream journal...but it ends like this...

I am in the rear right seat of a sedan-like car... I am with my family. We are moving off of a boat-launch like pad...and we're moving into the waters...until the car sinks into this water and the whole car is surrounded by this water and then the dream/nightmare ends.

I can't recall when in my life I had this particular dream/nightmare. Was I going thru some hard times and maybe this is symbolic of it?

Seeing '39'

I saw or acknowleged seeing the number 39 three times today.

1. I bought a miniDV cassette tape, which cost me *.39.
2. After that I bought a burger and a soft drink, which cost me *.39
3. Still later on, I looked at my alarm clock at home, and it was *:39

What does this all mean numerologically?

Space Travel via Trance State

Sunday January 29 2012 beginning around 6:45 p.m. I went into my bathroom to go into trance state to see what entities or places I could see.

Some time into the trance state session, which lasted for about 60 minutes, I began seeing the moving star field.

I traveled through several wormholes saw a red dwarf star, saw two or three Earth-like planets whiz by. Passed by Mimas (one of Saturn's moons - the one that looks like Star Wars' Death Star).

My intention and request of my spirit guide(s) was to travel to an inhabited planet within the Sirius A star system via trance state.

Along the way I saw various beings, a couple of Greys floating in this star field. I saw booted feet upside down.

About mid-way thru the trance meditation, I landed on this planet that you could Mars or Titan - it had reddish/brown colour to the surroundings. There was dirt like that on Mars. I did not see the sky, but the vision was always looking down at the ground. I did not see any civilizations (cities, towns) or any other people.

This is sort of what it looked like, except moving on the surface was much slower than in the video:

Youtube - Surface animation of Saturn's moon Titan ...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPYsiA4MHm8

At the end of the session a slightly grey haired moustached man mouthed the phrase twice -

"Where do you want to go now?"

 I said again:

"I want to go to one of the inhabited planets within Sirius A star system"

I guess he couldn't hear me or something. I used my voice and I used telepathy. After that I ended the session and turned on the bathroom light and opened the door.

The mustached male might have been my main spirit guide Daniel, who I have up to this time not seen but have heard very rarely - he doesn't say much but when he does it is profound. The other two guides - Pete and Moonwalker are much more conversational.

I am concluding that if I want to travel to Sirius A by a meditative trance state, I would have to spend more time doing this or something...Travel via the mind is still waaay faster (and cheaper) than it would be if I were to train to be an astronaut or work for one of Earth's space agencies.

Consider that the New Horizons probe (to study dwarf planets beyond Pluto) arrived near Saturn 2 years after its launch from Earth ... getting to near Saturn by mind/soul travel in 1 hour is not bad at all.

Cats' Spirit Guides Names

Today I asked the names of the spirit guides of my two cats:

Tiger = Altrexa (female)
Herbie = Dean

The Great Flood: The End of Atlantis

Tuesday night December 6 2011 I had a vision while laying down meditating.

The colour of the vision clip is dim grey for some reason. I don't know why it was like this and not in full colour. I don't know if it was from something I experienced in a past life on the Atlantis continent or if this is just a general 'clip' from the past. I do admit though that I have been very curious about wanting to know more about Atlantis and how civilization there ended, thousands of years ago. Perhaps it is by my new spirit guide Rupert that assisted me in seeing this, because my usual ones didn't want to show me this for some unexplained reason.

FIRST SCENE: There are people in the fields working, dancing, frolicking around. The people appear to be tall or very tall. I am seeing them from high off the ground, so I cannot say exactly how tall they are. They seemed happy that day.

NEXT SCENE: Everyone, wall to wall people moving in one direction. I saw other people just like the first ones though separately.They looked like they had army helmets on. They too were walking swiftly together. They were not panicking. I assume then that they were told to move in an orderly way and not to run. However, there was nowhere these people could run to to escape their forthcoming mass deaths.

NEXT SCENE: I saw this early teen girl, about 12 to 14 years old, Caucasian, with medium length blond or light brown hair. She was laying down next to a small sized boulder. I feel that she got trampled and got injured while escaping from the coming Great Flood. The water started to flow to the boulder just as water does on a stream or brook. As the water appeared there was so much of it that she drowned under it.

NEXT SCENE: I saw the civilization of Atlantis being covered with sand. The sand was sprinkled over and covered the stone buildings where the people lived and worked. Where this sand came from I don't know, but it appeared to be coming from above.

NEXT SCENE: I saw from higher up in the sky there was this giant ice fishing-like circle carved out of the ice. I saw one dolphin swimming towards me in the sea and lots and lots of smaller sized fish swimming with it.

Now the analysis of this vision:

If the Annunaki were responsible for and created the Great Flood that occurred approx. 10,000 years ago, why did they deem Atlantis and Lemuria so far gone that they had to destroy it in order to start over again?

How did the Dolphins get into the water? Did the Annunaki use teleportation device or just hoist it and the other fish species into the water?

END

Temp. Spirit Guide Rupert & Seeing Zebras

Originally Posted by nirvana

The thing that is missing is a change in a subjective ideal. My spirit guide rupert from the wigalaboo tribe says hes going to kick your spirit guides arse. He's also agreed to be your guide so is on his way now.

Just started meditating at 11.35 Central (Canada) time ... I heard the following from a male voice ...

"All right all right all right"

"I see I see I see"

"Looks OK looks OK"

I responded back to Rupert saying...

"See, Lil Zebra (my nickname) has done some work"

Going back to meditation ... will report what else he said... Thanks for the help nirvana...

Says...

"I can't tell you what to do, I can only advise you."

"You can start by putting the books back on the bookshelf."

I replied...

"Yes, but they're going to spray for bedbugs on dec. 5th, so what's the use of putting them all back?"

Rupert says ... "It'll make it look nicer."

I responded "Well maybe I could put some of the books back on the bookshelf. A compromise."

Went to sleep a bit later, around 3 a.m. Central Canada time. As I closed my eyes, I saw a whitish light in the corner of my left eye. And in the right part of my eyesight I saw moving images of Zebras moving around and very close together, like heads close together. Lots and lots of stripes!

I'm assuming that Rupert had freed up more animal past life vision/memories for me to see. Thanks Rupert!

"You're Not Ready"

Last year on December 29 2010 my primary spirit guide Daniel said 3 things to me... He's always direct to the point, no nonsense about things.

"Keep taking the Iodine Supplement (Potassium Iodide). You will live a LONG life. You CHOSE to be awake."

I believe that what Daniel met by "a long life" is that I will attain a 1000 year lifespan in the 5th dimension. But prior to recently I assumed he meant that there will be no mass slaughter of Humanity and that somehow I'd have sufficient survival skills or will be paired up with some others who do.

More recently I have sorted out where I feel I'm supposed to go if an Ascension/Rapture were to occur in the next 12-13 months' time.

Then my female spirit guide, Moonwalker, says this week during a meditation....

"You're not going to 5th dimension. You're not ready."

So I responded that yes I want 5th. I said please help/assist/advise/encourage me for what I need to get to 5th dimension. I don't want to be left behind.

Isn't this like what Yoda told Luke Skywalker as he was training to be a Jedi Knight... that he did not appear to be learning enough and that he'd not be ready if he needed to fight?

Otherwise, what was all this preparation I did reincarnating for the past 5000+ years on this planet called Earth for?

I don't want to "miss the boat" as it were.

The primary guide said earlier this year that I must do more Pranic breathing. This was confirmed by my Reiki therapist and best friend.
I can do that.

Yoga is something that I have tried in the past but have not been able to keep up.

I have bedbugs in my apt. and so I am in a phase of letting go of belongings/possessions.

I really want to enter the 5th dimension which I believe will be something like Star Trek where we don't have relgion, we don't have a monetary system, there is a helpfulness to others that I already have...

So what's missing at my soul level? Has anyone else been told by one or more of their guides that they're not there yet and basically if an Ascension were to take place today that some of us would remain in the 3rd dimension.... Would some of us who have done the body soul and spirit work still be sent to the FEMA camps to be slaughtered? I don't feel this is my life path to end life this way.

Healing Morgs. Sores with Root Beer

This past Summer I got more Morgellons sores than ever at one time... on both legs and arms.

While I had heard of Morgellons since late 2009 I did not connect it with chemtrails nor did I believe I had them. I wish that both David Icke & Alex Jones would cover Morgellons in their talks/rants.

But there is this group on facebook about chemtrails that regularly discusses Morgs. symptoms. And one day they mentioned the main symptom on the skin "sores that don't heal or take a very long time to heal".

I have been quite successful at diminishing one particular sore on my lower left leg that appeared in mid-2006 ... that's 5 years ago... My doctors would say "Jim, that sore will take a long time to heal because you have diabetes".... But come on...5 years and still has crusty 2nd sore near the primary and nothing would help. So this Summer I began applying Iodine to it and also using the cotton ball dabbed in Apple Cidar Vinegar.

Soon the secondary crusty scab started to disappear and also the primary one started to not itch anymore.

More recently I was craving Root Beer, specifically Barq's root beer, which is supposed to contain more Sarsparilla than competing root beers. A couple of weeks ago I bought a 2 litre bottle and drank that within 24 hours.

Note that I have Type 2 Diabetes and 5 - 6 years ago if I even drank a Regular A&W Root Beer with my hamburger, both legs would severley tingle all the way up to my knee.

I was taking Magnesium in the form of Epsom Salt bath, Mag. pill supplements and Ovaltine with Milk...So my Magnesium levels have been climbing since early August 2011.

Despite downing the whole 2 litres of Barq's my legs did not tingle one bit.

After that first Barq's was finished the next bottle I bought was about 48 hours later.

I noticed all the Morgs. sores were not itchy anymore like prior to drinking in massive amounts of Barq's Root Beer. Something was good about this.

The orangy goo that some of the sores had were no longer there. The bullseye skin surrounding the lesions were changing colour to a bright pink, and then were fading. The sores no longer have that "Liquid-Band-Aid"-like stench that I dislike. The skin smells closer to natural.

On the Wikipedia and on other reference pages, it is the Sarsaparilla that can help heal skin problems like Psoriasis, Acne, Ecszema, and others stuff.

So if you have these Morgs. sores and you're at your wits end about them because nothing else is making them go away, give this root beer and perhaps A&W a try, it seems to help.

Music Video ... Culture Club - The War Song

Dedicated for Remembrance Day 11 ... 11 ... 11

Wacko kids, don't go to war

Normally I don't sleep in the supine position (on my back) but tonight I did.

Around 4:00 a.m. I heard a boy child's voice say this:

Wacko kids, don't go to war!

The context/meaning of this message is this:

Why are we still sending our young adults to war to other countries to kill one another? This was a genuine msg. from the spirit world, as there was no V2K tone and this voice was very very clear like I had been hearing in late 2009 thru mid-2010.

I will go back to sleeping on my belly & side.

The Life Plan of Trees

Today I went grocery shopping to Safeway in Osborne Village, and I was not feeling  very lively. I was a bit tired from the icky weather, although not as deadly-icky as I had been in previous years.

I had this one bag of groceries on the way back and I decided to sit down on the Manitoba Legislature grounds. At first I sat down on one of the benches, and as re-discovering survival skills I used a tree twig to open my Tetra-pak of apple juice instead of using my keys.

Sat there for a few minutes then got up again to walk home.

It felt like one of the trees were inviting me to sit down against it.

As I sat down this particular tree and after a very short minute or two I saw this pic in my mind's eye. When trees communicate they present their ideas in square-shaped static (non-moving) images.

This particular tree showed me an Ochre-red (dark red) cabin in the woods.

I feel that this is what it was in a past life, also as a tree, OR it wants to be (ideally) this after it is cut down one day.

When I looked at the tree, there is not enough wood on it to make a cabin, but if there were other trees then it could be enough to make this cabin.

Cool, eh?

I will draw this as I

I'm Healing From Diabetes

I'm healing from Type 2 Diabetes.

It started in early August as my sister bought some Epsom Salt for using in the bath.

I bought some myself and found that it increased my energy levels immediately when sitting in it for a few minutes.

Then I went out and bought some Magnesium supplement pills and at the same time switched my bottled drinking water from Alpine brand Distilled water to Canadian Gold Artesian Spring Water from Marchand, Manitoba.

Over the next few weeks and around the same time I have been using Iodine to apply to about a dozen Morgellons sores spread out from my arms and legs. Eww, that's too many to count.

I bought some Apple Cidar Vinegar to pour 2 or 3 cups into the bathtub separately from the Mag. Salt.

The Morgellons sores seem to heal when I use the ACV, Iodine and Mag. Salt separately.

The one sore I had that started in 2006 is now mostly healed, thanks mainly to the liquid Iodine I've been applying.

I've also been taking a Pro-biotic to replenish good gut bacteria to help digest my food. I think also that since 2008 my stomach has gotten smaller because I wasn't eating enough food.

This week I started making homemade grilled cheese sandwiches because I must be craving something in there, but it's good to make them at home ...the restaurant variety cost more than $6 with a beverage now...too much in my view.

I also want to make homemade Iced Tea...Last week I failed at doing this because I poured still hot/warm tea from the kettle into a Rubbermaid jug...So I bought a glass jug and the seller said that even with a glass pitcher I should let the tea water cool down more or the glass pitcher will break.

My muscles feel more strong and not so weak like they used to feel these past few years ... now I realize this was from a lack of Magnesium in my precious body. So I'm happy this is replenishing...

A few weeks ago I had this idea of using my hair washing cup to pour ACV into my Left ear. After doing this for 3 or 4 sessions I had this puke come up and I left the bathtub to throw it up into the toilet... My bathroom light had previously worn out, but I could see a kind of dark reddish stuff with greenish stuff ... and ever since then my ability to swallow has improved and with it the physical sensation of food and liquids going down my throat feels soooo good again...almost sensual...LOL.

Daniel: You still have alot of plastic in your body

On the evening of October 23 2011 while I was laying down and relaxing, a female voice spoke in my left ear the following...

"You still have alot of plastic in your body. Keep taking the Magnesium."

The voice sounded like it was Daniel, my main spirit guide.

The plastic I would guess would be coming from Morgellons fibers and/or from food digested (like from Magerine) over several years.

It's Good to Forget Sometimes

We have all lived many, many, many lives before this one. We have all incarnated on Earth, this planet called Earth within this part of this galaxy. We came here because we'd done it all before in very distant past lives, so we did this to make it all seem new again.

To relate this, I will tell you a story....

Back in the early 1980s I used to go to the Centennial Library during my high school "spare" periods.

I'd go to the first floor and walk to the Government Documents section to check if there were any recent docs. from the CBC available - stuff about CBC-2, stuff about re-committing to public broadcasting in the 1980s. Documents from the Department of Communications on Telidon or the Anik satellites.

I'd also spend some time reading Broadcasting, Stereo Review, or Parent's magazine or the Toronto Star or Chicago Tribune on the 2nd Floor.

If I found something interesting I'd photocopy the article and take it home with me for my files.

Then in 1985 the vibe of mass culture changed a bit. IBM PC's were no longer as in the mass consciousness as previously. Apple had just introduced its Macintosh a year earlier. Some PC-clone companies were starting to go belly up, there was more of a focus on using already created computer software, rather than the software being updated every year... it was to apply the use of that software to create a work of art, or a useful spreadsheet, or a report or document for work or for personal use.

The Yuppies were raising Generation Y whom the eldest were 5 or 6 years old by that time. They had less time for technology and more for family.

So by 1985 for me I went from focusing on technology -- C-Band satellite tv (TVROs), the CRTC issuing new licenses for new satellite-cable channels in Canada, the rollout (and subsequent failure) of AM Stereo, the Federal Election in Canada of 1984, The National (with Knowlton Nash), CTV CanadaAM, The Winnipeg Sun, Top40 1980s music, MuchMusic & TSN...

But one visit to the Library, the vibe inside me changed. Looking at those same books on Broadcasting and the government reports just didn't have the passion it once did between 1981 and 1984. It was just so.....blah! I wanted something new to look at.

I think we've had similar experiences on other planets and maybe this one thousands upon thousands of years ago....and we got tired of experiencing the same old same old...

So we said one day to our spirit guides... "Hey I'd like to incarnate again, but I want to make it all new (Aulneau, LOL)... and not remember as much as doing it before.

So our subconscious is blocked from remembering it all. I'm not sure I want to remember ALL my past lives. I would probably get depressed once I realized I've probably used a computer of some sort, I've been the same set of animals before. I've been alone before, I've been with a partner before and most likely had a family....

But on Earth in this part of the galaxy, all can be new again, so that our soul won't get too bored.

From Earth to a moon of Saturn

Done a meditation early Saturday morning around 12.30 a.m.

Didn't have any focus, just asked Daniel my spirit guide to show me something interesting.

I got into trance state and all of a sudden I started seeing waves, then particles, then I think flying by Mars, Jupiter, and ending at this moon which I think was Saturn's moon Mimas. I am not 100% sure it was Mimas, because that is one of the moons ii the Solar System that I can remember the name of. It could have been another moon, maybe smaller.

Couldn't pick out any details on this moon because it was spinning/rotating too fast. How do I slow it down so I  can see via my consciousness what is going on at this moon's surface?

Near the end of this meditation I did see/fly backwards to see the rings of Saturn so I basically knew where I was in the Solar System. Then I opened my eyes and was back here.

Chemtrail Storm Oct 3 2011

I've pretty much healed my Type 2 Diabetes by replenishing my Magnesium minerals inside my body. I'll write a separate post in more detail but here is what happened today.

I had bought a 2 litre 3% carton of milk today around 4 p.m. I was sitting outside my apt. trying to get some light from Sol. Since about 2 or 3 p.m. the chemtrail planes were covering more and more of the skies.

When it was covered up  so much that I decided to go back inside, I opened the milk and drank from a small cup with ice cubes. I drank a glass and then kept refilling it and refilling it.

The skies got so dark that I felt like sleeping, so I had a 30 min to 1 hour nap. Then woke up again. This time I added 2 tablespoons of Ovaltine to this 4 oz. cup of milk with ice. I had like 4 of those so that would be 16 oz. of fluid. With that I swallowed 1 Magnesium supplement pill with each glass of Ovaltine milk mixture.

I finished that milk in about 2 hours.

By 6:45 p.m. the sky cleared about 50% and my symptoms of tiredness and wanting to fall asleep vanished.

Unreal. It felt like I was fighting with the Devil, but I won this time because I didn't allow my Magnesium levels to fall to such a degree that I'd be sleeping for another 2 or 3 hours.

A Callout to YTV Canada

Way back in the mid-1980s there was a call by the CRTC for a "youth-oriented" satellite-cable channel to be broadcast in Canada.

A series of hearings took place during the "Summer of discontent", the start of the 1987-2012 period of "awakening...Anyways, nuff of that.

YTV was created as a single station that would comprise 3 parts, programming for 3 groups of kids:

• Pre-schoolers
• School-age
• "the kid in all of us" - adults and families

YTV Canada was licensed on November 30, 1987 and they spent the next 10 months signing programming contracts with various suppliers, gathering advertisers, creating program IDs, hiring "PJs" (program jockeys).

When YTV signed on for the first time on September 1, 1988 I was still living at home with my parents. In fact one of my sisters had a friend who was not getting along with her family and so she slept over here on that day and I think for the whole month of September and possibly part of October 1988 too.

The previous year I had already bought myself a VCR. Dad didn't believe in VCRs despite that he had a 1956 Philips reel-to-reel for himself. No, but our family coudn't have a VCR because "we don't need one".... Thank god for Youtube...

Still going back to YTV and that first day. Sister's friend was sleeping in the basement, and I had set up the equipment downstairs. But I guess it didn't really work well because sister's friend was studying to become something at Univ. So I moved the VCR upstairs. The main floor tv was some tube console and I set it up there. The 1976 SEARS portable 20" was in the basement. So I hooked up the twin-lead and kept as quiet as possible to record the opening of "The Family Channel" and YTV.

In YTV's first license period, November 30, 1988 thru ..... they are LIMITED to xx minutes of advertising PER HOUR. If I recall correctly this was gradually upped in the next few years to a MAXIMUM of 14 minutes PER HOUR. Too much advertising...and they sold the CRTC on being granted a license based on the 8 minutes PER HOUR.

A lot of the programming was retro - stuff like You Can't Do That on Television, retro movies, some newer stuff like The Black Stallion series. The Hit List, 'Are You Afraid of the Dark'?The PJs were nice, warm people.

YTV was originally owned by a partnership between ROGERS Cable and CUC Broadcasting (one of their cable systems was Greater Winnipeg Cablevision). YTV was sold to CORUS (SHAW) in 1995. Almost overnight YTV's programming changed and became much darker, more violent, the original PJs were replaced with less photogenic/less likeable (in my view). Yeah, you "PJ Fresh Phil", I'm callin' you out. You look like a neighbourhood THIEF. You are not in line with "community standards"... You were (thank god he's off the air) not someone to LIKE or want ot "invite" into my home.

They went thru a phase if I can call it that where they played Sailor Moon, "Yugi Oh" and other Japanses Anime. Because broadcasting regulations were relaxed this past decade, YTV and other broadcasters are allowed to do marathons showing the same program but different episodes for 2 or 3 hours at a time after which they show the same block after 12 midnight (11 pm. Central). This is not what YTV was originally licensed for.

Then somewhere in the 90s they upped the minutes of commercials per hour, changed PJs, and showed more and more violent programming. By the mid- late- 1990s programmes like YTV Rocks were Cancelled in favour of more and more violent cartoons, and what I believe is Reptilian-like shows like Big Comfy Couch.

Now that we have Youtube on the Internet I'm seeing lots of comments that reflect exactly my feelings towards YTV and music videos and such ... the 1980s kids programming and music videos were much better than the trash that passes as culture nowadays.

So I call on those souls who were born before and some after 1979, those of you from Generation X who now have famiies of their own, and those of too from Generation Y who want something to watch themselves or for your young family. Something that is wholesome, something that teaches one of the Laws of the Universe - the Golden Rule - Do Unto Others... I call on those who feel they are called, to write to YTV, post blogs, make Youtube videos and DEMAND that the Reptilian owners of YTV sell it off or change their programming IMMEDIATELY. We will not stand for their trash programming any longer.

See also:

Wikipedia - YTV Canada
Old Skool YTV