Let’s wire up two actuators with 12-volt power for my new animation table while we discuss the finer points of spinach, mind control, and the inevitability of everyone living in a trance state. May we remember to salute the resilience of those who continue to thrive under harsh conditions. You got this.
BTW, my actuators are super slow because they were rated for hundreds of pounds. I had them left over from the Mothership project. Still, it should work great for a camera rig. Speaking of cameras, I shoot with the Canon M50 and GoPro Hero7 thanks to my patrons.
We filmed the Sons of Liberty concert last weekend. I’ll be sharing that soon. I’m in Atlanta this week working on my folk’s house. Busy month for me. Haven’t had the time to write as much as I’d like to. That should change soon. Until then, consider subscribing to the channel and leaving a comment.
This one is so funny, thanks. Back to work.
HI. ME AGAIN. In 1983 I was with my friend. We had taken half hit of acid. We we’re at the mall at Christmas time. We sat there in the middle of the mall sitting on the water fountain. The acid was starting to kick in when three of our buds came up. We told them we had taken acid and they wanted some. We told them all out and laughed. Well here is the freaky part. The mall was playing on the speaker system jingle bells. All of a sudden I was hearing funeral music. I looked at my friend and ask do you hear that. He said yes and got scared. We started to leave with our three friend’s. All of a sudden they said what the he’ll and grabrd on to us. As we walked down the long walk way in between the shops, we noticed all the people standing as if frozen. All of a sudden every shop we looked in as we walked by these people turned just their heads and looked at us with dark eyes. The friend’s who did not use and had not used in years saw this too. It scared them bad. Every shop we walked by did this. As we made our way to the end all of a,sudden it soundedike time spead up and we could hear Christmas music and the people looked normal. There is.more but it hard for me to text because my hands are messed up. I would like to talk by video of my life. I never have ask people before. Iike how your truthful. I have had the strangest life…hope to hear from you..Thanks Richie
Just joined you youtube. I was awoke in 1968 I w as three. I agree with what you’ve been saying. I was messed with my whole life. My family came from Noraway. They practiced the old Gods Religion. I have had so much happen that it turn me inward. In 1988 I was abducted out of my car by the real people who control the systems and system. This is not a joke. I have stayed true because I saw this is all fake. These people treated me very harsh. I have a life story I hope you could undetstand. I see in your eyes truth. I listen to your words and they are true. Why because I also love them too. If you would !I’ve to talk then send me a email at ricostogsdil@gmail.com. I was toured in 1988 in the back of a big rig SPO.. Great channel
To the best of my knowledge, belief isn’t pranic gold. The word itself is a clue. Hidden inside every belief is a lie. Can you spot it now? Hidden in plain sight…
That implies belief is at least a few steps below knowing, and just a few steps above a wild guess in the hierarchy of Knowledge. Knowing is synonymous with science since omniscience is all knowing, all seeing.
But how does one know anything? Simple, by proving it beyond the shadow of a doubt, as advised by a passage in the bible of all places! “Prove all things. Hold fast that which is good.” You won’t hear that in a sermon, because it means we can’t accept what anyone tells us as “gospel truth”, we have to prove everything beyond the shadow of a doubt – even priests, and the gospel! We could just prove things to a “near enough is good enough” level, but this is to form the foundation upon which all further knowledge is built, story upon story, upon story. It pays to get this bit right. Another subtle clue hidden in plain sight implying if we don’t get the foundation right, any structure/stories built on top will be limited. Our life stories.
Belief, opinion, etc. are personal guesses, whether informed or not, whether well-informed or not. They are not a substitute for sound reasoning based on solid information at the most basic level – Who are we, and what are we doing here? Get that bit right and the foundation is rock solid. Therefore, the goal must be to perceive objective truth, without fear or favour. To see things as they really are, instead of how we want them to be. Obviously, if we all had our own personal perception of reality, we’d never be in harmony with everyone and everything else, which is basically what we’ve got now. Nothing wrong with that if that’s what we want, but it would be if it’s not, and we hang onto old perceptions that are proven to be flawed.
The spinach in your fridge is trying to tell you something James. You know what it’s saying, but being human, and locked into the physical realm of being, you don’t want to hear it. It’s saying you have to change, and do things you really don’t feel like doing – like cleaning up, making the bed, shining your shoes, mending your clothes, then doing things for others instead of just yourself. If you don’t, you will experience hell by creating it, which isn’t all bad because the only way to heaven is through hell as implied by the RAAF motto – Per Ardua Ad Astra – Through Adversity to The Stars. Have a good flight….
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That fridge needs some love man!