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Last night, I attended a fundraiser for Key West the Newspaper (www.thebluepaper.com) at Turtle Kralls in Key West. A number of local yokels did different kinds of home spun skits, which were entertaining, and some were actually quite good. Arnaud Girard, co-publisher with wife Naja of the blue paper,

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videoed the event, so maybe they will include it in this Friday’s weekly online issue.

Here’s what this yokel recalls of his skit during the 5 minutes allotted.

Asked where I was from by the MC, I said, “The moon, by way of Birmingham.”

Asked what I would do as a skit, I said, “Poetry I feel fits the blue paper.” The MC gave me the mike and stepped aside.

I said, something like, “The first poem I gave to Dennis Reeves Cooper years ago (Dennis founded the blue paper) and he didn’t want it, so I took it back, and now I give it to the blue paper again.”

The pen is mightier than the sword, thus the sword defends the pen.

“The second poem was provoked by that terrorist right over there in the audience, Erika Biddle, for her In Plain View Homeless symposium at Studios of Key West, and it is for Charles Eimers, who was killed by Key West police because they thought he was homeless.”

The road to hell is paved with good intentions, and there are far worse things than being homeless.

“The third poem fits the blue paper.”

Only fools rush in where angels fear to tread, but if there were no fools, who’d lead the angels? 

“The final poem is about poetry, and it applies to the blue paper, as well.”

Who invented the rule that poetry must rhyme, have pentameter, be cast into verse, be politically correct, or remain on the safe side of the fence? Yes, please tell me who invented that stupid fucking rule? Obviously it wasn’t the maker of the first stone – otherwise, there’d be no stones to break all those stupid fucking rules!

Again I say, the Arnaud and Naja and the blue paper should get a Pulitzer for breaking and covering the Charles Eimers case. Here is a link to their most recent article,

Eimers Case: Accusations of Perjury and Destruction of Evidence Could Land Default Judgment In Favor of Eimers Family

which contains a link to all of their earlier articles on the Eimers case.

Drifting up to where the key deer roam,

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yesterday on bigpinekey.com’s popular Coconut Telegraph (CT) blog, a perhaps sideways swipe at something I reported recently.

[Homeless] Down in Key West somebody was fighting at the homeless shelter. A person got violent and was thrown out of a place? Really? Good job whoever threw the violent individual out. As for getting stolen from at a homeless shelter? Are those choirboys really capable of theft? Why, hell, someone that would resort to violence in a place provided for them to sleep free of charge would never lie or twist a fact to justify their violent attack on another human being. Would they? Ya’ll got too much time on your hands down there in Key West. Stop to smell the frangipani, come up feed a Key deer or whatever, but sitting around writing about bums being bums is just plain weird. That guy Sloan that talks about bums all the time can tell you homeless people are addicts and drunks and some are violent. He has said it over and over. Ask him what he thinks of a guy getting thrown out for being violent around other people for whatever reason?

I submitted this reply:

Sloan says the fellow told him he was pissed off because someone had stolen some of his possessions while he was sleeping at KOTS, and later he got into a fight about it. I imagined he probably knew he would get kicked out of KOTS for it, and he did not complain about that. In fact, it was me who asked him why he was not staying at KOTS. If I had not asked, I would not have known what you just read. He said he is glad he is living outside again, KOTS is full of black mold, he had lung congestion when he stayed there at night, now he does not. Theft is a constant problem at KOTS, as anybody who ever stayed there, including me and a good woman friend of mine, knows. As is contagious disease a constant problem there.

Come on down to Key West and I can introduce you to a heap of bums, who are not homeless. Some of them are city officials, some of them are city cops, some of them are city business men and women. Stay at KOTS while you are down here, get to know it so you can write more about it. And eat at the soup kitchen on Flagler Ave, serves daily at 4 p.m. Meet homeless people, get to know see how close you are to being like them yourself. Some of them are a lot more fun to be around than lots of mainstream people I know.

And, yes, lots of homeless people are addicts, obnoxious and violent, just like lots of mainstream people, some of whom live up the key deer way, and some of them write into the Coconut Telegraph. Some nice folks live up that way, too, and write into the CT. You ain’t one of them.

Sliding back down in Key West, where plenty of homeless people roam,

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excerpt from today’s Key West Citizen (keysnews.com):

Wednesday, January 28, 2015 
Hunting for the homeless
Annual survey sends 100 volunteers across the Keys
BY GWEN FILOSA Citizen Staff
gfilosa@keysnews.com

David and Jacqueline Martin carry their belongings with them on wheels: Twin grown-up tricycles they say a woman from Ohio bought for them.

“Our condo,” David said Tuesday afternoon, pointing at the trikes. “We’re not homeless. We’re houseless.”

The Martins happily took part in Tuesday’s Point-in-Time homeless survey, which a local nonprofit organized by enlisting about 100 volunteers throughout the Florida Keys to spread out in search of men, women and children living outdoors.

The survey is held at the end of January each year to deliver data on homeless needs and services to the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development.

It began with “Where did you sleep last night?”

By 6 p.m., organizers had collected 163 surveys in the Lower Keys alone, and more were on the way. The count was scheduled to continue until about 11 p.m.

When a stranger approached the Martins on Tuesday afternoon, they were affable and spoke of the many times strangers have left them money while they slept outdoors or provided them with things they can’t afford — including a marriage license for their recent nuptials.

Since 2004, the couple of 24 years has lived outdoors in Key West, before the city put up its first homeless shelter, which they say they steer clear of because it’s a good way to have their things stolen.

They don’t have a real address and use “general delivery” when asked. But in order to acquire valid identification in August, the Martins were guided by staff at the Division of Motor Vehicles staff to choose an Old Town address where they don’t sleep nights.

Under their names and birthdates is this address: Panhandling zone, Caroline Street.

For the very basics of living, the Martins depend on the kindness of strangers. The couple get food stamps and Jacqueline started collecting Social Security recently. David, who had an operation last year, says he’s too sick to work and is trying to get disability.

For about one month after the surgery, a local nonprofit provided the couple with a real roof over their heads.

“So he could heal,” Jacqueline said. On Tuesday, she had just done laundry at a nearby coin-op business and was folding her clothes just right to fit into her trike’s back basket.

Jacqueline appeared more fresh-faced and better dressed than most Key West snowbirds.

A Key West marina sells daily showers for $4, they said. Sometimes, boaters will share their cards with those who don’t have cash.

The Martins have called Key West home since 2000, when they rented a room on Flagler Avenue. But when the landlord sold the place in 2004, they ended up living outdoors.

“We lived on the Bridle Path in a tent,” Jacqueline said. When the city forbid that type of public camping, having put up the homeless shelter, the couple said they lost everything they had.

St. Mary’s Soup Kitchen serves a 4 p.m. hot meal daily at its Flagler Avenue location to at least 100 people at a time.

But the Martins say they don’t eat there. It’s difficult for David to even walk a tiny distance and they prefer to stay closer to downtown.

The couple is just one story of homelessness on the island, where rent for a pool house goes for $1,200 a month.

On Craigslist Tuesday, a “one bedroom” in Bahama Village, where bedroom means a Murphy bed, was available for “$1,500 per month for off-season months, $2,000 per month for in-season months,” the posting said. “Plus cleaning fee and tax on rentals of six months or less. Minimum rental of three months paid in advance.”

At the soup kitchen yesterday afternoon,

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I was approached by a young woman who said she worked for Catholic Ministries and was asking people to fill out surveys. I asked for what? She said, to help determine who needs assistance and housing. I ask for more. She said it was the annual homeless survey. I said I was not homeless, but had been, and I knew all of the city officials and a number of people involved in trying to help homeless people.

I said, one reason for doing the survey is for outfits working with homeless people to be able to get grant funding, some of which is used to pay the salaries of the people working for those outfits. Was she a volunteer, or a paid worker? Paid, she said, but she loves her work, trying to help homeless people. It’s good to try to help homeless people, I said.

I asked if she had known Dorothy Sherman? No. I said, Dorothy is the reason we are sitting here today having this conversation, she started this soup kitchen.

I asked she knew of Father Stephen Braddock at FKOC, its CEO? Yes. And of Sam Kaufman, its Chairman of the Board? Yes, she’d heard of him. I said, they are friends of mine and Sam is my lawyer. I am a lawyer. Sam and I were the reason KOTS was built, because we told the city we would put it into federal court, like what happened up in Miami, if it kept hassling and arresting homeless people for sleeping outside at night. So, the city built KOTS, even though we advised against it, because it would be a den of awful goings on, and it became a den of awful goings on, and then the city begged FKOC to take over KOTS and clean it up, and FKOC did that.

I said, instead of trying to provide homeless people housing, what needs to be done is to provide affordable housing for people who are about to go homeless, so they don’t end up homeless. She said there is a rent assistance program for such people, offering $3000 for first, last and deposit. I said, and how do they pay that rent after the first month? That’s at least $1,200  month, that’s not affordable. More like $1,500 a month, or more, she said. I said, yes, I was being conservative. That’s not affordable. No, it’s not, she said. She said she needed to get more forms filled out. I thanked her for her time and wished her well. She was nice.

In yesterday’  where the king mackerel swim, soup kitchen Jesus and Mary Magdalene, Key West post at goodmorningkeywest.com, I reported my conversation with a fellow over dinner at the soup kitchen, who is a resident client in Florida Keys Outreach Coalition (FKOC). I talked with him again yesterday over dinner, after talking with the woman from Catholic Ministries.

He has post traumatic stress. He may have attention deficit disorder and hyperactivity, and he may be stuck in the manic side of bipolar disorder. I did not probe with him what soul trauma had caused all of that.

I was heartened to hear he’s been attending 12 Step AA/NA meetings regularly, which FKOC requires of all of its clients, and that he feels the 3rd Step is in play, God is in charge of his life. I said that’s essential. The angels running me applied the 12 Steps to me in 2003, when I was a resident at FKOC. It was awful for me, but it proved to me the 12 Steps are a true spiritual path. I said, without Step 3 in play, the 12 Steps don’t work. He agreed.

He said he had taken my telling him the day before that he needed a massive infusion of estrogen, the feminine, as needing a human woman in his life. I said perhaps being with a woman is in his future, but the feminine is a spirit vibration, something not of this world. The feminine is what Christians call The Holy Spirit. Addiction is one symptom of her absence.

Moving laterally, a follow up to this part of yesterday’s where the king mackerel swim, soup kitchen Jesus and Mary Magdalene, Key West post at goodmorningkeywest.com.

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  • Wjames Baldwin 5 loaves and 2 fish
  • Sloan Bashinsky As reported in the Gospels, Jesus did many wonders, and one of Peter’s letters ends with, if all that this man (Jesus) said and did were written down, it would take up all the books in the world, or something like that. Wish Jesus himself had written down some of what he said and did, or maybe he did but it hasn’t been found yet? Or maybe it has been found, but it wasn’t what the people who found it, or ended up with it, wanted generally known? In Luke, it says after the 3 temptataions, the devil left Jesus until a more opportune time. When did that more opportune time come? In Gethsemane? On the cross? When his mother pushed him to turn water into wine, the first reported miracle? Which was not long after the three temptations, in which he declined to make miracles? I suppose if there were no miracles, we’d never have heard of Jesus today, but because there were miracles, that seems to be what Christendom has fastend itself to, and how Jesus lived and taught others to live has become just part of the story, to the point that many Christians today say works are irrelevant, and the salvation formula is everything, if it is believed. Peculiar, a formula is more important than how a person lives. Can’t help but wonder how much the devil likes the formula being on top. A great deal, I imagine.

Also in that vein, posted to my Facebook timeline yesterday by one of my vicious van dweller criminal friends, who has become a steady source of entertainment, cannon fodder, and me getting to bitch and moan.

Victor Clarke shared a link to your timeline.
The latest fad among would-be Republican presidential contenders is to proclaim their deep commitment to fighting poverty and inequality – which sounds as plausible as a…
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The latest fad among would-be Republican presidential contenders is to proclaim their deep commitment to fighting poverty and inequality – which sounds as plausible as a promise by McDonald’s to abolish greasy food.

Decades of abuse of the nation’s poor and working families, which reached a crescendo in Mitt Romney’s “47 percent” campaign in 2012, hasn’t left much space for Republicans to follow the public morality of Pope Francis. Yet for the moment at least, they seem to think that they must.

They also seem to believe that reminiscing about bread-bag overshoes, like Senator Joni Ernst, or jeering the wealth of the Clintons, like RNC chair Reince Priebus, will somehow transform them into Franciscan populists. But such delusional ploys only make them look ridiculous.

So in the gracious spirit of the pontiff, who told us that even atheists can be saved, let’s help our Republican brothers and sisters.

Actually, there is a very easy way for people like Romney, his former running mate Rep. Paul Ryan, Gov. Chris Christie, Senator Marco Rubio, Rick Santorum, and every kindred right-wing politician to start reforming themselves. First, they just have to stop doing almost everything they’ve done for the past 10 or 20 years.

Just stop.

Stop smooching the behind of every predatory billionaire who shows up with an open checkbook and a loud opinion, from the Koch brothers and Paul Singer to Jerry Jones and Sheldon Adelson.

Stop pretending that the best way to reduce inequality – or poverty – is to lavish more trillions of tax breaks on those very same billionaires, as the infamously plutocratic Ryan budget would. Do they really think every blustering donor at the very top of the income scale needs another million dollars? Stop defending capital gains loopholes, offshore accounts, and all the other scams that rig the game for the likes of Romney.

Stop snatching bread from the mouths of small children and their mothers, with gratuitous cuts to the Supplemental Nutritional Assistance and WIC programs, as if that would appreciably reduce the federal deficit — or be worth the moral cost even if it did. The Ryan budget proposes to reduce food stamps by 20 percent or more, which would mean either terminating benefits for millions or reducing benefits below their already meager level. (It would be interesting to see how the Wisconsin Republican and bodybuilder got by on $1.40 per meal.)

Stop ripping up unemployment checks for families whose lack of remunerative work Republicans have always blamed on Barack Obama, not them. Unemployment insurance kept at least 2.5 million Americans, including hundreds of thousands of kids, above the poverty line in recent years. If joblessness truly isn’t the workers’ fault, why decimate them and their children?

Stop rejecting Medicaid, the literal lifeline for poor Americans who have no other health coverage. And stop “repealing” the Affordable Care Act, whose actual repeal would cruelly end coverage for tens of millions of Americans – and in some cases, end their lives.

Stop undermining Medicare and Social Security, the two most successful anti-poverty programs in the nation’s history, which have vastly reduced the impoverishment and early mortality of elderly Americans. And stop telling voters that the endless attempts to cut, privatize, block grant, and otherwise diminish those programs is how you intend to “save” them.

Stop legislating cutbacks in Pell Grants, federal student loans, and other assistance to young people from modest backgrounds — whose educational advancement lifts them toward greater financial security and independence. Anyone who honestly cares about reducing inequality supports aid for higher education.

And please stop mouthing so much meaningless, self-flattering rhetoric on this vital issue — as Romney did when he assured the Republican National Committee that “Republican principles” will “break the cycle of poverty.”

Sorry Mitt, but that hasn’t been true under any Republican administration for the past hundred years. Instead, try to recognize the unpleasant but undeniable fact that unemployment and poverty have increased every time a Republican occupied the White House.

Then, by all means, get back us to with your platforms to end poverty. Someone might even believe you.

My reader comment:

  • Sloan Bashinsky Hey, Joe Conason – You left out all the trillions of US dollars wasted on stupid, ruinous foreign American wars, which, my recollection, heaps of liberal Democrats in Congress approved, so as not to be confused with doves and lose votes from patriotic Americans, most of whom were some brand of Christian, saved, they said, by a man who himself told his followers to forego an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, and to resist not one who does evil, and to turn the other cheek, and to do good to and pray for those who persecuted them. Meaning, Joe, at the top of my list for the Christian Republicans, and for the Christian Democrats, and for the their Christian counterparts in other political religions in America, is, if they supported the US wars in Vietnam, Central America, the Caribbean, Kuwait, Iraq, Afghanistan, or elsewhere, they publicly and with real contrition and true remorse resign from the Christian religion.

Victor also provided related cannon fodder:

Why I Will Never Join The Army Posted on 2014/10/25Tags: Bush, Iraq War, military by Mike Sygula I want to take just a few minutes of your time because this is really important. Please read this article, watch the videos and check out the documentaries…
TRUTHTHEORY.COM

by Mike Sygula

Click the link/article title just under the pic to see entire article and videos and related links. A few excerpts.

-I want to take just a few minutes of your time because this  is really important. Please read this article, watch the videos and check out the documentaries linked below. If you’ve got any friends in the army or know anyone considering joining up please share it with them.

“Military men are dumb, stupid animals to be used as pawns for foreign policy.”
– Henry Kissinger, former U.S. National Security Advisor and Secretary of State.

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-The US spends more  on defence every year than the next 10 highest spending countries in the world combined!

-According to a recent study conducted by Morgan Stanley (cited in Barron’s, 6/9/14, p. 19) stocks in military-industries have risen 27,699 % versus 6,777 % for the overall market in the last 50 years. Eisenhower’s fears have turned out to be true. War is a business and there are many ways in which special interests and particular individuals can profit from it.

-In 2012 the US military suicide rate exceeded the number of deaths on the battlefield. We can not even imagine what horrific traumas these combatants had to suffer and how severely it affected them … ends when you lose your leg or your best friend dies.

-War creates terrible human suffering, causes appalling environmental devastation and also wastes enormous sums of money. In 2012 the military budget in the US had reached $737 billion when only 30 billion dollars would be enough to feed all the hungry people on the planet for the whole year.

-There will be several thousand people who will read this article. If everyone could share it via social media or with their network of friends  this would massively multiply the numbers of people who  read it and potentially change many people’s minds. We do our job trying to find out and connect the dots so please do yours and share this material with as many people as possible. We all have to work together, people are dying, trillions of taxpayers’ money are being wasted profiting  the few. It has to end.

I commented:

Sloan Bashinsky · Top Commenter · Janitor at God

Well done, agreed, it has to end, but I doubt it will absent an Act of God. America claims to be one nation, under God, and conservative Christians claim America was founded as a Christian nation, which is not accurate, but that’s their view. Ironically, in the Gospels, the homeless man they claim saved them 2000 years ago told his disciples to give up an eye for and eye and a tooth for a tooth, to resist not one who does evil, to turn the other cheek, to pray for and do good to people who persecuted them. That hiccup aside, at age 72, I do not see America’s wars in Vietnam and following through today had anything to do with defending America. I do not see those wars were worth one American or enemy casualty. And it looks to me those wars were strictly for corporate profit, natural resources, mainly oil, and military ego.
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  • Kurt Wagner That’s why you never had the balls to defend this country. If ever one thought like you we would have lost WWI and WWWII. Sure I admit Korea, Vietnam, and all the so called wars since have been for corporate profit. But you cannot blame the soldiers who put their lives on the line for this country.
  • Sloan Bashinsky I did not say that about WW II. USA should have stayed out of WW I, in my opinion, and then there most likely would not have been WW II. I have never blamed US soldiers for fighting in wars, I feel terrible for them, past, present; however, it is my view they were gravely mistaken in believing they fought for this country in Korea and thereafter, and you yourself wrote what they fought for after WW II: corporate profit. I wish they would start looking at it that way. I wish US generals and admirals would start looking at it that way. And I wish they would just say no to such wars. But I don’t see that happening. I give thanks to God I did not end up in Vietnam, and I wish no American went over there. I know Vietnam combat veterans who feel the same. Balls has nothing to do with it. Brains and hearts should be in charge, or God. I wish you could see, hear and feel what I go up against day and night. It would leave you with an entirely different view of war and danger. Did you write into the Coconut Telegraph that you contracted a rough mosquito-borne illness?
  • Kurt Wagner Yes I did. I have chicungunya and Deguei fever. The doc said they will both go away eventually.
    The soldiers Army, Navy Air Force, Marines do what they are ordered to do by the commander in chief( Oblohole) If I was under his athority I would tell him to “fuck off” I wish every military person would do the same.
  • Sloan Bashinsky Agreed, and wish every military person had told G.W. Bush and his father to do likewise. Now, America is in a world war with Islam, whether America believes that, or not. Sorry about the mosquito malaises, that’s a double heap of a load.
    (For some time, Kurt has been living on St. Thomas, American Virgin Islands, that’s where he was infected by mosquitoes,) 

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where the king mackerel swim, soup kitchen Jesus and Mary Magdalene, Key West

 

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Mary Magdalene ministers to Jesus before his great trial

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My vicious van dweller criminal trouble maker friend Victor dropped this into my Facebook timeline yesterday, probably having no clue, like I had no clue, what all it would set off:

Victor Clarke shared a link to your timeline. 1/26/2015
By: Stephanie Marohn with Malidoma Patrice Somé The Shamanic View of Mental Illness In the shamanic view, mental illness signals “the birth…
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  • Sloan Bashinsky I published this about 2-3 weeks ago, an excellent article.
    1/26/2015
    continued below in the wee hours of today, 1/27/2015
  • Sloan Bashinsky I had a long conversation at the soup kitchen yesterday,
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    with a fellow who said he hears voices telling him things, including where to go geographically, and that has caused him to move around a bit. He also said he hears another voice, which is quieter and seems to be the real voice. He told me of a number of times he had been rescued by something suddenly telling him to do or stop doing something. I told him something big was with him, going back a long way. It is good he has come to know when that voice is speaking to him, and that’s the voice he should heed. It is taking him somewhere, and to let it be in charge and to stop trying to figure everything out. I said the different voices he’s hearing are parts of himself and voices from the spirit world, and psychiatrists would have fun with him, probably say he is schizophrenic. He asked if the devil could be the voice that keeps saving him, since he used to do be in the business of making meth and trafficking it, and he was getting rescued back then. I said, that was a good question, the devil can do that for someone it is running, but what was with him, based on what he had told me, was something else, and it had plans for him. I said he probably would be of more use, having gone down the wrong path, done bad things, hurt people, and then realized he needed to stop doing that and walked away from it, and started trying to live right, even though he was having a rough time now, being homeless, than someone who never lived on the rough side, and could not appreciate that side of living, or be able to be used to help people, or try to help people like he had been helped. He was really anxious to get on with wherever he was being taken, and I kept telling him to let that quiet voice he had come to know, which, at times, was really loud and insistent, lead him, and to park his mind and figuring. I told him that, before going over to the soup kitchen, I had dreamed in a nap of being at a dock, and my friend who works at KOTS was there, and there were two king mackerel
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    lying side by side on the dock, which seemed to have been there for a while, and then there was a bunch more of them, fresher caught. The first two were hot. They all were alive. They were lined up side by side, all facing the same way, but the first two were a little distance from the rest of them. The second batch were smaller than the two in the first batch. On waking, I figured mackerel, hmmm, I’d seen an editorial in the Citizen yesterday about the Pope really stirring the pot again, talking about “we” should listen more to women, they have something to say to “us”, they come from a different perspective than “we” do – men, do. I have heard Catholics called “mackerel snappers”. So I figured that editorial was in play for today’s post at goodmorningkeywest.com. I been talking a lot lately about the need for a feminine infusion in to humanity. My friend was not happy with what I wrote about KOTS yesterday about what a former KOTS client had said about it. My friend said he’s been getting unpopular there with the clients, by not letting them bring booze in with them. I said I was really glad to hear that. Booze and other addictions are absence of the feminine symptoms. The fellow at the soup kitchen was chain smoking cigarettes. I told him the angel running him would want that to stop, and to ask for help with that, to finish up the last bad drug habit from his past. He emailed me last night, and his email handle led to my writing back that he needed a big infusion of the feminine. How we started talking yesterday was I was sitting a distance away and I heard him pushing another homeless man I had seen around, who seemed out of it all the time, to leave Key West with him and go to Miami where there were better programs for homeless people. As hard as he was pushing the fellow, it sounded like maybe he worked for the city or some homeless help outfit. So finally I moved over to the same table with them and sat a few feet away and just listened. Man, he was pushing that fellow hard, and finally I asked why go to Miami?, and I got my answer, more opportunities for homeless people, and that both of them were homeless. In a bit, the fellow getting the hard press left, his eyes looked like he was drugged up good, his eyes always have looked that way, and it was just the two of us, and then the soul conversation began. I told him to stop leaning on homeless people like that other fellow, who was beyond human reach right now, and to focus on himself, who needs much help. Turned out he is in the Florida Keys Outreach Program, but is feeling the quiet voice is telling him that’s playing out and he’s to go to Miami, next. I felt that might be right, but not quite yet, he had things to clean up before he leaves, and later as we talked, that became clear. Won’t go into the details, but it has nothing to do with the law. What seemed to get us started in that conversation was he asked me what I do?, and I said I am a priest, going back to the mackerel dream, and that intrigued him, and he kept coming at me about a what kind of priest and where is my church?, and I said wherever I am. And when do I preach?, and I said I’m preaching now. And it’s not like the church Jesus said he would build, which church is not of this world, there are no buildings. I told him a lot of things about me, and he started getting more and more interested. I said it was clearly arranged, and was set up by the mackerel dream.. He said he’d had something similar happen in Texas close to a year ago, with a fellow who told him he prayed for lots of people, but he didn’t see many people getting helped, but this time he saw someone getting helpled. I said I don’t pray much for other people, but tend to talk to people, or write to people, and that’s what is mostly the ministry I have. I suppose some religious people would want to try to cast a demon or two out of this fellow, or tell him to go see a psychiatrist. None of that would help him, steer him toward where what has him in tow wants to take him. It’s been a while since I had someone come along ready for that kind of interaction. He knows he needs help, he’s trying to walk the straight path now. He’s fortunate to have that voice he can recognize; how it goes for him though cannot be predicted. He’s half my age, he has a long ways to go. I may share his and my emails in today’s post, he seems open to my writing about him and our encounter. He’s from the Midwest. Came down this way fully equipped for camping out, nice tactical backpack. Snoozing on a Miami beach, he had everything ripped off and all of his ID, too. He got his ID restored down here. He has job skills and history in the hotel business, but the hotels here are too small, he says, to use him in the way he is good at it, which is providing what the house keepers need. He was making $10 an hour at the Mariott Courtyard. He said the LaConcha won’t let employees like him work more than 29 hours a week, because they don’t want to pay insurance. It’s all about money down here, he said. I said, well, he needed to come down here to get his ID straightened out, and to meet me and we have our talk, and he agreed. He said he wasn’t coming to the soup kitchen to eat, but he was nearby on his bicycle and something basically made him come to the soup kitchen. He kept saying, as our conversation progressed, that I was on top of everything he wanted to talk about, I had answers to all of his his questions. He seemed kind of blown away. If he knew what all I have been through and what all I having going on, he might be really blown away. Maybe he will have much the same happen to him. Don’t meet people like him but every now an then. He told me the fellow he was pushing to go to Miami had confessed to having given up trying so hard to have a few things he liked, and had walked away from everything and here he is in Key West. I said only something like what was running him could help that fellow, and often I had told the city commission that, and Dorothy Sherman, who started this soup kitchen was of the view, “It’s our job to feed homeless people, It’s God’s job to change them.” Different kinds of food, of course; food for the body, food for the soul. That fellow yesterday was hungry for soul food. It’s really early before dawn, I’m tired, aching. I had a terrible dream earlier tonight about a good friend having stomach cancer and needing to get that looked at. My stomach is killing me. Maybe my friend really has stomach cancer, or maybe she represents me; she’s an activist here in Key West, sometimes, gets all wrought up at times. Am still getting a grip on that dream. She is not involved in homeless stuff, so I’m looking elsewhere for insight into that dream, and it might be literal. She has had cancer, she has had stomach trouble. In my dream code, cancer equals evil. A very serious dream any way it’s approached. Priest, mackerels, Pope, stomach ache, more like stomach on fire, waaaaaa!!!! Roosters are crowing, but I would be nice to get some more zzzzz, have a nice dream. I’m not going to copy edit this comment right now. Hope not too many unintelligible sentences.
    Continued after I had gotten some more sleep today, 1/27/2017
  • Sloan Bashinsky Okay, it’s later, I went though the above and made a few small corrections. It took me a while to fall back asleep, but finally it came after I asked for help with that. I wake up a lot in the nighttime, and have trouble going back to sleep, and I imagine a woman or women I once was with and jerk off and that puts me in a mood to sleep. I told the angels last night I was fed up with doing it that way, it wasn’t right, and would they please help me sleep, and give me softer dreams and help me get to the bottom of the stomach cancer so I could start feeling better? Then came a dream in which my woman friend with the stomach cancer, who is Christine Russell, and a little boy and my lawyer and friend, Sam Kaufman, were with me. And there also was a nasty black poisonous snake, which I grabbed and threw to Christine and Sam, and there was a mostly black cat, with some white, which was mine, or I liked it anyway, but she kept trying to turn into that black, poisonous, nasty snake, and I was trying to contain her without killing her. Not sure yet who she was, is. Maybe part of me, maybe a woman I know in Key West. Has to be in Key West, given the other people in the dream are Key West people. And then there were various 2s and references to Jesus in the dream, 2 is my spirit code number for Jesus, and there were scenarios with Christine and Sam sort of not entirely telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, as the young boy was just sitting there, and the fire in my belly began to lay down some by the time I finally woke up and was thinking, hmmm, the biggest thing that happened during my talk with the fellow at the soup kitchen came after he told me he had not told FKOC he had quit his job at the Mariott Courtside, and he was behind on his rent there, and he was planning to keep that to himself until he got paid by Mariott Courtside, then he was headed to Miami. I told him he needed to level with FKOC about his situation. He wanted to leave Key West clean, or he would take that with him and it would screw up what he might have going in Miami. That’s now not telling the truth and karma work, I said. He said, they would make him leave, then he would have to stay at KOTS, and he really didn’t want to do that. I said not telling the truth causes all sort of problems, because the truth will come out in some way: mental illness, cancer, addiction, etc. The fellow and I kept coming back to that, and finally he said he was feeling I was right, he felt the big thing with him agreeing with me, but he really didn’t want to sleep at KOTS, yet he was going to go back to FKOC and level with them. I said that would take him a little while to get there, and to stay tuned into that big thing with him, and by the time he got to FKOC, he would know what to do. He said he already knew, there was no doubt. I said honesty is always best; its a part of the job description of what I do. And I got to thinking about Christine and Sam in my dream, two of the fresher king mackerel. Christian bellyaches ongoing about how the city is being run, and about the Charles Eimers case, but she keeps voting for people who are the reason for her bellyaching and for the city taking the stance it has taken in the Charles Eimers case: our police did nothing wrong, they are great cops, period the end. And she also declined my many efforts to get her to confess at the blue paper who she voted for, for mayor last time (she had company in that regard), and to put her real name on her comments to blue paper articles, and she had lots of company there, too. Nothing peeves me more in Key West than citizen watchdogs and political activists hiding behind pen names online and bellyaching about their elected officials, and still they vote for them. Sam, who is Chairman of the Board of Florida Keys Outreach Coalition, has announced he is going to run for City Commissioner Mark Rossi’s seat this year, which he decided to do after talking with Mark and learning Mark was not going to run again and that Mark seemed glad for Sam to run. I have yet to hear Sam, or FKOC, or its CEO Father Stephen Braddock, come out publicly against KWPD and the city over the Eimers case. Eimers was thought by the police to be homeless, living in his vehicle, and that’s why the police roughed him up so badly. The police are under orders from the mayor and city commissioners to be as rough as possible on homeless people. Yet I don’t hear Sam or Steve Braddock getting onto the mayor or city commissioner about that. Sam is attending city commission meetings as part of his preparation to run for Rossi’s seat. Sam speaks during citizen comments. Sam is nice, he does not rock the boat. He does not put the heat on them. Mark Rossi melted down when I told him and the other city commissioners and mayor that their police had murdered Charles Eimers, because they believed he was homeless. If Sam melts Mark down, what does that do to Sam’s hope to replace Mark on the city commission meeting? That’s what I do. That’s what Christine Russell used to do, before she stopped hanging out in Key West so much, but even when she put the heat on them, she usually then threw in something to soften it, to keep them liking her, perhaps. Perhaps to maintain the facade of we are all one human family, which any homeless person in Key West knows is a baldfaced lie. The small fellow in the dream with Christine and Sam most likely is the homeless fellow I talked an hour with yesterday at the soup kitchen. The fellow who left me resolved to be honest with FKOC. I told him toward the end of our conversation that what we were discussing about how to live is how Jesus in the Gospels lived and told people to live. Try to do the right thing, be honest, be brave, and in that way walk with God That’s the sum total of Jesus in the Gospels, I told the fellow, and the churches and Christianity made him into something else entirely. Just living that way goes a long way toward fixing a lot of things which bother people. It goes along way toward fixing humanity.
  • Sloan Bashinsky Might be Christine and Sam are the two older mackerel. Also, there is a woman eating at the soup kitchen, who told me her story about 2 weeks ago, and I reported it, but left out one part. She was living with a fellow on Key Largo, and they took in a boarder who was a fisherman, who was supposed to pay his rent in fresh fish, but he didn’t come through, and the woman’s fellow told the fisherman to leave, he wasn’t carrying his weight, and the fisherman refused, and they got into an argument and she was drinking and went into the bedroom and got a pistol and came out and waved it in the fisherman’s face and told him to leave, so he went outside and called 9/11 and deputies came and arrested her and to jail she went in her pajamas. And before she got out 9 months later, on probation, her fellow died and she had no place to live, and when she was released she was homeless. But what maybe have really messed her up, was she never admitted she pulled a gun on the guy, it was he said, she said, she said, and she had a lousy public defender lawyer, who didn’t want to try the case and “made” her take a plea. I said no way he could make her take a plea, only she could make her take a plea. She kept coming back around to she never confessed, and it was he said, she said, but she did confess when she took the plea, and maybe if she had just told straight up what had happened, she might not have even been taken to jail, or she might have gotten a lighter sentence. As is, she got a 3rd degree felony, because the charges were aggravated because she was drinking when she waved the gun at the fisherman. Two more fresh mackerel showed up even before I dreamed of mackerel yesterday. A young fellow outside the post office in the Winn-Dixie shopping center on North Roosevelt Blvd in Key West, had two large pieces of soft luggage. He was writing a letter, so I chatted him up. From Louisiana, he hunts and traps alligators and sells them live or dead. I really liked this kid. His story, he and his girlfriend came from Louisiana to see and check out the Keys. They were staying in Marathon. She got into a fight with another young woman, and they both got attested and put in jail, where they both are waiting for their cases to play out. He was out of money almost, didn’t want to stay at KOTS. He had a tent in one of the pieces of luggage. Most of the stuff in the luggage was hers, he was trying to save it. I told him where he might be able to pitch a tent at night and not get caught, if he went in after dark, and came out before daylight. He lives in the backwoods in Louisiana, that ought to be a piece of cake for him, but he’s going to walk a lot getting back and forth from his camp. He wants t o wait here for her to get out, if she gets out, if she can pay the fine. I wondered if he had told me the whole story? The deputies put both women in jail just for fighting? My goodness, what will that cost the sheriff in room and board, and the public defender, and the State Attorney, and the judicial system? Makes no sense to me, to put people in jail just for fighting. Even if they are drunk. Maybe they had illegal drugs? Who knows? One other case, I heard this in passing at the soup kitchen yesterday. A homeless fellow who got hit by a truck was let out of the hospital yesterday, and was arrested by KWPD officers for disorderly conduct, trespassing and open container and taken to the sheriff’s jail. How much will that cost the sheriff, the public defender, the city attorney, and t he court system?
  • Sloan Bashinsky Last night I bicycled over to Harpoon Harry’s to listen to open mike, which would be quite good. Arriving there, I saw Tom Milone outside. He lives in one of the upstairs apartments. He is vice-chairman of our Citizen (Police) Review Board. He said he had just gotten out of a CRB meeting, and I said, shucks, I probably should have been there, what went on? They are having trouble getting medical records out of the hospital on Stock Island in the Matthew Murphy taser case, even after issuing a subpoena, so they are moving toward asking a judge to enforce the subpoena, if the hospital doesn’t come around. I said, what, the hospital is trying to protect Murphy’s rights? Murphy was tasered and fell and busted his head on a sidewalk and has been paralyzed ever since. Later, I wondered if the hospitial isn’t coming around because of pressure from KWPD and city officials? Tom also said the CRB approved the letter to the F.B.I. and the US Department of Justice, asking them to investigate the Charles Eimers case. I said I was glad to hear that. Nothing about either of those cases before the CRB in The Key West Citizen today. Maybe tomorrow The Citizen will cover it?

Wiley Coyote

Using the email handle, bigdwick@_______ , the fellow from the soup kitchen wrote to me last night:

Mr. Bashinsky,

We had a very nice chat today, I indeed will stay in touch with you.
The things you told me are are in the works is ironic because I’ve
told a select few about the stories I shared with you, and have never
seen lights come on like when I told you. I am excited about that
because it simply means you GET IT, and the things I know and have
experienced you relate to. You speak of big things that are going to
surface in my walk, I look forward to it.

(THANKS)

I replied:

Something big is with you, what it has in mind for you, I don’t know, but I imagine it will be different, and I imagine it will stretch you in ways you cannot yet possibly imagine, and I imagine it will cut you out of mainstream (the herd), and you will find most people don’t have a clue nor can they relate to your experiences. Your email handle causes me to chuckle, suggest you need massive injections of “estrogen”, the feminine vibration, the absence of which vibration in men and women alike is the root of humanity’s ails. I imagine what has you in tow has in mind taking you into her clutches, which can be rather interesting and ecstatic and excruciating, but her restoration in you is crucial to your journey, wherever it’s going. She loves mystery and surprises and twists and turns and sideways and subjective thinking and poetic encounters, and cosmic humor, and creative expression. She’s really different from the male vibration. Really different.

Sloan

He wrote again:

The handle is just something I quickly came up with but your take
peaks my interest, for what is in store for me. If you do a write up
regarding me in the morning I will look forward to reading it.

Here’s the editorial about the Pope in yesterday’s Citizen:

Pope Francis

When Pope Francis talks, people listen

BY KATHLEEN PARKER

Forget E.F. Hutton. It’s P.F. (Pope Francis) these days who, when he talks, people listen. And then they get busy trying to figure out what he was really saying. Even nonCatholics are keen to study his words, so surprised and delighted are they to hear  a pope say things that suggest to them a more enlightened view of the world, even if those views are attitudinal rather than tangible.

Each time Francis speaks, his words are as shiny objects on a desert floor. We scramble to examine them, turning them over, looking for hidden meanings, holding them up to the
light in search of codes and encryptions.
Perhaps Francis finds this amusing. Then again, perhaps he is as shrewd as he seems to be guileless. He says what he means to say, and if people want to argue over the implications of what he says, well, so be it.
Once he has said something, the light he sheds travels with the speed of a meme.
Many examples come to mind, but one of the most recent was about women, always treacherous territory for a pope — or any man.
Speaking to a crowd of students at the University of Santo Tomas during his visit to the Philippines, Francis noted with gentle disapproval that there weren’t many women in attendance. Then he said a series of things so simple and true that they were at once obvious and sublime.
“Women have muchto tell us in today’s society. Sometimes we’re too macho, and we don’t
leave enough room for women.” And, “Women are able to see things with different eyes than us. Women are able to ask questions that men can’t understand.”
Well, now, that’s a mouthful. But what was he really saying?
On MSNBC’s “Morning Joe,” co-anchor Mika Brzezinski postulated that Francis was hinting at changes in the church that might allow women to become priests. Many people, including Catholics, think it’s time, but it’s not likely to happen under Francis’s watch. The pope has said that the issue is settled and “that door is closed.” But, wait, what does that mean? Didn’t he say “door”? See how fertile the pope’s words are?
Robert McClory, a professor of journalism at Northwestern University and the author of “As It Was in the Beginning: The Coming Democratization of the Catholic Church,” explored the door as metaphor in an article for the  National Catholic Reporter.
Francis didn’t say the issue is behind a wall or a barbedwire fence, McClory wrote. A door can be opened. Might Francis have been hinting as much?
In the same vein, writer Lorena O’Neil said in her article “Catholicism, Women and the Winds of Change” that Francis is “touching the doorknob to see how hot the fire is on the other side.”
Perhaps they are right. But while we’re speculating, there’s yet another possibility. Maybe he was signaling to followers of Islamic fundamentalism, which subjugates and dehumanizes women. I doubt he was, but I like this idea. Do the Taliban pay attention
to what the leader of the Catholic Church has to say?
To those who would suggest that the church also dehumanizes women by keeping them in subordinate positions, there’s the problem of Mary. She wasn’t just the mother of Jesus but the mother of God, no secondary role. In the church, Mary is the mediator of all grace and, in the hierarchy of heaven, she is higher than all men.
Even nonbelievers believe this, or so goes the joke (wit unknown) beloved by Catholics: “There is no God and Mary is His Mother.” This is to say, Mary holds an exalted position in the church that can never be compromised.

Herein lies the conflict for modern feminists, who long ago renounced women’s status as the revered object on a pedestal and traded the favors of chivalry for the mundane privilege of full participation in the machinations of “mankind,” for lack of a better word. And, though Francis wishes to soften the language of the church and welcome all to the pew, he isn’t likely to budge that door.

Whatever his intent in Manila, which, someone has to say, may have been only an observation intended for his immediate audience, Francis got people thinking and talking about a subject the larger world still needs to hear: Women have much to say.

Kathleen Parker is
a columnist with The
Washington Post and winner
of a 2010 Pulitzer Prize for Commentary

cracked egg

What a crock. What kind of insanity would elevate a mere human woman to being the mother of and above God?

In the Gospels, Jesus spoke brusquely to his mother, and once, after declining to stop teaching an audience and go and greet his mother and his brothers who had come looking for him, he asked his audience: Who were his his mother and his brothers? They were those who did the will of his Father in heaven. Imagine how his audience took that. Imagine what they thought Jesus thought of his mother and his brothers.

In the Gospels, Jesus told his disciples they could blaspheme him, and they would be forgiven, but if they blasphemed the Holy Ghost, they would not be forgiven. He put the Holy Ghost above himself.

In Jewish theology, the Spirit of God is Shekinah, gender female. Jesus was a rabbi, according to the Gospels. He was Jew, according ot the Gospels. Yet, Christendom gave the Holy Ghost a sex change operation, and turned its entire godhead into a man, made in the early Church’s image. What a crock.

I look forward to Pope Francis using the Gospels to melt down his XY chromosome church. His testosterone church. His steroid church. His stupid male supremacy club.

Perhaps Pope Francis starts by asking his church, if Mary Magdalene publicly washed Jesus’ feet with her hair and tears, and anointed his feet with precious oil she scarce could afford, what did she wash and anoint him with when they were in private?

And why did Jesus tell Mary Magdalene outside the tomb, and not his mother, who also was there, to go to the men disciples, who were hiding out, and tell them she had seen him and he would be with them shortly?

Duh, Mary Magdalene was his wife.

Maybe what Pope Francis and all others in Christendom also should be asking is, why did Jesus speak brusquely to and pejoratively of his mother in the Gospels?

Maybe Jesus and his mother will come to them, like they came to my sixth wife and me, and tell them the mother of God sexually molested Jesus when he was young, and that being kept secret has a great deal with why Christendom is so screwed up.

Didn’t Jesus tell his disciples in the Gospels, if they abided in him, they would come to know the truth and the truth would make them free?

Maybe the two older bigger hot mackerel are Pope Francis and the Catholic Church. Maybe the poisonous black nasty snake and the mostly black cat with a little white, which kept trying to turn into the snake, are the devil and Jesus’ mother.

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The overseas friend requests and “likes” on Facebook re what I published in yesterday’s Rainbow Alchemy, a shaman way to begin restoring the internal feminine and effectuating external change, explained at goodmorningkeywest.com, and what looks to me like a young woman oozing the feminine vibration post about people not needing to go to South America to be come shamans, was far greater than local and American Facebook response to anything I had previously published.

The Facebook friend who had sent the Shaman Uses Visions video to me, which is in yesterday’s post, and I had this follow up tango on Facebook yesterday:

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  • Sloan Bashinsky You indeed are a trouble maker, wonder if the angels will go into ecstasy over this one, too? Or at least if Kali will? It’s from her neck of the jungle. I used to be fanatical about my diet, but that passed. Hard to get good, fresh, nutritious food down here, except from ocean and locally grown tropical fruit. I muddle by, have ongoing supernatural experiences day and night. I’m maybe 60, people tell me when I don’t have a beard; I don’t get senior discount at Regal Cinema, unless I tell them I’m over 55; I’m 72 and climbing. Feel like I’m 1,000 most of the time, and wonder why I’m still here? That sneaky little rainbow alchemy ritual I explained in today’s post exercises parts of the brain/mind that seldom get used by probably 99.99 percent of people. But I had to explain the fine print; use the ritual, it will work on you, too. Might not be what everyone wanted, it’s so much more fun have it done by someone else, Jesus comes to mind. Dang, the load that got heaped onto him after he was gone from this planet. He took on all the sins of Christians, so they got into paradise no matter how they behaved before they got there. I became unable to use the alchemy ritual after the black night of the soul arrived in February 1997. After it started lifting 16 months later, I was steered in different directions. Sometimes I came back to the ritual, usually just to get a look at what might be going on in a situation, but not to use the ritual as I had been taught to use it. I’m using all three variations today, to kick start it again. Maybe someone else, or someones else, will use it, too. Or maybe not.
  • Victor Clarke “Not a trouble maker” a novice merely sharing information ita all new to me ……maybe I have powers I never knew I had …..I’m good…..a happy traveller. …..good will prevail …..it doesn’t always appear that way…….its not over till the fat lady sings…..
  • Sloan Bashinsky Yeah, you are a trouble maker, but that’s okay, I like some troublemakers, and you are giving me a chance to run my mouth about things that tend to interest me a lot more than local politics.
  • Victor Clarke Thats good …..hold your cards close to your chest …..the “Locals” might just hang themselves. ……yes I do believe in Karma and youtube

I did not dream last night about Victor’s latest trouble-making. At least, I did not dream about that directly.

I dreamed I was drinking one round of vodka after another, which had to be a reference to yesterday’s post, as I had been taught rainbow alchemy when I lived in Boulder, Colorado with my third wife, whose middle name was Catherine, and sometimes I affectionately called her Katerina Katnipsky, as if she was a Russian Tsarina. Vodka means Russia, in my dream code.

Katerina was a licensed clinical social worker and an evolving Sandplay therapist training under Sandplay’s founder, Dora Kalff, who was my good friend.

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Dora had studied under the Swiss psychiatrist Carl Jung, before developing Sandplay Therapy. (Google Sandyplay Therapy and/or Dora Kalff).

Dora labeled herself an esoteric Christian, and often said what was wrong with humanity was absence of the feminine, and for humanity to change the women would have to go first. Katerina never seemed to like hearing Dora say that, nor did Dora’s other female students, quite a few of them I knew pretty well. Nearly all of Dora’s Americans students were women. She had some male psychiatrist students in Europe, and her students in Japan were male psychiatrists.

Then the vodka-drinking dream shifted, and my father and I were in a violent argument over what only could have been related to what I wrote to Victor yesterday, and all the vodka (Russia/Katerina) I allegedly was drinking in the earlier part of the dream, and finally I grabbed my father by the throat and angrily said I had done the best I could with what had been given to me, and he said okay, then try on that I was a freelance writer and editor, and the dream ended with me feeling like something was seriously out of whack.

On waking,  two more things came to me right away.

First, I had let my online subscription of The Key West Citizen go, because I was in a real cash tight, and that had ended my “freelancing” and “editing” Citizen articles, which I have been doing for years in ways the Citizen’s publisher probably didn’t fully appreciate. So tomorrow I will tighten my belt some more and reactivate my Citizen online subscription.

Second, was another Facebook thread someone started yesterday, which, because of the lance and the Citizen’s involvement, the horrible dream also had to reference.

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“Spanish Inquisition and other star chamber proceedings in Key West”Posted on January 8, 2015 by Sloan at www.goodmorningkeywest.com
  • Stephanie Hoops Don Quixote! Haha! Los pobre Molinos! [the poor women]
  • Sloan Bashinsky wasn’t Don Q a guy?
  • Stephanie Hoops Yup. He was a story depiction of the over pompous testosterone crazed nobleman of those days in old Spain. Running around getting in fights with inanimate objects and falling on his ass!
  • Sloan Bashinsky Worse things have been said about me .
  • Stephanie Hoops Did someone give this pic to you? O.O that is just rude!
  • Sloan Bashinsky Not exactly. It was drawn by the editorial cartoonist used by The Key West Citizen during the 2008 county commission race, after the county commission candidates were all asked to answer the question, “What do you say are the 3 biggest threats to the Florida Keys?” We at that time had 3 county commissioners walking in lockstep with each other, Mario DiGennaro, Marathon, and Dixie Sphar and Sonny McCoy, Key West. I was in the race against Sonny, as an Independent candidate. Heather Carruthers also was in that race as a Democrat. Sonny was a Republican. Sonny, Dixie and Mario were known collectively as the Gang of Three, for a number of things they did, which were bad for the Florida keys and the county government. At Every candidate forum up and down the Keys I was saying t he most important issue was getting rid of the Gang of Three. So, when the mike was passed to me to answer what were the three threats, I said, “The Gang of Three.” By then, the incumbents and the other challengers had waxed and waned on this and that, and after I said the Gang of Three, I handed the mike over to the moderator, as I was the last candidate to speak, as I recall, and he said some people didn’t hear my answer, so I said it again, “The Gang of Three,” and gave the mike back to him. Unheard of, a candidate not taking the full 2 minutes, or whatever it was, to B.S. the audience. I was known sometimes for short, prickly answers that cut to the chase. Always known for out of the box totally unexpected answers. So, later that week, said cartoon appeared in The Citizen. I also was known to say angels told me what to do, and to run for public office. I don’t know how the giant iguana became my steed; maybe the cartoonist wasn’t entirely in love with me? Perhaps the twisted, limp point of the lance indicated the Gang of Three’s tough hides? Or the cartoonist’s impression of my manhood – male cartoonist. The Gang of Three was hardly the first, and certainly wasn’t the last, stronghold of political misdeeds the angels sent me in to poke and worse. That was just a gentle poke in that candidate forum. The current KW city commission has been getting plenty exploding plutonium harpoons for a while. It goes back quite a ways, though, in county, city and school board/district sitcoms.

As I lay in bed before the dawn’s early light pondering the horrible dream with vodka (Katerina and  Russia) and my father, I thought, well, after saying “The Gang of Three” twice, I could have used the rest of my time to say, “That aside, the three biggest threats to the Florida Keys are (1) developers, Realtors and their captured elected officials; (2) chemical runoff from the mainland into the Bay of Florida, which makes its way into the Keys and destroys the sea and the reef; and (3) sewerage pollution of Keys waters by human beings living in the Keys, which destroys the sea and infects it with MRSA (flesh-eating bacteria, Google-image MRSA, take plenty of Malox along). All of which, in sum, means the greatest threat to the Keys is human beings; they are the true invasive, destructive species, and the only way I know for that to be resolved is Mother Nature sends a string of Category 5 hurricanes to sweep the invasive species away.”

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All the talk these days about rising seas and  rising wind and flood insurance rates falls on deaf ears with me. Rising seas and rising wind and flood insurance rates are Mother Nature’s friends. The higher they go, the fewer people will live in the Keys. Maybe the seas will rise several feet and make all of the Keys but Solares Hill in Key West and parts of Lignum Vita Key, between Upper and Lower Matecumbe Keys, uninhabitable to anyone but boat people. Lignum Vitae is Latin for Tree of Life.

I bet my father loves me saying that. He had a home at Mile Marker 76, Lower Matecumbe Key, for nearly 40 years.

I bet he loved it, also, when I was told in early 2004 to run against Sonny McCoy, and, since I was homeless, living in a tent in Key West, I announced as a write-in candidate and then got a terrific write-up by Alyson Matley, the Keynoter’s Key West Bureau Chief, but now she is the official spokesperson for the City of Key West and KWPD and goes by Alyson Crean and is not the person I knew as Alyson Matley.

I didn’t have a website in 2004, and was publishing daily email blasts to my email contacts, perhaps over 100 at that time, from an online computer in the Florida Keys Community College library, on Stock Island. I was all revved up, anxious to get on with it, kick ass, to be accurate.

Then, I was shown in dreams to pretend and act like, basically, Mary Poppins; be all sugar and spice and everything nice, which just wasn’t me at all.

Just about everything I sent out by email so pissed off my editorial board, that as soon as I pressed SEND, I felt like I was both electrocuted and bitten by a cobra from behind my left eye down my left side into my left testicle, down my left leg into my left foot. It was terrifying and left me fucked up the rest of the day, and resulted in all sorts of horrible things happening to me until I fell asleep that night and started having volatile dreams, which eventually reduced me to wracking sobs, until finally it lifted and the next day began.

Day after day, night after night, that happened, until I went nuts. Aggravating it, the MRSA I had contracted the summer before kept returning. Nuts squared better described me.

I got further fucked up by announcing I had been mistaken about entering that county commission race, and that I was obviously not in my right mind.

I fell into an insane black hole, which scared the living shit out of me, from which pit it took the angels two years to retrieve me.

By then, I had received an inheritance from my father, and had bought a trailer on an acre of land on Little Torch Key, where I then filed to run against County Commissioner George Neugent, not yet knowing that buying that place would eventually return me to poverty, after the bottom fell out of the real estate market and I finally had to see it at a huge loss, just to have money to live on for a little while longer.

My campaign mantra in 2006 was, No more new development, period the end. The Keys are way over developed already, and anyone living here, who is honest, knows that. By then, though, the horse was way out of the barn. The time to try to turn the tide was in 2004, against Sonny McCoy, whose popularity was falling, even as George Neugent’s popularity was rising, and continued rising. He beat me worse in 2010, than in 2006. He won handily against 2 other candidates in 2014.

I was pussifed out of the 2004 race. It was a huge cluster fuck. It left me feeling it was some kind of cosmic joke, on me, and it turned me into a radical environmentalist, whom tree and dolphin huggers cannot remotely begin to fathom. An environmentalist, who gladly would welcome a string of Category 5 hurricanes in the Keys. In fact, I wrote something along that line in 2004, from the nut house into which I had gotten by not being Mary Poppins, when what was needed was a great white shark.

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If you think I don’t really feel that way about what it will take to save the Keys from the invasive species, then either you just started reading my musings at goodmorningkeywest.com, or you have not been paying attention.

While we’re on the happy meal roll, here is something another American shaman, a Vietnam combat veteran now living in Scandinavia, put on Facebook yesterday:

This is so true. The “new age” is obsessed with “The Light” but we are born from Darkness. A wonderful book which helped me to accept half of the Spiritual – as well as the Physical – Universe is Joan Halifax‘s “The Fruitful Darkness.” heart emoticon (Thanks for sharing this quote from Jung, Kenneth)

Meanwhile, back down in the black hole (Key West) the angels and my father think is so important, here’s the teaser with links to Key West the Newspaper’s (www.thebluepaper) newest Charles Eimers case article, followed by reader comments, the last of which is from me.

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Eimers Case: Accusations of Perjury and Destruction of Evidence Could Land Default Judgment In Favor of Eimers Family

by Naja and Arnaud Girard [SEE VIDEO DEPOSITIONS BELOW] Attorneys in the federal wrongful death case filed by the Eimers family against KWPD officers and the City of Key West were heard for the first time before Magistrate Judge Jonathan Goodman on Plaintiffs’ Motion For Sanctions. In their motion the family accuses Defendants of perjury and destruction of evidence. The City filed a 24-page response to try to curb the damage done by an unexpected video that appears to contradict sworn statements made…

For access to all Blue Paper articles by Naja and Arnaud Girard on the in-custody death of Charles Eimers click here.

8 thoughts on “Eimers Case: Accusations of Perjury and Destruction of Evidence Could Land Default Judgment In Favor of Eimers Family”

  1. Again, WONDERFUL coverage of the Eimer’s travesty!
    My great grandfather was a “beat cop”. He was so appreciated by the populace of his beat that when he became unable to walk the distance, they bought him a horse so that he could continue to serve. What happened to shift public perception of police officers from trusted peace keepers to fascist bullies? Probably there is no going back. I am grateful that TheBluePaper still tells it like it is. There appears to be no other objective source of reliable information. Yours is a great public service and “good karma” building. Kudos.

  2. I have been following this case for almost a year and am able to remember details better than these officers. For approximately 8 years I was the Safety Specialist for the USPS. As a Safety Specialist I was trained in accident investigation. Reports for these accidents were almost identical to each other because we used a basic system of who, what, where and how. Taking this into account each of our reports had at least one paragraph that was different in all cases. This paragraph was our interpretations of the data we collected. It is unlikely that these officers did not copy their reports, but most courts will not agree since courts have almost always found excuses for an officers perjury. What happened to Mr. Eimers is frightening to me more than any other case of killing by police officers. It is time that we not only change our police procedures but also our court system. Perjury like any other crime isn’t just black or white, but a very grey area, but like politicians say if it quacks like a duck and walks like a duck, it probably is a duck. I really enjoy reading your paper, but wish that it was not do to these circumstances.

  3. I too have been following this case as are likely thousands of others. The city of Key West is at risk of the image that tourist are viewing. What I see upsets me in that up till now I had an opinion of a respectful police department but have lost it now because of this attempt of a cover up. Do hope the city understands that by allowing this cover up that many tourist will think twice about this town. At stake is the future of Key West. Without tourist the economy will fail. This is the age of cell phones and recorders and cops are being watch and recorded. Video does not lie. They murdered a tourist. The amount of force went way beyond that needed. There is no question as guilt and it will cost millions of tax payers money. Do hope they clean house and many need fired and some need prison..Think about on election day.

  4. Love to see the trial. Offficer Galbo best learn how to lie. Anyone notice how often he was rubbing and scratching. That lawyer made him look like a fool. His days as a cop will soon be over. I understand cops lieing to save their job and possably doing prison. They all should be charged with murder.

  5. Galbo is not a very convincing liar, is he? He only watched snippets of the short video of an in-custody death in which he was a participant? Right. Short attention span, huh? My impression is that he was coached to not recall anything. His deposition is so close in character and responses to that of a certain FKAA engineer’s recently that one would think they were trained by the same deposition coach. Oddly enough, Galbo seems to clearly remember that there was no sand on Eimer’s face. But the second video very clearly shows plenty of sand and is an image that is damned hard to forget. Call me Isaac Parker, because if I was the judge, I would probably send him to the gallows just on principle. Is Galbo a representative example of “Key West’s finest”?

  6. Lies never work out because dates and times never work and the truth comes out.Most learn that as a kid. As soon as a judge catches you in the first lie your credability is over. The old days of a cops word meaning anything are long gone. What a stupid ass to copy a statement and use it in his report. That alone should get him time behind bars. We all know that the cops are liars and we next will see what type of judges we have.That was a very sharp lawyer that set the trap and Galbo took it. He was reminded he is under oath and asked if he wished to change his story. Any arrest cases by Galbo will be easy to beat with the above video. His word is not worth shit. Correct me if I am wrong but if anyone is murdered in a crime all that took part in that crime are charged with murder. Also each and every cop at that seen had the duty to stop it. Lee should resign as he allowed such actions of officers under his control. Am also upset about the cavity searches in public. Games is over and many will go down soon. Clean your city up.

  7. Some police officers are extremely accomplished when it comes to psychologically detaching, while putting on their game face, when confronted with questions identifying their alleged criminal conduct.

    However, stress and anxiety will make themselves known one way or another. They will physically be manifested as symptoms, usually via one of the bodies’ ‘involuntary systems’.

    The twitch, throbbing and pulsating “Internal Jugular” vein in the neck of Officer Gabo, as I viewed it, was rapidly firing away throughout the deposition. It appeared to pick up in intensity several times during the questioning, as he was pressed on the alleged inconsistencies, conflicts and contradictions contained within some of his statements and supplemental reports.

    It would be interesting to track the visual disturbances in his neck, in terms of their number, frequency and duration; as they ‘situationally relate’ to each question. There appears to be other ‘tells’ (physically displayed behavioral patterns) that may indicate deception.

  8. Shucks, John Donnelly, just watching the video of Lovette’s and Galbo’s depositions was enough for me to call Naja and say they both lied through their teeth, and I didn’t need no angels to tell me that. Lovette seems to have perfected lying, Galbo is still learning. The plaintiff lawyer as much as told Lovette he is a psychopath. He came to the deposition in uniform and armed on purpose, to make a statement. Naja told me the US judge moved Lovette’s deposition to the federal courthouse on Simonton Street, where Lovette could not take his weapons.
    I have known federal judges who would have told Lovette to leave the lawyer’s office pronto, shed his weapons, and return to the lawyer’s office pronto for the rest of his deposition. I may have known lawyers who would have sat across from Lovette with their own gun in their law office, where they had a right to be armed in plain view. It could have gotten wild, but Lovette got his way. His demonic possession is complete. That’s the difference between him and Galbo, who is still sliding down into that black pit.
    I wonder how a jury will feel about Lovette saying all that incriminating stuff he said right after they killed Charles Eimers was decompression and boasting? Of course he has to say that; otherwise, he is the plaintiffs’ star witness against himself and his fellow cops and KWPD and the City of Key West. He’s still the plaintiffs’ star witness. And the demon’s star witness, too. I’d love to be able to testify about that :-).
    I described in today’s “Rainbow Alchemy, a shaman way to begin restoring the internal feminine and effectuating external change, explained at goodmorningkeywest.com, and what looks to me like a young woman oozing the feminine vibration” post, an alchemy ritual people can use on something like the Eimers case, and on anything else, including themselves. In a dream this morning before dawn, I had told Naja I was returning to the time in my life when I learned that ritual, and taught it to others.
    I see Governor Scott seems to be up that smelly creek a bit over firing the head of Florida Department of Law Enforcement, not over the Eimers case, not over the prison scandal, but over political stuff. FDLE didn’t do a thing about Kathy Smith, until she got caught perjuring mortgage loan documents, FDLE was fine with her fine investigation of the Eimers case.
    Maybe some blue paper readers will try out the alchemy ritual on the Eimers case, KWPD, Mayor Cates and the 6 city commissioners, FDLE, State Attorney Catherine Vogel, Gov. Scott, President Obama, etc. First, though, read the fine print in my post today. The ritual works two ways: on the target and on the person doing the ritual. Equal due process.

Ciao maim, I’m sure the beatings will continue until morale improves; the angels running me and my father seem determined in that way, and it’s what I was trained to do after I came out of the black night in June 1998. No more pussified rainbow alchemy for me. Just he-man stuff after that, except for the cluster fuck in 2004.

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Mary Poppins, Pocahontas and Kali present further fun adventures at Key West’s soup kitchen, and related and distantly related ensembles

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Had a fine dinner at the soup kitchen yesterday.

Standing in line outside the kitchen, waiting to be served, I spoke for a while with a younger fellow, maybe early 30s, who said he’s been here 12 years and used to stay at KOTS (Key West’s overnight homeless shelter), but was ejected for getting into a fight with someone who had stolen some of his belongings. He said he actually prefers living outside, because of the theft problem at KOTS, and because there is a lot black mold in the dormitories, which is painted over. He had a lot of congestion while he stayed at KOTs, but it cleared up after he started living outside. He said KOTS was run better and was cleaner,when Florida Keys Outreach Coalition (FKOC) managed it for the city.

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evening check in at KOTS, and the entire facility, located on a corner of the sheriff’s land, lower right part of this photo below

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I told the fellow that I and other people told the city KOTS would be a real problem, but they went ahead and built it, and it was an instant den of booze and other drugs, theft, sex, thieves, fights and disease, like we had told them it would be. So, they begged Father Stephen Braddock,

Father Stephen Braddock

who ran FKOC, to take over KOTS and straighten it out. Steve told them, only if Charles Davis (no photo available) would be in charge, and he had moved back to Nevada. The city said okay. Steve contacted Charles, who said he would come back and fix KOTS, but only if he called all the shots. Steve passed that along to the city and the sheriff, and they said okay, and Charles came back and sat down with them, and they gave him full control. Charles was one of the other people who had told the city not to build KOTS, and why.

I said, back when Charles ran KOTS, jail trustys cleaned it daily, and it was cleaner then. The fellow said that was true, but the sheriff stopped letting them use trustys, because they were bringing contraband back into the jail from KOTS. I said, the trustys were finding the contraband at KOTS, where it had been stashed by KOTS clients. The fellow said, yes.

I said I had stayed at KOTS, and I preferred sleep outside.

We talked some about the lawsuit the marina across the canal had filed, which had triggered FKOC resigning from managing KOTS and the city trying to find another place to put KOTS, and about the city trying to put it at the Easter Seals property, and the same lawyer who filed the marina’s lawsuit also representing the golf course community, which, I said, will sue the city, if it tries to put KOTS at the Easter Seals property.

The fellow said, he didn’t see why the golf course community was objecting to that, all their homes are on the other side of the golf course from the Easter Seals property. I said, they don’t want the homeless shelter on Stock Island, because it attracts Key West’s homeless people up there, which is what the city wants to happen. The mayor and city commissioners would rather piss off a few people who live by the golf course, than piss off a lot of people on Key West.

I said, I told the city to begin with, and I keep telling them to not have a homeless shelter, because all it does is get some homeless people out of sight at night, which they would be anyway, if they were sleeping outside at night. That’s a lot of money spent to get the same result, when those homeless people will be out and about in plain view during the day time. And, probably as many homeless people do not use KOTS, and some never will use it. They can’t stand being in close quarters with other people, they don’t like having their possessions stolen, they don’t want to get sick. The fellow agreed.

He said, the local cops are really rough on homeless people. I said, that begin immediately after 9/11. They let us sleep outside, in doorways down town, all over the place. After 9/11, we were not allowed to do that.

After getting my meal, I headed toward the eating area beside the kitchen and was hailed by a woman I have known since probably late 2000, when I first arrived in Key West and started out sleeping on sidewalks and eating at the soup kitchen when it was at St. Mary Star of the Sea Catholic church on Truman Avenue at the Elizabeth Street crossing. So, I sat with her.

The meat course of the meal was bbq chicken thigh. She started saying pretty loud, if anyone didn’t want their chicken skin, she’d love to have it! A fellow sitting at the adjacent table said he had a foreskin she could have. Ooops. She let him have it. She kept letting him have it, standing up and telling everyone there what he had said; several times she told it, to make sure everyone heard it. The fellow kept his head down, saying nothing.

I said pretty loud, the fellow must be a mainstream person, come here to get a free meal. No homeless person would say something like that. Homeless people have better manners. I looked at him, said maybe he and the mayor and city commissioners should all come have dinner here; learn a little about homeless people. The woman said, no, we didn’t need them here.

This woman is fairly well known in Key West. She is a friend of David Wolkowsky, local mover and shaker.

David Wolkowsky

Some years ago, she told me of having to go to the sheriff’s office to get some papers she needed, I forget for what reason. The office staff stonewalled her, because she was homeless. She went and told David, and he drove her to the sheriff’s office and told her to ask them again for what she needed. He went in there with her, but only stood at the doorway into where she was trying to get help. The office workers saw David, gave her everything she wanted pronto. She and David left.

She is known by everyone connected to KOTS. She stays there, she said yesterday, when she wants to socialize. However, she has her own little hideaway, which she calls home. I won’t say more about that, for obvious reasons. Most homeless people, who don’t use KOTS, have their own little hideaway.

Returning to the bain of homeless people’s existence in Key West,

Lovette thumbKWPD Office Gary Lee Lovette 

article in the most recent online Key West the Newspaper (www.thebluepaper.com), click on the article’s title to see it. Charles Eimers was suspected by the cops of being homeless, living in his PT Cruiser. He was treated as if he was homeless. He died. Here are John Donnelly’s and my comments under the article.

John Donnelly

a US Marine Crops Vietnam combat veteran, John lives on Key Largo, and is really involved shining the light on inmate abuse and murder by prison guards and wardens, and helping inmates who were convicted of crimes they did not commit

  1. Some police officers are extremely accomplished when it comes to psychologically detaching, while putting on their game face, when confronted with questions identifying their alleged criminal conduct.

    However, stress and anxiety will make themselves known one way or another. They will physically be manifested as symptoms, usually via one of the bodies’ ‘involuntary systems’.

    The twitch, throbbing and pulsating “Internal Jugular” vein in the neck of Officer Gabo, as I viewed it, was rapidly firing away throughout the deposition. It appeared to pick up in intensity several times during the questioning, as he was pressed on the alleged inconsistencies, conflicts and contradictions contained within some of his statements and supplemental reports.

    It would be interesting to track the visual disturbances in his neck, in terms of their number, frequency and duration; as they ‘situationally relate’ to each question. There appears to be other ‘tells’ (physically displayed behavioral patterns) that may indicate deception.

  2. Shucks, John Donnelly, just watching the video of Lovette’s and Galbo’s depositions was enough for me to call Naja and say they both lied through their teeth, and I didn’t need no angels to tell me that. Lovette seems to have perfected lying, Galbo is still learning. The plaintiff lawyer as much as told Lovette he is a psychopath. He came to the deposition in uniform and armed on purpose, to make a statement. Naja told me the US judge moved Lovette’s deposition to the federal courthouse on Simonton Street, where Lovette could not take his weapons.
    I have known federal judges who would have told Lovette to leave the lawyer’s office pronto, shed his weapons, and return to the lawyer’s office pronto for the rest of his deposition. I may have known lawyers who would have sat across from Lovette with their own gun in their law office, where they had a right to be armed in plain view. It could have gotten wild, but Lovette got his way. His demonic possession is complete. That’s the difference between him and Galbo, who is still sliding down into that black pit.
    I wonder how a jury will feel about Lovette saying all that incriminating stuff he said right after they killed Charles Eimers was decompression and boasting? Of course he has to say that; otherwise, he is the plaintiffs’ star witness against himself and his fellow cops and KWPD and the City of Key West. He’s still the plaintiffs’ star witness. And the demon’s star witness, too. I’d love to be able to testify about that :-).
    I described in today’s “Rainbow Alchemy, a shaman way to begin restoring the internal feminine and effectuating external change, explained at goodmorningkeywest.com, and what looks to me like a young woman oozing the feminine vibration” post, an alchemy ritual people can use on something like the Eimers case, and on anything else, including themselves. In a dream this morning before dawn, I had told Naja I was returning to the time in my life when I learned that ritual, and taught it to others.
    I see Governor Scott seems to be up that smelly creek a bit over firing the head of Florida Department of Law Enforcement, not over the Eimers case, not over the prison scandal, but over political stuff. FDLE didn’t do a thing about Kathy Smith, until she got caught perjuring mortgage loan documents, FDLE was fine with her fine investigation of the Eimers case.
    Maybe some blue paper readers will try out the alchemy ritual on the Eimers case, KWPD, Mayor Cates and the 6 city commissioners, FDLE, State Attorney Catherine Vogel, Gov. Scott, President Obama, etc. First, though, read the fine print in my post today. The ritual works two ways: on the target and on the person doing the ritual. Equal due process.

  3. Brother Sloan,
    Great to hear from you. Was the deceit that obvious??? I do believe so…
    ‘Right On’ with the Rainbow Alchemy Training. Beautifully described and excellently laid out on your web site. I find it similar to one of the introductory techniques for Kryia Yoga, which is the Hong-Sau technique. The Sanskrit translation of Hong-Sau is very similar to the wording used in your Rainbow Alchemy Training.
    Love, Blessings & Respect

  4. In a nap dream today, John, I heard “big blue car.” Waking, I went online and to the blue paper and found your comment. The wording used at the end of the ritual, “I am you, you are me, we are one,” seals the ritual. The internal work preceding the sealing came to me from out of nowhere in late 1993. In late 1995, Antonio di Nicholas, a fellow older than I, a noted poet and retired poetry professor who had spent considerable time in India and was deeply interested in and had written about mystical matters, told me what I had been given did originate in India a very long time ago, and “they” would try to take it away from me, and I should not let that happen. After that, I went into something far more rigorous, which what had preceded set up, and I no longer was able to use the ritual, although sometimes I did use it to initiate a vision so I could get a different or better look at something in which I was involved. Only in the dreams the night before I submitted the comment to which you responded did I get direction to share the rainbow alchemy ritual with other people, again. I taught it to many people from late 1993 through 1996. I did all three variations yesterday, to kick start it again. Based on my dreams last night, that stirred up quite a commotion in the spirit world, and I wrote about that in today’s “the cure to humanity and Mother Nature’s ails, and other fantastical attractions, Key West electric chair” post at http://www.goodmorningkeywest.com. I might write more about it there tomorrow. It’s a spirit technology anyone can use who has the spirit wiring for it. Not everyone has the wiring, but a lot of people do. As I warned in my first comment, it works two ways: on the person doing the ritual, and on anyone or anything the person targets with the ritual. Imagine a witch casting a spell on someone or some situation, and the spell is cast on the witch, too. I don’t think I ever met or heard of a witch who would have cared for that kind of spell :-).

  5. Brother Sloan,

    Your technique is masterfully woven into, and a part of, ‘Creation Itself’…

    Your description and presentation of ‘Rainbow Alchemy Training’ has stirred and rekindled an energy within me. Reminding me that all human beings have the potential to be ‘Awakened’.

    Your stimulating offering agitates a longing for many of us to turn within, and ‘come back home’.

    Thanks for the distinguished and liberating ‘Word’…..

    Love, Blessings & Respect

  6. As I published it, below, it is not the entire schmele, it was a step along the way for me, but it was really important when it came in the fall of 1993 and ran though 1996, and, based on my dreams starting three nights ago, it is available now to those who wish to use it, who are spiritually wired to be able to use it.

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    Rainbow Alchemy ritual.

    First variation:

    Get to some place quiet where you will not be interrupted. Set everything aside. Sit or lie somewhere comfortable. Close your eyes. Relax. Then ask in your thoughts (silently) for what you most need help with right now to be shown to you. Wait. Something might come into your thoughts, or you might just now know it. It might be something you see in your inner vision. It might be something you hear in your inner hearing. It might be an emotion or a body sensation. It might be a memory. It might not be what you are expecting.

    It might come right away. It might come in half a minute or a minute. If nothing comes in a minute, end the ritual. That sometimes happens when the ritual is used. And, some people are not able to use the ritual.

    If something does come, ask it to let you feel it in your body, if you are not already feeling it in your body. Wait. When you feel it in your body, say, “I am you, you are, me, we are one.” That’s it. Get on with whatever you were doing, but stay on your toes for something, or somethings, happening in your life, and perhaps in your dreams, or in a vision or visions.

    Actually, the ritual is a vision, which requires no chemical assist, nor any guided meditation facilitator. It’s between you and the angels, or, if you wish, the spirit world.

    Second variation:

    Get to some place quiet, where you will not be interrupted. Set everything aside. Sit or lie somewhere comfortable. Close your eyes. Relax. Then focus on something you think needs help. It can be you. Or something about you. It can be another person, or other persons. It can be an external situation. Ask for help with it, if help is available. Wait. Something might come into your thoughts, or you might just now know it. It might be something you see in your inner vision. It might be something you hear in your inner hearing. It might be an emotion or a body sensation. It might be a memory. It might not be what you are expecting.

    It might not come, either.

    If it does come, ask it to let you feel it in your body, if you are not already feeling it in your body. Wait. When you feel it in your body, say, “I am you, you are, me, we are one.” That’s it. Get on with whatever you were doing, but stay on your toes for something, or somethings, happening in your life, and perhaps in your dreams, or in a vision or visions.

    Second variation shortcut, I have used this one on the fly, surrounded by people, even when talking with people:

    I think of a situation I feel needs help, I ask for help with it, and I wait to see what comes into my inner vision, or a memory, or a song tune in my head, for example. If it’s coming, it comes fast, and that’s the ritual. I get on with whatever I was doing.

    The second variation and its shortcut are proactive, the first variation is passive. The first variation is pure feminine. It recovers and restores the feminine quicker than the second variation. The second variation usually is more “fun” to use. However, I have seen the second variation produce odd and sometimes jolting results in external situations, including jolting me. Best to receive external results as calmly and humbly as you can muster. Strong reaction, counterattack, boasting, gloating, strongly not advised.

    Again, make no mistake. If either variation of this ritual is used, the user is the first target, anything external is the second target. The point is to change the ritual user, anything else that changes is bonus. Become the light you wish to see in the world, comes to mind. As does, first take the beam out of your own eye.

    I have taught both variations of the ritual to people from various religious/spiritual traditions, including Christians. They used it. Something happened. And, as I said, some people were not able to use it.

    The two variations can be used over and over again. In the early going, I used the first variation several times a day. After some time passed, I realized I could use the second variation on external situations. Then I came to use the second variation shortcut. Sometimes I use it today, but not often. Maybe that’s changing.

    Telling other people what you experience internally and see happen externally might interrupt the ritual’s process, and it might really upset or freak out people who are jolted by a ritual you did, and people who are not open to this approach to spiritual development and action.

    The ritual can be used in a group setting. Somebody names a situation needing help, everyone remains focused inward, receives whatever comes, silently using the process described above. Probably best to keep to yourself what you experience during a group ritual.

    The less you say about doing the ritual and what happens afterward, the more heat and alchemy you produce in yourself, the quicker the internal feminine is restored.

    I came to view all observable or palpable phenomena the ritual produced as parts of myself returning, or me returning to them.

 

My writing down the “abc’s” of rainbow alchemy came about after a vicious van dweller criminal (VVDC) friend dropped this into my Facebook timeline the other day.

The Story of Rebekah Sha, who followed a vision calling her to the Amazon. What follows is a warning from the Shaman to the West that we urgently need to change
SOULSPOTTV.COM

Here are all of my comments into that discussion, all but the last of which were previously published at this website. My last comment ends with some explanation of how Key West is one of the spirit world’s proxies for humanity, how the proxies go and are measured, humanity goes and is measured.

Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

It is not necessary to go to South America and apprentice to a native shaman and drink of the sacred vine concoction to become a shaman, but that’s how some Americans and Europeans have done it. It’s not necessary to be a shaman to see humanity is going down the tube and taking the planet with it. It’s not necessary to be a shaman to see the root of the problem is humanity has lost the feminine, and unless she is restored into the species, it’s just going to keep going down. Just because a human is female does not mean her feminine is intact and working. Some people are moving the other way, but they are few and far between. I imagine shamans are why it isn’t worse than it already is. Not all shamans use psychotropics. Some shamans never used them. They were brought into shaman training by angels without any chemical assist. Shaman training tends to be seriously rigorous, and it’s not easy to turn it off once it starts. Nor is it safe, once it starts, to turn it off. If angels are running it, it might be impossible to turn off. Becoming a shaman is becoming conscripted, shanghaied, enslaved to something far bigger than humans can possibly imagine. This is not a theoretical comment, or something I was told. It is something I know firsthand, day and night for close to 30 years.
Magick Matt Kemp · Wellington, New Zealand

1st hand? Are you a shaman? What do you think about the age of Aquarius?
  • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

    Martine Duuk, love the Clarin video, many times have I told save the earth people, this planet is sentient, she can shake the fleas (humans) off anytime she wishes, but she’s letting us have our way with her for now; maybe she will finally say, “Enough!”, maybe not. Magick Matt Kemp, yes, I am a shaman, and after that training, which was awful, I was trained as a Melchizedek priest, which was far worse. Both trainings were administered by angels. Still being administered; the training seems boundless. Next, I will post here something I posted just a bit ago into my my FB timeline, into which a FB friend posted this Shaman Uses Visions video yesterday.
  • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

    Magick Matt Kemp I don’t hear much from the angels running me about the Age of Aquarius. It was really important to me at one time, and was super important to a Jewish friend, who had left Judaism at an early age and had gotten deeply involved in the New Age, Yoga, Taoism, and organic foods and purified water and wheatgrass juice, all of which I, too, was involved in, but not nearly to the extent he was. At some point, his life came to a standstill, and I introduced him to the Rainbow Alchemy ritual I will explain later today in this thread, and he used it, and he experienced what he viewed as welcome shifts in his life. Later, and this is not something I’m suggesting to you or anyone in this thread at this time, he was invited into the far more strenuous training I was already in, but not very far yet, and we sort of went into the grist of it together, as a team, backing each other up, crying on each other’s shoulders, etc. I hesitate to mention what came after the Rainbow Alchemy training, because it might run off people who might otherwise be open to trying the Rainbow Alchemy process. However, it might be, what my friend and I later were taken into was the Aquarian t raining, which perhaps was not understood by people back then, who were eager for the Aquarius Age to begin – what that would actually entail. I associate Jesus with the Age of Aquarius. Born in Alabama, USA, I was raised Southern Baptist, then Episcopalian; but as time passed, I left that, and eventually I ended up in the clutches of Jesus, Archangel Michael Shields and Magdalene Melchizedek. and then Kali came into the picture. I write about that from time to time at goodmorningkeywest.com and goodmorningbirmingham.com. Now to write about Rainbow Alchemy.
  • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

    Magick Matt Kemp I don’t hear much from the angels running me about the Age of Aquarius. It was really important to me at one time, and was super important to a Jewish friend, who had left Judaism at an early age and had gotten deeply involved in the New Age, Yoga, Taoism, and organic foods and purified water and wheatgrass juice, all of which I, too, was involved in, but not nearly to the extent he was. At some point, his life came to a standstill, and I introduced him to the Rainbow Alchemy ritual I will explain later today in this thread, and he used it, and he experienced what he viewed as welcome shifts in his life. Later, and this is not something I’m suggesting to you or anyone in this thread at this time, he was invited into the far more strenuous training I was already in, but not very far yet, and we sort of went into the grist of it together, as a team, backing each other up, crying on each other’s shoulders, etc. I hesitate to mention what came after the Rainbow Alchemy training, because it might run off people who might otherwise be open to trying the Rainbow Alchemy process. However, it might be, what my friend and I later were taken into was the Aquarian t raining, which perhaps was not understood by people back then, who were eager for the Aquarius Age to begin – what that would actually entail. I associate Jesus with the Age of Aquarius. Born in Alabama, USA, I was raised Southern Baptist, then Episcopalian; but as time passed, I left that, and eventually I ended up in the clutches of Jesus, Archangel Michael Shields and Magdalene Melchizedek. and then Kali came into the picture. I write about that from time to time at goodmorningkeywest.com and goodmorningbirmingham.com. Now to write about Rainbow Alchemy.
  • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

    Archangel Michael Shields should be Archangel Michael. I have a Facebook friend in Key West named Michael Shields, and FB switched what I had typed to drag him into this conversation, maybe that was not an accident :-). As far as I can tell, everything is arranged or the downwind result of something prior.

    Rainbow Alchemy ritual.

    First variation:

    Get to some place quiet where you will not be interrupted. Set everything aside. Sit or lie somewhere comfortable. Close your eyes. Relax. Then ask in your thoughts (silently) for what you most need help with right now to be shown to you. Wait. Something might come into your thoughts, or you might just now know it. It might be something you see in your inner vision. It might be something you hear in your inner hearing. It might be an emotion or a body sensation. It might be a memory. It might not be what you are expecting.

    It might come right away. It might come in half a minute or a minute. If nothing comes in a minute, end the ritual. That sometimes happens when the ritual is used. And, some people are not able to use the ritual.

    If something does come, ask it to let you feel it in your body, if you are not already feeling it in your body. Wait. When you feel it in your body, say, “I am you, you are, me, we are one.” That’s it. Get on with whatever you were doing, but stay on your toes for something, or somethings, happening in your life, and perhaps in your dreams, or in a vision or visions.

    Actually, the ritual is a vision, which requires no chemical assist, nor any guided meditation facilitator. It’s between you and the angels, or, if you wish, the spirit world.
    Second variation:Get to some place quiet, where you will not be interrupted. Set everything aside. Sit or lie somewhere comfortable. Close your eyes. Relax. Then focus on something you think needs help. It can be you. Or something about you. It can be another person, or other persons. It can be an external situation. Ask for help with it, if help is available. Wait. Something might come into your thoughts, or you might just now know it. It might be something you see in your inner vision. It might be something you hear in your inner hearing. It might be an emotion or a body sensation. It might be a memory. It might not be what you are expecting.

    It might not come, either.

    If it does come, ask it to let you feel it in your body, if you are not already feeling it in your body. Wait. When you feel it in your body, say, “I am you, you are, me, we are one.” That’s it. Get on with whatever you were doing, but stay on your toes for something, or somethings, happening in your life, and perhaps in your dreams, or in a vision or visions.

    Second variation shortcut, I have used this one on the fly, surrounded by people, even when talking with people:

    I think of a situation I feel needs help, I ask for help with it, and I wait to see what comes into my inner vision, or a memory, or a song tune in my head, for example. If it’s coming, it comes fast, and that’s the ritual. I get on with whatever I was doing.

    The second variation and its shortcut are proactive, the first variation is passive. The first variation is pure feminine. It recovers and restores the feminine quicker than the second variation. The second variation usually is more “fun” to use. However, I have seen the second variation produce odd and sometimes jolting results in external situations, including jolting me. Best to receive external results as calmly and humbly as you can muster. Strong reaction, counterattack, boasting, gloating, strongly not advised.

    Again, make no mistake. If either variation of this ritual is used, the user is the first target, anything external is the second target. The point is to change the ritual user, anything else that changes is bonus. Become the light you wish to see in the world, comes to mind. As does, first take the beam out of your own eye.

    I have taught both variations of the ritual to people from various religious/spiritual traditions, including Christians. They used it. Something happened. And, as I said, some people were not able to use it.

    The two variations can be used over and over again. In the early going, I used the first variation several times a day. After some time passed, I realized I could use the second variation on external situations. Then I came to use the second variation shortcut. Sometimes I use it today, but not often. Maybe that’s changing.

    Telling other people what you experience internally and see happen externally might interrupt the ritual’s process, and it might really upset or freak out people who are jolted by a ritual you did, and people who are not open to this approach to spiritual development and action.

    The ritual can be used in a group setting. Somebody names a situation needing help, everyone remains focused inward, receives whatever comes, silently using the process described above. Probably best to keep to yourself what you experience during a group ritual.

    The less you say about doing the ritual and what happens afterward, the more heat and alchemy you produce in yourself, the quicker the internal feminine is restored.

    I came to view all observable or palpable phenomena the ritual produced as parts of myself returning, or me returning to them.

    I will post this comment now, and later will look it over for typos, I’m a terrible self copy-editor, and perhaps I will made a few corrections, and perhaps more will come to me to include in the explanation of the Rainbow Alchemy ritual.

  • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

    I used the Shaman Uses Visions and all the reader comments thereto in today’s “Rainbow Alchemy, a shaman way to begin restoring the internal feminine and effectuating external change, explained at goodmorningkeywest.com” post. I never know that the spirit world (aka for me, the angels) will put in front of me next. That’s the feminine’s way, she loves mystery and surprise and suspense, among other things :-).
  • Michael Musta · · El Dorado, Meta

    Magick Matt Kemp ¨yep, yes and Cool :D
  • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

    I was slammed in a dream last night for sharing in this conversation how to do Rainbow Alchemy. I describe and explain the dream, as I understand it, in today’s “the cure to humanity and Mother Nature’s ails, and other fantastical attractions, Key West electric chair” post at www.goodmorningkeywest.com. That post includes something from another American shaman, Jonathan Horwitz, now living in Scandinavia, quoting the Swiss Psychiatrist, C.G. Jung, with which I fully agree:

    “There is no coming to consciousness without pain. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, to avoid facing their own soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”

    Before describing rainbow alchemy in this thread yesterday, I told of far more strenuous training I later experienced, still in progress. Training no person can even begin to imagine the difficulty of, who has not experienced it.

    It is not possible, to be blunt, to go to South American and link up with an indigenous shaman and quickly become a shaman. Shaman training takes a very long time, and it never ends, as any adept shaman well knows.

    To be further blunt, a younger woman, perhaps 45 years old, when I was 67, I’m now 72, showed up in front of me in the Florida Keys. How that came about was clearly arranged by the spirit world. We both knew it. She said she was from North Africa, she was white. She said she had trained under a shaman in South America. She was full of New Age-ish ideas, which seemed to me to be really getting in her way. We had a long conversation, mostly over she kept telling me I didn’t need to be having such a hard time internally.

    She left the Keys, then she came back to the Keys, and we resumed much the same conversation one more time. Finally, I suggested she take a shaman journey and meet with my angel handlers and hear what they had to say, they were waiting to speak with her. She said she was too weak to do a journey. I said, the strongest thing she could do was do a journey when she was weak. That seemed to cause her stop breathing, temporarily. She said, okay, she would do it, later. She went on her way.A year later, she emailed me from Brazil, where she lived with her husband some of the time. He was in America, he was American. He was with her during the earlier 2 conversations at my home on Little Torch Key. She was sort of all over the place, and I again suggested she do a shaman journey and meet the angels running me. She hemmed and hawed, talked with her husband by email, and he told her she had told me she would do it, so she said she would do it.

    She emailed me a day or so later, saying she would do the journey that evening. She emailed me late the next day, as I recall, describing the journey. She met the angels, they spoke in one voice, LOVE. Then she went all over everywhere about various things mostly about herself, and how difficult it was for her to use the vine to journey, and how she’d had difficult time getting the journey started, and I’m wondering if she asked the angels anything about me and what I was experiencing? I didn’t think she had.

    That night in one of my dreams, using ayahuasca to journey was likened to taking steroids. I emailed her back, telling my dream. She replied that she had told me she used the vine, and she was really upset and maybe I would hear from her the next year, and maybe I never would hear from her again. I wrote back that I didn’t know how she was journeying, she knew from me that I didn’t use anything and never had, and it didn’t seem she had asked the angels about what I was experiencing.

    I had told her repeatedly that a lot of my difficulty was karma, and the rest of it was the shaman and other spirit work, which hits me in my body ongoing. She kept arguing I could will away my karma, or I could love and forgive myself, and that would end my karma. I said she did not understand karma. We went around that many times. I kept telling her the only path I knew that really worked was surrender, and I had come to that path by trying everything else, at considerable financial expense, and none of it had worked. Short version of very long story.

    Anyway, I encourage people ongoing to work internally, to look in the mirror and keep doing that, instead of trying to set right what is in front of them, which they don’t like. I was made to stand in front of the mirror a very long time, before I was moved into proactive interventions in human affairs, mostly in the political arena now, mostly in the Florida Keys. Everything I am given to engage on this world is a proxy for something awry in spirit realms, and I know when I speak or write to people, I am speaking to the spirit or spirits running them as well. It’s an inverted way of doing shaman work. I seldom go into the spirit realms and work there; the work is done on this planet, in human affairs. Sort of like Jesus did it, and Gandhi, and Martin Luther King, and Nelson Mandela, and Mother Teresa.

    The grist is this world and its offerings. The risk is real. There is danger. Danger from human beings, and danger from demonic spirits. The only safe way I know to do this work is to be trained and led by angels, which some people might call something else.

    I expect nothing to change because of what I do. I view the work as designed to evolve me, and if something else happens which seems like a good thing, that’s great, but the reason I seem to be doing it is my own soul’s evolution. I have been told as much in dreams.

    I publish daily at www.goodmorningkeywest.com. It’s … different.

    Key West, because it sits on top of the lower end (the origin of) a powerful earth vortex, equivalent to the Himalaya and Andes and Sangre de Cristo (Northern New Mexico and Southern Colorado) earth vortexes, for examples, and because it is an international community and receives lots of international visitors, and because it’s official creed is, “We are all create equal members of one human family,” has been designated one of I suppose several proxies for humanity, and as those proxies go and are measured, so humanity goes and is measured.

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This floated into my Facebook timeline yesterday:

Victor Clarke shared a link to your timeline.
17 hrs ·

The Story of Rebekah Sha, who followed a vision calling her to the Amazon. What follows is a warning from the Shaman to the West that we urgently need to change
SOULSPOTTV.COM

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I opened that link, watched some of the video, felt like the young female shaman narrator and I were on different planets, and wrote into the reader comment thread below the video, which comments, I discovered, were linked to my Facebook  account. The reader comments under the video were lined up in order of the newest comment at the top, so my comments ended up at the top. I was able to maintain my comments in oldest at top, newest at bottom order by replying to other people who had replied to me, and by replying to my own prior comments. This post today is different from the usual fare here, which itself is different. This post today offers a different approach to how I usually go about things today, and to how everyone else I know goes about things.

  • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

    It is not necessary to go to South America and apprentice to a native shaman and drink of the sacred vine concoction to become a shaman, but that’s how some Americans and Europeans have done it. It’s not necessary to be a shaman to see humanity is going down the tube and taking the planet with it. It’s not necessary to be a shaman to see the root of the problem is humanity has lost the feminine, and unless she is restored into the species, it’s just going to keep going down. Just because a human is female does not mean her feminine is intact and working. Some people are moving the other way, but they are few and far between. I imagine shamans are why it isn’t worse than it already is. Not all shamans use psychotropics. Some shamans never used them. They were brought into shaman training by angels without any chemical assist. Shaman training tends to be seriously rigorous, and it’s not easy to turn it off once it starts. Nor is it safe, once it starts, to turn it off. If angels are running it, it might be impossible to turn off. Becoming a shaman is becoming conscripted, shanghaied, enslaved to something far bigger than humans can possibly imagine. This is not a theoretical comment, or something I was told. It is something I know firsthand, day and night for close to 30 years.
    • Magick Matt Kemp · Wellington, New Zealand

      1st hand? Are you a shaman? What do you think about the age of Aquarius?
    • Martine Duuk · · Glasgow, United Kingdom

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NL8HP1WzbDk
    • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

      Martine Duuk, love the Clarin video, many times have I told save the earth people, this planet is sentient, she can shake the fleas (humans) off anytime she wishes, but she’s letting us have our way with her for now; maybe she will finally say, “Enough!”, maybe not. Magick Matt Kemp, yes, I am a shaman, and after that training, which was awful, I was trained as a Melchizedek priest, which was far worse. Both trainings were administered by angels. Still being administered; the training seems boundless. Next, I will post here something I posted just a bit ago into my my FB timeline, into which a FB friend posted this Shaman Uses Visions video yesterday.
    • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

      My dreams last night, at first were “localized”, regarding stuff I’m engaged in and writing about at goodmorningkeywest.com, much of which is being republished same day at goodmorningbirmingham.com,, was my take. In the dreams, some of what I was doing/involved in was working better than other things I was doing/involved in. Then, I woke up about 3 a.m., feeling kind of off kilter and jangled, and not thrilled it was so early. Finally, I fell back asleep and had very different dreams, unlike I remember ever having. These dreams were from entirely different realm, or realms. Dramatic, interesting dreams. Exciting, even. That went on a while, then I was telling Naja Girard here in Key West, co-publisher of the blue paper (thebluepaper.com) that I was going back to 1993, to teach rainbow alchemy again; I was choked up in the dream. Also, there was something earlier about me explaining Melchizedek work to someone, or to someones, and later in the dream cycle I heard somebody in one of the exciting dreams would not come to heavy, as in, heavy work, it seemed, which Melchizedek work is, and that’s nearly all I’m publishing at the two websites and before I had them. But in 1993, when the heavens opened to me, and all sorts of phenomenon started coming, beautiful phenomenon, it was due to a “ritual” that came to me, which I started using in various variations, which I will explain today under the Shaman Uses Visions thread, which vicious Key West van dweller criminal friend Victor dropped into my timeline yesterday, and I then made the comment into the Shaman Uses Visions thread, and then shared it with my FB friends.That ritual was the “official” beginning of my own shaman training, which, as I wrote many times, was a bit different from any shaman training of which I was then aware, and that has not changed. I’m stopping here, to post this same comment into the Shaman Use Visions thread, where there seems to be some interest in what I commented there yesterday; that’s got to be the second set of dream early this morning until about 8:30 a.m. I can’t remember sleeping that late in the morning. Then, I’m going to collect my thoughts and put them into the Shaman Uses Visions thread, and into this FB thread in my time line. The Shaman Uses Visions thread might be end up being today’s post at the two websites. Might be the ritual I will explain can be used locally by people who are inclined to take a ride; it can be used on such things as the Charles Eimers case and Wisteria Island, In Key West, both reported again today at thebluepaper.com, but make no mistake, it is very important to know the ritual aims at both any external target chosen, and into the person using the ritual. More later.
    • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

      Rainbow Alchemy Ritual -Perhaps before explaining this ritual, I should say maybe a couple of months after I was using the ritual and being blown away by what was coming to me, I was asked in a dream by a being I could not see if I wanted some help? I awoke, went back and forth with that, wondering who, or what, the being was? Like, was it a friendly? Or was it something else? Finally, I told it I was okay getting its help, if it was in keeping with the Order Christ. It came back with, it was of the Order Rainbow, the original vibration of this planet. I got choked up, said, okay, I wanted its help. The Christ vibration is different, but they are not incompatible. The Christ vibration, I found was grueling, as I experienced it; it’s still grueling. But back then, I was just moving toward the Christ vibration, and the accompanying Melchizedek vibration.It may be I will be corrected or further directed in dreams re what I am writing into this thread. Dreams mainly are how the angels direct me, and correct me, often the corrections are jolting and they can freak me out. The angles also sometimes speak to me in plain English, in my sleep. They also can speak to me telepathically, into my thoughts when I am so-called awake, and they can give me sudden knowings, revelations, and they can give me body sensations, often exquisitely awful, to get my undivided attention. Rainbow alchemy was not like that, however. It was my entry into the other realms, perhaps more accurately, the other realms coming to me. Rainbow alchemy is a great way to get the internal feminine up and running again, if you do the ritual as I will explain it in its different variations.I will post that after I reply to Magic Matt Kemp’s age of Aquarius question. It might take me a while to write about the ritual.
    • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

      Magick Matt Kemp I don’t hear much from the angels running me about the Age of Aquarius. It was really important to me at one time, and was super important to a Jewish friend, who had left Judaism at an early age and had gotten deeply involved in the New Age, Yoga, Taoism, and organic foods and purified water and wheatgrass juice, all of which I, too, was involved in, but not nearly to the extent he was. At some point, his life came to a standstill, and I introduced him to the Rainbow Alchemy ritual I will explain later today in this thread, and he used it, and he experienced what he viewed as welcome shifts in his life. Later, and this is not something I’m suggesting to you or anyone in this thread at this time, he was invited into the far more strenuous training I was already in, but not very far yet, and we sort of went into the grist of it together, as a team, backing each other up, crying on each other’s shoulders, etc. I hesitate to mention what came after the Rainbow Alchemy training, because it might run off people who might otherwise be open to trying the Rainbow Alchemy process. However, it might be, what my friend and I later were taken into was the Aquarian training, which perhaps was not understood by people back then, who were eager for the Aquarius Age to begin – what that would actually entail. I associate Jesus with the Age of Aquarius. Born in Alabama, USA, I was raised Southern Baptist, then Episcopalian; but as time passed, I left that, and eventually I ended up in the clutches of Jesus, ArchangelMichael Shields and Magdalene Melchizedek. and then Kali came into the picture. I write about that from time to time at goodmorningkeywest.com and goodmorningbirmingham.com. Now to write about Rainbow Alchemy.
    • Sloan Bashinsky · Janitor at God

      Archangel Michael Shields should be Archangel Michael. I have a Facebook friend in Key West named Michael Shields, and FB switched what I had typed to drag him into this conversation, maybe that was not an accident :-). As far as I can tell, everything is arranged or the downwind result of something prior.
      Rainbow Alchemy ritual.
      First variation:
      Get to some place quiet where you will not be interrupted. Set everything aside. Sit or lie somewhere comfortable. Close your eyes. Relax. Then ask in your thoughts (silently) for what you most need help with right now to be shown to you. Wait. Something might come into your thoughts, or you might just now know it. It might be something you see in your inner vision. It might be something you hear in your inner hearing. It might be an emotion or a body sensation. It might be a memory. It might not be what you are expecting.
      It might come right away. It might come in half a minute or a minute. If nothing comes in a minute, end the ritual. That sometimes happens when the ritual is used. And, some people are not able to use the ritual.
      If something does come, ask it to let you feel it in your body, if you are not already feeling it in your body. Wait. When you feel it in your body, say, “I am you, you are, me, we are one.” That’s it. Get on with whatever you were doing, but stay on your toes for something, or somethings, happening in your life, and perhaps in your dreams, or in a vision or visions.
      Actually, the ritual is a vision, which requires no chemical assist, nor any guided meditation facilitator. It’s between you and the angels, or, if you wish, the spirit world.
      Second variation:
      Get to some place quiet, where you will not be interrupted. Set everything aside. Sit or lie somewhere comfortable. Close your eyes. Relax. Then focus on something you think needs help. It can be you. Or something about you. It can be another person, or other persons. It can be an external situation. Ask for help with it, if help is available. Wait. Something might come into your thoughts, or you might just now know it. It might be something you see in your inner vision. It might be something you hear in your inner hearing. It might be an emotion or a body sensation. It might be a memory. It might not be what you are expecting.It might not come, either.
      If it does come, ask it to let you feel it in your body, if you are not already feeling it in your body. Wait. When you feel it in your body, say, “I am you, you are, me, we are one.” That’s it. Get on with whatever you were doing, but stay on your toes for something, or somethings, happening in your life, and perhaps in your dreams, or in a vision or visions.
      Second variation shortcut, I have used this one on the fly, surrounded by people, even when talking with people:I think if a situation I feel needs help, I ask for help with it, and I wait to see what comes into my inner vision, or a memory, or a song tune in my head, for example. If it’s coming, it comes fast, and that’s the ritual. I get on with whatever I was doing.

      The second variation and its shortcut are proactive, the first variation is passive. The first variation is pure feminine. It recovers and restores the feminine quicker than the second variation. The second variation usually is more “fun” to use. However, I have seen the second variation produce odd and sometimes jolting results in external situations, including jolting me. Best to receive external results as calmly and humbly as you can muster. Strong reaction, counterattack, boasting, gloating, strongly not advised.Again, make no mistake. If either variation of this ritual is used, the user is the first target, anything external is the second target. The point is to change the ritual user, anything else that changes is bonus. Become the light you wish to see in the world, comes to mind. As does, first take the beam out of your own eye.

      I have taught both variations of the ritual to people from various religious/spiritual traditions, including Christians. They used it. Something happened. And, as I said, some people were not able to use it.

      The two variations can be used over and over again. In the early going, I used the first variation several times a day. After some time passed, I realized I could use the second variation on external situations. Then I came to use the second variation shortcut. Sometimes I use it today, but not often. Maybe that’s changing.

      Telling other people what you experience internally and see happen externally might interrupt the ritual’s process, and it might really upset or freak out people who are jolted by a ritual you did, and people who are not open to this approach to spiritual development and action.

      The ritual can be used in a group setting. Somebody names a situation needing help, everyone remains focused inward, receives whatever comes, silently using the process described above. Probably best to keep to yourself what you experience during a group ritual.

      The less you say about doing the ritual and what happens afterward, the more heat and alchemy you produce in yourself, the quicker the internal feminine is restored.

      I came to view all observable or palpable phenomena the ritual produced as parts of myself returning, or me returning to them.

      I will post this comment now, and later will look it over for typos, I’m a terrible self copy-editor, and perhaps I will made a few corrections, and perhaps more will come to me to include in the explanation of the Rainbow Alchemy ritual.

      Below are reader comments before I began commenting:
  • Dominic Lye

    I had an amazing vision.I used to drink a lot of alcohol and one night after I had consumed a large amount I collapsed and had a spirit being visit me, they lifted me up to cleanse me of my addiction.I was immersed in a soft flowing mist that gradually became humid to totally soaking and yet warm and satisfying.I woke suddenly to realise I had wet myself..
  • Michael Hanif · University of Northampton

    was very interested until the point where they mentioned eating meat ! don’t other sentient animals deserve to enjoy this lovely heavenly planet ? looks like just a big cop out to me , seems like 60s hippy jiggery pokery or some religious mumbo jumbo in a new package , we all have a moral compass inside us and we all have the ability to know right from wrong we dont need a man in dress on sundays or a shaman with hallucinogens to show us right from wrong if you are truly honest and look deep in your heart you will see these truth if you are brave enough to do so and admit them to yourself
  • Ruperto Shipibo · · Mamaycuna Traditional Amazonian Healing Centre

    Started reading her book. Will finish before watching this. Met Rebekah in Iquitos. She is a lovely down to earth person. A classic example of a modern shaman for the modern world.
  • Vlada D’ Slav · Granada Hills, California

    My experience is, that “I” is not relevant, as long as you identify with the external.
  • Sharon Greenfelt Kersten · · Works at Kersten Communications

    Looking forward to watching it.
  • Zaq Kickasola · Creative Director at Indicarnival Arts and Media

    This just in:Spirit world communicates with the physical directly for the first time on recordTells us shit WE ALREADY FUCKING KNOW
  • Farshied Amirpanah · El Camino College

    Damn I am going to become a shaman aha ha ha ….
  • Mélanie Langlois · · Guijek école de massothérapie · 122 followers

    Similar thing happened to me … something so strong was calling me to the amazone .. and it was indeed life changing .
    • Greg Hulme · · Boston, Massachusetts

      In which ways did things change for you after visiting the Amazon Melanie?
    • Dyani McKayla Main · Co-Founder/Creator at SOULSpot

      Wow, would love to hear some of your experiences! :)
    • Mélanie Langlois · · Guijek école de massothérapie · 122 followers

      Greg Hulme It’s pretty hard to resume all the lessons I’ve learned by being in the jungle and with my experience on Ayashuasca and San Pedro (Huaschuma cactus). I’m still processing and analysing all the bits of information that have been meticulously put on my way towards a better understanding of not only human consciousness, but everything that is living around us. What I can say is that we are on this planet to learn , grow and LOVE. Love others, and especially love yourself. ALWAYS follow your heart, it has a voice and you must listen to it at all times. Because it knows the way. I’ve purged my demons , and fears , if they want to catch up to me , they’ve got a long distance to go :) If you want more details on this life changing experience Greg, I will be blogging about my journey in the jungle and in Peru in general, you can add me to facebook if u wish ;) Have a great day :) P.S. Anyone who has any questions about this whole experience can add me , I will do my best to guide you :)
    • Abhishek Nagrath · · IGNOU

      WE ALL HAVE OUR OWN STORY AND EXPERIENCES IN LIFE TO DEAL WITH DON’T WE..??
    • Kärt Tori · · Works at Model Agency Fashion Team

      Would love to read your blog!

 

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Elephant in the living room

Yesterday on www.bigpinekey.com‘s popular Coconut Telegraph (CT) forum, re From The Right (FTR), a daily CT contributor, having written in that he was taking a leave of absense because his right shoulder was ailing due to being worn out and having arthritis, which will require surgery. I replied, as reported in the  “We must live together as brothers [and sisters] or perish together as fools.” — Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., quoted by Naja Girard, in Key West, and various and sundry examples of not all getting along post at goodomorningkeywest.com. Part of my reply was omitted, thus the italicized intro by the CT’s owner-operator:

(Ed: I left out part of this post yesterday by mistake so I’m reposting it as written.)

Sorry to hear FTR’s right wing out of commission for a while. Hope he makes fast recovery, and when he gets back, he starts slamming Republicans as much as he slams Democrats, because they both are responsible for the mess America is in, as are the people they voted into office. Saying it another way, maybe if FTR had been more flexible, maybe if he had been more ambidextrous, his right shoulder would not so stove up with arthritis and worn out. Maybe skiing naked, instead of watching other folks do it (the video FTR provided) would loosen us all up a bit.

For FTR, that in italics was the most important part of what I submitted. If he’s as tough as you say, he needs no protection from you. What you are doing by protecting the cheap shooters’ anonymity, is telling every kid who reads the Coconut Telegraph to do the same. Ongoing I deal with people who want me to jump on something that’s bugging them, but they don’t want their names on it. They wave their American flags, they go to church, they curse the establishment and politicians, but they don’t want any of the heat. One or two of them are the brains behind Dump the Pumps, you never see their names in public, they fear retaliation from their employer, FKAA or MC.

A flurry of America was behind 9/11 conversation was triggered by this comment on the Coconut Telegraph a few days ago:

Iraq or bust

[Conspiracy] I just watched a video of an investigation into 9/11. Among other things, these people spent much effort investigating the supposed airplane hijackers. The video claims that most of the supposed suicide hijackers are still alive and working overseas and gave details that several were on the US government payroll being trained and making trouble elsewhere. That one shared an apartment with a CIA operative in Vero Beach. That the airport security camera video of two of them purportedly boarding in Boston was actually of them that morning boarding in Portland, ME (evidenced by the date/time stamp among other things), and much more. They show the government documents and passport applications, follow their credit card purchases, interview an ex-girlfriend, flight instructors, plane rental firms, you name it. America has been so dumbed-down that the masses will believe any nonsense in a news broadcast (or conspiracy video) even if it makes no sense at all; and even when the evidence that is shown contradicts what the talking head is saying. Use your own brain. Make your own decisions. Video

I replied to the CT today:

I watched the 9/11  Video  (click on that link to see it) provided a few days ago on the CT. I hoped it would tell me who done it, if it wasn’t Osama bin Laden and his men. I didn’t come away knowing who done it. Maybe it was Osama and his troops. Maybe they were put up to it by G.W. Bush, Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld; or by the CIA, or by Homeland Security, or by the FBI. I personally feel Bush, Cheney and Rumsfeld were capable of doing it that way. As were the CIA, Homeland Security and the FBI. And, I feel they could have done it all by themselves and framed Osama for it. However, I do not see Americans manning B-57’s and flying them into the Trade Towers. That just is not how Americans wage war. It is how Muslim radicals wage war. So, I leave those thoughts lingering.

Here are two links to a letter Osama wrote in 2002. I feel it is important to know how he thought, and how I imagine many Muslims think today.

Full text: bin Laden’s ‘letter to America’ – The Guardian

The Guardian

Nov 24, 2002 – 

        1. Osama Bin Laden’s letter to America – YouTube

Whether America and Americans like it or not, or believe it or not, they are at war with a religion, the members of which outnumber Americans around 4-1. The war started long before 9/11. Islam did not start the war.

Another thing America and Americans should know about Islam, is it views itself as the chosen people through Abraham’s son, Ishmael, as told in Genesis, in the Bible; a similar story is in the Koran. God tells Abraham that Ishmael’s seed will become a great nation and will cause Isaac’s seed trouble. Isaac’s seed became the Jews and Christendom. Ishmael’s seed became Islam. Islam views that story, and what is happening today, as fulfillment of that prophesy.

In the Gospels, Jesus offered a different path from what I understand Muslims and Jews believe they were given by God. Jesus told his followers to set aside an eye for and eye and a tooth for a tooth, and to resist not one who does evil, and to pray for and do good to those who persecute them, and to turn the other cheek. In the Gospels, Jesus lived that path, and he advised his followers to do likewise.

In that regard, the night of 9/8-9/2001, a voice I knew well asked me in my sleep, “Will you make a prayer for a Divine Intervention for all of humanity?” I awoke, startled, wondered what that heralded? I made the prayer. On 9/11, I knew why I had been asked to make the prayer.

I hoped America would make a Jesus response: do nothing, and let that play out. I very much hoped America would not go to war overseas. I knew that would be as bad as or worse than America’s war in Vietnam.

A few days after 9/11, I was told by the same voice, but this time I was awake and I heard it in my thoughts, “America should get out of the Middle East altogether, and stop all US aid to Israel, and let Israel and Islam work it out or fight it out, and in that way see which of them is God’s chosen people.”

I published all of that many times, and so far only person responded. He thanked me, said I had gotten darn good advice for America. Same advice Osama bin Laden gave America in his letter.

Moving laterally …

Feather Talk

I have been publishing lately that humanity is doomed, if does not receive a massive infusion of Eve, the feminine, the Holy Ghost in the Christian Trinity. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. However, the same result would happen in Christendom, if it took to heart Jesus’ teachings in the Gospels.

Yes, that would put Christian elected leaders in America, for example, in a tough spot. President Obama has said he is Christian, but he wages war, which goes against Jesus’ teachings in the Gospels. Likewise, George W. Bush, who was Christian, waged war. As did his father, who was a Christian. As did Ronald Reagan, who was a Christian, As did Lyndon Baines Johnson, who was a Christian, and he authored America’s war in Vietnam. I give Bill Clinton, who was a Christian, a pass, as he didn’t start an American war (as far as I know). His wife, Hillary, however, seems hawk through and through.

It’s a tough job, being a Christian; and Jesus said in the Gospels that it was a tough job. Summarizing somewhat loosely:

Steep is the way and narrow the gate and few enter therein. Many are called, but few are chosen. The work is great and the laborers are few. A man who hears my sayings and does them is like the wise man who built his house on a rock and when the flood came, the house stood fast; but a man who hears my sayings and does not do them is like the foolish man who built his house on sand and when the flood came the house fell down and the fall was great.

Perhaps for Christian Americans, that scriptural review is as important as getting to the bottom of who was behind 9/11.

Meanwhile, people who read my daily musings might have noticed I have not used articles in The Key West Citizen for a while. That’s because I stopped taking The Citizen online, due to my reduced cash flow. I still read the paper copy delivered to this home every morning, but it’s far too much work and time-consuming to manually type out articles in The Citizen, to use in posts at this website.

Something was in the Citizen yesterday, however, which caught my eye and bears mention. A Key Largo man, who worked for Monroe County, beat his wife to a pulp with the butt of a shotgun. Then, sheriff deputies came. I pulled this from the Sheriff’s website this morning:

JANUARY 21, 2015

Key Largo man charged with multiple attempted murder counts

A Key Largo man who beat his wife with the stock of a shotgun then shot repeatedly at law enforcement officers is in custody at the Monroe County Detention Center.

57 year old Robert Schminky has been charged with attempting to murder his wife, three counts of attempting to murder law enforcement officers, aggravated battery on a law enforcement officer, aggravated assault on a law enforcement officer, discharging a firearm in public and fleeing and eluding a law enforcement officer.

Deputies Angelina Lubin and Diosvel Fumero responded to 52 Buttonwood Drive in Key Largo just before midnight after receiving a call about a domestic dispute involving a firearm. When they arrived, they could hear a woman’s voice calling for help. They found Schminky in the front yard of his home. He was walking away from the deputies and failed to comply with their orders to stop. That is when they saw he had a shotgun in his hands, pointing it at the ground. They ordered him to drop the weapon, but he fired it twice into the ground, then got into a white Lexus and drove away from the scene.

His wife, Honour Schminky, was found covered in blood in the front yard of the home. She had been severely beaten. She later told detectives he beat her repeatedly with the stock of the shotgun. The stock of the shotgun was broken during the beating. She sustained severe injuries including a broken arm, a broken wrist, broken ribs, a head injury and other internal injuries. She later told detectives she believes he would have killed her if deputies had not arrived when they did.

Sgt. Sydney Whitehouse pursued the Lexus northbound on U.S. One, then onto State Road 905. Suddenly, at Valois Drive, the suspect did a U-turn and, as he passed the patrol car in the other direction, he fired a gun at the sergeant who returned fire from his vehicle.

Sgt. Whitehouse turned around and continued the pursuit southbound, back to Highway U.S. One where the suspect pulled into the parking lot of the Circle K store at that location. Florida Highway Patrol Trooper C. Gracey was in her marked car in the parking lot. Schminky rammed the trooper’s car with his Lexus, then fired several gunshots into her vehicle. Sgt. Whitehouse got out of his patrol car to take a tactical position to engage the suspect. He heard a gunshot and felt pain in his upper right leg. A bullet from the suspect had grazed his leg. Trooper Gracey sustained a minor arm injury from the collision.

Schminky then pulled out of the parking lot southbound. Deputy Nestor Argote pursued him to Saint Justin Church at the 105 mile marker of the highway where the suspect pulled off the highway. Schminky pointed his gun at Deputy Argote, who fired several shots at him. Schminky fled the area on foot with deputies chasing him. He dropped his weapon along the way. He was apprehended by Deputy Argote and Detective Barney Sajdak.

Investigations revealed a Smith and Wesson .44 magnum revolver with six fired shell casings in the suspect’s vehicle. Six .40 caliber fired shell casings were also found in the car and the gun dropped by the suspect when he fled on foot was a .40 caliber Springfield semi-automatic handgun.

Schminky was transported to the plantation key jail and later transferred to the Key West jail where he is currently being held

Note: An FHP trooper involved in the pursuit of the suspect was also shot at. Suspect will be charged with three counts attempted murder of a law enforcement officer. There will be other charges as well.

Please note: this is preliminary information. I am still waiting for more details and exact charges.

Deputies responding to a domestic dispute were shot at by the suspect early this morning. The man fled from the scene of the domestic dispute in his vehicle and then shot at deputies chasing him. There were no major injuries sustained from the incident and the suspect was apprehended.

The incident started with deputies responding to a domestic dispute just before midnight on Buttonwood Drive in Key Largo. When Deputies Diosvel Fumero and Angelina Lubin arrived, they found a man standing behind some bushes. He had a shotgun in his hands, pointing at the ground.

As the deputies took cover and were ordering him to drop the weapon, they heard two shots and saw the muzzle flash as the man apparently fired the gun toward the ground. Before they could stop him the man – later identified as 57 year old Robert Schminky – fled northbound.

Sgt. Sydney Whitehouse and other officers pursued Schminky as he drove first northbound on State Road 905 and then back southbound back to highway U.S. One. He reportedly fired at deputies twice, once when he turned around at Valois Boulevard on State Road 905 and again at the Circle K convenience store at the 106 mile marker of the highway.

Schminky was apprehended. Sgt. Sydney Whitehouse sustained bruising on his leg from a possible graze from a bullet.

Detectives ae still processing the crime scenes and determining the exact charges against Schminky. More information will be available later in the morning.

I told someone who mentioned that incident to me yesterday at the soup kitchen, that I was amazed the deputies didn’t blow that fellow away. My goodness, look at how Key West cops roughed up Charles Eimers, who had not taken the butt of a shotgun to anyone, and who had not shot up a police cruiser, and who had not shot at other police, and who was not armed, and who had surrendered and laid face down on the beach, to die it soon turned out.

Jesus and Eve both were absent from that transaction. As was God. Good job, though, by the deputies apprehending the fellow who bludgeoned his wife with the butt of a shotgun, and then shot at deputies and a state trooper.

As for the Eimers case …

Charles Eimer's take down

More not all that tasty (for KWPD and the City of Key West) news in the Charles Eimers case is reported in two articles in this Friday’s weekly edition of Key West the Newspaper, www.thebluepaper.com, which broke the Eimers case and continued to dog and break the case. Here are teasers with links to those two articles.

Eimers Case: Accusations of Perjury and Destruction of Evidence Could Land Default Judgment In Favor of Eimers Family

January 23, 2015 – * Featured Story *Issue #98 – Tagged: Charles EimersExcessive ForceKey WestKey West Police DepartmentKey West The NewspaperKWPDpolice brutalitypositional asphyxiarestraint asphyxiaThe Blue Paper – no comments

by Naja and Arnaud Girard [SEE VIDEO DEPOSITIONS BELOW] Attorneys in the federal wrongful death case filed by the Eimers family against KWPD officers and the City of Key West were heard for the first time before Magistrate Judge Jonathan Goodman on Plaintiffs’ Motion For Sanctions. In their motion the family accuses Defendants of perjury and destruction of evidence. The City filed a 24-page response to try to curb the damage done by an unexpected video that appears to contradict sworn statements made…

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Mortgage Fraud Investigation of FDLE Agent Kathy Smith Ongoing

January 23, 2015 – * Featured Story *Issue #98 – Tagged: FDLEKathy SmithKey WestKey West The NewspaperScott SmithThe Blue Paper – no comments

by Naja and Aranud Girard The home which landed FDLE Agent Kathy Smith in the center of a mortgage fraud investigation is now being foreclosed on. We learned this week that on December 15, 2013, Capital One N.A. filed a foreclosure action against the home on 1 Emerald Drive in Big Coppit. According to a local financial analyst [who asked to remain anonymous] any potential charges that may be filed against Agent Smith could become more serious if the lender ends up…

In the goodmorningkeywest.com infrastructure department yesterday …

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With the help of the friend of a vicious van dweller friend yesterday, I downloaded a free Apache word processor program, which is getting a first try today. I never did install MicroSoft Word in this laptop, because I grew tired of the games Bill Gates was playing with new MicroSoft products, which obsoleted perfectly good operating systems and accessory equipment, which caused a lot of people trouble and money, and made Gates a lot of money. I already was not thrilled that Gates had partnered with IBM, to try to drive Apple out of business, instead of partnering with Apple, which I was told by computer pros had the superior product. I told the fellow who helped me download the Apache program yesterday, if Gates had partnered with Apple, we might have cold fusion and star drive by now. The fellow agreed.

He said he is a mechanical engineer, and no way did those two airplanes, alone, bring down the trade towers, and no way were any people in those two airplanes; they were remotely flown into those two buildings. He said he has been investigating that situation for years. I asked him if he was willing to bet his life and his soul that he was correct on all of that? He said he was correct. I asked again if he was willing to bet his life and his soul? He said he didn’t do that. I said I bet my life and my soul every day on stuff I do and publish.

He not only downloaded the Apache program, but also a Trojan, which my McAfee virus protection detected and kept letting us know that. He tried to fix it, but it was still in my laptop, according to McAfee, after he left. Finally, McAfee notified that it had quarantined the Trojan.

I called my vicious van dweller friend and told him all of that, and that my view of it was it was a demonic attack because of stuff I published recently and was going to publish today about 9/11. And, it told me that his friend’s take on 9/11 was as good as his download of the Apache word processor. But not to fret, it was sort of funny to me, but it would not have been funny if I had not had McAfee, and if McAfee had not detected and quarantined the Trojan.

Sloan at protest march

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on the Eve of destruction, “Selma”, the movie, and various and sundry other absence of the feminine studies, Key West campus

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Tim Gratz

Tim Gratz, another mainland ex-lawyer ex-pat, replied to yesterday’s “We must live together as brothers [and sisters] or perish together as fools.” — Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., quoted by Naja Girard, in Key West, and various and sundry examples of not all getting along post at goodmorningkeywest.com:

Sloan, your readers are all adults. If you want to use scatology for emphasis, I think your readers would understand if you just said, Oh, feces!
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I think you may have quoted this before: “The law in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges.” Did you? Do you recall who said it and what Justice of the U.S. Supreme Court quoted it in a Supreme court dissent?

I certainly do not agree with all you the time (bet nobody does) but your column re what causes homelessness and why it is often hard for people to get ought of it I find quite perceptive. Some, not all, have psychological issues; some (a few) are criminals; even more are drug addicts; some are just lazy; some are very intelligent and friendly. One cannot make a generalization about them as some do. As bad as generalizing about someone based on their race. You are also correct that with many it may take divine intervention,

Are you familiar with an organization named Teen Challenge? It was started in the early sixties by a rural preacher named David Wilkerson (now deceased) who moved to NYC to work with gangs (and his life was threatened more than once). He was able, through God, to get people out of drug addiction, etc

Teen Challenge grew to be an international organization. My pastor Carey (who probably agrees with many of your issues on war more than I do) headed Teen Challenge in Florida for a few years. The people from TC in Miami area come to our church about once a year, and you should hear the testimonies of the young women whose lives have been changed!

Best to you.

Oh, I discovered an interesting “coincidence”: I discovered that thge final King march from Montgomery to Selma started on my sixteenth birthday. Well do i remember the terrible pictures of how the southern police treated the civil rights workers.

Having not yet seen Selma I do believe from what I have read that its portrayal of LBJ was inaccurate.

I replied:

Hi, Tim –

If I were to start saying and writing “feces”, instead of “shit’, I’d start feeling like a fruitcake and my close friends would wonder if I had taken leave of my senses :-).

I haven’t seen “Selma” yet, was hoping to get out of it, but here’s your email about it and I just came out of a nap dream I couldn’t make any sense of until now, in the context of my really fun life, in which my beloved black mammy, looking much younger than when the passed over in 1968, came to me looking sad and said it wasn’t working for blacks and whites living together as brothers and sisters, as per what Naja Girard wrote to me last night, and I said it’s not working for mainstream and homeless people all getting along, either.

Just now looking in fandango.com , I see “Selma” is showing at Tropic Cinema right now, and again at 4 p.m., and then at 6:30 and at 9. There is a city commission meeting tonight, so it looks like my command attendance will be the 4 p.m. showing. I had a dream about Clayton Lopez sometime recently, so that’s probably related.

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Clayton is a Key West city commissioner of Cuban-African descent, Bahama Village lies in his voting district.

I wonder why “Selma” came to the Tropic, instead of to Regal Cinema? Probably facetious question, there is no racial discrimination here in Key West, we are all one big happy getting along one human family.

Wonder if “Selma” will go into why Dr. King was assassinated? He came out against the Vietnam war.

Wonder how in the world, Tim, being a born-again Christian, you can support America at war, even if you don’t give a tinker’s damn about how Dr. King felt about Vietnam? Jesus must truly want to shriek over how many American Christians claim he saved them, even as they “support the troops” and wave their American flags and get pissed off at war protesters. What a fucked up way to think and behave.

I take my hat off to anyone who can kick booze, tobacco, caffeine and any other narcotic; it ain’t easy, and the relapse rate is awful. Attend a few AA or NA meetings and watch most of those wounded souls mainlining nicotine, caffeine and sugar as if that is the fruit of the tree of life itself, the living water of which Jesus sometimes spoke, and you will see just how precarious is their recovery. Every last one of them is cut off from their internal feminine, and thus from its progenitor, which Jesus called the Holy Ghost, which Christendom gave a sex change operation to suit God being made in man’s image.

The same thing is why blacks and whites don’t all get along, and why mainstream and homeless people don’t all get along, and why humanity has so many problems and treats Mother Nature so poorly, and why there as so many wars, and, well, if Eve don’t get restored into humanity, it is fucked, to say it as grown up and plainly as I know how. Actually, humanity already is fucked because Eve ain’t here.

Your pastor, John Carey, is being worked with by angels of the Lord, but he is on a really different trajectory, so far, than the one the angels have me on, one of whom is Jesus. I told you and John what Glad Tidings needed to do, which was to return to ministering to homeless people, and that went in one ear and out the other ear, based on Glad Tidings not doing that. Pretty darn strange, given Jesus was homeless when you and John think he saved you and everyone else who claims he saved them, even though he plainly told his disciples, as they did to the poor and downtrodden, they did also unto him.

Well, I suppose I’ll be writing about “Selma” tomorrow morning, among other things adults probably don’t care to hear much about.

Sloan

P.S.

I would probably wonder what was wrong, if you, or anyone, agreed with me all the time. What don’t make no sense, though, is seeing Christians not agreeing with Jesus in the Gospels all the time, since they claim he saved them. That’s the nice way to say it, the real way to say it is they trample and crucify him ongoing, all the while claiming he saved them.

The quote might have meaning meaning today, if the rich wanted to sleep under bridges, which, for the poor, is a great place to sleep, as opposed to in the woods exposed to varmints and the weather, or in doorways exposed to the rich’s police and jails. Anatole might have had a lot of fun in Key West poking the rich and their city officials and police and their churches.

Tim wrote:

I hear Selma is a great movie and I sure hope to see it while it is still in town.

If you want 2 know who killed MLK and why please buy and read:

http://www.amazon.com/Awful-Grace-God-Religious-Terrorism/dp/1582438307/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

It was wriiten by Larry Hancock, a friend of mine (by e-mail).

Per LH, it was a group from the KKK and it was about race, nothing to do with MLK position on the war (my recollection anyway)

Do you know the derivation of the phrase “the awful grace of God”?

Best
Tim

I wrote:

My bad, I think “Selma” did come first to Regal Cinema. I should have seen it already; the previews turned me off, but I’m going to get a chance to work through that this afternoon. LBJ, et. al. was behind killing President Kennedy, too, who had gotten cold feet about Vietnam. Peculiar bird, LBJ, not to discount his wife as known as Ladybird.

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President Lyndon Baines Johnson

Dr. King and his troops had serious balls. While I was off playing, they and my beloved black mammy were doing God’s work in the trenches, where live ammo was being fired, a lot.

Tim wrote:

There are many many people including my friend Shirrel Rhoades who believe LBJ was behind killing JFK.
Roiger Stone, an aide to Richard Nixon and a long-time Republican activiust has written a book arguing that proposition.
I however dissent.
Mastermind may well have been a CIA officer William Harvey who hated RFK and presumably JFK.
Two people admitted to participating: (1) a mafioso named Johnny Rosselli (on behalf of the Mob of course); and (2) a CIA assassin named David Morales, who blamed JFK for the defeat at the Bay of Pigs.
Two mafia dons admitted their involvement: Santo Trafficante of Tampa (to his attorney); and (2) Carlos Marcello, don of New Orleans.

I think LHO [Lee Harvey Oswald] had CIA and probably FBI connections.
That made him the “perfect patsy”, guaranteeing a cover up.

That is my opinion: a combination of Mafia and “rogue” CIA agents.

Here is the author of the quote, Anatole France:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anatole_France

Quote was used by Justice Scalia in a 2006 case. Unfortunately the article did not identify the case.

I replied:

As for “The law in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges,” don’t recall ever hearing that before, but it sounds like something Mark Twain might have said, and it sounds like something Martin Luther King and Jesus might have said. Jesus was big into substance, and not particularly fond of form, which also is a doctrine in American jurisprudence, substance over form. In the main, Christendom is big into form over substance.

Tim wrote:

Yeah I would love to know the dissent in which Scalia used the quote. Wonder if it dealt with homeless issues?
Off to work now.

I replied:

What do you call what we were doing, playing? The Evil lurking underneath what you wrote and to which I replied is HUGE.

Tim wrote:

Totally agreed. I think.

Evil exists for sure, which of course is one proof of God.

if Lennon was right in “Imagine” there is no God and no good or evil.
That evil exists proves just how wrong he was.

It may have been MLK who said, “If there is nothing worth dying for, there is nothing worth living for.”

After seeing “Selma” and attending the city commission meeting, I wrote to Tim:

Dr. King says something very much like that in the movie.

He uses Vietnam on LBJ: you are sending American troops to Vietnam, but you are not sending troops to Selma to protect US citizens who are simply trying to march for the right to vote promised in the US Constitution.

The first march toward Montgomery is viciously crushed by Alabama State Troopers and rednecks.

The second march, as this time there were many whites with the blacks, and many more, the State Troopers are ordered to stand aside. Sensing something weird, King goes down on his knees in prayer and is followed suit by the horde of marchers behind him. After a while, he stands up and turns around and heads back into Selma, smelling a rat, I imagine, for which he is sorely criticized by his own people and by some of the whites who have come to march to Montgomery.

Right after that they are before US District Judge Frank Johnson in Montgomery, who gives them permission to march to Montgomery, which freaks out LBJ, who all along has been trying to bend King away from causing LBJ any political problems, while trying to keep King in charge of the civil rights movement, as opposed to radical blacks. Brave man, Frank Johnson. As I recall, he was closely guarded by US Marshalls after making that ruling.

LBJ calls George Wallace [Alabama’s Governor] to Washington, DC, to smozzle or browbeat him into letting the march happen peacefully, and Wallace ain’t budging, so finally LBJ sees he’s screwed if he sticks to his current program, which is J . Edgar Hoover’s to enforce, and it’s seriously evil, that program, to break King, and LBJ finally does what King asked him all along to do, push a voting rights bill through Congress, which LBJ announces on TV he will do pronto.

The 3rd march then happens, supported by Alabama National Guardsmen under orders from the White House. The movie ends right after that.

During closing citizen comments at the city commission meeting tonight, Judy Martinez talked about the march on Dr. King’s birthday here, and having her own experience as a child with segregated bathrooms in Selma, when there with her father.

I spoke behind Judy. I said I came from “Selma” to the city commission meeting, and I am from Birmingham and I have spent some time in Selma, and the biggest thing I came away from the movie with was a deep sense of personal shame, I’m getting choked up then, that I was not part of it, that I was off doing other things, not involved. And I came away from the movie with great shame for my home state, and I’m getting choked up again in the commission meeting.

I said it’s much better in Alabama now, especially after Coach Paul Bear Bryant integrated the Southeastern Conference, and all the high schools and the private academies and the grade school athletic programs followed suit, but it started with Martin Luther King and his people. Lyndon Johnson was in it just for the politics, he should get no credit. Dr. King and his people get all the credit for it. More choking up.

Angels of the Lord inspired Dr. King and many others back then. The churches were a major player in that move out of the dark ages, for which I kept thinking during the movie we could thank our revered white founding fathers. The karma from that is still strangling America, and despite the great strides, there still is a great deal left incomplete in black and white relations.

Oh, the movie starts with the bombing of the 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, in which several young black girls were murdered by a Klansman.

16th Street Baptist

How weird life can go. In the later 1990’s I spent some time in the community dining room in that church’s basement, and across 16th Street in the Civil Rights Park, which pays tribute to the vicious Birmingham Police Department and its fire hoses, and billy clubs and German police dogs attacking blacks peacefully demonstrating.

Across 4th Avenue from the church is a soul food restaurant owned by a Muslim fellow, where I eat often whenever I’m in Birmingham. Just down the sidewalk is where the Birmingham Chess Club used to be, where in the fall of 2005 and early 2006 I played chess every afternoon after work with black men who pinned my ears back and taught me “touch rules”: if you touch a chess piece, you have to move it. I was the only white person there, and they received me warmly and had a lot of fun beating up on me in chess.

Next to the chess club is a black barber shop, the owner provided the building for the chess club.

Ch 6, He Was a Parish Priest” in the

file at goodmorningkeywest.com, is about the minister in my mother’s white suburb Episcopal church, who took an interesting stand against his own congregation during the civil rights movement.

Ch 2, “She Works Behind the Scenes,” is about my black mammy, who loved me as her own, and was active during the civil rights movement.

I was absent without leave.

Sloan

Tim wrote:

Wow, Sloan, thanks a lot! Excellent synopsis.
Reaaly good to hear that you were choked up.
I remember watching that stuff when I was in high school, and I came to despise the southern police chiefs.
For whatever reason I do not remember that terrible church bombing but I still can see the fire hoses and police dogs being used against the demonstrators.
The first time I came to the south was to take a deposition in Birmingham. Then I was so pleased to see black people eating in a restaurant with no sign of any kind of dislike or discrimination.
As I am sure you recall, at some point, after he [George Wallace] was crippled, he saw the errors he made in fighting integration and he apologized.
Do you recall the song (1965 vintage) “The Eve of Destruction: which mentions Selma, by Barry McGuire?
He used to be lead singer in The New Christie Minstrels a 1963-era folk rock group that I liked.
If you do not remember “The Eve of Destruction” I encourage you to look up the lyrics.’
Best
Tim

On the Eve of Destruction
Barry McGuire

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away
There’ll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
[Take a look around ya boy, it’s bound to scare ya boy]

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Yeah, my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin’
I’m sitting here just contemplatin’
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation
And marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin’
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it’s the same old place
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace
And, tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe
We’re on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

I replied this morning:

Well, “The Eve of Destruction” is a cheery tune, except for nuclear termination of humanity and Selma, it probably still plays pretty well today.

My dreams last night pointed me back to when attended Vanderbilt, 1961-65, and was a member of the Kappa Alpha Order fraternity, whose long before founders had started with Robert E. Lee as a model of what KA Knights were suppose to emulate. While it was said that was because Lee represented the best in men, a true gentleman and chivalry, in fact, he also had attended West Point and had set aside his sworn oath to protect the Union and had led the Confederate army. And, in fact, we had a few Confederate sympathizers in KA at Vanderbilt, and I mean in the KKK sense. They really bothered me, and yet I myself still had plenty of racism in me, and it was a while before that got resolved.

I’m not sure I, or any white person, has standing to write a review of “Selma”, is what I’m getting around to saying here. Nor, I don’t suppose, do I, or any white person, have standing to speak to racism in Key West, which you and I both know still runs strong here. Although the Union retained control over Ft. Zachary Taylor during the Civil War, the city itself was a Confederate sympathizer, the blacks here were descendants of Bahamian slaves, segregation remained strong in Key West.

Bahama Village lower school children are still bused around white public schools to Gerald Adams School on Stock Island. Very few blacks attend city commission meetings, county commission meetings, school board meetings, and candidate forums. One black friend, a Key West native, thus a Conch, once told me that there are white Conchs who do not view black Conchs as Conchs.

Yes, George Wallace did a 180 some time after he was shot, and he then went to great lengths to curry forgiveness and also political favor among Alabama blacks. I never was convinced he was totally reborn, and I never was convinced he was completely trusted by Alabama blacks. I read and heard he really wasn’t a racist, but he played the role because it was expedient to his political ambitions. In the early going, I’m ashamed to say, I naively agreed with his “states rights” position.

I dunno, maybe I should shut up on this subject, and stick to topics not affected by skin color. I have a really serious situation on my plate right now, involving a homeless friend, which will be reported in today’s post at goodmorningkeywest.com.

And, after speaking to the city commissioners last night about “Selma”, Mayor Cates was not there, I told them that North Roosevelt Blvd is a death trap for bicyclists, and I hope when they meet with Florida Department of Transportation officials in the near future, they will get the bicycle lanes removed from North Roosevelt and require bicycles to use the sidewalks on both sides of that road, like what everyone thought was going to happen before the road was rebuilt. Commissioner Teri Johnston then said she had the same concern about the crosswalks on North Roosevelt, where there are no traffic lights; they are dangerous.

And, when the item for increasing height and density for affordable housing development came up, I told them, after they designated most of their Truman Waterfront land for a public park, they no longer have enough land to resolve the need for 3,000 new affordable rental housing units. So up is the only way they can go in the city. There has been talk of putting a new homeless shelter on Rockland Key and even on Big Coppit Key. There is Navy land up there, which might be available for affordable housing, which the city and the Housing Authority co-op. But I am flat opposed to private commercial developers having anything to do with affordable housing – Cheri Smith, the City Clerk, interrupted me, said I had left the topic. I said, what? Vice-Mayor Mark Rossi said he agreed with Cheri. I said I had not left the topic, and, besides, a prior citizen speaker had talked about private developers getting involved  in creating affordable housing; a citizen speaker named Mark Songer, speaking for Last Stand :-), and he had opened the door and Mark Rossi and Cheri Smith had not objected. I figure you are loving this legal maneuver. And Mark Rossi told me I had to stay on the topic, and I said again, Songer had opened the door, and I kept waiting for the city attorney to say say something, but he didn’t, of course. But finally Mark Rossi relented, told me to continue, and I said the city and the Housing Authority should do the affordable housing, because we all know what happens when private commercial developers do it; the housing isn’t affordable, that’s all I wanted to say, and I stopped talking.

I went over and spoke with Judy Martinez, who had told me to give ‘em hell before I went to the speaker’s station, and I asked her if she liked the hell I had given them?, and she said she did, and it was very interesting that as soon as I mentioned private commercial developers, they told me I couldn’t do that. I said, yeah, that is very interesting, ain’t it?

I was trying to head off at the pass what I was unable to head off at the pass when they put the raise the building height referendum on the ballot. I tried to get them to put wording in the referendum and the new city ordinance underlying it, that it was limited to people who own homes and buildings, and would not be available to developers. They kept saying it was not for developers, and I kept saying, then put that wording into the ordinance and the referendum, and they kept saying it was not for developers.

Sloan

P.S. Two of my KA fraternity brothers died in Vietnam, for nothing. I was shamefully too long absent without leave in that Great enterprise, too.

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KA’s creed is Dieu et les dames, God and the women.

Kappa Alpha

I suppose we could peck at all the evils past, present and future in America until hell freezes over, but it would be futile because the evils are going to continue with Eve gone from America and humanity. She is humanity’s salvation, despite what Christianity believes. Meanwhile, the Devil is loving her absence.

Tim wrote:

Thanks for the update. It always bothers me that the City venerates Mallory who you know headed the Confederate Navy that fought the U.S. Navy. There is even a Stephen Mallory Road on the base of the US Navy which Mallory fought, Figure that!

I replied:

Ignorant me, I did not know of Mallory, so I suppose I know how Mallory Pier got its name. I doubt I will ever go there again for Sunset Celebration, that I don’t think of who it’s named after.

Tim wrote:

Yes, read this. He was actually tried and convicted of treason!
So the US Navy has a street named after a traitor!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Mallory

I replied:

I suppose the Union was having a bit of trouble treating Mallory at a traitor, while not treating Robert E. Lee as one. They let Lee slide because he told them when he took the oath to defend the Union, he made a mental reservation along the line of, unless he had to defend his own state from the Union, or his state seceded from the Union, or something like that. Which, as I recall, led to “without any mental reservations” being installed in the oath.

Moving laterally, an old friend replied to the Frisbee Dave part of the recent Je Sui Eve, and I’m here to explain homeless people’s, America’s, Christendom’s, Charlie’s, Islam’s, Israel’s and humanity’s problem post at goodmorningkeywest.com:

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Frisbee Dave has a severe hernia in advanced stages and I offered to bring him to hospital but he declined and used his not having medical coverage as an excuse and it’s causing him to withdraw from every body and I told him this could cause him to die and his response was,,,,,bob, I’m already dead. He’s in severe pain everyday and hides it well.

I replied:

terrible news, don’t know whether to let Dave’s mainland friends know, or not

Later yesterday from me to my friend:

Dave slid into terrible low self-esteem after being cut from the Michigan State baseball team because he was too small, even though he apparently was a pretty darn good baseball player. He slid and slid and slid after that, and perhaps he feels it would kill him to accept the hospital’s help and admit he hat totally failed.

I remember feeling weird about accepting the hospital’s help when I was dying of MRSA in 2003, but if I had not gotten that help, I would have died. Homeless, broke, I was as low as I could go. But MRSA was more terrifying than accepting the hospital’s help, and Drs. Ian Garriqes and Michael Klitenick’s help, even though I could not pay for any of it. The three saved my life.

Then, after the MRSA kept coming back, and Dr. Garriques antibiotic prescriptions only knocked it back for little while, I had a dream which left me feeling if I just took one day’s dosage of the prescription Dr. Garriqes had given me the morning before, the angels would take care of the rest. So I got up the second morning and took the 2nd pill, it was 2 pills a day, and I had only taken 1 pill the day before because of how late I got the prescription filled. I took no more pills. The new MRSA sore started receding. No way just 2 pills could cause that. The sore kept receding and finally it was gone.

I was living in a tent on the Bridle Path, across from Smathers Beach. Dave’s tent was right next door. I told Dave what had happened, and he said he thought he had MRSA under his fingernails, and he showed me. Although it looked like fungus to me, I went along with him. He said he believed in miracles and he wanted to try my cure. He offered to buy the pills I had left. I told him to forget that, here are 2 pills, just take 1 now and 1 in 12 hours, and see what happens. He said okay.

The next morning his fingernails looked about 50 percent better. He said he wanted the rest of the pills, he believed in miracles. I said do nothing, let the angels deal with the rest of it, as I wondered how antibiotics could cure a fungus infection?, when I knew antibiotics cause fungus infections. David insisted on buying the rest of the pills, so I gave them to him and he paid me, perhaps it was $15 total.

That night in my sleep, a voice I had come to know well asked me, “What do you think of the species?” Humanity, I took it.

My answer was esoteric, probably not relevant to this discussion. Perhaps enough to say a second miracle was well underway, it was for Dave, and he asked for more pills. The remission he had experienced stopped. He got no relief from the pills.

I dunno, perhaps somebody needs to just knock Dave out and take him to the hospital and tell them what’s wrong with him and hope they will take it from there.

This morning from me to my friend:

P.S. A dream before dawn seemed to say Dave is suicidal. I’m going to let a friend of mine, who works at KOTS [Key West’s overnight shelter], know what this is looking like. Dave stays there nights. They probably are best equipped to handle this, short of you going to the police and telling them what Dave told you. I will go with you to the police, if you want to do that.

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When I was asked in my sleep back in 2004, after Dave had just rejected a mircale healing, “What do you think of the species?”, my answer was something like:

I wish you had not asked me that question, but since you did ask, the species has lost its feminine and its creativity, it is spiritually cloning itself and is devolving. While a few individuuals are moving forward, the species is going backward. Look at me, the mess I am after all the work you have done to straighten me out. If I’m the an example of your efforts to turn the species around, then what’s the point? That aside, if you do to everyone what you are doing to me, that will be better than what is going on now, but perhaps only 50,000 people will survive it. Perhaps a kinder more compassionate way is to remove the species from this planet and put them somewhere they have a chance of moving forward.

As time passed, as I experienced more of the angels’ handiwork on and inside of me, I reduced the number of survivors to 10,000 people, and then to 5,000, if the angels did to everyone what they were doing to me. 5,000 still is how many people I figure would survive. I don’t know what would happen, though, if Eve was infused into all people. Perhaps only she and God know that.

Beloved

sloanbashinsky@hotmail.com

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“We must live together as brothers [and sisters] or perish together as fools.” — Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., quoted by Naja Girard, in Key West, and various and sundry examples of not all getting along

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Naja Giarad, co-publisher with hubby Arnaud of Key West the Newspaper (www.thebluepaper) wrote re her and Arnaud’s history reported incorrectly by me yesterday’s spiritual warfare is not a many splendor thing, but somebody’s got to do it – Key West Grail outpost post at www.goodmorningkeywest.com:

Hi Sloan,

I must have dropped off your email list again. Got nothing today – but did yesterday.

Someone alerted me to what you wrote today about our family history [Arnaud and Naja] and I wanted to give you some info – as you seem to have gotten a bit mixed up…

Not that it really matters but…. Arnaud is French / Catholic. My father [not Arnaud’s] is from Lebanon. He is a muslim. My mother was a Catholic from Switzerland. I’ve never had a particular affilitation to any of the classic world religions – my parents did not provide us with any religious education. I’ve often admired the inteligence and talent of the Jewish people I’ve met, but that’s as close to Jewish as I can claim to be…

Naja

I replied:

Well, shit. You didn’t tell me you are Jewish? Me culpa.

Don’t know why you didn’t get today’s post. Maybe it is in your junk mail. Where it belongs, if I got your and Arnaud’s history that screwed up.

Will publish this tomorrow, right off the top, to get it straightened out.

Don’t know, though, why you didn’t clear from moderation my replies to Sister’s farewell to the blue paper, if she meant it. My replies were on topic.

You were born in America?

Naja wrote:

I’m behind on checking on website. I’m thinking I’m not getting the emails about a comment pending like I used to. We’ve been messing with the website quite a bit so maybe something is turned off by mistake.

I am the fourth child of five. The first three were born in Lebanon. I was born in New York City. Swiss German mother and Lebanese father. Their common language was French which was spoken at home nearly exclusively until I was about five at which point it was much more English than French although my father would still speak French to us. We would always answer in English however – as we craved “normal” and desperately needed to be “cool.”

Naja

I replied:

Thanks, was going to maybe run out in the street and lie down under a bus, if you wrote back that you were not born in America.

Nice mess I made.

[I checked, and the last two comments I had submitted were cleared from moderation under Dennis Reeves Coopers’ pot-stirring  JE SUIS CHARLIE! article at www.thebluepaper.com .]

Naja wrote after I went offline last night:

No worries Sloan.

I’ll take being called Jewish as a compliment … even as my Sunni Muslim father from Lebanon must be suffering from a gut wrenching stomach ache without knowing why…

“We must live together as brothers or perish together as fools.” — Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Bonnie Nuit!

Naja

I replied way before the dawn’s early light:

I agree with Dr. King, and I confess to having much pessimism about humanity’s direction, and I often fret over my own.

My Jewish great grandfather Leopold was revered in the town where he settled in Alabama – Troy. As I heard the story told, his Polish father was a rabbi. After coming to America at age 15 and eventually locating in Troy, Leopold attended church services at the local Baptist church, but never converted. He and his wife decided together that their children would be raised Christian.

Based mostly on what I had been told, I wrote a memorial to Leopold in

Ch 4, “He Was a Noble Creation.” That’s a file in the header of goodmorningkeywest.com.

Except for my conversations with Sister in reader comments at that website, in one of which I asked her if she knew you are Jewish?, which question also is showing in reader comments at the blue paper, I took out of yesterday’s post at that website what I published about your and Arnaud’s history yesterday. Will lead with correction in this morning’s post.

Perhaps you should insert an editor’s note that I was mistaken about your and Arnaud’s history, and you explained that to me and I said I was mortified and would make correction at goodmorningkeywest.com.

Got called on the carpet big time in a dream a little while ago. Not sure yet what all I messed up, but the theme was grandiosity. Perhaps my post today will be abbreviated and contrite, and terrified.

Sloan

After going back to sleep and having more dreams, I wrote to Naja:

I went back to bed and pondered everything I had done yesterday and told the angels perhaps I was mistaken but it looked to me that everything I did and wrote yesterday was in keeping with my training except the gauche gaffe about your and Arnaud’s history. I finally fell asleep, and had a dream in which I was told everything I had wrote yesterday, which I come to doubt was good. I woke up still perplexed, because I had really been hammered in the dream before I answered your “no worries” email.

I fell back asleep and had a dream in which I was explaining to my younger daughter Alice, the eye surgeon, in John’s restaurant in Birmingham, an old wonderful Greek seafood restaurant back in the day, that there was a conspiracy and I had written about it as well as I could, and Major, my deceased brother had told them if they let it out, I would find out about it and write about it.

In early 2000, Major killed himself and tried to make it look like he’d been murdered, and the angels tipped me off to that right after I learned he had gone missing and nobody knew what had happened to him, and I published what the angels were telling me, and it upset a whole lot of folks in Birmingham, and I kept publishing it, and finally the local coroner and city detective announced their findings: suicide made to look like murder.

The other day, a old dear friend, who had worked most of his life for my father’s company called me with news of something going on in the company, and finally I emailed my father’s lawyer about it, and asked him to pass the email and links to my two most recent posts on to my father’s widow only. And then I dreamed in a nap that I had messed something up, and I wrote to the lawyer again and told him to send the entire email chain to the three other men, who were looking after my father’s affairs, and to my sister, Elisebeth.

I didn’t published that email, but it seems now I should have, and that the dream hammering me may well have been a demonic attack arising out of my having discovered what was going on in my father’s company. Or, I had really screwed up by not publishing that email to the lawyer. My father’s widow, though a trust my father created in the latter 1970s, controls 51 percent of the voting stock.

During a conversation with a new arrival vicious van dweller criminal at Higgs Beach yesterday evening, when he asked me what I do?, I said he read what I’m published at goodmorningkeywest. com today and the past few days. He said he wasn’t using the Internet much right now, he was on vacation from Maryland. He asked again, so I said, okay, I would tell him in two words what I do. Spiritual warfare. He went off on different human wars and jihads. I said that’s human warfare, I do spiritual warfare. But I don’t go off into the ethers like shamans do, and fight with spirits. I take on the spirits’ proxies, human beings, in front of me, even as I see what’s behind them and am taking it on, too. And it’s really dangerous work for me.

That led to a longish conversation with me responding to various skeptical probes, until finally I told him there was no way I could prove to him, or to anyone, what I do and experience, but I had known people to whom I could simply tell something that happened and they knew what I meant, the story I told them was the proof, but now I only know one person who gets it most of the time, and she’s up in north Georgia and she’s still got a lot to learn.

I said I received a Facebook message yesterday from someone I don’t know, “Hello, man of God”, and I replied, “More like conscripted slave”. The Maryland fellow said he’d known people who said they were slaves to Jesus. I said that really happens, but sometimes people say that but they really aren’t having that experience; they say it to make an impression. The Maryland fellow drew back, said that bothered him, that I would presume to judge someone in that way. I said it’s true, some people really are slaves to Jesus, and others say they are but are not, and if I spend time and talk with them, I can tell which it is that they are.

That conversation was thrown back at me in the dream in which I was hammered. I was left terrified, because the very worst mistake in my line of work is being self-righteous, grandiose about what I am doing. A number of times have I been involved in my father’s widow behaving in that way, and I was put to call her on it, and all hell then broke loose. Some of those times were when my father was living, the other times were after he had passed over in late August 2005.

Dang do I hate having to deal with her, especially when I am also being pushed to ask her to advance me $500,000 of my second and last $1,000,000 inheritance under my father’s last will and testament. This is the kind of fun the angels have been having at my expense for decades. So I will publish today the email I sent to the lawyer, himself a fairly righteous Christian.

We were in the same class at the University of Alabama School of Law, and later in the first Masters in Taxation program offered there, but taught in Birmingham 2 days a week. He and I have had many conversations about my father and me, and about other matters related to my father and his bloodline. The other three men also are Christians, and my sister Elisebeth is, too.

The memorial of the lawyer’s legal mentor is Ch 6, “What You Saw Was What You Got” in

The mentor was the Bashinsky family’s lawyer for 4 generations.

Perhaps a month ago, I understood Sister, who was writing in to the blue paper, who hates Jews, also was pointing me toward the goings on in Birmingham. A number of times I thought and told the angels, and the woman in north Georgia, that Sister reminds me of my father’s widow.

Sloan

P.S. The second memorial, Ch 2: “She Works Behind the Scenes”, is about the daughter of an American slave who loved me as her own, who went around Birmingham during the time of the troubles, as it was called back then, and counseled her brothers and sisters to be patient with and tolerant of their white brothers and sisters.

The first memorial, Ch 1, “He Used to Drink Moonshine,” is of the US District Judge for whom I clerked after graduating from law school.

Here are the two as yet unpublished emails to my father’s lawyer:

1/19/15

Good morning, John –

More dream pest news, I’m just going to start providing the links to the articles at goodmorningkeywest.com, which are republished at goodmorningbirmingham.com. Clicking on the links should bring up the articles.

“panhandling, homelessing, bipolaring, politicking, religioning, bipolaring, allgettingalonging, femininehealing, specieshealing and trying to live and enjoy decent lives in Key West and elsewhere

Je Sui Eve, and I’m here to explain homeless people’s, America’s, Christendom’s, Charlie’s, Islam’s, Israel’s and humanity’s problem

A former Golden Flake employee called me the other night to say word up there is Snyders maybe is making a move on Golden Flake, maybe for $3 a share, and, if that is true, that is Joann Bashinsky’s decision to make, since she controls 51 percent of the voting stock.

My recollection, perhaps faulty, is the SYB trust holding the Golden Flake common stock terminates on Joann’s death, or on sale of the company. Whether or not that is so, if Snyders makes an offer to buy Golden Flake, I don’t envy Joann’s position.

Nor do care for my position, if Snyders makes an offer. The fact is, though, I know far more about the company than anyone in my father’s bloodline, and I may be the only person the employees would trust to try to protect them if the company is sold. I may also be the only person who would give Joann dispassionate advice.

You and Joann know how to reach me, if Snyders makes an offer.

Meanwhile, the dream pests continue to push me re the request for $500,000.

Please forward this email to Joann only.

Sincerely,

Sloan

1/19/15

Good afternoon, John –

In a nap dream a bit ago, my mother was really upset with me and said she was leaving, like it was a divorce. Could be she didn’t care for my telling you not to send a copy of this mornings “various” email to my sister, Elisebeth, and to John Stein, Owen Simms and Wayne Pate.

I had figured, best to leave everyone else out of it, if Snyders indeed is trying to acquire Golden Flake. Tongues wag, people speculate in the stock market, the price runs up, Snyders hightails and takes its pretzel line with it, which, I was told by the former Golden Flake employee, is how Golden Flake is managing to keep shelf space for its brands in Publix, and perhaps in other grocery chains.

I was astounded to hear Golden Flake is using a jobbed product as a marketing tool, instead of its own products. My father must be thrilled, if that is really happening. So please ignore my prior to include only you and Joann, and forward today’s email chain to Joann, my sister, Elisebeth, John Stein, Owen Simms, and Wayne Pate.

Sincerely,

Sloan

When I went to goodmorningkeywest.com this morning, this old page was somehow open and waiting to greet me. It also was published in Key West the Newspaper (www.thebluepaper.com).

2014 KEY WEST HOMELESS FORUM REPORT FROM AN EX- KEY WEST STREET PERSON’S PERSPECTIVE, by said ex-street person [Sloan Bashinsky]

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The article below was first published at www.goodmorningkeywest.com, and then was slightly modified by me and then republished by Key West the Newspaper –  www.thebluepaper.com – in its September 5, 20214 issue, as follows:

KEY WEST HOMELESS FORUM REPORT FROM AN EX- KEY WEST STREET PERSON’S PERSPECTIVE

canstockphoto16346190While The Blue Paper was hard at blue news work, the Key West homeless forum happened on August 28 at the Harvey Government Center.

The  four forum panelists’ main thrust was the criminalization of homelessness is the most expensive and least effective way to deal with homelessness. Jailing homeless people costs the criminal justice and the court systems heaps of money and makes it even harder for homeless people to get a job and stop being homeless. Putting homeless people into hospitals, instead of into jails, also is super expensive. Easily the cheapest and most effective way to end homelessness, 95 percent proven success, is to put homeless people into housing where they are managed by case workers until, and if, they are ready to move out on their own.

The panelists were splendid, moderator. Rev. Randy Becker did an excellent job. He announced the 3-hour forum would run straight through without a break, anyone needing to get coffee, stand up and stretch and walk around, use the bathroom was in charge of when that happened.  Randy said each panelist would present, then the other panelists could respond, if they wished. Then, written questions would be taken from the audience. Then, anyone in the audience who wanted to speak, could have 2 minutes.

Just before the forum began, I was told by Monroe County IT personnel that the county was not recording the forum. A fellow with a camera set up on a tripod on the right  front of the meeting room said he worked for Florida Keys Outreach Coalition, was filming the event, with audio, and Father Steve Braddock would have a copy of the video and perhaps a link for people to open and watch, who did not attend the event.

The meeting chamber was maybe 85 percent full, the audience was white. I saw no homeless people in the audience. After the forum was over, when they were free, I gave each of the four panelist my goodmorningkeywest.com “business card”, with “Sloan Bashinsky, JD, LLM” written across the top. I told them I would report the forum the next morning at that website, and that my report would be “different”. At Naja Girard’s request, this article you are reading is that post only slightly modified for submission to the blue paper.

All four panelists said during the forum that nobody who is homeless wants to be homeless; something traumatic happens, then they are homeless.

I will come back to the homeless forum further along in this article, after a pre-Key West testimony on homelessness, which I was directed in dreams the night following the Key West homeless forum to report.

Something that came up from time to time when I lived on the street in Key West, and afterward, was it was said I never really was homeless. I was doing it as a research project for book, or as an under cover agent for a homeless activist organization, or because I wanted to live that way. In fact, I did not like being homeless. It was traumatic. It was due to running out of money and, for reasons I still do not understand, I was spirit-blocked from earning a living wage, and still am.

My initial experience with and getting to know homeless people was in Boulder, Colorado, where I lived from 1987-1995. Even back then, I was spirit-blocked from earning a living wage, but I had inherited money and was able to live comfortably; I did not live extravagantly.

There was a road in Boulder, which had been turned into a pedestrian mall and became called Pearl Street Mall. It was quite popular, and I spent a lot of time hanging out there. During the warmer months, street performers were there in the evenings. Town residents came with their children. The shops along the mall were doing very well. Even as a variety of homeless people hung out there.

One homeless fellow was about 45, I would guess. He was from back east. He’d had a regular life, wife, children, job. Then, he’d left all of that behind and have moved west, became e a Buddhist, there was a large Buddhist community there, the Tibetan strain. He lived there year round.

Tony had  cubbyholes out of the way against buildings where he slept nights. When winter was coming, somehow the warmer clothing and sleeping bag he needed showed up, and he didn’t freeze to death. Boulder winters were about six months. When the snow melted, Tony started shedding his belongings, and by June was down to very little clothing. He was clean, personable and interesting.

There was Jim Freedom, maybe 35, that was not his birth name, who lived in a van and preached freedom, in the spiritual sense, every afternoon and night on Pearl Street Mall to anyone who would listen to him. He was eager to talk with anyone who wanted to talk with him, when he wasn’t preaching. I had many conversations with him.

There was Sam, maybe 50, who wore a sandwich board sign made out of a cardboard box, depicting himself as Jesus with  a crown of thorns. He said God had told him to wear that sign, he was Jesus. Sam sometimes preached. He dumpster-dived and panhandled change for food. I had many conversations with him, as well, and with him and Jim Freedom together. Sometimes in the evenings, we drew a pretty good crowd of passersby, some of whom became regulars, in front of Boulder Bookstore.

When winter was coming on, Jim and Samuel Jesus, as I called him, headed elsewhere. Jim in his van. Samuel Jesus on foot, under his very large backpack. He traveled the US on foot and hitchhiking, going wherever the spirit led him; talking God and Jesus to whomever was in front of him; panhandling and dumpster diving. He did not work for money; nor did Jim, who had a small income from securities he’d acquired in his prior mainstream life , with which he’d become disenchanted. His history I never learned, nor Samuel Jesus’.

There was Loki, who actually was David, but it was some time before he told me his birth name. He was from California, raised be a Mormon high priest. But in his early teens, he became disenchanted with his destiny being mapped out for him by his Mormon parents. There also was friction with his father, and with his mother. So, when he was about sixteen, as I recall his story, Loki took off.

He had a long, full beard, and was blond, and, dang, if he didn’t look like the Jesus in lots of Christian paintings of Jesus. Loki knew the Bible cold. He was psychic. Had spirit powers, but didn’t use them, by choice. He told me he chose Loki as a name, in honor the Norse god by that name. A mischievous god. A trickster.

Loki liked to simply lie on his backpack and meditate and sleep in the middle of of the park between several popular establishments. He had several companions about his age, who did the same. They were sort of like modern day Hippies. But they were not Rainbows. They were something else entirely. Loki deserves more time here.

On one side of the mall median was a pizza restaurant. Loki loved pizza, and he and other street kids, and Samuel Jesus found a lot of thrown away uneaten pizza in the dumpster in front of the pizza restaurant. They also panhandled people going into and coming out of the pizza restaurant for a slice of pizza. Or for money to buy a slice.

One day, a bunch of Christians on some kind of mission or tour came by, and Loki asked them for spare change, so he could get a slice of pizza. The leader of the Christians braced, told his followers to walk around, don’t give the beggar anything. Loki asked the leader if he knew of such and such passage in the Gospels? Loki said the book and page and paragraph numbers, not the passage itself. The leader was stopped in his tracks. He told someone to go inside and get Loki a slice of pizza, but don’t give him any money. The passage was where Jesus told his disciples he was hungry and they had fed him not. But Loki never said the words, only the book and page and paragraph numbers.

Loki and I had deep conversations about many things. My wife and I tried to let him living in the basement of our home for a while, but he was too restless, had to get up several times in the night and go outside and smoke a cigarette. He liked beer, and drank it when he could beg it. He had done LSD. Peyote. As far as I know, he didn’t use them when I knew him.

I was having ongoing spirit experiences, and that’s part of what interested me about Loki. I told him I never did drugs. My experiences just came. By the time I met him in the summer of 1994, I was living in two different worlds at the same time, all the time. Loki recognized that, and he respected it. As did his young friends.

However, Jim Freedom did not relate to my experiences, because he was not having spirit experiences; and Samuel Jesus did not relate, because my experiences did not seem to him to have anything to do with the Bible, which he was always opening and reading and studying. My experiences had everything to do with Jesus, but not in the way any Christian I met in Boulder could take in.

The way I came to meet Loki in the summer of 1994, came about in this way.

My wife and her son went to Europe and England for five weeks. Most of the trip was so she could study under Angels “Nessie” Bayley, an English child therapist of some renown, whom I had met when she came to the states, and we had become good friends. Nessie knew I was having spirit experiences. My wife knew. Her son knew. Some of her friends knew. Some of them were therapists. They didn’t know exactly what to make of me. Nor did my wife. But they never told me I needed psychiatric help.

While my wife and her son were overseas, the notion came to me to buy a white plastic paint bucket, and write with magic marker on it: “Take what you need, give what you can.” That was borrowed from Robert Heinlein’s iconic novel, Stranger in a Strange Land.

The “hero” in that book, born to human settlers on Mars, returned to Earth when the Martians had enough of humans and made them all leave. The Martians had trained and done things to the hero, which enabled them to use him like a TV camera, to watch him and Earthlings after he came back to this planet. The Martians were wondering if they would have to do Earth, what they’d once done to the planet between them and Jupiter, after that planet’s inhabitants had become a threat to the Martians. The Martians collectively beamed thought waves to that planet and blew it up. The Asteroid Belt was the result.

Anyway, the hero started a church when he got back to Earth, and it was a very different kind of church, because his followers believed he was Jesus returned, or the next best thing to it. When he passed the collection plate, a bucket, as I recall, it was full of money, and he told the congregation, “Take what you need, give what you can.” Eventually, he caused so much trouble, simply by being who he was, that he was assassinated, which he had predicted.

Not long before, he had told his closest friends that maybe humans would develop fast enough to outwit, or defeat the Martians, before they finally got around to blowing up Earth. He said the Martians would take their time making that decision. Perhaps they would wait too long. Perhaps not.

Well, what happened was the notion and the white paint bucket. I went to my bank and got $ 50 in one dollar bills and put them into the bucket, and hung the handle of the bucket over the handle bars of my bicycle, and pedaled into town, to Pearl Street Mall, and parked my bike, we didn’t need bicycle locks in those days, and set the bucket on the brick retaining wall around a raised garden on the mall, and sat down by the bucket and waited to see what was going to happen.

Oh, I also pulled the red satin devil horns out of the bucket, which my wife had made for me the year before, as I recall, and installed them on top of my head, and sat there and waited.

Lots of people walking by did double takes, smiled, or frowned, and kept on walking. Others pretended not to see me and kept on walking. One fellow did not pretend. He stopped, glared at me. I just stat there, maybe like Br’er Fox’s tar baby, although that analogy only just now comes tome.

The glaring fellow slowly walked by me, around the raised garden. I sensed he was behind me on the other side. Then, I sensed he had stepped up onto the garden and was coming up on me from behind. I was very still.

K-bam!!! He kicked the bucket off the brick wall, up into the air above the brick pavement. The bucket inverted, all the dollar bills fell out onto the pavement. I heard from from the spirit world: “Don’t move.” So, I didn’t move.

The fellow uttered something derogatory about me and what I was doing, stepped down off the raised garden and righteously stomped off, having done God’s good work against the devil. “Don’t move,” I heard again.

It was hard not to move, all that money lying on the bricks. But I did not move. And, lo, suddenly several people flocked to the bucket and righted it and put all the money in it and walked over and smiled and handed me the bucket and gave me thumbs ups.

Before long, the street people were there, taking a few bucks each, for a slice of pizza. Dropping a cigarette in the bucket, cigarette rolling papers, a bobby pin, a ribbon, some of them were young women. One dropped a condom in the bucket. It was all they had to give.

Then, the foot cop whose beat was the mall came by, smiled wanly, asked what I was up to? I said, well, the churches won’t help the street people, so the devil had to do it. He smiled again, said, well, that probably wasn’t illegal, and turned and walked back to where he’d come from.

The bucket emptied quickly, and that was how I met Loki and his young street friends.

I was back there every day with the bucket and horns and another $ 50. A local radio station interviewed me on site.

I suddenly had a passel of new, interesting friends.

These young street kids were having their own spirit experiences by using psychotropics. They were astounded to hear my spirit stories, without drug assistance. No way, Not possible! Yes, possible. I take nothing. Never took anything. Au natuarle. Wow! Far out, man!

Rainbows were in Boulder by then. They were a different tribe, though. Not so easy to relate to. But far different from the rainbows who call on Key West today. The rainbows in Boulder were polite. Respectful. They gathered crowds with their drumming. It was very different back then. Almost paradisical. Almost.

The beat cop hated street people. He was causing a lot of problems. I finally started a correspondence with the Boulder Chief Of Police, and told him that officer was on the wrong assignment, for him. Put him on an assignment where he could be a good cop. Before something terrible happened.

The Chief had a sergeant write back to me. I wrote back to the Chief, saying I had written to him, not to his sergeant. That officer needed a different beat to work. Don’t dally. Meanwhile, keep your eyes on the University of Colorado’s head football coach, he’s about to have a life-changing experience.

My oldest daughter”s husband, the son of one of my favorite law professors at the University of Alabama, was the assistant head baseball coach at the University of Missouri. He had told me that it was all over the NCAA that the Colorado head football coach’s daughter was sleeping with most of his football players. I said, that was the rumor in Boulder, too.

The Colorado coach was a founder and national leader of “Promise Keepers”. Christian men who re-vowed to be good husbands and fathers. They’d had a huge revival in the Colorado Buffaloes football stadium. Promise Keepers members came from all over America. It was a very big deal, made national TV news. Promise Keepers were all over Pearl Street Mall. Jim Freedom, Samuel Jesus, Loki and I had some fun with them.

The daily newspaper in Boulder, name now escapes me, had a new journalist, who had come there from Sports Illustrated. He was covering sports for the Boulder newspaper. I’d had letters to the editor published in that newspaper from time to time. I wrote to the sports journalist and told him what my son-in-law had told me about the head coach’s daughter sleeping with his football players. I encouraged the journalist to look into it.

About two weeks later, Sports Illustrated broke the story – front page. The Boulder newspaper sports journalist had sent it to his friends at Sports Illustrated. I had not expected that. I submitted a letter to the editor saying I felt responsible for the national exposure; I had told the local journalist what I had heard and never expected him to send it to Sports Illustrated. The letter was published.

Not long after, the journalist went to work for a Denver newspaper.

The head football coach resigned, to spend more time with his family. He’d won two national championships and had a lifetime coaching contract with the University of Colorado.

The beat cop who hated homeless people was reassigned to a different beat in the city. A new cop took the Pearl Street beat, who got along great with street people.

Backing up in time, another notion came to me while my wife and stepson were overseas. She was continually fretting about what would happen to her and her son if she and I didn’t stick together. I was fully supporting our family. What she made in her mental health pratice, she was a licensed cliincial social worker, and a Sandplay therapist still in training, she was spending on her practice and Sandplay and related training. Google Sandplay therapy and Dora Kalff to learn about Sandplay therapy.

Dora had trained under the Swiss Psychiatrist C.G. Jung, before she started what she would call Sandplay therapy, which she said the Dalai Lama, who was her good friend, told her was “applied Buddhism”.  Dora and I were friends, and had some very interesting conversations with her at her home in Switzerland, but that’s another story.

The notion was, when my wife and stepson returned, I would tell her, if we did not stick together, then she would decide what she got and what I got out of my assets. That notion came about three weeks into her and her son’s five-weeks overseas. I sat with the notion. I told God to tell me if the notion was for real. It felt right, but was it for real? I would go with it, when she came back, unless I was told not to go with it.

I heard nothing. I took that as ago. I went with it when she came back. We had ourselves a big cry together. She asked if I really meant it? I said, yes, I really meant it. We cried more.

Time passed. From time to time she asked again if I really meant it? I got tired of being asked. I said so. I had given my word. I would stick with it.

In August the next year, 1995, she said she wanted a separation. Although I had seen it coming, I was hammered physically, emotionally mentally and in my soul. I told her to make the property division. She said she didn’t want to do it. I told her make it anyway. She struggled. We talked. She struggled. We cried. She struggled.

We both believed my father would die soon, he was very sick. We knew what I would inherit if he died. I would be taken care of. I told her to make the property division. She struggled. What would be fair? She struggled. I suggested 10 percent was a tithe. She settled close to there. I got $100,000, she got the rest, 90 percent. She took what she felt she needed for her and her son, who was about 11, as I recall.

I moved away from Boulder. The divorce proceeding was in Boulder. My wife was struggling. She started getting worked over by the angels, about how she’d split my estate. She had her own estate, a farm she’d inherited with her brother from their mother. I had paid the estate lawyer. The probate costs. She was getting worked over by the angels.

She didn’t want the divorce agreement to show what she was getting out of my estate, which was at her election. She knew the judge might not go along with that. But she did not tell me that was her reason.

The angels worked her over. She finally argeed to disclose in the divorce agreement how the division of my estate came about. I understood what the angels were doing. I overrode them. I had given my word. I had to stick with that. I told her to have her lawyer send me the agreement the lawyer wanted to use. The agreement came. I signed it and sent it back.

She waited months to file the agreement with the judge, who approve it and signed the divorce decree on April 1, 1996. I undestood that not an April Fool’s joke. It was something else entirely. But that’s another story.

This story is about how I became a street person in mid-2000. A bum. A vagrant. A piece of shit. Because I had kept my word. And because I was spirit-blocked from making a living wage. And because my father made a seemingly miraculous recovery, for which I was grateful. Grateful for him, and grateful because I did not like depending on him to die, for me to have money on which to live.

He passed over in late August 2005. I received the inheritance Valentine’s Day 2006. I knew that was no accident, either. That’s how I stopped being homeless, a vagrant, a bum, a piece of shit by many people in Key West’s standard.

I did not say during my 2 minutes of citizen comments at the homeless forum, that I was a lawyer.

I said, looking around the room, it seemed I was the only local homeless expert, because had lived on the street in Key West, and on Maui, and I had stayed at KOTS, Key West’s overnight homeless shelter, and I had been in FKOC’s residence turn around program, and had stayed in a homeless shelter in Kansas City, and in Birmingham, and had slept nights outside in Key West in just about any place  imaginable. And had couched and living room floor surfed, and had lived in vehicles.

Mayor Cates went first during citizen comments. He said Keys cannot house homeless people ahead of thousands of working people who cannot afford the housing they now have; those people need to be helped first.

I went after Craig, and said he was right. The new homeless people need to be gotten back inside before they become street people, and the people about to become new homeless people need to be helped so they don’t become new homeless people, then street people. I said the only way to help them is to provide affordable rental housing, $600 month, $800, $900. Key West rents are much higher than that, except for public housing, which we need a lot more of.

I said when I lived on the street, 90 percent of street people were addicts. It’s a waste of time and money to give addicts housing, when they are using. Key West needs a drunk tank, to stash its homeless addicts until they sober up and can be let out. The city is killing the sheriff and the hospital, by sending its homeless addicts there.

I told the panelist who was not a lawyer, who worked for a federal prevention and cure for homeless agency, that I would like to know how much, if any, federal funding there is for housing homeless people in Key West. I said she should tell her boss, Mr. Obama, to stop making war and spending so much money on his military; that would free up a lot of money for funding affordable housing, and for health care. Randy Becker told me I was out of time. I stopped, without saying American wars are creating more homeless veterans.

During his 2 minutes, County Commissioner David Rice, a psychologist, who ran guidance clinics in the Keys for many years, and tried to work with and help may homeless people, said there are two people in the Keys he looks to on homeless issues, they are in the room, Sloan Bashinsky and Father Stephen Braddock (who heads up FKOC).

The City of Key West and Mornroe County have yet to seek Steve’s or my advice on homeless issues. The two governments have steadfastly  listened to politicians, charities who had a money stake in it, or an ego stake in it, people outside the Keys, but they never sought Steve’s and my input.

Steve, I imagine, spearheaded the homeless forum. It was exquisite. Four people with real credentials, finally, having nothing do with Key West or the Keys, gave Key West and the Florida Keys an entirely different point of view from criminalizing homeless people.

The four panelists said every city in Florida believes it is a great place to live, and that’s why it has a homeless problem. Every Florida city has homeless problems, the panelists said. Key West is mistaken, if it thinks its homeless problem is special, they said.

They said 24-shelters are not a solution. Homeless people having homes are a solution.

Alas, Key West is all built out; it has no land on which to build such housing; it has not the money to build such housing; and it has thousands of low-earning citizens who are not yet homeless, who cannot afford where they now live.

The panelist who was the lead attorney in the Pottinger case, told the entire history of that case, and how the City of Miami ended up losing all say so in how its homeless problem was managed. A US District Court now manages Miami’s homeless problems. The same US District Court has jurisdiction of Key West.

State Attorney Catherine Vogel said, she was in Miami when the Pottinger case was decided. She said, back in 2004, when she was an Assistant State Attorney down here, she told the city and the county about the Pottinger case, and that henceforth the State Attorney’s Office would not prosecute cases against homeless people such as the Pottinger case prohibited. The Pottinger case prohibited arresting homeless people for cooking food, eating, sleeping, washing, using the bathroom outside, when there were no public toilets nearby – necessary life sustaining activities.

In late 2002 or early 2003, I emailed Catherine Vogel’s boss, State Attorney Mark Kohl, and told him  of the Pottinger decision, and what it prohibited, and that Key West was using prosecution by his Office to threaten and intimidate homeless people, in violation of Pottinger, and he should look into that and protect his office from what the city was doing.

Lastly on the homeless forum, the lady lawyer on the panel, who works for a Florida homeless advocacy organization, who sues Florida cities for criminalizing homeless people, said feeding homeless people does not enable them to be homeless; it enables them to live.

When my good friend Michael Tolbert told me on election day that the soup kitchen should be closed during the summer, that would get rid of homeless people, I said that sounded Nazi. He said when he was homeless, he always had a job, he bought his own food. I said, if there had been no soup kitchen in Key West, he never would have met me, because I would have died. He said, I would have gotten by. I said I would have died and he never would have met me.

As for Loki, from Boulder, he called me in late 1999, from out of the blue. He had gone back to California, made semi-peace with his parents, but had not gone back into their Mormon plan for him. He was living in Arizona, had an IT job, was smoking lots of a marijuana, had a girlfriend and lots of friends, and was happy.

By July 2000, I was living on the street on Maui. After a few months of that, and then living in a tent on someone’s land in exchange for restoring their old vegetable garden and mowing their large yard on a riding mower, I was told when waking one morning,  to go to the Keys. I awoke, said I had no money.

Three days later I was on an airplane headed to Los Angeles, to see and old friend, who knew all too well the angels running me, because they were on his case, too. Even though he was Jewish. There names are Jesus, Michael and Melchizedek. My friend put me a Greyhound bus to Key West.

Passing through Tallahassee (state capitol), I was told in a dream that was going to get into politics. I awoke, terrified. I hated politics.

The rest is history. And I still hate politics.

Oh, twice while I was a Key West bum, Samuel Jesus came through Key West and hit me up for money. I said I was in the same shape he was in. Just before leaving Boulder in September 1995, I saw Samuel Jesus on Pearl Street Mall. I didn’t go over and speak to him. I wondered if I was going to end up homeless, too?

I never panhandled. I did use food stamps. But for them, I would have starved to death, too.

Sloan-angel

 

 

 

 

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Key West The Newspaper [The Blue Paper] encourages spirited, open debate in comments on our stories. We do ask that you refrain from profanity, personal attacks and remarks that are off point. Please join the conversation!4 COMMENTS ON “KEY WEST HOMELESS FORUM REPORT FROM AN EX- KEY WEST STREET PERSON’S PERSPECTIVE”
  1. Sloan,

    Your detailed analysis on homelessness, always provides thoughtful insights and awareness.

    The description of the summit was valued and necessary information.

    I much appreciate your brilliant contributions.

    Thank you…

    • Thanks, Pfurey – see my just a bit earlier reply to John Donnelly’s comment. And be on the lookout for a review of the recent homeless forum’s video, now available, which I submitted to the blue paper today. Naja Girard said it wasn’t too late for tomorrow’s edition.

  • Thanks, John, there are people who would argue with you about the brilliance; mine certainly was a brilliant way to become homeless :-) .

Here are a couple of other trysts I was invited into yesterday.

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I submitted this to bigpinekey.com’s popular Coconut Telegraph forum, re Part 3 of what FTR published there yesterday. FTR is short for From The Right, he publishes daily there, weather permitting.

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arm in slingPART 3) Deer Friends, this will be my last posting for some time. How much time, I’m unsure. Today, Tuesday, when you read this, I will have just undergone a surgery to remove and replace my right shoulder joint which is totally worn out, shot. Arthritis is the culprit. The procedure will require that my right arm be immobilized, probably for about 6 or so weeks. I believe that I will be unable to use a keyboard. I will try to learn to type with only my left hand, so hopefully FTR’s house will be dark for only a short time.  We’ll see. In the meantime, please, please, all of you in the CT community whose political philosophy is similar to mine, please post your thoughts and arguments.

SPECIAL TO DEER ED: Thanks again for the fine dinner Mrs. FTR and I had with you and Sloan a few years ago.  His posting on Friday slamming you and I proves the old adage that no good deed goes unpunished. Sloan’s thought processes remain “interesting.”

ONE MORE THING: Enjoy this video

Hope to be back soon. Respectfully submitted, FTR.

Here’s what you posted, Ed, which was only part of what I sent to you:

[“Ed: It’s because FTR is the toughest old bird I’ve ever met and he can handle just about anything anyone can throw at him”] B.S. Ed protects who he wants to protect, including Ed. How many of you CT readers, besides me, know Ed’s name and where he lives? How many of you CT readers, besides me, have had dinner with Ed and FTR and Mrs. FTR at FTR’s request, and Ed paid for it? FTR isn’t nearly as tough as Ed says. I liked FTR Mrs. FTR, even though I think most of the time FTR has his head where the sun don’t shine, because he don’t stick the Republicans up there in that dark place with the Democrats, twiddly dee, twiddly dumb.Maybe Ed protects FTR’s anonymity because he knows some left-wing liberal will try to blow up FTR’s car or house. Maybe Ed doesn’t publish email addresses of people who attack FTR because he knows some Neo will blow up the outed FTR basher’s car or home. If you don’t think those kind of people read the CT, then you must have just started reading it, or you aren’t paying attention.

Maybe FTR wants worshipers instead of real friends? Did FTR notice I said I liked him and Mrs. FTR? Did FTR notice I slammed the Democrats, too? And I slammed hiding behind a fake name, something I have slammed many times on the CT, and Ed’s policy not only allowing but encouraging anonymous cheap shots? Did FRT notice I slammed both right and left wing nuts on the CT, who would do each other physical harm, if they knew who their polar opposite wing nuts are?

Sorry to hear FTR’s right wing out of commission for a while. Hope he makes fast recovery, and when he gets back, he starts slamming Republicans as much as he slams Democrats, because they both are responsible for the mess America is in, as are the people they voted into office. Saying it another way, maybe if FTR had been more flexible, maybe if he had been more ambidextrous, his right shoulder would not so stove up with arthritis and worn out. Maybe skiing naked, instead of watching other folks do it (the video FTR provided) would loosen us all up a bit.

Meanwhile, I remain of the view that belonging to a political party, or to any other religion, should be a capital offense, immediately punishable by hanging or firing squad, which is lots faster and more reliable than due process by lethal injection and the electric chair.
Ed, it’s okay to leave my name on this comment for any of your readers who won’t know who wrote it :-)
Sloan

 

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  • Linda Knize That’s why they dont come down.
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  • Gweko W. Phlocker Maybe they Drive By SLOWLY – Not Slow Enough for us to see them, but faster than the speed of light, Yet Slower than they usually could go, but measured on a different meter… and faster than us.

    which would kinda sorta be like we do-
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  • Bob Driggers The taxpayer has been bilked out of 20 trillion+ since 1950 to, “fight” the war on poverty……and, I thought it was Climate Change?….Keep saying and promoting and, eventually……people will start believing it! It’s all a Marketing Campaign and the consumer is hungry!
  • Sloan Bashinsky I wonder how many people who want to end poverty voted for the warmongers G.W. Bush and Barack Obama, whose military adventures cost the US more than it would have cost to end poverty in America? Hard to imagine any sane ET wanting to be on this planet as long as humans are on it. I once watched a space ship do aerial acrobats at perhaps 10,000 feet, then it dragged a cloud across the sky like a very big vapor trail, but a lot faster than jets move. The three people with me refused to look up and watch the performance, despite my telling them what I was seeing unfold and saying they really should look up and see it. .
  • Bob Driggers So!…..How much does it cost to end poverty?
  • Sloan Bashinsky I don’t imagine poverty will ever be ended, nor, I don’t imagine, it can be. It’s part of humanity, at least now and for a long time. Maybe at one time there was no poverty, although in the Gospels, Jesus tells his disciples the poor will always be with them. My point in asking who had voted for Bush or Obama?, was to see if any people who want to end poverty voted for those two warmongers. Besides diverting huge amounts of money away from domestic spending, war creates plenty of poverty where it is waged overseas. Perhaps this some day will be righted by another American civil war, where all the money for war is spent in America,. Hope I’m not still here for that (alive). Maybe the ETs hovering mostly cloaked around this planet, and they are there, will intervene and give humans something different to fret over.
  • Bob Driggers ……nope
  • Sherrie Painter No. We no longer intervene, except to keep the Universe safe from humans. Humans enjoy killing life for sport. Not acceptable.
  • Sloan Bashinsky By intervene, I meant, maybe the ETs kill all humans, perhaps as an act of mercy to put them out of their misery and stop them from doing more harm to themselves and to this planet.
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  • Bob Driggers I’ll eat ET’s face off!….And, you tell his buddy’s that goes for them as well. I was born Crackerass and, I will suck catfish poop before I give in!….I WILL KILL EVERYTHING……..yer welcome!
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  • Gweko W. Phlocker Bob, Lay off the Bath Salts!
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  • Bob Driggers NO!……I love salt and, I love bath’s
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  • Sloan Bashinsky Well, I guess Gwecko, you done smoked out Earthlings’ defense to an ET invasion, no chance of it happening when they know the defenders will suck catfish poop before they give in . But then, I wonder how a catfish poop sucker and these ETs would get along?

    Sloan Bashinsky's photo.
  • Sloan Bashinsky as for salt

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  • Bob Driggers …..very cutting edge and stuff……I guess!
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  • Sloan Bashinsky Just following your leads oh great Crackerass catfish poop sucker peckers’ last stand defender . . You, know, don’t you, that steroid-sucking testosterone worship is why the ETs won’t let Earthlings develop star drive and spread their spawn elsewhere?
  • Bob Driggers ……weak
  • Sloan Bashinsky Well, I suppose so, I never sucked catfish poop or ate off anyone’s face. Nor, shameful, even considered it. You have expanded my horizons horizontally and vertically .

I emailed a copy off this post to my father’s lawyer, with a request he forward it to Joan Bashinsky, John, Stein, Owen Simms and my sister, Elizebeth.

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Paul Williams, of Homestead, Florida, formerly of Key West, wrote yesterday about Pope Francis:

Hi Sloan,

Thank you for posting the two well chosen Vatican paragraphs last week.

It seems that when major news outlets cover the Pope, they focus on visual pageantry. The voice over is practically an afterthought. Perhaps major Media owners believe that most people are not that interested in what a Pope does or doesn’t think, anyway.
Only one in seven Terrestrial Bipeds is a Catholic, so maybe in that sense they’re right.

Your short, densely laden Vatican news excerpts included a quiet Flash: In the next world, “Hell” is now closed, at least to 1/7 of the earth’s population. It is no longer the destination venue for bad Catholic boys and girls. In fact, says Francis, it never was. Alas, prior Vatican administrations borrowed “Hell” from other cultures and continued to misuse it as a convenient, thrifty and Ultimate Threat to scofflaws… for two millennia. Christ!
Now, with Francis, the policy of eternal damnation has been summarily decertified. Done.
Finished.
He has announced that, spiritually, at least, none of his children will be… or, in point of fact, ever have been… left behind.
As far as I know, this little tidbit of Good News never made a sophisticated Front Page, anywhere.

Here, in the Temporal Realm, Francis has announced that Vatican Inc. is no longer concerned with increasing its Market Share. They’re good to go, Now, he says. The age of Spiritual Imperialism is now over – for his enormous crew, at least.
Securing every last soul on the planet “For the greater glory of God” is no longer an operational imperative for the Catholic Church.

This message might not register so much as a blip on the seismographs of ultra sophisticated media moguls, but for rank and file Catholics, including Cardinals, it’s the kind of Content heavy language that they would have expected to come from a returned Christ, Himself… you know?
… From the Chairman of the Board, in Person, not just his earthly GM.

For at least a few responsible, conservative Vatican Hierarchs, these two proclamations must have sounded like a policy world reprise of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, this time in the Corridors of Vatican Power.
Indeed, they rightly see themselves as responsible conservators of a trove of policy features designed to support a coherent Story Line that reflects as many of the details of a rich Biblical tradition as possible.
For them: When the “Messiah” returns, All will be clear!

Francis, apparently, doesn’t think his mega – flock can wait!
Alas, the Big Guy Above seems to prefer the upbeat company of Harps on Clouds.
Who Knows?
All we really do know is that, for 2,000 years, now, he has avoided the turbulence of our sweaty, never satisfied masses down here.

At any event, Francis is now moving to straighten out a few major… huge … Vatican policy defects that are within his power to address.
Maybe, like you Sloan, Francis also hears a Voice.
Maybe the “Lord Above” just likes dead Irish musicians.

I don’t do Church much, Sloan, but All these things that Francis has apparently been saying should have been factored into the mix two thousand years ago.
For a billion Catholics, and Anyone else with a marginally clear head, these are Epoch Making ”course corrections” about to be implemented by a vast Global entity. That they are long overdue makes them no less welcome.

Thank you for posting their synopsis. Left to my own devices, it might have taken me years to come across these quotes, whose contents you so adroitly selected and then PUBLISHED.
thanks!

pw

I replied:

Hi, Paul –

At first, I was skeptical of Pope Francis, after all, he was a Roman Catholic clergyman, presumably celibate for a very long time; but then, his taking Francis of Assisi’s name interested me, because once upon a time I had some really intense and moving spirit experiences regarding Francis of Assisi, who forsook this world and having a wife, and took the vow of poverty, literally, and came to have a huge following, many of whom were sure he was Christ returned, but he steadfastly denied it. If you did not see “Brother Son Sister Moon” (the movie), about how Francis was changed and his early goings after the changes, I strongly recommend it; it’s on par with “Man Facing Southeast” for rattling the old crab trap to smithereens.

Based on all I have read about Pope Francis, and seen in videos, he indeed is hearing from something refreshing. How far that something will let Pope Francis go, run, I have no clue; nor do I know how long the establishment in the Roman Church (Vatican) will let Pope Francis continue to trample and throw away one sacred cow after another. The Devil must be pulling his hair out over what Pope Francis is doing, given how hard the Devil had to work to get the Roman Church so fucked up that it didn’t know which way to point to either heaven or hell probably sums that up fairly okay. For sure, the all but we are going to die and burn in hell forever tribes are not happy with, or simply are ignoring, Pope Francis, perhaps saying he is being led by the Devil.

For me, though, the real tell will be if Pope Francis abolishes celibacy in the Roman Catholic priesthood and nunhoods, and ordains female priests, and proclaims God looks to what’s in a person’ heart and how a person thinks and speaks and lives, and not to whether a person can recite the catechism, or even believes it. And, yes, Pope Francis starts liquidating the Vatican’s wealth and giving it to needful people and causes, and he releases to the public the giant horde of ancient writings kept tightly under lock and key under the Vatican.

Perhaps more later, but meanwhile, what maybe you might wish for is whatever is leading Pope Francis to start leading you, if you like the way he is headed. I hesitate to suggest you ask to be led by what is leading me, as that could cause you serious discomfort, but then, who can say if the same thing is not leading Pope Francis and me, and other people?

Maybe more later.

The Australian novelist Ann Massey wrote from Perth about yesterday’s Je Sui Eve, and I’m here to explain homeless people’s, America’s, Christendom’s, Charlie’s, Islam’s, Israel’s and humanity’s problem post at goodmorningkeywest.com:

Ann Massey

Thank you wise one.

Ann Massey
amazon.com/author/annmassey

I replied:

Thank Eve. In the Old Testament, Wisdom is assigned the female gender :-). In Jewish theology, Shekina, gender female, is the spirit of God :-). In the Gospels, Jesus told his disciples, who were Jews, if they blasphemed him, they would be forgiven; but if they blasphemed the Holy Ghost (Shekinah), they would not be forgiven. So, Jesus, a Jewish rabbi, viewed the Holy Ghost (Shekina) above himself :-). So how come Christendom ended up with an all male (homosexual) God-head (Trinity)? Maybe we have to go all the way back to Eve screwing everything up and Adam was lily whit and innocent to answer that question? :-)

In truth, Adam was a dull boy, no sense of adventure, no creativity, and that had a great deal to do with his so-called boredom; whereas, Eve was adventuresome, creative, and she did just what she was designed to do, because there was no way they could appreciate God until they experienced God’s absence. I don’t see anywhere in Genesis that God put all the blame onto Eve. I don’t see anywhere in Genesis that God told Adam and Eve they never could return to Eden and the Tree of Life. I do see where two Cherubim with fire swords were stationed around the Tree of Life to protect it’s ways.

What Riley and Willa Sue experienced in Heavy Wait was a selected fallen Adam and Eve pair returning to Eden, and en route they had to be purified, for without that, they would have contaminated Eden after being allowed back in, and the fire swords did the purifying. Just another version of the baptism in fire and spirit Jesus and John the Baptist said Jesus came to live and dispense. That “initiation” is known and understood in various circles in humanity, perhaps not using those same terms. That initiation is known to transcend religion. It is known the feminine must be recovered and restored and be operating in full partnership with the masculine, in the initiate.

Religion fucked that all up. Continues to fuck it all up. The Devil is so pleased with religion, that the Devil doesn’t have to work very hard. The very last thing the Devil wants is for Eve to be reestablished on this planet. Oh, does the Devil not want that to happen. I hope Eve is determined, has her dander up, takes no prisoners, in women as well as in men. That’s kinda how I figure Kali would go about it, if she took a shine to do it.

Continuing from previous email …

In those circles it is know that it is one thing to be innocent and docile, and be in Eden that way, and it is something else entirely to be wise and battle-hardened, and to be in Eden in that way. The former is as a child, the latter is as an adult.

In June 1995, three visions came to me over 4 days time. The first two are perhaps for another time. The 3rd seems right on point, given it comes from India, Kali’s stomping ground.

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A man is watching the back of a young yogi meditating in the lotus position. Before the young yogi appear two beautiful cobras, one white, one back, raised up, hoods flaired. The white cobra says to the young yogi, “We came to you once before, because you were innocent. You knew we each brought you a gift, but you thought you had to choose between us, and you chose me.” The black cobra says, “We come to you again bearing the same gifts, because you now are wise.” The yogi, now old, weeps, chooses them both. The man wakes, weeping.

continuing from previous email …

Well, ding, dang, after sending you that from India stuff, I took a nap and my mother came and was not happy and said she was leaving, it was like a divorce, and I woke up and thought maybe that had to do with something I wrote to my father’s lawyer today, which I won’t go into, and/or maybe it had to do with what I wrote to you from India, as she was a devout Episcopalian, and that’s about the same as the Church of England, but in America and a not quite as formal (high church). Maybe my mother favors Magdalene Melchizedek, Jesus’ wife and mother of his child ushering the feminine into America, Christendom, Judaism and Islam, since America was “discovered” by Christendom and all three of those religions claim the same father in Genesis, Abraham.

If that’s what the nap dream was about, maybe Kali can be content with watching a Magdalene insurgency into those feminine-dead zones, and with leading a Kali insurgency in the rest of the feminine dead zones in humanity? Man, I really don’t want to piss Kali off, but I’m sorta between a rock and a hard place here :-), she being my wife and all, according to that freak out dream in October 2002, and up to then, me being owned by Magdalene Melchizedek, Jesus and Archangel Michael. I suppose this all would make great reading in psychiatric literature down yonder and up hither :-).

I suppose the Pope and Archbishop of Canterbury would be thrilled mightily to have either of those Ladies take a special interest in them and their flocks. I believe in due process and equal protection, the Baptists, Methodists, Lutherans, Pentecostals and all the other Christian sects, and all the other Catholic sects, and the Mormons and the Unity and New Age Christians, and all the other religions, including the Atheists, get the same deal they cannot refuse :-). Might give “The Rapture” an entirely new meaning :-).

Anyway, here is Magdalene’s poem, which fell out of me in the spring of 1994:

Rosa Mystica
Sweet Mystery
Bride of Christ
Living water
without which
there are no rainbows
and God is dead.

My G.I. tract is doing conniptions today. My mother often said her claim to fame as a mother was she had me potty-trained before I was one-year old. I kinda imagine Kali is in charge of the kundalini. And Sister and her nice poisonous snake are still around.

Naja cleared from moderation what I submitted between Sister and me under Dennis Reeves Cooper JE SUIS CHARLIE! article at www.theblupaper.com. Then she cleared something else I sent to her, which Sister had sent to me at goodmorningkeywest.com.

Wonder what Sister was thinking sending me that stuff and calling the blue paper the jewpaper? Magdalene Melchizedek could teach Sister a thing or two. And everyone else, too. Maybe when she got going good, her targets would be begging for Jesus and Archangel Michael to come save them! :-)

Here is Sister’s and my tango to Dennis Reeves Cooper’s JE SUIS CHARLIE! article in this past Friday’s weekly online edition of Key West the Newspaper (www.thebluepaper.com). Prior reader comments, and subsequent unrelated reader comments, are not included.

  1. I must insist on proof of this statement, “Meanwhile, newspapers in Muslim countries routinely publish the vilest of cartoons depicting Jesus in particular and Jews in general.”

  2. As for the “cartoons” Charlie ran, those were seriously rough, inflammatory drawings. On par with, or maybe even more aggressive than, Arnaud’s “cartoons” in the Eimers case. However, I do not feel Charlie’s cartoons were the prime cause of the assassinations. France’s role in the Middle East and its role in the Persian Gulf War, and its role in later wars in Muslim countries is the seed for the Charlie assassinations. Same seed in the American vein led to 9/11. Charlie is a minnow compared to 9/11. However, France is much closer, as the raven flies, to Muslim countries, than is America. France, Britain, America, and their allies need not but look in the mirror to find their enemy.

    I went into that in my post today at http://www.goodmorningkeywest.com, which starts with a review of “American Sniper”, and then segues into Dennis Cooper’s “Je Suis Charlie” article and the reader comments.

    I dreamed all night about what I would publish today, and that it had to be from the feminine subjective perspective and response, as opposed to the testosterone steroid perspective and response. Absence of the feminine is the cause of all of humanity’s ails. The wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, 9/11, the assassination of Charlie’s journalists, the killing of Charles Eimers and the ensuing massive cover up all are examples of absence of the feminine. Rest assured, the Devil likes her gone.

  3. Seriously, either publish links to examples of the vile cartoons depicting Jesus and Jews or retract your lie!

    And I would also like to comment that the only “dumbass” is the person who believes that the perpetrators accidently left their ID in the “get away car”. Likely the same dumbasses who believe that the passports of the 911 “terrorist” were found in prestine condition laying on NYC streets while the buildings were left in ash.

    From what I’ve read, a columnist at Charlie Hebdo was fired in 2009 for “anti-semitism”.

  4. Sloan Bashinsky

    Naja and other blue paper readers …

    Around noon today, I lay down for a nap. Just as I was drifting off, a vision came of a woman with a poisonous forked-tongue snake squeezing out of her mouth. Then came a number of difficult dreams. Then I awoke, wondering what all that was about?

    I went online to see if I could find out there what it was all about. Nothing in my email account. I went to the blue paper and looked at reader comments under Dennis Reeves Coopers’ “Je Suis Charlie” article, and saw Sister’s second demand that Dennis publish proof of Muslim anti-semitic cartoons of Jesus and Jews.

    Google-imaging “anti-semitic cartoons from the arab and muslim world” brought up lots of anti-Jewish/Israel cartoons.

    Then, I went to my website, http://www.goodmorningkeywest.com and looked at reader comments and found this comment from Sister, which I had not yet seen. She submits comments there using asloanthedeceiver@gmail.com email address.

    Submitted 1/11/2015
    “And here’s something for your followers to contemplate. I asked the editor of the jewpaper to share this video with her jew columnists but I doubt she will.”

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LAWuVy0QW18&feature=youtu.be

    Certainly makes one wonder doesn’t it?

    Naja, I don’t know which Jew paper or Jew columnist Sister means. Key West the Newspaper? Did she submit the same comment to the blue paper? Does Sister know you are Jewish?

    Earlier related conversations with Sister athttp://www.goodmorningkeywest.com:

    Sister to me, 1/5/2015
    “Jews have been kicked out of over 100 countries…ever wonder why?”

    Me to Sister, 1/5/2015
    “No, I don’t wonder why, but I wonder why you kick Jews around? You really do seem Nazi in that regard. I told you before, I think, I published it a number of times, my Jewish New Age friend, who was taken into the same training I was in, was told by Jesus and Michael, he told me, that the reason for the Jewish diaspora, including the Holocaust, was the Jews had rejected the Christ teachings brought by one of their own, Jesus. I can’t imagine how you twist your mind to think I am a Jewish sympathizer. No Jew I know could be easy with what I write and say about their sect; nor can any Christian I know be comfortable with what I say about their sect; nor can any Muslim be comfortable with what I say about Islam. All three religions are lost, although there are individuals in those religions who are doing okay, or better than okay, spiritually.

    Sister to me, 1/6/2015
    “Why? Because they are at the very apex of the problem. Fact.”

    Me to Sister, 1/6/2016
    “No, Sister, Jews are not the problem, but you can believe that, if you wish. You have much company. The problem is separation from God and demonic infection, or more serious, demonic possession; and it is in all segments of humanity, USA, Christendom, Islam, Judaism, and all other religions, all political parties, it’s everywhere.”

    Naja, bout 2 weeks ago, I submitted a comment under one of your articles, that Sister is a Nazi and hates Jews, has them at the apex of humanity’s problems, and you did not clear that comment from moderation. Sister is the woman with the poisonous forked-tongued snake coming out of her mouth in my dream.

    Starting today, I am hiding Sister’s comments to articles athttp://www.goodmorningkeywest.com and my other websites, until she gives me her real name and the city in which she lives and a recent photo of herself, and I am able to verify that. If she’s going to spew this kind of rhetoric, then she’s going do it fully exposed, like you, Arnaud and I do it.

    Given my position on Israel, and that USA could get entirely out of the Middle East and stop all aid to and support of Israel; and given I myself am 1/8 Jewish through my Polish great grandfather, and he and one of this brothers who came to USA in the latter 1880s are the only parts of that bloodline the Nazis did not exterminate; and given I was raised Christian; and given my cheery positions on Christendom, Judaism and Islam, I suppose I am sufficiently stained and mongrelized to have no dog other than that world spelled backward with a capital G in the Islam/Judaism/Christendom conversation.

  5. Sloan Bashinsky

    This comment is an amendment to my comment yesterday re Sister and Christendom, Judaism and Islam, caused by my being mangled in dreams last night. In my dream and spirit code, a snake is female gender. In the context of Christendom, Judaism and Islam, the snake represents the fall from Eden, which all three religions blame entirely on Eve, even though Adam also knew he was not supposed to eat the fruit from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. That story resulted in the destruction of the feminine in all three religions, which lies at the root of all three religions being testosterone-driven and demonically possessed. Many times I have published that destruction of the feminine in human beings is the cause of all of humanity’s ails, including all wars. If I received further corrections from my spirit handlers, who are Magdalene Melchizedek, Jesus, Archangel Michael and Kali, I will report those corrections here.

  6. Naja, for your, Arnaud’s and blue paper readers’ further information re Sister and her state of mind and soul, to more comments from her to me athttp://www.goodmorningkeywest.com, on tasers being used on Charles Eimers, followed by my thoughts on the Eimers case part of what Sister wrote. She just loves you guys at the jewpaper (see jewpaper in her second comment below).

    Submitted on 2015/01/11 at 12:14 pm
    Thanks for giving me something to do this Sunday Sloan.
    So, there were at least 3 eyewitnesses AT THE SCENE of Charles Eimers in custody death, who stated that they WITNESSESSED a TASER being used on Charles, but we’re supposed to take the word of an ex-cop and ex-pedophile who were NOT AT THE SCENE as to what took place and that a taser was not deployed. Is that right?
    A taser can be used in DRY or DRIVE FIRE MODE so that it deploys as a stun gun.

    READ THIS:
    http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/244968.php

    Look up the warnings on Taser International site about the use of their tasers.
    I don’t know why I let you upset me, everyone knows cops are hired for their low IQ scores.
    And the first thought that came to my mind when I saw that photo of you in your 30 something younger years was TED BUNDY.

    Submitted on 2015/01/11 at 3:50 pm
    Also, the female cop called in to dispatch that Eimers was TASED.
    I recall asking the question many moons ago on thejewpaper what the significance of Eimers being tased would be. How that would impact the case against the murderers. Of course, I recieved no reply from any of the big brains at the site.
    I put forth then and now that if the truth be proven, that Charles was indeed tased when he had 100% surrendered, was being handcuffed and was NOT RESISTING, that the use of a taser would constitute EXCESSIVE VIOLENCE. Any attorney worth his weight should be able to argue that fact! There was no reason other than that sadistic pos cop, who still roams your streets with authority and a loaded gun AND TASER, to tase Charles other than to get his jollies.
    And I love how you pick and choose what lie you are going to believe from the liars. Isn’t it true that during a court proceeding that if a witness or defendant is found to lie about one instance that ALL of his/her testimony can be disregarded?

    ——————-

    My thoughts. If the jury believes a taser (or stun gun) was used on Eimers, the jury will decide Eimers acutely bad heart gave out when the taser (or stun gun) was fired, and that is what killed him, and since Eimers was not wearing a sign saying he had an acutely bad heart, the cops had no way to know a taser (or stun gun) would kill him, so judgment for the cops and the city. That’s the very outcome the demon running the case for KWPD, the city, FDLE, the State Attorney, and the grand jury wants to get.

    If I were the defense lawyers, I would make every effort to convince the jury a taser (or stun gun) was used on Eimers, because I would be very worried about the lies and cover up and the argument that the cops smothered Eimers to death and had it in for him because they thought he was homeless.

    If I were the plaintiff lawyers, I would make every effort to convince the jury no taser (or stun) gun was used on Eimers, and what killed him was he was smothered to death, as per the two bystanders’ videos and a reenactment done live, on the beach, for the jury’s viewing and information.

  7. The facts are the facts. And the facts according to multiple eyewitness accounts, documented dispatcher account and statements from the perp himself all indicate that a taser was used on Charles which would constitute excessive violence. You can go ahead and talk out of both sides of your bASShinsky and attempt to cover up the facts but I ain’t gonna buy it.
    Would you call Jesus a Nazi as well being that he called out the Jews on their evil ways?
    And thanks for giving me keys words to research for vile cartoons depicting Jews as I had difficulty finding any. The ones I found seem more factual than vile but I will look into it further. Any links to vile cartoons of Jesus by Muslims?

  8. What does it mean to be 1/8 Jewish? Can a person be 1/8 Christian? 1/8 Muslim?

  9. And no Sloan, I didn’t know Naja was Jewish as her name is of Arab heritage. Apparently she’s had a conversion.

  10. For anyone who gives a care…I won’t be posting here anymore as I am tired of the censored freedom of speech. And Sloan, please keep me out of your dreams and your posts. Ciao.

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    The full Sister-Sloan tango above is reported in today’s “spiritual warfare is not a many splendor thing, but somebody’s got to do it – Key West Grail outpost” at http://www.goodmorningkeywest.com..

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    Many times now, I have recommended THE SPEAR OF DESTINY, by Trevor Ravenscroft, a Grail Knight. Set during World War I and World War 2, the book explains in riveting fashion the spiritual warfare underlying those two wars, and how Adolph Hitler, and later his top henchmen, made a conscious deal with the Devil, which resulted in them getting as close as they did to turning out the light in Western Civilization. But for a few Grail KnightS working for the Allies, the Nazis might have won. As far as I know, no one in Key West or the Florida Keys has taken me up on my many suggestions to read THE SPEAR OF DESTINY. People just don’t seem to want to know what is really going on behind the scenes..

NajaArnaud Girard

Naja and Arnaud Girard

I am 1/8 Jewish by blood and was raised Christian, as were my father and his father raised Christian, after Leopold Bashinsky (Anglicized spelling) married Elizabeth Burford, a Southern Baptist. Her father had been an officer in the Confederate Army.

Here is Naja and Arnaud’s link in the current blue paper edition to all of their articles in the Charles Eimers case.

ALL CHARLES EIMERS DEATH-IN-CUSTODY ARTICLES

CLICK ON IMAGE BELOW TO ACCESS LINKS TO ALL ARTICLES ON THE IN-CUSTODY DEATH OF CHARLES EIMERS [BY NAJA AND ARNAUD GIRARD]

ISSUE 67 CBS EIMERS for web

Here is more of Naja and Arnaud’s handiwork, as reported in same blue paper edition. Naja is Last Stand’s president. Last Stand, a local organization, was formed many year ago to stand up for Mother Nature and other endangered species. I inserted at the end of my reader comment the photo of Wisteria Island and nearby Sunset Key.

Last Minute Moratorium Saves Offshore Islands From Deregulation

Wisteria Island

by Naja and Arnaud Girard

The elephant was back in the room during last Wednesday’s County Commission meeting. Its name is Wisteria Island, but everyone pretended they were innocently debating the issue of restrictive development on offshore islands without ever mentioning the $100 Million + aspirations that Roger Bernstein has for the famous desert island in Key West harbor.

What had occurred was a remarkable exercise in special interest maneuvering followed closely by counter measures made by opponents.

Let us explain.

The County has spent over a Million dollars to hire Keith & Schnars, a renowned land use consulting firm, to review and update the County’s entire Comprehensive Plan. After nearly 4 years the new Comp Plan is in, ready to begin its journey through state bureaucracy and to come back as the law of the land in Monroe County.

But there is a problem. One of the hottest issues in recent years, an attempt to overturn the prohibition of large developments on offshore islands, has not been resolved to the liking of one of the most affluent landowners in the County: Mr. Roger Bernstein of F.E.B. Corporation. Roger Bernstein is battling the federal government over disputed ownership of a desert island in Key West harbor: Wisteria Island.

If Bernstein wins his federal lawsuit he intends to develop the island into a $100 Million plus resort. His hope has been that the Comp Plan amendments would lift the prohibition against expansive development of offshore islands.

He’d hired the best planners, the best lawyers. His own original land planner, Owen Trepanier of Key West, had even been retained by Keith & Shnars as a consultant – certainly a strategic move with a possibility of helping things happen in the desired way. Yet the Keith & Shnars plan for offshore islands came back, not only just as restrictive as the old Comp Plan, but it clarified certain ambiguities that F.E.B. had used to argue that the island should somehow escape regulation.

For instance, there had been some uncertainty about the legal definition of offshore island. In 2010 F.E.B. corporation’s lawyers argued that only a natural island should qualify as an offshore island. Wisteria, as a manmade spoil island, doesn’t qualify and should be, they claimed, allowed to become a resort and marina. Keith & Shnars, however opted for closing the loophole by clearly defining offshore islands in the plan, the way they are currently described in the County’s land use code, as any island not connected to US 1. They also chose to maintain the existing language barring offshore islands from obtaining any designation other than Tier I and from the possibility of receiving ROGO [building rights] transferred from other locations. The adoption of the new Comp Plan would have clearly made any sizable development of Wisteria Island very difficult, if not impossible.

So what to do, what to do.

With an opening push from Commissioner Carruthers and a final nudge into place by Commissioner Rice, it was decided that the Comp Plan would be transmitted without any of the proposed language that involved offshore islands.

The idea of submitting offshore island development to a separate debate, at a later time, was first introduced last November by one of Bernstein’s attorneys, Barton Smith, who purported to be representing another famous offshore island developer, David Wolkowlky, who owns Ballast Key. But ninety-six year old Wolkowky later claimed not to know anything about it and Smith has since admitted that Wolkowsky was not, in fact, his “client.” But apparently just seeing Smith, a high-powered Keys attorney, associated with the famous name of David Wolkowski, cast a dark cloud smelling of private litigation over the Commission. At that very meeting the Commissioners agreed they’d be talking about offshore island policies separately from the rest of the Plan.

SEE RELATED:  DAVID WOLKOWSKI: “God Wasn’t On Duty One Day.”

When the issue comes back, in an uncertain future, Keith & Schnars will no longer be there with the considerable weight of their expertise and their ability to defend their conclusions that offshore island development should not be expanded. It will be a lot easier for Commissioners to cave in to the special interest that has already outmaneuvered them in spite of the $1 Million they spent in ordering an independent and professional review of the laws.

In the meantime, it became apparent that what was left of the plan, after removing bits and pieces of offshore island polices set aside for another day, would have left offshore islands less protected than they are today. [The current plan policy that defines offshore islands as property that building rights may be transferred away fromas opposed to transferred to somehow disappeared.] Commissioner Sylvia Murphy plugged the hole in the damn by convincing her fellow Commissioners to call for a moratorium on applications for new offshore island development and a freeze on any transfer of ROGO units or building rights to offshore islands.

Whether you believe that the hundreds of green deserted islands sprayed across the turquoise waters of the Keys are an invaluable treasure or you believe in the good sense of growing business, real estate development, and property taxes, the debate over offshore islands promises to remain entertaining…

Stay tuned.

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Full Disclosure:  Naja Girard currently holds the position of President of the Florida Keys environmental advocacy organization “Last Stand.”

2 thoughts on “Last Minute Moratorium Saves Offshore Islands From Deregulation”

  1. Great to see that blind greed doesn’t always trump conservation and environmental considerations. Hats off to Commissioner Murphy for seeing through the smoke-and-mirror charades of fat-cat, forked-tongued developers. Obviously the very idea of developing offshore islands within the boundaries of a national marine sanctuary and/or a national wildlife refuge wildlife is environmentally absurd. However, the proposal is revelatory once again laying bare the shamelessness of those blinded by raw avarice. To think that during commission meetings a certain commissioner showed thinly-veiled support for development of offshore islands is frightening.

  2. Three more tidbits.

    Beneath the phalanx of mercenaries Roger Bernstein and FEB Corp., and their partners, the Walsh family, who own nearby Sunset Key, are paying to get Wisteria Island turned into Sunset Key Deux is Jim Hendrick, a disbarred lawyer. Hendrick is Bernstein, FEB and the Walshes’ field general. Blue paper readers not from around or new to Key West and the Florida Keys might not know of Hendrick, but people who have lived down here for a while know of him. Hendrick is a close friend of David Wolkowsky and was involved in the Ballast Key fracas up to his eyeballs, as became clear in comments he made to the blue paper article on Wokowsky and Ballast Key. Nothing is what it appears to be in any land or development deal in which Hendrick is involved.

    Second, Sylvia Murphy led the charge on the Monroe County Commission to halt county consideration and approval of Wisteria Island being developed before the City of Key West indicated whether not it would support Wisteria being developed, by allowing Wisteria to use the city’s sewerage infrastructure and sewerage treatment plant, city parking, city police and fire and rescue. After Sylvia addressed the KW City Commission, the city commissioners and mayor gave a resounding NO to the city being involved in developing Wisteria Island. The next day, Roger Bernstein, FEB and the Walshes pulled their then pending Wisteria development application from the agenda of that day’s county commission meeting.in the Harvey Government Center in Key West.

    Then three, Naja, after I told her angels were telling me in dreams that there was something she had not found, dug up evidence that the US Government, not the Bernstein family, owned Wisteria Island, which led to Naja convincing the US Bureau of Land Management to lay claim to Wisteria Island, which BLM did, which led to Roger Bernstein labeling Naja a witch, and to Bernstein and FEB filing suit in Federal Court hoping to defeat BLM’s claim of ownership of Wisteria Island.

    Maybe more later.

    Wisteria & Sunset

Welcome to paradise.

Sloan at Smathers Beach

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Key West’s psychiatrist emeritus Jerry Weinstock replied to yesterday’s panhandling, homelessing, bipolaring, politicking, religioning, bipolaring, allgettingalonging, femininehealing, specieshealing and trying to live and enjoy decent lives in Key West and elsewhere post at goodmorningkeywest.com:

SLOAN: Great meal—-we used to contribute fresh fish to the soup kitchen–
and still do but much less frequently—life with the book on my back
is frenetic , hectic and anxiety provoking—draining —of vital fluids,
(ie.) psychic energy—–not much time for fishing–along with all
the other factors in our modern frenetic life that usurp valuable time.
We had a fine friendship with Dorothy who is now diseased who
originated the soup kitchen.and set the standard..

Homelessness –a symptom of our expanding inequality—all the
republicans can think of is how to make the poor worse off and
further deflate any benefits for the middle class –truly –they are racked
with sadism maybe more than greed –a toss-up—-their justifications
are ridiculous and have the smell of foul excrement —-plus profound INHUMANITY. !!
Compassion is not in their realm of cognition or morality.;. enough —(have a fine
evening. !!!) ——-Jerry

I replied:

Hi, Jerry –

Having lived on the street on Maui and in Key West, and having stayed in homeless shelters in Key West, Birmingham and Kansas City, I do not blame the Republicans for homelessness. Nor do I blame the Democrats. Unless you include the wars they have waged, which have sucked huge amounts of money away from domestic needs, and those wars manufacture homeless people. Greed and prejudice are not limited to Republicans, when it comes to homeless people. I see tremendous prejudice toward homeless people in Key West and America, and most of it is in white people, and most of them claim Jesus saved them, which makes it all the more ironic, since Jesus was homeless when they claim he saved them.

Beyond that, Jerry, the homeless people I know and have known fell into that way of life through one or more what might be said unfortunate events or developments in their lives, over which, unless they were addicts, they had little to no control. Becoming homeless was the inevitable result of what had knocked them down, if not out, and I never heard a homeless person blame being homeless on the Republicans, although I have heard homeless vets blame being homeless on post traumatic stress (battle shock) incurred in combat.

PTS from something afflicted probably every homeless person I know and have known. As you know, PTS is time release, a ticking time bomb, with its own detonation time. For example, it is known that schizophrenia often erupts in young adults, around 21 years of age, following a traumatic life experience some years before. Being sexually molested in childhood can explode years or even decades later. Death of a spouse or child can send a person to hell, dysfunction, if not right away, then later. Early life rigid, oppressive religious training can result in horrible PST later in life, which might be diagnosed as bipolar or several other mental disorders. There are many causes of PST, including traumatic divorce, business bankruptcy, losing a job.

I lived and socialized in close quarters with lots of homeless men and quite a few homeless women, who had been homeless for a while. Every one of them had a loose screw or two or three. I was well trained in psychological and soul healing, and I knew I was way out of my depth trying to help any of them fix what really was wrong with them. For beneath all of what I described above was destruction of the feminine in them, which cannot be fixed by human methods. That’s why I started going to city commission meetings and, during citizen comments, telling the mayor and city commissioners, and everyone else there and watching on the city TV channel, that only God can change homeless people.

Your and my dear friend, Dorothy Sherman, who started the soup kitchen out of her own pocket, and kept nursing it along in that way until enough people were involved and enough food was being donated and the kitchen became “self-sufficient” as long as that support continued, maintained, “It is our job to feed homeless people, it is God’s job to save them.” I did not know that was Dorothy’s mantra when I was telling the mayors and city commissioners that only God can change homeless people. I only learned Dorthy’s mantra after she was dead, when one of her main helpers told me in 2006.

I found myself thinking today of all the wonderful things that could have been done with all the money testosterone-driven Republicans and Democrats wasted on stupid, ruinous, evil foreign US wars, starting with Vietnam and coming forward to now. Yet even if those wars had not been fought, if all that money had gone into educating children, providing safety nets for the needy, providing health insurance for all Americans, it would not have done away with homeless people.

Long-term homeless people are severely injured, Jerry. They do not feel able to be part of mainstream. They have given up on mainstream working for them. And that is without factoring in 95 percent of them, probably, are addicts. And at least half of them are mentally ill. All of them have PST. Yes, some of them can be turned around, if they really want to be turned around, and if they get a lot of help, and if they get off their narcotic of choice, and if they say off of it, which will be a really steep struggle for them with their feminine destroyed.

In that regard, the destroyed feminine, they are mainstream’s shadow, its reflection. They are ALL of mainstream’s shadow, not just the Republican part of mainstream. How many of Key West’s elected city officials do you figure are Republicans, Jerry? Key West is predominantly Democratic. And yet look at how much prejudice is here toward homeless people. More than prejudice, Jerry. Hatred. Loathing. Charles Eimers discovered this. Every homeless person in Key West know this. I simply speak for them. I have no stake in their outcome. I do not make money off of them being homeless. Perhaps that’s why what I say for them is different from what other people say for them, who are making a living off of them.

The soup kitchen is all volunteer. That’s why you don’t hear any hype out of the soup kitchen about fixing homeless people. Hype gets grant funding. Hype gets donations. Hype gets good citizen awards at city commission meetings. Compassion gets food for the soup kitchen, and people to cook and serve the food to homeless people. And to supply them with clothes, shoes, blankets, rain gear, open ears and kind words, and scolding when they deserve it. I saw Dorothy Sherman scold when a homeless person deserved it.

I saw Frisbee Dave yesterday at the soup kitchen.

Frisbee Dave 3

We had a few pleasant words in the line, waiting to be served, but he declined my offer to sit with him as we ate what the volunteers had cooked and served to us. He said he enjoyed silence. He has bipolar disorder. He has declined offers of help from old friends on the mainland to provide him an apartment where they live, and paying work.

Dave and Jackie

Dave prefers his life now. Although he used a lot of marijuana in the past, and probably booze and other narcotics, I don’t think he does any of that now. Nor does he use tobacco. He still gets lots of physical exercise. I suppose he’s an anomaly among long-term homeless people, yet he shares their common root affliction: a destroyed feminine.

Humanity’s root affliction, too. There but for the grace of God any of us could be Dave, or any other homeless person in Key West.

The destroyed feminine gets mention in new comments I submitted yesterday and this morning to Dennis Reeves Cooper’s “Je Suis Charlie” article in Key West the Newspaper (www.thebluepaper.com).

I dont suppose this candid commentary will go down swell in Key West circles, or anywhere.

Sloan

Jerry wrote:

SLOAN: the underlying factor is inequality—–1% of the population owns 50%
of the world’s wealth—–it is an illusion to think the republicans do Not want to make this worse
People are ground up like hamburger in this process —–it is delusional not to
understand this. FACT—–inhumanity, sadism , greed and amorality.
Your writing on this I am saving it is well done and worth re-reading
from your wealth of experience. thanks –Jerry

I replied:

Thanks, Jerry,

Inequality, inhumanity, sadism, greed and amorality are symptoms, the underlying cause is destruction of the feminine.

The Republicans are seriously fucked up. So is their other religion, Christianity. Alas, they have lots of company in America, who are not Republicans. Most Democrats in Congress voted for the invasion of Iraq. A Democrat president continued that war and the other Republican war in Afghanistan. A Democrat president gave us the Vietnam war, which Republicans loved.

America is dying, if not dead and just doesn’t know it yet, of testosterone poisoning. And there is no human fix for that. Meaning, if God don’t fix it, it ain’t gonna be fixed. I realize that’s not how you think, but it’s still the diagnosis and prognosis my children and their children will have to come to terms with, or not, after I am gone from this life, unless something seriously supernatural and effective happens meanwhile.

Sloan

In the current edition of Key West the Newspaper (www.thebluepaper.com),published every Friday online by Arnaud and Naja Girard. Arnaud is French, Naja is American.

Arnaud GirardNaja

JE SUIS CHARLIE!

by Dennis Reeves Cooper

Dennis Reeves Cooper, Ph.D

This is a followup to my letter to the editor that was published last week. It was in reference to the massacre of eight employees at a small newspaper in Paris by Islamic terrorists. The newspaper, Charlie Hebdo, which specializes in satire, had published cartoons that made fun of the Prophet Muhammad. Reportedly, however, the newspaper’s editors are equal opportunity satirists, routinely ridiculing powerful people in government and business as well as political, corporate, social– and religious organizations. All religious organizations, not just Islam.

So why would a couple of Islamic nutcakes be motivated to shoot up a newspaper office just because the editors published a couple of cartoons depicting the Prophet Muhammad? The answer is quite simple. The Muslim religion apparently prohibits any artistic depiction of the Prophet, calling such depictions sacrilegious. That’s it. That’s all there is to it. In the terrorists’ minds, the newspaper published the cartoons, so the cartoonists and the editors and the writers had to die. You can understand the simple logic of that reasoning, can’t you? They were simply revenging the Prophet.

Most of the international response to the massacre has been in support of free speech and to decry the murderous behavior of religious crazies who apparently feel that they have a moral right to kill those who dare to say or publish something that offends them. But some commentators have actually suggested that the editors of Charlie Hebdo had “crossed a line” and should have, therefore, not have been surprised when that they were attacked. And in fact, some commentators pointed out, the newspaper had even been “warned” by previous threats. So, these commentators inferred, the newspaper should not have published the cartoons.

No, no, no, no! That’s not how free speech works. The concept of protected speech is not to protect non-controversial and tasteful speech. Non-controversial and tasteful speech rarely needs protection in free societies. The real purpose of the free speech concept is to protect controversial and even offensive and tasteless speech. I believe that most Americans share my attitude concerning free speech: I may not agree with what you’re saying, but I strongly believe that you have the absolute right to say it or publish it.

During the years that I ran Key West The Newspaper, there were many critics who complained that we occasionally “crossed a line” when we exposed corruption and incompetence in city and county governments and in local and county law enforcement– and especially when we revealed a sex scandal or two. But nobody threatened to kill us– even when, back in 2006, we reprinted a couple of cartoons that made fun of the prophet Muhammad. Those cartoons had originally been published by a Danish newspaper– which had resulted in the editors receiving death threats. I re-published two of those cartoons to make a free speech statement.

But last week, the threats became real in Paris. Eight journalists were gunned down for simply exercising their right to free speech. Speech that was offensive to some maybe. But speech that was their right to publish nevertheless. Some of the commentators who suggested that Charlie Hebdo “went over the line” also pointed out that there are extremists in all religions, not just in the Muslim world. True. But there are few examples of extremists in religions other than Islam who go around killing people who write or say things that they disagree with. Comedian Bill Maher has made a career out of ridiculing Christianity as simply a fairy tale and suggesting that, if you are a true believer, you are simply stupid. As far as I know, no Christian extremist– no matter how offended he or she might be– has ever attempted to kill Maher.

I am also pleased to report that, when I published those Danish cartoons in KWTN, nobody threatened to kill me either. In fact, nobody ever even sued us for anything we published. But if you are a longtime reader, you may recall that former Police Chief Buz Dillon did have me arrested for publishing something he didn’t like. Fortunately for me, the ACLU agreed with me that it was a free speech thing and sued Dillon and the city on my behalf. Ultimately, the state law that Dillon used to arrest me was declared unconstitutional and the City of Key West bought me a new sports car and a new computer system for the newspaper. And not long after that, Dillon was fired and the voters of Key West created an independent Citizen Review Board to oversee the Key West Police Department. Free speech continues to be alive and well in Key West.

One more thing you need to know about the remaining staff of Charlie Hebdo. This week, they published the first issue of the newspaper since the massacre. A cartoon of the Prophet Muhammad is featured on page one. (How do you say cojones in French?) Ironically, the terrorists’ goal of killing Charlie Hebdo has had just the opposite effect. Before the attack, the newspaper sold about 60,000 copies on a good week. This week, five million copies were published– and they are already sold out. Over the weekend,more than a million people marched in a rally in Paris in support of free speech and Charlie Hebdo. Signs are everywhere in Paris: “Je Suis Charlie!” (I am Charlie!) The newspaper is way more famous than before. And the dumbass terrorists have been caught and shot down like dogs. I refer to them as “dumbass” because one of the reasons they got caught is that one of them left his ID in the getaway car. Duh!

Finally, I need to add a note here about hypocrisy. Muslims around the world are decrying the publication of the new issue of Charlie Hebdo with the cartoon of Muhammad on the cover, warning that it could provoke new attacks on the newspaper. Meanwhile, newspapers in Muslim countries routinely publish the vilest of cartoons depicting Jesus in particular and Jews in general. In France, while free speech has been much discussed and promoted in recent days, I am told that there is a federal law on the books that makes it a criminal offense to deny that the Holocaust ever happened. While I agree that it is beyond tasteless and stupid to deny the Holocaust, stating a stupid opinion about it should not be against the law. From a free speech standpoint, that makes about as much sense as passing a law making it a criminal offense to publish a cartoon depicting Muhammad or criticizing Jesus.

One more note, this one related to Journalism 101. Stories about the Charlie Hebdo cartoons have been published around the world over the past week or so, but many of the media have not included photos of the actual cartoons– an integral element of the story. As a former journalism teacher, let me see if I’ve got this right. They run a story about cartoons that apparently provoked a mass killing but, for some reason, don’t show the cartoons– or if they show them, they blur them. Among the explanations I’ve heard is that editors thought they might be considered offensive by some readers or viewers. Bull! They haven’t run the cartoons because management feared retaliation by Islamic terrorists– just as the management of many movie theaters opted not to run the satiric movie “The Interview” after bomb threats from, allegedly, North Korea. In the movie, a comedy, two hapless journalists find themselves involved in a fictional plot to assassinate North Korea leader Kim Jong-un. The movie has since been released online.

I do have an admission here: Back in 2006, when I made the decision to run a couple of the Danish cartoons in Key West The Newspaper, I hesitated for a moment– but I was reasonably certain that there were no serious Islamic terrorists here in Key West who might want to raid our offices.

If you want to see the Charlie Hebdo cartoons, go online to huffingtonpost.com “These are the Charlie Hebdo cartoons that the terrorists thought were worth killing over.” You might be surprised at how tame they are. But keep in mind that the perceived “crime” here is publishing any depiction of the Prophet Muhammad at all.

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Dennis Reeves Cooper founded Key West The Newspaper in 1994 and was editor and publisher for 18 years before he retired in 2012.

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7 thoughts on “JE SUIS CHARLIE!”

  1. If we are talking about hypocrisy here, let’s also include our cozy relationship with Saudi Arabia, whose “free speech” credentials are amongst the worst in the world. In fact, the Saudi form of Islam is perhaps the most narrow minded and oppresive of all, and yet, they are amongst America’s closest allies. How’s that for hypocrisy?

  2. I agree speech should be free, and should not be interfered with, unless it is tantamount to yelling “fire” in a crowded theater. My goodness, many times I have stood near rabid Christian fanatics on Duval Street in Key West shouting and even screaming horrible things about Fantasy Fest participants, homosexuals, nudity, even as KW Police stood nearby protecting the rabid fanatics and even interfering with other people, including me, getting in the fanatics faces with words of their own. I doubt anyone ever thought of doing bodily injury to those fanatics, but if it had happened, and they acted surprised it happened, then they truly were out of touch with reality.

    What happened in France was monstrous, the work of the devil, literally, those Muslim terrorists were demonically possessed, as were the rabid Christian fanatics at Fantasy Fest, who, I felt would very much have liked to have had AK 47s in their hands, mowing down anyone and everyone in their line of sight. If you have not seen these people at Fantasy Fest, you cannot imagine the looks in their eyes, the saliva drooling out of their mouths, the veins standing up on their necks, the shrill in their voices.

    The people at Charlie had to know they were targets, that what did happen to them, very well could happen to them. That does not make them at fault, it only is stating the obvious. Naja and Arnaud made themselves targets in the Charles Eimers case. Dennis Cooper, you made yourself a target in a number of articles you published, when you owned and ran the blue paper. You knew you could end up shot or disappeared. You had to know it. I know I could end up shot or disappeared, for what I publish about KWPD at http://www.goodmorningkeywest.com.

    I also know, Dennis, because I had the personal experience with you, that you did not always honor free speech, in that something you wrote, to which I responded, you did not publish to set the full story before your readers. Nor did you ever publish that the warrant issued for your arrest was approved by Judge Wayne Miller, and but for Miller approving the warrant, you would not have been arrested and that story about you and Buz Dillon would have played out very differently. Miller skated clean away in that situation, even though, as a lawyer and a judge, he never should have signed the warrant, and you never went after him in the blue paper, and you never sued him for signing the warrant, which he, as a lawyer and a judge, had far better reason to know was not okay, than did Buz Dillon.

    Nor, Dennis, did you ever report what Buz himself told me shortly before he turned in his badge and left Key West, after he was asked by City Manager Julio Avael to resign. Buz told me that you and he were buddies. He was fed up with the Citizen and the Keynoter’s reporting, or misreporting, so he was feeding all cop shop news to you, for you to scoop those two newspapers. And then you got wind of an Internal Affairs investigation and broke the story without talking beforehand with Buz. He said you damaged the IA investigation, maybe you did, maybe you didn’t. But he felt you did, and he was really pissed off and lost his head and had the warrant presented to Judge Miller for your arrest. Buz said he screwed up, and now he was leaving Key West because he had screwed up.

    This, Dennis, is the kind of stuff that I tend to end up getting to report. The last time I commented under one of your articles since Naja and Arnaud acquired the blue paper, and went into all of the above, Naja did not clear my comment from moderation. She protected you, like you protected Judge Miller., And guess who later presided over your DUI case? Judge Miller And guess who put you on probation? Judge Miller. And guess who released you from probation based on your word in a letter, which you sent to him, saying you had completed all the terms of your probation? Judge Miller. That’s what was in the court file the court clerk gave to me to inspect. Nothing in that file indicating Judge Miller had verified with your probation officer that you had completed the terms of your probation.

    I hate what happened to the people at Charlie. I hate what happened to Charles Eimers. I imagine his children view the KW cops who killed their father and then covered it up and perjured themselves in their incident reports, in their reports to the Florida Department of Law Enforcement, in their testimony before the fake grand jury, and in their depositions in the federal lawsuit filed against them by the Eimers children, about like you and I view the Muslim terrorists who killed the Charlie folks. That’s right, we have terrorists right here in Key West, they killed Charles Eimers and laughed while they did it. I bet most, if not all, of them are Christians and attend church.

    Freedom of speech is really important, which is why I gave you a soul drawing in 2002 about freedom of speech, and on it I wrote, “The pen is mightier than the sword, thus the sword defends the pen,” and you ended up giving the drawing back to me, because you had no use for it, you said, and I’ve been living it ever since.

    Maybe more later.

  3. I must insist on proof of this statement, “Meanwhile, newspapers in Muslim countries routinely publish the vilest of cartoons depicting Jesus in particular and Jews in general.”

  4. As for the “cartoons” Charlie ran, those were seriously rough, inflammatory drawings. On par with, or maybe even more aggressive than, Arnaud’s “cartoons” in the Eimers case. However, I do not feel Charlie’s cartoons were the prime cause of the assassinations. France’s role in the Middle East and its role in the Persian Gulf War, and its role in later wars in Muslim countries is the seed for the Charlie assassinations. Same seed in the American vein led to 9/11. Charlie is a minnow compared to 9/11. However, France is much closer, as the raven flies, to Muslim countries, than is America. France, Britain, America, and their allies need not but look in the mirror to find their enemy.

    I went into that in my post today at http://www.goodmorningkeywest.com, which starts with a review of “American Sniper”, and then segues into Dennis Cooper’s “Je Suis Charlie” article and the reader comments.

    I dreamed all night about what I would publish today, and that it had to be from the feminine subjective perspective and response, as opposed to the testosterone steroid perspective and response. Absence of the feminine is the cause of all of humanity’s ails. The wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, 9/11, the assassination of Charlie’s journalists, the killing of Charles Eimers and the ensuing massive cover up all are examples of absence of the feminine. Rest assured, the Devil likes her gone.

  5. Seriously, either publish links to examples of the vile cartoons depicting Jesus and Jews or retract your lie!

    And I would also like to comment that the only “dumbass” is the person who believes that the perpetrators accidently left their ID in the “get away car”. Likely the same dumbasses who believe that the passports of the 911 “terrorist” were found in prestine condition laying on NYC streets while the buildings were left in ash.

    From what I’ve read, a columnist at Charlie Hebdo was fired in 2009 for “anti-semitism”.

  6. Cojones [Español]] –> Couilles [Français] –> Balls [English]

  7. Dennis,
    Excellent article. Well thought out and written. Sensitive and controversial issues surrounding this tragedy are intelligently explored…Thank you…

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    Naja and other blue paper readers …

    Around noon today, I lay down for a nap. Just as I was drifting off, a vision came of a woman with a poisonous forked-tongue snake squeezing out of her mouth. Then came a number of difficult dreams. Then I awoke, wondering what all that was about?

    I went online to see if I could find out there what it was all about. Nothing in my email account. I went to the blue paper and looked at reader comments under Dennis Reeves Coopers’ “Je Suis Charlie” article, and saw Sister’s second demand that Dennis publish proof of Muslim anti-semitic cartoons of Jesus and Jews.

    Google-imaging “anti-semitic cartoons from the arab and muslim world” brought up lots of anti-Jewish/Israel cartoons.

    Then, I went to my website, http://www.goodmorningkeywest.com and looked at reader comments and found this comment from Sister, which I had not yet seen. She submits comments there using asloanthedeceiver@gmail.com email address.

    Submitted 1/11/2015
    “And here’s something for your followers to contemplate. I asked the editor of the jewpaper to share this video with her jew columnists but I doubt she will.”

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LAWuVy0QW18&feature=youtu.be

    “Certainly makes one wonder doesn’t it?”

    Naja, I don’t know which Jew paper or Jew columnist Sister means. Key West the Newspaper? Did she submit the same comment to the blue paper? Does Sister know you are Jewish?

    Earlier related conversations with Sister athttp://www.goodmorningkeywest.com:

    Sister to me, 1/5/2015
    “Jews have been kicked out of over 100 countries…ever wonder why?”

    Me to Sister, 1/5/2015
    “No, I don’t wonder why, but I wonder why you kick Jews around? You really do seem Nazi in that regard. I told you before, I think, I published it a number of times, my Jewish New Age friend, who was taken into the same training I was in, was told by Jesus and Michael, he told me, that the reason for the Jewish diaspora, including the Holocaust, was the Jews had rejected the Christ teachings brought by one of their own, Jesus. I can’t imagine how you twist your mind to think I am a Jewish sympathizer. No Jew I know could be easy with what I write and say about their sect; nor can any Christian I know be comfortable with what I say about their sect; nor can any Muslim be comfortable with what I say about Islam. All three religions are lost, although there are individuals in those religions who are doing okay, or better than okay, spiritually.

    Sister to me, 1/6/2015
    “Why? Because they are at the very apex of the problem. Fact.”

    Me to Sister, 1/6/2016
    “No, Sister, Jews are not the problem, but you can believe that, if you wish. You have much company. The problem is separation from God and demonic infection, or more serious, demonic possession; and it is in all segments of humanity, USA, Christendom, Islam, Judaism, and all other religions, all political parties, it’s everywhere.”

    Naja, about 2 weeks ago, I submitted a comment under one of your articles, that Sister is a Nazi and hates Jews, has them at the apex of humanity’s problems, and you did not clear that comment from moderation. Sister is the woman with the poisonous forked-tongued snake coming out of her mouth in my dream.

    Starting today, I am hiding Sister’s comments to articles athttp://www.goodmorningkeywest.com and my other websites, until she gives me her real name and the city in which she lives and a recent photo of herself, and I am able to verify that. If she’s going to spew this kind of rhetoric, then she’s going do it fully exposed, like you, Arnaud and I do it.

    Given my position on Israel, and that USA should get entirely out of the Middle East and stop all aid to and support of Israel; and given I myself am 1/8 Jewish through my Polish great grandfather, and he and one of this brothers who came to USA in the latter 1880s are the only parts of that bloodline the Nazis did not exterminate; and given I was raised Christian; and given my cheery positions on Christendom, Judaism and Islam, I suppose I am sufficiently stained and mongrelized to have no dog other than that world spelled backward with a capital G in the Islam/Judaism/Christendom conversation.

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    This comment is an amendment to my comment yesterday re Sister and Christendom, Judaism and Islam, caused by my being mangled in dreams last night. In my dream and spirit code, a snake is female gender. In the context of Christendom, Judaism and Islam, the snake represents the fall from Eden, which all three religions blame entirely on Eve, even though Adam also knew he was not supposed to eat the fruit from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. That story resulted in the destruction of the feminine in all three religions, which lies at the root of all three religions being testosterone-driven and demonically possessed. Many times I have published that destruction of the feminine in human beings is the cause of all of humanity’s ails, including all wars. If I receive further corrections from my spirit handlers, who are Magdalene Melchizedek, Jesus, Archangel Michael and Kali, I will report those corrections here.

I felt poisoned yesterday. It started lifting as I began work on the first of my comments to Sister’s demand that Dennis Reeves Cooper provided Muslim cartoons attacking Jews and Jesus. After I submitted that comment and called Naja Girard and told her I had submitted it, and I felt she should publish it, since Dennis had opened that door wide, I stopped feeling poisoned. Even so, as my dreams proved, I had not submitted to the blue paper all that needed to be said. And maybe there is even more that needs to be said.

Meanwhile, today is Martin Luther King Day in America.

Martin Luther King

Luther King Marches

Racism is rooted in destruction of the feminine and resulting demonic possession. Dr. King used much the same approach Gandhi used in India: non-violent demonstrations and marches, which is the feminine approach, which Jesus used in the Gospels. For their good efforts, all three men ended up being killed by their enemies. Today, many of their followers still assassinate them. The only cure for that, and for humanity’s many ails, is a Divine Intervention of the feminine into all of humanity.

Je Suis Eve

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