Musk Sticks for Dave Whatt
These are the delightful pink things this Wench has a penchant for.. amongst so many other things not pink!
Very Aussie and been around since.. well, long before I was born o.O
Lost in a forest without trees……..
Below the squiggly line is a recent FB post I came across regarding Remembrance Day. I shake my head in disbelief at some of the comments that followed : citing propaganda and trickery in the form of the ‘Illuminati’.. conspiracies and brainwashing.. Yet, from my perspective on reading the post, the ideals being expressed held the same kind of ‘propaganda’ being condemned; all in the same breath; different yet the same (my teenage daughter uses this expression often). The similarity is unseen due to the cloud of new-age idealism so thick it’s blinding.
… something about the forest for the trees? ……
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(I have left the original post intact – hence grammatical/spelling errors shine as an example of the so called ‘dumbing-down’ conspiracy in our education system)
War is not something to celebrate, it is something to boycott. The system wants you to honour people who killed people, HELLOOOO!!!! Can you see that is a big bag of insanity???
If you kill someone you go to jail; if you kill someone whilst wearing a green jacket you get a medal. Please! Aren’t we more intelligent than to fall for this nonsense?
People are killed in the name of the global elite profiting from war, post war construction and economic control. Murder and military, falsely glorified or not, is not to be celebrated. It is to be boycotted. Wakey wakey gang, together we can do it.
They bought into the earlier versions of the same propaganda we are fed today. We have been tricked people and we are still being tricked. That is the whole point – that the secret global agenda is once again getting us to focus on low frequency energy. aka fear vibration. ONce you look into who is running the institutions that we only see the shop front for because they own all the major media and control everything that we see; then all the pieces start to make sense. What you focus your energy/attention on is what you perpetuate and create and they know this very well. I have respect for all people, especially the elderly. But we are being royally screwed and so many people still are not looking at it. I pay my respects to those who thought they were honouring their country but guess what – the devision of countries is all a scam. The ‘Illuminati’ as they call themselves have their people in governments, military and industry all around the world. Hence we are being fed poisonous foods – legally. Being dumbed down in the education system – on purpose, and being systematically devided by religion and science to keep us powerless and focused on the smokescreen. World war II’s conscription campaign is dealt by the same hands that are selling us todays ‘War on terror”. The truth of what is going on is so far from what we are told on tv that it is mind boggling.
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YM’s response:
Lord, save me from those that know little yet speak volumes to many who know nothing at all………….
Rememberance Day isn’t about celebrating war.. but remembering those who have fallen in the course of a war. Politicians and those that instigate wars for political and/or economic gains are not those that are the focus of Rememberance Day.. I am an opinionated opponent of the destructive evils of war and those that actively advocate the indiscriminate slaughter that ensues from war..
Don’t blur the lines.
I don’t watch TV… my misanthropic nature means I don’t get ‘force-fed’ well by anyone on anything … be that politics, religion, food or low frequency energy. I tend to question intentions; those open or hidden: And the only agenda I subscribe to is the one that sees me thinking for myself and still being able to offer one minute of silence for those that have lost their lives (military and civilian) in times and places of chaos that none of us here, right now, could possibly imagine.
~Blip~ YM
Peas in a Pod
I just spent the last 3 hours with one of the craziest people I know. She ordered dinner in a strange accent *blank stare* then proceeded to enlighten me on the dangers of airborne chopsticks by giving me a demonstration. For every comment I made, she had a witty and sharp response that had me in stitches and she made up for her lack of chopstick finesse with her flamboyant and somewhat scary hand movements used in conjunction with random outbursts of strange languages and head movements. I’m sure some of the nearby patrons were looking for a safer table to be seated at ..
I found myself out-witted at every sentence… she held court and I wasn’t complaining. Her animated hand-flaps only enhanced the comic performance – and her double dare with the chocolate mousse was hysterical. I felt blessed to be in such witty, sharp and intelligent company.
Walking past the local pub, there was an open-mike session being thrashed out – she walked up to the bouncer and sweetly ask that he end the singers misery – the bouncer politely declined with a smile. I dragged her off in the other direction for a cup of orange peko tea at my favourite street cafe.
Much to the amusement of those around us, she proceeded to vent her spleen about the so-called ‘music’ she was being forced to listen to – accompanied by eccentric hand movements and random accent changes that made me snort tea through my nose …. whilst demonstrating her natural ability to play ‘air-guitar’. pure genius
I took this moment to observe this incredibly funny human being I was sharing space with and noted the similiarities between us –
same coloured hair;
same broad shoulders;
same arched eyebrow used to emphasise her displeasure/joy/cynicism/mirth that incorporated that dry, facetious sense of humour;
but it was her eyes that held my attention the most.. large, encircled by long black lashes.. they are mine, just younger and less tired.
Daring. Inquisitive. Adventurous. Challenging. Intelligent. Witty.
Watching my youngest daughter reminded me of just how blessed I am for the wonderful gift of my children and I thank the Divine for affording me the pleasure of this journey with them.
.. though, she is crazy. I mean.. seriously – dancing in the streets with ‘yeah.. shake that booty girlfriend’ borders on nuts! I don’t know where she gets that from.. I’m thinking tainted gene pool. ah huh. *nods*
Peace, Love and a few freaky kids thrown in for good measure!!~
YM xxx
3 monkeys and a fluff ball..
. . See nothing; hear nothing; and most importantly.. say nothing..
This is the working ethos *I used the word working very loosely here*.. for 90% of those working in a government department. Though the ‘say nothing’ only relates to sharing information and experience… if its ‘talking about someone else behind their backs’ in the staff lunch room – then it’s a no-holds barred bitch session. I’m a Mushroom. I sit in my corner.. Most people dismiss me because I’m a quiet Mushroom…. some would even venture to suggest I’m a ‘nice’ Mushroom. But I see everything. I hear everything.. and ‘nice’ packed her bags and left the planet about 5 years ago without leaving a note. *small smile*
NOTE: most mushrooms look pretty and safe. Not all are edible. Some will kill you. Others will just make you wish you’d read the whole label instead of skimming over the important bits….and assuming you could tell its toxicity by its looks….. *slow blink and a chuckle**
For the record…
I’m a little like tempered glass….
Omnia dicta fortiora, si dicta latina
Grrrrrr
Men.. pffftttt..
Verbose and Venting.
hmm.. a place where I can vent my angst … this could be either extraordinarily dull or just plain ordinary….. I dont want to aim too high.. this is MSN for god’s sake.. playground of the mediocre!
~~ Wench Had A Moment ~~ 