Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
I live in an academic town. So of course I see Harris/Walz signs popping up on lawns during this final lead-up to the November 5 election. Every time I walk by one of these signs I have to stop myself from pulling it up and stomping on it. Geez Ann! Get a grip!
If I was to put a Trump sign on my front lawn, it wouldn’t be fair to the others who live in Green Acres Permaculture Village, since I’m the only one who doesn’t shear left automatically.
On the other hand, that’s an excuse. The deeper reason is, who knows what kind of animus I would face, not from my near neighbors, but from the many who walk down the street.

And that makes me wonder how many Trump supporters there are, in Bloomington, who, like me, do not announce the fact with a sign. Hey, and what about the Harris supporters? Are the occupants of houses that don’t automatically cleave to this sign branding not Harris supporters?
It reminds me of what I’ve thought about forever; how the space between any two points is where the meaning lies. The points, in this case, being yard signs, for either “side.” What about that vast space in the middle, where nobody is saying what they really believe? And why not?
A few relevant memes:

Yeah, I tell myself, I should initiate a political discussion? In this town? Why sacrifice myself to the mob? Because that’s what I imagine it would feel like. Better to “let sleeping dogs lie.”
Sad, how education — at every level — has devolved into indoctrination . . .


Might as well, eh?
However, as regarding the current left/right polarity, here’s the more inclusive view that, when my mind is flexible enough, expands into. I.e., what counts is a larger space that includes both the left/righ polarity and the space between.

Concerning those who have been in stubborn denial about geoengineered “climate change”. . . have these latest steered and intensified hurricanes, with dozens of tornados over the southeast U.S., not to mention the seven feet of mud over what used to be Acapulco, and the dreadful, all consuming fires in dried out Wyoming and other western states . . . has all this begun to wake up those who have been so preoccupied with their material affairs on earth that they don’t care — or dare — to look up? Who have ignored all the chem trails crisscrossing above at least several times a week, for decades? The chem trails with aluminum and other chemicals that poison earth and all her creatures?
Dan Wigington has been documenting the ongoing crime of geoengineering, a global program begun in 1947, (same year as the CIA), ramped up in the ’60s, and, he claims, is now vaster than even the Manhattan Project, which employed 10,000 people. As usual with these programs (think the covid con), the minions (TV weathermen, etc.) who do grasp the agenda go along with this global con just to keep their paychecks coming.
RFK Jr. and Alex Jones, who have both been following Wigington’s research for years, have new interviews with him.
Here’s Wigington’s latest on geoengineeringwatch.org.
And, speaking of not bothering to look up . . .
If you go along with Clif High, which I tend to do, those responsible for the latest and other murderous devastations are not who we think. Above the globalists, he claims, sit what he calls “space aliens,” creatures from other worlds who pretend to be “gods” we are supposed to adore, while they dominate earth, feed off our loosh (fear), and perhaps (I don’t recall him saying this, but others do), chem trail earth to the point where the atmosphere is so changed that the space aliens will find it a great place for them to inhabit once they get rid of us.
Sound paranoid much?
Really? Even after these two obviously steered and intensified hurricanes that, BTW, are also aimed at destroying the upcoming 2024 vote in Republican states?
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
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Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
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