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 thought I’d show you the platform here, which is finally done.
A bunch of folks are converging for this task in a few minutes . . . just like this little mushroom village appeared this morning on one of the wild hugel kulture beds.
And that single iris? Well she is now in full bloom, after a cleansing rain overnight.
Tomorrow, hopefully, you’ll see the yurt, and possibly even a film later on to show its construction.
Here’s the instructions, sent to me by richard@campingyurts.com, last June 2022, when the yurt arrived and had to wait nearly a full year on my front screened in porch.
Whee!
Notice? Flag upside down for a while on May 17th.
And why are we not surprised?
May 17th. Hmmm . . . remember Q? 17th letter of the alphabet? That Q, who let us anons know beforehand that “future proves past,” astonishing revelations that would roll out over time? So that we would get prepared? So that we would transform into “digital soldiers,” individually researching and synergistically collaborating to birth entirely new platforms for reporting “the news?”
As in “we are the news now?
So that we would learn that Trump was/is not just rude, he is/was correct: MSM is totally FAKE. And that this matters, greatly.
Here’s an article on the subject from americanmilitarynews.com that also contains the original tweet.
”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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