Timothy Glenn, astrological message at midyear, 2024: “LET THE FALLOUT BEGIN.”
I shouldn’t ever say what I’m going to post tomorrow (which I said yesterday), since almost inevitably, something comes
I shouldn’t ever say what I’m going to post tomorrow (which I said yesterday), since almost inevitably, something comes
I will post on this wonderful event tomorrow, after I’ve caught up at home.
Short version. I remember when the “blackmail” lightbulb went off in my mind, heart and soul. It was in
In my post yesterday, I assumed that Assange, at 52, having, through constant, indefatigable effort, shone the light of truth
BTW: the reason he’s going to a remote island to do the official deed tomorrow of agreeing to plead “guilty”
At the ripe old age of 81.5, I’ve been telling friends and family, near and far, for a few
Men Made History; Their Mothers Made Dinner You may think this Mickey Z post is “dated,” in that it’s no
5 AM walk this morning, on the sixth day of soon-to-be-blistering (chem-trailed? HAARP-ed? I noticed some frequency clouds) heat. Watching
. . . and what I, and I hope all of us all-too-human humans, do seem to be wrestling with
Happy Summer Solstice, folks! And let us recognize, that on this powerful day, 2024, what the Sun at 0° Cancer