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Dog Poet Transmitting…….
May your noses always be cold and wet.
Bright sunshine outside my window most days here; didn’t snow yet. It’s the first time for that. Yesterday, when I was outside, I said to myself, “This is the first day of Spring”. About ten years ago, Spring came on February 14th. This particular area of the country is the warmest, significantly. It is telling that it has come about so early this year. It’s suggesting something to me but I’m not getting it yet. What I am getting is that I don’t have any kind of a picture of what lies around the corner for me and I suspect that is the case with many of us.
I wanted to go to Maui because it is kind of halfway between Australia/New Zealand and the Zog-Occupied Zone of America and Canada, not that the former are not also Zog-hobbled. It seemed to me that could be a strategic decision and (surprisingly) there’s a lot of open land and potential there, though not nearly as much as everywhere else, what there is, is very high end on my scale of measurement. Fukushima is a concern but the whole planet is a concern. Those who think they have it sussed. through money, influential contacts, or whatever their variation of of Madame Cleo might be, are less informed than they think they are, with their underground bases, security details and friends in low places. Why? It’s because of Mr. Apocalypse and Lady Nature. Mr. Apocalypse was called forth from out of the heart of humanity to deal with the mass of suffering being perpetrated upon humanity and upon the planet as well.