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OKAY GUYS, HEADS UP...
THE INVISIBLE ARMY
Oklahoma City Release -- Put it out among your contacts- We are looking for anyone who was in Korea, served in a unit that had no insignia's on their uniforms, carried no ID cards nor did they wear dog tags. This unit may have been known as Ghost Walkers or simply Hq. Hq. Seoul.
These squads were quick response units brought in to stem the tide of NK's coming down causing problems. They may have been stationed out of ASCOM City and sent to various camps in the DMZ area or between the 38th and Seoul. They were the brain child of the CIA and Army Intel.
Survivers cannot get VA entitlements because the CIA is sitting on the records and refuses to acknowledge their existance. We need to find as many as possible ASAP to impress congress that there are others out here that need intervention to force the VA into granting their claims for.
It is a hell of a situation when you go fight for our country, come home and have to fight the United States Government for the promised lawful benefits. The Invisible Army is not the only guys who are being screwed.
You may contact THE RIGHT GUY about this at 541-276-3532 in the United States, if it has not already been nuked out by Islam fascists. We have reason to believe this good man is filtering info to the right lawyers in Florida to battle the VA. Send him the ammo needed. Good luck.
Howdy Howdy all!
Moon In Scorpio Today (And man do I feel it!)
If you're looking for liquid love and a guilt trip to match then CANCER is the sign for you. Oh don't panic, Cancers are water signs which makes them emotional but they are also the last of the infant signs of the zodiac which can make them a little needy in the mother department. Many of the fellas tend to be mamma's boys (my big brother is the Ultitmate Mamma's boy) and the Girls tend to be daddy's little princess and identify(sometimes compete) with their mothers and behave like them to enormous degree in many cases...but we are jumping the gun, how about some basics...
| Symbol: The Crab | Ruling Planet: Moon |
| Element: Water | Cross/Quality: Cardinal |
| Group: Emotional | House Ruled: Fourth |
| Polarity: Negative | Opposite Sign: Capricorn |
| Favorable Colors: White, Silver | Lucky Gem: Pearls, Moonstones |
| Key Body Part: Stomach / Breasts | Period: June 22 - July 22 |
Our Cancer friends are ruled by the Moon! How freaking awesome is that. The moon represents the inner nature of the self. This is where all the unconscious and instinctive as well as intuitive reactions stem from. This is often considered the characteristics of the "subconscious". This is where the home hearth lies. Also identified with the father/mother
More information than usual because this is my big brothers Sun Sign so I gave it a little extra attention...even though I really didnt feel like it LOL! But hey it's family right?
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KEYWORDS: intuitive, maternal PHRASE: I FEEL
It is a fundamentally conservative and home-loving nature, appreciating the nest like quality of a secure base to which the male can retire when he needs a respite from the stresses of life, and in which the Cancerian woman can exercise her strong maternal instincts. The latter tends to like and to have a large family. `Nest like' is an appropriate adjective for the Cancerian home, for its inhabitants tend to favor the dark, mysterious but comfortable type of house which has something of the air of a den about it, a place which belongs to the family rather than existing as a showcase to impress visitors.
That is not to say that the Cancerian is unsociable, just that for them there is a time to socialize and a time to be solitary, and this is part of the apparent contradiction in their nature. Outwardly they can appear formidable - thick-skinned, unemotional, uncompromising, obstinately tenacious, purposeful, energetic, shrewd, intuitive and wise, sometimes with a philosophical profundity of thought verging on inspiration. Their intimates, however, may see a very different character, one with a sympathetic and kindly sensitivity to other people, especially those they love.
Next up, Leo
How about some poetry....here goes...(Trying, trying, trying to stomp it out....how?
Leave me a place underground, a labyrinth,
where I can go, when I wish to turn,
without eyes, without touch,
in the void, to dumb stone,
or the finger of shadow.
I know that you cannot, no one, no thing
can deliver up that place, or that path,
but what can I do with my pitiful passions,
if they are no use, on the surface
of everyday life,
if I cannot look to survive,
except by dying, going beyond, entering
into the state, metallic and slumbering,
of primeval flame?--Pablo Neruda
Goddess Bless
Howdy Howdy all!
I forgot to show you the pics I took from the Roman Bachnaal weekend of Ren Faire! My and Torridgirl Had a great time and she once again did the bulk of the work on my costume and made her own as well! She is fantastic and is working feverishly to get her computer fixed so she can rejoin the mindsay party!
anyway here is me...aint I a doll. You dont have to answer that! Doesnt that topiary look like it's being balanced on my head?! LOL!!!
and now here is Torridgirl! How adorable is that? 
Checkout the fancy headdress I made MYSELF out of the fake foliage you buy at Michael's! That's right grape leaves and bunches! Talk about fancy! 
My favorite part of the Faire is always the fireworks because there is a bagpipe ensemble that plays feverishly the whole time the fireworks are going. Here is a video snippet... Oh well that is all for now. I gotta meet up with the Cocoa Goddess to study! How about some poetry....here goes....
Secret Poem
Yes. I have seen the end, and yes
I was disturbed by what I saw.
That I yet glimpse occasional
and frankly stirring satisfactions
in the way the paper draws the ink
may prove one mode of consolation.
That I continue to appreciate
a morning walk, an evening's
intercourse should also speak
encouragement, no? The end
appalls. Quite so. Though I wouldn't say
the end appalls more fully
than the interim. The present
situation—electoral
absurdity, real TV, unprovoked
slaughter thoroughly explained—such
assaults attain a state insisting
that the end arrive, and quickly.
The past is ever with us, but most
have pared it to a less demanding
heft, utilitarian. For me, the past
has become lately my own
articulation of that scene
I saw, just now, as very like the end.--Scott Cairns
Goddess Bless
I'm sure many of you remember at school when you played sports when everyone was being picked for teams.
I'm sure that many of you might know what it feels like to constantly be picked last. Maybe you felt horrible about it and made you feel unwanted, at least in sports.
It was such a day when everyone was being picked for the team. I didn't disillusion myself. I didn't give myself any false hope that I'd be one of the earlier ones. I wasn't that enthusiastic about sports, anyway.
It was down to three people. Sarah and I and I can't remember who the other one was. I didn't really care if I was last or not and fully expected it. We were waiting for the third-last person to be picked.
It wasn't me.
It wasn't Sarah.
'It's not fair, I'm always the last person to be picked!' Sarah screamed, bursting into tears. Some of the students rolled their eyes, her friends tried to comfort her.
'I'm knew I was going to be picked last,' she sobbed. 'I'm always picked last.'
I was still sitting there.
'Okay, let's start,' the teacher said. It was decided which team would be batting and which would be bowling. Sarah was still grumpy but had quieted down a little.
I was still sitting there, waiting to be picked.
The game started. I sat and quietly watched.
No one noticed.
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