Belated Merry Christmas 2018 and Happy New Year 2019.
My sister continues to rank as the San Francisco’s Library’s #1 reader of audio books.
Super Spencer Solar Guy and his much better-looking counterpart, Nancy Apple Gal, bring laughs to Marlene’s face with the time they share with her.
This traditionally solid turd dog has developed a case of the unbalancing shakes, often referred to as Parkinsonian symptoms. While stumbling a bit outside of the medical box, I have been searching for the causes of the symptoms rather than merely masking them with drugs. Consequently, I am getting an education and new vocabulary touching on such subjects as: Nutritional healing, dopamine, Carbidopa and Levodopa, homeopathy, acupuncture, kinesiology, exercise therapy, herbals, CBD, neurology, immunology, the electromagnetic frequencies (EMF), etc.
Recently, my cell tower/DECT phone/Wi-Fi/smart meter emf radiation has been up to 52 times the Extreme Level of 1,000 micro watts per square meter, or 52,000 versus the extreme level of 1,000.
So, I’ve been remembering that song that mama used to sing to me, “Don’t let your babies grow up to… have fried brains.”
The recent attack on my solidarity has taken a toll on my wood-butchering, yard work, pulling weeds, etc.… It has also taken a toll on my efforts to build a robust American World National Service Corps that would help make America and the world strive to be better for people and the climate… again.
If you can help spread the word, here are some links that propagandized the idea that America should be sending peaceful developmental armies rather than dreadful drones into action. America should get the world’s nations to peacefully compete via sending missions rather than missiles.
Let’s compete in doing good rather than in doing bombast. It is the spirit of Christmas and of New Year’s resolutions, isn’t it?
Make a resolution that helps.
Good health to you and yours.