Sea Cape Cod by Michael Mosier

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the Golden Sun dripped, blue skied, crisp, clean, comfortable island of Nantucket!  Great to be with you on this Twenty-Eighth Day of April, 2016, Thursday according to Reuters.  Always a pleasure sending this ‘message in a bottle’ out on these ’series of tubes’ (credit: late Alaska Senator Ted Stevens), called the Internet! 

Ahoy!

In 1976 a fine film came out that Hollywood would never put out in this early part of the 21st Century, as it goes against the whole point of that wretched, demonic business today.  Hollywood, “once upon a time”, was a pure and dignified institution, now it is literal hor$e$hit that has clearly gone down the toilet!  However, before it was completely taken over by ‘the men behind the curtain’, a little known film exploded in the nation’s consciousness, for a while at least… A great movie introducing the audience to “Mr. Beale” (played by the late, great Peter Finch), an anchor on a nationally broadcasted news station that begins WAKE UP! to the truth behind the lies on television (and everywhere in America today, and hence the world at large…), and the powerful, dark force it was then and certainly is today.  The name of that film is “Network” and it might just be worth a look SEA!

Here is a quote from “Mr. Arthur Jensen”, (played by the great Ned Beatty), one of those men behind said curtain, a powerful plutocrat, who brought in “Mr. Beale” for a little talk regarding his recent snapping on TV and the blunt, raw truth screamed out over the airwaves he and his friends own; ‘commentary’ on the brainwashed, bleach blonde, propagandized, powerful weapon called “TV”…

ENJOY!

“…you have meddled with the primal forces of nature Mr. Beale, and I won’t have it! Is that clear?  You think you’ve merely stopped a business deal.  That is not the case!  The Arabs have taken billions of dollars from this country, and now they must put it back!  It is ebb and flow, tidal gravity!  It is ecological balance!  You are an old man who thinks in terms of nations and peoples.  There are no nations.  There are no peoples.  There are no Russians.  There are no Arabs.  There are no third worlds.  There is no West.  There is only a “holistic” system of systems, one vast and immane, interwoven, interacting, multivariate, multinational dominion of dollars.  Petro-dollars, electro-dollars, multi-dollars, reichmarks, rins, rubles, pounds, and shekels.  It is the international system of currency which determines the totality of life on this planet.  That is the natural order of things today.  That is the atomic and subatomic and galactic structure of things today!  And YOU have meddled with the primal force of nature, and YOU…WILL…ATONE!  Am I getting through to you, Mr. Beale?  You get up on you twenty-one inch screen and howl about America and democracy.  There is no America.  There is no democracy.  There is only IBM, and ITT and AT&T, and DuPont, Dow, Union Carbide, and Exxon.  Those are the nations of the world today.  What do you think the Russians talk about at their counsels of state?  Karl Marx?  They get out there linear programming charts, statistical decision theories, minimax solutions, and compute the price-cost probabilities of their transactions and investments, just like we do.  We no longer live in a world of nations and ideologies Mr. Beale.  The world is a college of corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable by-laws of business.  The world is a a business Mr. Beale.  It has been since man crawled out of the slime.  And our children will live, Mr. Beale, to see that…perfect world…in which there’s no war or famine, oppression or brutality.  One vast and ecumenical holding company for whom all men will work to serve a common profit, in which all men will hold a share of stock.  All necessities provided, all anxieties tranquilized, all boredom amused.  And I have chosen you , Mr. Beale, to preach this evangel.”

Mr. Beale: “Why Me?”

Mr. Jensen:  “…because you’re on television dummy.  Sixty million people watch you every night of the week, Monday through Friday.”

Mr. Beale:  “I have seen the face of God…”

Mr. Jensen: “You just might be right Mr. Beale.”

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sunny, puffy white spot clouded, brisk and always beautiful island of Nantucket! It is great, as always, to be broadcasting this humble ‘message in a bottle’ from a little sand bar that is like no other place on earth.  Example one, above deck, is the quiet and often missed Kennedy Memorial on Ocean Drive in Historic Hyannis. The green, green grass you may SEA looks out onto Lewis Bay, leading out to Nantucket Sound and on out into the Mighty Atlantic; where one can set sail for any point of destination one can possibly dream up.  For as former U.S. president Jack Kennedy was found of saying, “…it’s OK to dream.”

Hope you have a magical, mystical, marvelous day!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the showery, raw, cold, fashionably grey island of Nantucket!  Great to be with you on this dark and stormy day ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Historic Hyannis Harbor–AHOY!–it is The Twenty-Sixth Day of April, 2016, Tuesday according to the collective “conscious”;

…unconscious more accurate.

Do you get the feeling this country is in big trouble?  Something you just can’t quite put your finger on?  Yeah, it’s not just you.  Something is rotten in Denmark alright, it seems things haven’t changed all that much in 400 years.  Compartmentalization, corruption and coverup are the three main ingredients to today’s political stew from you know where and it is only getting worse.  Man made poisons raining down from ‘on high’; hidden dangers found everywhere, i.e., LF, ELF, LLF radio waves saturating your home and office to the crap they are teaching your children at taxed public schools coast to coast; rotten to the core institutional rote memorization, with endless/pointless standardized tests that kill creativity, producing robotized slave worker bees to serve the fabulous ‘New World Order’!

“Awesome!”

(credit:  Cecily Strong, SNL: “cast member since 2012!”)

That’s right folks, like the “isms” preceding “it”, this here ‘new world order’ is…, well let’s go back to the “State of the Union” in 1990, where our elected highest official stated boldly on a world stage, “…it’s a big new idea…, illuminated by a thousand points of light…”, (credit 41st U.S. President George H.W. Bush; Washington, D.C.)

…or something like that.

Have a good one!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the mostly cloudy, cool, damp, interrelating island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on this Twenty-Fifth Day of April, 2016, Monday by all accounts ‘globally’; a humble broadcast flashing to you LIVE from ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor, lo, an Ancient harbor by today’s standard.  A standard of believing “history” is mostly myth, taboo, forbidden knowledge that just might awaken one to the reality of what a few individuals ‘globally’ are doing to this wonderful world we all share…

And ‘we’ don’t want any part of that!

Thus, we have a nation of sheep that are led by the most powerful God Damn force in that world…TV.

Who owns that privilege?

“Good Morning America”, “The Today Show”, “Fox & Friends”, yikes! Lions and Tigers and Bears; oh my!  Good Lord! Enough already! The shiny sets, the beaming fake faces, the nonsensical horse hockey, the  manufactured predictive programming and phony intimacy, yuck! When one is delusional enough to actually turn on one of these brainwashing/MK Ultra electronic adjudicators, villainous snake oil salesmen selling something you or your family don’t want to buy, with only their intentions in mind, intentions that do not include you or your family, yes, when one is just crazy enough to do that first thing in the morning, it sets the tone for the day.  Just like making your bed.  And thus, you are setting your day to “bad”.

To quote the late, great Peter Finch–playing a television anchor “Howard Beale” in the 1976 classic film “Network”; a man who snaps on air, a man who goes off the reservation, the carefully worded script formed by the ‘powers that be’ presently-- “…television is a circus, a traveling group of acrobats, storytellers, dancers, singers, jugglers, sideshow freaks, lion tamers, and football players.  We’re in the boredom killing business.  So if you want truth go to God!  Go to your gurus.  Go to yourselves!  Because that’s the only place your ever going to find any real truth.  But man, you’re never gonna get any truth from us.  We deal in illusions, man.   None of it is true!  But you people sit there day after day, night after night, all ages, colors, creeds.  We’re all you know.  You’re beginning to believe the illusions we’re spinning here! You’re beginning to think that the tube is reality and that your own lives are unreal.  You do whatever the tube tells you.  You dress like the tube tells you, you eat like the tube, you raise your children like the tube, you even think like the tube.  This is mass madness.  You maniacs.  In God’s name, you people are the real thing! We are the illusion!”

Don’t drink the poisoned, fluoridated, radiated, cancerous Kool-Aid!

Have a good week ahead, perhaps taking “Howard Beale’s” sage counsel at the end of that rant just provided above, “…I want you to get up from your chair and turn off your televisions, Turn them off!” A glace at the good book for a change?

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the wonderfully sunny, still cool, windy, blue skied and popping with flowers of every kind, ’specially them Daffodils, island of Nantucket! This “broadcast” is coming to you LIVE from ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor, on a quiet, solemn, reflective Sunday morning, The Twenty-Fourth Day of April, 2016.  If you anything like this reporter, this is the kind of day where one gets out there! in this ocean soaked wilderness, allowing one to get completely lost in the wonder of what this little sand bar really offers.  It offers a profound relief from all this man made stress via the stunning, seemingly endless golden hued rolling dunes, the many flying seagull, Osprey, Cardinal ‘ore head, the wandering ships in the misty fog, Nantucket’s Sound, protecting the shore from the mighty Atlantic, sometimes whipping Chatham to Provincetown with a wicked Nor’easter.  The peace of the bays, the inlets, the rivers, the walks, the talks, the Love; lo, this magic land brings back the child in everyone…, if even for that brief moment… For after all, a collection of moments is really all this thing called “Life” is…

“…at the end of the day!”

A brief, momentary thought like a lightening bolt from Heaven crashing down a steep, mighty mountain face;  ushering in the infinite expansion of cosmic consciousness that WE are ALL part of.

Not apart from.

Have a blessed Sunday folks!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the dark and stormy, rain soaked, windy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on this soggy Saturday, The Twenty-Third Day of April, 2016, finishing up some chores this morning along this little sand bar created some 11,500 years ago by a “Last Great Ice Age”, an age some quack writer keeps squawking about on this old internet thing.  What’s he talking about anyway?

Who knows…

Just don’t ask Donald Trump.  You will just get his answering machine, which states “…yeah, ‘dis is Donald Trump and I can’t get to the phone right now, but if you leave your name and number, reason for your call and any other pertinent information, you knows, likes your position on ‘dis ban on bathrooms?  Jeez, are you kidding me already?   This Ted Cruz guy, he’s out of control.  It’s bad enough the God Damn RNC stole all my votes in Colorado, but now this thing here, eh, oooooh!  Look, can you just let me know if ‘deez guys are going to pull any funny business?  I am still pretty sure we live in America?  I remember a line from ‘dat  funny “Caddyshack” film back in 1980 when I built my first tower I think…, anyway, when well, you might read about that one some day, but for now, save to say this on this ancient piece of technology that many still consider the best way to get and retrieve messages, but then again, it’s probably bugged too, who’s not watching?  OK, bottom line is Chevy tells the kid caddy regarding his deep desire to attend college and the fact he doesn’t have the money to attend, or the grades to compete because he works as a caddy and can’t study–”…don’t be obsessed with your desires Danny…, this isn’t Russia.  Is this Russia?”, because quite frankly, the way things are going, I may just be thinking about a change of address to somewhere a little less insane myself, that is if this whole  presidency thing doesn’t work out.  At the beep, leave ‘dat message, ‘tanks!”

“There will be no fun (individuality) of any kind!”

(credit “Dean Wormer’s” hateful, venomous rant to the boys from Delta Tau Chi at “Faber College” back in the early 1960’s…, wise and compassionate words lifted from this equally classic cult film, “Animal House”, circa 1978, starring (among many, many others), the late, great John Belushi~)

The “state” knows best after all. You are all worthless and weak!  Drop and give me twenty!  Know that you are all uneducated, unaware, in the dark, ignorant, material driven, Stockholm Syndromed, simple, manipulated, brainwashed, fat, lazy, unenlightened, electronically enslaved (among other traps and trappings/enslavement’s–please see the “fractional reserve banking system in partnership with the IMF, the World Bank, The Bank of International Settlements,The Federal Reserve for more information!–terrorized, pathetic, silly, American children!

Have a good day all.

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS!  Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sunny now, calm, warm island of Nantucket! It is the Twenty-Second Day of April and it is ‘Earth Day’, celebrated all over this ’round ball that spins round and round and round…’, or something like that.  If you are an occasional reader of the ‘ole Sea Cape Cod, and we sure hope you are, you probably are well aware of how we stand on this whole ‘caring for Mother Gaia thing.’  Plant a tree, pick up some trash, write you congressman?  I have no idea what to tell you folks, the Wilderness is just about the best thing one can tap into.  And with the way of the insanity of ‘Man’, and all the crap he ‘creates’, going from a five to a ten real quick, my suggestion would be to get out there and ENJOY it before they blow the whole bloody thing up!

Lo, take this to heart well… Preserve it!  Love it!  Marvel at it!  Immerse oneself in it! It is home for the moment to ALL; Home to “All Creatures, Great and Small…” (credit:  Author James Herriot, who wrote books about animals and our deep connection to them and nature at large, filled with funny, beautiful, tragic stories of a beloved veterinarian from Great Britain).   NOT just the “fortunate”; living in exuberant luxury, more than they really need for God’s sake!, this brief life time at the very, very tippy, “Topsy”, tipsy top of that food chain!  Yes sir!

The artist “Prince” passed away yesterday–constant coverage NOW on all the fabled/fabulous corporate media daily $hit sandwiches from hell–and one cannot help but wonder how bad that flu really was?  At any rate, may he rest in peace and find that girl with “The Raspberry Beret” up in Heaven…

God’s Speed Sir!

Have a nice EARTH DAY World and a great week end!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the perfectly sunny, gentle breeze led, gracious and quite elegant island of Nantucket! It is very good to be communicating with you over these ’series of tubes’ on this Twenty-First Day of April, 2016, a Thursday by all accounts (credit the late Alaska Senator Ted Stevens for that explanation of this here internet thing), broadcasting LIVE from ‘down on the docks’ of Historic Hyannis Harbor. A spectacular early spring morning on a little sand bar created 11,500 years ago by that Last Great Ice Age; a place to be visited and adored, a place to reflect and renew, a place to take that chance on love…, a place taken out of ‘time’; for as some wise Irish lad once shouted boldly on the silver screen, “…there’s no time!” (credit Liam Neeson in one of the many fine Hollywood sell out pieces of excrement thrown out these days to entertain and confuse the masses, indeed “created” to entertain at a sixth grade level by design by you know who… All for predictive programming purposes, lo for the higher good of US all?

Enjoy your Thursday folks!

AHOY!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sun dripped, cool, crisp, at times contentious island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Twentieth Day of April, 2016, Wednesday according to Reuters, and this will be the last snow scene for a while on the ‘ole Sea Cape Cod; truly a postcard from the edge of today’s modern technologically wonderful? ‘reality’.  For if one questions the “logic” of our so called society, cold and cruel as it is to most who live in it, well then, you are not with the pack, you are not good consuming conformist, nor a politically correct parrot, not sound…,

not sane?

Guilty as charged your honor!

‘Mr. Toad’. ‘Badger’, ‘Ratty’, ‘Otter’ and ‘Mole’–four anthropomorphized animals living in a pastoral version of England back when the Industrial Revolution was kicking it into high gear, as portrayed in the must read children’s book by Kenneth Grahme entitled “The Wind in the Willows” written in 1908–don’t pay that opinion much mind however, nor does the reality lying buried deep.  Deep underneath all of the horse hockey the ‘men behind the curtain’ throw about on a daily basis, via the six “global” multinational corporate media conglomerates, Hollywood illuminate sell outs, politicians who lie for a living, the ’system’ at large…  As you, dear reader, continue on a blind, deaf & dumb (fat, drunk and stupid), course ‘they’ set for you. Truth hurts, no?   Thus, you should not complain when the whole bloody thing falls apart like the house of cards that is most certainly is… Or a hammock that has been out in the elements for far too long, it’s frayed and decaying support it once gave, crumbling to the touch, as you fall back down to earth, too late to wake up from all of the lies that have been spoon fed to you and yours all these years; the past fifty or so that is…

Not to mention all of the Trillions ‘they’ have stolen from your children’s future to be ’safe’…

Y’all are gonna need more than a bunker!

Have a nice day!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sunny, brisk, beautiful, quite windy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this ‘wonderful day in the neighborhood’ (credit: Fred Rogers), The Sixteenth Day of April, 2016, Saturday morning ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor; ghosts wandering ancient, lonely, barren paths of winter’s low lit light are giving way to vehicles with license plates reading “The Empire State”, or “The Green Mountain State”, or “Colorful Colorado”; clear and present flags summer is right around the corner, so come on down and pay US a visit!

We will, as always, leave that Light on for ya!

A simple wish within a random ‘message in a bottle’ that you will someday get an opportunity to witness a silent sunset on Madakat, walk shallow waters surrounding endless beaches in Dennis, eat raw oysters and drink a beer at Hyannis Harbor’s Hyline Ferries awaiting ‘the Grey Lady’, ride a bike along Cape Cod National Seashore from Truro to Provincetown, as you drift with the shifting sands over Route 6 heading North into the Moonlight, awakening the next day to fish off of Monomoy, taking a Striper or two home for the memory.

Think about it…

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sun drenched, windy, crispy cool island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Friday morning, ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor, The Fifteenth Day of April, 2016.

It is ‘tax day’ in the U.S. and all of the good, honest, decent, extremely hard working citizens of this land are paying their ‘fair’ share of taxes once again to the Elite.  A handful of ‘globalists’ who will use it for ‘paying off the interest only on a criminally accumulated (please SEA the former “W” administration for more sordid details!… “Hello, McFly!  Is this thing on?  Think McFly, Think!“, credit: the classic 1985 film “Back to the Future!”; starring Michael J. Fox), 19 plus Trillion dollar national debt (that WE know of, i.e. the nightmarish multiple Trillions of unfunded liabilities in a deep, dark “derivative” black hole of a Wall Street ‘hedge’ variety), so as to continue funding the nefarious military intention of continuing endless war ad infinitum, thereby, making even more of the 500 Trillion already in the banks owned, of course, by ‘them’.

Scarcity?

What scarcity?

It’s good to be King!

Have a nice week end folks!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greeting and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sun dripped, warming, serene, breezy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Thirteenth Day of April, 2016, Wednesday according to the collective Conscious; gratefully broadcasting LIVE once again from ‘down on the docks’ of good ‘ole Hyannis Harbor, where the ducks, marsh hawks and seagulls fly effortlessly above the fine people ferrying over the said islands on this beautiful early Spring morning; a tiny, ancient sand bar that offers a little peace, love and joy, ecstasy, freedom, reflection and reverence in such a God less world WE all are currently occupying…

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the cloudy, warm, breezy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Twelfth Day of April, 2016, Tuesday by all accounts, broadcasting LIVE from ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor, where, if one were to visit these shores during peak summer months, one may be surprised at who they may meet along the path of this ancient and mystical sand, sun, surf and sky…

So come on down!  We will, as always, leave that LIGHT of for ya!

Wrote one of the band members of the great “EAGLES” band, in a song lyric created sometime in the early 70’s, “…you can look up at the stars at night and still not see the light.” Oh well, perhaps someday ‘they’ will.

Or maybe not!

In the interim, why not turn off the bloody ’smart phone’ and take in all that nature affords?  It may seem counter-intuitive, but once one has completely unplugged from the slick, cunning, baffling, powerful cyber/electronic/project blue beam? delivery system of blatant, bold and betraying propaganda being delivered by ruthless machines of the Madison Avenue variety, machines that don’t take any prisoners ‘at the end of the day’…, when that detox is complete, there is a great space that opens up, leading one out of the foggy, rabbit hole/matrix and out through a door that opens up to endless possibilities, more choice, real freedom and the feeling of how a human should be feeling all the time!~;  indeed all infinitely better ’set and settings’ than the illusion you are currently addicted to.

However, one can never underestimate the power of denial (or addiction…)

If you don’t think your addicted to something, try giving it up, for denial is not just another river in Egypt…

“It’s easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled”

~Mark Twain

Have a nice day!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the cloudy, rain threatened, dark and gloomy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Eleventh Day of April, 2016. Monday ’round the world, a small fact that all 7 plus billion people existing NOW! agree on ‘at this juncture’ (credit:  41st U.S. President George H.W. Bush), who also gave us “…one thousand points of Light”,

or did he…?

I don’t know about you, but this reporter is well pleased with the whole “New World Order”, and all of the ‘kinder, gentler’ machinations therein…, “I’m lovin’ it!”; the concept that is, ‘you betcha!’

I mean, what could go wrong?

“The Winners”

“The dogs of war don’t negotiate, capitulate; they will take, you will give.  War is a racket, please don’t forget that.

“Guide” stones in Georgia foretell sad, tragic story; future generations reflecting on actions to come?

History ever written by defined “winners”; ‘winners’ in this life that is…

Define winning on low vibrating man made constructs called “life” and you define said problem.

Reject ‘thinking’, venture outside the box, free the mind, and Know His!

This, and this alone, will bring one to that eternal Grace most seek out~

On such a loveless plane, walking the many desolate deserts;

within so many such devastating drought…”

MDM

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the sunny, cold, pure, tranquil island of Nantucket! ‘Tis very good to be with you and yours on this The Tenth Day of April, 2016.  A beautiful Sunday early morning in a living post card, in place that ‘time’ forgot, at least ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor, where one can day dream about days of yore for hours, days, years, decades, centuries, millennia, perhaps coming to some conclusions about the actual history of man and his quest for what? is of course, that 64,000 “dollar” question…  Days of ship captains, kings and queens, dukes and dons, earls, nobleman, knights and dragons; mystical creatures once of myth but making a comeback of late in this very strange world WE all live in presently…

Perhaps a world that will SEA the light soon…

The LIGHT of truth.

(not products of the men who live in the shadows)…

Note of Correction: Sea Cape Cod apologizes for misspelling Kasie Hunt’s name (NBC News), spelling it “Casey”.  Our deepest and most sincere apologies.  In the world of ‘news’ in this 21st Century on, what is this planet earth?, yes, in this stretchable ‘flexible frame’ most would call blatant plutocratic propaganda projecting MK Ultra mind control of masses a la le hor$e$hit de jour, lo, she is one of the few doing a fine job covering one U.S. Vermont Bernie Sanders, who this reporter sure hopes wins the whole ‘dang thing!

The horse race that it is…

Have a great Sunday!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the blue skied, puffy white clouded, cool, crisp island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on this beautiful early Spring day on a little sand bar created some 11,000 years ago by “The Last Great Ice” (why does he keep saying that?), indeed it is, on this Eighth Day of April, 2016, “TGIF” if you please.  Perhaps someday soon planning a get away to this fascinating, frolicking, friendly, fiery, festive, fragile natural creation that must be experienced in person as opposed to reading about it on some random website called Sea Cape Cod!

So come on down and pay US a visit!  WE will, as always, leave that LIGHT on for ya!

Speaking of light, there seems to be little of that if one looks at this amazing world with the eyes of what the “powers that be” (at the moment), would have you think/feel/believe/love, CREATE…

How little faith one must have in the power of the Infinite.

The material world that is all around you is not reality.  The politicians you are forced to listen to every day on your electronic collar (that keeps your head in the down position all your waking hours, no?), do not reflect reality.  The nasty corporate media that supports the Elite agenda (because it is owned by ‘them’), is not reality…

So what is reality?

It exists within each and every human being on planet earth and it can’t be touched by some new tangled technology or science by consensus and corruption, no sir!  “It” is untouchable and God given.  “It” is LOVE of course and if that seems trite and sophomoric, it most likely is in this world of greed and gold.  But for some, it is the sun that will stop the rain.  How often we smile when we collectively or individually remember this FACT.

Many times we go out blindly into this big, “bad” world to ‘find’ ourselves, and for some, boy to we find ourselves!  There is usually a price to be paid for that sight. But one can find oneself without all the trouble, toil and turbulence.   The trick is realizing that the ‘game’ (for it is a game after all), is not in the discovery of some ‘fiction’ of yourself, no, it is rediscovering who you really are, who you were before that crazy, madcap, nutty, insane world told you who and what you already are.  That’s none of ‘their’ DAMN business!  That’s the whole point of this LIFE…

YOU!

(not them!)

Have a great week end folks!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the cold, clear, blue skied, brightly sun lit island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Sixth Day of April, 2016, Wednesday, and by all accounts it is one fine day on this little sand bar created by ‘The Last Great Ice Age’ over 11,500 years ago.  Epic Earth changes on our collective doorstep soon?  Perhaps… So by all means, stay tuned to your local cable ‘news’ outlets, for they will, beyond a shadow of a dark doubt, give it to you straight.  You could take that to the bank, however, one might be better suited to stick to precious metals and a safe ‘at this juncture’…

“illuminated like a thousand points of light?”

(credit: 41st U.S. President George H.W. Bush)

For as Bob McFerrin sang way, way, way back when old George was first “elected”, circa 1988,

“…Here’s a little poem I wrote, you might want to sing it note for note,

don’t worry, be HAPPY!”

Have a nice day!

“A private walk”

‘

‘Walk early April’s sun laden cold; a crunchy, callous snow,

on silent docks guarding an ancient Hyannis Harbor…

bathed in the quiet of early morning’s peaceful grace,

before the people wake, and set the pace…

Discover the Buffelhead’s water dance.

avoiding the things of man,

bereft of grandeur and gratitude,

gliding blindly about in such a foggy trance….

Purify one’s soul when sharing a Dune,

With the mighty Osprey,

Who’s majestic flight blankets perception within a blinding Light,

echoing the laughter of a Loon…

Pale yellow moon rising ‘ore frigid sound,

Nantucket attraction growing strong…

For unfinished business calls out on a lonely Jetty,

with many a powerful message on high ringing the Gong….

Quiet profound!

Permeating the thoughts and feelings of every man, woman and child,

who lay still sleeping…

An “El“ite few roaring loudly,

flying high ‘ore ground,

or scurrying below, without weeping…”

~MDM

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the very cold, cloudy, threatening, dark and soon to be snowing once again island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours once again on this Fifth Day of April, 2016, Tuesday morning ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor, where some of the man made vessels ferrying back and forth from said isles have been grounded due to this unseasonable, inclement, stormy weather…

“It is not a sign of good health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”

Lesson 136

‘Sickness is a defense against the truth.’

“No one can heal unless he understands what purpose sickness seems to serve.  For then he understands as well its purpose has no meaning.  Being causeless and without meaningful intent of any kind, it cannot be at all.  When this is seen, healing is automatic.  It dispels this meaningless illusion by the same approach that carries all of them to truth, and merely leaves them there to disappear.

Sickness is not an accident.  Like all defenses, it is an insane device for self-deception.  And like all the rest, its purpose is to hide reality, attack it, change it, render it inept, distort it, twist it, or reduce it to a little pile of unassembled parts.   The aim of all defenses is to keep the truth from being whole.  The parts are seen as if each one were whole within itself.

Defenses are not unintentional, nor are they made without awareness.  They are secret, magic wands you wave when truth appears to threaten what you would believe.   They seem to be unconscious but because of the rapidity with which you choose to use them.  In that second, even less, in which the choice is made, you recognize exactly what you would attempt to do, and then proceed to think that it is done.

Who but yourself evaluates a threat, decides escape is necessary, and sets up a series of defenses to reduce the threat that has been judged as real?  All this cannot be done unconsciously.  But afterwards, your plan requires that you must forget you made it, so it seems to be external to you own intent; a happening beyond your state of mind, an outcome with a real effect on you, instead of one effected by yourself.

It is this quick forgetting of the part you play in making you “reality” that makes defenses seem to be beyond your own control.  But what you have forgot can be remembered, given willingness to reconsider the decision which is doubly shielded by oblivion.  Your not remembering is but the sign that this decision still remains in force, as far as your desires are concerned.  Mistake this not for fact.  Defenses must make facts unrecognizable.  They aim at doing this, and it is this they do.

Every defense takes fragments of the whole, assembles them without regard to all their true relationships, and thus constructs illusions of a whole that is not there.  It is this process that imposes threat, and no whatever outcome may result.  When parts are wrested from the whole and seen as separate and wholes within themselves, they become symbols standing for attack upon the whole; successful in effect, and never to be seen as whole again.  And yet you have forgotten that they stand but for you own decision of what should be real, to take the place of what is real.

Sickness is a decision.   It is not a thing that happens to you, quite unsought, which makes you weak and brings you suffering.  It is a choice you make, a plan you lay, when for an instant truth arises in you own deluded mind, and all you world appears to totter and prepare to fall.  Now are you sick, that truth may go away and threaten your establishments no more.”

“A Course in Miracles”

Sounds like our current ‘way of doing business’ in this here 21st century of “global” illuminated darkness; does it not?

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the once again snowing (steadily), very cold, gray and rather bleak island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours once again on this winter wonderland disguised as a quaint sand bar created some 11,500 years ago by ‘The Last Great Ice Age’…, an age that may be making a come back?  It is a Monday, 9:33 a.m. on the east coast of America, a country worth saving, and it is the Fourth Day of April, 2016.  At least that is what Reuters told this humble reporter ‘down on the docks’ of Historic Hyannis Harbor on a day that looks more like November than this merry month of April…

That recent snow in the Caribbean should cause no concerns, please go about your shopping and obey your I-phone and or many other electronic collars provided for you at the nominal fee of half your slave wage ’salary’ for the month…

or should it?

“is the media hiding the truth?”

Don’t be silly you blind, stupid, fat, drunk, drugged (by design), ignorant, uneducated, uninformed (by design), indoctrinated, dumb-ed down (by design), asleep, controlled rabbit/sheep/slave robot! I mean American ‘citizen’…

SILENCE!

It’s opening day for the Boston Red Sox!  That’s right Cleveland is calling for snow as well, so get you mitt, cap, snow shovel and winter coat and head on out to the ball park!  Politics?  In the immortal words of one Keith Olbermann–former anchor of the famous “Countdown, with Keith Olbermann” (or infamous if you are “Billo the Clown” (please SEA: FOX “news” Bill O’Reilly’s dictatorial literal talking points memo from hell on said propaganda network de jour named “The Factor” for more seating ‘information’…), yes, as the old batting champion from MSNBC and “Current TV” said before the ‘powers that be’ ran him out of the business for good a few years back, said of this glorified hor$e$hit the profession of politics has devolved into (synonymous with the world’s oldest profession now “GLOBALLY”), at least “…that’s how it is” (credit: the late, great anchor Walter Cronkite of CBS many, many moons ago…), in this early part of the 21st century,

“…politics?  What’s that?”

I rest my case your honor.

Have a great week ahead America!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the blizzard driven, snow flyin’, bone chillin’ island of Nantucket!  Argghh Matey! No offense Murdoch, AHOY! That’s right folks, it’s an April surprise of white on this Third Day of said month, in the Year of Our Lord 2016.  It is a Sunday, for those keeping score, snowing once again on an early, early Spring morn.  A blanket of peaceful white bliss adorning this little sand bar with snowflakes the size of Buicks, packing a plenty, perfect wicked wind, dictating a mad rush to cover flowers that have already made an appearance…

“Oh dear!”

Waking before the dawn this morning, sipping coffee looking out from ‘down on the docks’ of Historic Hyannis Harbor, seagulls soaring ore’  Steamship’s authority’, mighty vessels ever holding nuggets of nourishment in this land of plenty.

There are still plenty of seats left on the ‘EAGLE’, so why not climb aboard?

AHOY!

Enjoy the day, for even with this inconvenient ‘inclement’ weather, there is always a LIGHT shining brightly at the end of a man made tunnel vision (by design); a “vision” (they want you to SEA!), one may find oneself on from ‘time’ to ‘time’…

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M