Sea Cape Cod by Michael Mosier

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the rainy, sultry, sexy island of Nantucket! Great to be with ‘y’all’ on this balmy, late July 29th day of 2016, a Friday late morning “shout out” to this wonderful world WE all still share, last ‘time‘ “I” checked..

God be with US.

For that is the only answer, of course. God is total consciousness, thus, um, well, this country may just be doomed if we are ‘thinking’ about options that serve only the status quo; painting a glorious picture on the way?

Cheers!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the partly sunny, drier, breezy and always beautiful island of Nantucket! Great to be with you once again on The Nineteenth Day of July, 2016…,  AHOY! Broadcasting LIVE from ‘down on the docks’ of Historic Hyannis Harbor, on yet another glorious Tuesday morning on a little sand bar that ‘time’ forgot, for, lest we forget,

“…there’s no time!”

(credit: the fabulous Irish night club stand up comedian and part time ‘actor’ starring in all of those sellout Hollywood 6th grade level entertainment excrement pieces passing as “motion pictures”…)

Life imitating art, art imitating life indeed, represented well on the RNC and DNC stages as the U.S. Presidential ’selection’ process, I mean election process continues it’s modus operandi of “Divide and Conquer”, with the ever added additive of “problem/reaction/solution”; muddying the real waters of our ‘time’ quite nicely…,

don’t you think?

Have a great day ALL, hopefully visiting these timeless shores someday soon, coming face to face with an Osprey flying high with a fish in his talons, starring out at you from across the refreshing, cool, calm waters of Nantucket Sound.  A cleansing water clearing one’s sight, sanity and soul, readying that light for what ever is to come…

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the windy, partly sunny, comfortable, collectable island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on this Thirteenth Day of July, 2016.  It is an honor and privilege to be broadcasting LIVE from ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor once again, and a good Wednesday to all of the folks from all over the world visiting these shores--from L.A. to Lithuania! Also a good one to you; wherever this ‘message in a bottle’ may be reaching…

Most are aware this once proud Republic, the United States of America, and indeed world at large, is now half way through an intense (by design), secretive, compartmentalized, turbulent, “selection” process of determining who will ‘lead’ this corporation, I mean country, into those really running the show.  Give it up for Agenda 21 and all the good intention-ed? folk therein! It’s a big idea this New World Order, George H.W. Bush, you betcha! A rather diabolical agenda going forward full throttle, as the sheep stay asleep and the frog boils in the pot it mistakes for a hot tub….

“Release the Kraken!”

(credit:  Irish comedian/actor/horse lover Liam Neeson and the film, “Clash of the Titans”, circa 1981), a documentary? predictive programming spectacle subtlety shaping what will be left of humans and the real history they lived and left behind…

“Life was like a box of chocolates?”

“What are you smokin’ Private Gump?  Lay off that crack pipe soldier!”

Love,

“the ghost of Sgt. Dan”

One could despair when observing “Man”; what he has become in this late year of “2016″, forgoing what makes us ALL HUMAN, like the connection with this beautiful EARTH and all the creatures great and small therein, for a ’smart’ phone/watch/implant that has hijacked an entire species and will kill the very essence of what makes all human beings Divine when connected to the real reality, living at a much higher vibration, living at a much higher level.

One may query just how far we have come as a species and just where the heck WE are really headed.  Love, Joy, Peace, Ecstasy, Compassion, Empathy, are the reasons WE live to begin with.  Sadly, understanding, knowledge and good old fashion know how are quickly going the way of the Do Do Bird, with ’selfies’, instant gratification, ‘do as thou wilt?’, GMO’s, fluoridated brain numbing hydration, ’smart meters’, killer cell towers, UN “peace” keeping troops, and, if all of that were not enough, an indestructible, ever in-bedded, hauntingly 1984 RFID tracking chip; replacing all that God Given LIFE aforementioned…  All done with no protest, or even a rise of an eye brow, under a chemically plane placed, passing blue pale white sky.  Just as the “Beren-stain” Bears have been soiled, so are we as a collective race of lovers not haters. “Berenstein”; changed suddenly, such as passages in the King James Bible, plus many, many other examples of ‘realities’ from our collective past changing forever.  Known as ‘the Mandela Effect’, an alternate reality brought to you by ‘the destroyer’; the ring of power, the dark portal under the Alps, the ‘dang CERN hadron collider…

Das Devil in Geneva, Switzerland?

who knows…

Don’t be fooled!

Just keep this in mind in this day and age of deception;

“The Lion and lamb shall lay down together..” (Isaiah 11:6)

not the wolf.

“Life is like a box of chocolates, you never do know what you are going to get!”

(credit: Tom Hanks in the film “Forest Gump”, circa 1994)…

Carpe Diem Baby! translation: seize the day! and your power before it’s too late!

Have a nice, beautiful week ahead folks!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s  Vineyard and the cloudy, misty, breezy, magnificent island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this clearing, yet unsettled late Sunday afternoon, The Tenth Day of July, 2016, broadcasting LIVE once again from ‘down on the docks’ of historic Hyannis Harbor… This week end almost in the books, winding down as the many “Planes, Trains and Automobiles” ferry all the good people who paid us a visit back home to the places where they lay their heads at night… Thanks for visiting, come back real soon!

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

Hopefully not going back to “the things of man…”

But, if you are, beware! For apparently “it” is rife, rotten and ripe with what rock band “Dire Straits”–hailing from Great Britain–communicated musically many, many moons ago, Mark Knopfler’s voice and guitar articulating that…

“Industrial Disease!”

“…Warning lights are flashing down at quality control, somebody threw a spanner, and they threw him in a hole.

There’s rumors in the loading bay, there’s anger in the town, somebody’s blown the whistle and the walls are coming down.

There’s a meeting in the boardroom, they’re trying to trace the smell, there’s a leaking in the washroom, there’s a sneak in personnel, somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze’

goodness me could this be Industrial Disease?

The care taker was crucified for sleeping at his post, they’re refusing to be pacified, it’s him they blame the most…

The watchdog’s got rabies, the foreman’s got fleas,

and everyone’s concerned about Industrial Disease…

There’s a panic on the switchboard, tongues are tied in knots, some come out in sympathy, some come out in spots, some blame the management, some the employees, and everybody knows it’s Industrial Disease…

The workforce is disgusted, downs tools and walks; Innocence is injured, experience just talks…

Everyone seeks damages, and everyone agrees, that these are ‘classic examples of a monetary squeeze…

On ITV and BBC they talk about the curse, philosophy is useless, theology is worse.

History boils over, there’s an economic freeze,

sociologists invent words that mean “Industrial Disease”…

Doctor Parkinson declared ‘I’m not surprised to see you here, you’ve got smoker’s cough from smoking, brewer’s droop from drinking beer.  I don’t know how you cam to get the Betty Davis knees, but worst of all young man you’ve got Industrial Disease…

He wrote me a prescription, he said ‘you are depressed, but I’m glad you came to see me to get this off your chest, come back later–next patient please…,

send in another victim of Industrial Disease

Splendid’!

I go down to Speaker’s corner, I’m thunder struck…

They’ve got free speech, tourists, police in trucks,

two men say they’re Jesus, one of them must be wrong.

There’s a protest singer singing a protest song-he says

‘they wanna have a war to keep us on our knees,

they want to have a war to keep they’re factories,

they want to have a war to stop us buying Japanese,

they want to have a war to stop Industrial Disease…

They’re pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blind,

they want to sap your energy,

incarcerate your mind…

They give you Rule Brittania, gassy beer, page three,

two weeks in Espana and Sunday strip tease…

Meanwhile, the first Jesus says, ‘I’d cure it soon’; abolish Monday mornings and Friday afternoons…

The other one’s on hunger strike, he’s dying of degrees,

how come Jesus gets Industrial Disease?”

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the partly cloudy, rather warm, stuffy, stingy, saturated, quite subtle island of Nantucket! Good to be with you on this sultry Seventh Day of July, 2016, a quiet Thursday late afternoon on the Hyannis Waterfront… The record breaking crowds visiting this historic sand bar for the 4th! are now long gone sadly. Beautiful happy, shining families, fun seekers, world wide tourists who came in for the past fantastic (spectacular patriotic fireworks from Falmouth to Provicetown, Nantucket to Mashpee, and everywhere in between; adding great weather the whole way through!), Cape celebration of this great nation are now back to the grind of the insurance mill, the law firm, the doctor’s office, and the investment bank, who, just like my plutocratic friends, make out one way or the other…  For you SEA, we are the house,

and the house never loses.

Just ask the Rothschild’s, they’ll tell ya!

Have a pleasant evening…

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the beautiful, bountiful, bouncing, golden sun dripped, bluest skied, gentle breeze led island of Nantucket! Poetic license taken as today, like yesterday and the day before, is perfect for any visitor arriving on these bright and brimming shores…, this, Monday, July 4th, 2016, “Independence Day” here in the good ‘ole US of A, where 240 years ago, things were just a little bit different?  Ah, a debate for another time, for WE ALL come together on this holiday week end to celebrate OUR cultural LOVE for this great land and all that she has sacrificed on OUR behalf…

Thank you America! along with reverent, deep gratitude for all of the many, many, many heroes who made her the great country she still is today, through their self sacrifice and dedication to what is right.

The poem “The Star Spangled Banner” was written on a dark and stormy, September 13th, 1814 night.  It was penned while witnessing a 25 hour, intense and overwhelming barrage of bombs and missiles via British War ships upon Fort McHenry in what came to be known as “The Battle of Baltimore”; a follow up flare up between the British forces and the Americans dubbed The War of 1812. Written by a shaken, and quite stirred Francis Scott Key, a 35 year old American lawyer.  The poem was published by the Baltimore Patriot that very year.  Of course, the rest of the story is a history you are well aware…  In case you forgot the words, and the story, Sea Cape Cod has provided a “link” below deck if you will, i.e. the words themselves. For that song has been sung collectively more often than any other in this great land, one that is still under attack, but from a different sort of bombardment if you catch

the drift…

Have a great July 4th!

“Oh say!

can you see, by the dawn’s early light

What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?

Whose broad stripes and bright stars,

through the perilous fight,

O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?

And the rockets red glare,

the bombs bursting in air,

gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.

Oh say!  does that star spangled banner yet wave

O’er the land of the free

and the home of the brave?”

~Francis Scott Key~

(Baltimore Harbor; September 13th, 1814)

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M