The King must die

Seeds-Spores===Spores-Seeds. What will kill them or at least make it impossible for them to germinate? We know from Chauncy Gardener that if the roots are undisturbed the plant will come back in the Spring. How to kill the roots? Any of you out there trying Roundup in your petri dishes? I am thinking about trying it on all the plants that are making themselves at home in mine. No proof though. All supposition. But we can't help it can we?

Another one----guess I mean. A couple of months ago I had a vision of a pygmie woman, ancient and wise, who told me to boil the leaf of what I thought was the cacao plant--I didn't hear it well===something like cocoa or caco or cocao or coca==use the leaves as a poultice and drink the tea. It is the coca plant now I am pretty sure. Well I am sure enough to try it anyway. I looked it up last night and the leaves are available from Peru and Bolivia. Directions ?----Simmer the leaves to make tea---and what is left are simmered leaves for the poultice. As soon as I get some bucks I am going to order the leaves. Check it out. It is probably not the cacao leaves because they are used to make insect repellent for vegetable plants. You know for tomato worms and such. The leaves are ground up and boiled, various things are added specific to each insect or pest and the warning is given not to get it on your skin. Even just the plain liquid from boiling the ground leaves. Who knows though--maybe we need that too. Sooooo---I am going to give the Coca leaf a shot. Anyone with me? Can't hurt!!

We know that most plants thrive in alkaline soil. Being alkaline will help our bodies be more healthy but it won't kill the plant. Maybe the plant will just be happier and healthier in our skin the more alkaline we are. An even trade i say but no cure.
who knows? NO ONE. And therein lies the trouble.

Still waiting to hear from Randy Wymore.

Still waiting for money so I can try the coca leaf remedy.

Keep the faith. God is with us all. LOVE and prayers to all of you

Curare..........Volare

Similar to anectine--paralyzes you. Used on arrows or darts to paralyze the foe. Composed of Menisprermacae (Moonseed)
Chondrodendron tomentosum and
Loganiacea
Strychnos toxifera
the woody vines and roots boiled and reduced to a black sticky goo. Used by South American Indians. The Amazon. The Rain Forest.

Check out this study from the University of Arizona http://articlesofhealth.blogspot.com/2009/09/pleomorphic-nature-of-morgellons.html Do you just not love the white fiber balls and the hair? If you read well you will notice the black oily substance left at the end of the day. I am not saying it is Curare but if two plants can do it so can another. Think about it. This thing makes us sleepy and sometimes unable to put one foot in front of the other, jangles our brains and makes us feel sick. Poison. Of some sort.
Also the conclusion is that the proteins are not human. The "number" they speak of is between 30&40. I am betting on 38. Mark my words.

Still on the plant subject. I went into my son's bedroom that he vacated three months ago to look for change. (I am so broke) I noticed a "play bill" from the Edwardian Ball he attended several months before he graduated from college and moved out. Something caught my eye. I picked it up and noticed three plants in their beginning stages growing on it. The coiled hair as well as the hair with the white fibers attached at intervals growing happily. All the bits and pieces. I wrapped it up and will send it to Randy Wymore. Compare and contrast.

The title is an homage to my son Alex who at Christmastime when he was two and rhyming everything said in response to me introducing his uncles, "Uncle Jim--VITAMIN!" and "Uncle Bruce--RED CABOOSE". A mom I am....so anyway the bad rhyme at top.

Volare--in Spanish means I WILL FLY.
And I will and so will you.
I have accepted the fact of this affliction and am no longer resisting the current truth that my life has changed. I am no longer saying it is for the worse. I am just saying it is all different now. I was dealt the Mogellon card and I accept that. Now only what to do with it.

Ah So.

Randy is most likely busy with semester end finals and paperwork. School will be out for the holidays and maybe he will have some time to speak with me. I will try to be understanding and patient.

Love to all.

Burnin' down the house

But will that really help?

I have a souvenir "Southern Comfort" high sitting directors chair, red canvas cover--natural wood frame-- that floats around in my kitchen, you know the place where everyone used to hang out. The back sling accidentally got pulled off and there it was--blackish speckled fibers growing hair 3 inches long. Then I found a big clump of the waxy stuff growing between a penny and a dime. I looked at a sample I scraped off my floor several months ago and now it is growing hair. I am not afraid of my stuff or my house because I know it is all coming out of me. I already have it. I am the petri dish. We do not know how we get this goldarn thing. Until we know, fear nothing for yourself and fear everything for everyone else. Everyone I have communicated with realizes not too long into it that nothing is biting you from the outside. The stuff is coming out of you. And there it is. If you know what it looks like, it can be observed everywhere you have been ----in various stages of development. Your car too. Your animals. Books. Shoes. Funiture. Clothes. I found a big clump of waxy stuff growing on the sleeve of a wool sweater I had not worn since last spring.

And that is just the way it is.

Good news is that I now have two resources to test the DNA or even just observe other things--Randy Wymore and the connection I have with Lyndon Lafferty (who has a friend in charge of a forensics lab). I will give them the samples from my body as well as from my environment. I am putting my money where my mouth is.

This part of my quest may soon be over.

As always LOVE to you all.

THANKFUL

For a day set aside to remind us of one of the most powerful attitudes we can have.
For LOVE that is everywhere.
For extreme times of testing that will melt ones ego like the wax face in Raiders of the Lost Ark.
For the good times.
For the bad times.
For everything.
For the evil poisonous plant whose presence has stipped us bare.

For Randy Wymore who said YES--I will be sending him samples including the plant and will be speaking to him next week.

For Lyndon Lafferty who has a friend in charge of the forensics lab in Costra County and can test the DNA of the plant.

For Sunny Simmons a behind the scenes Saint.

For Candy with her encouraging ways and sleuthing expertise.

For all fellow sufferers lending validation and support.

For my family and friends.

It's getting near dawn--da da da da da DA da

Yep. Hard to sleep at night with this thing.
Tony sent me information about someone who thought they could help me. It turned out to be Lyndon Lafferty who has been studying Electro Magnetic Radiation specifically coming from the towers put up to facilitate cell phone users. Nasty stuff. If you are in the radius it is like getting 200 chest x-rays. These things are all over the place and not regulated. Bad bad bad. Turns out that two blocks away on the roof at the Junior High School there are alot of them, the towers that is. He says that I have all the symptoms of someone with radiation poisoning. I did like the word poisoning. He is a very interesting person. A retired cop. Was involved with finding the Zodiac Killer. Has a book coming out about that whole thing. Has patents on stuff. At the end of our conversation I told him about the plant and asked him if he knew anyone who could test DNA. He said yes he had a friend in Costra County who could and would call him this evening. I gave him my phone number just in case this man wanted to talk to me. It has been not even one week since the article came out. Let's rock and roll!!

Black Speck

Here it is.

Note the colors.

What Kingdom?

Animal

Vegetable

Mineral

We could start there.

Laughter is the best medicine

I am laughing and will keep on laughing.

It all seems real but is it?

What does REAL mean anyway? Let's get metaphysical.

So There.

Love to everyone.