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.

And the beat goes on

And so do I and our fight even though I am beat. Really just tired from the stress of it all.

Great write Candy. I can't cut and paste but I will ask Sunny if she will. I cried when I saw it was your mom. I hope she has someone to help her. My prayers are with her.

Have not heard from Randy yet.

Cindy Casey was impressed with what my bother said and wants to set up a radio show with a supportive host in Dallas--she lives in the area too and is important in The NMO.

I am so sick and tired of the" is it real or not" issue. Before Louis Pasteur proved that microbes not visible to the naked eye could cause illness no one believed him. Now we are in the opposite situation. Even though the naked eye can see fiber pods, black specks, fibers, waxy stuff and hair extruding from or on the skin our condition is delusional. Whatever happened to scientific method? Now we have to have an already known microbe to identify a condition identical in thousands of people in order to recognize the condition? Is there not anyone out there with even half a brain?------and the idiotic thing of there being no matches----is the computer GOD? The information in computers and the internet depends on humans inputing information. How could anyone be so asinine to think that if there is no match "it" doesn't exist? How did things go before The Computer? Did not doctors listen and observe and try at least to treat? Leeches, arsenic, opiates who knows what. Can you in your wildest imaginings see a situation where one of those doctors would say "you are imagining this"? Are we going back to the dark ages? Sheeshamika. Is everyone out there retarded? Or are they just fearful sheep caught up in their own pathetic egos afraid to take a step into sanity and compassion? Are they afraid of being wrong somehow even though every good scientist and researcher has always been "wrong" and then moved on to being right at some point. Is there no one worthy out there?

Step up ye one with more than half a brain and you will step up to receive the blessings of thousands and the Nobel Prize for discovering at the very least the cause of Morgellons.

I ranted. I feel better.

LOVE to all of you.

Broadcasting the Seed

Vallejo Times Herald Sunday Front Page. You can check it out and see me looking like I am 90 and ill to boot. Excellent. A huge hand due to the fact the photographer was kneeling down. They know what they are doing. I walked in with eyes wide open knowing I would be publicly humiliated at least for a day until the next x-files story comes out. Anything to get us all well.

I was so very happy to see that there was also a really good picture of the plant, yes, right on the front page. The description was inaccurate but so be it.

Next is coordinating with Randy to get the plant to him.

I thought Dr. Bagheri was sympathetic to me. After all when the lab report came back positive for plant material---and here I will quote--doubly refractile tubular fibers and fragments composed of cells with thick cell walls, she told me to take the plant to the Sheriff or the Department of Agriculture. Oh, by the way the Lab report stated Suspected Diagnosis: R/O PLANT VS. PARASITE. Delusional was not mentioned because I am obviously sane and have had my son as a witness to all the weird crap that has extruded from my skin. Crazy was never mentioned. Now she is presented as a doctor who thinks I am a scratcher or picker and says the plant material may be cotton. I was (am) obviously unwell and she says, again I say it, "it could be cotton" like saying I know you are sick and it could be Cholera----but we will not be doing any further testing. You oh sick one, go out and find your own cure. And to make a point I do not scratch. Would you scratch a blister? Only an idiot would scratch a blister. One would put calamine lotion on it or ice or Hydrocortizone Cream . I have said many times even Hitler does not deserve to get this---but now I am thinking maybe some doctors and government officials should just to help the cause. I can hear the terrified screaming now as I hear mine and all of yours. The Chosen. Or The Hapless. I liked Dr. Bagheri. She had a hard time not laughing when I presented the plant to her but I think that is just because she was nervous. And that is why the sites are always full of hecklers. What if this is indeed REAL and what if they got it and could not get help and lost everything and were humiliated by the medical profession and left to exist on Dantes seveth level of hell where the lepers are? Too scary. So they try to debunk it as a defence mechanism. They actually amuse me if truth be known.

It's all a ride. I am tired of being stuck on the tilt-o-whirl upside down. How about you?

Tears and prayers for all and I mean ALL!!!

Tumbleweeds,Nazis,and Aliens

Hi all fellow sufferers in this hell. Today Tony called to clarify a few things before he took the story to the editor. He told me he really enjoyed meeting me and if I found out more about the plant to let him know---follow up story in the offing or offering. He also said that when he spoke to Randy Wymore the good doctor said he knew nothing about a plant==especially one that was growing all over the house==but would be happy to look at it. I e-mailed him just a few minutes ago and so we shall see.

Which brings us to the tumble weeds. Once I saw the plant I knew what I had been seeing all along. When the plant is "done" it goes to seed like any other plant. You know the white fuzzy dust balls that you find and if you look closer see grayish or reddish clumps in it as well as hair and sometimes something that looks like strips of wood. Sometimes the white fibers are almost tranluscent and very straight and sometimes they look like feathers and sometimes it is a feather because this thing loves to attach itself to cotton, feathers, linen--anything with an open weave. It thrives and comes to fruition in order to reproduce itself. I have seen it grow on almost every kind of surface except silk. Wood, tile, plastic, glass, my Daddy's leather Bible, shoes, my keyboard, metal, my precious conch shell carved like a cameo with Psyche or a likeness thereof, polyester and human skin. Oh yes and you can find it in dryer lint. The colors of the fibers are really pronounced. The red is red the black is black.

As far as GMO's go----Where did the Nazis go? And the answer is "What is Argentina?" Draw your own. Mine is something like just another story we all make up to try to make some kind of sense of our topsey turvy world. Find an old tropical creepy thing and then monkey around with it some more. Maybe or maybe not.

Blame it on the Bossa Nova--or my brother Phil. Or Phiddy as we used to call him in his younger days. Now he is a high faluttin' Chief of Staff Surgeon in Texas, oh yeah--eelskin cowboyboots and all--and I swear this is true--Conservative!!!--suggested ALIENS. Tongue in cheek most likely. At least he does not suffer from the Semmelweis Reflex as most or many doctors and scientists do. And as Clemente always said "Who know?"

I will never give up this cause. God is with me and you.

On this Sabbath Day my love goes out to you all.

Come Together

Soooo. Yesterday was the photo shoot. The journalist was very kind and smart. He asked me questions about the reason for the story and shot while I spoke. I mentioned the plant and asked if he would like to see it. "YES" he said. He had to change lenses a couple of times to shoot the plant in its little baggie complete with the ID number sticker the Department of Agriculture in Sacramento stuck on it. So we are off and running. Tony said he will let me know when the story is to run. Now I am a volunteer pariah. Ah So. One of my missions in life I guess. Who know? Said always Clemente. I miss him so. A Master from Guatamala. Can't write about him now.

Today was the day I had to reply to my eviction notice. There was a a place where stretching it I could mention the whole freekin Morgellons mystery. So I did. When I spoke to the advocate at Legal Services she said my reply would go public. I said good and anyway my story is going to be published in the paper.

Critcal mass baby, critical mass.

Whatever it takes. This can be known and cured.

My prayers and love to you all.

Come on people now smile on your brother--

How 60's is that?

Great find Candy! I e-mailed the link to Tony the reporter. Fascinating. Port cities. Naval bases. Plants. Agrobacterium. Maybe someone will stumble on it soon. The plant I mean. I do not even think it is a GMO. (I could be wrong) I just want to get someone to start in the right direction. I want this to be understood so a remedy can be found and we can at least have some peace of mind as far as contagion is concerned. I read about people being happy because they have found something that will take enough of the gunk off their hair to enable them to run a comb through it so they can go to the hair salon to get their hair done. I shudder to think about the possible repercussions of that.

Thank you too faithfulandtrue123 for the video. Check out Morgellons bio entry on YouTube. The music hits the nail on the head and the videos are well done and appropriately nightmarish. How could anyone ignore the bitingstingingingitchingcrawling sensations with that stuff wriggling around in and on your skin? If I let myself think about how disgusting this all is I want to run out into the street screaming. Some do.

Hey--we should pray for the CDC. They need it!

Love to all of you.

Plant number two

My computer has been unavailable to me because a dear friend took it to a friend of his to fix it because it has been on the fritz. Some of the keyes have been sticking and I took a paintbrush and removed six or seven plants from under the key pads. I am afraid that the plant has gotten into other places too. Who Know?--as Clemente always said.

Today I met Tony --the reporter--at IHOP for coffee, tea and an interview. I was so enchanted with the fake antique glass windowpaned in the dividers between booths and tables that at one point I had to say "the aged glass is just so beautiful, don't you think?" amongst our talk of the progression of the EVIL and who I am. He still needs to set up a photo shoot of me in front of my house which is really no longer mine. I liked him very much and am looking forward to see what he comes up with. I am passionate in my desire for him to present the plant as the cause of Morgellons---the plant or at least a plant. Let us get real here. Animal==(no)===Vegetable(yes)==mineral(maybe included but not the originator) So tired of waiting.

A friend of mine had a plant in its totality come off him yesterday. Yep--the whole thing. Freaked him out. He tried to take a picture of it but his camera couldn't get an even reasonable focus. I suggested he send it to Sunny who has a microscope and can reveal its diabolical creepiness from 100x to 400x. Like we can handle that. The picture above is a fiberball-seed pod whatever that came out of my finger a week or so ago. Seems so innocuous when it looks like a teeny Q-Tip top and so vile when you see the black and red-amber waxy balls inside. Took me two days to get over that graphic panoply.

Do you realize the import of that? Two plants the same? We shall see when we see plant #2.

In the eye of the public

Just a quick update here. I am happy that I didn't have to go on the cross or the wooden bed. I forgot the part where I was going to wrap myself in white sheets and then cheese cloth like a mummy. If I was well it would be easier to do it all. Demonstrate I mean. Praise be to God. Tony from the local paper called me yesterday, set up an appointment for further information on Monday. He wants a picture of me in front of my house as well as pix of the plant and fiber balls. I hate the limelight for all reasons. Makes me want to cry. Yet it seems I keep getting into it. And now for the ickyest creepiest thing---the Plant. ( That was my ego talking there. I know that any exposure this condition gets will benefit all. ) The thing that is the most frustrating to me is that this is an infestation. It is not that the body itself has gone awry like cancer or worn out organs It is a parasitic plant complete with its own propagating friends that have so many components similar to the human body it feels welcome and can hide for a long time before raising its distructive head. Hopefully the exposure will bring in some help. Tony wants to do a front page Sunday edition feature article.



As for me the eviction process is about to begin. Looks like three months so I have some time. The mediator for the bank is wonderful. A Denzel Washington type--clear-grounded-sympathetic-businesslike-personable-strong. He offered me keyes for cash-----out in 30 days and $3,000. Got nowhere to go. Can't work. Not enough income to go anywhere anyway. How long will disability last? Then what? I can't even go to a homeless shelter cuz I might give it to them. It is the wall that I hit every time I think of any kind of a future. So I can't think of the future. I know I am with God and everything will work out for His best.

Same old thing

Well, well, well------Sunny and I have been busy. I cut off a part of the stick and a piece of the what looks like hair from the plant as well as a what I call a seed pod but is the stuff surrounded by cottony looking fibers. She has a microscope and has been looking at these things for years. It is all the same thing====meaning, , what grew as a plant on my bedsheet is the same thing as the fiber balls that come out of my skin and the skin of many many others who have the same symptoms. She sent me pictures. It really creeped me out. I am kind of OK now, not quite fascinated but interested. Now there is no doubt. Someone must know about this. Where are they? Randy is held up by lack of funds.

I made contact with a Mexican friend--Israel--who works at the gas station near my house last week and asked if he knew any local healers from Mexico or South America. He said he knew of a man and would try to look him up. I spoke with him today and Israel said he couldn't find him--doesn't live there anymore--but said he would ask around to find someone else.

I had the idea last night of building a cross and hanging myself on it with rope in my front yard to get attention---stop eating-=whatever. Or maybe taking a wooden bed out into my front yard and just staying on that. We need help. We as the ones suffering are doing more to try to solve this than anyone else. We are ill equipped novices. We need help.

At least we know what it is. More prayer is needed.

Trinidad: supra lingna putrida et folia emorta

Hi! I don't know about you out there but the name of the plant Candy found does not sound like something anyone would want to grow. I took one year of Latin and found it easy because so many of the Latin based words were so close to familiar English words. I will try to look these up . Or is it Spanish? Putrid is obvious and amort means deathlike or to the death. Maybe of French origin. Hmmmm. The plant that Candy found looks very much like The Plant. The simplicity and form are consistent with what I have seen. It is difficult to tell if the single strand emerging from the center is hair-like or not. If this is not IT this is The Plants sister. I am awestruck by Candy's find.

Where to go from here. I will call the universities again. This time with a name and then see where they can lead me. That I will do tomorrow. WOW is all I can say. Candy you are so good. I have gotten IRUS B, Seneca, sargassum, and nucleopeptide chains. Emortas and Argenta or Sargenta are certain in their importance. The importance of the others remains to be seen--except for the nucleopeptide chains---that was so strong including a picture of maybe an Indian as from India or somewhere who had khol around his eyes and had black curly hair and a shawl of red and black.

Tomorrow I am sending a cutting from the plant of the hair to Sunny. She has the infamous hair growing on her and has a microscope so she can compare the hair.

All of you out there are so wonderful =====encouraging me , giving me tips and information. Together we will find this so simple cure for our loved ones and for ourselves and for the thousands who are suffering-------- especially the children. I thank you all and I am not forgetting you Jess for telling me what I suspected about the Evil plant living on and on.

In tears as usual of thankfulness, desperation and hope. I love you all.

We will overcome...

Candy you are so amazing. I have been trying the links you sent me for quite some time and to no avail. I will keep trying. We are hot on the trail. The picture of the plant is found where my picture should be--where it says profile. That is it. It is blurry because the plant is about the size of a thumbnail. I made an enlarged copy on my copy machine and a friend took a picture of it and then I put it on my computer. Does it compare to what you have seen? Thank you so very much. As you know the other word was Argenta or sargenta or S Argenta.

I am going to Home Depot tomorrow because you can get a mold analysis for ten bucks. Whatever it is something.

Have not heard from Tony Burchyns (the reporter)but will call him tomorrow.

The only purpose in my life is to get to the bottom of this.
I love all of you and my prayers are always with you.

Prove me wrong I beg you

Candy you are so wonderful for connecting me to the NMO and Sunny a true friend who has been suffering from this abomination for 8 years. A couple of months ago I found the same thing that you wrote on the blog--the same Abstract. My take was well that is not the plant. But the fact that plant materials can show up on human skin should make researchers aware that it is a possibility.

I e-mailed Randy Wymore about the plant. Have not heard back so far. As far as I know Tony still wants to do a story. I e-mailed a letter Randy Wymore wrote 7-19-09 to him which was very clear and powerful--defining symptoms and concluding the fact that there is no known cause, treatment or cure. If THEY had it they would be running balls ass to find the goldarn cause and cure. Now the thing here is that I actually know the cause. Yes I do . Can I get anyone to listen? Can I find any way to figure this thing out? NO! Oh for goodness sake who am I? Not a scientist. I have said this before.


He showed me the plant in a meditation. I drew it. 6/4/09 I was told the name==Emortas phonetic spelling most likely.

6/15/09 I found the plant growing on my bedsheet--ya know, how it would look if it was not growing on and in your freeking skin-body. You know, all of you, the fibers that come out and the little bally cotton things filled with black or red or greenish blue specks to the common eye that seem to be enwrapped with cotton. How about the hair? Talk to me here. Yes we are all sick. So now that it is October is the sticky stuff abating? The pollen that attracts bees and ants and other bugs is not being produced now. The plant is going dormant. We will all feel better for a few months. Don't lay low. The spore pockets are alive and well and are just waiting for the right time--their time to produce more of themselves---unfortunately we can not use Roundup-------bad for the nervous systom. How about a harmless natural cure? Like a poultice of cacao leaf and a drink of the tea?

I will not give up. I saw the children in a meditation yesterday. I personally have done and experienced every thing I have wanted to do except win the lottery. So let us go, pumpkins.
It all be for you.

Shalom

Blessings be upon all of you. The will of God be done. God is love. Gloria in Excelsis Deo.

Solitary Solipsism

A definitive redundancy definately. In fact it is illogical from the get go . Oh wait a minute--def of solipsism--- (a) the theory that the self can be aware of nothing but its own experiences and states. And therein lies the problem.



Today I took the outward expression of the organism that grows hair to the Department of Agriculture in Sacramento and both Beth and the really nice gay guy I forget his name Greg or Craig or maybe Clark but I really dont know, could not help me. I was prepared for smirks and unwillingness to help. Oh for goodness sake HOW could I have ever thought that they could identify a plant that is common in Argentina? I don't think so. They will see. As all will see, that this is a simple solution to a very weird, to us, problem but not to those who know what this organism is. I have changed from talking about the plant as a plant that grows what looks like hair that can live on human skin to referring to Emortas as an organism. Emortas. The wax that makes the skin look as if the person was dead. You know the Death Pallor or pallor or paller or anyotherspelling. Oh how PC--which by the way is a very weak stance and usually untrue.

And you knew that anyway.

So my next step is to try to find a forensic scientist who has a lab and can do DNA testing on the org as well as the stuffIhavefreekygrowing in my houseonmyfloor and on the strips of tape hanging off of my beautiful antique Swedish inspired raw pine solid wood bookcase filled with worthy books. If I allow myself to think of this I will cry.