<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043</id><updated>2011-12-05T06:54:22.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of an internet addict</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>324</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3809159866259728992</id><published>2011-12-05T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T06:54:22.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Facebook had me for two years now. I have been posting there because there are more friends and family who read my posts..Peace to all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3809159866259728992?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3809159866259728992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3809159866259728992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3809159866259728992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3809159866259728992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5030853521544786355</id><published>2010-05-27T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:11:39.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've fixed the leak..Maybe I'll head to Martha's vineyard for r&amp;r</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/S_6nyrWwDEI/AAAAAAAABME/DSkZfygaRBQ/s1600/oilbama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" 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Liberals'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5710657569130405434</id><published>2010-01-05T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T09:19:06.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>It's a fresh year,so I will try to be more positive than I was last year..The stock market is up..claps for 1 small bonus for somebody.Gov't is taking over the housing market completely..booo..More expensive healthcare insurance should pass soon that isn't constitutional...Booo...You fixed nothing and exposed congress for what it really is nowadays..Worthless and out of date and out of touch with reality..We need to send every one of them packing,both sides of the isle..At least the former administrations hid the vote buying a bit better..except when they sold pardons at the end of their reign.And after spending billions of dollars on National security,we are no closer to being safer than ever.Double booooooooooo..Train better people to ask better questions and the whole issue would be solved..Covered up hunchbacks from the middle eastern countries should be searched,even their hump,in my humble opinion..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5710657569130405434?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5710657569130405434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5710657569130405434' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5710657569130405434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5710657569130405434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-9133129096258158019</id><published>2009-11-24T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:27:13.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that is</title><content type='html'>As a part of all that is,we exist as individual sources of light,each here to experience physical life as an extension of this all knowing force.We are so close to our source, that when we smell a rose,God smells it too.Somehow we exist as vibrational tone and color,each with a unique pitch and hue,waiting patiently for our chance to rejoin the collective orchestra back where we all started.We live in a giant holigram,created by vibrational tones that we try and recreate here on the physical plane by making music and art..To remind of of what is yet to come..And has been,forever since the very first "I am"&lt;div 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is'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4188964724539141237</id><published>2009-11-08T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T05:59:27.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>45 Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.&lt;br /&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.&lt;br /&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.&lt;br /&gt;4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will.  So stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month.&lt;br /&gt;6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take  it.&lt;br /&gt;9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.&lt;br /&gt;12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.&lt;br /&gt;15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.&lt;br /&gt;16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.&lt;br /&gt;17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion.  Today is special.&lt;br /&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;23. Be eccentric now.. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.&lt;br /&gt;24. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frame every so-called disaster with these words ''&lt;u&gt;In five years, will this matter?&lt;/u&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Always choose life.&lt;br /&gt;27. Forgive everyone everything.&lt;br /&gt;28. What other people think of you is none of your business..&lt;br /&gt;29. Time heals almost everything. Give time, time.&lt;br /&gt;30. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;31. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;32. Believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.&lt;br /&gt;35.. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.&lt;br /&gt;36. Your children get only one childhood.&lt;br /&gt;37.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;39. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd&lt;br /&gt;grab ours back.&lt;br /&gt;40. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;41. The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;42. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;43. Yield.&lt;br /&gt;44. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4188964724539141237?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4188964724539141237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4188964724539141237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4188964724539141237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4188964724539141237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/11/45-lessons.html' title='45 Lessons'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-2024343672026596936</id><published>2009-11-02T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T06:16:44.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O what a tangled web we weave</title><content type='html'>&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript"&gt; muckMapWidth="645"; muckMapHeight="500"; muckMapCtx="http://www.muckety.com"; muckMapProps=({restore:"6FB10C6E36FC307AFB441CD010AADC3D.map",autoGroup:"7,7",baseurl:'http://www.muckety.com'});&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://www.muckety.com/js/relation-map.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-2024343672026596936?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/2024343672026596936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=2024343672026596936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2024343672026596936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2024343672026596936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/11/muckmapwidth645-muckmapheight500.html' title='O what a tangled web we weave'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-8626559500732495423</id><published>2009-09-08T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T08:12:27.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jim Hill's letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Many saw Barbara Boxer as she admonished a brigadier general because he addressed her as "ma'am" and not "Senator" before a Senate hearing. This letter is from a National Guard aviator and Captain for Alaska Airlines. I wonder what he would have said if he was really angry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Dear Senator Boxer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;You were so right on when you scolded the general on TV for using the term, "ma'am," instead of "Senator". After all, in the military, "ma'am" is a term of respect when addressing a female of superior rank or position. The general was totally wrong. You are not a person of superior rank or position. You are a member of one of the world's most corrupt organizations, the  U.S. Senate, equalled only by the  US . House of Representatives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congress is a cesspool of liars, thieves, inside traders, traitors, drunks (one who killed a staffer, yet is still revered), criminals, and other low level swine who, as individuals (not all, but many), will do anything to enhance their lives, fortunes and power,&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; all at the expense of the People of the United States and its Constitution, in order to be continually re-elected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;  Many democrats even want American troops killed by releasing photographs. How many of you could honestly say, "We pledge our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor"? None? One? Two? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; Your reaction to the general shows several things. First is your abysmal ignorance of all things military. Your treatment of the general shows you to be an elitist of the worst kind. When the general entered the military (as most of us who served) he wrote the government a blank check, offering his life to protect your derriere, now safely and comfortably ensconced in a 20 thousand dollar leather chair, paid for by the general's taxes. You repaid him for this by humiliating him in front of millions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Second is your puerile character, lack of sophistication, and arrogance which borders on the hubristic. This display of brattish behavior shows you to be a virago, termagant, harridan, nag, scold or shrew, unfit for your position, regardless of the support of the unwashed, uneducated masses who have made California into the laughing stock of the nation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;What I am writing, Senator, are the same thoughts countless millions of Americans have toward Congress, but who lack the energy, ability or time to convey them. Under the democrats, some don't even have the 44 cents to buy the stamp. Regardless of their thoughts, most realize that politicians are pretty much the same, and will vote for the one who will bring home the most bacon, even if they do consider  how corrupt that person is. Lord Acton (1834 - 1902) so aptly charged, "Power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely." Unbeknownst to you and your colleagues, "Mr. Power" has had his way with all of you, and we are all the worse for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Finally Senator, I, too, have a title. It is "Right Wing Extremist Potential Terrorist Threat." It is not of my choosing, but was given to me by your Secretary of Homeland Security, Janet Napolitano. And you were offended by "ma'am"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Have a fine day. Cheers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Jim Hill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;16808 - 103rd Avenue Court East &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;South Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;, WA 98374&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Please circulate this to remind every voter that the "cesspools" MUST be pumped out when we go to the polls in November, 2010. Honoring and respecting the voters is a thing of the past for many of those in our congress and senate.We need to vote their arrogant, self serving folks out of office if America is to get on the long road back from the devastation that these self serving cowards have brought upon us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-8626559500732495423?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/8626559500732495423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=8626559500732495423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8626559500732495423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8626559500732495423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/09/jim-hills-letter.html' title='Jim Hill&apos;s letter'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-8057294835212277511</id><published>2009-08-20T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:21:40.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Democrats, realizing the success of the President's "Cash for Clunkers" rebate program, have revamped a major portion of their National Health Care Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;President Obama, Speaker Pelosi, and Sen. Reed are expected to make this major announcement at a joint news conference later this week. I have obtained an advanced copy of the proposal which is named....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CASH FOR CODGERS" and it works like this... Couples wishing to access health care funds in order to pay for the delivery of a child will be required to turn in one old person.  The amount the government grants them will be fixed according to a sliding scale. Older and more prescription dependent codgers will garner the highest amounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special "Bonuses" will be paid for those submitting codgers in targeted groups, such as smokers, alcohol drinkers, persons 10 pounds over their government prescribed weight, and any member of the Republican Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smaller bonuses will be given for codgers who consume beef, soda, fried foods, potato chips, lattes, whole milk, dairy products, bacon, Brussels sprouts, or Girl Scout Cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All codgers will be rendered totally useless via toxic injection.. This will insure that they are not secretly resold or their body parts harvested to keep other codgers in repair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-8057294835212277511?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/8057294835212277511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=8057294835212277511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8057294835212277511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8057294835212277511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/08/democrats-realizing-success-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1030277719420063320</id><published>2009-07-26T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T08:25:17.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My grandaughter and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/Smx1W9kPNBI/AAAAAAAABFE/xNLe2Y8snos/s1600-h/menellie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/Smx1W9kPNBI/AAAAAAAABFE/xNLe2Y8snos/s400/menellie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1030277719420063320?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1030277719420063320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1030277719420063320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1030277719420063320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1030277719420063320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-grandaughter-and-me.html' title='My grandaughter and me'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/Smx1W9kPNBI/AAAAAAAABFE/xNLe2Y8snos/s72-c/menellie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4739774426096298692</id><published>2009-06-10T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:07:24.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonflies</title><content type='html'>today started off pretty special for me.I walked into the kitchen and near the sink hovering overhead was a small blueish dragonfly.He looked like he was trying to find his way out so I told my girlfriend to watch as I told the dragonfly I would help him,not to worry,and come on over and land on my finger.I stuck the finger up in the air,and this little dragonfly must have understood and came right over and landed on my fingertip,and stayed there for a while as I walked him outside into the fresh air and sky.He didnt take off so i put on my reading glasses and looked closer at him as my girlfriend came over.He looked back at me,buzzed his wings twice as if to say thanks,and flew off.Crockadile dundee aint got nuthin on me.lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4739774426096298692?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4739774426096298692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4739774426096298692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4739774426096298692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4739774426096298692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/06/dragonflies.html' title='Dragonflies'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3797275828173851783</id><published>2009-04-29T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:46:15.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spirit energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: navy;"&gt;Scribbles 90 from Lytske.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;A series of messages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; from mostly unknown Teachers – June 2, 1999. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Child, allow the free flow of Spirit energy flow through you, so you will learn to discern some answers in your mind.  I say some, because most answers await your future unfoldment in eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Remember that you are already living in eternity, but only in a tiny segment called time.  The door to the beyond, from mortality to immortality, is through the material dissolution of the mortal habiliment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;For spirit, once given life in a mortal, does not and cannot die, for it is eternal.  As it is from Me and of Me, My Spirit is growing your soul by gently nudging you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;My Being in you is Higher than the energy you speak of, but it is part of Me, for it is of God, through Whom everything is created, by the method of evolution in space and time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Energy is the vehicle and the means for you to move in and unfold.  I nudge you gently into a greater awareness in this unfolding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;I notice that this insight is new for you, for this thought of having so much assistance never occurred to you.  I am a Spark of the eternal Creator God, which is bestowed on every normal thinking mortal, when the first moral decision arises in the human mind, usually between the ages of five and seven years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;You very early made that decision, as you will remember, and you felt that great feeling of comfort shortly thereafter, and also the thought of having no fear of thunderstorms, because somehow you knew that you were protected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Let us grow together child, you in Me and I in you -- A partnership for all eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;© &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: 0pt;"&gt;11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3797275828173851783?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3797275828173851783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3797275828173851783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3797275828173851783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3797275828173851783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/04/spirit-energy.html' title='spirit energy'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3606028214732146684</id><published>2009-04-29T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T06:41:07.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Today’s lesson is on love.  There is much to say about love, for it is the very essence of all things, and it truly could not be described in its entirety in words, songs, or the arts, yet it is the one thing that inspires truth, beauty, and goodness.  Love is as infinite as the Creator himself -- it is the only real thing of value, the very construct of all reality and relationships between personalities.  Love is all that truly matters, for everything else will pass away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;“What is it that we are truly searching for today my beloved?  What is it that we busy our selves with, going to and fro, here and there, learning, working, playing, creating, building our careers?  We do all these things day in and day out, and the years pass by very quickly, but then do we stop for a moment and take inventory of our past?  For when we do, what things boil up to the surface -- the things of love in our life?  They are those precious moments that we cherish -- your first kiss; those intimate relationships with individuals that touched you on a deep and profound level; the kindness of strangers that helped you when you were in need; holding your newborn child for the first time; on and on goes the mind as it recalls the memory of the highest value meanings and feelings in your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;“These are the things of love that will survive eternity -- these are survival value soul building moments and they become a part of your morontia self.  Everything else will pass away.  So you see how important these things are and yet they make up a very small amount of your living moments in life.  The illusion of the material world and the pursuit of material things distract us from the most important things in life -- the pursuit of love; the giving and the receiving of love; to make a connection with someone on a soul level; to link hearts with your brothers and sisters in unconditional love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;“Step outside of yourself right now and take inventory of the important things of love in your life.  Think about how you can make a difference and become one of those cherished memories in the life of one of your brothers or sisters.  How beautiful it is to be apart of the soul memory of another human being and live forever in their eternal memory!  Reach out and touch someone today, my beloved.  This is the very meaning of what the master meant when he said, ‘Save your treasures in heaven, for there also will be your heart.’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;“Good day,&lt;br /&gt;“The Circle of Seven.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;The 11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3606028214732146684?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3606028214732146684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3606028214732146684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3606028214732146684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3606028214732146684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-love.html' title='Take Love'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3898910206291740889</id><published>2009-04-27T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:47:42.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>545 People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;                 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;div&gt;                 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;                                                                                 545                  PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            By Charlie Reese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;div&gt;                 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;div&gt;                 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;Politicians                  are the only people in the world who create problems and then                  campaign against them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered, if both                  the Democrats and the Republicans are against                  deficits, WHY do we have deficits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever                  wondered, if all the politicians are against inflation and high                  taxes, WHY do we have inflation and high taxes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I                  don't propose a federal budget.  The president                  does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I don't have the Constitutional authority                  to vote on appropriations. The House of representatives                  does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I don't write the tax code, Congress                  does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I don't set fiscal policy, Congress                  does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I don' t control monetary policy,                  the Federal Reserve Bank does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hundred                  senators, 435 congressmen, one president, and                  nine Supreme Court justices  545 human beings out                  of the 300 million are directly, legally, morally, and                  individually responsible for the domestic problems that                  plague this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I excluded the members of                  the Federal Reserve Board because that                  problem was created by the Congress.   In 1913,                  Congress delegated its Constitutional duty to provide a sound                  currency to a federally chartered, but private, central                  bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I excluded all the special interests and lobbyists                  for a sound reason. They have no legal                  authority.  They have no ability to coerce a senator,                  a congressman, or a president to do one                  cotton-picking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial                  Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;thing.  I don' t care if they offer a politician                  $1 million dollars in cash. The politician has the power to                  accept or reject it. No matter what the lobbyist promises,                  it is the legislator's responsibility to determine how he                  votes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 545 human beings spend much of their energy                  convincing you that what they did is not their                  fault.   They cooperate in this common con regardless                  of party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What separates a politician from a normal                  human being is an excessive amount of gall.                    No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;"  &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;ormal                  human being would have the gall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;"  &gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt; a                  Speaker, who stood up and criticized the President for creating                  deficits.   The president can only propose a                  budget.   He cannot force the Congress to accept                  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Constitution, which is the supreme law                  of the land, gives sole responsibility to the House of                  Representatives for originating and approving                  appropriations and taxes.   Who is the speaker of                  the House?   Nancy Pelosi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;She                  is the leader of the majority party.  She and fellow                  House members, not the president, can approve any budget they                  want. If the president vetoes it, they can pass it over his veto                  if they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;agree                  to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems inconceivable to me that a nation of 300                  million can not replace 545 people who stand convicted -- by                  present facts -- of incompetence and                  irresponsibility.   I can't think of a                  single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;domestic problem                  that is not traceable directly to those 545 people.  When                  you fully grasp the plain truth that 545 people exercise the                  power of the federal government, then it must follow that what                  exists is what they want to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the tax code                  is unfair, it's because they want it unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the                  budget is in the red, it's because they want it in the red                  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Army &amp;amp; Marines are in  IRAQ, it's                  because they want them in IRAQ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they do                  not receive social security but are on an elite retirement plan                  not available to the people, it's because they want it that                  way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no insoluble government                  problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not let these 545 people shift the blame to                  bureaucrats, whom they hire and whose jobs they can                  abolish; to lobbyists, whose gifts and advice they can reject;                  to regulators, to whom they give the power to regulate and from                  whom they can take this power.   Above all, do not                  let them con you into the belief that there exists                  disembodied mystical forces like "the economy," "inflation," or                  "politics" that prevent them from doing what they take an                  oath to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 545 people, and they alone, are                  responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They, and they alone, have the                  power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They, and they alone, should be held accountable                  by the people who are their                  bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;Provided                  the voters have the gumption to manage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;color:navy;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;their                  own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;color:navy;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;We                  should vote all of them out of office and clean up their                  mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Arial Narrow';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;Charlie                  Reese is a former columnist of theOrlando Sentinel                  Newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3898910206291740889?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3898910206291740889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3898910206291740889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3898910206291740889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3898910206291740889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/04/545-people-by-charlie-reese-politicians.html' title='545 People'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4972638931702100960</id><published>2009-04-18T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T08:23:52.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://thosecrazygodaminternetpeople.blogspot.com/2006/11/believing-mind.html"&gt;The believing mind&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   Excerpt from Inscribed on the Believing Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Way is not difficult for those who have no&lt;br /&gt;preferences.&lt;br /&gt;When love and hate are both absent everything becomes clear&lt;br /&gt;and undisguised.&lt;br /&gt;Make the smallest distinction, however, and heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;are set infinitely apart.&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to see the truth then hold no opinions for or&lt;br /&gt;against anything.&lt;br /&gt;To set up what you like against what you dislike is the&lt;br /&gt;disease of the mind.&lt;br /&gt;When the deep meaning of things is not understood the mind's&lt;br /&gt;essential peace is disturbed to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;The Way is perfect like vast space when nothing is lacking&lt;br /&gt;and nothing is in excess.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it is due to our choosing to accept or reject that&lt;br /&gt;we do not see the true nature of things.&lt;br /&gt;Live neither in the entanglements of outer things nor in&lt;br /&gt;inner feelings of emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;Be serene in the oneness of things and such erroneous views&lt;br /&gt;will disappear by themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4972638931702100960?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4972638931702100960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4972638931702100960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4972638931702100960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4972638931702100960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/04/way.html' title='The Way'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3540378471961949054</id><published>2009-03-15T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:54:15.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Void</title><content type='html'>What mystics call the Void is not a void. It is so full of energy, a&lt;br /&gt;different kind of energy that has created everything that we are.&lt;br /&gt;Everything since the Big Bang is vibration, from the first Word, which&lt;br /&gt;is the first vibration. The biblical “I AM” really has a question mark&lt;br /&gt;after it. “I AM—What am I?” So creation is God exploring God’s Self&lt;br /&gt;through every way imaginable, in an on-going, infinite exploration&lt;br /&gt;through every one of us. I began to see during my near-death&lt;br /&gt;experience that everything that is, is the Self, literally your Self,&lt;br /&gt;my Self. Everything is the great Self. That is why God knows even when&lt;br /&gt;a leaf falls. That is possible because wherever you are is the center&lt;br /&gt;of the Universe. Wherever any atom is, that is the center of the&lt;br /&gt;Universe. There is God in that, and God in the Void.&lt;br /&gt;http://utopiaradio.ning.com/profiles/blogs/a-life-after-death-journey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3540378471961949054?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3540378471961949054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3540378471961949054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3540378471961949054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3540378471961949054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/03/void.html' title='The Void'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1848167422272036031</id><published>2009-03-05T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:14:24.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepare</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;THE DAYS TO COME . . . .&lt;/h2&gt;   We are now seeing much of the changing times.  There are even more turbulent times ahead,  however don't lose heart.  To be forewarned is to be forearmed.  Remember that change and  destruction has to take place in order for new constructions to appear.   &lt;p&gt; I was told in early 1996: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; We welcome you on this your New Year Day in your concept of time.  We do not have time as  you do, as everything exists in the now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;There are indeed changes happening in your world which have greater ramifications.  The  weather is a sign of these changes.  Mankind is being made aware of these changes through  the pattern of your weather.  The earth herself is being altered and man's conception of his  home planet is about to change.  There is naught to fear.  All change is for a wider purpose.   Be prepared to change self as these changes happen around you.  All is in accord with Divine  Law.  The seasons are only one sign of the great shift which is to occur.  Be prepared to  accept whatever comes in each new day.  The time for taking anything for granted is over.   Each new moment has a different thing to offer you.  Be prepared to accept each change as it  occurs.  There is nothing frightening or fearful in this - it is just different from what you may  have anticipated in times past.  You must realise that you cannot live in your past any more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Only by going within and accepting what is in your now time will you find peace.  Past and  future will no longer have the hold over you that they once did.  Live in the moment and be  joy-filled.  There is naught to fear.  Be happy&lt;/em&gt; . . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The more enlightened we are about our future and what to expect, the more we will be able to  be in harmony as these things happen.  We are children of the one Creator and as such we  have opportunities to witness one of the greatest changes this planet has seen.  Remember we  are eternal. Nothing can harm us.  If we do leave our physical bodies we only make the  transition, we do not die.  Love is eternal.  Only love can be taken with us.  We can never lose  that which we never had in the first place.  We are literally "embodiments of love".  If we  become enlightened through understanding and compassion, before we make this transition,  we have served our life's purpose.  We will have begun to see the changes which will herald  our new world! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Many of us, like my husband, for example are afraid to look into the future for fear of what  they will see.  When I asked Divine Guidance about this the answer was as follows: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; Your man is afraid to look to the future.  He has much fear still within him.  The years will  unfold in their own good time.  If each moment is made to count, the outcome will not be  important, for you will be living in your higher consciousness and time as you know it, will  cease to be the same.  One day you will emerge from your bed of sleep and say: "Has two  years of time really passed?  It seems like only yesterday!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;When you are fully immersed in your now moment there is no past or present.  All is at that  moment - and that, my child is how life was always meant to be.  Your good man will see the  future as a time for him to rest, but indeed he will not rest.  His fear of the future will push  him on to further activities and he will not get his chance to look back to the times past and  say "Where has the time gone?" for indeed he will be living his past, present, and future in  the one moment. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Life is an ongoing cycle and nothing that exists is permanent, yet at the same time, no lesson  learned is ever lost.  You will see self in the future and wonder if you ever were the being you  see now.  Your concept of time is changing so fast even those upon your plane called  scientists, are indeed investigating this, your concept of time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Live in the present moment and be joyful.  The future will unfold as it is meant to be.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; All of our reactions are caused by our past connection to something.  If we live in the present,  there is no guilt of the past, no fear for the future, there is just now!  That is how this world  will be in the days to come.  We are coming into an Age when all will be now.  So many  people these days have 'instant amnesia'.  They can't remember what they were going to do or  say.  They forget things that they did yesterday.  The effect is throughout all generations.  It is  not just the old or middle-aged people who are having this problem.  Even my young daughter  is forgetting things that she never once would have forgotten.  Our earth is moving into  another dimension - literally!  We are finding ourselves more and more, living only in the  present.  The past is slipping away, as memories are fading.  We will have no need to carry  extra baggage into the new Age.  Our memories will be transmuted through love and will  become part of our now.  Because of the changes happening to us, we will be more open  psychically to contacting those we have loved and lost through physical death.  We will have  moved our consciousness into a higher dimension.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Some of the changes are already happening.  The earth herself is rebelling against the  mistreatment over the last few centuries of abuse and rape by mankind.  She is cracking as her  belly is opened and earthquakes tremble, to rid her of the poisons mankind has treated her  with.  She is spewing forth her volcanoes, raging her seas and sending her winds to parch the  earth and her rains to flood the plains, causing mudslides and creating much havoc.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We will see an increase in the fall of the economic markets world-wide.  The banks will fall as  will the stock market and the larger insurance companies.  Many will be trying to survive as  more and more people become jobless.  It will be crucial times which will call for much  strength from our inner sources.  People who are not balanced will become further imbalanced  as they begin to turn to crime in order to survive.  Mechanical equipment will start to fail and  there will be numerous accidents, both in the air and on the ground.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The earth, which has suffered so much abuse, will release some of the radioactive waste buried  deep within her bowels.  These leaks have already began to happen and worse could be  waiting, if mankind does not wake up to the hurt he is causing from his nuclear wastes and  weapons.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Our brothers from space will land among us and converse with many.  They will be the saving  grace for many, as people begin to become disheartened and angry with the governments, and  question their long kept secrets, and their own religions.  These beings will assist us by  showing us how we can overcome our difficulties through brotherly love to each other.  More  people will find their psychic powers opened as they become more attuned with their higher  sources.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Again I was advised to live in the moment: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; Live in the now moment and do not let thoughts of past worry you.  You are a  multidimensional being, and the thoughts you have are not yours alone, but belong to the  many who are also part of you.  Your multidimensional selves are coming to the point where  freedom is in sight for them all.  You are about to embark on a wonderful journey to freedom.   Be happy.  This time is not far off.  Let each day bring you more joy.  Live in that joy and let  not past worries intervene.  There is much light about you.  Let it shine for the world needs it  now more than ever.  Those things which are brought to the light are brought to be healed.   Have no fear that harm will come to any.  These things are necessary for healing of  situations.  Simply allow all things to come to the light.  Be steady in your thoughts.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Send your loving thoughts to everyone you feel has need of them, for we can affect their  arrival.  Thoughts are REAL.  Do not be deceived that they are not.  Your loving thoughts  WILL find their target.  Pray often.  There is hope for every situation.  Believe that all is  possible through the love of the Creator.  These thoughts we leave with you&lt;/em&gt;. . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The coming days, once the worst is over, will be a time of  rejoicing.  We will literally see the  great prophecies fulfilled, as the "lamb lays down with the lion".  Cattle will not be afraid of  losing their lives any longer, as the new day dawns.  Animals of all species will commune in  families and live in peace again, as it was in the beginning.  There will be a greater  consciousness among mankind and man will be enlightened by the growing light within.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We are advised to face our ailments with understanding and acceptance as these changes  occur. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; Many are finding ailments today.  Be of good cheer.  Happier times are ahead.  We know you  are going through some trialing times at the moment but they won't  last.  Learn your lesson  well and these times will pass more quickly.  I Am your guiding light.  Fear not. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;These times are for your growth.  Learn well and these lessons will become lessons of joy.   Let not your heart be troubled.  Take all things in your stride and one day they will be looked  upon as the greatest treasures life could give you.  These things are in themselves unpolished  jewels to be transformed into the most dazzling beauty you could ever imagine.  These lights  of beauty are just waiting to be revealed to you.  The promises of the future go with you.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Walk in light and be glad . . .  We love you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We, as mankind, are becoming fully consciousness beings, and will be able to communicate  with others in higher dimensions.  There will be no barriers to what we can do.  We will learn  to use antigravity as a means to transport ourselves.  We will have laws but they will be good  laws.  They will be in alignment with the Higher Will.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Once we become aware enough of ourselves as Divine beings, and treat everyone else as if  they were Divine also,  we will find crime and greed disappear.  There will be no need for  insecurities and fears.  The last vestiges of these are being played out in our world right now.   Their time is short dear reader.  Be hopeful and joyful.  Our promised thousand years of peace  IS coming!  Our days will be longer upon this planet as peace envelopes the whole of humanity  and lower life forms as well.  We will raise our vibrations to a higher dimension and will live to  see this transition of our beautiful planet within our lifetimes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Take heart all who read.  Peace is just around the corner.  Those who are aware enough to  understand these words will be the ones to be the leaders and the councillors in the days to  come.  Know that YOU are Divine Essence.  You are LOVE.  You are as much a part of God  as anyone else.  All have equal claim to that right.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Enlightenment comes through understanding.  Enlightenment comes through non-judgement  and unconditional Love.  Enlightenment comes through "feeling the daily daggers of relentless  steel and keeping on living".  Enlightenment is raising our consciousness towards our Higher  Self, or Greater Light.  Enlightenment is reaching our arms out to our fellowman in  compassion and concern.  Enlightenment is expressing the living truth in each moment we  walk the path of Light, in whatever our jobs are, or whatever course our lives take.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The promises for our future are embodied in the following song.  It was sung to the tune of  Amazing Grace by Silarra, one of the extraterrestrial walk-ins who have come to help our  planet: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt; Amazing grace, compassion and truth&lt;br /&gt;Aqua star - ship of blue light.&lt;br /&gt;We have come to Earth to live its dream:&lt;br /&gt;A heaven of pure delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share our forces here with you&lt;br /&gt;Of inside wisdom and love.&lt;br /&gt;We live here upon this plane&lt;br /&gt;As we do in the ships above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more than twelve thousand groups of twelve&lt;br /&gt;We have gathered from afar.&lt;br /&gt;We have come to fill the Earth with light,&lt;br /&gt;To fulfill her birth as a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We speak to you of Heaven on Earth;&lt;br /&gt;It's within if you'll just allow.&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate, your Spirit calls -&lt;br /&gt;Wake up - the time is now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1848167422272036031?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1848167422272036031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1848167422272036031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1848167422272036031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1848167422272036031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/03/prepare.html' title='Prepare'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4950315323018865595</id><published>2009-02-27T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:25:45.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being here and wanting to be there</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Every   single person on the planet and every single Consciousness in the Universe   has the same experience of being here and having a desire to be there. In   other words, it is the promise of this eternal Universe… You’re always,   always, always going to be on your way to something more—always. And when you   relax and accept that, and stop beating up on yourself for not being   someplace that you’re not, and instead, start embracing where you are while   you keep your eye on where you’re going—now life becomes really, really,   really fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="style10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Excerpted from   the workshop in Asheville, NC on Saturday, October 25th, 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Our   Love,&lt;br /&gt;  Jerry and Esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4950315323018865595?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4950315323018865595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4950315323018865595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4950315323018865595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4950315323018865595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-here-and-wanting-to-be-there.html' title='Being here and wanting to be there'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-583596987860870849</id><published>2009-02-14T19:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:28:52.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Prayer: Thank you, Jesus, for pointing out to me the importance of the words we speak to others.  Help me to become more mindful, to become gentler in my speech, to become more understanding towards others, and to look beyond the surface of appearance.  I pray for patience most of all, to be more thoughtful towards others.  Thank You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Dear child, honor the Father’s Gift within.  Follow Her guidance.  Seek Her in the Silence more often with greater concentration.  Her fragrance will penetrate you from the inside out, once you open yourself willingly to receive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Be ever vigilant and alert how you speak with others.  Mindful thoughtfulness is the path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Each day anew consecrate yourself in sincere honesty to be in service to the Master, for the greater good of all.  The effect is in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;being &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and not in the doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Pause and consider these things, hold them in your heart, mind and soul.  Strengthen your daily resolve to follow the Master Jesus and do His Bidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;The feelings of richness will grow.  When in doubt, go within for Guidance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;© &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: 0pt;"&gt;11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-583596987860870849?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/583596987860870849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=583596987860870849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/583596987860870849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/583596987860870849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/02/pray-for-patience.html' title='Pray for patience'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7039533272604589252</id><published>2009-01-24T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:27:17.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Verdana,Geneva;"&gt;  The Master stands for all humanity and in fact all life, without the interfering biases of a given belief system, which is implicitly narrowing and limiting. [this means the Master is beyond ALL religions, rituals, specific philosophies, governments, ethnic backgrounds, and traditions of all kinds, in favor of the direct perception of truth, and subsequent right action based upon it.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Verdana,Geneva;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Verdana,Geneva;"&gt;  5)    The Master advocates spiritual attainment and values based upon the universal. They do not seek followers, but spiritual partners, (as equals) who will one day gain an even higher level of spiritual practice and realization, than they themselves have gained. Never does a true Master say, "I am the ONLY way", but instead speaks of the undying truth whereby, through a number of approaches, practitioners may find their own self evolving enlightenment. The Master is not interested in hierarchical structures for social or spiritual organization. Again, they seek the self realization of all persons, as cosmic equals, (souls/centers of consciousness).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7039533272604589252?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7039533272604589252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7039533272604589252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7039533272604589252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7039533272604589252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/01/master.html' title='The Master'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1602748930127050406</id><published>2009-01-09T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T05:04:31.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Know Love</title><content type='html'>Is there really the desire to know love, or to know the experience of someone having an emotion over self? Is it a desire to be itself expended in doing that which may be helpful or constructive? This can be done, but it will require the losing of self, as has been indicated, in service for others.&lt;br /&gt;. . . But arise to that consciousness that if ye would have life, if ye would have friends, if ye would have love, these things ye must expend. For only that ye give away do ye possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Cayce Reading 1786-2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1602748930127050406?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1602748930127050406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1602748930127050406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1602748930127050406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1602748930127050406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-know-love.html' title='To Know Love'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-8171036655711570324</id><published>2008-12-27T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T09:49:41.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace is the Way</title><content type='html'>Peace is the Way&lt;br /&gt;Ten Steps to Peace Consciousness&lt;br /&gt;(taken from Peace is the Way, by Deepak Chopra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Change doesn't start on the surface. It's generated from consciousness. This has been true throughout history. If both Buddhism and Christianity could begin with one person, let us not think in terms of numbers and odds. It may sound grandiose to compare ourselves to great spiritual guides, but we act collectively, as an alliance. Our strength comes from critical mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We aren't here to make the world evolve. We are here to evolve as individuals and then to spread that influence. In the wisdom tradition of Vedanta, the stream of evolution is known in Sanskrit as Dharma, from a root verb that means 'to uphold.' This gives us a clue how to live: the easiest way for us to grow is to align ourselves with Dharma. We don't have to struggle to grow--that would be unproductive, in fact. The Dharma has always favored non-violence. If we can bring ourselves to a state of non-violence, and connect with others who are doing the same thing, we have done a huge thing to reinforce Dharma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Societies get into the grip of their own self-created story. It's helpful to realize that we can choose not to participate in that story. Realize that national and tribal stories are limited, self-serving, based on the past, reinforced by orthodoxy, and therefore opposed to real change. Stories are incredibly persuasive. Wars are fueled by victimization that runs deep, for example. So let us not try to change anyone's story. Let us only notice and observe ourselves when we buy into it and then let us back away from participating in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let us not demand of ourselves that we alone must be the agent of change. In a fire brigade everyone passes along a bucket, but only the last person puts out the fire. None of us know where we stand in line. We may be here simply to pass a bucket; we may be called on to play a major role. In either case, all we can do is think, act, and say. Let us direct our thoughts, words, and actions to peace. That is all we can do. Let the results be what they will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Let us realize that engagement and detachment aren't opposite—the more engaged we become, the more detached we will have to be. Otherwise, we will lose ourselves in conflict, obsessiveness, anxiety over the future, and feelings of guilt and inadequacy. Keep in mind that we are pioneers into the unknown, and uncertainty is our ally. When our minds want closure, certainty, and finality, let us remind ourselves that these are fictions. Our joyous moments will come from riding the wave, not asking to get off at the next station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Since most misery is born of failed expectations let us learn to minimize expectations so&lt;br /&gt;that we will feel far less guilt and disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We aren't here to be good or perfect. We are here as the antennas for signals from the future. We are here to be midwives to something that wants to be born. Good people have preceded us. They solved some problems and created others. As one wise teacher said, "You aren't here to be as good as possible. You are here to be as real as possible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I know this sounds difficult, but let us try to be tolerant of intolerance. This is a hard one at times, but if you try the opposite—showing a hard heart against those with hard hearts of their own—all we've done is expand the problem. It's helpful (but often difficult) to remember that everyone is doing the best they can form their own level of consciousness. Trying to talk a terrorist out of his&lt;br /&gt;beliefs is like trying to persuade a lion to be a vegetarian. All we can realistically do is seek openings for higher awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Let us resist the lure of dualities. These include us versus them, civilized versus barbarians, good versus evil. The good, civilized people of Europe managed to kill millions of themselves, along with millions of "them." In reality we are all in the same boat of human conflict and confusion. Sometimes it helps to admit that the doctor is not far from being a patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Let's create an atmosphere of peace around ourselves. Imagine that we are like a mother whose children come home crying about fights at school. Would it be her job to soothe their wounds or to arm them for fighting back tomorrow? Simplistic as it may sound, the male principle of aggression can only be healed by the feminine principle of nurturing and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Deepak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-8171036655711570324?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/8171036655711570324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=8171036655711570324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8171036655711570324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8171036655711570324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/12/peace-is-way.html' title='Peace is the Way'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-276437667996082691</id><published>2008-12-07T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T06:43:15.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept Yourself just the way you are</title><content type='html'>Dear one, in order to love another without reservation or conditions, it is necessary that you learn to truly love and accept yourself just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive yourself for all past mistakes, and for all present and future failings.  Accept yourself as the God-given personality you are; hardly perfect, but knowing perfection is the ultimate destiny in eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this earth life you are waking up and becoming more aware of the true purpose of life; to be the best you can be under all circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life teaches you lessons through which to learn mastery over self; be it over greed, jealousy, gluttony, or addictions of any kind—anything that holds you from the greatest good and attainment, and this is to be achieved without using any dishonest means, or using another person to attain your goals in life, unless such help is freely given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are learning to travel with Me, your Guide within.  This is what Jesus mastered when He walked the earth as a Man among men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the most important lessons He taught, and lived, were to love God first, and to learn to love and accept yourself as God loves and accepts you, to love your neighbor as yourself, and to forgive each and everyone who wrongs you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all live in a love and mercy-oriented Universe, as your Ruler, Michael, so lovingly and eloquently displayed in His life here as Yoshua ben Joseph, Jesus of Nazareth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His life was, and still is, a triumph that all humans can aspire to in their short but intense lives in the flesh as they are lived here on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, even as a young boy, often sought the Still Small Voice within when He chose to be away from others to better commune with His Father in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, too, can you follow His example and practice this as often as needed, for I am always with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© The 11:11 Progress Group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-276437667996082691?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/276437667996082691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=276437667996082691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/276437667996082691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/276437667996082691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/12/accept-yourself-just-way-you-are.html' title='Accept Yourself just the way you are'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4159066074820526217</id><published>2008-10-28T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:13:14.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qk9PNKFky40&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qk9PNKFky40&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4159066074820526217?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4159066074820526217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4159066074820526217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4159066074820526217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4159066074820526217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-dream.html' title='A New Dream'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-6599984469870314793</id><published>2008-10-27T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T06:16:27.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem with Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eoni.com/%7Evisionquest/index.html"&gt;WMS          HOME PAGE&lt;/a&gt;  |  &lt;a href="http://www.eoni.com/%7Evisionquest/library.html"&gt;LIBRARY          TABLE OF CONTENTS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;h3&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;The          Major Problems With Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;                              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;Egotism&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;The          assumption among the older generation(s), (40-60+ years) is that by          virtue of age, some&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;implicit          respect and special consideration is due.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;This attitude seems to be a leftover from a long-faded age of          human history, one that originated the phrase, “respect your          elders”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In times past,          our “elders” were in fact those people in the tribe or community          which held the most wisdom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Elders”          were usually composed of the elderly, and the elderly were a repository          for a &lt;b style=""&gt;lifestyle&lt;/b&gt; that          reflected the practical and profound wisdom of nature, (right living).&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;In today’s world there is no such thing as an          “elder” for the most part.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There          is only a great deal of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“do          as I say, but not as I do”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead          of growing wiser, the majority of today’s elderly simply grow weaker,          embittered and more deluded.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In          evaluating the current condition of the world, and the mental and          physical state of this generation, no such respect or special          consideration is due.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Respect          is not automatic it is earned, and the youth of today give all the          respect to the older generations which they have earned, (which is for          the most part, none whatsoever).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A          destroyed world that is the inheritance of the youth of today is not          respectable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Neither is the          hypocrisy and arrogance of those currently in charge of the status quo,          who have destroyed it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Greed          and arrogance are the legacy left today by the older generations.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;It is they who, in their ignorance and a “selling out” of          what the soul knows to be correct, have worked for the obtaining of          material wealth over all other things, including health, happiness,          wisdom and right living. &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 14.15pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -14.15pt;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;Examining the cause of          the world problem&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;-&lt;/u&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The          cause of crime&lt;/u&gt;, is not the supposed lack of disciplinary measures          inflicted by the legal system upon criminals and youth.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Crime does not occur because society has a supposed lack of          police officers, prisons, “boot camps”, judges and youth, (slave)          labor facilities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cause          of crime is &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;society itself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, as          provoked by the corruption and insanity of government, the court system,          politics, the educational system, the medical, (AMA) paradigm and the          primitive egotism of a primitive humanity.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;It is not youth that is at fault, nor is it minorities or other          specific classes of persons who are responsible for rising violent          crime.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rising violent crime          is a symptom of the disease of decadent materialism, with which humanity          is terminally infected.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It          is a symptom of the decay of society, in the inner and outer destruction          of what is wholesome and natural.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;What we          witness at the turning of the millennium, are the beginning days of the          extinction of mankind, with the possible exception of those few who          recognize, that the human species has gone mad en masse, and who have          the dedication to truth that is evidenced above all other priorities. &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;The changing of the          system&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;-&lt;/u&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;Our corrupt society cannot and will not be changed through          political reform or social reformation.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;An insane public will always generate an insane governing body,          regardless of the economic philosophy used, or the name of the political          party which organizes it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our          crisis is a matter of inner strife, unnaturalness and division, which is          reflected by the outer world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our          malady is found in the diseased state of individual and world          consciousness, and it cannot be cured through the institution of outer          forms.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To do so is          comparable to placing a bandage over a wound that comes from within.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;At best this is only a temporary and misguided measure, one that          does not address the &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;cause of the injury&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Only          an inner revolution can sustain an outer transformation of society.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Corruption cannot cure corruption.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Only the face of corruption changes, not its essential intention.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Political or social reform is only a matter of agenda change, and          such change, so long as &lt;b style=""&gt;materialism&lt;/b&gt;          exists, can only be had in terms defined by lies and deceptions.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Hypocrisy is rampant in the modern world, because the values of          society are either lies or based upon lies.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;The greatest lie ever told by our age, is the assertion by the          average person that they are doing good, spiritual works for the sake of          Earth and humanity, while still worshipping the egotistical dollar and          all the facades it can buy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lifestyle          is the surest and most honest testimony to the reality behind public          action.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 14.15pt;"&gt;The          public lifestyle we witness is a matter of sheer self-indulgence, mental          and physical disease, and a progressively deadened environment for the          sake of so-called, “conveniences” and “luxuries”.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;This is not the information age, it is the Age of Denial, the          darkest period of human history ever known.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;We are not evolving or “progressing”, we are devolving into a          state of entropy and stupidity so profound, that it will eventually wipe          out all advanced life on Earth,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;if          it continues unchecked.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Public          action is hypocritical because it is based upon the secreted guilt of a          deceitful, artificialized, spoiled-rotted child&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;known as Homo Sapiens.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Conveniences          and luxuries are the emotional mainstay of a plastic coated, indulgent          public, and their social contribution to the world is motivated          primarily for the sake of alleviating that nagging guilt within, while          in reality ensuring that indulgence and comforts are maintained at all          costs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our citizens placate          their own deep-seated feelings of wrongdoing in the name of          “success”, through various trite and ultimately inconsequential          acts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This they call&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“doing their part”.&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The $50 contribution to the Audubon Society, the recycling of a          few glass containers and newspapers, and a few letters written to the          editor of a local newspaper, and all daily sins are thereby absolved, or          at least so the story goes.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Yet          lifestyle continues to destroy all.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Public speeches are given, and individuals assert to themselves          that good is being done, when in fact they are not truly interested in          what is actually good and worthwhile.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;They are not willing to spend the time or energy in gaining          self-knowledge, nor knowledge of the natural laws which they break every          day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The public cares only          for what is personally pleasurable and comfortable, as defined by a          society which considers the dollar God.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;For the majority of people today, their wrong-doings and greed          will only cease when environmental conditions &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;force&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;          them to reevaluate their style of living. &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 14.15pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -14.15pt;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;Very low expectations;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;It is commonly expected and assumed, that the human condition is          miserable by nature.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is          thought that there is ultimately nothing that can be done about this,          other than following governmental or institutional orders.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;The concept that daily life is not and can never be perfect, or          even truly happy, is the norm to which we are expected to apply in every          life decision.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are told          that “you can’t change the world overnight”, (“overnight” is a          term that can mean either 24 hours or 24 decades interchangeably) or          that “the system, (ignorance) can’t be changed, except through          ‘due process’”, or “if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em”          etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Such thinking is          the intent through which society justifies its own lack of          responsibility, for itself, &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a world community we have therefore set our sights on a          very low mark, calling this “realism”, while our efforts for global          reform reflect nothing but pessimism,&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;contained within placating political speeches.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;These low standards are to a very large extent what is directly          responsible for continuing global destruction.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;The “business as usual”, “I was only doing what I was          told”,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and “We’re          doing it this way because that’s the way it has always been done”,          are the politically correct excuses made by persons who really don’t          care after all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our species          no longer has the luxury of spending another 100-500 years in debating          the inadequacies of the human condition, because &lt;i style=""&gt;our          planet has almost been destroyed, &lt;b style=""&gt;now&lt;/b&gt;,          this day&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;We will          be lucky in fact, to last another 50 years, without major upheavals and          mass death, spread like an apocalyptic plague upon every continent and          city of the world.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;We the          people, must take every measure necessary to empower ourselves, starting          from within and working outwards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If          this ultimately includes armed revolution and well-coordinated anarchy,          to throw down the machine of death and the governments and corporations          which support it, then &lt;u&gt;so be it&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;We must insist upon the reestablishment of just self government.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Regardless of what we are told by the corporate owned media, the          people do &lt;b style=""&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;need, nor do          they truly desire to be programmed by an insane educational system.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Nor can the public continue to afford to live by the false          concept of “success”,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that has brought us to the brink of extinction.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Modern life does not reflect success, it reflects agony and death          on a mass scale.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyone who          says otherwise is either a coward or a naïve fool.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Those who willingly continue to participate in the materialistic          death machine, while knowing full well of the consequences, are a cancer          and plague upon all that is natural and naturally good. &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 14.15pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -14.15pt;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;Responsibility for our          monuments to greed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;Our lavish, and for the most part physically unnecessary homes,          businesses, amusement parks, supermarkets, new automobiles, yachts,          jetliners, weapons of war, armies and governments, are but monuments to          greed and insanity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We do          not build so much for the sake of need or practical value, but for the          sake of unquenchable, unreasoning, egotistical, murdering greed.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;In our madness we like to “show off”, personally and          collectively.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We murder          each other and the Earth to build such monuments, calling this,          “protecting our interests”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through          these structures and institutions we demonstrate our unsatisfactory lack          of wisdom, and thus our lack of fitness for continued survival.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;In essence, we have not understood the spiritual purpose of life.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;We have lived by materialism and we shall die by materialism, as          a payment for our crimes against God and Nature.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Taking personal responsibility for these facts, implies the          unavoidable need for &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;the outright and total rejection,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;of          the values and norms of society&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It also implies &lt;b style=""&gt;the          outright and total acceptance of spiritual purposes and natural laws as          demonstrated in daily affairs&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Only by returning to God and Nature, can any person realistically          expect true redemption from the extremely negative karma, accumulated          thus far by humanity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This          is true regardless of professed beliefs or organized religious          practices.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Truth alone must remain our highest focus, seven days a week,          throughout every facet of life. &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Comments on this article should be directed to;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:visionquest@eoni.com"&gt;Matthew Webb          visionquest@eoni.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;          &lt;/o:p&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eoni.com/%7Evisionquest"&gt;The World          Mind Society http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-6599984469870314793?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/6599984469870314793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=6599984469870314793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6599984469870314793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6599984469870314793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/10/problem-with-society.html' title='The Problem with Society'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-8561656010845642234</id><published>2008-10-20T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:59:32.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does this Path have heart?</title><content type='html'>Before you embark on any path ask the question: Does this path have a heart? If the answer is no, you will know it, and then you must choose another path. The trouble is nobody asks the question; and when a man finally realizes that he has taken a path without a heart, the path is ready to kill him. At that point very few men can stop to deliberate, and leave the path. A path without a heart is never enjoyable. You have to work hard even to take it. On the other hand, a path with heart is easy; it does not make you work at liking it.&lt;br /&gt;       I have told you that to choose a path you must be free from fear and ambition. The desire to learn is not ambition. It is our lot as men to want to know.&lt;br /&gt;       The path without a heart will turn against men and destroy them. It does not take much to die, and to seek death is to seek nothing.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;       For me there is only the traveling on the paths that have a heart, on any path that may have a heart. There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge for me is to traverse its full length. And there I travel--looking, looking, breathlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachings of don Juan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-8561656010845642234?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/8561656010845642234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=8561656010845642234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8561656010845642234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8561656010845642234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/10/does-this-path-have-heart.html' title='Does this Path have heart?'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-6071863436882577844</id><published>2008-10-07T16:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:43:25.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2004/10/greatest-scam.html"&gt;The greatest Scam&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   The greatest scam was the love that you denied yourself when you forgot who you are. You travelled through your life believing you were alone. You prayed for deliverance from your own persecution. You attached worth and meaning to that which is transitory. You mistreated the Earth when the Earth didn’t mistreat you. Your powers were depleted because your awareness was stuck in limbo. You thought you had to work hard for your money when your money didn’t work hard for you.&lt;br /&gt;You were lost....and now your found?&lt;br /&gt;Now you take due care of where and who you give your energy to. Now you know your last name is Love and your first name is One. Now you realise your true possibilities. Now you reunite with old friends and will remember the memories. Your timing is to perfection. Your judgment resides in your heart, your heart connects you to creator, creator connects you to all. You shine because you are free, you are free because you shined. You followed the master down to the shore he told you... “YOU are the master!” and to follow no more. Now that you have your wings, do you still find yourself in a flap? or maybe you defied science and left the 3D trap. Many gifts now descend and have arrived at your feet. Your need will be to ground them, then you may taste their treats. Unified in consciousness as we always were. Unified in Love is how we’ll change the world. Your true hand is about to show. The world will know you for the good you do, not the good you could/would or should do. So this ‘scam’ it was a good one....it caused us all to think, it told us we were separate as a way to make us link. Now I see that you remember as you love yourself to death, the scam is now but over....congratulations, you passed the test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-6071863436882577844?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/6071863436882577844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=6071863436882577844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6071863436882577844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6071863436882577844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-are-master.html' title='You are the Master'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1245659664583146533</id><published>2008-10-06T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T06:30:06.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chant of Metta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Metta is a Pali word          meaning loving-kindness. Metta chanting is the radiation of loving-kindness          towards all beings: May they all be happy and peaceful. Imee Ooi chants          the Pali beautifully. Metta chanting is soothing, uplifting, joyful and          a great healing for the world - pervading it with waves of love. Truly,          may all beings be happy. May they live always in peace and harmony.&lt;/span&gt;          You can find this chant sung by imee ooi at www.buddhanet.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D644BWAUOXo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D644BWAUOXo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The            Chant of Metta Text&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Aham avero homi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May I be free from enmity and danger &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjho homi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May I be free from mental suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;anigha homi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May I be free from physical suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sukhi - attanam            pariharami&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May I take care of myself happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama matapitu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;acariya ca natimitta            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         teacher relatives and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabrahma - carino            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         fellow Dhamma farers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;avera hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from enmity and danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from mental suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;anigha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from physical suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sukhi - attanam            pariharantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         may they take care of themselves happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Imasmim arame            sabbe yogino&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May all meditators in this compound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;avera hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from enmity and danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from mental suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;anigha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from physical suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sukhi - attanam            pariharantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May they take care of themselves happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Imasmim arame            sabbe bhikkhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May all monks in this compound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;samanera ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         novice monks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;upasaka - upasikaya            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         laymen and laywomen disciples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;avera hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from enmity and danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from mental suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;anigha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from physical suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sukhi - attanam            pariharantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May they take care of themselves happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Amhakam catupaccaya            - dayaka&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May our donors of the four supports: clothing, food, medicine and lodging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;avera hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from enmity and danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from mental suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;anigha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from physical suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sukhi - attanam            pariharantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May they take care of themselves happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Amhakam arakkha            devata&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May our guardian devas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Ismasmim vihare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in this monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Ismasmim avase&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in this dwelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Ismasmim arame&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in this compound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;arakkha devata&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May the guardian devas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;avera hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from enmity and danger&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from mental suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;anigha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from physical suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sukhi - attanam            pariharantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         may they take care of themselves happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Sabbe satta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May all beings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe pana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all breathing things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe bhutta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all creatures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe puggala&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all individuals (all beings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe attabhava            - pariyapanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all personalities (all beings with mind and body)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe itthoyo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         may all females&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe purisa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all males&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe ariya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all noble ones (saints)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe anariya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all worldlings (those yet to attain sainthood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe deva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all devas (deities)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe manussa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe vinipatika&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all those in the four woeful planes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;avera hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from enmity and dangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from mental suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;anigha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from physical suffering&lt;br /&gt;         sukhi - attanam pariharantu&lt;br /&gt;         may they take care of themselves happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Dukkha muccantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May all being be free from suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Yattha-laddha-sampattito            mavigacchantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May whatever they have gained not be lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Kammassaka&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         All beings are owners of their own Kamma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Purathimaya disaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the eastern direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;pacchimaya disaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the western direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;uttara disaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the northern direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;dakkhinaya disaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the southern direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;purathimaya anudisaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the southeast direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;pacchimaya anudisaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the northwest direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;uttara anudisaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the northeast direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;dakkhinaya anudisaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the southwest direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;hetthimaya disaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the direction below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;uparimaya disaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the direction above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Sabbe satta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May all beings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe pana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all breathing things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe bhutta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all creatures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe puggala&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all individuals (all beings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe attabhava            - pariyapanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all personalities (all beings with mind and body)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe itthoyo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         may all females&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe purisa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all males&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe ariya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all noble ones (saints)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe anariya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         (those yet to attain sainthood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe deva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all devas (deities)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe manussa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sabbe vinipatika&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         all those in the 4 woeful planes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;avera hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from enmity and dangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from mental suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;anigha hontu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         be free from physical suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sukhi - attanam            pariharantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         may they take care of themselves happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Dukkha muccantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May all beings be free from suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Yattha-laddha-sampattito            mavigacchantu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         May whatever they have gained not be lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Kammassaka&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         All beings are owners of their own kamma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Uddham yava bhavagga            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         As far as the highest plane of existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;adho yava aviccito&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         to as far down as the lowest plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;samanta cakkavalesu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the entire universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;ye satta pathavicara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         whatever beings that move on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha nivera            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         may they are free of mental suffering and enmity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;nidukkha ca nupaddava&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         and from physical suffering and danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Uddham yava bhavagga            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         As far as the highest plane of existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;adho yava aviccito&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         to as far down as the lowest plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;samanta cakkavalesu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the entire universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;ye satta udakecara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         whatever beings that move on water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha nivera            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         may they are free of mental suffering and enmity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;nidukkha ca nupaddava&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         and from physical suffering and danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Uddham yava bhavagga            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         As far as the highest plane of existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;adho yava aviccito&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         to as far down as the lowest plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;samanta cakkavalesu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         in the entire universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;ye satta akasecara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         whatever beings that move in air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;abyapajjha nivera            ca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         may they are free of mental suffering and enmity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;nidukkha ca nupaddava&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         and from physical suffering and danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1245659664583146533?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1245659664583146533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1245659664583146533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1245659664583146533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1245659664583146533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/10/chant-of-metta.html' title='Chant of Metta'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1239486309255524438</id><published>2008-09-19T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:24:09.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearls of Perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Moments, miniscule moments, can be and often are, pearls of perfection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;These secret, joyful, worshiping moments of the joy of eternal life are the wonders that are unfolding.  The moments of deep peace and contentment are all building-blocks to perfection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;The ‘being’ perfect is the secret, not the ‘doing’ of perfect things.  The outer always is the reflection of the inner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;God speaks in the inner silence.  Allow Him to speak more often, and your heart will start to sing, and then the throat will open.  It is a wonderful journey.  Take time to commune with the Father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Stilling the mind in meditation allows the mind to be prepared, so the Father may be heard.  So often when He wishes to speak, there is no one at home, or the mind is cluttered with other thoughts so there is no room left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Abolish al manner of negative thinking.  Dwell upon the goodness, the truth and beauty of life.  Focus and intent will discipline your thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Continue on your path with renewed inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1239486309255524438?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1239486309255524438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1239486309255524438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1239486309255524438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1239486309255524438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/09/pearls-of-perfection.html' title='Pearls of Perfection'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5164992643509907495</id><published>2008-09-13T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T07:19:01.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming in an ocean of energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;You have now begun to sharpen your ‘instrument’ in service to the Master.  He has imparted to you that you have always been preparing for the work you have been doing, are doing now, and will continue doing -- helping others the way you know how, and according to your light.  Now you are realizing a greater light.  Actually, you realize that this light extends to the throne of God; the Eternal Presence, the First Source and Center, from which everything goes forth, and to which everything returns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;You are becoming conscious of the fact that you are ‘swimming’ in an ocean of energy, that you are a part of this energy, and that everything is connected in oneness.  It only appears fragmented because of all the different belief systems.  Energy is just that – energy – and although it takes on different shapes and forms, it still retains its connection to Source.  Even now you are becoming more aware of its flow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Study it, realize it, work with it, understand it, cooperate with it, and so use it to the greater benefit, first for yourself, and then for the highest good of all others.  Clear your perceived blocks, and in doing so you are helping others, which truly represents the upliftment of the planet.  Just a word of caution here, everyone is on their personal path, and each and everyone can only clear within themselves to the degree they are ready.  The watchword here is unconditionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;It is the free will of the human that decides if and when he or she is ready to let go of their core beliefs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Your function will be to be the doorway through which they can glimpse a greater reality of themselves, just like you have been shown by others, whom the Master has placed upon your path, as He continues to place way-showers upon your path.  Your responsibility lies in sharpening your instrument of understanding through practice and gathering knowledge in your chosen field of energy application. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;So play and hear Heaven’s music in the Master’s orchestra, and focus with intend upon His baton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;© 11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5164992643509907495?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5164992643509907495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5164992643509907495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5164992643509907495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5164992643509907495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/09/swimming-in-ocean-of-energy.html' title='Swimming in an ocean of energy'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7013127573612878501</id><published>2008-08-16T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:31:17.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Message to the Free World</title><content type='html'>The silence around the globe about Russia invading Georgia is deafening.I think this action needs to be defined,and discussed here as I feel it has worldwide ramafacations.Those on the left (liberal democrate)will say its no big deal and Georgia provoked this.I feel different.After watching countless news programs for the last week and reading everything I can find from every source over there,I think the world is about to be tested again.And I hope we dont fail..If we,the United States and all of our allies will not stand up and help this beginning democrocy,when will we stand up?I watched as Glen beck interviewed the president of Georgia for an hour,and the man would not shut up praising freedom and the west(he was schooled at Colombia University)and the host diddnt interupt him once..He just let him talk..And the man tried to explain how we got to this point,and what he felt we as their friend and ally needed to do.As his people were being crushed,and their freedom denied,we,the rest of the world are worried if Michael phelps wins his 8th gold medal.This is wrong,and I apoligze to the Georgians for this.I personally havent watched 1 olympic even as my own protest against China's brutality.Now we have the second regime pushing thir weight around,testing the west again,looking for any weaknesses.DID anyone else see that as the Russians invaded on land,they cyber attacked the Georgian presidents online sites and their ability to access them?First time in history that these attacks were co-ordinated.They were just practicing.As China has been practicing attacking our pentagon online daily.We cannot ignore these warnings anymore..The wars with the islamic extreamists have just been distractions all along to get our military out of position.The real war will be with China and Russia I fear,cause they still are our enemy and always have been out for our demise.You see,as we are winning the war on terror (yes,I still think this way orlee,no matter how much you cant admit it)the bad guys are running out of places to hide and fuck with us..And our enemies have thought ahead and decided they need to strike now before we get any more powerful than we already are.And that includes taking any and all assests that they feel will help them.Poland and the United states just signed a pact to put a missile defence shield in Poland,and Russia is gonna play its hand and see if we will stop them.The only thing Condolesa Rice didnt say in her speech yesterday to the russians was "please".I almost puked as she was all talk,and no action.I wonder how John McCain will act when he takes office.I hope like reagon and face down Russia.Cause the time for talk is over..ask the Georgians..They need our help to remain free.If we wont do this,whats the point of aligning themselves with us??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7013127573612878501?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7013127573612878501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7013127573612878501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7013127573612878501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7013127573612878501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/08/message-to-free-world.html' title='Message to the Free World'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3929718789363023597</id><published>2008-08-02T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T07:45:26.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep on trimming</title><content type='html'>Havent posted in a month..sorry if anybody  missed me..I doubt it..I'm just in a funk from this economy I think.Been painting the trim on my house .In fact,I should go paint some more.My dad used to purr when he painted his houses.I dont seem to have that ability.Course he cant sing or play 10 instruments badly either!But it makes my best friend smile so I will keep on singing silly songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3929718789363023597?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3929718789363023597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3929718789363023597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3929718789363023597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3929718789363023597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/08/keep-on-trimming.html' title='Keep on trimming'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-6319858391040609725</id><published>2008-07-03T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:10:59.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok its July</title><content type='html'>Thats a hot month here in Seattle.I mean 2 weeks.Scurry around and get the yards all cut,and bushes trimmed..It was hotter in New Mexico last month.I missed the real heat.Hit 105 the weekend after I left.It was 85 while I was there and balmy.Check out the short tease of the Maid of Honor backing up when the vows blew over the wall,and me performing the Wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-6319858391040609725?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/6319858391040609725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=6319858391040609725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6319858391040609725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6319858391040609725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/07/ok-its-july.html' title='ok its July'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-549002227821167360</id><published>2008-05-13T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:29:20.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crocheted Tablecloth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 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font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;he brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          to their first ministry, to reopen a church&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          in suburban Brooklyn , arrived in early October&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          excited about their opportunities When they saw&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          their church, it was very run down and needed&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          much work. They set a goal to have everything&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          done in time to have their first service&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          on Christmas Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; hey worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls,&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          painting, etc, and on December 18&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          were ahead of schedule and just about finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;n December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; n the 21st, the pastor went over to the church.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          His heart sank when he saw that the roof had&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          leaked, causing a large area of plaster about&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          head high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;he pastor cleaned up the mess on           the floor,&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          and not knowing what else to do but postpone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          the Christmas Eve service, headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          On the way he noticed that a local business was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          having a flea market type sale for charity so he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          embroidered right in the center. It was just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          the right size to cover up the hole in the front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;y this time it had started to snow. An older&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          woman running from the opposite direction was&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          trying to catch the bus.. She missed it. The pastor&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          invited her to wait in the warm church for&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          the next bus 45 minutes later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          it covered up the entire problem area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; hen he noticed the woman walking down the center&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          aisle. Her face was like a sheet.. 'Pastor,'&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          she asked, 'where did you get that tablecloth?'&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted           into&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she           had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;he woman could hardly believe it as the pastor&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          told how he had just gotten the Tablecloth. The&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          woman explained that before the war she and&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          her husband were well-to-do people in Austria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          Her husband was going to follow her the next week.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          husband or her home again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; he pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          but she made the pastor keep it for the church.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          The pastor insisted on driving her home, that&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          was the least he could do.. She lived on the other&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          for the day for a housecleaning job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;hat a wonderful service they had on Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          spirit were great. At the end of the service, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          and many said that they would return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          One older man, whom the pastor recognized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          wasn't leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;he man asked him where he got the tablecloth on&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          the front wall because it was identical to one&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          that his wife had made years ago when&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          they lived in Austria before the war and how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          could there be two tablecloths so much alike. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; e told the pastor how the Nazis came, how he&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          put in a prison.. He never saw his wife or his home&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          again all the 35 years in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;he pastor asked him if he would allow him to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          Island and to the same house where the pastor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          had taken the woman three days earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt; e helped the man climb the three flights of&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          the door and he saw the greatest Christmas&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          reunion he could ever imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;rue Story - submitted by Pastor Rob Reid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(130, 66, 0);"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-549002227821167360?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/549002227821167360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=549002227821167360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/549002227821167360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/549002227821167360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/05/crocheted-tablecloth.html' title='The Crocheted Tablecloth'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-629605635870438465</id><published>2008-05-11T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T10:52:06.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ship of Mindfulness</title><content type='html'>Our Path is a Waterway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water is an element that we are all quite familiar with. Especially for us in the hot climate, it brings a thrill even when we touch it. When it comes in a pure form in nature, it’s even more exciting. This element has a strong similar­ity to the universal processes in Nature, in that it ‘flows’. In Nature, it flows from the future to the present and into the past. Each event is like a wave, and these waves can be strong. Whether we sink or swim will depend very much on a number of things. Beings who are infatuated and intoxi­cated by sensual pleasures are described as those swept away by floods. They may think how blissful it is at first but the wise, with far-sightedness, will think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To remain afloat we must have mindfulness. It keeps our head above the waters and, with energy, works towards safer shores. If mindfulness is well developed, we are as if on a boat, riding along the waves to Nibbana, which is described as the Safe Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insight Meditation is itself a process of processes. At first we try to keep ourselves afloat with strong continuous mindfulness. After that, the practice becomes a journey of discoveries. Every experience we come across undergoes minute scrutiny. Our mind is like a microscope of ever-increasing powers of magnification; we discover the secrets of existence which we have misunderstood for so long. With each realization we move closer and closer to where the waves break and cease altogether – that is, absolute reality, the utter end of all Suffering. Is that not the noblest aim for which man may live? Wonderful knowledge like this should not be postponed. Hop on board the Ship of Mindfulness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-629605635870438465?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/629605635870438465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=629605635870438465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/629605635870438465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/629605635870438465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/05/ship-of-mindfulness.html' title='Ship of Mindfulness'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7263014715582709841</id><published>2008-04-27T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T10:03:32.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loren Eiseley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;The nature of literacy, the history of reading, the process by which books      become sacred texts -- these are areas which we'll visit today.  It is my      hope that this will deepen our understanding of the need to expand the context      within which we study the book if we are going to maximize our harvest of      meanings and values.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt;      &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      It is the scorched shoulder blade of a hare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                or a beaver;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;the cracks made by the fire are like        palm prints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                       over the surface of the bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;pointing the way to tomorrow's hunting;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                           a charred cluster of lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;marks a rockfall up country and a        herd of caribou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;--things to be seen on the morrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        inscribed        here by the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;This cosmos of a little band of hunting        Indians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        has meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Every rock, every stream, every animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        is accounted        for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        and the deep        underlying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        rhythm of        things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;can inscribe the message of the forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            on the cracked bone of        a hare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;It is true that instructions for        getting one's food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        for hunting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;might seem the sole issue here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;but the shaman's reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                       extrapolated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;becomes mathematics and systems analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                       in the modern state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;I envy this man sitting by his fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;His magic is not small, he is reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;something permanently bound into        his universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;that he can decipher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            a code that can be read        by the informed seer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;a voice from the universe reassuring        for man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                           hungry, enfeebled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                       but knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;there is a message to be read and        one can find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                       any time in the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            The world is held together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        and man has        his place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;that is the message; the food comes        after and is acceptable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Passing beyond the asteroids toward        Saturn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;watched by radio telescopes and directed        by the earth's great computers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            doomed to leave the solar        system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            and wander the far void        of the galaxy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;our latest space probe whispers its        messages among the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;A great triumph of the intellect,        surely, but the whispers are only of our own devising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            They are lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        in infinitude        and vanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;leaving us no equivalent of what        the shaman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            quietly accepts by the        fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;aiding himself, perhaps, in understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            by a small song and the        tapping of a skin drum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;He knows about the daily renewing        of a pact with man;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            we hear nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        except the        electrons beamed back to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;by our fragile probe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Quite frankly, I do not know how to judge this matter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;sitting here in my study with my        books and my computer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;but I believe I envy him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;            the wrinkled old shaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                  summoning his inner one for guidance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;                        with a little offering of tobacco        leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7263014715582709841?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7263014715582709841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7263014715582709841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7263014715582709841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7263014715582709841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/04/loren-eiseley.html' title='Loren Eiseley'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7868845130462575567</id><published>2008-04-13T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T08:41:30.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping the motor idling</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" defer="defer"&gt; 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I know that if I can keep the motor idling, it will&lt;br /&gt;be ready to go when I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kindergarten teacher practiced keeping her motor idling. A&lt;br /&gt;story has it that she was helping one of her students put his&lt;br /&gt;snow boots on. He asked for help and she could see why. With her&lt;br /&gt;pulling and him pushing, they finally succeeded and she had by&lt;br /&gt;now worked up a sweat. She almost whimpered when the little boy&lt;br /&gt;said, "They're on the wrong feet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked and, sure enough, they were. It wasn't any easier&lt;br /&gt;pulling the boots off, and then she had to wrestle the stubborn&lt;br /&gt;boots on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as she finished lacing them he announced, "These aren't my&lt;br /&gt;boots." She bit her tongue to keep from screaming, "Why didn't&lt;br /&gt;you say so?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again she struggled to pull off the ill-fitting boots. He&lt;br /&gt;then calmly added, "They're my brother's boots. My mom made me&lt;br /&gt;wear them." She began to realize how close she was to stripping&lt;br /&gt;her gears as she struggled with the boots yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were finally laced, she said, "Now, where are your&lt;br /&gt;mittens?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I stuffed them in the toes of my boots," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may have been the same teacher who once commented about a&lt;br /&gt;particularly difficult child in her class, "Not only is he my&lt;br /&gt;worst behaved child this year, but he also has a perfect&lt;br /&gt;attendance record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dutch proverb observes, "A handful of patience is worth more&lt;br /&gt;than a bushel of brains." I may never have to worry about having&lt;br /&gt;a bushel of brains, but I can sometimes muster a handful of&lt;br /&gt;patience. And that should be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Steve Goodier&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7868845130462575567?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7868845130462575567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7868845130462575567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7868845130462575567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7868845130462575567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/04/keeping-motor-idling.html' title='Keeping the motor idling'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-2809602122681724507</id><published>2008-04-08T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T09:20:18.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fractal Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/R_ubQCkWoOI/AAAAAAAAABk/ADUEZr2Sd3k/s1600-h/rainbow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; 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font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long  ago  and far away, in a land that time forgot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Before the days  of Dylan, or the dawn of  Camelot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;There lived a race of   innocents, and they were you and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;For Ike was  in the White  House in that land where we were born,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Where navels were for oranges, and &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Peyton Place&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;   was porn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We learned to gut a muffler, we washed our hair at  dawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We  spread our crinolines to dry in circles on the lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We longed for love and   romance, and waited for our Prince,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And Eddie Fisher married Liz, and no one's seen him  since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We  danced to 'Little Darlin,' and sang to  'Stagger Lee'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And  cried for Buddy Holly in the Land That  Made Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Only girls wore earrings then,  and 3 was one too many,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And only boys wore flat-top cuts, except for  Jean  McKinney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And only in our wildest dreams did we  expect  to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;A  boy named George with Lipstick, in the Land That Made  Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We fell for Frankie Avalon,  Annette was oh, so nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And when they made a movie, they never made it  twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We didn't have a Star Trek Five, or Psycho Two and  Three,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Or  Rocky-Rambo Twenty in the Land That Made  Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Miss Kitty had a heart of   gold, and Chester had a limp,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And Reagan was a Democrat whose co-star was a   chimp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We had a Mr. Wizard, but not a Mr. T   ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And  Oprah couldn't talk, yet, in the Land That Made  Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We had our share of heroes, we  never thought they'd go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn   Monroe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to  be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And  Elvis was forever in the Land That Made  Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We'd never seen the rock band  that was Grateful to be Dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And Airplanes weren't named &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Jefferson&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and Zeppelins were not  Led.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And Beatles lived in  gardens then, and  Monkees lived in trees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Madonna was a virgin in the Land That Made  Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We'd never heard of microwaves,  or telephones in cars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And babies might be bottle-fed, but they weren't  grown in jars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And pumping iron got wrinkles out, and  'gay'  meant fancy-free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And dorms were never coed in the  Land That  Made Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We hadn't seen enough of  jets to  talk about the lag,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And microchips were what was left at  the  bottom of the bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And Hardware was a box of nails, and bytes came  from a flea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And rocket ships were  fiction in the Land  That Made Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Buicks came  with  portholes, and side shows came with freaks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And  bathing suits came big  enough to cover both your cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And Coke came just in bottles, and skirts   below the knee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And Castro came to power near the Land That   Made Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We had no Crest with Fluoride,  we had  no &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Hill  Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; Blues,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We had no patterned pantyhose or  Lipton herbal tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Or prime-time ads  for condoms in the Land  That Made Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;There  were no golden  arches, no Perrier to chill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And fish were not called Wanda, and cats were not  called Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And middle-aged was 35 and old was   forty-three,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And ancient were our parents in the Land That   Made Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But all things have a season, or  so  we've heard them say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And now instead of Maybelline we swear by  Retin-A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;They send us invitations to  join  AARP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We've come a long way, baby, from the Land  That  Made Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So now we face a brave new world  in  slightly larger jeans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And wonder why they're using smaller  print in  magazines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And we tell our children's  children of the  way it used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Long ago and far away in  the Land That Made  Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00407f;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 64, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: green; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;For  those of you too young to remember Bob Hope, ask your Grandparents!!! And thanks  for the memories............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: green; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: green; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I  HOPE THIS WILL PUT A SMILE ON YOUR FACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;AND  IN YOUR HEART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:#fb0008;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(251, 0, 8); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#0000fe;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 254); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tribute  to a man who DID make a difference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;May  29, 1903 - July 27, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ON  TURNING 70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "You still chase women, but only downhill".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  TURNING 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "That's the time of your life when even your birthday suit needs  pressing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  TURNING 90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the  cake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  TURNING 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  " I don't feel old. In fact I don't feel anything until noon . Then it's  time  for my nap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  GIVING UP HIS EARLY CAREER, BOXING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "I ruined my hands in the ring ... the referee kept stepping on  them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  NEVER WINNING AN OSCAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "Welcome to the Academy Awards or, as it's called at my home,  'Passover'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  GOLF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "Golf is my profession. Show business is just to pay the green  fees."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ON  PRESIDENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"  I have performed for 12 presidents and entertained only  six."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  WHY HE CHOSE SHOWBIZ FOR HIS CAREER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  " When I was born, the doctor said to my mother, 'Congratulations. You have an  eight-pound ham'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  RECEIVING THE CONGRESSIONAL GOLD MEDAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "I feel very humble, but I think I have the strength of character to fight  it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  HIS FAMILY'S EARLY POVERTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "Four of us slept in the one bed. When it got cold, mother threw on another  brother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ON  HIS SIX BROTHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "That's how I learned to dance. Waiting for the  bathroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  HIS EARLY FAILURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  " I would not have had anything to eat if it wasn't for the stuff the audience  threw at me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:6;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON  GOING TO HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#128180;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(18, 129, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;  "I've done benefits for ALL religions. I'd hate to blow the hereafter on a  technicality."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 10pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#fb0008;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(251, 0, 8); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;GOD  BLESS &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;AMERICA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#0000fe;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 254); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Give  me a sense of humor.  Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#0000fe;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 254); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Give  me the grace to see a joke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#0000fe;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 254); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;To  get some humor out of life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 7.5pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#0000fe;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 254); font-style: italic; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And  pass it on to other  folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5186921970267751971?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5186921970267751971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5186921970267751971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5186921970267751971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5186921970267751971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/04/land-of-me.html' title='The land of me'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3279251147017510146</id><published>2008-03-30T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T06:09:08.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson on Worthiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Worthiness is at the core of being. It is not a feeling you are familiar with.  All humans have problems feeling worthy at some time in their lives.  With fear, it is the most common blight on this planet.  This feeling of not being worthy can lead to depression and ultimately to a paralyzing fear and an incapability in the mortal to move forward in life, because of being afraid.  It carries a feeling of not being accepted and of being a cosmic orphan.  This alienation in the core of being can start at conception when a loving atmosphere and a certain maturity is not present between the young couple.  Truly, one has to start at the source of this scourge which gives humans a mental block and which is hard to overcome.  The infant experiences non-acceptance by one or both parents.  It senses very early that it is not worthy of their love, although they may in their own way do their best to care for the child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;This has been carried on throughout untold generations, and especially the female of the human species has been made to feel unworthy.  This is totally unacceptable in the sight of the Eternal Creator God, who created both male and female as equal and complimentary to each other.  It is hoped that with increasing spiritual enlightenment and increasing understanding this blight of feeling unworthy will slowly be eradicated from the genes of humankind.  It is the DNA, which will be altered with this increasing understanding that man and women are created equal, that each does bring their own God-given attributes, capabilities and potentials to a partnership, and both ought be honored as such. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Meanwhile, what to do with feelings of unworthiness?  I advice you to fight this feeling of not being worthy with ‘tooth and nail.’  Remember whose child you are in truth and fact; a child of the most High God. In God’s eyes it matters not where you came from, it only matters where you are today, and today the best remedy is to seek counsel with the Fragment of God within, the richest source of unconditional love and acceptance.  Allow these feelings of unworthiness to evaporate in Its healing Presence, for unworthiness shows a lack of faith and trust in the heavenly overcare, and is unbecoming for a child of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Flex your faith and trust muscles, and know that you are a most wanted and beloved child with as yet unawakened potentials.  If you will but accept that God gives you eternal life to turn all these potentials into actuals, you will be thoroughly surprised at what you are capable of becoming.  The feelings of unworthiness will then have receded into the distant past, never to be recalled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;© 11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3279251147017510146?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3279251147017510146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3279251147017510146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3279251147017510146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3279251147017510146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/03/lesson-on-worthiness.html' title='A lesson on Worthiness'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1137096441647516805</id><published>2008-03-25T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T06:49:43.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgivness and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Now here is the work for the human, who finds him or herself not at ease.  The greatest tools are forgiveness and love.  To learn to forgive unconditionally with unconditional love is approaching the ideal state of being.  These go to the root-cause, and free up the soul from these tenacious entanglements.  You will see all past grief and hurts disappear into nothingness.  The body is then freed up and can breathe easier as a big load is lifted off the mind, and the soul is finally free to sing.  Always be ready to forgive and forget.  Send unconditional love to its source as often as is needed to free up the imprisoned self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;©&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1137096441647516805?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1137096441647516805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1137096441647516805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1137096441647516805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1137096441647516805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/03/forgivness-and-love.html' title='Forgivness and Love'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3670322144396893583</id><published>2008-03-22T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T19:49:53.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; Know that only in Him, who may bring peace and harmony by or through the contacts--the thoughts of self as in relationship to the whole, may there be brought about those better relationships.&lt;br /&gt;To continue to condemn only brings condemnation, then, for self. This does not mean that self's activity should be passive, but rather being constant in prayer--knowing and taking, knowing and understanding that he that is faithful is not given a burden beyond that he is able to bear, if he will put the burden upon Him that has given the promise, "I will be with thee; there shall not come that which shall harm thee, if thou will but put thy trust, thy faith in me."&lt;br /&gt;. . . First make an analysis of self, of self's relationships, of the impelling influences that cause others to act in their manners in the present.&lt;br /&gt;Do not condemn self, do not condemn another; but leave the activities that would bring about condemnation rather in His hands, who requireth at the hands of all that there be meted, "As ye would that should be done to thee, do ye even so to thy fellow man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edgar Cayce Reading 290-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3670322144396893583?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3670322144396893583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3670322144396893583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3670322144396893583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3670322144396893583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/03/only-in-him.html' title='Only in him'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-8901735945356337245</id><published>2008-03-20T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T16:44:44.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not of Material things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hence as has been given, know thyself, in whom thou believest! Not of earthly, not of material things, but mental and spiritual--and why! And by keeping a record of self--not as a diary, but thy purposes, what you have thought, what you have desired, the good that you have done--we will find this will bring physical and mental reactions that will be in keeping with the purposes for which each soul enters a material manifestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edgar Cayce Reading 830-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-8901735945356337245?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/8901735945356337245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=8901735945356337245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8901735945356337245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8901735945356337245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-of-material-things.html' title='Not of Material things'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1382643185403930197</id><published>2008-03-11T21:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:09:56.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Lesson on Forgivness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Lesson on Forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Thought Adjuster Transmission – September 10, 2004. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;There cannot be enough said about forgiveness, as this is an ongoing issue, and or a problem for countless people, especially those who have been greatly wronged so their entire lives take different turns to what would divinely have been expected.  Some people’s lives are warped because of this.  Others are able to shrug off the occasions of wrong-doing, but there are the more sensitive ones, who, even though they think they have forgiven the wrongdoer, the event, or events, from time to time, still creep back into memory, and they relive those demeaning situations.  This then becomes not only a matter of simple forgiveness but it needs something extra, which is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unconditional&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; forgiveness, so the matter or issue can be put to rest, and be totally forgotten.  At least, the memory of it will have completely lost its sting and will disappear over time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;With unconditional forgiveness comes a new acceptance for the perpetrator, and a blossoming of a love, which was not there before.  It is truly living the spiritual life in the manner of the Christed one, who could pray while hanging from a cross, saying, ‘Father forgive them, for they know not what they do.’  Often the perpetrator has no concept either of the far-reaching effects his or her words have on you. It becomes your choice and a soul-felt decision of the highest degree, to be able to forgive unconditionally, and to then forget the whole situation as if it never occurred.  This becomes even more important when the visible results are always there, and the wound needs constant help to not result in a poisoning of the whole mental, emotional and spiritual systems, which can result in all manner of physical ailments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;This often turns the mortal to a higher Power, because he or she simply cannot do this on his or her own.  It is an ongoing lesson, although the willingness to forgive is then already a foregone conclusion that this will occur for God, never mind how much time the human needs to accomplish this.  This is one of the most important lessons to learn.  The other lesson, which is a close companion, is forgiveness of self for past mistakes, and badly made choices that one has to live with for the rest of one’s life.  Some get out of a bad situation, which might not always be the wisest thing to do.  This is better done after all possible ways to improve matters have failed.  Others ‘battle on’ courageously, and gain a far greater insight and perspective on life, which they would not have had, had they chosen to get out of the situation, and perhaps land in a worse situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;These things tend to repeat themselves, unless the first situation got resolved and one has gained a semblance of wisdom, which is always the result of a greater understanding.  Those, who do reach out to a higher Power, are the best equipped to bring this unfortunate life situation to a victorious completion, because they practice faith and trust as oars to row their little life-boat, whilst they have made contact with the Pilot of their little ship.  Others need rescuing from an untenable situation as their self-esteem is constantly being eroded by the one who is supposed to love them.  These are some of the reasons, why forgiveness, especially with the added quality of the word ‘unconditional,’ is essential in your lives, to live life and to be victorious at the end of your material existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;© 11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1382643185403930197?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1382643185403930197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1382643185403930197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1382643185403930197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1382643185403930197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/03/lesson-on-forgivness.html' title='A  Lesson on Forgivness'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-2821175672062304234</id><published>2008-03-05T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:50:36.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: navy;"&gt;A Lesson on Feeling Forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Thought Adjuster Transmission – September 9, 2004. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;There are so many lonely people on the planet, who really feel that they are forgotten.  Somehow it feels like they have lost the ability to reach out and be heard by anyone.  On the other hand there are those who are not willing to seek contact with others, and emanate an energy that they desire that they wish to be left alone.  Yet, silently their souls cry out for help.  There are those who have been shunned as social outcasts, due to their stations in life. Then there are those feeling unwanted and have carried these feelings with them since childbirth, and, actually, this often already began at conception, because these feelings are laid down at the cellular level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;That feeling of being unwanted, and of being an accident, can be so strong that it will influence the rest of a person’s life.  He or she can grow up with very little self-esteem and feel themselves to be unworthy, and sometimes a social outcast, which is indeed very difficult to overcome.  The result is that they begin to feel they are on the outskirts of life, never having experienced acceptance at soul-level from anyone, until some happening triggers something in them and awakens them to a higher reality.  This then becomes a life-changing moment in their lives.  These moments in time are actually moments in eternity as such a moment is forever ‘carved in their soul-self,’ and they can begin to help evolve their own soul by following their inner Guidance to a higher level of existing in live.  They do then not just exist, but become active participants in whatever life has to offer them, because they have awakened to their true destiny as children of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;The ones which need your prayers are the ones who continue to languish in their own way of unprogressive thinking, and are bound in chains of feeling unworthy, because they entertain the disabling thoughts that they are not worthy, and that nobody loves them, so they are caught in the mire of non-acceptance of themselves.  This is a great waste of time.  Acceptance of self is a pre-requisite of loving oneself, as this is key to loving all others.  The word ‘unconditional’ will need to be added somewhere in the equation to know the reality that one is at peace with oneself, with total acceptance of the way one is.  This is obtained by effort and struggle to be able to come to grips with oneself at the deep soul-level of existence through the cultivation of faith and trust in a Higher Being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;It is through living and experiencing life, and the discovery that there actually lives a Spark from God within, that the mortal becomes already immortal in the material phase of existence, as the soul is growing at a healthy pace due to the faith and trust being cultivated in such a one.  This will have its repercussions in the outer life, as manifestations of the growth of the inner life.  These two go hand in hand as one strives to become more sincere and honest in the dealings with oneself, and these will reflect outward to others in becoming more loving and understanding -- more tolerant and forgiving -- more willing to see the needs of others, rather than to be so self absorbed as to be blind to the needs of others.  Therewith loneliness will be a thing of the past, as a connection to Something greater than oneself has been established. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;© 11:11 Progress Group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; letter-spacing: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#800000;"&gt;You lit a Flame, and it will become a Raging Fire—ABC-22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;Google this text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: teal;"&gt;Learn How To Contact Your Celestial Guides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-2821175672062304234?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/2821175672062304234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=2821175672062304234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2821175672062304234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2821175672062304234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/03/feeling-forgotten.html' title='Feeling Forgotten'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5365253937379488902</id><published>2008-02-29T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T07:14:24.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosopher and economist &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1204297650_2"&gt;Friedrich Engels&lt;/span&gt; said, "An ounce of action&lt;br /&gt;is worth a ton of theory." Perhaps it is easier to talk about what to&lt;br /&gt;do than to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S. District court judge Woodrow Seal was active in a philanthropic&lt;br /&gt;organization known as The Society of St. Stephen. It is an&lt;br /&gt;internationally recognized organization with the sole purpose of&lt;br /&gt;helping people in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a church invited Mr. Seal to speak to their congregation and&lt;br /&gt;explain to them how they might begin a Society of St. Stephen. The&lt;br /&gt;plan was for the him to speak on the various programs of the society,&lt;br /&gt;then follow up with a time for discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people took their seat and the minister introduced the featured&lt;br /&gt;speaker. The judge helped himself to cookies and poured a cup of&lt;br /&gt;coffee. When the introduction was completed, Judge Seal walked over to&lt;br /&gt;the piano, put his coffee cup on top of it, and began to fumble in his&lt;br /&gt;coat pockets. Finally, he pulled out a wrinkled piece of paper and&lt;br /&gt;from it read the name of a mother and her four children, including&lt;br /&gt;their ages and clothing sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He noted several other unmet needs of the family and mentioned that&lt;br /&gt;their address was on the paper which he carefully laid on top of the&lt;br /&gt;piano. The judge then said, "If you want to start a Society of St.&lt;br /&gt;Stephen, then you should contact this woman by 11:30 tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;If you are not able to help her, don't worry, I'll be in contact with&lt;br /&gt;her tomorrow and I'll get her help by mid-afternoon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, the judge turned to leave. "Now, forgive me," he said, "but&lt;br /&gt;I really must be going. Thank you for inviting me and for the coffee&lt;br /&gt;and the cookies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anyone could respond he walked out the door. It all took less&lt;br /&gt;than five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was a group of people who thought they were going to spend an&lt;br /&gt;hour listening to a program on how to help others in need, and maybe&lt;br /&gt;discuss its merits for a while. Instead they spent an hour deciding&lt;br /&gt;how to help one family - and the next day they did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge Seal wasn't content to sit around helplessly waiting for people&lt;br /&gt;to make a decision. The problem for most of us is not lack of&lt;br /&gt;knowledge but lack of action. When all is said and done...more will&lt;br /&gt;have been said than done. But like the Chinese proverb teaches, "The&lt;br /&gt;best time to plant a tree was twenty years ago. The second best time&lt;br /&gt;is now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you trying to plant? The second best time to do it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Steve Goodier&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://lifesup.dwinsider.hop.clickbank.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1204297650_3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5365253937379488902?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5365253937379488902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5365253937379488902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5365253937379488902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5365253937379488902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/02/philosopher-and-economist-friedrich.html' title=''/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7070247775035380316</id><published>2008-02-28T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T10:52:33.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cosmic evolutionary purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;         &lt;/h3&gt;                          By engaging the Cosmic Evolutionary Purpose together, (so as to improve ourselves and each other at will) the course of history will be transformed for the better. In doing this we become active participants in Creation, not just creative persons. In such an undertaking, individual persons could be likened to atoms and communities to molecules, whereby the first cells, (cities) of a new human culture would find their highest expression. When our community is dedicated to the Cosmic Purpose, it then takes on much the same role as DNA does in the creation of new, fresh life for our kind, one which could replicate itself worldwide in a relatively short period of time. This truly revolutionary basis for living together could sweep real vision and wisdom into the stagnant pools of modern society. But to crystallize this ideal basis for community requires a great deal of intelligence, based upon knowledge of how the universe really is, not necessarily how we imagine or want it to be. To begin, we can use the principles of nature as a basic template. Then, through self realization of the consciousness we are, truly See how we can interact with each other as SOULS in a higher, superior way. This will be a way of interaction and understanding, that is far beyond what has ever before been known in the history of mankind. Let us keep ever in mind that there exists cosmic purposes far higher than those currently employed by mainstream society. It is to these we must strive, so as to create something truly great together. Through such a basic vision of ideal community as a starting point, this crystallization can then evolve further into a highly profound social movement the world over.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/universalideal.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7070247775035380316?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7070247775035380316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7070247775035380316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7070247775035380316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7070247775035380316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/02/cosmic-evolutionary-purpose.html' title='The cosmic evolutionary purpose'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7792381269416259653</id><published>2008-02-28T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T07:18:45.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purity and Sincerity</title><content type='html'>Purity and sincerity are ‘connected to each other,’ but are not the same.  You have requested to have purity of thought, but as a mortal this is very difficult to obtain, because of the tendency to judge, to evaluate another, to minimize, to over-emphasize, to exaggerate, and much more.  Purity of thought is a mastery over all negative impulses and tendencies.  It has to become an unconscious habit of pure thinking in which sincerity comes first, and sincerity could therefore be seen as the fore-runner of purity, for when you are sincere, you are pure at heart, and the pure of heart shall see God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1111 progress group&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7792381269416259653?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7792381269416259653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7792381269416259653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7792381269416259653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7792381269416259653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/02/purity-and-sincerity.html' title='Purity and Sincerity'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3498214173424089257</id><published>2008-02-17T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T03:39:57.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little to Work For</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; For he that contributes only to his own welfare soon finds little to work for. He that contributes only to the welfare of others soon finds too much of others and has lost the appreciation of self, or of its ideals.&lt;br /&gt;. . . Know that the power or strength for any influence as related to the help of others must come from the universal source and not from self alone. For the individual may sow the seed, the Infinite must give the increase--it must do the multiplying. Man can detract, but he can add little to God's purpose in the earth save through the grace and mercy of God Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edgar Cayce Reading 3478-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3498214173424089257?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3498214173424089257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3498214173424089257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3498214173424089257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3498214173424089257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-to-work-for.html' title='Little to Work For'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-6807343183845308674</id><published>2008-02-04T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:22:14.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifelong habits</title><content type='html'>Great &lt;i&gt;lifelong&lt;/i&gt; habits are formed by making small, simple changes in three key areas: nutrition, fitness, and stress. The results move you toward the healthier, happier end &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0345496302?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=ra%5Ftod%5Fbookgen-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0345496302" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where life is about the joys of living . . . younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.realage.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-6807343183845308674?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/6807343183845308674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=6807343183845308674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6807343183845308674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6807343183845308674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/02/lifelong-habits.html' title='Lifelong habits'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3808173961976686909</id><published>2008-01-31T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:00:39.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Character</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="body"&gt;Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/j/johnwooden163015.html"&gt;John Wooden&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3808173961976686909?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3808173961976686909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3808173961976686909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3808173961976686909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3808173961976686909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/01/character.html' title='Character'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1152689897843801375</id><published>2008-01-23T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:27:53.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: transparent;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"   &gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(153, 204, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;            I AM THANKFUL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(153, 204, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE WIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(153, 204, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH            ME,&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE HUSBAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;WHO IS ON THE SOFA&lt;br /&gt;BEING A COUCH POTATO,&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE HE IS            HOME WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(153, 204, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE TEENAGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(153, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO            IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME,           &lt;br /&gt;NOT ON THE STREETS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#8e5a3a;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(142, 90, 58); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE TAXES I PAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#8e5a3a;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(142, 90, 58); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS&lt;br /&gt;I AM EMPLOYED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#0033ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 255); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 153, 255); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6699ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(102, 153, 255); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;BEEN SURROUNDED BY            FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS&lt;br /&gt;I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,&lt;br /&gt;WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,&lt;br /&gt;AND            GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE            IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            ALL THE COMPLAINING&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE            IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING            LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE BEEN            BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            MY HUGE HEATING BILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS&lt;br /&gt;I AM WARM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH&lt;br /&gt;WHO SINGS OFF            KEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS&lt;br /&gt;I CAN HEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(153, 204, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE PILE OF&lt;br /&gt;LAUNDRY AND IRONING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(153, 204, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE CLOTHES TO            WEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES&lt;br /&gt;AT THE END OF THE            DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN&lt;br /&gt;CAPABLE OF WORKING            HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR            THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF&lt;br /&gt;IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 102); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE            IT MEANS I AM ALIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 204); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND            FINALLY, FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 204); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 204); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:7;color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 204); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;IT            MEANS I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1152689897843801375?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1152689897843801375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1152689897843801375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1152689897843801375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1152689897843801375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-thankful-for-wife-who-says-its-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-2610203495846537580</id><published>2008-01-17T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T07:09:14.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To live love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; To live love is to be love. To be one with the Father is to be equal with the Father, and as the understanding of the entity is gained in the application of truths gained the consciousness of truth is apparent--for, as has been given, to love is to live love--not the answer of desire or of amorous affection, but is all in one--for love is law, law is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edgar Cayce Reading 900-331&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-2610203495846537580?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/2610203495846537580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=2610203495846537580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2610203495846537580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2610203495846537580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-live-love.html' title='To live love'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7102801429770260438</id><published>2008-01-12T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T06:43:33.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Inner Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;The seeking and finding of true inner peace is an ongoing quest in the human soul.  It is the insatiable hunger which drives humankind forward to find God, and to find Him in perfection.  And so the quest for perfection begins.  Of course this has often been equated with worthiness, but that is not so.  God is no respecter of persons.  He accepts each alike; man or woman, rich or poor, saint or sinner.  All are equal in His eyes, and neither are races or creeds unequal in any way.  Each is welcome at the ‘Master’s table.’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;The only thing that determines the speed of spiritual development is the drive and search for inner peace.  Those who attain this inner peace lose all fear of dying, for they have found something in themselves which is eternally alive, and that precious God-connection, which was always there, gets plugged into by the human and a deep realization dawns that he or she is one with the Creator, and that race, creed or color matter not.  Only the relationship with the eternal Father matters.  It then becomes of consuming interest to find out more about that divine connection, and more time will be spent in the Silence of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;1111 progress group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7102801429770260438?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7102801429770260438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7102801429770260438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7102801429770260438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7102801429770260438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/01/true-inner-peace.html' title='True Inner Peace'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5263396475498327186</id><published>2008-01-10T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T09:14:38.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Human Forces Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; For within the human body--living, not dead--living human forces--we find every element, every gas, every mineral, every influence that is outside of the organism itself. For indeed it is one with the whole. For it is not only a portion of, and equal to, and able to overcome or meet every influence within, but there is not the ability in the third dimensional force or influence to even imagine anything that isn't a part of the activity of a physical living organism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edgar Cayce Reading 470-22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5263396475498327186?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5263396475498327186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5263396475498327186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5263396475498327186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5263396475498327186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2008/01/living-human-forces-within.html' title='Living Human Forces Within'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-2045652723402779056</id><published>2007-12-31T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T05:47:27.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  REMEMBER THE FACTS OF LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;The most        destructive habit (Worry)&lt;br /&gt;The greatest Joy (Giving)&lt;br /&gt;The greatest        loss (Loss of self-respect)&lt;br /&gt;The most satisfying work (Helping        others)&lt;br /&gt;The ugliest personality trait (Selfishness)&lt;br /&gt;The most        endangered species (Dedicated leaders)&lt;br /&gt;Our greatest natural resource        (Our youth)&lt;br /&gt;The greatest "shot in the arm (Encouragement)&lt;br /&gt;The        greatest problem to overcome (Fear)&lt;br /&gt;The most effective sleeping pill        (Peace of mind)&lt;br /&gt;The most crippling failure disease (Excuses)&lt;br /&gt;The        most powerful force in life (Love)&lt;br /&gt;The most dangerous pariah (A        gossiper )&lt;br /&gt;The world's most incredible computer (The brain)&lt;br /&gt;The        worst thing to be without (Hope)&lt;br /&gt;The deadliest weapon (The        tongue)&lt;br /&gt;The two most power-filled words (I Can)&lt;br /&gt;The greatest asset        (Faith)&lt;br /&gt;The most worthless emotion (Self-pity)&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful        attire (A SMILE)&lt;br /&gt;The most prized possession (Integrity)&lt;br /&gt;The most        contagious spirit    (Enthusiasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#008000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/galk-o/lnchange.gif" height="10" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#008000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;       &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;table border="4" border cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" style="color:#d3ad2c;"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#e7d387;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALSO REMEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/galp-t/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TONGUE        CAN BE YOUR WORST ENEMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words, your        dreams, and your thoughts have&lt;br /&gt;power to create conditions in your life.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you speak about, you can bring about.&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying        you can't stand your job,&lt;br /&gt;you might lose your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep        saying you can't stand your body,&lt;br /&gt;your body can become sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If        you keep saying you can't stand your car,&lt;br /&gt;your car could be stolen or        just stop operating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you're broke, guess what?       &lt;br /&gt;You'll always be broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't trust        people,&lt;br /&gt;you'll always have someone in your life to hurt&lt;br /&gt;and betray        you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't find a job,&lt;br /&gt;you will remain        unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep saying you can't find someone&lt;br /&gt;to love        you or believe in you,&lt;br /&gt;you will attract more experiences to        confirm&lt;br /&gt;your beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep talking about a divorce or        breaking up&lt;br /&gt;then you might just end up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn your        thoughts and conversations around&lt;br /&gt;to be more positive and power packed        with&lt;br /&gt;faith, hope, love and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to believe        that you can have&lt;br /&gt;what you want and deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your        Thoughts, they become words.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your words, they become        actions.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions, they become habits.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your Habits,        they become character.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your Character, it becomes your        Destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute you settle for less than you deserve,&lt;br /&gt;you        get even less than you settle for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-2045652723402779056?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/2045652723402779056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=2045652723402779056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2045652723402779056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2045652723402779056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-219760486010333808</id><published>2007-12-30T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T08:35:37.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1957</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/R3fI19CDHdI/AAAAAAAAABc/93tEXISeitA/s1600-h/1957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/R3fI19CDHdI/AAAAAAAAABc/93tEXISeitA/s400/1957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holly tree in my yard had grown as tall as the roof.Thats it to the left of the front door in the picture.I was 1 year old when this picture was taken.The additional 2 bedrooms were already added at this time in 1957.Take note,that the scruffiest tree is also the hardiest,and has outlasted almost all the bigger,harder trees.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-219760486010333808?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/219760486010333808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=219760486010333808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/219760486010333808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/219760486010333808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/12/1957.html' title='1957'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/R3fI19CDHdI/AAAAAAAAABc/93tEXISeitA/s72-c/1957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-2720085221934251015</id><published>2007-12-24T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T07:30:23.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Bring Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; . . To bring hope, to bring cheer, to bring joy, yea to bring a smile again to those whose face and heart are bathed in tears and in woe, is but making that divine love shine--shine--in thy own soul.&lt;br /&gt;Then smile, be joyous, be glad!  For the day of the Lord is at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edgar Cayce Reading 987-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-2720085221934251015?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/2720085221934251015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=2720085221934251015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2720085221934251015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/2720085221934251015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-bring-hope.html' title='To Bring Hope'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4742882325192903869</id><published>2007-12-20T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T07:22:08.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faults in Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; Faults in others are first reflected in self. When such conditions arise in the experience of an entity, there should be first those considerations of that in self that has produced such a reflection, so that the God shining through any activity is lost sight of by self in the fellow man; especially one that is seeking for the spiritual activities in a material plane, and he that would gain the world and lose self's own soul has lost all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edgar Cayce Reading 452-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4742882325192903869?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4742882325192903869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4742882325192903869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4742882325192903869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4742882325192903869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/12/faults-in-others.html' title='Faults in Others'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-8024553285337036145</id><published>2007-12-18T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T17:54:54.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Warp 1936</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is my house  in 1936&lt;br /&gt;To the left of the stairs,just in front of the 2 stakes there is a foot tall holly bush.Today it is 75 years older,and stands proud as a member of my yard&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/R2h57dCDHcI/AAAAAAAAABU/tgwwcJ4LmCc/s1600-h/1936(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/R2h57dCDHcI/AAAAAAAAABU/tgwwcJ4LmCc/s400/1936(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-8024553285337036145?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/8024553285337036145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=8024553285337036145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8024553285337036145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8024553285337036145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-warp-1936.html' title='Time Warp 1936'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/R2h57dCDHcI/AAAAAAAAABU/tgwwcJ4LmCc/s72-c/1936(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4485703418806796989</id><published>2007-12-07T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T07:13:08.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie Andrews ovation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To commemorate her 69th birthday on October 1,  actress/vocalist, Julie Andrews made a special appearance at Manhattan's Radio  City Music Hall for the benefit of the AARP.&lt;br /&gt;One of the musical numbers she  performed was "My Favorite Things" from the legendary movie "Sound Of Music".  Here are the lyrics she used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maalox and nose drops and needles for  knitting,&lt;br /&gt;Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,&lt;br /&gt;Bundles of  magazines tied up in string,&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things. &lt;br /&gt;Cadillacs and cataracts, hearing aids and glasses,&lt;br /&gt;Polident and Fixodent  and false teeth in glasses,&lt;br /&gt;Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings, &lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pipes leak,&lt;br /&gt;When the bones creak, &lt;br /&gt;When the knees go bad,&lt;br /&gt;I simply remember my favorite things,&lt;br /&gt;And  then I don't feel so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions, &lt;br /&gt;No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,&lt;br /&gt;Bathrobes and heating pads  and hot meals they bring,&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;Back  pains, confused brains, and no need for sinnin',&lt;br /&gt;Thin bones and fractures  and hair that is thinnin',&lt;br /&gt;And we won't mention our short shrunken frames, &lt;br /&gt;When we remember our favorite things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the joints ache,&lt;br /&gt;When the hips break, &lt;br /&gt;When the eyes grow dim,&lt;br /&gt;I simply remember the great life I've had, &lt;br /&gt;And then I don't feel so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ms. Andrews received a standing  ovation from the crowd that lasted over four minutes and repeated  encores.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4485703418806796989?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4485703418806796989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4485703418806796989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4485703418806796989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4485703418806796989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/12/julie-andrews-ovation.html' title='Julie Andrews ovation'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7935664230252704858</id><published>2007-12-04T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T06:49:14.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>George Carlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_ecmsonormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt;What a difference a sad event in someone's life makes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-style: italic; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-CA"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEORGE CARLIN (His wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt;recently died. ..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-CA"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A Message by George Carlin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: navy; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt; but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="EN-CA"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: blue; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';" lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7935664230252704858?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7935664230252704858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7935664230252704858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7935664230252704858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7935664230252704858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/12/george-carlin.html' title='George Carlin'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1272545551584366220</id><published>2007-11-19T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:42:36.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait Before Me in Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: navy;"&gt;A Lesson on Learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Thought Adjuster Transmission – August 5, 2004. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Wait before Me in the Silence. Allow a holy hush to fall upon you. When your own thoughts intrude, let them go by without them diverting your attention. Let it flow, let it flow. Give Me your total intent and attention. In the holy hush is My Presence, and I Am without time. There is never a time limit with Me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;You have now begun a deeper training, although it has always been the same. This training is designed to lead you deeper into yourself, and closer to Me. Yes, I know this sounds a bit like a contradiction, because I am closer than your hands and feet and closer than your breath. I exist within you, in My secret place, and yet to you I seem miles away. This is the reason why we embark on this venture; for you to learn, not only with your mind but also with your whole heart, that I am here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;I need you to understand, that I am a Part of God, a Creator Fragment so to speak, and I carry attributes of God in Me, which I am willing to share with you as soon as you show a readiness therefore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;All this has to do with spiritual growth, which is just as necessary for a human being as physical, mental and emotional growth is necessary for a newborn baby. So are humans new-born in spirit, and it is up to the parents to teach a child right from wrong at the earliest possible age. Then, at the very moment when the child makes its first independent conscious decision between right and wrong, a Fragment of God, called a Thought Adjuster, comes to indwell that human mind as a Spirit Helper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;From that very important moment on, the human being is never alone, as his or her Thought Adjuster struggles within to help grow and nurture the human soul. Once clarity dawns, and the human realizes that it possesses this great Gift of God, he or she has the option of cooperating with this Gift. It is the opportunity of the ages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;The 11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In losing your self, you will gain Me—TA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1111akashicconstruct.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.1111AkashicConstruct.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1272545551584366220?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1272545551584366220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1272545551584366220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1272545551584366220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1272545551584366220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/11/wait-before-me-in-silence.html' title='Wait Before Me in Silence'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-8943098545846964583</id><published>2007-11-15T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T06:49:02.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen with your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Dear one, to develop your inner listening skills, your heart needs to be totally open and free of judgment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Concentrate first and foremost on the hidden meaning of the words you hear in every conversation. The head always has the tendency to jump into the fray of a discussion, but it is far wiser to discern the hidden meanings.  In doing so, you may well discover unspoken fears, grief and sorrows, for which you may offer a word of wisdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;When spoken at the right moment, your words may cut through the outer veneer of bravado and loudness, and, perchance these words will lodge like little nuggets in the thirsting heart of another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Always remember that the human heart is a very delicate instrument and easily wounded. Thoughtless words and actions can roll down the ages, to later manifest themselves as all sorts of mental, emotional, and physical illnesses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;As I told you before: “Thoughts held in mind, produce after their kind”, and “As above, so below”, as well as “What a man or woman sows, he or she also reaps”.  This is the immutable Law of cause and effect.  What goes up must come down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;This, My beloved, I desire for you to integrate, so you will grow more conscious and aware as to how you think, how you live, and how you speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;You can only cultivate present-centered awareness through the practice of self-discipline, and by becoming more thoughtful about the feelings of others, even though their outward speech and actions tell you otherwise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Each human heart is so delicate, and can so easily be broken.  The world abounds with broken hearts, which can only be healed when Silence is cultivated, and the Peace and Rest of the Eternal God is experienced, as each heart discovers for itself, that, yes, it, too, is beloved of the Father in heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-8943098545846964583?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/8943098545846964583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=8943098545846964583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8943098545846964583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/8943098545846964583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/11/listen-with-your-heart.html' title='Listen with your Heart'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3330509275244388337</id><published>2007-11-11T05:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T05:54:53.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for more Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000080;"&gt;In Love Lies Abundant Healing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;A Thought Adjuster Speaks – 164 – January 6, 2004. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Dear one, no path is too difficult to walk when Love reigns in your heart. When anger, resentment and other harmful and poisonous thoughts reign, or when they creep back in, turn those out at once, for they perpetuate bad habits and clutter the heart with negativity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;I have told you before that the heart is the real mind of the body, and that the brain is merely the computer, albeit a very important piece of complicated machinery. Yet it only acts on the thoughts held in the heart/mind, which produce after their kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Furthermore, the heart is the main engine in the body and therefore a most elegant and delicate instrument, and anything that clutters this amazing life-giving force, which is ultimately powered by Spirit-Energy, is harmful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;It is very unkind and unjust to have less than positive and loving thoughts ‘greasing’ the heart, so to speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Love is the true Key, which feeds and heals the heart, and makes it beat at its greatest efficiency. See to it that you use self-discipline in controlling and perfecting your thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, I know that many a heart has suffered and is suffering grief from either the loss of a loved one, or unkind and harsh words from others. A heart can feel demoralized through the actions of others. Also, the owner’s stubbornness, and negative thinking can harm the heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Dear one, remember that the heart does not attack, the owner does. Also, one needs to take the genetic make-up and lifestyle into consideration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Remember always, that Love heals a heart faster than any chemical medicine. Emotions play a huge role, and need to be looked at and taken care of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;In Love lies abundant healing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Pray for more love, for self and others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;©&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The 11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#800000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#800000;"&gt;n losing your self, you will gain Me—TA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1111akashicconstruct.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;www.1111AkashicConstruct.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3330509275244388337?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3330509275244388337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3330509275244388337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3330509275244388337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3330509275244388337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/11/pray-for-more-love.html' title='Pray for more Love'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-720880284902601005</id><published>2007-11-08T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T08:23:07.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than a Mote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="color:#b6bc9a;"&gt;Think on This ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; For the entity, as each soul, is a portion of the whole. Thus, though a soul may be as but a speck upon the earth's environs, and the earth in turn much less than a mote in the universe, if the spirit of man is so attuned to the Infinite, the music of harmony becomes as the divine love that makes for the awareness in the experience of the Creative Forces working with self for the knowledge of the associations with same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edgar Cayce Reading 1469-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-720880284902601005?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/720880284902601005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=720880284902601005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/720880284902601005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/720880284902601005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/11/less-than-mote.html' title='Less than a Mote'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3645494981683116366</id><published>2007-10-24T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T08:12:12.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000080;"&gt;And To Delight A Little More. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;A Thought Adjuster Speaks – 160 – January 2, 2004. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Dear one, open your heart and soul and mind for the warmth of the sunrays of the Creator. In the Spirit world we all work together as One, as the Will of the One is being manifested in the many. We are all expressions of this One Will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;And I, as your Indweller, entice you each day anew to do the Will of the One. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;And learn each day to trust a little more, to love a little more, to hope a little more and to delight a little more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;This will increase your soul-peace, as each day you learn to reach out yet more to others, who might benefit by a smile, a word of encouragement, or a friendly gesture. Build yourself a service-oriented character, a willingness to help others, without thoughts of recompense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;The Eternal Creator sees all, knows all, and even sees the intent of the human heart before it even registers as a thought-action in the mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;To do the Will of God is a road to self-fulfillment and happiness beyond your present imagination. The Will of God is the way of Love, with a purity and sincerity of heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;The only requisite is that your will is freely and joyfully given to God, not grudgingly and out of fear of punishment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Doing the Will of God, joyfully and thankfully, banishes all fear, and a freedom ensues, which I would have you experience while yet in the flesh. For this is the aim and secret of a God-led life: To live in Joy and the sure knowledge of Life everlasting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;This is My desire for you, that you get to know Me better and trust Me more, as I am your Companion along the way.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;1111 progress group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3645494981683116366?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3645494981683116366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3645494981683116366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3645494981683116366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3645494981683116366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-to-delight-little-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-752393911675691390</id><published>2007-10-17T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T07:34:34.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Judging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Dear one, be very gentle and loving with your self.  Each time you enter the holy of holies inside your heart, you leave another aspect of your low self-esteem outside, to be replaced by My Peace and soul-rest.  This is a subtle transformation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;I entice you towards greater progress, and leaving behind the worn out modes of thinking and of judgment about yourself and others.  Let us be practical in this training for elevating your thought processes onto a more spiritually useful level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;The past has become redundant.  Leave your mistakes and disappointments behind.  Only retain the lessons you have learned from them, and the blessings you have experienced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Count those blessings, and let them warm your heart on the rainy and windy days of troubles and disappointments, which will begin to lose their strength and importance the more often you come to Me, and feel My Comforting Presence within you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;From this calm Center, you shall go forth into your daily life to be a comforting presence to others, because you are learning to drink from the well of Living Waters, the Source that dwells within and yearns to become totally accessible to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Only you can block My positive stream through and by a negative attitude, falling back into the old redundant pattern of fault finding and judgment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Become increasingly more aware of your thoughts, of how you think, and what you think, and even the simple reason why you think in certain ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Banish any and all negative thoughts at once, so there will be more room for positive thought.  I teach you the way of conscious living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;So come.  So rest.  So learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;©&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The 11:11 Progress Group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#800000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#800000;"&gt;n losing your self, you will gain Me—TA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1111angels.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"   &gt;www.1111Angels.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-752393911675691390?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/752393911675691390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=752393911675691390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/752393911675691390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/752393911675691390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-more-judging.html' title='No More Judging'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7996272029830355670</id><published>2007-10-15T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:27:56.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way of the Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Divine Mother:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; “Beautiful child! So young and tender.   You are birthed in my womb of love—I am your home now. Settle into me and allow yourself to grow. You will have new things added to you as your focus your thoughts on Me. This is Nebadonia, your Mother, and you have heard the sound of my voice within calling to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;“When you are awakened in spirit, you begin to recognize that you draw the ideas, people, and situations to you that give you insights. Use them to explore and create something that feels good to you. The power of love supports you in this direction. View within and create your internal visions as your Inner Spirit shares its desires with you. Relax and let go. Fully enjoy yourself in being a young child of Spirit exploring and adventuring in my universe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;“Your brothers and sisters are here to help you. Get to know them, for they are your guides, companions and friends. My heavenly helpers are here to take your hands and show you the way. The way of love, the way of peace, the way of hope, and the way of the universe. Come and learn, play and grow with us!”&lt;br /&gt;1111 progress group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7996272029830355670?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7996272029830355670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7996272029830355670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7996272029830355670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7996272029830355670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/10/way-of-universe.html' title='The Way of the Universe'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5277430207788685170</id><published>2007-10-10T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:21:16.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;There are lots of different names for the “Gift” that the Creator of All has bestowed upon the mortal races. Thought Adjuster is just one of them.  Other names are Spirit Self, the Voice Within, and Pilot Light to name a few. Many people are unaware of these indefatigable Workers that are with us at all times, &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; certainly most of the time. Relatively few people understand Their function, and even fewer know where They hail from, and that They actually need some form of training to function well in the time/space realms. Countless individuals believe they may well have a soul, but they are unaware of the fact that their soul would not be able to progress in this life without that additional Gift from the Creator of All That Is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5277430207788685170?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5277430207788685170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5277430207788685170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5277430207788685170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5277430207788685170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/10/gift.html' title='The gift'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5931269244956886675</id><published>2007-10-10T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T10:22:07.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1111</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The processes of channeling, and out-of-body experiences, requires for one to have an Advanced, or perhaps even a Supreme Adjuster, not a brand new, less experienced, or Virgin Adjuster. It is the Adjuster who “calls the shots” in communication. He or She (so addressed depending on the human gender, since he, or she, supplies the Personality, while the Adjuster supplies the Identity), needs to “disengage” in some way, to allow for Midwayers’ mind-to-mind communication to the human speech centers, located in the left cerebral hemisphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;      Therefore, it stands to reason that those who are regular recipients of the 11:11 time prompts do have Advanced, or even Supreme Adjusters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;      That seems to be a logical deduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5931269244956886675?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5931269244956886675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5931269244956886675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5931269244956886675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5931269244956886675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/10/1111.html' title='1111'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-951694612799645610</id><published>2007-09-30T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:40:22.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Human Radio Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:BernhardMod BT;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;Joseph Sadony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:BernhardMod BT;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT’S “IN THE AIR”, from June 1934’s &lt;i&gt;The Whisper—Vancourier to the Voice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     We all possess a “human radio” as part of the marvelous organic equipment with which we have been endowed by the Creator; we possess it whether we know it or not, and whether we believe it or not.  All of us use it in some degree, knowingly or unknowingly. It is a tragedy that men who could most benefit the world by its use, throw a monkey-wrench into their own machinery and have throughout history made it as difficult as possible for the most highly developed human radios to function without being stoned to death or thrown into a madhouse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     Ordinary radios have their own territory of reception, and amplify, at the will of their owners, any program being broadcasted at the time within those limits. To know what’s “on the air,” one need but to consult the various radio reviews, or the radio section of the daily paper.  These assist one in tuning in to programs which otherwise he would never know were on the air unless he spent his entire time at the radio manipulating it from one end of the dial to the other, hearing only fragments of each program. But inasmuch as these programs have been designed and are being executed knowingly by men, their intentions can be scheduled and announced.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     With the human radio, however, man can only listen in to what he is able to catch. All of Nature broadcasts continuously and permanently, retaining all history in her memory, and man, though its crowning blossom on earth, and the hands by means of which she may serve herself, is after all but a part of the Whole. He is the divine child that sprang from the union of the Creative Spirit that we call God with the body of material things that we call Nature. In this cocoon of mortal flesh a human soul is born, and man, seeing only the flesh, thinks that the birth of the soul is the end of all when it casts off its chrysalis, the human body, whose only purpose is as the shroud of incubation that insulates and preserves the individualized spec of Life until its transformation from a worm to a butterfly is complete.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     Until then its wings cannot be used, but they are developing though unseen. And what would be the result if the butterfly refused to develop its wings because it could find no use for them in its cocoon? And it is thus with unseen, neglected faculties of the human mind, without which we would be as helpless after death as a butterfly without wings—faculties which have puzzled science because of the little practical use for them in this life as we know it. There is little real use, it seems, in the toys of children, but it is the children who play as if the world depended upon it with toys, who later wield tools and weapons as masters of men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     So if one cannot put it to definite, practical use at once, still it would behoove him to “play” with the human radio, developing his Intuition, Imagination and Memory into the powerful wings of freedom for the human soul which they are destined to be.  But instead of “playing” with it, the “Game of Life,” man suffers with it, accepting conditions and “programs” without any effort to change them or get something better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     The air is full of programs for the human radio who will only tune in to them. For years I tuned my “dial’ from end to end to run the gamut of its possibilities, accepting griefs and joys alike, but now I tune in to well-tested programs upon which long experience has taught me I can depend for normal thinking and stability at the Fulcrum of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     There is something lacking in the newspapers of today, something which in small measure I have been quietly trying to supply:  a “Human Radio Review,” as it were, broadcasting a few fragments of what I have found, and continue to find “in the air,” a willing entertainer, comforter, helper or tantalizer of man, according to the adjustment of this own mechanism. He can become a wise man or a fool, a madman or a genius; the intricacies of all knowledge are at his disposal, or the simplicity of Wisdom, just as he desires or thinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     To help others develop, perfect, adjust and atune their human radios is one of the main objects of my life. And in this connection, as time passes, I shall develop a “service” which might fittingly be called “The Human Radio(P)review”—calling attention to what’s “in the air” for the human radio that cares to listen, and making suggestions to help the readers tune out of uncomfortable programs into more beneficial ones aligned with human progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;     You may rest assured that the air is not completely filled with “sermons.” There is plenty of humor and entertainment, plenty of music to lift the soul above material clouds, or plunge it into the primitive earth. There is the breathtaking panorama of History, not as it is written, but as it was, and still is, in Nature’s all-seeing Memory. And there are the whispers and shadows of a limitless future offering us our choice of what it and we shall be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-951694612799645610?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/951694612799645610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=951694612799645610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/951694612799645610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/951694612799645610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/09/human-radio-review.html' title='The Human Radio Review'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-615774343534110938</id><published>2007-09-19T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:07:33.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Affirmations of Abundant Supply</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;         &lt;/h3&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;Following are other power affirmations for abundant supply.&lt;br /&gt;Choose the affirmations that feel appropriate to you --&lt;br /&gt;those that resonate with you, or strike an emotional chord.&lt;br /&gt;It is important that the words feel comfortable to you and&lt;br /&gt;are in line with who you are. Feel free to create one for&lt;br /&gt;your specific need by substituting other words that have&lt;br /&gt;special meaning to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affirmations of Abundant Supply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am now open to receive.&lt;br /&gt;* Life is easy, I have an abundance of whatever I need.&lt;br /&gt;* I now have surplus, all my needs are being met.&lt;br /&gt;* I have unlimited abundance.&lt;br /&gt;* I now give and receive freely.&lt;br /&gt;* This is a rich universe and there is plenty for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;* I now live in a rich and loving universe.&lt;br /&gt;* Money comes to me easily and effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;* I am always supplied with whatever I need.&lt;br /&gt;* I move forward with an expectancy of my greatest good.&lt;br /&gt;* I look for and receive a bountiful supply.&lt;br /&gt;* My greatest good is coming to me NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-615774343534110938?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/615774343534110938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=615774343534110938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/615774343534110938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/615774343534110938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/09/affirmations-of-abundant-supply.html' title='Affirmations of Abundant Supply'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1604643811880302032</id><published>2007-09-16T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:05:17.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BELIEVING MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;                          Excerpt from  Inscribed on the Believing Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Way is not difficult for those who have no&lt;br /&gt;preferences.&lt;br /&gt;When love and hate are both absent everything becomes clear&lt;br /&gt;and undisguised.&lt;br /&gt;Make the smallest distinction, however, and heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;are set infinitely apart.&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to see the truth then hold no opinions for or&lt;br /&gt;against anything.&lt;br /&gt;To set up what you like against what you dislike is the&lt;br /&gt;disease of the mind.&lt;br /&gt;When the deep meaning of things is not understood the mind's&lt;br /&gt;essential peace is disturbed to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;The Way is perfect like vast space when nothing is lacking&lt;br /&gt;and nothing is in excess.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it is due to our choosing to accept or reject that&lt;br /&gt;we do not see the true nature of things.&lt;br /&gt;Live neither in the entanglements of outer things nor in&lt;br /&gt;inner feelings of emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;Be serene in the oneness of things and such erroneous views&lt;br /&gt;will disappear by themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1604643811880302032?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1604643811880302032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1604643811880302032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1604643811880302032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1604643811880302032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/09/believing-mind.html' title='THE BELIEVING MIND'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3896535213762695466</id><published>2007-09-01T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T16:54:33.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learn to listen</title><content type='html'>Think on This ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depend more upon the intuitive forces from within and not harken so much to that of outside influences--but learn to listen to that still small voice from within, remembering as the lesson as was given, not in the storm, the lightning, nor in any of the loud noises as are made to attract man, but rather in the still small voice from within does the impelling influence come to life in an individual that gives for that which must be the basis of human endeavor; for without the ability to constantly hold before self the ideal as is attempted to be accomplished, man becomes one as adrift, pulled hither and yon by the various calls and cries of those who would give of this world's pleasure in fame, fortune, or what not. Let these be the outcome of a life spent in listening to the divine from within, and not the purpose of the life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Cayce Reading 239-1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3896535213762695466?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3896535213762695466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3896535213762695466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3896535213762695466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3896535213762695466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/09/learn-to-listen.html' title='learn to listen'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-6285972140062905711</id><published>2007-08-26T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T09:05:37.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Blessings</title><content type='html'>May you have&lt;br /&gt;Enough happiness to make you sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Enough trials to make you strong,&lt;br /&gt;Enough sorrow to keep you human,&lt;br /&gt;Enough hope to make you happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-6285972140062905711?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/6285972140062905711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=6285972140062905711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6285972140062905711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6285972140062905711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunday-blessings.html' title='Sunday Blessings'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7502124619121701644</id><published>2007-08-18T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T08:31:59.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heat And Light</title><content type='html'>It is interesting but unfortunate that light and heat are so mistaken.What we think is a knowing light is but a stifling heat.The friction of actionproduces a heat we take as accomplishmentAnd the more we accomplish the hotter we get.The heat is but the internal workings of image and obsession;the frantic pursuit of the goldwe dangle in front of our eyes.Why is it that when we burn outwe seek to renew the heatand never think to seek shade?There is another life waiting in the cool, listless shade.A life where accomplishment consists of nothing but staying cool.All that glitters is not gold.Much of it is the heat that we believe is light.Forget about regulating the heat;Life flows in the cool, clear pasture of solitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tatfoundation.org/forum.htm#4"&gt;http://www.tatfoundation.org/forum.htm#4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7502124619121701644?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7502124619121701644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7502124619121701644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7502124619121701644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7502124619121701644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/08/heat-and-light.html' title='Heat And Light'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1643797957724722253</id><published>2007-08-15T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:33:47.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloud of Illusion</title><content type='html'>"We live in a cloud of illusions and rarely realize that we are spinning this web of fiction for all the hours and days of our lives, unless we are fortunate or unfortunate enough to die slowly. Perhaps slow death may be the only moments of reality for the total life of many earthlings. Because the dying person is forced to face the fact that he is about to become zero."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1643797957724722253?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1643797957724722253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1643797957724722253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1643797957724722253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1643797957724722253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/08/cloud-of-illusion.html' title='Cloud of Illusion'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-7660319329732245848</id><published>2007-08-02T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:03:23.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Love&lt;br /&gt;Common love is an illusion,It wants us to possess that which gives us pleasure,It tells us to pursue the object of our desire,It does not see beyond itself.True love has no object, no goal:It is just love.The love where there is no "me"and "you" is the rest of humanity.Love that is not borne of selfTouches everything and yet nothing in particular.This all-encompassing loveFrees us from the confines of self.Once set free we can travel,Protected from the harshness of lifeCarried along on the wings of loveWe consume ourselves in its wondrous flame.&lt;br /&gt;Larry Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tatfoundation.org/forum.htm#4"&gt;http://www.tatfoundation.org/forum.htm#4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-7660319329732245848?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/7660319329732245848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=7660319329732245848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7660319329732245848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/7660319329732245848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/08/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5065455253490398538</id><published>2007-08-01T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T07:44:24.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning House</title><content type='html'>I asked the Lord to tell me Why my house is such a mess. He asked if I'd been 'computering', And I had to answer "yes." He told me to get off my fanny And tidy up the house. And so I started cleaning up... The smudges off my mouse. I wiped and shined the topside. That really did the trick... I was just admiring my work... I didn't mean to 'click.' But click, I did, and oops I found A real absorbing site That I got SO way into... I was into it all night.&lt;&lt;sigh&gt;&gt; Nothing's changed except my mouse It's very, very shiny. I guess my house will stay a mess... While I sit here on my hiney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5065455253490398538?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5065455253490398538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5065455253490398538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5065455253490398538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5065455253490398538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/08/cleaning-house.html' title='Cleaning House'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-3309895691893289425</id><published>2007-07-29T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T08:27:31.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realize   Truth</title><content type='html'>For a seeker who really wants to realize Truth, it is important to develop will-power and have self-control. Self-control is considered to be the very core of the vedantic discipline. Without it no progress is possible in spiritual life, nor any success in meditation. According to Shankara, self-control means the development of will-power and also the strengthening of the buddhi, or the determinative faculty, which controls all the sense organs. This helps the seeker to direct his energy and time towards his goal. There will be more than plenty of times when doubts about your goal will arise and you'll want to give it all up in pursuit of immediate pleasure and happiness. One may find himself falling and rising again. Sometimes there is a danger of getting in the habit of falling. Each time you decide this will not happen again and yet when you get hit by these particular winds, you find yourself repeating the same pattern. Self-observation helps us to see through our patterns and gives us some distance. It also helps in understanding the nature of our obstacle and how to get to its source. When we get a real perspective on our obstacle, we can feel free to act in whichever way we want.&lt;br /&gt;For a seeker on a path of Self-inquiry, any obstacle is an opportunity to get close to its source. Finally you may find that source of All is That.&lt;br /&gt;Anima Pundeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tatfoundation.org/forum.htm#4"&gt;http://www.tatfoundation.org/forum.htm#4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-3309895691893289425?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/3309895691893289425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=3309895691893289425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3309895691893289425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/3309895691893289425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/07/realize-truth.html' title='Realize   Truth'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-6926828351022719366</id><published>2007-07-28T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T09:25:04.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Man in Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="the_little_man_"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Little Man&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Bob Fergeson&lt;br /&gt;From early morning coffee&lt;br /&gt;to late night herbal tea,&lt;br /&gt;We lived for near forever,&lt;br /&gt;the Little Man and me.&lt;br /&gt;When first I came to travel&lt;br /&gt;in this classroom wide and grand,&lt;br /&gt;I knew nothing of the coming&lt;br /&gt; of this lonely Little Man.&lt;br /&gt;But parents, teachers, doctors,&lt;br /&gt;the whole damn Helping Herd,&lt;br /&gt;Soon created him inside me,&lt;br /&gt;As their ancestors had insured.&lt;br /&gt;He has no real existence,&lt;br /&gt;None that I can see.&lt;br /&gt;But could and should and would!&lt;br /&gt;Screamed the Little Man in me.&lt;br /&gt;Soon I hid myself in pride,&lt;br /&gt;Found that fear blocked every door.&lt;br /&gt;I was now what I despised!&lt;br /&gt;Just as those that'd gone before.&lt;br /&gt;The hypnosis worked it's magic,&lt;br /&gt;No peace had I, no stand.&lt;br /&gt;Just a mis-identification,&lt;br /&gt;I became the Little Man.&lt;br /&gt;I took him for a person,&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I thought that he was me!&lt;br /&gt;He sure could be convincing,&lt;br /&gt;that Little Man in me.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day it happened,&lt;br /&gt;I know not really why,&lt;br /&gt;I looked out there below me&lt;br /&gt;From some Great Eternal Sky.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even notice,&lt;br /&gt;So busy as a bee,&lt;br /&gt;He just kept right on sleeping, but&lt;br /&gt;that Little Man ain't me!&lt;br /&gt;One day looking in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;From my bed as I did stand,&lt;br /&gt;I receded back behind him,&lt;br /&gt;that sleeping Little Man.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even notice,&lt;br /&gt;Just a grain lost in the sand,&lt;br /&gt;He can't look back and see me,&lt;br /&gt;that lonely Little Man.&lt;br /&gt;I watch him and his pattern,&lt;br /&gt;How he blends right in so well,&lt;br /&gt;That his life and his surroundings&lt;br /&gt;are no different from himself.&lt;br /&gt;He has no greater vision,&lt;br /&gt;Desire and fear are all he sees.&lt;br /&gt;An actor in the TV,&lt;br /&gt;that Little Man in me.&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad but true short story,&lt;br /&gt;I cry a tear, and so does he,&lt;br /&gt;He won't survive, he lives to die,&lt;br /&gt;the Little Man in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-6926828351022719366?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/6926828351022719366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=6926828351022719366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6926828351022719366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6926828351022719366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-man-in-me.html' title='The Little Man in Me'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-2649461565957101286</id><published>2007-07-27T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T18:10:49.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Throne of Power</title><content type='html'>Its Fractal Friday &lt;br /&gt;Art made by Muddnet copyrights reserved 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this real?Or an Imagination of where we really are?I cant say for sure...I can only hope something in this life is real.Click to enlarge this fabric of reality!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/RqqIB3SR1JI/AAAAAAAAABM/P9Bl4AlgBiM/s1600-h/mandelbrotroad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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What a team is?" The&lt;br /&gt;little boy nodded yes.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you understand that what matters is whether we win together as a&lt;br /&gt;team?" The little boy nodded yes.&lt;br /&gt;"So," the coach continued, "when a strike is called, or you are out at&lt;br /&gt;first, you don't argue or curse or attack the umpire. Do you&lt;br /&gt;understand all that?" Again, the boy nodded yes.&lt;br /&gt;"Good," said the coach. "Now go over there and explain it to your&lt;br /&gt;mother."&lt;br /&gt;What the coach wanted the boy's mother to understand is that&lt;br /&gt;encouragement is vital to success. Encouragement builds teams and also&lt;br /&gt;builds esteem. Encouragement works. In fact, the right kind of&lt;br /&gt;encouragement, at the right time, can change a life.&lt;br /&gt;Author Ron Dunn tells the story of two altar boys. One was born in&lt;br /&gt;1892 in Eastern Europe. The other was born just three years later in a&lt;br /&gt;small town in Illinois (USA). Though their lives were quite different,&lt;br /&gt;these two boys shared a similar experience.&lt;br /&gt;Each altar boy assisted his parish priest in the celebration of Mass.&lt;br /&gt;While handling the chalice during Holy Eucharist, they both&lt;br /&gt;accidentally spilled some of the wine on the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;But this is where their stories diverge. The priest in the Eastern&lt;br /&gt;European church, seeing the purple stain, slapped the altar boy across&lt;br /&gt;the face and shouted, "Clumsy oaf! Leave the altar." He did. The&lt;br /&gt;little boy grew up to become the atheist and communist dictator of&lt;br /&gt;Yugoslavia, Josip Broz Tito.&lt;br /&gt;The priest in the church in Illinois, upon seeing the wine stain,&lt;br /&gt;knelt down beside the boy and looked him tenderly in the eyes and&lt;br /&gt;said, "It's all right, son. You'll do better next time. You'll be a&lt;br /&gt;fine priest for God someday." That little boy grew up to become the&lt;br /&gt;much loved Bishop Fulton J. Sheen.&lt;br /&gt;We will never know how much a kind and encouraging word from the&lt;br /&gt;priest, or the lack of one, influenced these boys' lives. But kindness&lt;br /&gt;and instruction are always far more valuable than anger and criticism.&lt;br /&gt;Encouragement works.&lt;br /&gt;-- Steve Goodier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1610082450873697212?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1610082450873697212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1610082450873697212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1610082450873697212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1610082450873697212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/07/encouragement-works.html' title='Encouragement Works'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-6637770301543696465</id><published>2007-07-16T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T19:08:16.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little more patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; As has been indicated, a little more patient, a little more tolerant, a little more humble. But . . .not a tolerance that becomes timid--this would make rebellion in self. Not a patience that is not positive. Not an humbleness that becomes morbid or lacking in beauty. For as orderliness is a part of thy being, so let consistency--as persistency--be a part of thy being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Cayce Reading 1402-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-6637770301543696465?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/6637770301543696465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=6637770301543696465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6637770301543696465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6637770301543696465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-more-patience.html' title='A little more patience'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1673339415973373090</id><published>2007-06-27T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T17:48:21.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>old folks</title><content type='html'>Senior citizens are constantly being criticized for every conceivable deficiently of the modern world, or imaginary.  We now take responsibility for all we have done and do not blame others.  But, upon reflection, we “OLD FARTS” would like to point out that it was NOT the senior citizens who took the melody out of music.  The pride out of appearance.  The romance out of love.  The commitment out of marriage.  The responsibility out of parenthood.  The togetherness out of the family.  The learning out of education.  The service out of patriotism.  The religion out of school.  The golden rule from the rulers.  The nativity scene out of cities.  The civility out of behavior.  The refinement out of language.  The dedication out of employment.  The prudence out of spending.  OR, the ambition out of achievement.  AND certainly are NOT the ones who eliminated patience and tolerance from personal relationships and interactions with others.   Does anyone under the age of forty know the lyrics to the Star Spangled Banner?  Just look at the Seniors with tears in their eyes and pride in their hearts as they stand at attention with their hand over their hearts!  Then look at the young’uns chewing gum, looking around and acting as though their time is being wasted. REMEMBER….Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what the hell happened to America!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1673339415973373090?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1673339415973373090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1673339415973373090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1673339415973373090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1673339415973373090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/06/old-folks.html' title='old folks'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-487588406286678623</id><published>2007-05-28T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T17:26:01.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprises</title><content type='html'>Our lives are full of surprises and amazing coincidences, though we&lt;br /&gt;may not always take notice. Whether or not we see the hand of&lt;br /&gt;providence in coincidence, life teems with the remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to notice what others do not see, and you can expect to be&lt;br /&gt;surprised. Learn to notice what others do not see, and what you see&lt;br /&gt;will amaze.&lt;br /&gt;-- Steve Goodier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-487588406286678623?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/487588406286678623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=487588406286678623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/487588406286678623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/487588406286678623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/05/suprises.html' title='Suprises'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4926768459778844153</id><published>2007-05-20T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:35:22.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intent,Awareness,and Energy</title><content type='html'>The Intent of this intelligent universe in which we live, is to form the most evolutionary bodies, minds and souls.  As we pursue greater personal enlightenment, we are also fulfilling universal goals.  This means that the attainment of greater self mastery is more than just a personal practice. It is actually a global process, which has motivated evolution since before the beginnings of Earthly life.  It is the Intent of God/Nature that evolution take place, in as many beings as possible, and to as high a degree as possible.  Meditation reveals that the essence of evolution is found in the expansion of consciousness, and that we are all as cells within a greater body of Intent, Awareness and Energy.  Self realization is in fact the realization of consciousness, which is in turn of benefit to all things in their inter-connectedness.  Even That which is called God gains benefit from this process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/md6.html"&gt;http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/md6.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4926768459778844153?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4926768459778844153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4926768459778844153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4926768459778844153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4926768459778844153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/05/intentawarenessand-energy.html' title='Intent,Awareness,and Energy'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5295134275485924944</id><published>2007-05-17T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T05:23:45.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW, WHAT A WAKE UP!&lt;br /&gt;Dear God:Why didn't you save the school children at ?. .&lt;br /&gt;Moses Lake , Washington 2/2/96&lt;br /&gt;Bethel , Alaska 2/19/97&lt;br /&gt;Pearl , Mississippi 10/1/97&lt;br /&gt;West Paducah , Kentucky 12/1/97&lt;br /&gt;Stamp, Arkansas 12/15/97J&lt;br /&gt;onesboro , Arkansas 3/24/98&lt;br /&gt;Edinboro , Pennsylvania 4/24/98&lt;br /&gt;Fayetteville , Tennessee 5/19/98&lt;br /&gt; Springfield , Oregon 5/21/98&lt;br /&gt;Richmond , Virginia 6/15/98&lt;br /&gt;Littleton , Colorado 4/20/99&lt;br /&gt;Taber , Alberta , Canada 5/28/99&lt;br /&gt;Conyers , Georgia 5/20/99&lt;br /&gt;Deming , New Mexico 11/19/99&lt;br /&gt;Fort Gibson , Oklahoma 12/6/99&lt;br /&gt;Santee , California 3/ 5/01 and&lt;br /&gt;El Cajon , California 3/22/01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pennsylvania 2006&lt;br /&gt;Virginia Tech College 2007&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,Concerned Student-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Reply:Dear Concerned Student:I am not allowed in schools.Sincerely,God------------ ----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;How did this get started?...-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Let's see,I think it started when Madeline Murray O'Hare complainedshe didn't want any prayer in our schools. And we said, OK..------------------Then, someone said you better not read the Bible in school,the Bible that says "thou shalt not kill,thou shalt not steal,and love your neighbors as yourself,"And we said, OK... - -------------- --Dr. Benjamin Spock saidwe shouldn't spank our childrenwhen they misbehavedbecause their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem.And we said,an expert should know what he's talking aboutso we won't spank them anymore..------------------Then someone saidteachers and principals better notdiscipline our children when they misbehaveAnd the school administrators saidno faculty member in this schoolbetter touch a student when they misbehavebecause we don't want any bad publicity,and we surely don't want to be sued.And we accepted their reasoning...------------------Then some wise school board member said,since boys will be boys and they're going to do it anyway,let's give our sons all the condoms they want, so they can have all the fun they desire,and we won't have to tell their parents they got them at school. And we said, that's another great idea...------------------Then some of our top elected officials saidit doesn't matter what we do in private as long as we do our jobs.And we said,it doesn't matter what anybody,including the President,does in private as long as we have jobs and the economy is good.... ------------------And someone else took that appreciation a step furtherand published pictures of nude childrenand then stepped further still bymaking them available on the Internet.And we said, everyone's entitled to free speech....------------------And the entertainment industry said,let's make TV shows and movies that promote profanity, violence and illicit sex...And let's record music that encourages rape, drugs, murder, suicide, and satanic themes...And we said,it's just entertainmentand it has no adverse effect and nobody takes it seriously anyway,so go right ahead.------------------Now we're asking ourselveswhy our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong,and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, classmates or even themselves.------------------Undoubtedly, if we thought about it long and hard enough,we could figure it out.I'm sure it has a great deal to do with..."WE REAP WHAT WE SOW,"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5295134275485924944?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/5295134275485924944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=5295134275485924944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5295134275485924944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/5295134275485924944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow-what-wake-up-dear-godwhy-didnt-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-146531930441568110</id><published>2007-05-07T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:31:04.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Foremost Resource</title><content type='html'>Our first and foremost resource as human beings is not lumber, coal, stone, solar energy, liquid fuels, seeds or even land. Our foremost resource is ourselves. Any tool is only as useful as the hand or spirit that wields it. The first priority in life must therefore always be the refinement of the tool user, not the tools themselves. From our own inner capability do these materials find utility and fashioning for the sake of building community. This means that in order to successfully build an infrastructure, we must first refine ourselves. The capability of our minds is genius, the strength of our bodies is enduring and the potential wisdom of our souls, born of cosmic purpose, is limitless. It is from this soil well prepared, that the most progressive communities must sprout. These are the basic nutrients of community excellence, (not to mention the source of our survival as a species) whose fruits shall be the sweetest and most nutritious of all, for everyone concerned. These fruits spring from the rich soil of truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/universalideal.html"&gt;http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/universalideal.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-146531930441568110?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/146531930441568110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=146531930441568110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/146531930441568110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/146531930441568110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/05/your-foremost-resource.html' title='Your Foremost Resource'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-949998950481569330</id><published>2007-05-04T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T07:45:16.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intent</title><content type='html'>Intent is a body-wide consideration. When we coordinate the feeling/intent elements throughout the body as a harmonious whole, our personal power is greatly increased. Using these feelings as a guide or feedback device, intent can be shifted in any part of the body, both temporarily and permanently. For instance if there is chronic fear in the area of the heart of a person, this knowledge of intent allows them an opportunity to change this condition at will. To do this they would need to focus on the fear in the heart, and INTEND that feeling to be elevated, ultimately to one of love, for instance. Such a transformation is well within the power of any person to implement, and is a step along the way to the Mastery of Intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/intdesc.html"&gt;http://www.eoni.com/%7evisionquest/library/intdesc.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-949998950481569330?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/949998950481569330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=949998950481569330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/949998950481569330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/949998950481569330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/05/intent.html' title='Intent'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4407241758004492942</id><published>2007-05-02T00:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:05:44.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Awakening</title><content type='html'>The Awakening A time comes in your life when you finally get it...when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out...ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying and blaming and struggling to hold on. Then, like a child quieting down after a tantrum, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes. This is your awakening. You realize it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change, or for happiness, safety and security to magically appear over the next horizon. You realize that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings, and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you... and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance. You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are... and that's OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions. You learn the importance of loving and championing yourself... and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval. You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you - or didn't do for you - and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected. You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that everything isn't always about you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself... and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance. You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties... and in the process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness. You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. You begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with. ou learn that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix. You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era, but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life. You learn that you don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake. Then you learn about love. You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You learn that alone does not mean lonely. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO. You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs. You learn that your body really is your temple. You begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin to eat a balanced diet, drink more water, and take more time to exercise. You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play. You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you believe you deserve, and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy. You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different than working toward making it happen. More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance. You also learn that no one can do it all alone, and that it's OK to risk asking for help. You learn the only thing you must truly fear is fear itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms. You learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom. You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people... and you learn not to always take it personally. You learn that nobody's punishing you and everything isn't always somebody's fault. It's just life happening. You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls. You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you. You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower. Then, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than your heart's desire. You make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility. You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind. Finally, with courage in your heart, you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4407241758004492942?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4407241758004492942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4407241758004492942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4407241758004492942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4407241758004492942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/05/awakening.html' title='The Awakening'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-6282661844474864226</id><published>2007-04-30T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T11:23:31.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/RjY0IrrS6KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HfG5MTK4sn0/s1600-h/twinorbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/RjY0IrrS6KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HfG5MTK4sn0/s400/twinorbs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-6282661844474864226?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/6282661844474864226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=6282661844474864226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6282661844474864226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/6282661844474864226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/RjY0IrrS6KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HfG5MTK4sn0/s72-c/twinorbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4542223108461121567</id><published>2007-04-28T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T08:40:09.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone love</title><content type='html'>Stone love -- she kneels before the grave&lt;br /&gt;A brave son -- who gave his life to save the slogan&lt;br /&gt;That hovers 'tween the headstone and her eyes&lt;br /&gt;For they penetrate her grieving&lt;br /&gt;New love -- a boy and girl are talking&lt;br /&gt;New words -- that only they can share in&lt;br /&gt;New words -- a love so strong it tears their hearts&lt;br /&gt;To sleep -- through the fleeting hours of morning&lt;br /&gt;Love is careless in its choosing -- sweeping over cross a baby&lt;br /&gt;Love descends on those defenseless&lt;br /&gt;Idiot love will spark the fusion&lt;br /&gt;Inspirations have I none -- just to touch the flaming dove&lt;br /&gt;All I have is my love of love -- and love is not loving&lt;br /&gt;Soul love -- the priest that tastes the word and&lt;br /&gt;Told of love -- and how my God on high is&lt;br /&gt;All love -- though reaching up my loneliness evolves&lt;br /&gt;By the blindness that surrounds him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Bowie ' Soul love' from Ziggy Stardust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4542223108461121567?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4542223108461121567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4542223108461121567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4542223108461121567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4542223108461121567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/04/stone-love.html' title='Stone love'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-4349806877389245643</id><published>2007-04-26T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T19:21:08.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmic Order</title><content type='html'>The progressive understanding of cosmic order and one’s current relationship with that order, brings satisfaction for which there is no substitute.  The embodiment of universal knowledge is so fulfilling that it causes those who achieve it to deliver the message of Truth to the world.  Self knowledge brings about the realization that the world would be completely transformed by embracing consciousness as its guiding motivation.  This the Master understands, and so must we in order to save our species from the brink of its own self-destruction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/md6.html"&gt;http://www.eoni.com/%7evisionquest/library/md6.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-4349806877389245643?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/4349806877389245643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=4349806877389245643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4349806877389245643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/4349806877389245643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/04/cosmic-order.html' title='Cosmic Order'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-25198424659385637</id><published>2007-04-25T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T17:24:23.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are not seperate of Nature</title><content type='html'>The source of natural wisdom from which we may draw, is from the same deep ocean that has carried the great Seers, visionaries, inventors and spiritual Masters of all time to their Earthly fruition. That source is none other than the consciousness itself which we already ARE, as well as the consciousness which the universe already IS. That wisdom tells those who would listen, that we are NOT separate from nature, we are a self-aware extension of it. It also tells us that there are no such thing as "separate issues" such as politics, social inequality, war or environmental issues that require "separate treatment". On the contrary, ALL ISSUES ARE SPIRITUAL CONCERNS, and it is upon this Cosmic Foundation that all other consideration are inherently built. We must address this foundation with competence, in order to address the human condition with any hope of success. We are consciousness raised up past a certain evolutionary degree, which can now KNOW ITSELF. In essence, we are matter that is animated by spirit, and not just a random collection of atoms. It is this human, evolutionary arrangement of matter, awareness, energy and intent, which accounts for our extraordinary abilities as Homo Sapiens. Having gone further than the animal not so much in form, but in the capacity for self awareness and self change, the human evolutionary course is ours to guide. Yet we cannot access our extraordinary and inherent abilities of genius and great wisdom, unless we realize that there is such a thing as Truth, and a purpose for life far beyond consumerism, militarism, nationalism and materialism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/universalideal.html"&gt;http://www.eoni.com/~visionquest/library/universalideal.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-25198424659385637?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/25198424659385637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=25198424659385637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/25198424659385637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/25198424659385637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-are-not-seperate-of-nature.html' title='We are not seperate of Nature'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-1248487739963053113</id><published>2007-04-24T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:24:08.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>I got a new camera..Bear with me as I learn to focus it manually.Spring means Purple and red flowers blooming on my porch.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/Ri70B7rS6HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ytDbZq7LnAI/s1600-h/PICT0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/Ri70B7rS6HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ytDbZq7LnAI/s400/PICT0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-1248487739963053113?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/feeds/1248487739963053113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8495043&amp;postID=1248487739963053113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1248487739963053113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8495043/posts/default/1248487739963053113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Mudd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09140886205220855443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QsRr4KSf274/SQCIGXSPxjI/AAAAAAAAAaA/k19zuauxktQ/S220/pastormudd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QsRr4KSf274/Ri70B7rS6HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ytDbZq7LnAI/s72-c/PICT0036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8495043.post-5792063707660045716</id><published>2007-04-17T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T07:49:57.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be in Harmony</title><content type='html'>What do you expect&lt;br /&gt;The more enlightened we are about our future and what to expect, the more we will be able to be in harmony as these things happen. We are children of the one Creator and as such we have opportunities to witness one of the greatest changes this planet has seen. Remember we are eternal. Nothing can harm us. If we do leave our physical bodies we only make the transition, we do not die. Love is eternal. Only love can be taken with us. We can never lose that which we never had in the first place. We are literally "embodiments of love". If we become enlightened through understanding and compassion, before we make this transition, we have served our life's purpose. We will have begun to see the changes which will herald our new world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8495043-5792063707660045716?l=confessionsofaninternetaddict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt
