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”Why the Peaceful Majority is Irrelevant”

31 söndag Jan 2010

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http://www.israelnationalnews.com/Articles/Article.aspx/6996

”Very few people were true Nazis,” he said, “but many enjoyed the return of German pride, and many more were too busy to care. I was one of those who just thought the Nazis were a bunch of fools. So, the majority just sat back and let it all happen. Then, before we knew it, they owned us, and we had lost control, and the end of the world had come.”

”History lessons are often incredibly simple and blunt; yet, for all our powers of reason, we often miss the most basic and uncomplicated of points. Peace-loving Muslims have been made irrelevant by the fanatics. Peace-loving Muslims have been made irrelevant by their silence. Peace-loving Muslims will become our enemy if they don’t speak up, because, like my friend from Germany, they will awaken one day and find that the fanatics own them, and the end of their world will have begun.”

stupidity

29 fredag Jan 2010

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your nature is consciousness
and your nature as consciousness is empty
pristinly intelligently empty
pure wisdom of emptiness
this is your nature

when you veil it with your mental body
you believe intelligence is this voice talking to you in in your head
and this is stupidity

as long as you believe this voice in your head wich is a robotic, habitual, predictible voice,
as long as you believe thats where intelligence is
your veiling true intelligents, your veiling ture widsome
EJ B

Raj Patel – Maitreya?

27 onsdag Jan 2010

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Is Raj Patel in fact Maitreya the long awaited World Teacher ?

http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread537758/pg1

http://www.godlikeproductions.com/forum1/message973220/pg1

”At first I was sceptical about Raj, but when I was unable to find any other person who has been interviewed on Major US television recently, and whom fitted the description Share Internationals Benjamin Creme has given about what Maitreya would be like when he started his open mission, I began to investigate this Raj Patel character a little more closely.

When viewing this video please keep in mind that Benjamin Creme has stated that leading up to the day of decleration, Maitreya would not reveal that he was indeed Maitreya, and would appear to be just a normal man like any of us, but we would know there was something different and special about him, when we heard his message. ”

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raj_Patel

http://rajpatel.org/2010/01/25/call-me-brian/

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The Brain: The Power of Hope

24 söndag Jan 2010

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David’s head was literally stuffed with lung cancer. I was called in to take care of his hip and pelvic bones broken by the growing metastases. His seeming nonchalance about the pain and the surgery was clearly out of concern for his beautiful, young family–his wife Carol, a nurse, and his three kids, who were there every night. He couldn’t keep up the carefree charade over the next two weeks, though, as his speech slurred, then became incoherent. He stopped speaking, then moving.

I dreaded making rounds on a patient for whom there was no good news, no good plan. When his doctors rescanned his head, there was barely any brain left. The cerebral machine that talked and wondered, winked and sang, the machine that remembered jokes and birthdays and where the big fish hid on hot days, was nearly gone, replaced by lumps of haphazardly growing gray stuff. Gone with that machine seemed David as well. No expression, no response to anything we did to him. As far as I could tell, he was just not there.

It was particularly bad in the room that Friday when I made evening rounds. The family was there, sad, crying faces on all of them. I fussed with the hip a bit. His respirations had become agonal–the gulping kind of breathing movement that immediately precedes death. I knew Carol had seen this and that she knew what it meant. I said something inane and slid out the door fast, looking importantly at the papers in my hand, striving for the nice, empty corridor. But Carol came after me, needing to catch me away from the kids. Her eyes red-rimmed, she asked me where her husband was. I had noticed the cross around her neck. I said I wasn’t sure where he was, but I was pretty sure where he was going. She wanted to believe me, and I think she did.

Saturday morning the sun poured in as I checked the room. The bed was at chest height, made up and empty, with clean, fresh sheets over the vinyl mattress. As I turned to leave, I was blocked by a nurse, an older Irish lady with a doleful look on her face. She had taken care of David last night.

”He woke up, you know, doctor–just after you left–and said goodbye to them all. Like I’m talkin’ to you right here. Like a miracle. He talked to them and patted them and smiled for about five minutes. Then he went out again, and he passed in the hour.” My eyebrows went up.

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But it wasn’t David’s brain that woke him up to say goodbye that Friday. His brain had already been destroyed. Tumor metastases don’t simply occupy space and press on things, leaving a whole brain. The metastases actually replace tissue. Where that gray stuff grows, the brain is just not there.

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But many think the mind is only in there–existing somehow in the physical relationship of the brain’s physical elements. The physical, say these materialists, is all there is. I fix bones with hardware. As physical as this might be, I cannot be a materialist. I cannot ignore the internal evidence of my own mind. It would be hypocritical. And worse, it would be cowardly to ignore those occasional appearances of the spirits of others–of minds uncloaked, in naked virtue, like David’s goodbye.

http://www.time.com/time/printout/0,8816,1580392,00.html

http://michaelprescott.typepad.com/michael_prescotts_blog/2010/01/a-last-look.html

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