TRUTH

I am just starting this blog at a time when I am usually finished and on to something else, like washing dishes. I have been sitting here much of the Morning reading stuff on the internet and watching videos.

It has all the makings of a beautiful day. We had a welcome thunderstorm before daybreak and received about 3/4 of an inch of rain. The Sun is shining bright now and the world feels like it is experiencing a renewal, a familiar feeling after a storm.

It is quiet in the house, I am the only one here. Jamie is at the dentist. Naomi and Elijah have been gone over a week now. I haven't quite got used to the difference. No clattering of little feet. No request for a sandwich or a drink of water. No slashing of the air with light sabres. No vanquished enemy, cluttering up the floor. Just silence.

 I woke up a little crabby this Morning. Not quite crabby; but the potential for crabbiness. It is the feeling that many folks describe, before their first cup of coffee. But, I don't usually have that, it might take me a little time to adjust, but I generally feel pretty good. I love Mornings. I think it has been happening, the last few days, and this Morning it was worse.

It doesn't make any sense, my life is perfect. I have had the new sheep for almost two weeks now. They seem to be working out well. They seem to be thriving. I still go out and count the lambs everyday, but more and more they flock with the four original adults, and if that continues, I will be less concerned with predators. The five ewes are in the old goat pasture; it is constructed with cattle panels, there is no fear of them getting out. We do not have predators that would go after an adult sheep.

There is always the ebb and flow of family and personal relationships; everything appears good in that area. In fact, better than ever.

So what is it? I get a sense of what part of it might be, when I was reading things on the internet. I am tired of needing to, decipher and run through my BS detector, everything I read. There doesn't seem to be any real source of truth. The main stream news is hopeless, they attempt to shape your beliefs about everything, and perpetually seem to prepare us for war. There is a theme of fear that underlies most news items, and then the commercials come on, and we are terrorized by the diseases we are apt to get or have, if we do not call our doctor and get on this or that prescription.

There are some gems of information on the alternate news sources, but one still has to wade through questionable information. Some sites seem to provide space for numerous writers, that seem to vie, for how absurd, they can be. Paradoxically, in some of these websites, can be found the greatest gems. Since they publish everything, some grains of wheat can be found among the chaff. Jamie has a greater tolerance for this shifting activity and she alerts me to what is worth reading.

I was watching Robert Dean give a lecture at Leeds University about UFOs. He was an intelligence analyst for the US Army and was involved in their Cosmic Project, which was an attempt to determine where UFOs originated. This lecture must have been taped sometime ago, as Robert Dean was born in 1929 and he appears to be in his late sixties in the film. I would guess that it had very little airing, when it first appeared, as it was probably too credible for the MSM.

If your like me, you have been hearing about UFOs all your life. When I was in the Air Force, I had a good friend whose father was an astrophysicist, stationed at Los Alamos, during the fifties and sixties. He was convinced that UFOs were real. I was a radar technician {repaired radar systems}. I was stationed for the most part in South Carolina. Our operators plotted all the bogies on a large map. Occasionally, we would track a plane[?] going at an incredible speed. It would be reported to headquarters and the response was, that we were to scrub it. Nothing else. It wasn't said that we were not to talk about it. Just erase it and pretend it didn't exist. Perhaps that means, we shouldn't talk about. It didn't seem to be an issue. We assumed that they were experimental US aircraft, but they were traveling many times faster than any craft we knew about.

I gave up reading about UFOs because there are too many nuts among the berries. I know there is good authentic information out there, but it is too frustrating, pursuing something  when one can find no proof . I don't like to operate on belief. I want to know. It is hard to find out the truth when the culture, driven by the MSM, defines you as a nutball if you are interested.

It has always puzzled me what the secrecy was about. Who would it be disturbing to? It would upset, a few cherished beliefs, about our importance in the universe, but we would get over it. Perhaps, it would open up, too big a can of worms, and folks would start questioning everything. That is long overdue, and something people, in power, wouldn't like.

Isn't there a Beatles's song with a line, "We want some truth now", something like that. Well I am sick and tired of all the BS that is foisted on the public. We want some truth!

I don't don't know if that was what was giving me the blahs, but I feel better now.

The truth will set us free!

Happy Friday!

Love and Peace,  Gregg