Monday, December 31, 2012
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
sitting here on my brother's lanai drinking coffee. In Florida, where it's in the high 70's, and sunny. life is good, and family is better! So always remember family. not just on the holidays but every day. My life has been all about family, and I don't regret one moment. So please take care of yourself and your family.
Love all,
Ray
Love all,
Ray
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
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Saturday, November 17, 2012
Hello and welcome to this version of the wayback Machine!
lets look at the the positive!!
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lets look at the the positive!!
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Thursday, November 1, 2012
Where are we going? to find out we must first know where we've been!
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Friday, July 20, 2012
opps
Nibiru will make it's closest passage to Earth coming into our Solar System on August 17, 2012
JOHN MOORE MESSAGE- 4-SOURCE CONFIRMATION OF RED DWARF FLY-BY THIS SUMMER AND FALL
July 18, 2012
July 18, 2012
Ladies and Gentlemen,
"No Need For Panic" is the title of my paper I wrote the Fall of 2005, published in January 2006.
This note is a follow-up to my paper.
Tuesday
July 10th, one of my private trusted sources told me the following: He
heard a woman telling her employer that she attended a classified briefing for spouses of D.O.D. personnel that are part of C.O.G. (Continuity Of Government) contingency planning. This may constitute 1 or 2 % of all D.O.D. personnel.
Prior
to the briefing beginning, she had to sign a non-disclose agreement.
During the briefing, she was told about Nibiru ( Planet X, Wormwood) and
the soon-to-happen flooding of the Atlantic coast. She was shown a map
that very closely resembled the map on my DVD showing flooding of North
America coastal areas.
She
was told to prepare for an evacuation order that would come soon, They
were told they may have as much as two weeks warning, they may not. They
were told they could bring one carry-on bag and one suitcase and that
they would abandon all other possessions and property.
Monday July 16, I had another private source in Homeland Security verify the information of the above mentioned briefing.
Today
I spoke with another source, Mr. Mike Harris. Mike is a fellow
talk-show host at RBN with the time slot following mine. Mike has a private trusted source who is a high-ranking member of a foreign intelligence agency. This source tells Mike that Nibiru will make it's closest passage to Earth coming into our Solar System on August 17, 2012 and it's closest passage outward bound on September 26, 2012.
Mike has verified this intelligence with another private source, a former high-ranking member of the Reagan administration.
All intelligence received so far points to an Atlantic Ocean event
(probably connected to the Canary Island risk of a land slide
generating a tidal wave) There are some unknowns here, the exact nature
of which areas are most at risk is one of them. The safe thing to
assume/act on, is all coastal areas (800' altitude and lower) are at
risk.
One
of the things I learned in U.S. Military Intelligence School (as well
as being criminal investigator since 1973) was to look for reliable
sources who don't know each other, giving the same information. Here we
have four reliable sources all saying the same thing.
I trust this intelligence enough to be taking personal action based on it.
We
human beings go through this every 3,600 years. The range of effects
run from mild irritation to killing most inhabitants of Earth with:
major earthquakes, volcanoes, flooding, 200 mph winds and meteor
strikes.
On Wednesday, July 25th, Mike Harris will join me on my radio show as my guest. We will be discussing these matters.
That's at 0700 CDT 7/25 on Republic Broadcasting ( link at my web site http://www.thelibertyman.com/ )
This is an on-going intelligence gathering project. I will report my findings as they develop.
Regards,
John Moore
http://www.thelibertyman.com/The Bible
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Subject: The Bible
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When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a
nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had
nothing left of any value.
Later, when the nurses were going through his meagre possessions, They found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.
One nurse took her copy to Melbourne .. The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and appearing in mags for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.
And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.
Cranky Old Man.....
What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . ... . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . ... lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. ...Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ... . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. .... . ME!!
Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within ... . . .
we will all, one day, be there, too!
PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM,
The best and most beautiful things of this world can't be seen or touched.
They must be felt by the heart
Later, when the nurses were going through his meagre possessions, They found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.
One nurse took her copy to Melbourne .. The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and appearing in mags for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.
And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.
Cranky Old Man.....
What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . ... . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . ... lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. ...Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ... . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. .... . ME!!
Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within ... . . .
we will all, one day, be there, too!
PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM,
The best and most beautiful things of this world can't be seen or touched.
They must be felt by the heart
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
light my life
Hello today, check this out, energy is all around us, so you may find this interesting!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0tmfxQGxb-4&feature=channel&list=UL
have a good day!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0tmfxQGxb-4&feature=channel&list=UL
have a good day!
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