Where O Grave is Thy Victory?

I suppose it must be me
Nobody else gets choked by it
But then, graves and death
Have lost the power to scare

Can't get them to understand
I don't want another Arlington
With pristine paths and walkways
Or lawns with Regency stripes

The racket compounds the felony
With strimmers fore and mowers aft
Like a bunch of demented hornets
Drowning my peace in formic acid

Where are the wild flowers now?
And the butterflies, bees and birds?
The dead don't sit in judgment
Discussing the state of their abode

Leave it alone! Let it grow!
Let nature work its magic
To the brambles and briars - Welcome!
Don't lose the plot. Take it over!

New broom

Hi, I'm Richard Webb.

I've taken over this Blog ( with Carol's blessing ). She has bigger fish to fry - which is good news for an upwardly mobile Piscean who is up to her gills in serious article writing. It's good news for me too as it gives me a dynamic platform for communication which I hope will work both ways.

A new identity means a new look, with poetry being the main vehicle for my posts. I shall endeavour to use this vehicle to inform, instruct and hopefully entertain you.

Fluoride: An Efficient Rat Poison

Nature provides an edible organic salt which is insoluble in water and assimilable by the human body. This substance, calcium-flouro- phosphate, builds and strengthens our bones and teeth. We all need it, and especially our children because they are constantly growing both tooth and bone. There is no doubt that without this salt the human body would lack strength and tooth decay would be of pandemic proportions.

There is another substance called Sodium Fluoride, a by-product of the aluminium industry, which has been a major pollutant of rivers and streams since 1900. This product is deadly poison, it poisons all animal life that consumes it, even in small quantities it is capable of causing death, and no effective antidote has been found.

The first documented use of sodium fluoride in drinking water was found in Germany's Nazi prison camps. There were are told that allegedly the reason for medicating the water supply was to sterilize women and force the inhabitants of these camps into calm submission. (Ref. book: "The Crime and Punishment of I.G.Farben" by Joseph Borkin)

This same sodium fluoride, which we now drink in the name of fighting tooth decay, has been used as rat poison for nearly 40 years.
"Sodium Fluoride water solutions are the cheapest and most effective rat killers known to chemists: colourless, odourless, tasteless, no remedy, no hope: Instant extermination of rats."....Dr. E.H. Bronner, Mfg.Research Chemist, Los Angeles.) Nephew of Albert Einstein!

We also know that the human body is comprised of 70% water which make it the most beneficial liquid that we can consume. All beverages contain water, however, infusions such as alcohol, tea and coffee also contain strong diuretics which rid the body of water. If we are wise about our water consumption this diuretic effect can be balanced by taking in more water. But what does it mean for our body's when this water that we drink is fluoridated?

Sodium Fluoride cannot be assimilated by the body. It becomes instant poison, because it cannot be eliminated without much extra effort from the kidneys. This means that there is always a build-up in the system. Allegedly kidney patients have died in the same way as rats, because they need to drink a great deal of water to flush out the toxins, a job that their malfunctioning kidneys find impossible. They are consuming a greater quantity of Sodium Fluoride than the average person in a shorter timespan, and some have found the strain on their systems too great.

Far from preserving or promoting 'dental health', fluoridated water destroys teeth, both in children and adults, the destructive mottling and pitting are the first signs of the condition, until complete break down takes place.

We willingly drive a round trip of 80 miles every 2 weeks to collect spring water from a well-known spa town in the U.K. Buying 15 gallons of bottled water would be financially impossible, and we also know that we are putting extra stress on the environment, but compared to our fluoridated tap water, the water that we collect is clear, fresh and sweet, and of course brimming with natural earth energy.

If it is possible for you to collect bacteria free water from a natural source, then I urge you to do it. I have no idea if my intellect is sharper because I don't drink fluoridated tap water, perhaps it is or I wouldn't be inspired to write this article. I do know that sodium fluoride is an ingredient in the drug of choice for depression Prozac, and knowing this fact alone would cause me to examine the truth of this matter.

A Healing Gospel

Once upon a time there were healers in the land.

When someone, person or animal became ill, the healer would be asked to their bedside or shelter. Energy would be channelled, and sometimes the person or animal would regain their health, and sometimes they would die. Death was mourned, but carried no fear, because it was understood that the loved one would always be with the family in spirit.

Nothing remains the same, and healing began to evolve. No longer was the energy of the source considered enough. There came plant healers, religious healers and scientific healers, and out of these came the Doctor, and the most revered was the Doctor. He promised much, and sometimes the person or animal got well, and sometimes they died. Death was mourned, but by now carried great fear, because it was understood that the loved one had gone, and would never be seen or heard from again.

The Religious leaders in the land saw that this situation was harmful, and re-introduced a concept of heaven. If all the family were good and worshipped the right gods, then they would all meet again in heaven to have a family party. If the people refused to bow down to the right god, then they would be separated, with hell being their final reward. Full of fear, the people chose the right god.

The Religious leaders also put their weight behind the Doctors. They feared to allow the free energy given by the source to be used for healing, because they would be discovered as frauds, and would lose their power. They needed the people to do as they were told, and so they invented a Devil who could also heal. The people who used the energy from source were branded: witches, devil worshippers, charlatans, spiritualists and evil doers. Once more the people were afraid.

The power of Religion waxed strong and the Doctors grew stronger by sheltering in religions arms. They became demi-gods to the people, who shunned taking any responsibility for their own well-being. And although many people died from the powerful drugs administered by the Doctors, the people were so afraid that they accepted what was happening, and even thanked the Doctors for their efforts.

The Doctors started to draw attention to their inadequate treatments by killing many and even becoming the cause of disease within their hospitals, but by now most people were in thrall to the Doctors and so too fearful to find the old ways. Just a few began to think for themselves. The Religious leaders and the Doctors saw this and were very afraid, believing that they needed a strategy to maintain their power.

Their best weapon was fear, and fear could be generated by inventing more serious illness, which would then generate more fear, and so the cycle would continue.

More illness meant inventing more drugs with which to heal the people, but by now Doctors had stopped talking about healing and talked instead of managing disease, cure became a nasty word. The whole world of illness had become so great, giving employment to many and riches to some, so that politicians sought to syphon some power for themselves. Whole economies now depended on the people being ill.

As power begot power, more and more companies evolved to manage the the power of illness. The people were poisoned with chemical laden food and water, ensuring that the Doctors would never be without power and employment. The Religious people harking back to their roots thought to improve their congregations by offering healing prayer for the suffering, omitting to teach the healing from source that everyone has access to. Some people were healed by their prayer and many were not, but just enough were healed to spread the belief that they were doing good.

Out of all this came a few people who cried, "enough!"

"We know that healing can be channelled from the source, and we will use it," and so once more healers walked the earth, and the Religious men, the Doctors and the Politicians were very afraid. So afraid, that they changed their tactics and sought to annex the healers into their midst. This they did by using their old ally, fear. They sought to prove that without passing various tests and examinations, and so displaying letters after their names, the healers would be a danger to the people and needed to be shunned and avoided.

There were many healers who longed for the power that the Doctors, Religious and Politicians wealded, and were happy to write examinations and invent spurious tests to deter the natural healer from healing the people. They sought to demand money so that those who believe in fear can display attractive certificates upon their walls, declaring to the world that they are part of a huge healing monopoly, and to join and take a crumb of power will ensure their acceptance by the hegemony that is medicine.

All the powers of the land rejoiced, it seemed that when Princes of the land joined their ranks and spoke of certificates and examinations to enable the healers to enter the world of the hospital, their cup runneth over.

There once more came upon the land healers who know the real source of power, and those healers are spreading their truth, and once more the powerful are afraid.

If you want to join the ranks of the healers visit: http://www.wisehealer.co.uk

Harry Potter: Momentous Magic Moments

I am a Harry Potter film fan. I'm old enough to know better, but my inner child enjoys the company of my adult as we watch the special effects with the correct amount of awe and trepidation. We know that Harry is going to come through unscathed because there are three years of filming to go yet, they aren't going to kill him off, and if they do it won't be until the last film. And so cushioned by that fact, we are free to enjoy the thrills, spills and quirky characters.

After the film I analyse the contents. You may think that this is a negative exercise, but it is what I do, it doesn't spoil my enjoyment, and it gives my brain a tough work out.

At the time of writing this article, and influenced by the events of my past week, I have changed my mind about the state of childhood.

Watching Harry fighting evil with the help of the major magicians gathered around him caused me to feel some sorrow that so many children would be influenced by the idea that to survive in this world, you need magic.

My adult self knows full well that I have managed to reach this age without the aid of a broomstick and magic wand, but I also know that I didn't come through unharmed, and listening to my younger clients last week, they haven't come through unharmed either. They need some magic.

There was a smattering of abuse of every kind pouring from the hearts of these precious young people. Whether physical or verbal, abuse causes emotions that cause shorts in the energy highways of the body. Emotional blockages cause illness, phobias, poor academic performance, relationship and discipline issues, all of which I deal with using EFT Tapping, Affirmation and Mirror Work. How weird is that?

One method to address so many different issues goes against everything that science has taught us to believe. Of course, I do use different words for each specific problem, but then Harry's quite good at that, I manipulate the way of energy, well so does Harry, and continue tapping using more well chosen words as a reminder to concentrate on the problem, and I can hear you saying, "so does Harry." And as for repeating an Affirmation and using the mirror to re-program a troubled mind, that seems familiar too.

The result is, illness gone, phobias forgotten, poor academic performance but a bad memory, and greatly enhanced relations with parents, siblings, the world and the self. What is left is a confident child who knows their worth in the world, who knows the meaning of, "I am special because I am me."

Now I am thinking that Harry is right. To put right the wrongs of the world a little bit of magic used in conjunction with some special words comes in very handy when it looks as if Voldemart is coming to get you.

Now that's what I call magic!

To learn the magical art of tapping, affirmations and mirror work visit: http://www.wisehealer.co.uk

Battery Hens Love Their Cells!

It is now official, hens are happy in battery farms.

Scientists have proven this by measuring the amount of corticosterone, a hormone produced in response to stress or fear, in eggs from free- range and caged hens. They found that the levels in both were very similar.

That's fine then, we can all stop concerning ourselves about the 19 million caged hens in Britain who account for 63 per cent of egg production, all of which is presumably consumed by a dis-interested public. I can believe that their are consumers who find it difficult to afford the more expensive free-range or barn egg, I do not believe that approximately 50 per cent of the public cannot afford the few extra pence that it takes to make a hen's life more bearable. There must be millions of people who don't see any advantage in eating a 'happy' egg.

I'm not going to examine the rights or wrongs of animal husbandry, the RSPCA have published adequate material which reiterates common sense. That battery cages are simply unacceptable because they don't satisfy the hen's basic behavioural and physical needs. I want to draw your attention to the quality of food that you put into your body, the quality of vibration.

Everything in the universe vibrates, and mammals vibrate on known vibrational scales measured in Hertz, this is information that can be substantiated by scientists, because it can be measured. Vibrations change under different conditions. When a mammal is under stress, for instance when cows are transported vast distances without fresh air or water, the vibration of fear spreads quickly through the herd. This spreading of vibration is called 'entrainment' and it happens with inanimate objects such as clocks, but more easily with mammals because their aura's interlock, and the lower vibrations, such as fear, are easier to catch. By the time the cow has been thoroughly traumatised by the smell of blood and the knowledge that it is to be ruthlessly slaughtered, the meat is considered fit for human consumption.

The same fear is contaminating our chickens and their eggs. A happy chicken will lay a happy egg, we consume that happy egg and take on those higher vibrations, those high vibrations will then entrain with our bodies to produce happier cells. Happier cells mean less disease.

I don't mean to convey the message that eating only free range products will keep you safe from all disease. There are many other ways that us humans can keep our vibrations high, and if you want to learn about them visit: http://www.wisehealer.co.uk where you can slowly build up your vibrations, just by reading the free books that you will find there.

Changing Rooms!

Charlotte Perkins Gilman, an early twentieth century American writer, novelist, commercial artist, lecturer and social reformer, was a woman out of time. Her short story 'The Yellow Wallpaper' explores the trauma of her own bout of mental illness and subsequent misguided medical treatment. Her struggle to change both the hideous wallpaper and the treatment that was meted out to her, disguised as care, by the patriarchal medical profession personified by her husband, very nearly caused her to become incurably insane.

Her sister-in-law modelled the ideal of womanhood: "A perfect and enthusiastic housekeeper....I really believe she thinks that writing makes me sick," who is totally in thrall to both brother and brother-in-law, is patronised by them, and so given a lowly place in society. Nevertheless, it was a place, and one that she wouldn't have had without them. Gilman, however, attempts to write without anyone knowing, as being unable to write means submitting to a smothering authority. The effort of being sly or else being met with heavy opposition drains her. All overt opposition slowly saps the energy of any recipient, leaving them exhausted and unable to fight. She cannot change the writing on her walls by her own efforts, so she is left in the uncomfortable situation of having only the old wallpaper to read, finding it repellent and revolting.

This story is about the changing role of womanhood and one woman's struggle to be free. It is, however, the perfect metaphor for the struggle to change the writing on our own walls, or be destined to read the old writing that has been put there by: parents, teachers, newspapers, television, cinema and religion that no longer serves any purpose but to keep us in step with the comfort zones of those that have decorated our walls with their worn out truths. We know by looking at our lives that there is something very wrong, but have we the courage to look and change?

If you want to change the decor of your worn out rooms visit: http://www.wisehealer.co.uk where you will find strategies that don't require the will-power and self-control that were so blithely prescribed to Gilman as her 'cure'.