Michael A. Michail

Spirituality * Culture * Self-Expression

For My Mother

On April 12, 2020 my mother transitioned from this life to the next.

Because of the China Virus, the authorities would not permit a proper funeral or memorial service – but the family muddled through, as did many other citizens, I’m sure.

Today, on the anniversary of her passing, I decided to post the eulogy I wrote for her, to send my thoughts out to the virtual universe and, perhaps, on to her in Heaven.

Love you, mom.

Martha Michail
May 15, 1931 – April 12, 2020
Grandmother, Mother, Sister and Friend

In Memoriam

My mother was a woman much loved by all who knew her and she gave much love to all the people she knew. She was a hard-working, honest woman. She helped everyone she could in a thousand ways. She was always a friend; always a comforter. She has left this world a little better for having lived in it. Everyone who knew her and loved her are better for having lived in the warmth of her understanding. 

She came to this country in 1947 – while still just a teenager. She left behind a country that had been through a great war and was plagued with economic suffering. She came here as an orphan with her two sisters, Georgina and Thanasia, leaving behind a world she could not be part of, hoping to find a place, here in Canada, where she could make a better life. She married my father while still a young girl and had five children – of which I am proud to be one – four grandchildren and seven great grandchildren.

She cared for her family, built a home and did her best to make a good life for all of us. She worked hard. She was a woman who wanted nothing for herself – she wanted only to give rather than to receive. She devoted her life to helping her family and her friends. 

We always knew her as a strong woman. Even as she got older, found it difficult to move around and eventually was confined to her bed, we always thought – and I know she always thought this, too – that she would be bouncing back to full vigor any minute and digging in her garden or preparing another big meal for her family and friends and getting up to dance again at the next party.

She loved dancing and when she couldn’t dance herself, she enjoyed watching her family dance.

Mother liked seeing people having a good time – and she was very open to new people coming in to join whatever party or activity we were having. Whenever one of us kids brought someone home, she was always welcoming and pulled them right into the family – she was happy to be everyone’s Mom and I can recall so many, many people over the years who were happy to be part of the love and warmth she freely gave out. 

I found it strange, sometimes, that people we might have stopped associating with years ago still kept in touch with her – I often heard people declare that she was the kind of mother they wished they had. And I guess that’s the defining statement about her– she was everyone’s Mom.

You know, in a spiritual sense life is like a vacation – sometimes it’s fun and sometimes it’s disappointing. Sometimes you get a sunburn or you lose your hotel reservation – but many times you see wonderful things and share beautiful moments. Whether its fun or disappointing it is just a vacation and eventually you go home. In the spiritual sense home is not on this Earth but somewhere else.

So now, our beloved Mom is gone – but gone where?

Back home. 

She’s gone from our sight, that’s all. But though we don’t see her anymore her Spirit is still out there full of love and joy just as we remember her. And while we say that she is gone there are others waiting for her and welcoming her home. Like my uncle Bob, whom she loved and cherished and spoke of often after he too passed away. Her parents await her, as does her sister, Thanasia, and other family members who went home before her. Also waiting to welcome her are many of the extra children that she, herself, welcomed into the family and good friends she loved dearly who have also gone on ahead of her – Robbie, Margaret, Mike, Kathy, Darla, Maria and others. And, of course, my father who I’m sure has prepared a special place for her. They are all waiting for her and welcoming her home.

Death is simply a shedding of the physical body like the caterpillar shedding its cocoon to become a butterfly. It is a transition to a higher state of consciousness where we continue to perceive, to understand, to laugh, and to be able to grow.

Mom has gone home. 

We can shed tears that she is gone – or we can smile because she lived and shared her love with us.

We can close our eyes and pray that she will return – or we can open our eyes and see all the joy and love she left us. 

Our hearts might be empty because we can no longer see her – yet we can know that we are full of the loving spirit that she shared with us, 

We can think about her only as someone who is gone – or we can cherish her memory and let it live on.
We can cry, shut ourselves down and be empty inside – or we can do what she would want:

smile, open our hearts, love …

…and go on with the dance. 

My Birthday

Today, April the 8th, is my birthday and I think I’ve finally accepted the idea of being middle aged. However, I still think I’m far from being mature.

Today I will do all my favorite things: meditate, exercise, study, sing, dance and …

Oh yeah …

… eat copious amounts of junk food and drink alcohol until I pass out.

Strange as it seems, some of us treat celebrations, especially of birth, as an excuse to over indulge in self-destructive behavior. We eat too much, drink too much, stay up too late, and, maybe, try to get into some trouble all in the name of having a good time.

It’s almost like we’re saying to Death “come and get me, you bastard, I’m not afraid of you.”

Yes, it is very strange. But then, life itself is strange. We find ourselves, year after year, perpetually spinning around our little star wondering what life on Earth is all about and what, if anything, awaits us after we leave our earthly bodies.

Well, that’s a different discussion.

Today, as I celebrate the occasion of my birth, I humbly offer you, my faithful readers, these words:

 Love and Blessings and all good wishes for Peace Profound.


Unlike Christmas which is always celebrated on the 25th of December, the date for Easter varies from year to year and across different calendar traditions.

It was decided in the early centuries of the Church that Easter would be observed not as a remembrance of a particular date, such as a birthday, but as an acknowledgement of a special experience that is of significance to each individual Christian. The Easter ritual is a collective proclamation of belief in the resurrection expected by every Christian to occur for them in their own lives.

In the standard Gregorian calendar used around the world, Easter is calculated as the first Sunday after the first full moon after the first day of the Spring equinox. If the full moon occurs on a Sunday, Easter is typically observed on the following Sunday. The early Church established this process for many reasons one of which was to distinguish Easter from all other religious events that seem to occur around the beginning of Spring, including the Jewish Passover.

Nevertheless, a lot of non-Christian elements have attached themselves to the celebration. These include Easter Eggs and Easter bunnies that clearly are related to concepts of life, fertility and rebirth but don’t have anything to do with the sacrifice made by Christ on Good Friday.

The key and central premise of Christianity put forth by the early Church is that Christ died on the cross, He was buried and then rose from the dead. His death was a sacrifice for the sake of humanity and His resurrection is the sign that all who believe in Him will likewise escape spiritual death and enter the Kingdom of God. St. Paul acknowledged that this core belief would be a problem for Jews and pagans (1 Cor. 1:23) but it nevertheless is the defining element of Christianity. 

Christ is the universal Lamb whose blood is shed for human redemption. He rose from the dead as a promise that we, too, will live again.

As St. Paul observed “If Christ didn’t rise from the dead, our preaching is worthless and so is our faith.” (1 Cor. 15:14)

Obviously, not every one will believe in the resurrection or accept its significance in the world. To many people, Easter is just a celebration of rebirth in nature connected to many other Spring rituals. However, the resurrection at Easter is the central point of faith in Christianity. To deny this is to deny Christ. You can’t be a Christian if you don’t accept the resurrection at Easter and also acknowledge that the resurrection is a declaration of the redemption of all humanity who choose to accept it.

Easter isn’t about parades, colored eggs, bunnies and chocolate treats: it’s about the blood of the Lamb shed for human salvation and the promise of eternal life with God.

Energy Vampires

It’s not easy being an empath – even one with only mild abilities. It’s difficult to be around any type of sentient being, human or otherwise, without getting caught up in whatever emotional issues the other person is facing. Empaths are highly sensitive to the emotional energy others put out and can easily be overwhelmed and drained by the experience if they don’t take precautions and replenish themselves with alone time.

Maybe one of the worst things for an empath is coming in contact with an “Energy Vampire.” Yes, vampires are real but not all of them feed on blood. Many thrive on emotional and psychic energy and have no remorse about draining their victims dry. Even for non empaths, the energy vampire can be a terrible encounter.

You probably know or have known several energy vampires in your life – you probably just haven’t labelled them as such.

An energy vampire feeds on emotion and you can recognize their presence by the effect they have: Your eyelids become heavy, you feel unusually tired, any joy you had before the encounter is stripped from you, binging on comfort food will seem like a great idea, several encounters might make you have strange, troubling dreams. The vampire will show you no mercy and will feed upon you until you are completely drained. Then, if you manage to replenish your energy, they will return to feed upon you some more. Scary!

There are different types of energy vampires which prefer to feed on different types of emotion. Some will hunt out an appropriate victim though many will actually be drawn to you because you are giving off the correct energy pattern. If you are sad, angry, scared or hurt you might attract a vampire that feeds on that specific emotion. They will appear before you sadder, angrier, more fearful or more hurt and illicit or force a response from you – perhaps compassion, perhaps revulsion, whatever type of emotional energy the vampire desires.

The best defense is to avoid or flee from such an encounter. But sometimes this is not an option. The vampire might be someone you work with everyday, maybe a family member, or maybe some other sort of relationship that prevents you from distancing yourself from the creature.

What can you do?

First, be sure it is really a vampire and not just a one-off pathetic soul in need. Vampires are predictable with clear patterns of behavior. If it’s a vampire it is likely you will have more than one encounter and you will probably become aware of the person’s vampiric history. You might be a victim once but be prepared for secondary attempts. Next identify the type of vampire: is it trying to make you sad, angry, frustrated – what is the desired emotion the creature seeks? Once you determine that, you will be able to deny it the energy it wants.

Stay calm and maintain keen awareness. It is emotion they seek – don’t give it to them. Circumstances might require you to fulfill some sort of societal requirements by spending time with the creature but that doesn’t mean you have to feed it. Avoid having your buttons pushed. Recognize what the creature is after and when you feel yourself being drained interrupt their pattern. If they want sadness, tell them you’ve never really felt that way or tell them a bad joke to break the mood. Frustrate them with your own calmness. If they don’t leave, suddenly remember something else you have to do – but tell them you want to talk to then again, later. Next time you see them, they will be forced by their own condition to start over from the beginning. This gives you time to come up with another way to break their pattern and deny them the energy they need. Very soon they will move on to a more compliant victim and leave you alone. This will become someone else’s problem, to be sure. However, society limits the level of response we can use to defend ourselves in these situations: we cant use the proverbial wooden stake on them.

Now, if you’re an empath, even normal people can drain you of energy and fill you with unpleasant emotions.  So, empaths must train themselves to limit their exposure to other people’s issues. Practicing meditation and self-awareness is the best protection from negative emotional influences.

Goodbye Handshake?

I’m not a big fan of shaking hands – or touching people in general. I have some mild empathic abilities and I find that touching people gives me access to their inner spiritual energy and complexes. Most people have some spiritual issues and, as compassionate as I might want to be, I don’t really like randomly dealing with all that confusion and pain.

However, I do recognize that the handshake is of great importance and significance to people, generally, and to those of Western culture, specifically. Even without developed empathic abilities, grabbing someone’s hand or arm, just like staring deeply into someone’s eyes, puts you in contact with more than the mere physical aspect of the person. Anyone can get a better sense of another’s personality and psychic state by touching them – even if they don’t understand why.

This, I believe, is the real reason the handshake is, perhaps, the most widely used gesture of greeting. And why losing the handshake out of fear of “the pandemic” is a major loss to culture – particularly the culture of the West.

The origins of the handshake are a mystery. Some think it originated in prehistoric times as an indication that people meeting together were peaceful in that they carried no weapons in their hand.


The handshake does not seem to be common in the East where bowing is more the norm. Will bowing become the norm in the West?

What seems to be one of the first depictions of a handclasp is found in a carving from the 9th century B.C. showing an Assyrian king and a Babylonian king sealing an alliance with the gesture. The 8th century B.C. poet, Homer, mentions the handclasp in the epic poems The Iliad and The Odyssey in connection with pledges of trust. In 5th century B.C. Greek carvings, there are depictions of deities clasping hands to indicate a bargain. And the Romans also appear to have used the gesture in this ritualistic way.

Interestingly, the practice was always used to indicate equal status. Deities shook hands with deities, kings with kings, warriors with warriors and so on. A king would never shake hands with a peasant. The handclasp was reserved for people within the same social status. Is this because the psychic energy experienced during the handshake would be too disturbing between people of different families or classes?

Whatever it’s original intention, the handshake really only became a common form of greeting within the past 500 years due largely to the Western concept of an egalitarian society. The idea that everyone was intrinsically equal meant that everyone should shake hands with everyone else. It was rude not to because to avoid such contact meant you believed yourself to be better than others – better not just different. Today, for example, it would be politically unwise for the President of the United States to refuse to shake hands with even the humblest of citizens. Whereas in England, since “class” is still a matter of birth, it is considered inappropriate for a “commoner” to shake hands with a titled individual, much less the Queen. Shaking hands actually appears to force people to agree that they are equal. And this, I think, is a good thing.

Thus, even though I don’t particularly want to touch anyone at random, I still believe that the hand shake serves a powerful purpose in creating bonds of commonality and unity amongst people of all economic and social strata. Losing the ritual handshake because of the dictates of an authoritarian sub-class of the population is a grave injustice and insult to civilization itself.

Cancel Culture Update

In my last post I asked “who will be cancelled next?” Well, it didn’t take long to get an answer. In the past week several people have been cancelled – most notably Pepe Le Pew, a character who might never work again thanks to the cancel culture militia.

More relevant to me, however, are the many films that have now been placed on a conveyor belt to the furnace. Big studios and film distributors have decided (after consultation with Leftist social justice warriors) that some movies are not fit to be seen by decent people. These pictures will now carry a warning label or a taped introduction condemning the works for what George Orwell would call the crime of “wrong think.” The films don’t live up to the current standard of Leftist morality.

You might be wondering, if the movies are so bad, why are they being shown at all – why aren’t they just destroyed or placed in a vault forever like the Oscar winning film “Song of the South” from 1946?

Well, there’s an old joke – a bad joke – that might explain it. It goes like this:       

A travelling salesman goes to a farm and notices a pig with a wooden leg limping around. He says to the farmer, “what’s up with the pig?”

The farmer says, “See that pig – that pig is amazing. Last month there was a fire and the pig woke us all up and rescued us from the flames. We’d all be dead if it wasn’t for that pig. He’s a hero.”

The salesman says. “Wow. But what’s up with the wooden leg?”

And the farmer says, “well, a pig like that – you don’t EAT all at once.”


But it illustrates why the movies are not being destroyed or buried right away.

You see, these are Classic films, prize winning films, films that have been enjoyed by audiences for generations and are consistent money makers. Even soulless studio executives pretending to be “woke” don’t want to go broke. They’ll milk these cash cows for a few more years and hope there will be a change in the political climate before they have to enact a final solution. Slapping a warning label on them, advising that no one should actually approve of these productions, is a wishy-washy way of virtue signalling.

Anyway, here’s a list of a few of them you might want to check out or check up on before they are gone forever.

From Disney Studios:

Dumbo – 1941

Peter Pan – 1953

Lady and the Tramp – 1955

Swiss Family Robinson – 1960

The Jungle Book – 1967

The Aristocats – 1970

Aladdin – 1992

From Turner Classic Movies:

The Jazz Singer – 1927

Tarzan, the Ape Man – 1932

Swing Time – 1936

Gone with the Wind – 1939

The Four Feathers – 1939

Gunga Din – 1939

Stagecoach – 1939

Woman of the Year – 1942

Dragon Seed – 1944

Sinbad, the Sailor – 1947

Rope – 1948

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers – 1954

The Searchers – 1956

Psycho – 1960

The Children’s Hour – 1961

Breakfast at Tiffany’s – 1961

My Fair Lady – 1964

Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner – 1967

I’m sure many more classic movies, TV shows, books, art works and people will be joining the ranks of “the damned” very soon.

Who Will be Cancelled Next?

Leftists will try to tell you that “Cancel Culture” isn’t a real thing – and that, even if it is real, it is NOT the same as censorship because it isn’t being done by the government so there’s nothing to worry about.

True to a point. In the time of Joseph Stalin (a hero of Leftists and authoritarians everywhere), governments really did practice an extreme form of Cancel Culture – they could effectively make some people DISAPPEAR – not just kill them but ERASE them from history.

Stalin – King of Cancel Culture

Today, democratically elected leaders (whatever that means) don’t have to get their own hands dirty with the messy stuff that might upset their constituents (donors) – they have a whole army of so-called “free market” allies that are delighted to help get rid of anyone that doesn’t reflect the New World Order Party line. Entities, such as Amazon, Apple, Google, Facebook, Twitter, GoFundMe, EBay, PayPal, network television, cable television, the fake news media, Hollywood celebrities, the late-night talk show hosts, etc. – all are happy, without even being asked, to take a turn at deleting inconvenient people from the public eye. And, although it is currently people claiming to be “Liberals” who do most of the cancelling, “Conservatives” also have done their fair share of erasing history.

Whoever you are, if you are fighting to ban books and shut people up for political reasons you are on the wrong side of history.

Some people have been on a “cancel culture” hit list for years – Shakespeare, Columbus, Wagner – to name a few:  but they’ve proved themselves to be resilient. More recently, Leftists have set their sights on cancelling various past leaders such as George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Abraham Lincoln(?!) and Theodore Roosevelt as well as Winston Churchill, Sir John A. MacDonald and, of course, Donald J. Trump. Statues and portraits of these people, as well as buildings, streets and parks named after them, are all being threatened with removal. Why? Because they don’t reflect the will of the Party in charge, they don’t conform to the current standards of “Wokeness.”

For readers of my posts, I must explain that “wokeness” has absolutely nothing to do with what I advocate when I suggest that people “Wake Up.” Claiming to be “woke” is just wrapping yourself up in a brightly colored veil of illusion and delusion. To actually be “Awake,” on the other hand, is to be free of the nonsense associated with Leftist cult ideology and other extremist views. Leftists claim they operate from a spiritual base but ignore the fact that demons and Lucifer himself are spiritual beings.

Who’s currently on the chopping block?

Well, Elvis Presley’s house was recently attacked by BLM activists. John Wayne is constantly under threat. Books like Huckleberry Finn, To Kill a Mockingbird, Gone with the Wind and the” Little House” stories, among many others, are barred from classrooms unless heavily redacted. Popeye and Bugs Bunny cartoons are savagely edited before they are aired – if they are shown at all. And when was the last time you saw the Little Rascals or the Dukes of Hazzard on television at all? Shows like The Brady Bunch, Gilligan’s Island, the Beverly Hillbillies, the Muppet Show and other classic programs are only shown accompanied by warning labels – soon they will be gone as well. Product lines that have been around and enjoyed for decades such as Aunt Jamima, Uncle Ben’s, and Land O’Lakes have all gone through a re-branding process to be “less offensive.” Mr. Potato Head is under attack and Dr. Seuss is being vilified.

Many people currently in the public eye are terrified that they will also be cancelled – careers ruined, lives destroyed – if they don’t toe the Party line. One random Tweet from 10 years ago is enough to have an actor banned from Hollywood if he or she was already suspected of “wrong think.”

Laventiy Beria, the head of Joseph Stalin’s secret police, is reported to have said, “You bring me the man and I’ll find you the crime.” This is the standard operating procedure for the cancel culture militia – choose a public or private figure you can’t control and then find something about that person that can be labelled as offensive – then you can cancel them with public support. No one is truly safe, though some people can be protected as long as they are considered useful to the Party.

So, who will be next? Maybe me; maybe you.

Cancel Culture will not stop on its own until, as George Orwell wrote, “Every record has been destroyed or falsified, every book rewritten, every picture has been repainted, every date has been altered … History has stopped. Nothing exists except an endless present in which the Party is always right.”


One of my favorite poems also happens to have been written by one of my favorite authors. I’ve always found a strange connection with Edgar Allen Poe, even though our lives have little in common. Perhaps it’s that weird sense of spiritual connection that mystics often have with each other. Poe’s stories and poems, both in terms of the rhythm of the language as well as the subject matter and content seem to vibrate with my own consciousness.

Edgar Poe was born in Boston on January 19, 1809 and died October 7, 1849 at age 40. He was an American writer, poet, editor, and literary critic. Poe is best known for his poetry and short stories, particularly his tales of mystery and the macabre. He is widely regarded as a central figure of American literature in general and was one of the first American writers to earn a living through writing alone, resulting in a financially difficult life and career. He was one of the country’s earliest practitioners of the short story, considered the inventor of detective fiction, a key contributor to early science fiction, and an influence on the fields of cosmology and cryptography.  

His father, an actor, abandoned the family in 1810, and his mother, also an actor, died the following year. Thus orphaned, Poe was taken in by an unrelated couple, John and Frances Allan, who never officially adopted him but raised him and gave him the middle name “Allan.”  There was financial conflict in the family due to Poe’s gambling and alcohol addictions and young Edgar never finished school. He tried different careers including the military before publishing a collection of poems in 1827 with some success – after which he separated from John Allan.

For a time, Poe focused on prose writing and worked with several literary journals. He got married in 1836 to his 13-year-old cousin. Life was a struggle. In 1845 he published perhaps his best-known poem “the Raven” and things should have gone well after that – however, in 1847, his young wife died of tuberculosis. Career problems, gambling debts, alcoholism, melancholy and spiritual angst led to a strange incident that could have been drawn from one of his own stories. On October 3, 1849 Poe was found wondering the streets, delirious and in great distress. He was never able to explain what happened to him – especially why he was found wearing a stranger’s clothing. He was taken to a hospital and died October 7, 1849, at age 40. The cause of his death is still unknown. Was it due to syphilis, cholera, epilepsy, heart disease, alcoholism, substance abuse, suicide – even rabies? No one knows. All medical records associated with his death have been lost: including his death certificate.  

This poem was written in 1829 but remained unpublished until 1875.


From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring—
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow—I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone—
And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone—
Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
Of a most stormy life—was drawn
From ev’ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still—
From the torrent, or the fountain—
From the red cliff of the mountain—
From the sun that ’round me roll’d
In its autumn tint of gold—
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass’d me flying by—
From the thunder, and the storm—
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view—


I don’t watch current TV shows. I don’t have cable or Netflix or any of that stuff. But I do like older television programs.

I recently re-watched a not so old show called “Continuum” from 2012. The premise is fairly simple: a police officer from the future, known as a “Protector,” accidently gets sent back in time, 65 years, to 2012. All she wants to do is return home to her family. However, future-age terrorists have also come back in time and plan on changing history. If this happens, the world the Protector knew will never exist. She sets out to stop the terrorists.

Why to the terrorists want to change history? Because in the not-too-distant future, corporations take over the Earth and replace all governments. Profit is more important than people. The population is under constant surveillance. The means of production along with every other aspect of life is strictly controlled. The “Corporate Congress” determines what is produced, how it is distributed and who can receive it.

There is no hard currency – everyone has a “life debt” encoded on a “citizen chip” implanted in their bodies. If you are loyal to the State and obey all the rules without question, life is fine. However, those who disobey are dealt with harshly. The worst punishments are meted out to those who are not fiscally responsible. People who are chronically late with payments are stripped of citizenship and turned into mindless slaves, attached to assembly lines and treated like biological machines.

Yes: the future is a Communist State much like modern China. A select few – the members of the Inner Party – have a luxurious lifestyle and are the face of the nation while, literally, hundreds of millions of inhabitants of the land live in abject poverty. The State population is under constant surveillance (made more complete via the technology provided by corporations such as Google, Apple and Microsoft); “Social Credit scores” based on loyalty and obedience determine privileges received; re-education complexes, slave labor camps and organ harvesting facilities abound; State lies and deception are the norm and anyone who disagrees with the Establishment position on anything is persecuted and erased.

When the Protector becomes aware of the true nature of the “ideal society” she came from, she begins to re-think her objectives.

One of the evil corporations featured in the series is a thinly disguised version of Monsanto. In real life, Monsanto was the premier agrochemical and agricultural biotechnology corporation in 2012, but reportedly ceased operation around 2018 after its genetic manipulation and population control processes came to light. Actually, it was taken over by, perhaps, the more evil corporation of Bayer AG – a company with NAZI connections. Bayer and its affiliates control so much of the world’s biotechnology and pharmaceutical operations that it enjoys unlimited State protections and is free to conduct any number of diabolic experiments on humanity.

The creators of “Continuum” were prescient regarding corporate evil.  You have to wonder how this show got on network television in the first place considering the corporate-socialist control of the media. Sadly, the demonically inclined corporations are so secure in their power that they seem to take a perverse pleasure in exposing themselves to the public, knowing there are no consequences. And this statement isn’t even thought of as a conspiracy theory anymore – everyone can see that it is true and the people with the power to do something about it have chosen to side with the bad guys.

So, can we avoid the corporate takeover? I think it is already too late. With a senile, compromised, Communist puppet in the White House and feckless, ineffectual, quisling “leaders” around the world, we really have no line of defence. All we can do, short of the activism portrayed in the series, is personally RESIST it for as long as possible and protect ourselves, spiritually and materially, from succumbing to the evil influence.

Wake up and see what is happening. Wake up anyway you can and look for ways to defend yourself and your loved ones from the dictatorial policies that will soon be put into place. The worldwide pandemic lockdowns are just a taste of what is to come. Wake yourself up and try to wake up everyone else. Maybe, together, we can return some form of personal freedom and integrity to the world.

Will Oil Run Out?

The German chemist Caspar Neumann coined the term “fossil fuel” in 1759, and opened the door for the false belief that petroleum was formed from the remains of dinosaurs. Today, the consensus is that petroleum and natural gas are actually formed from biomass – mostly plankton, decaying marine organisms and single celled bacteria. Petroleum was around for billions of years before the age of dinosaurs and, probably, continues to be formed today.

When oil began to be heavily used, particularly to power automobiles, predictions began to appear that oil supplies would soon be depleted. Every few years some government agency, chemist, geologist, Nobel laureate or other intellectual would conclude that the age of “fossil fuels” was at an end – that within a few decades, there would be no more petroleum. All the predictions have proven to be false as new oil deposits and more efficient techniques for the discovery and uses for oil are continually developed.

Petroleum is abundant on multiple continents. The issue today is that the deposits are difficult to access. But technology continues to make advances in location and extraction processes ensuring a constant supply. The reason so many predictions of depletion have failed to come to pass is that they are mostly based on calculations of known deposits. Its like people looking at a giant apple tree and assuming that once all the apples that have already fallen to ground are collected, there will be no more fruit. They fail to take into account that the tree itself is filled to the top with apples.  

Scientists are mostly atheists and, thus, don’t acknowledge a profound spiritual truth – we live in an abundant Universe, on a planet of abundance.

Once people started looking at the sky with telescopes it did not take them long to start calculating just how many stars there were in the universe. They eventually concluded that there were about 100 billion stars. A big number, but still limited. Then in 1924 with a more advanced telescope, Edwin Hubble came to the astounding conclusion that many of the so-called stars out there were actually entire OTHER galaxies. It soon became apparent that the Universe was far larger than anyone had ever believed possible. Current estimates are of 400 billion stars in our Milky Way galaxy alone, with, perhaps, hundreds of billions of other galaxies filled with billions of stars of their own. There are possibly trillions of stars in the Universe.

The Universe is abundant.

Until recently, people thought the Earth was unique in the Universe. Today, however, we believe that almost all the stars in the Universe have planetary systems of their own. And based on the vast number of stars, there could be billions and billions of Earth-like planets.

The Universe is abundant.

We also used to believe that water and a breathable atmosphere were unique to the Earth. It now appears that some form of air and water and other natural resources exist not just throughout our solar system but throughout the whole Universe. And with so many Earth-like planets out there, the possibility of life – even intelligent life – might also exist on millions of worlds.

The Universe is abundant.

We live on a planet of abundance. Our Earth will continue to supply all the needs of life as long as we manage our resources. While we require them, oil and petroleum products will continue to be found and found in profusion. Oil will not run out. Perhaps, there will come a time when we simply no longer need oil or want to use it – that, however, is a different issue.

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