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5G and Acoustic Weaponry

Published December 27, 2018 by tindertender

Low Frequency Sound … it is said the 19-20 kHz can only be heard by those who are 20 and younger, that the hearing of older people does not allow this sound to take affect. They know this because they’ve been testing it on people for a very long time. This technology is in use today, all over the world.

Many people say that the new 5G installments will utilize these same “ware fare type” sound waves. This essentially makes every single person who is anywhere near a tower to be susceptible to these blasts.

”Israeli research studies presented at an international conference reveal that the same electromagnetic frequencies used for crowd control weapons form the foundation of the latest network – branded as 5G …

… today’s cellular and WiFi networks rely on microwaves – a type of electromagnetic radiation utilizing frequencies up to 6 gigahertz (GHz) in order to wirelessly transmit voice or data. However, 5G applications will require unlocking of new spectrum bands in higher frequency ranges abover 6 GHz to 100 GHz and beyond, utilizing submillimeter and millimeter waves to allow ultra-high rates of data to be transmitted in the same amount of time as compared with previous deployments of microwave radiation.”

https://www.sott.net/article/345599-5G-networks-will-use-the-same-frequencies-as-pain-inflicting-crowd-control-weapons

http://scientists4wiredtech.com/2018/09/microwave-weapons-are-once-again-prime-suspect-in-ills-of-us-embassy-workers/

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonic_weapon

https://www.globalsecurity.org/military/systems/munitions/accoustic.htm

https://www.collective-evolution.com/2018/09/26/emf-frequencies-used-for-crowd-control-weapons-form-the-foundation-of-5g-wireless-network/

Memorable Sound

Published October 18, 2018 by tindertender

I had the blessing of attending one of Matthews sound baths last night. There is something about a mans voice when he sings, and the sound of Matthews voice is quite wonderful. I love that he tones, and does not use words to muddle the ‘message’.

While there I met 2 friends from the town I once lived in, they drove an hour or so to be there. I also met 2 friends who live nearby, they were there facilitating entry. It was very nice to see 4 of my friends at this small gathering. Just goes to show the ‘world’ in which I belong and participate in, and the circle of friends who do as well.

Beyond Appearances

Published July 8, 2018 by tindertender

(You’ll notice the wrinkled shirt. I’ve given you something to judge, are you able to get beyond the need to do so.)

It is not in the appearance of a person which determines their value … but what comes out of them.

Push aside the need for judgement and let be what is meant to be.

Freedom does not come from war … no matter how many generations this message will be pawned off on as truth.

Freedom ~ Peace ~ Joy ~ comes from the power each individual holds within them, through the word, through intention, through conscious and aware utilization of the depths of honor which resides in the deepest aspects of person-hood.

If sects attempt to convince you war is the only way to get to peace, you must come to your own conclusions about your belief in this, no one can do it for you. However I am certain that deep within you, you know already of its falsity.

The power of your word, of your vibration, is the creator tool which made this world possible … ALL humans have this within them.

Claim it, own it, utilize it to change the pain.
Be the alchemist you came here to be.

Cacaphony

Published May 23, 2018 by tindertender

Cacaphony

Often described as a harsh, discordant mixture of sounds, it is also the mash of chaos that intertwines in daily life, it lives in dreams as well.

Daily, there may be some let down. People don’t always live up to be the support that we need. While we work to become strong in our own right it is difficult to remember the affect our actions may have on others (or in-action). This little box we’ve become accustomed to living in is quite small. Unless we begin, and continue, to look outside of our personal situations change will not become solidified … in our daily life or in the world as a whole.

True, there are many times in this experience where we are let down, but this is only because we’ve set our expectations so high and are typically unwilling to accept less. Seeing others as we see ourselves … or seeing ourselves as we see others … is a real eye opener.

When I ask out loud why some people are such jerks and untrustworthy, I then flip it and ask of myself … am I a jerk? Am I trustworthy? I honestly look long, hard and deep into my own countenance, and often that alone will cause me to just zip it and begin the inner work once more.

Learn to dance amidst chaos. Work your alchemy and transform your thoughts, your actions. It will be reflected in the outer world, situations will melt and form anew.

Blessings Of A Quiet Haven

Published May 17, 2018 by tindertender

As I listen to the sounds of running water I am transported to my bedroom, 37 years ago. The window is open and the river runs just outside. The crickets are singing, and the frogs are croaking. I see the light of the moon shine through the curtain.

The shock of quiet is great when city life is left behind. No people sounds, no neon lights, stars come out at night and the wonder of it is amazing. The city takes nature from the human and gives constant disruption.

Tar bubbles in the pavement on a hot day, poked and deflated with a little stick. Pitch bubbles in the bark of the trees, popped and watched as it flows out and down. Sticky spots on hands where dirt clings to the pitch spots, the aroma strong and pure. Sun glistening on the rivers waves, watched as the water flows through bend after bend, seen from the top of the highest tree.

Red ant hills alive with scurrying ants, working to tend their home. Black ants flying about before they land and drop their wings. Old coca cola bottle buried in the hard soil from long ago. Trail along rivers edge, grasses grown high on either side. Deer flies, Horse flies, mosquitoes.

Field of green grass, trees at the edge where deer and elk bed down for the night. Mushrooms and wild strawberries, three petaled flowers, fallen trees feeding them all. Birds flying through the branches, resting there too. Squirrels, coyotes, bear, and cougar. Fish spawning and resting in the banks of hidden rivers edges.

The wind blows though the hair, brushing the skin, filling the lungs. Deep breaths, a song is sung for the pleasure of my ears, and those I do not see. A prayer given to the forest, questions asked which are answered, in thought, in sensing.

Blessings, these memories are, for when I remember I am transported once again to this place, this quiet haven where so few travel.

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