Our local newspaper decided not to make the list of Christmas light displays free to the public this year and have made it so that you’ll have to either have a premium subscription online or purchase the hard paper in the store this year after asking the community to submit their addresses or other addresses to the newspaper which pretty much means the public did most of the leg work.
With so many working families either furloughed or unemployed due to Covid and with all of the restrictions and closures I thought that was a decision made in very poor taste on the newspaper’s part. Apparently I’m not alone!
Somebody has compiled a list of Christmas light displays in our community and has put together a Google map of it out of the kindness of their hearts and for people to use for free this year.
I have posted the link here for anyone who would like to go look at Christmas lights without having to pay the local newspaper $10 for the list that the community put together.
Thank you to the anonymous community member who put this list together!
You are an angel and a blessing to families who are struggling this year!
You better watch out You better not cry Better not pout I’m telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He’s making a list And checking it twice; Gonna find out Who’s naughty and nice Santa Claus is coming to town He sees you when you’re sleeping He knows when you’re awake He knows if you’ve been bad or good So be good for goodness sake! O! You better watch out! You better not cry Better not pout I’m telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town
Every word of this is true.
Santa … Satan … from Saturn (I believe) … is here now.
All beings are being brought to life … the light is shining into each and every one, revealing all the hidden things in mind, in heart.
Yes, he’s making a list … everything you think and do is being recorded, and we’ll all receive our lot. Now, as far as choosing your lot … you can choose to be subservient, you can calm the heck down and just go with the flow … or you can rage.
What does a river do? It flows … even in winter, as it rages and tears trees from the banks. In one season easy and nice, in the next violent and cold.
Neither here nor there.
The past is also present in this list. Every memory you have is being looked at thoroughly as it is called into your consciousness for review. You know it … you’ve been looking at many memories lately, feeling them fully, before releasing them for the observation of the next … and the next.
In this world there are two factions, seeking favorable scenarios for dominance … all while the oblivious human rides the flow of those creating waves. You thought they were your waves … haha … every experience was and is carefully planned. You’ll be told it was you who planned it, you’ll be expected to shoulder responsibility for everything that happened to you … all the while the invisible ones whisper in one ear, and then the other.
The human mind is malleable … for the most part. Easily hypnotized and steered this direction or that. The emotions and desires are used to manipulate the heart of mankind. There is technology which can, and does, implant thought forms into the mind. It is so sophisticated it will utilize your own voice in your head, and you’ll believe it to be your own thought. Confusion can set in when these thoughts do not resonate with our heart … its called heartache. And it comes in many forms.
Through television, radio, commercials (ugh), billboards, the newspapers … all of these hook the mind and pull it here and there. People are told who is pretty, and what features must be present in order to be called pretty, what you ought to purchase with your hard earned money, what styles you should wear, even the diet you should follow …. steering the mind … relentlessly.
Competition … to be what the other is, to out do them in some way, to be better than … when all one need do is work toward being better than Self was the day prior. If there is competition, it ought to be with self … reformatting habitual patterns, relying on the innermost portion of self to let us know when we get it right, and can move on up, ever upward.
Regardless … there really is only one way to possess control … that is of controlling the self. Yes, situations arise which we abhor and would like to walk out on, yet we must work it out, or blow it up … one or the other. It’s an internal thing.
There are many powerful forces outside of self pulling strings, causing catastrophe, pushing reset … and all we can really do is flow with it, and try to stay calm, hopefully, with love in the heart and mind, despite the intentional chaos brought our way.
What does one do on the last full moon of the year? I decided to go to The Grotto.
I was a little confused as to why they had the children dressed in black for singing their Christmas music. Strange “color” for the festivities.
I sat in the church and wondered about the murals. I had to call a friend and ask who the lady was that Jesus and God we’re crowning. He was shocked I did not know, especially concerning my “age”. He said it was the Blessed Virgin Mother Mary, being crowned by Joseph an Jesus. Still doesn’t make much sense to me, but it is beautiful just the same.
There were many murals and statues. These are only a few.
I walked along enjoying the scenery. There were so many lights. I imagine the bill for this display over the month will be outrageous!
I’ve been so oblivious to religion and the whole history of it I wonder if this is why my life has felt like a living hell for much of my experience (and I’m aware that it can alwys be worse, so am grateful for the joys and friendships I’ve been blessed with).
What I do know is the basics, and that the higher ups are pedophiles … and I am confused by them, for how can they be godly and do such things?
I dreamed last night of the drug pushers of my youth. I dreamed they said my car was dangerous to drive, so they took it away. I was ‘stuck’ there. But when I couldn’t get what I wanted, I grabbed my rolling tool chest and hitched a ride back home. My tool chest wouldn’t fit in the car, so I pushed it over onto its side, flipped all of them drug pushers the bird, and hopped in the rear seat of the car for my ride, elsewhere.
It feels as though I’m having a non-religious/religious crisis, and it’s no wonder twilight zone is so near.