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Jan. 23rd, 2017

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I've started re-reading Dolores Cannon's Convoluted Universe. There are five books in the series. I wolfed them down on a first reading last year and now I'm going to pay more attention and try to get the over-all picture fixed in my mind. Cannon- who died in 2014-  was a hypnotherapist who got into reincarnation and life between lives. And then things became really weird- with clients remembering lives as aliens and angels and all sorts. Gradually an history of the world- and universe- emerged- somewhat different from the orthodox scientific account or the orthodox religious one. If the material they contain is true these have to be among the most important books ever written.
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Another morning of heavy frost. Nice to look at, unkind to poor old arthritic bones. The churned up mud around the water butts is now frozen- and as hard as rock- and the danger is not that you're going to lose a boot but that you'll slip off a ridge and twist your ankle.
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The ship the misfiring Trident missile was launched from is called HMS Vengeance. What a foul name!

Theresa May says she totally believes in the Trident system. How can she? Does she think we're stupid?

It is scandalous that parliament was asked to agree to a renewal of the system without being told about the time one of the missiles went wobbling off in the direction of a friendly power.

I'm hearing that in adopting the Trident system we signed an agreement with the manufacturers and the US government to keep everything to do with it extremely hush-hush- including, of course, how bloody useless it is. Who would sign such a servile and antidemocratic agreement? Our servile and antidemocratic leaders, of course.

Note, by the way, that we don't make the disgusting things ourselves. And they call it an "independent deterrent".
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Earlier this evening I rooted in the drawer for a card to send a friend and picked out one with a picture of a wren on the front which tweets birdsong at you when you open it.

About an hour later I looked up from my computer and saw something fly across the kitchen. I went to investigate and found a little bird sitting high up on a bookcase. I opened the patio doors and gently persuaded it to leave. And, yes, it was a wren.

Like calls to like, events tend to clump together, it doesn't particularly mean anything...

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