Boys Don’t Cry

The Boy Who Fell To Earth.

 

 

The shock to the system. As is my wont I see my recent fall in the Madeira Sandpit – click ‘Outside Looking In’ – in a positive light. Maybe a new phase. The Healing from the Fall of Man. And Woman.

From my observations over the years, we seem to be on the same journey but experience it in our own unique way. Or maybe I just broke my Humerus but think there is more to it. This stuff seems to work on different levels which are difficult to understand at times.

 

 

 

 

 

And Time again. Being the NHS I was supplied with a sling put together with sticky back plastic. Works though.

Time Loops. Or a noose.

 

 

 

And the Breaks It Timeline. And Withdrawal. I wish I was mad in a sense but seems not. How it could possibly work I have no idea.

 

 

I take the view with Life – relationships or work, even addictions for example – if you have done what you can over a period of time and it’s not working, it’s probably best to walk away but sometimes you can’t and you have to Surrender.

It’s counter intuitive to accept pain. Why would you accept something that hurts. You want to fight and in duality, it maybe the only option at times. But at present, the energies are so intense I’m following a policy of acceptance as best I can.

My view is all pain both emotional and physical are connected with the separation from God and the Fall from Grace and that’s what we feel when we experience pain.

 

 

And the Inner Son. In the M83 ‘Wait’ video above it shows a young boy falling to Earth and googling songs about pain, The Cure and ‘Boys Don’t Cry’ jumped out. In the video, you can see the members of the band as young boys.

Over the years, there has been a constant link with radiation and atomic war in the syncosphere. Wormwood, On The Beach, A Hard Rain’s Goin’ To Fall and Ukraine and Chernobyl, etc.

Following the dictum the answers lie within, I’ve been mulling over the connection with this pic of myself as a young boy, Danny in The Shining and Little Boy which was the name of the first atomic bomb to be dropped on Hiroshima.

The Little Boy Who Fell To Earth.

Every Mother’s Sun. Who knows where the time goes.

 

 

And Danny in The Shining.

 

 

Little Boy who fell to Earth.

 

 

And The Cure : ‘Boys Don’t Cry’.

 

 

It Hurts.

 

Outside Looking In

What is the sound of one hand clapping ?

Out of a clear blue sky. Yesterday I managed to break my proximal Humerus at the top of my arm after slipping over after walking on wet leaves and I hit concrete. Concrete won. Humerous. The Universe likes its sick joke. And in my preview of 2020 I wrote we would be hitting the ground running in January.

With hindsight, The Joker has been a constant in my life extending back to childhood and I can see both him and her in the experiences of others as well. Sometimes funny, sometimes surreal and at other times not so humerus.

 

 

 

My right arm is in a sling and my hand is on my heart. I’m seeing it as a challenge to use my left hand. Don’t have much of a choice. It hurts.

Left brain and right brain. When two worlds collide. I’m writing this mainly left handed.

 

 

Over the past few years I have come to the conclusion that many of the buildings and landmarks in our localities are reflections of the internal Self. Maybe everything is. Outside looking in.

Here are some examples in Reigate. And I saw the same phenomena in Texas and elsewhere. When we come across the object or enter the building, we are connecting with the part of the subconscious it relates to.

The Pyramid.

 

 

Tunnels.

 

 

 

The Windmill Church.

 

 

 

There was a reason for the fall. About a week ago, on a regular walk, I noticed that behind some trees which the wind had blown away were a set of derelict buildings.

 

 

 

 

My spidey senses started tingling and I did a bit of investigating and discovered they were called the ‘Madeira Sandpit’.

‘The site was originally a sand quarry. I think it was called “Maderia Sandpit”.
Once the quarry was worked out the site was then reused a rubbish tip.’

Madeira Sandpit is adjacent to Madeira Walk.

 

 

Two days ago I mentioned Madeira Sandpit to Jen and said the Sands of Time came to mind.

Jen’s reply. Humerus.

‘Be careful where you step. Don’t want you slipping off into the Madeira Sands of Time!!!’

 

 

And down I went like a sack of potatoes. It hurt. My boots slipped on the greasy surface.

 

 

And the Sands of Time.

Madeira Sandpit is behind the house where I came across the ‘My Other Car Is A Tardis’ car.

 

 

Recently this song by Fairport Covention has been speaking to me – ‘Who Knows Where The Time Goes’.

The singer of the song is Sandy Denny.

 

 

On the Beach. Sandy and Danny in Grease.

 

 

And in The Simpsons movie, the Simpsons manage to escape the compound through the sinkhole in the sandpit.

 

 

And further down the Madeira River, the capital of the island of Madeira is Funchal. It’s humerus.

There is more than one humerus bone in the body. The other is in the elbow and aka the Funny Bone.

 

 

And the Madeira Sandpit.

 

 

The Humerus should take about six weeks to heal and to start 2020, it looks like I’m in for a period of Rear Window. Maybe it’s just a movie.

 

 

Love is the Answer but Co-Codamol comes a close second for now.

All Things Must Pass.

 

Cats And Dogs

What’s Black and White and Read all over.

A NEWS paper.

 

 

Catatonia.

‘It’s all over the front page’.

 

 

That Lovin’ Feline.

 

 

And Looper.

 

 

Which leads into ‘The Hounds of Love’.

‘It’s in the Trees. It’s coming’.

 

 

 

 

And the Fainting of Betelgeuse. Click Apod.Nasa.gov.

 

 

Further down the Crazy River. Meet the Hounds of Love. Below are Jenny’s daughter pet dogs – Tigulus and Ace. Tigulus is the larger of the two dogs. And I believe the likeness between them and Scooby Doo and Scrappy Doo from Scooby Doo is no coincidence. And begs the question how could a 50 year old cartoon series ‘predict’ Tigulus and Ace ?

Dog Stars on the Silver Screen. Siriusly.

 

 

 

In Fringe, one version of Olivia Dunham crosses over into the Walternate Universe and in this Universe, Cats the Musical is now Dogs the Musical.

 

 

When Two Worlds Collide.

Or Something ๐Ÿ™„.

 

Ham And Eggs It

When it’s gone it’s gone.

 

 

The Brexit Timeline and the You Withdrawal Agreement.

 

 

 

And She’s Gone – Megxit. Also with Harry and Meghan, it becomes the Ham and Eggs It. H&M Exit :-).

 

 

Which this leads into a more personal area but life is fxxking personal. Pope Francis likes black chicks.

By Your Side.

 

 

And Oshun.

 

 

Yin and Yang, Black and White, Something Something Dark Side, Up and Down, Left and Right, NEWS etc. Or maybe Pope Francis just likes black chicks.

A few days ago, Pope Francis gave a black Sister a peck on the cheek.

Don’t bite.

 

 

And in 2019 he kissed the feet of Rebecca.

 

 

And from Mineral Wells.

 

 

And from a few days ago.

 

 

And another example of ‘Stranger Things’ . Tomorrow is the Saturn Pluto in Capricorn conjunction. Yesterday, I was involved with organising an engagement ring for Jenny. I have a friend who runs her own jewellery business and she sent me pics of Seven Rings. Which are currently being mulled over.

 

 

When I got home, I thought I would see how many rings does Saturn have. Saturn has seven rings.

‘Saturn has four main groups of rings and three fainter, narrower ring groups. These groups are separated by gaps called divisions. Close up views of Saturn’s rings by the Voyager spacecrafts, which flew by them in 1980 and 1981, showed that these seven ring groups are made up of thousands of smaller rings.’

Seven Rings for Seven Sisters or something. IDK.

 

 

 

 

And Mitch McConnell says ‘About Time’.

 

 

Surrounded by water – Grimes.

 

 

 

Amy Pond and Reddy to Pop.

 

 

 

 

But what is an Oshun but a multitude of drops ?

 

 

Ready or not.

 

Who Knows Where The Time Goes ?

Who knows where the Time goes ?

 

 

 

On the 12th January there is the Saturn Pluto in Capricorn conjunction. It is over 500 years since the last one.

 

 

The Lord of the Rings.

 

 

 

 

And yesterday the Tardis showed up for me.

Who knows where the Time goes ?

 

 

The Universe speaks in very peculiar ways at times.

It’s the Crime of the Century.

Tweet Tweet.

 

 

Dreamer from Crime of the Century by Super Trump. This is a weird place.

Time Thief.

 

 

And at the Golden Globes on Sunday, Ricky Gervais laid into Woke.

 

 

Mr Sandman.

 

 

Tweet Tweet. All Is Well.

 

 

 

And the Dream Lord from Dr. Who.

‘Tweet Tweet. Time to sleep… Or are you waking up ?’

 

 

 

 

What is real ?

 

 

Adam Slept.

 

Something In The Air

In ‘It Takes 22 To Tango’ I wrote :

‘One of the things Iโ€™ve noticed over the years is that January has tended to be relatively quiet. I donโ€™t think it will be in 2020 and I think we are going to hit the ground running.’

Welcome to 2020.

The assassination of Soleimani.

There’s Something In The Air aka Send in the Drone.

 

 

The only thing left was a ring.

 

 

The only thing left was a grin.

 

 

‘You’re nothing but a pack of cards’.

 

 

And a message from the Soul Man.

Don’t You Worry ‘Bout A Thing.

 

 

 

Real Estate.

 

 

You are always safe.

 

A Stitch In Time

Welcome to 2020 and 1/1/2020 and to start the new decade, a sync fest. Interpret as you will.

Many of these links may seem to form a random and bizarre web with no rhyme or reason but there does seem to be a point I believe. These in particular for me point to mirror verses, multiple realities, parallel timelines, missing memory and other weird and wonderful concepts. And looking back at my own life many of these ‘theories’ would appear to have physical consequences and has effected whatever is reality, and then your head explodes when faced with the evidence. Or maybe that’s the big point and your mind gets to a point where it just can’t hold onto the old way of seeing reality.

Firstly, a Tale of Two Cities – Paris and London. For Christmas, Jenny was given a portrait of Princess Di. ‘The Queen of Hearts’.

 

 

And yesterday The Di-ary and the Paris Agenda 2020 appeared for me.

 

 

And in Reigate High St, I noticed the name of a sewing shop in the last few days, I walk past regularly

Diana’s Sewing Shop. A Stitch in Time.

 

 

Paris timeline.

 

 

And London. All these pics showed up in the last three or four days.

 

 

‘A Stitch In Time’ was hinted at a couple of days ago with the appointment of Danielle Outlaw as Philadelphia’s first black police commissioner.

To my eyes she is a doppelganger of actress Cleopatra Coleman.

 

 

Cleopatra Coleman was the star of a Time Travel movie titled ‘In The Shadow of the Moon’ set in Philadelphia where she altered Time to avert a race war in the US.

 

 

A question was asked how would you know if you changed Time and the answer was you wouldn’t except for a few glitches.

And a few messages in the Program.

Robert E Lee has disappeared from UT which I am now reading as Universal Time.

 

 

The real reason for Looper was to travel back in time and avoid a terrible calamity.

 

 

On the Beach and the Color Red and Colorado and Atonement.

A day or so ago a large rescue mission was undertaken On The Beach in Mallacoota Victoria, Australia as a fire surrounded the beach.

The sky turned the color red.

 

 

 

Atonement and the rescue mission On The Beach in Dunkirk, France at the beginning of WW2.

 

 

On The Beach at the Seven Sisters near Eastbourne, England in the movie.

 

 

On The Beach and ‘Nuked’.

 

 

And yesterday, this showed up. ‘Get Naked’. And I notice there is only one letter difference between ‘nuked’ and ‘naked’.

 

 

Colorado and Color Red.

‘Colorado is of Spanish origin, meaning “colored red.” All State Name Origins. The name was applied to the Colorado river because of the red sandstone soil of the region, and came into use for the entire territory after the discovery of gold in the Pike’s Peak region.’

Mystery Drones over Colorado.

 

 

And earlier this week a new house name jumped out at me.

Little Bats. Its more than a little bats.

 

 

And when Jenny and myself went to Austin, Tx we travelled over the Ann W Richards Congress Avenue bridge which crosses over the Colorado River. The bridge is famous for the mass of bats that fly over the bridge from March to October.

It’s Batty.

 

 

And lastly, Don’t Drink The Cooler Aid.

 

 

Too late ๐Ÿ™‚ . Happy New Year.

 

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