Medicine Bow

For your information, Medicine Bow, in South Wyoming, is the highest peak in the Snowy Range of the Rocky Mountains, towering over 12,013 feet. It is usually covered with snow from October to late June. Summer conditions up there can be extreme, with frequent thunderstorms and hail during the afternoons.

Ey@el

There's a black wind blowing
A typhoon on the rise
Pummeling rain
Murderous skies
I'm gonna take my books
I'm gonna wear my coat
I'm gonna find my scarf,
Wrap it around my throat

And you can come with me
Through the driving snow
We're gonna ride on up to
Medicine Bow

I spent too long
With my face in the floor
There's a man in my head
But he isn't me anymore
I'm gonna find me a ship
Stowaway on a boat
I'm gonna burn all the words
And letters and cards
That I ever wrote

And you can sail with me
Where the current flows
We're gonna move on up to
Medicine Bow

I'm gonna change my colours
Throw away all my things
Stop my squawking
Grow some wings...

Well I will not sleep
And I will not rest
I'm gonna put my soul
And my will to the test
I'm gonna tug at my tether
I'm gonna tear at my lead
I'm gonna test my knowledge
In the field of deeds

And you can run with me
Fast as we can go
Over the hill to
Medicine Bow

The night is dark
And the night is still
But over on the shadowy
Side of the hill
Fires are burning
I can see them glow
I can feel the Light
Coming up from
Medicine Bow

And you can come with me
Through the rain and snow
Tonight we dine in

Original text by MIKE SCOTT
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Solstice Blues

On this, the longest
Day of the year,
Sprawled
On my deckchair,
At great length
And all along,
Forlorn,
And for so long,
I've been longing
For this piece of
Envisioned,
Well-deserved
Happiness
To come
And that in time will,
At long last,
Come true —
And to last
In my reality.

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The Last Refugee

Obviously, the musical activity reports for my favourite artists this month is very hot. Prior to the release of Radiohead's remastered version of OK Computer including B-sides and three never-recorded-before tracks, plus new singles by Muse ("Dig Down") and Indochine ("La vie est belle"), after a gap of 25 years, Roger Waters, still committed as ever, comes up with this brilliant, magnificent new album entitled Is This The Life We Really Want? produced by none other than Nigel Godrich, regarded as the sixth member of Radiohead. If this record sounds as good as Pink Floyd's (before David's musheries), it's actually because HE is the Floyd. Aged 73, Grandpa Roger would definitely put many youngsters to shame! Definitely, my musical pick of the season. I, personally, will never forget that show in Paris, Bercy in 1984 with Eric Clapton. Gosh, it does feel like it was in another lifetime.

Ey@el

Lie with me now
Under lemon tree skies.
Show me the shy, slow smile
You keep hidden by warm brown eyes.
Catch the sweet hover of lips just barely apart
And wonder at love's sweet ache
And the wild beat of my heart,
O rhapsody tearing me apart!

And I dreamed I was saying goodbye to my child.
She was taking a last look at the sea,
Wading through dreams, up to our knees
In warm ocean swells
While bathing belles,
Soft beneath hard bitten shells,
Punch their iPhones,
Erasing the numbers of radon done lovers,
And search the horizon.

And you'll find my child
Down by the shore,
Digging a mound for a chain or a bone,
Searching the sand for a relic washed up by the sea,
The last refugee...

Original text by ROGER WATERS
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Moonlight Ride

Just to put you in the mood of tomorrow night's upcoming full moon, here is a fairy-like scrapbooking page designed with a picture of my two second cousins Margot and Victoria (who have since grown up a lot), along with the almost eponymous melody by Claude Debussy you may listen to HERE.

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How to Eliminate Candida Naturally

Did you know that candida was naturally present in your body and meant to eat up corpses after death while releasing toxins? No wonder some highly controversial oncologists¹, disclaimed by the medical mafia, believe that cancerous tumours are nothing but defensive responses from the body in the face of a invader made of drug-resistant pathogenic strains of fungi resulting from the mycelisation (filament formation) of yeasts. The filthy bodysnatchers make me sick (both literally and figuratively) and remind me of Stephen King's Dreamcatcher² (book and film) in which alien spores invaded the Earth, infecting and consuming bodies from within. That said, the diet suggested below has a number of inconsistencies, is not affordable to everyone (at least, health supplements and organic food which cost a fortune and are not always easily available anywhere depending where you live), and most of all, requires iron will and unfailing patience. As usual, trust your gut feeling (no pun intended) and the reactions of your body. I for one would recommand food-grade diatomaceous earth and alkalising fresh (organic) vegetable juices.

Ey@el

An imbalance in gut flora can allow specific bacteria and fungi to invade our bodies. Candida is a fungus, which is a form of yeast, and a very small amount of it lives in your mouth and intestines. When overgrowth overgrowth occurs, candida breaks down the wall of the intestine and penetrates the bloodstream, releasing toxic byproducts into your body. This can lead to many different health problems, ranging from digestive issues to depression and even cancer.

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Endnotes

1. ^ Dr Simoncini's website
2. ^ Dreamcatcher, Stephen King (2001).

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Dig Down

Hold off, don't go fetch a shovel! Muse have just released a new single that, music-wise, reminds of "Madness" in slow replay and its promotional clip is so creepy. However, Matt Bellamy's advice is certainly the most valuable — and probably the only thing to do if we expect to find a way out of this nightmare which can no longer pass for some crazy conspiracy theory. Trapped between religious, political, scientific and new-age ideologies plus other types of mental prisons such as nihilism, humanity believes in anything and everything (or nothing) and soon will be ready for extermination or robot recycling (as suggests the visual transhumanist propaganda at the beginning of the video: “Human body is obsolete, join”). Money won't protect you, free-for-all will be your death warrant. Absolutely everyone is concerned — whether you're awake or not, good or bad, “useful”, famous or not. So move your asses, dig down inside yourselves and find this connection still too many refuse to believe in or even look for and faith in this inner strength will inspire you what to do, bypassing your hacked minds. That, at least, is my interpretation of those lyrics even though it also happens to be my own view and gut feeling (and perhaps what's keeping me alive in spite of all the hardships I've been through and still am experiencing right now). Be aware that no-one can force you to anything without your consent (the law of free will). This is the reason why everything is designed to delude and confuse you into giving your consent by committing to fake choices such as voting or under the threat of arrest, torture or death. Apart from falling into utopia or dystopia, unfortunately only strong souls will survive so don't wait to be trapped and work at it right now. A rough, tough ride is ahead indeed but it's still possible. Besides, it's your only valid option. Not just for this lifespan but for eternity.

Ey@el

When hope and love have been lost
And you fall to the ground,
You must find a way.
When the darkness descends
And you're told it's the end,
You must find a way.

When God decides to look the other way
And a clown takes the throne,
We must find a way.
Face the firing squad,
Against all the odds,
You will find a way.

Dig down...
Dig down...
Dig down...
And find faith.

When you're close to the edge,
With a gun to your head,
You must find a way.
When friends are thin on the ground
And they try to divide us,
We must find a way.

We have entered the fray
And we will not obey,
We must find a way.

Dig down...
Dig down...
Dig down...
And find faith.

When they've left you for dead (Dig down)
And you can only see red(Dig down),
You must find a way.

Dig down...
Dig down...
Dig down...
Find faith.

We won't let them divide (Dig down),
We will never abide (Dig down),
We will find a way.

Original text by MATT BELLAMY
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The Star Thrower

The story below is part of a 16-page essay of the same name by American anthropologist Loren Eiseley (1907–1977), published in 1969 in The Unexpected Universe. The moral is that even though no man alone can save the world, through small acts of compassion, anyone can still help change the whole life of other sentient beings.

Since the middle of the eighties, this parabale has been retold and adapted by many motivational speakers and on the internet, often without attribution and differents characters, though in the same spirit. The latest adaptation is a children's story entitled "Sara and The Starfish" that was published in 2006.

Once, on ancient Earth, there was a human boy walking along a beach. There had just been a storm, and starfish had been scattered along the sands. The boy knew the fish would die, so he began to fling the fish to the sea. But every time he threw a starfish, another would wash ashore. An old Earth man happened along and saw what the child was doing. He called out: “Boy, what are you doing?”
“Saving the starfish!” replied the boy.
“But your attempts are useless, child! Every time you save one, another one returns, often the same one! You can't save them all, so why bother trying? Why does it matter, anyway?” called the old man.
The boy thought about this for a while, a starfish in his hand; he answered: “Well, it matters to this one.” And then he flung the starfish into the welcoming sea.

The Star Thrower, Loren Eiseley

Sources

• www.goodreads.com
• en.wikipedia.org

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