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posted on Aug, 11 2010 @ 08:46 PM
For some time now many of us have come into contact with or have been drawn to the 11/11 phenomenom.
If you are skeptical of this phenomenon, then this thread is not for you
The intent of this thread is to bring those of us who have, for lack of a better term, been activated. Or come to believe we have been activated, or
have in some way been awakened at this pivitol moment in history for a predestined purpose. Now that we are awakening, the questions begin. What is
the 11/11. Have we been chosen for a mission to be carried out between now and the events of the next two years or so. What mission? Why me, we ask.
What am I supposed to do. Be a so-called "bearer of light"? Become leaders in the final Stand (whatever it may be)?
When are our instructions to manifest. How will we know.?
This thread is for the discussion of and speculation about our 11/11 problem, and where we think we're going with it. Our purpose if any, our mission
if you will. Synchronicity makes us all John Galt in the end. A collective John Galt of sorts. Or something more. The time is approaching, and there
are many of us who wish to collaborate and speculate. And plan. We can't lose our heads. The brave new world is near. What is our mission for
ushering it in? Not figuratively, but in an active practical nuts and bolts way. Before, during and after TSHTF.
Meanwhile, here are the first two songs from Todd Rundgren's "No World Order" CD. It came out in 1993. Since then I've listened to it hundreds of
times. It's a "must read" for us 11's. It was a push in the right direction.
Worldwide Epiphany
Worldwide epiphany
Worldwide epiphany, epiphany
Down in the lowlands to the top of the hill
Don't know what's comin', but we know that it will
Blind in Benares, deaf and dumb in LA
Hiding in Africa, but nobody gets away
Give it up one more time for the king of soul
Let the good times roll, bring it on, bring it on
Dusk 'til dawn, the landlady's gone
Send the bill to the government, pack it in cement
Babies and bachelors, fishes, cabbages, and queens
Can't hear it comin', but we know what it means
Boats upon the ocean, every plane in the air
Never know just how or when, but we always know where
Take it from the ground up, this is the last roundup
You can't win, and you can't break even
You can't be leavin' the game anyway
You've got to stay 'cause we came to play
It's a new gene, a new wavelength, or maybe it's a virus
Put the fire in us and inspire us
To trust and lust for the good life
And all that is required of us
Turn to the headline news as if we had a right to choose
To have no views as the rocket's red glare pollutes the air,
And we swear that it can't happen here
And we'll never be there
We got the right to know, which means
We got the right to misunderstand
And slant the plan to help our hand and man
They call it a culture, but it sucks you in like quicksand
Killer bees finally make it to Tokyo
Juliet never made it with Romeo
But check out the video later
Terminator III's gonna preview the next fifty years or so
NO WORLD ORDER
Let me tell you 'bout the new world order
Not the kind to make you run for the border
It's a new religion wrapped in a revolution
With a proven solution for your mental pollution
Don't let no one tell you that god ain't got a sense of humor
Someone said he's pissed off, but that was just a rumor
I know he's laughin' when the preacher starts to scream about
How trippin' is evil, and sex is unclean
Cars and gold bars and chains and diamond rings
These are the symbols, we want the real things
Peace in the soul and a natural insight
Things that please the mind and make the body feel right
Nature wants your life to go on long and on strong
To have children and show them where you went wrong
So if your life style leads you into hell or into prison
Wake up and listen, this is what you're missing
Free will, we can't seem to get our fill
We are beggers, we are choosers drunk on a lack of power
I believe in understanding, I've got to know where we're landing
I'm takin' my survey now, hands up if you're with me
Do you want different choices? Can't hear the quiet voices
Got to dim all the lights, turn down the volume
Put on a little more forgiveness, who's gonna be my witness?
If we must endure this trial, someone is bound to touch us
Do you want more sex, more comforting
A little more foreplay and afterglow, let my people go
Everybody wants peace on the earth, children sheltering
Calling every man, every woman
We're gonna take control of our own bodies
Peace breaks out in the battle of the sexes
We start to learn what the other one expects is
We stay away from what the other one rejects is
And have respect for individual perspectives
We're gonna break out of this cycle of dependency
And liberate each other from a hopeless life of drudgery
And face up to the truth as we dispel all of this secrecy
And simplify the situation when we learn to speak plainly
We're gonna take control of the machinery
Bad little actors that chew up the scenery
Job number one is gonna be findin' a way
That we can rave all night and meditate all day
Mankind's strugglin' hard to see the light
To hear the voice of the spirit in the night
To lay down his heavy burden and pick up his soul power
And build a heaven on earth hour by hour by hour
Child protection, more careful mate selection
Everyone wants to be wanted by a natural father and mother
Lookin' for a sense of wonder, don't let your faith go under
This is a beautiful world, if we could only give up fighting
The answer is surrender, every race, every gender
Beat our swords into plowshares on the anvil of a pure heart
We gotta have honest answers and the courage to take our chances
Opporunity's knockin' loud, give me your attention
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