As I recently wrote, the Caddo Mounds located in Weeping Mary, near Alto, TX, were leveled, along with loads of damage in Alto and other areas. I’ve driven there twice, it’s not too far from us, and what I’ve witnessed is still baffling to me.
I tried to take these videos, from my phone, and I do really apologize they are not better quality. I was alone and driving 50 mph and have no experience with video at all. I thought to learn some editing, try to slow it down or something, but what’s so striking is how long the damage goes on, which is why I had the music on. I couldn’t even get it all, my phone wouldn’t save/send that much. But here’s a glimpse, at least.
That’s the Neches river that’s flooded to the road. The 2nd video includes the mounds, minus the structures.
I do not believe this is a ‘natural disaster’ or a typical tornado, as has been claimed. Perhaps y’all will see what I see a bit better from the videos.
For those interested in this geographical area, and why it might be a lucrative location for some good ole fashioned disaster capitalism, I can recommend several books for further research.
Mound Sites of the Ancient South: A Guide to the Mississippian Chiefdoms by Eric E. Bowne
Bulletin of Texas Archeological Society Volume 69/1998
Land of Bears and Honey: A Natural History of East Texas by Joe C. Truett and Daniel W. Lay
On sacking Rome. That is: On Censorship! YAY!
If we had a dime for every bloke screaming censorship right now we could build our own damn castle in Narnia.
Seriously? You want to sack Rome, but you expect them to provide the roads?
Wow! Basic training bugles sounding now.
The censorship banner is waving so fast and furious it’s like Kundera or Kafka or Poet-President Havel—if you haven’t been to prison you haven’t lived! Please, censor me, I never expected or prepared for this, and now I’m . . . Magically Justified.
At least I can rely on Corbett to continue to pierce the veil?
And Jon Rappaport, relatively delusion-free, still, after all these years, still powering on, even after banned from this very WordPress channel.
Wise-up, quick, I beg y’all. Collaborative Wisdom from the wee homestead: Circle the Wagons folks.
It’s hard to believe, I know, but there were a few intermittent occasions when I was very well received by others.Like when my boyfriend’s best friend was a dealer of the street drug we then called ecstasy.I don’t know what they call it now.
But after a semester of that I ‘cleaned up’ and flew straight.
Anyway, it was innocent enough, and then I joined the Peace Corps, still a fresh young thing!
Oh I was so popular then!That was long before cell phones, but if they were around then, mine would have been buzzing all day and night, woohoo!And I probably would’ve loved it.
I imagined myself a future bonafide travel writer!
There’s a lot actually, now lost to time and even cyberspace.
Like this little one giving a wee spanking to officers in Thailand.
I like being insipid and bitchy now and I feel inspired by other previously ‘harmless’ and people-pleasing types who have been donning their snark-spirit.
From prey to threat, because, when in Rome.
But then, I dared to speak of subjects unpopular, and in a voice too unsavory.Unsavory is the result of swallowing the bitter pill.The obvious pleaser contract being:Coat it in marzipan and holy water and all things ‘light’, or for heaven’s sake, at least smile!
I know how to smile; I have 1,000 of them.
Teach me how to bristle again, like a teenage hedgehog, at least when they run me over in the night I’ll have humored us all first, authentically.
Something about the whole 5G rollout doesn’t pass the sniff test. I’m not saying in any way I think it’s a hoax, or not potentially dangerous, or not being shoved on us with tyrannical force, nor do I mean to criticize any of the well-meaning folks bringing this to the public’s attention.
These are folks I ‘like’ and follow and will continue to do. But, the narrative is being controlled seems to me, in that classic problem-reaction-solution sort of way. It’s like this: Get the preppers and conspiracy theorists yelling about this for a while, so they’ll cause the alarm we need to sell them all our solutions—from protective clothing, to creams and products, to new paints and covers, so they can keep themselves safe from our potentially lethal ‘upgrades.’
The reason I go as far as to say it’s a potential red herring is because there’s a huge elephant in the room that it’s distracting from which is: weather modification, geoengineering, manufactured weather, synthetic weather, weather warfare, weather terrorism.
So, I’m just going to have to keep pointing out that elephant with each new distraction hoisted on the populace by greedy, nefarious, Agenda 21/2030 planners and their leagues of minions and promoters. Thank heavens there are still amazing researchers out there making this information available, quite possibly for a very limited time.
Or, are the censorship scares up there with the gun grab scares and the Trump tweets to keep those red herrings flying?
There are many courageous and diligent men and women out there doing seriously impressive work to educate us all, and I am grateful and humbled by their heroic efforts.
Really? This is ornery? I thought, silently. Because all I did was call her out on some clear bullshit, in what I consider my usual unusual fashion, which had never garnered that word before. Anyway, I don’t consider it an insult. Especially now.
*Bad tempered, combatant* she meant. Stubborn, common usage. Actual meaning: You don’t fall for the usual bullshit I’ve been programmed to dish out.
”I don’t understand, ornery?” (me: 19th century: variant of ‘ordinary,’ damn my studies.)
“You’re no Basic Bitch!” Oh, maybe it’s closer to my studies than I thought.
“Basic Bitch?” Google: airhead, trixie, fool does whatever her man say.
OK. Great . . . thanks?
Now, this not-so-basic-bitch is supposed to feel bad because you’ve committed suicide? Guilty even? We all could’ve saved you. We tried! Not hard enough though, right?
And an Instagram post is how we are informed of our required response?
So now we are programmed to be grieving. It’s tragic. So beautiful, so young. Don’t speak ill, oh no, not now, not . . . Ever? So . . . Innocent?
Rest in peace, my almost friend, no fool for you, may you never try again.
Psychic Vampirism, please, look it up.
The longer you forgive and forget, the longer you’ll get played.
Honeybees know the value of their venom, they give their lives for it. We know how precious is the value of the honeybees’ venom, understanding it as both cure and poison.
In natural healing bee venom is used for all sorts of cures, a number of them painful.Honeybees can be merciless, even to each other, for the ‘greater good’.
What did I find today outside one of our hives but droves of drones, those are the males, kicked out by those bossy female workers who clearly decided they could no longer be supported. They will also kill and replace an unproductive queen without hesitation.
And me, being the opportunistic and cunning human that I am, collected these evicted dead bodies in order to make Podmore, considered an exceptional traditional medicine used to cure all sorts of ailments.
Quite unknown to American beekeepers, I wonder why, considering its value? Could it be they don’t like the thought or action of collecting dead bees? Podmore
This reminds me of another big related beef I have with our current cultural climate: Weakness is not a virtue.And neither is positivity.
I like the way Micheal Tsarion just put it in his last podcast, because I think it’s spot on. Our Prozac smile culture is in a “regressed state of animated autism.”
Optimistic bias undermines preparedness and invites disaster, according to sociologist Karen Cerulo.
In Barbara Ehrenreich’s 2009 book, Bright-Sided: How the Relentless Promotion of Positive Thinking Has Undermined America, she underscores how hard Americans have been working to adapt to the popular and largely unchallenged principles of the positivity movement, our reflexive capacity for dismissing disturbing news, whitewashing tragedy as a ‘failure of imagination’ and relentlessly spinning suffering as little more than a growth opportunity.
While in fact I am writing now out of a spirit of sourness and personal disappointment, unlike Ehrenreich according to her intro, I nonetheless find much value in her final paragraph: “Once our basic material needs are met—in my utopia, anyway—life becomes a perpetual celebration in which everyone has a talent to contribute.But we cannot levitate ourselves into that blessed condition by wishing it.We need to brace ourselves for a struggle against terrifying obstacles, both of our own making and imposed by the natural world.And the first step is to recover from the mass delusion that is positive thinking.”
The bees know.
One of the very many things that fascinate me about the bees is that the Freemasons so covet it as a symbol.I can imagine there are many reasons for this, most of which will probably remain a lifelong mystery to me.
At some point the bees simply refuse to adjust any more and they swarm, this is a natural, healthy, cyclical process, which most American beekeepers try to avoid at all costs.
We seem as a culture to abhor natural processes.
As cruel as this is sure to sound, could it be that maybe swarms and cullings are natural processes for humans as well as bees?
My new honeybee hero and virtual mentor: Dr. Leo Sharashkin!
Well, I have already exhausted my resources as far as well-meaning advice from the indoctrinated, ignorant, and ill-informed. Bless their hearts.
How do we secure our future on the wee homestead where we intend to retire and eventually die when weather terrorism masked as global climate change is wrecking havoc on our livelihood and general disposition and ability to constantly adapt?
Well-meaning advice: More insurance.
So we pay for more insurance so that business in the skies and in the criminal cartels we’ve named governments can continue as usual? But that’s not racketeering?
How do we protect the land and our personal commitment and calling as individuals when the states and communities are taking guidance from compromised institutions attending to steering committees of agendas far, far away from where we call our home? And, by idiots, no less.
Agenda 21/2030 aims to abolish private property under the guise of ‘sustainable development’ and EVERY Administration in this country for decades has been on board with this U.N. program. Including the CURRENT ONE!
Typical reply: That’s a conspiracy theory.
Really? Because, they have a f-ing website, moron! Pardon my f-ing French. Just a bit testy these days. Don’t mind me, I’ll just pour me another sherry.