"O Almighty God, who hast given unto me my father and mother, and made them to be an image of Thy authority, and love, and tender watchfulness, and hast commanded me to love, and honor, and obey them in all things; give me grace cheerfully and with my whole heart to keep this Thy law. Help me to love them fervently, to honor them truly, to yield a ready obedience to all their commands, to comply with all their wishes, to study their happiness in every thing, and to bear with patience and humility all their rebukes. Deliver me, O God, from pride, rebellion, and wilfulness, from passion and stubbornness, from sloth and carelessness. Make me diligent in all my duties and studies, and patient in all my trials; that so living, I may deserve to be Thy child, who art our Father in heaven, through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son our Lord. Amen." Source
But, I believe the cure was found ages ago, in distant history, and people just don’t want to accept it. They want drugs. They want something “scientific.” They want a quick fix that doesn’t disrupt their lives. And that’s why they have not found the best response to sore throats, coughs and stuffed noses.
The cure is rest. A pillow, a bed or soft couch, a glass of water nearby, maybe something light and entertaining to read or watch — that’s all that is needed.
A friend told me that she turned on the TV the other day and an “expert” was telling people to go to the hospital if they get “Covid” — a term of quackery for all kinds of respiratory conditions, including the common cold. What nonsense. Covid is pure invention, the re-branding of colds, flus, pneumonias and other illnesses for the purposes of social engineering on a global scale. Imagine all those who have needlessly and perhaps disastrously run to the hospital. (NOTE: Obviously some have needed acute care. I am not saying here that no one has gotten seriously ill or died.)
Getting back to the cure: resting at the very first sign of a cold, avoiding all stress and work for at least 24 hours when symptoms are still mild, will invariably, I have found, shorten the length and severity of a cold, except in those who are suffering from especially poor health, which is often the case today. Serious rest at any stage is good, but if delayed it will have less immediate benefits. The demands of life unfortunately make it impossible for some people to take this cure and they may end up with illness that lasts for weeks.
I am no expert so you can disregard what I say. At least I’m not selling you anything. I’m not seeking to control you. I don’t get a sick thrill out of decimating your creative energies for the sake of power. Years of observation and trial-and-error have simply taught me this cure, which has ZERO harmful side effects. Did you read that? No harmful side effects. Read the warning labels on your Tylenol and Sudafed or some of the outrageous treatments being proffered today for colds, even in the alternative media, and consider the difference. The cold, being very common and profitable, has spawned an empire of sales gimmicks, all of them costly failures.
Again, rest is the cure. Not rest for an hour. But sustained rest and avoidance of all mental and physical activity that is in any way taxing or stimulating. (Working in bed or watching a thriller while in bed do NOT count as rest. Trying to solve personal problems on the phone while in bed does NOT count as rest.) What a mind-blowing, radical idea. Hell will freeze over before the World Health Organization, which couldn’t care less about your health, tells you the importance of rest. That’s a lesson that has no benefits for its sponsors — for governments or “philanthropists” or major pharmaceutical companies.
The psychology of a cold is an interesting, related subject. A cold can be made worse by a dread of slowing down and doing nothing, but also by the neurotic belief that a cold is a bad thing, that it is an interference or an unnatural occurrence. Dread and anxiety can be self-fulfilling.
Colds, though unpleasant, are necessary to the sustenance of existence. They detoxify the body, the respiratory organs being used for excretion. It makes sense that rest would aid this work. So intelligently are our bodies designed that they possess different processes of elimination. The sneeze, the cough, the runny nose — they are synergistic reactions to our environment and the substances we absorb, some of which we must expel in order to survive. Our bodies are eliminating what they don’t need and what could be harmful. Sadly many people resent their own bodies and are disastrously alienated from them, believing they are machines that should “function” at all times. So they are ticked off when they get colds. In the history of the human race, people have probably never embraced this mechanistic and ungrateful view of the body as completely or enthusiastically as they do now.
Colds are cyclical, happening more often in the darkness of winter, which makes sense because then the crops are harvested and human beings can afford to expend some effort to throw off a build-up of wastes. Like trees shedding their leaves at the same time, people living under the same conditions get colds at the same time. They are eating and breathing in the same things. They are experiencing the same light and the same air, the same fabrics and the same detergents, the same chemtrails and electromagnetic waves. If they all got sick at different times, these recuperative processes of elimination would be much more disruptive of society.
We don’t live in spite of colds. We live because of colds. A cold is the road to health. If we accept its demands with rest and light, proper nutrition (another subject), we will find ourselves only stronger after it is gone. (more…)
“O FATHER of mankind, who hast given unto me these my children, and committed them to my charge to bring them up for Thee, and to prepare them for everlasting life; assist me with Thy heavenly grace, that I may be able to fulfill this most sacred duty and stewardship. (more…)
FROM an article by Dawn Lester, co-author with Dave Parker of the excellent book, What Really Makes You Ill: Why Everything You Thought You Knew about Disease Is Wrong: It is a fundamental principle that the burden of proof lies with those who propose a theory. Yet in the case of the ‘germ theory’ that ‘proof’ does not exist; there is no original scientific evidence that definitively proves that any ‘germ’ causes any specific infectious disease. Although this statement will be regarded as highly controversial and even outrageous, its veracity can be demonstrated. There are a number of sources that provide a corroboration of the assertion that the ‘germ theory’ lacks any original scientific proof. One of these sources is Dr. M.L. Leverson MD, who, in May 1911, gave a lecture in London in which he discussed his investigations that had led him to the conclusion that, “The entire fabric of the germ theory of disease rests upon assumptions which not only have not been proved, but which are incapable of proof, and many of them can be proved to be the reverse of truth. The basic one of these unproven assumptions, wholly due to Pasteur, is the hypothesis that all the so-called infectious and contagious disorders are caused by germs.” Dr. M Beddow Bayly also exposed the lack of any scientific basis for the ‘germ theory’; in his 1928 article published in the journal London Medical World, he states that,…
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“I answer by the assertion that love for truth is, in general, rare among men. They love darkness better than light,–delusion, which flatters them, more than the truth, which points to the exercise of duty, which teaches the spirit of Christian self-denial, which inspires contempt of human consideration, united with that fidelity which assures for us perseverance unto the end.
The gospel for today affirms that Herod, and with him all Jerusalem, was terrified at the message of the three Magi, that the Saviour, the King and Deliverer of the human race, was born. Herod was afraid, and trembled lest he should lose his throne. The scribes and Pharisees also, those whitened sepulchers of evil, as Christ called them, instead of rejoicing, were filled with alarm; for they felt, and truly, that the promised Messiah would penetrate their interior, and censure their hypocrisy and malice. (more…)
Step softly, under snow or rain,
To find the place where men can pray;
The way is all so very plain
That we may lose the way.
Oh, we have learnt to peer and pore
On tortured puzzles from our youth,
We know all labyrinthine lore,
We are the three wise men of yore,
And we know all things but the truth.
We have gone round and round the hill
And lost the wood among the trees,
And learnt long names for every ill,
And served the mad gods, naming still
The furies the Eumenides.
The gods of violence took the veil
Of vision and philosophy,
The Serpent that brought all men bale,
He bites his own accursed tail,
And calls himself Eternity. (more…)
Here, on this Feast of the Epiphany, are the London Symphony Orchestra and various choral singers performing British composer Ralph Vaughan Williams’s The March of the Kings from his Christmas Cantata Hodie (“This Day”). The text was written by the composer’s wife, Ursula.
From kingdoms of wisdom secret and far
come Caspar, Melchior, Balthasar;
they ride through time, they ride through night
led by the star’s foretelling light.
Crowning the skies the star of morning, star of dayspring, calls:
clear on the hilltop its sharp radiance falls
lighting the stable and the broken walls
where the prince lies.
Gold from the veins of earth he brings,
red gold to crown the King of Kings.
Power and glory here behold
shut in a talisman of gold. (more…)
"WHAT right had ingots of ruddy gold to be gleaming in the Cave of Bethlehem? Arabian perfumes were meeter for Herod's halls than for the cattle-shed scooped in the gloomy rock. The myrrh truly was in its place, however costly it might be; for it prophesied in pathetic silence of that bitter-sweet quintessence of love, which should be extracted for men from the Sacred Humanity of the Babe in the press of Calvary. Yet myrrh was a strange omen for a Babe who was the splendor of heaven and the joy of earth. How unmeet were all these things, and yet in their deep significance how meet! The strange secrecy too, with which this kingly oriental progress, with picturesque costumes, and jewelled turbans, and the dark-faced slaves, and the stately stepping camels, passed over many regions, makes it seem still more like a visionary splendor, a many-colored apparition, and not a sober mystery of the humble Incarnate Word. It is a bright vision of old heathen faith, of the first heathen faith that worshipped Mary's Son, and it is beautiful enough to give us faith in its own divinity. Yet it almost makes Bethlehem too beautiful. It dazzles us with its outward show, and makes the Cave look dark, when its oriental witchery has passed away. They, who dwell much in the world of the Sacred Infancy, know how oftentimes meditation on the Kings is too stirring and exciting for the austere tranquillity of contemplation, too manifold in the objects it brings before us, too various in the images it leaves behind. Truly it…
It’s that time of year when I need to catch up on blogger appreciation. You put a lot of work and care into your writing. And I believe you affect people in a positive way, probably more than you realize. Please keep doing it. Faith, sanity, personal integrity, memory, strong families, and the ability to discern truth from lies are all needed now more than ever. (more…)
My first Christmas was in 1949. I can’t remember anything about it because I was mostly unconscious.
Fifty years later, my mother and I sat in the comfort of her apartment and watched the 1934 motion picture “March of the Wooden Soldiers.” The story takes place in Toyland. Victor Herbert’s song “Toyland” was, for me, an acute reminder of my boyhood years and the fact—which I could not have imagined in those years—that the end of life was now coming into view.
Not a Christmas went by in the 1950s without toys under our tree: Coloring books, board games, jigsaw puzzles, water guns, cap guns, a paddle ball, Little Golden Books, a “Learn to Draw with Jon Gnagy” kit, and a plastic map of the United States in which 48 pieces represented the States, a map that I disassembled and assembled so many times that it taught me the proper location of all the States.
EVEN amid the beauty of Christmas, the doom-and-gloomers were busy spreading their cult of fear and dread. They cannot stop thinking of death. They cannot let a day pass untouched by medical anxiety. We are experiencing an ongoing mass psychological breakdown disguised by the technical wizardry of pseudo-scientific tests. Let me ask: If "variants" are everywhere and constantly emerging, how did human beings survive for these thousands of years? And without forced medication or years of social isolation? Hundreds of thousands of viruses exist and they are constantly changing to meet the environmental assaults we encounter. They even change to meet the individual body. As the writer Jeff Green points out, viruses are enzymes that cleanse our bodies of the often cyclical build-up of toxins. They are not our enemies. Unlike bacteria, which are living organisms, viruses are not alive. They are not devouring predators. They are our friends -- and one variant cannot dominate a whole society for weeks and months because viruses are too specific to their immediate environment. Our bodies are intelligently designed to withstand many assaults. Our greatest enemies are ourselves and foolish ignorance. If people are unusually sick (and people are always sick), something else is going on. Some toxin has been introduced. So much joy and peace have been lost. Anxiety is self-perpetuating. Once a person is habituated to it, he just won't let go. The human race will never be wiped out by a virus.…
MODERN democracy resembles not at all the beautiful myths of freedom and individual rights children are taught in schools.
No, in order to be a really successful politician today you have to be — please excuse my language — a hired, treasonous scumbag, whatever party you follow. And if you are not a scumbag, you will be enticed and blackmailed into being one.
The story of the international sexual blackmail ring run by possibly-still-living Jeffrey Epstein and Ghislaine Maxwell, who was just convicted in New York on serious charges other than treason and blackmail, is a glimpse into not just the crimes of two monsters and their cunning cruelty and narcissism — all of it larger than life — but into just how depraved (and linked to the international Octopus), democracy has become. Yeah, it’s “for the people.” It’s about as much for the people as Epstein’s Lolita Express, which was strictly for hired scumbags such as Donald Trump, Bill Clinton, Bill Gates, Alan Dershowitz. Prince Andrew and more. (more…)
CONSIDER ending 2021 with a modest contribution to this small, independent website that takes no advertising and recklessly panders to no one (not even to you, dear reader!!) Perhaps a year's worth of reading here is worth the cost of a few takeout coffees, a sandwich at a decent café or a single book from Amazon? This site does not make a profit and has not made a profit for years. I seek to cover some of the costs (e.g., security and back-up features, books, secure email account, space to work, post office box) and must make something to claim business expenses on my home office. Thank you to the generous readers who have given! I am filled with gratitude for the encouragement you give despite my inadequate and flawed efforts. This has been a tough year for everyone. The fight must go on. Please know that I have great optimism at this time and the energy to do more. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all!
