A few things happened tonight on a few different occasions as I took my potty-get coffee-sit on the patio-and smoke a bowl break from writing. This has been typical when I partake of a little MJ and look at the wonderful star-filled sky (at night of course).

Number 1: As I sat there enjoying the evening, looking up frequently at the night sky above the Los Padres National Forest where I live, I spotted 7 different aircraft going in 4 different directions and I thought, “Wow! I’ve never seen so many planes in the sky before…..usually I see three at most, sometimes only one, and then five minutes later, another one or two go slowly in whatever direction, lights blinking.” Hey! Wait a minute, I say to myself, “Those aircraft, all seven of them, looked like they were as high as the stars around them, and I didn’t see any blinking red and blue lights on these planes.”

So I take another swig of coffee, a puff or two off my Swisher Sweet Cigarillo, and then a hit on my “Unique, one of a kind, driftwood pipe, that I made myyyyyself. 

I look back up again, and four of the seven “aircraft” are gone, and three of them are making these darting moves, going one direction and then reversing and going back the same way that they just came from.

CRAZY! Either I’ve just seen a sky full of UFO’s, or this weed has affected my vision. Then I laugh my ass off for a minute or two, go back in the house and start writing again.

Number 2: Number Two, really should be Number One. About an hour or so before my UFO sighting, I was doing the same thing…….the potty-get coffee-sit on the patio-and smoke a bowl break from writing, I saw three shooting stars. Moving so quick, it was coincidental that I just happen to look up at that exact moment, those split seconds, to see it. I say “it” because the three shooting stars did their thing, separately, several minutes apart. Not like normally seeing one, perhaps three, airplanes slowly moving, lights blinking, towards their separate destinations.

In conclusion, this certainly was some great weed tonight. And a great experience watching, by coincidence, the three shooting stars. And even a greater experience seeing seven UFO’s at the same time.

Peace and Abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

Strain: SeattlesBest1, harvested September 23rd, 2018

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Postscript: Did the weed (home-grown from Washington State) distort my vision, and thus, my “Minds Eye” of what I saw? Or did the weed enhance my vision allowing me to see things that our eyes normally can’t see?

Postscript Number two: Those of you that consistently read my blog, know that I am a proponent of “Writing” as a sort of mental therapy for all sorts of mental issues, and those that know me personally know that I have recently been suffering excruciating back pain from a back injury fifty years ago. Prescription Pain Pills only do so much and ALEVE
(naproxen) doing less. I can definitely attribute my LACK of pain in my back to the bowl of weed I smoked tonight.

Postscript Number Three: It’s 2:48AM, and at 2:36AM I decided to go out on the patio, feeling like I was finished with this little bit of prose. No coffee, no home-made pipe with a bowl-load of grass, just a Swisher Sweet. I definitely know that the Cannabis enhanced my hearing tonight, (those of you that know me personally, know that I’m slightly hard of hearing).

So I’m sitting there, periodically gazing at the heavens (I see the Big Dipper) and suddenly I hear the sounds of footsteps. Thinking prowler at first, I turn on my Tactical Flashlight thinking prowler or possibly a bear, and see a small deer walking through the front yard. Do you know what deer footsteps sound like? I do now, thanks to the weed.

One last thought. I get a lot of traffic on my website/blog, and because of that, I thought it was time to encourage my friends/readers to visit my other major website www.itad-nao.com. I am serious about what the website says and what it stands for. So, if you got this far on this post, please take a few minutes and visit The International Tabernacle of Abiding Dudeism. Thank you.

Mark, the dude that bought my house, has been here about a week, waiting for his stuff, and waiting for me to move out. During the week, every night we sit on the porch, light up, talk about every subject under the sun. Occasionally, Mark would share some of his grass. A little bit here, a little there. Tonight, he walks up the steps of the porch holding a bag of Washington State home grown. I called my son to say hello, share my great day I had today. Part of my voice message (voice mail?) I’m telling Tommy this story, “Tommy, this is a gallon freezer ziplock bag, half full, a fricken quart of BUD, no twigs or dust or dirt, ALL BUD.

Now at least three hours into relaxation and conversation, Mark says……

Mark: “I’m not insane!…..I’m not left handed!”

Needless to say, I almost busted a gut laughing.  Let me tell you a little bit about Mark. He has a few issues he’s successfully dealing with mentally, don’t we all?  Mark is one of the most intelligent human beings I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. He also is one of the naturally, funniest people I have ever met. So he has a few problems, so do I.

Tonight, I decided to turn on some music on Direct TV. Started out with some Blues, changed to Jazz, then settled on music of the 60’s. How wonderfully therapeutic. Song after song, reliving those years of my youth. Just a little bit before Mark’s teen years. Bob Dylan singing “Like a Rolling Stone”, Donavan singing, “Mellow Yellow”, Leonard Cohen singing “Suzanne”. Song after song bringing us both back to our individual memories, at a school dance, the drive-in Intermission music. playing on the radio in my cousin Butch’s 65 Malibu.

What I am saying is that for me, as well as for Mark, tonight, in general, the music, great weed, lots of “Bust your Gut” laughter’ has been very therapeutic. Soothing, satisfying, healing, expanding our brains with the game of trying to guess a band or singer’s name, what year or era. The brain exercise is wonderful for healing areas of our psyche that man-made medicines can’t touch. I believe it is a great natural remedy for many psychosis like PTSD, Schizophrenic related issues, depression, etceteras.  As I just said to Mark, I put a “Groove” on it tonight, referring to my writing of this post.

Last thought. Mark and I were sitting here, trying to figure out what MILF stood for. Many VERY wrong guesses and much laughter. It was obvious that neither one of us knew what it stood for. Possibly because none of our friends in High School had busty, sexpots for mothers. So, I googled it on my Samsung Tablet, gave Mark the answer, and we both laughed again.

It’s now 1:27AM Thursday morning. We started last night around 7:00PM. I really enjoyed the evening, the conversation, the laughter, and the great stimulus for my brain. Thanks for reading my sometimes serious posts, and sometimes frivolous posts. This coming Saturday I pack up the U-Haul and head to Southern California. Hope to see you all then.

Peace & Abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

Strain: SeattlesBest1, harvested September 23rd, 2018

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It’s 2:30AM, and I have been playing Texas No-Limit Poker online via Farcecraps WSOP  “App” for several hours. Here’s a little bit of advice. It’s time to quit and go to bed when this happens to you.

I have written about this before, when to “Slow Play” a hand, and when NOT to “Slow Play” a hand. We have all been on the receiving end with a losing hand when someone else slow plays a “Nuts” hand. Here’s a play by play example of a hand that should convince you when it’s time to go to bed.

Before the FLOP: I’ve been dealt a pocket pair, of ACES, an Ace of Spades, and an Ace of Clubs, so I slow play, limping in. Limping in is when you just call and not raise before the “FLOP” hoping that everyone else limps in as well, which in this case, they do.

The “FLOP”: The flop is a Jack of Clubs, a Queen of Clubs, and an Ace of Diamonds. So now I have TRIP ACES, and there is a strong possibility that a few of the other players have hit either with pocket Jacks, pocket Queens, or straight draws.

Everyone limps through the “TURN” card, which is the Ace of Hearts. The table now reads Jack of Clubs, Queen of Clubs, Ace of Diamonds, and Ace of Hearts. At this point, before the “River” card is dealt, there are possible straights, possible full houses, and for sure possible hands with trips (three of a kind) facing you before the “River” card is dealt. I have four Aces BEFORE the “River” card is dealt.

The dude with what he thinks is the “Nuts” with a flopped “straight” bets. The dudette with what she thinks is also the “Nuts” with the “Turn” card making her “Full House Queens over Aces” raises. Everyone else has folded. You really like the betting action but have closed your eyes for what you thought was just a “second”. It’s my turn now to bet, to go “All In” before the “River” card is dealt, but I AM momentarily asleep.

With Farcecrap’s app, there is a timer, which if you don’t call or raise, you are AUTOMATICALLY FOLDED in that hand. It’s just a second or three, but when I open my eyes back up, I have run out of time, and my hole cards, those pocket aces, are “greyed out”, and I watch in horror as I see this gigantic pot of $30 Million or so, go to the dudette with the “Full House” against your folded four Aces.

Moral of the story. That certainly was the right time to “Slow Play” my hand, but the wrong time to close my eyes (just for a second”. I try not to play when I’m that tired. That hand was a REAL bad beat, like beat MYSELF with a rubber hose, bad beat. Hahahahahaha.

Peace & Abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

Strain: Grand-Ma’sBellyButtonLint, harvested September 23rd, 2018

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TEXAS NO LIMIT HOLD-EM

PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR TYPING ALL IN CAPS. I HAVE REALLY SHITTY VISION, AND IT’S JUST EASIER FOR ME. I WAS INSPIRED TO WRITE THIS TONIGHT BECAUSE OF A PARTICULAR POKER GAME/TABLE I PLAYED IN A COUPLE OF HOURS AGO.

THERE WAS THIS DUDE THAT KEPT GOING ALL IN, MOST OF THE TIME BEFORE THE FLOP, AND I WATCHED HIM LOSE ABOUT $75,000 $5,000 AT A TIME. THEN HE/SHE LEFT THE TABLE.

IT GOT ME TO THINKING ABOUT THE QUALITY OF MY PLAY, WHAT LEVEL AND HOW MANY CHIPS I HAVE WON. I PLAY ON THE FARCECRAP APP, WSOP. SINCE I LIVE IN ARIZONA, I CAN ONLY PLAY WITH THE FREE CHIP, NO REAL MONEY, TABLES.

FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT ARE FAMILIAR WITH, AND PLAY AT THIS APP, MY LEVEL AT THE MOMENT IS ACE IV, (4). I HAVE $800 MILLION CHIPS, A MAJOR PORTION OF WHICH I WON. I WAS UP TO $900 MILLION A FEW NIGHTS AGO, AND HAVE DROPPED A LITTLE.

NOW, HERE ARE MY THOUGHTS, WHAT I HAVE LEARNED OVER ABOUT A YEAR AT PLAYING THIS GAME ONLINE. KEEP IN MIND THAT THE MAJOR DIFFERENCE IN ONLINE POKER AND SITTING AT A REAL FACE TO FACE GAME, IS JUST THAT, YOU CANNOT SEE YOUR OPPONENTS FACES WHEN PLAYING ONLINE. MAYBE SOMEDAY, A PROGRAMMER WILL WRITE A PROGRAM WITH A SKYPE-LIKE FEATURE THAT ALLOWS YOU TO SEE ALL THE PLAYERS FROM CHEST UP? HMMM, HOW ABOUT FULL BODY CAMS, FOR STRIP POKER?

SO IT’S A REAL HANDICAP, NOT BEING ABLE TO SEE TELLS. WHAT YOU CAN SEE HOWEVER, IS HOW A PERSON PLAYS, LIKE IF YOU ARE DEALT A PAIR OF ACES, AND THE FLOP IS 6, 6, ACE, SO YOU SLOW PLAY YOUR TRIP ACES. THE ODDS ARE EXTREMELY SLIM THAT THE OTHER DUDE HAS POCKET SIXES. EVEN IF HE HAS ONE SIX, THAT MEANS YOU HAVE A HAND THAT ANYONE WOULD LIKELY BET ON, RAISE THE POT, OR EXPERIMENT AND SLOW-PLAY THE ACES, AND WAIT FOR THE TURN CARD. I’M NOT SURE WHAT THE ODDS ARE AT THAT POINT, BUT I CAN SAY THAT I HAVE LEGITIMATELY HAD THE WINNING HAND ALL THE WAY THRU THE RIVER AT LEAST 70% OF THE TIME.

I ALSO HAVE HAD THE ABOVE DESCRIBED HAND AND LOST TO MANY HANDS. I HAVE HAD ACES OR HIGH FACE CARDS IN THE HOLE, TURNED, AND RIVERED A FULL HOUSE, AND LOST TO FOUR OF A KIND, LIKE THE TIME A DUDE HAD POCKET SIXES, THAT TRIPPED UP ON THE FLOP, AND GOT HIS FOURTH SIX ON THE RIVER.

THERE ARE A LOT OF HANDS THAT I HAVE LOST, WHEN I THOUGHT MY THREE OF A KIND, OR MY STRAIGHT, OR MY FLUSH OR MY FULL-HOUSE WAS GOOD. THOSE LOSSES ARE WHAT POKER PLAYERS CALL “BAD BEATS” HOW EVER, AND FOR ME, IT’S ABOUT HALF OF MY 30 % LOSSES. THE OTHER HALF OF MY LOSSES ARE JUST PLAIN ERRORS ON MY PART, OR DOWN-RIGHT STUPIDITY.

A VERY SMALL PERCENTAGE OF MY LOSSES HAPPEN WHEN I START TO GET SLEEPY, AND MISS A WINNING HAND BECAUSE I CLOSED MY EYES AND DIDN’T CALL A BET, TIME RAN OUT, AND I AWAKENED TO SEE THAT I HAD JUST LOST THAT HAND 5 SECONDS AGO, THAT I SLOW PLAYED AFTER THE FLOP, CALLED ON THE TURN, EYES CLOSED ALL THE WAY THRU MY WINNING RIVER CARD, WHICH MY OPPONENT RAISED, AND THEN WON BECAUSE MY EYES WERE CLOSED AND TIME RAN OUT.

SUGGESTION: THESE ONLINE GAMES ARE SOFTWARE PROGRAMS, WITH WHAT IS CALLED, ALGORITHMS IN THE PROGRAM. THE CARDS ARE NOT A TRUE SIMULATION OF A REAL DEALER IN A REAL GAME. IF YOU SEE NOTHING BUT CRAPPY CARDS ALL THE TIME, IF YOU HAVE LOST HALF YOUR STACK, LEAVE THE TABLE, GO FIND ANOTHER TABLE. I HAVE BEEN ON TABLES WHERE, AS AN EXAMPLE, STARTED WITH $17MIL ON A $5MIL / $25MIL TABLE AND WHEN NOT CATCHING THE GOOD CARDS, LEFT AFTER FIVE OR SIX HANDS WITH ONLY SPENDING ON THE SMALL AND BIG BLIND, AND LEFT WITH MUCH OF MY CHIPS INTACT. I AM A FETISHLY CAUTIOUS PLAYER.

HAVING SAID ALL THAT, (SORRY FOR RAMBLING ON), HERE ARE A FEW BASICS WHEN PLAYING ONLINE POKER.

NUMBER ONE, AND MOST IMPORTANT, TAKE YOUR TIME, BE PATIENT, DON’T RUSH YOUR PLAY.

NUMBER TWO: LEAVE THE TABLE WHEN IT IS NECESSARY. I WILL LEAVE A TABLE FOR MANY REASONS. SOMETIMES YOU GET TIRED OF THAT ONE IDIOT WHO KEEPS GOING ALL IN BEFORE AND AFTER THE FLOP. TONIGHT, I FOLDED 15 TIMES TO HIS ALL-IN, AND NOT ONCE, WHEN THERE WAS TABLE ACTION AFTER THE DUDES ALL-IN, DID I HAVE A WINNING HAND.

IT WAS AN EXTRAORDINARILY CRAPPY TABLE FOR ME, FOR THE EARLY STAGES BEFORE HE/SHE FINALLY LEFT THE TABLE. AFTER THAT, I PLAYED AT THAT SAME TABLE FOR MORE THAN AN HOUR. WENT FROM $17MIL DOWN TO $12 MIL, UP TO $45 MIL, DOWN TO $ 40 MIL, AND LEFT THE TABLE UP $23 MIL OVER MY ORIGINAL INVESTMENT.

NUMBER THREE: CHANGE UP YOUR PLAY NOW AND THEN. I DON’T DO THIS AS OFTEN AS I SHOULD, BECAUSE PLAYERS THAT KNOW HOW I PLAY GENERALLY LEAVE A TABLE WHEN I FIRST APPEAR. TO DO THIS, TO REALLY CHANGE UP YOUR PLAY, YOU MUST BE WILLING TO BLOW A BUNCH OF CHIPS ON BAD OR ERRATIC PLAY, PURPOSELY. WHEN I SENSE THAT I NEED TO DO THIS AT A TABLE, I WILL MAKE STUPID CALLS AND/OR BETS, THAT IS RIGHT OUT THERE FOR THE PLAYERS TO SEE.

AFTER RUNNING OUT OF CHIPS, I WILL CHIP UP AND REJOIN THE SAME TABLE. SOME OF THE OPPONENTS WILL THINK, “EASY PICKIN IDIOT IS BACK”. I’M BACK, BUT THIS TIME WITH $25MIL IN CHIPS, INSTEAD OF $17MIL, LIKE MY SACRIFICIAL INVESTMENT PREVIOUSLY.

ON YOUR COMEBACK, PLAY WITH PATIENCE. YOU WILL WIN A LARGER PERCENTAGE OF THE HANDS YOU DO PLAY AND LOSE FEWER. YOU WILL SEE HANDS THAT YOU DIDN’T PLAY, END UP BEING WINNERS, HAD YOU NOT FOLDED. THIS ESPECIALLY HAPPENS, AS AN EXAMPLE, WHEN I FOLD A 3-9 OFFSUIT AFTER A FLOP OF KING, KING, NINE THEN THE THREE AND NINE COME ON THE TURN AND RIVER, WHICH WOULD HAVE MADE ME A FULL-HOUSE, AGAINST MY OPPONENTS THREE KINGS.

YOUR GAME/PLAY ALSO DEPENDS ON THE TABLE STAKES. IF ALL YOUR OPPONENTS LIMP IN ON A SMALL STAKES TABLE, YOU CAN AFFORD TO TAKE RISKS THAT YOU WOULD NOT TAKE ON A HIGH-STAKES TABLE. I FREQUENTLY PLAY THE $500K – $1 MIL BLINDS WITH MORE CAUTION THEN ON A SMALL BLINDS TABLE. I MAY CALL THE TURN AND RIVER WITH A SMALL PAIR, WHEREAS ON A HIGHER STAKES TABLE I WOULD FOLD HOLDING A LOW PAIR UNLESS A THIRD CARD TO MY POCKET PAIR SHOW UP.

IN CONCLUSION, HAVE FUN, PLAY SMART, BET SMART, BE PATIENT, AND PURPOSELY MIX IT WITH STUPID PLAY EVERY NOW AND THEN. LET ME KNOW IF THESE POINTERS HELP YOU WITH YOUR GAME. REMEMBER IT’S A COMPUTER GAME.

Strain: Grand-Ma’sBellyButtonLint, harvested September 23rd, 2018
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Peace & Abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

I was about 4 and a half, maybe 5 years old, and our family was enjoying a week of camping and fishing up in the North Woods in Minnesota. Mom was very diligent about checking me for ticks maybe three or four times a day. She was good at seeking those little buggers out.

One night, just before going to sleep, I walked out of the tent, heading for the campfire where she was sitting with the other adults (three families) who were camping with us. “Mommy, I think I have a tick”, I said to her. She turned towards me as I was walking towards her and said, “Let’s take a look, where is it?”. It’s on my wee-wee I said.

Not wanting to pull my pajama bottoms and underwear down in front of the adults hanging out around our communal campfire, mommy and I walked back to our tent. We had one of those kerosene camping lanterns inside the tent, which she lit.

Pulling my PJ bottoms and underwear down, she spotted that tick right away. It must have recently latched on because it did not appear to be fat from my blood yet. Grabbing a liberal fingerful of Vaseline® Jelly from the jar in our tent, mommy smeared it on and all around the tick. Choke off the oxygen she said, as she had explained many times before.

Sure enough, after waiting for a few minutes, the tick backed out it’s fangs. Mommy gently picked that tick off. The usual end for a tick? Burning by lit cigarette tip. She turned off the camping lantern, kissed me good night and left the tent.

This was the first and last time I had the experience of a “tick” on my “dick”. It was not the first time I experienced erectile functionality. It was the first time I enjoyed a “hard-on” with the addition of Vaseline® Jelly on my penis. Mommy left most of it on my penis, because the tick bite itched.

Well, you guessed it. The spot where the tick had bit me itched, AND I had to rub it. The more I rubbed the itch, the harder I got. You know the “climax” to this short story.

Peace & Abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

Strain: Grand-Ma’sBellyButtonLint, harvested October 23rd, 2017

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STUDY WAR NO MORE!

I woke up this morning with a slightly elevated sense of satisfaction.  Did I accomplish something unusually gratifying in the past few days, like having an uncontrolled ejaculation whilst achieving  a hole in one on the Par 3, eighth hole at the Masters? No. Did I win the lottery? No, I’m still the same retired dude trying to survive on Social Security, and fighting the battle in my mind, like so many people with mental issues are doing. From the moment I woke up, I have had the feeling or sense that my life is worthy, and that I AM on the right track, at this time in my life., setting goals (however small or large they may be), and accomplishing them on a regular basis.

As a reminder, for those that follow my blog, I have had three strokes, the last one a Duesenberg, in July of 2015. I started writing and posting my blog in January 2016. I have repeatedly recommended “writing” as a therapy for depression, PTSD, Bi-Polar issues, and other debilitating conditions that hamper or decrease a persons overall well-being and feelings of self-worth, or lack there of.

Just like a really good bowel movement can sometimes feel very satisfying, what we accomplish in life, big or small, can give us a positive feeling about our lives. I once wrote (prestroke), “My life hasn’t been all THAT incredible……..except for all the INCREDIBLE things that HAVE happened in my life” – Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

Why do I sometimes feel wonderful after taking a good crap?  Four years ago, I suffered from a rather nasty case of Diverticulitis, which resulted in my having to undergo an Ostomy. I lived with that “Shit Bag” attached to my stomach for over two years. Almost died! Talk about depressing! Add that physical disability to any form of depression……IT STINKS, literally, ask the people behind me in line at the grocery store. Ostomy farts are the funniest however.  So when the wonderful doctors at the MAYO Clinic in Phoenix reversed the Ostomy, i.e., reattached my anus, I felt wonderful, so taking a really good dump is exhilarating for me sometimes.

Depression related procrastination isn’t really procrastination. It’s being so fucking depressed, you just don’t feel like doing ANYTHING…..at all. Except to eat, sleep, and have a good bowel movement. I can sometimes go weeks on end doing absolutely NOTHING. It’s not normal, or healthy, I know. So when I actually wake up the next day feeling better, or good, or great, I tend to psychoanalyze myself to try to determine what the trigger was for this positive mental change.

This time, it was actually going grocery shopping and some banking. I was very low on essentials, like food. After putting away all the groceries, I started writing an article for my blogs and for Facecrap. This article, can be viewed at:

https://tcsblog.net/2018/04/23/sicario/

Whatever your passion is, write about it. It exercises your brain, and obviously for me, is a wonderful therapy. You can live a better life. It doesn’t mean the Governor just granted you a Pardon. But understanding depression and it’s triggers is a Reprieve. Even if you are desperately counting down the seconds in your life, like a condemned person waiting for the executioner to pull the “switch”, with time ticking away, pick up a writing tablet and pen or pencil. Write about anything, write the next Great American Novel. Write about childhood memories. Write about your passion. It works for me, I got a reprieve. I know the battle isn’t over, but I’m taking the initiative to deal with things.

There is no “magic” pill (although Mary-Jane helps tremendously). Set goals and reach for them. There is time, use it to your benefit instead of sleeping all day, or staring at the boob-tube all day.

Oh yeah, one other thing. I have totally ridden my lifestyle of drinking ANY alcoholic beverages. I’m hooked on water. Try it.

Peace & abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

Strain: Grand-Ma’sBellyButtonLint, harvested October 23rd, 2017

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So much silence regarding the Palestinians who were killed by the apartheid zionists yesterday. The silence from the so-called “Christians” here in the USA is especially sickening, and it’s fucking Easter? Go on, do nothing about the real evil in this world. By the way, CHOKING on your fucking Easter Ham is called Karma

Peace & abide

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

https://www.facebook.com/socasusa/videos/1617269864977561/

When all is said and done (bombed) this particular portion of our evolution as a species will disappear in a fog of lies and CGI. If you do the research, you will determine for yourself that the real evil behind all this, is a military/industrial complex that has a history going back for well over 100 years now. Sure, it has developed a sophistication of sorts, along with mankind’s inventiveness (better bombs), but it’s still linked back to the past, beginning with colonial conquests hundreds of years ago, on thru to the greed of a handful of people today (they know who they are). Continue reading Our species is so (insert adjective here)

This is a reprint of the best farcebook post in it’s entirety:

The Palestine Project (farcebook page)

Ahed Tamimi’s father is proud of his daughter. He says she is a freedom fighter who, in the coming years, will lead the resistance to Israeli rule.

Full article by Bassem Tamimi, Palestinian activist.

This night too, like all the nights since dozens of soldiers raided our home in the middle of the night, my wife Nariman, my 16-year-old daughter Ahed and Ahed’s cousin Nur will spend behind bars. Although it is Ahed’s first arrest, she is no stranger to your prisons. My daughter has spent her whole life under the heavy shadow of the Israeli prison — from my lengthy incarcerations throughout her childhood, to the repeated arrests of her mother, brother and friends, to the covert-overt threat implied by your soldiers’ ongoing presence in our lives. So her own arrest was just a matter of time. An inevitable tragedy waiting to happen.

Several months ago, on a trip to South Africa, we screened for an audience a video documenting the struggle of our village, Nabi Saleh, against Israel’s forced rule. When the lights came back on, Ahed stood up to thank the people for their support. When she noticed that some of the audience members had tears in their eyes, she said to them:

“We may be victims of the Israeli regime, but we are just as proud of our choice to fight for our cause, despite the known cost. We knew where this path would lead us, but our identity, as a people and as individuals, is planted in the struggle, and draws its inspiration from there. Beyond the suffering and daily oppression of the prisoners, the wounded and the killed, we also know the tremendous power that comes from belonging to a resistance movement; the dedication, the love, the small sublime moments that come from the choice to shatter the invisible walls of passivity.  I don’t want to be perceived as a victim, and I won’t give their actions the power to define who I am and what I’ll be. I choose to decide for myself how you will see me. We don’t want you to support us because of some photogenic tears, but because we chose the struggle and our struggle is just. This is the only way that we’ll be able to stop crying one day.”

Months after that event in South Africa, when she challenged the soldiers, who were armed from head to toe, it wasn’t sudden anger at the grave wounding of 15-year-old Mohammed Tamimi not long before that, just meters away, that motivated her. Nor was it the provocation of those soldiers entering our home. No. These soldiers, or others who are identical in their action and their role, have been unwanted and uninvited guests in our home ever since Ahed was born. No. She stood there before them because this is our way, because freedom isn’t given as charity, and because despite the heavy price, we are ready to pay it.

My daughter is just 16 years old. In another world, in your world, her life would look completely different. In our world, Ahed is a representative of a new generation of our people, of young freedom fighters. This generation has to wage its struggle on two fronts. On the one hand, they have the duty, of course, to keep on challenging and fighting the Israeli colonialism into which they were born, until the day it collapses. On the other hand, they have to boldly face the political stagnation and degeneration that has spread among us. They have to become the living artery that will revive our revolution and bring it back from the death entailed in a growing culture of passivity that has arisen from decades of political inactivity.

Ahed is one of many young women who in the coming years will lead the resistance to Israeli rule. She is not interested in the spotlight currently being aimed at her due to her arrest, but in genuine change. She is not the product of one of the old parties or movements, and in her actions she is sending a message: In order to survive, we must candidly face our weaknesses and vanquish our fears.

In this situation, the greatest duty of me and my generation is to support her and to make way; to restrain ourselves and not to try to corrupt and imprison this young generation in the old culture and ideologies in which we grew up.

Ahed, no parent in the world yearns to see his daughter spending her days in a detention cell. However, Ahed, no one could be prouder than I am of you. You and your generation are courageous enough, at last, to win. Your actions and courage fill me with awe and bring tears to my eyes. But in accordance with your request, these are not tears of sadness or regret, but rather tears of struggle. My daughter, these are tears of struggle

Thank you Mr. Bassem Tamimi, you are a wise and good man. Thank you Ahed Tamimi, for your spirit, and for your courage. If I was a young man, I would come to your village to help. The best I can do is ask my readers to donate, if not through my donation page (100% goes to Ahed’s village and people), find an honest method to support the Palestinian cause.

Thanks to the “Internet” the people of Planet Earth are becoming more and more aware of what is going on even in the remote and forsaken parts of our world, our societies and cultures, our lives, and even in our minds. Want to find out more about the famines around the world? GOGGLE IT!  Want to learn more and actually DO something about the modern day genocides, as well as the historical genocides? GOOGLE IT!  Curious about what being “Bi-Polar” is all about?…….Wait for it……….GOOGLE IT!

The more information you find, on your own, the more you question, the wiser you will become. How you use that wisdom is up to you, just don’t ignore it.

KARMA is coming to the zionists!!

Peace and Abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

It is such a sad, horrible situation, that ANYONE would suffer, and die of starvation, while the rich get richer, as if no one cares. We DO care, and although we ALL feel hopeless to do anything other than to have our $10 “gift” to “help”, automatically deducted from our checking account, most people, the 99%, go through life either not caring, caring but doing nothing, or caring but doing something that never quite gets the job done, i.e., just how much of that $10 monthly automatically deducted donation actually makes a real difference in ending famines? One lousy fricking dollar people! The other $9 goes towards “administrative” costs and executive salaries.

We all share our opinions around the office water cooler, but opinions are just that. I truly believe that the world, the human species, is coming to a critically important “Fork in the Road”. Two roads we can choose from, one leads to what we all call the New World Order (NWO), with the Elite, top 1% of the top 1% in control of our lives, and I believe, ultimately, the extinction of the human species. The other road leads to Peace & Prosperity for all of mankind.

Wake up people, the elite/cabal have been the Master Puppeteers for decades and decades. While the masses are punching their time clocks of life, the elite have been sitting there deciding what should be added to our bowl of punch, i.e., what part of the military/industrial complex needs to be fine-tuned and greased for action, and where the next armed conflict needs to happen in order to continue to grow their already immense fortunes.

It’s easy for me to sit here on my couch saying, “It’s time for action”, it’s an almost impossible thing to accomplish. It’s not about politics. It’s not about what gods we worship. It IS about the future of the human race. It IS something that is not going to happen overnight. Let’s all agree from this day forward, to take the OTHER fork in the road for humanity.

Some of us are calling it, THE NEW AGE ORDER, (NAO). Let’s unite behind this “Cause” we all talk about, let’s combine ALL of our separate voices and energies and change the world, by taking the other fork in the road, for our children’s sake, for our great-great-great-great grandchildren’s sake.

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Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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THE NEW AGE ORDER

The following is the string of comments tonight (November 11, 2017) to a post of mine on FB.

Page: NWO FREEDOM FIGHTERS

 

Here’s my post and the comments that inspired me to write a story treatment which becomes a novel, six months after the MOVIE wins the OSCAR for “Best Picture in 2019. It will also be instrumental in bringing together, millions of people that share the same views regarding the defeat of the NEW WORLD ORDER (NWO), and CONSOLIDATING all of our independent efforts to do so.

Thomas C Saxe

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War is, and always has been, HELL. For those who were killed, for those who survived….Civilians AND soldiers. If you look at the reasons behind each war, WWI, WWII, Korean War, the Vietnam War (which we lost), and all the wars since Vietnam, you really get a sense of how fucked up war is. Beyond all the right reasons, there are also the wrong reasons. We are accustomed to saying, “Thank you for your service”. What if, instead of war, all those who have and are still, “Serving”, were part of a global “Army” to defeat Famine, Starvation. Sure there has always been some dictator to defeat, but what if we sent people to HELP people, instead of to KILL people? The Military/Industrial Complex got it’s start during WWI. When WWII came along, technology was advancing to the point where we could stop a war just by dropping a few A-Bombs. All the major shareholders of the war machine said to each other, “War is good for business”, so they kept it up, receiving our tax dollars, creating and deploying more sophisticated weapons. We the “People”, like sheep, just kept going to do our “Patriotic” duty Killing and being killed, dis-“Arming” and dis-“Legging” the so-called enemy as well as ourselves. We have become so indoctrinated, brain-washed if you will, that we have produced generations of war mongering sheep, ready to go to war for what ever reason we are told. Sure today we thank our veterans for their service. I think we need to ask ourselves WHY?…….and WHAT FOR? I think history will record the current history, and the past hundred years as a time when our species totally lost our minds, for the sake of a handful of billionaires who control our destiny. Why don’t we now build an “Army” that goes out into the world and “Serves” the real needs of people everywhere, building instead of destroying, bringing food to the starving, building infrastructure, saving lives instead of taking lives. War is hell. Give PEACE a chance.

 

Jim R Davis they tried to draft me and was even a wanted criminal who could not go to US.

Melanie Klinke and russian against afghanistan?Not exocst?

Chris Laufer Our founding fathers gave us the right to bear arms and humans have made significant improvements over the last 200 years they probably did’t think the Civil War, WW1, WW2 would happen.

Thomas C Saxe None of our wars were good wars, and yes, we have evolved. Certainly technology has evolved. Our species is coming to a cross-road. All I’m saying is we need to turn ourselves towards peace and charity, humility and forgiveness, reason instead of madness

Jim R Davis the war choice is what the NWO wants. Up your game people or its lights out.

Thomas C Saxe Jim R Davis That’s what has been going on since BEFORE WWI, and it’s the five families at the top that have profited the most from war. Forget the Forbes list, Gates has nothing compared to the secret ultra-rich

Thomas C Saxe the British Royal family is part of it

Jim R Davis old news is great for reference but how do we help now.

Thomas C Saxe Jim R Davis It’s starting to happen now, different anti-war groups, there’s even an Iraq War Vet Anti-War group. I think, the more that sore is exposed, the more people that not only understand the truth, and share the truth, the various “groups” will begin to join together. I think there will be continuous war in the middle east, I think Israel, who is part and parcel to every conflict in the middle east, will be subdued eventually. I’m not a communist or socialist, BUT, and it’s a BIG BUTT, I think capitalism, as we want it to be, is in it’s death throes. It’s all part of the evolution of our species, and our existence (and our planet}. I am what they call, a “Futurist”. I wonder and write about our evolution as a species, and where and what we will be 500 years from now

Thomas C Saxe tcsblog.net

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And the Oscar goes to…….

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Jim R Davis actually the whole planet is headed for a giant furball. the US tried to send me to war one time and i have no use for governments that take payoffs and orders from the corporate billionaires that think they own the place cuz they can print money and we can’t. Unfortunately for them yes we are waking up and for the first time in 30 years i finally do find people that know the truth thanks to internet. now if we can stop the co2 scam costing billions for junk proven obsolete in the 70s i will be happy .

Thomas C Saxe Jim R Davis Like-Minded people are going to unite, and it begins with communication like this

Thomas C Saxe Jim R Davis The International Tabernacle of Abiding Dudeism, obviously, this organization with $3Billion in backing from some DotCom dude, would have to operate as a “Religion” to hide from the CIA types…A new language, spoken AND written, and the best communication equipment in the world….STARTING TO SOUND LIKE A MOVIE, GOTTA COPY THIS SHIT DOWN…Hahahahahaa

So, anyway, that’s how I originally got this idea for this story “Treatment” which eventually will be the NOVEL that came out six months AFTER the MOVIE version wins the Oscar for Best Picture.  Hahahahahahaha

In the beginning, there was FACEBOOK….FB became the tool which allowed people to communicate with one another, throughout the world. After seeing the horrendous things taking place around the world, the wars in the Middle East, the persecution of the Palestine people by Israel, the election of Donald Trump, like-minded people began to communicate the urgent need to give control back to the people, and to defeat the NWO.

Several different groups, 8 groups actually, allied their efforts together to form one large, coordinated group of people to deliver a solution to the problem. The solution you ask? As menacing and disturbing as it sounds, again inspired by someone’s post asking the question, “Maybe we should get rid of the entire Rothschild Family”. I think I responded originally by suggesting (commenting) that the top five families of wealth globally might be better.

The International Tabernacle of Abiding Dudeism, obviously, this organization with $3 Billion in backing from some DotCom dude, would have to operate as a “Religion” to hide from the CIA types…A new language, spoken AND written, and the best communication equipment in the world….STARTING TO SOUND LIKE A MOVIE, GOTTA COPY THIS SHIT DOWN…Hahahahahaa 

So, anyway, as the story goes. 

Very quickly the eight groups combine their resources and voices, and become a unified group under the name “The International Tabernacle of Abiding Dudeism” (ITAD) (incorporated in the State of Nevada, with headquarters in Las Vegas), with each of the eight original groups still maintaining it’s own name, logo and personality. To join ITAD, click here, open in new tab    https://www.facebook.com/groups/129539357641364/

Anyone believing in the Manifesto or “Articles of Belief), can join regardless of their religious beliefs. In other words, you can be a Christian, a Jew, a Muslim or a Buddhist…….Or an Atheist or Agnostic. It doesn’t matter who your God is, as long as you agree with the basic principals/beliefs of “The International Tabernacle of Abiding Dudeism” (ITAD). The initial Board of Directors or “Founding Fathers” will write the ITAD Constitution or Articles of Belief, whatever they decide to call it.

The first and foremost belief is that there ARE a handful of “Families” that control the real wealth of the world, beginning with the entire Rothschild Family. The second Article of Belief is that these families have been planning and is still in the midst of creating a New World Order. New World Order is defined as………DO YOUR OWN RESEARCH, YOU EITHER BELIEVE IT OR YOU DON’T….. The ITAD Board of Directors decides who is on the list, how many families, how many people will be “invited” to live on the ITAD Island.

Fortunately, a nice DOTCOM dude from Silicon Valley becomes a member and donates three (3) Billion Dollars. The groups first mission is the creation of a new written and spoken language that cannot be broken.  “The International Tabernacle of Abiding Dudeism” is created and incorporated as a “Non-Profit” institution in Las Vegas, Nevada.

The original eight groups start with just over 500,000 people, from all walks of life, from 14 countries, mostly via Facebook, but 80% in the USA, Canada and Mexico. With the influx of already established “Militias” along with thousands of people joining every day, total ITAD membership quickly grows to two and a half million members. Meetings are held in 32 cities throughout the North American continent, and in fifteen other international cities around the world. In the USA, the twenty-six cities are split into six regions. Canada has three regions and Mexico has three regions.

Almost overnight, six major satellite operational bases are set up all over the world. Being well financed, “The TAD” as we call ITAD has set up the most sophisticated communication system in the world, along with the best trained and best equipped private security force in the world. You have done your research, all members are in agreement on a manifesto describing the Purpose and Goals of the existence of “The Tab”.  In effect, we have created a new “Shadow” government, planning in the background, and eventually “Executing” it’s “Plan of Operation”…. POO? Hahahahahahaha. Had to add a little humor right there. A new Language/Computer Algorithm is created for secure communications. It cannot be hacked.

Think about it. What we ALL think about isn’t so much the overthrow of our various governments, since we are all educated in this NWO subject, we know we have to get “Rid” of certain families of people who are at the top, pulling all the strings on the various “Puppets”. Some have suggested literally killing these people. My vote would be to put them all on an island. Let them govern themselves. Let them learn how to plant crops, dig ditches, feed the chickens. Of course they have no weapons, and no means of escape. No guards, just a continual monitoring by drone helicopters.

The planning and execution of the world wide coup and the resulting “New Age” on our planet will give the movie audience hope for the future, and inspiration to actually join and get involved. Obviously there is a trailer at the end of the movie, before the “credits” that explains how to join “TAD” and get involved. Notice I said “New Age”, not New World Order (NWO).

I think once you get the original Billionaire to join and invest, he/she will convince others to join and invest. Very rapidly the “Bank” of the church controls over $300 Billion dollars, all over the world (and the largest single entity holding of GOLD in an unknown location).

“Collection Teams”. The Collection Teams are created for one purpose, which is to simultaneously pick up and escort the “Guests” to the “Island”. Most of the “Guests” actually think they are going on a vacation or some other outing. The “Guests” that take a little more convincing, are “Darted” with a Cannabis Dart (insert link to my Cannabis George page) and immediately subdued and escorted to the Collection Vehicle, which could be a Rolls Royce or a Greyhound Bus or a Tel Aviv Taxi. Brouhaha

The ITAD (The International Tabernacle of Abiding Dudeism)  Island is several square miles, large enough to accommodate 5,000 guests or so. Fortunately, the original population is around 200 or so. Self-sustaining, the guests grow their own food, they govern themselves. They learn how to plant crops, dig ditches, feed the chickens, etceteras. Of course they have no weapons, and no means of escape. No guards, just a continual monitoring by drone helicopters. Life for these guests really is quite simple and a  Shangri-La in and of itself. So I really don’t think of it as punishment, I see it as a re-distribution of their wealth. Hahahahahahaa.

Instead of just talking about it, let’s do something about it. Go to my FB Group   https://www.facebook.com/groups/129539357641364/

First thing to do is expand membership and form a Board of Directors

Anyone interested in helping with this effort, please contact me

We need dedicated people for the “Board of Directors”

Anyone interested in taking up an active role, like becoming a Board Member, Administrator, Fund Raiser, Member of the Advisory Board, IT Consultant, or whatever, please let us know. Thanks!

People of all ethnicity, religious backgrounds, and identities are welcome to join ITAD, just leave your own religious thoughts and beliefs at the door. ITAD is NOT a RELIGION. No matter what you believe, you are welcome to it as long as you leave it at the door when you walk in. The ONLY philosophy we agree upon is the “Golden Rule”. We disagree and abhor any and all systems of governing that we consider to be APARTHEID, which includes Zionism (which is NOT Judaism).

The website has to appear to strangers, as a wacky way out there in outerspace cult-like religion.  Shall we allow the public to access the website? I don’t think so….But just in case someone unwanted gets through, we will look like a cult to them.  Vetted members only which will be in the millions.

Same as the Local, Regional and International meetings will appear to accidental visitors as some wacky way out there in outerspace worship service, with gold calf or some other wacky object. Gold TOAD! Hahahahahahaha. 

The Gold Toad got eaten by the Gold Lion

When a person reaches our website, they are asked for a code (key if you will) to open the front double doors of the Tabernacle. After the proper code is entered, a cartoon version of that thing we used to do with our hands when we were kids, “This is the Church, This is the Steeple, Open the Doors, See all the people”……Then they have entered the website, which will be an animation of walking down the center aisle of the “Church”. The website will have regional mailboxes for the distribution of messages, etceteras, maybe 12 mailboxes to cover the 12 regions on the planet?

Politics, the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of it all, is just a weaponized tool of the Elite NWO. Our species, THIS planet, has not had a day without war for over 2,500 years. THINK about it. – Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

To join ITAD, click here, open in new tab    https://www.facebook.com/groups/129539357641364/

To go to FB page for NWO Freedom Fighters, click here, open in new tab  https://www.facebook.com/groups/1397301420532115/

CONSOLIDATE! CONSOLIDATE! CONSOLIDATE! Let’s consolidate our efforts on FB and other platforms and get OFF of Facecrap

Reminder, the sole purpose of ITAD is for camouflage and secure communication

ITAD email address:  intltabernacleofabidingdudeism@gmail.com

NOTICE: After trying about a dozen or so different iterations, we now have secured a domain name.

itad-usa.org 

REPLACEMENT WEBSITE IS: itad-nao.com

Thanks

 

 

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD (Tom)

 

 

 

 

Recent comment on FB:

Raijin Sanada Pt. 2 of Being Manipulated, Controlled, Brainwashed, Indoctrinated and Corrupted:
Well Fox News is owned by George Soros and Viacom Mega Conglomerate owns CNN if you do not know about it. He watches with his elite Jesuits in Gleefully Happiness while stupid humans brutally assault, torture, kill each other over stupid crap such as Religion, Politics, Technology, Creationism, Science, Mysticism, Race, Wealth etc… While they get away separating Tribes pitting Mother against Father creating Various issues so the dad become Alcoholic mess beats the living crap out of his Beloved Wife due to Frustration and Hopelessness. She become a member of Feminist Terrorist and children some of the Women become Nuns and the boys become Priest both are Raped in Churches by Pastors and Popes practice of The Talmud Tradition or by Relatives and Colleagues, they become just as ignorant and Apathetic as the Parents due to the Receiving End of the Constant Bullying from School Abuse at Home are more susceptible to Addiction, Crime, Gangs, Drugs, Abductions, Splinter Cell, Military career and Manipulation, Control instead of Living, Loving Unconditionally. Growing with them become Desperate enough in order to Provide for his Family, the Female Nurtures, Backbone, while the Male is Pillars, the Main Provider both are Foundations NEEDED to CREATE the Blueprints which are the Youth All Tribe are Defenders and Protectors like the Pride of the Lions or the Reclusive Social Packs of the Wolves. Our Children are Sacrificed they drink the blood of Virgins, Cops murder or Imprison our Youth for false charges so they can Complete their Quota for the Month and makes it easier to collect Dead Bodies for Big Pharmaceutical funded Hospitals Soldiers contribute to Harvesting Organs from freshly deceased Vessels. They have infinite supply of blood and Vast Quantities of Human Remains from that and Volunteers are tricked into eating Carcinogenic foods available affordable such as Donuts, students have no other Options available so they renewing their blood by acquiring books from Jesuit Foundations because the cost of Higher Learning in College or Universities at Blood Donation Centers “To Help out in Cancer and Medicine Research Facilities” where they kill their Patients with Chemotherapy designed to Spread out Cancer Cells to working Organs, Muscle, and Skeletal Systems! Protect yer Loved Ones by NOT splitting up the TRIBES and VILLAGES.

 

More to come

 

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I have been a really huge fan of yours for more than 50 years. It’s amazing that I’m still alive, and more amazing that you dudes are still alive, together and PERFORMING. Back in the mid-sixties, there were a lot of Beatles fans, and then there were the Stones fans. The Beatles fans in High School were the Jocks and the prissy girls, and us Stoners were the bad ass motherfuckers. Your music has been, and still is, “timeless” for me as well as for millions of other fans. Continue reading Letter to the Rolling Stones

What Trump said today to the visiting children of the journalists is absolute proof that President Trump is SENILE!

If he’s not SENILE, then perhaps he is certifiable, absolutely, fuckin’ CRAZY!!!

Click on the below link and listen for yourselves. Image by: AP Photo/Pablo Martinez Monsivais Continue reading What Trump said today to the visiting children of the journalists

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My neighbor Chuck is a really cool guy that sometimes laughs at my jokes. Chuck is 82 years old, sharp wit and mind, physically having some issues. When I first moved in here, five years ago or so, Chuck sat on my porch for a bit and shared his scrapbook, which he’s been keeping for probably 50 years or so. The scrapbook, with autographed photos, not just from Marilyn, but from dudes like Joe DiMaggio. Continue reading Marilyn Monroe and my neighbor, “Chuck”