I pushed myself yesterday… TRV

The issue with getting old is that we do not want to admit that we are getting old…

My body is telling me that I am getting older everyday, but still we must push ourselves once in awhile. For you never do anything but rot, if you stagnate and hide from life and her attempts at silencing you…

Yesterday, I was checking out at the groceries and the young lady cashiering, asked without looking up, “Are you a pensioner?”

I was packing the bag with bought items and she looked at me…

Then without even having to answer her, she said “Oh… Yes!”

Then pushed the discount button for pensioners…

Don’t get me wrong, it is nice to get around 10% discount, but as I am walking the long road home. I was thinking about how, I know longer even need to answer such questions. One look and the answer is apparent. That is the part that makes you think…

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I walked in a snowstorm of magnificent proportions yesterday.

The wind was reaching 40 kph and visibility was at best 5 to 10 feet. I knew my way and knew my foot was secure, but it was slow and rough. I also can do lots of thinking, as I walk. When you are surrounded by a blanket of deep snow, thinking is easy and comforting…

I thought about all the triumphs that I accomplished when young and how I thought that these goals and barriers overcome where important. I walked and thought, as the snow piled up and it looked as if I might be in trouble. For I found myself pushing through drifts of two to three feet deep and once again, they were endless in number…

So, as I always do, I took one step at a time. That is life, but still I was askance feeling about being readily accepted as a pensioner, and yes I am a pensioner in Russia. Still a full year or so to go in America, but in Russia yes…

I made it to our dam of the lake and stood trying to see the Tiny Russia Village. Impossible was the term used for such a act in such a storm. I needed that sight of the Tiny Russian Village to up the spirits and make the last third of the trip easier. So, I just stood there and allowed the wind and snow to blow around me and took a drink of water. I adjusted the backpack and grabbed the two huge water bottles I had bought (Sveta is coming, no water at village and I want her to have good water!) and was ready to fight my way to home…

Then as I stood there and could see nothing but a wall of white, the wind stopped. I mean it simply stopped blowing…

I sat the water bottles down and looked around in amazement. Then it got lighter and lighter. Then as if God wanted me to see the Tiny Russian Village, the clouds broke, just like that. Broke open and the sun came out. This all happened within a few minutes of time, as I stood on the dam of the lake…

I was wet, my gloves were soaked, my coat was soaked, my pants were soaked and water ran off my nose in a rivulet.Then I felt it…

The sun and her warmth, the dark clothing I had on absorbed the sun rays instantly and within a few minutes, I warmed up. I stood there facing the sun and never in my life was there a more wonderful moment than that. The bank of dark clouds moved away and I looked around in the beauty of the sunlight…

The snow was boot deep, about two feet at this spot and powdery fine. It was about -2 degrees and the world had become crystal clear and pure clean white. I decided to stand there a few more minutes and take in all around me. The world was silent and beautiful. I looked at the Tiny Russian Village and smiled…. For that is a place dear to my heart…

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Then I realized the real meaning of life…

I finally found the answer to the question I always ask myself. Life is not money, not youth, not elder, not gold, not war, not hate, not love, not sports, not cell phones, not vacations and not a million other things, things that we gather and scrounge all our lives for. Life is not readily found and definitely not there for the taking and life is not a puzzle that must be put together…

Life is simply nature and once we embrace that aspect of life, we see that nature supplies what is needed…

Sometimes we have to overcome what nature throws at us. Sometimes nature sends us to our graves early, but life is purely all in our heads and what we do with what we are given so freely by nature. God may have molded some aspects of our life on this planet, but life is solely up to Mother Nature. We are animals, animals with additions to our genetics that allow us to be preceptive about things beyond most animals, but we are animals and we should never forget that…

I realized that there is a power stronger and or equal to God on our planet. The same with all planets like ours. God is limited to what is here available and he does miracles with what is here. But everything is up to the Earth and until we learn to accept that and embrace that. We will never find God and or never find life…. God is Nature and Nature is God…. Neither is fulfilled without the other…

Life is Earth and God only accepted what Earth had and tilled the soil correctly to get what we have on this planet. As in a snowflake and or a fingerprint, no two planets are alike and thus, no two planets can have the same type of entities on it…

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I realized how finally balanced our world is…

I walked home and thought about how just the tilt of the planet as it revolves around the sun we call Sol, effects our earth. I realized that the balance of our orbit is so precise that if we were just a fraction closer to the sun, or a fraction farther from the sun, we would not be here. Say what you want, but when the earth tilt changes and winter sets in, imagine if we moved a million miles farther way from the sun, imagine how much colder our earth would be…. I just walked within nature and have personally witnessed the fury and the calm. All within a few minutes, all nature and all beautiful…

We live in a very narrow band of existence. Our lives are within that band of livability. When you look at that balance, you realize that you are seeing perfect at work. Perfection beyond our comprehension…

Take it how you want to take it. Be superior and feel like the king of the world. Think that all others on this planet are below you, but the fact is, we are selfish, the most selfish creatures on Earth…

Life is Earth and God; For without one there would not be the other…

WtR

Sunday the last day of Maslenitsa is called “Forgiveness Sunday”.

On Sunday the last day of Maslenitsa is called “Forgiveness Sunday”. On this day, you should apologize to all relatives and friends for all the resentment, thus relieved of their sins before Lent. Also on the last day of Pancake week, you burn a man of straw – the symbol of winter. The ashes of the man of straw fly all over the fields – for a rich summer harvest.”

Very important day during Maslenitsa…

WtR

Read an Old Book…

I have said before on this blog about reading books. I have said to read and read and read. Several years ago I discovered reading again and have found it the most perfect way to see the world through many eyes. I have also discovered as to how much long term propaganda has been around. It is amazing and for someone like me who is able to see the trees for the forest, I can enjoy all media and not allow myself to fall into the reality or lack of reality trap…

Gutenberg books is a place that allows for free to download old out of copyright books. Many of these are classics and many are written late 1800’s to the early 1900’s…

http://www.gutenberg.org/

This site is truly a godsend for seeing the way the eyes, mind and souls looked at the future. I am a science fiction fan and have literally been amazed at how much truth and how much they did not and or could not fathom, in changes our world would see. It really is fantastic and the ideas presented in these books about our future are for the most part, lacking, technology advances, accurate in all aspects…

But an area that has not changed and looks like it will not change, is the villain and from whence he came…

99% of the time that villain’s Slavic (chiefly Russians, Ukrainians, and Belorussians) and they are the most evil, dastardly and well funded demons the earth can imagine, Especially within that time frame….. And even within our modern time frame, these Slavs are beyond imagination and abilities. But then as now, Americans, with an occasional friendly help from Great Britain overcome any and all obstacles. Be it a magnetic ray that sends the earth plummeting into the sun and or a spaceship so advanced that we have nothing like it. But! We soon have, because we are America…. And because we are Gods chosen people, we overcome the evil that lurks within all hearts of every Slav alive…

One area of great concern was the Bolshevik era in Russia. This was an exceedingly predominant area of concern for writers. The poor Slavs under the thumb of the most sickening and evil Bolsheviks, was a serious concern and America has to save these peasants from certain death and degradation…

Occasionally a German popped up and he was as nasty as they come, but almost always even the German was funded by a Russian…. Damn them Russians…. An important thing that came across was that the evil Russian, was never killed. It was believed he was dead, but he always came back in the next book. This evil Russian driven by his hate for democracy, capitalism and just everything in general about the perfect country called America. Was never satisfied to kill millions and millions of people in America, he wanted to genocide Americans and rule the world. The only thing that stood in his way, was America and once America was gone, he could rule the world with ease…

The really interesting thing about the books; The plot was about a country called Russia and we Americans were the moral side of the world. The story writers would be aghast at what has happened to the world. These people wrote about a country that always stood for good and helped all who needed it, even when the others could not agree to help to even save the world. America would time and time save the world, even when the world was at odds with each other…

During that hundred years since these books were written, things have reversed and now America has become the exact thing that we wrote so vehemently about…. Russia…

Thousands and thousands and thousands of books with this theme as an underline to its plot…

This extended heavily with in such famous publications as Astounding Science Fiction books to a typical full length novel and at that time just 10 to 20 cents bought tons of reading for the pleasure of being propagandized constantly. This is even prevalent with in the teenage series of books such as Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew, from the start of the 1930’s…

Every book literally sends a message. The evil was Russia and the American people stood together and shook their fists at the evil, even when millions were dying and I just read one book; An America child raised his fist in his last death gasp, he looked at the deadly Russian flying machine and defiantly shook his fist at the machine. Then in the ways of evil Russians and only by God does an evil Russian know why! The Russian pilot staffed the young American child defying him to his last breath, with rounds of some wicked weapon of destruction. The child would be shredded and still have his fist raised in defiance…

Tough kid…

This is a common theme amongst the books…. as people stood their ground and died with dignity…

Hard to imagine the America now being that defiant against anything but having their iPhone taken away…

The message I am telling is this…

We have been invaded by our own selves for the life of our young country. I can read for myself the propaganda in all its glory from the yesterdays of our writers. These men and woman wrote what was expected and asked of them. Most of these works are series of books, all cheap and all propaganda. Even some of these writings have carried on into the modern times, such as Hardy Boys, for example… Nothing has changed, except…

We have moved basically from a media that you have to have abilities to read, to a media that allows eye candy to infiltrate the soul…. A media that takes no imagination and no abilities needed to watch and enjoy and indoctrinate…. God Bless Hollywood… 🙁

In over a hundred years of media…

It is all at your fingertips. Media in book, magazine and now movie form and there for you to read, absorb and watch. One hundred years plus of constant, “Russia did it!”

Does that sound familiar? We live a life of nothing but, Russia Did It!” and sometimes North Korea, China, Germany and of course we had a few years of Middle east demons wanting to take our country away…

Being on the outside…

I am glad I am on the outside of America. Looking in at America is scary and sad at the same time. But I am glad that I escaped from such a mess. Yesterday was Defenders of the Fathers Day. It was a holiday for military guys. Since I am military, I was invited to Vova’s and he had a party going. It is a big holiday in Russia and they are all off today also…

I had an interesting question asked of me…

Why do Americans hate Russians so much?

This morning I realized why we hate Russians!

Our (Western) media is awash with a constant stream of, “Hate Russia, Hate Russia!”

Sorry, you have been mislead about Russia… And yes propaganda is just not an American issue. But America is #1 in propaganda…

WtR

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, who has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home (&) Honestly, I have no idea how much to ask for, but is a gift of even $1 something you'd be able to consider, to help keep Windows to Russia online in a Tiny Russian Village?