New Hawk (s) at the little pond and sipping coffee…

The white hawk moved out against his will as the momma eagle struck from above and now we have a new or as I found out later, two new occupants. I assume that they are building a nest somewhere nearby and we will have baby hawks around the place. I have no idea what kind they are, as I only got a good look and into the sun at that, of one of them. The other was sneaky and I never saw it fly or move, just caught it next to the one hunting in a few pictures. Though, with the sun in my eyes, it was hard to see anyway…

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Yesterday, Boza and I walked to an area that we have never been. It was the separation dam side of the lake, with the lake next to it and it use to have an old road that disappeared into the woods. We walked and walked because we were looking for why the guys at the fish guard and fish feed shack always went over that way by boat. Sveta says they check for fishermen, but I know no one fishes (except they themselves) and they do know that too. Thus, we walked and saw new territory for us…

Oak trees as big around as elephants and pines towering till they touch the clouds…

Then I found what the guys were doing; they knew about a wild raspberry patch about an acre in size and next to it a patch of wild strawberries just as big. Both fields cleaned thoroughly and I can see by the trails, only the fish guys know about this place. I found where they brought the boat up to the shore and their path straight to the loot…

Therefore, Boza has promised and we are going to keep our mouth shut about the actual location and next year, we will munch even more yummy fruit. Maybe we will show Sveta where it is?

We are rotten…

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No images of the walks such as above, Boza will not carry the big camera for me and I just can not. For I will destroy it and I know that. When Boza and I walk we are on the side of cliffs, sand dunes and many other interesting places, but they all require my balance, which is poor anymore and my walking stick is a necessity. It has saved me many times and I have to use it when on rough territory areas…

I found a camera and alas it only can be purchased by internet and Moscow for delivery. Maybe when I go back for a month in November, I can do something about it. Maybe?

It is one thing carrying a camera to bird watch and sit still with it and another whole thingy when walking on the edge of a sand dune cliff above the water…

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The yard is still half full of monster baby birds, just not as many. This morning the ones that refuse to fly away, are still being fed. Kinda like people on welfare, but nature has its way and I promise that soon, even these moochers will be off of welfare and on their own. I watch them eat worms, berries, bugs and other goodies, when mom and dad are not looking, but they still want and demand the hard work of their parents… (Could be government giving handouts also!) That will be me next year as I build a bird feeder and bird nests… 🙂

Sounds familiar in this world…

I have to give the sparrows credit, born after the song thrushes, they are feeding in a huge cloud of hungry birds as they look for food, but they get their own food and as a group community. Really kinda cool to watch…

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coffee of lifeI guess I will end this post, for I have much to do and never enough time to do it in. The sun is shining, it is 15 degrees Celsius, no rain forecast for days and work to be done. For winter is coming fast…

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Forgot to take my pills and other Coffee thoughts…

Today is get back on track day…

Dropped Sveta off late last night to the train station and by the time I got home to the village, I was so tired, I forgot to take my pills. This morning as I struggled to get up and things were messed up, in and out of body. I sipped two cups of coffee, walked the dog, wrote a small article and took my morning pills. Now an hour later, life is back on track and going good. My heart is acting happy, my brain is as good as it will ever get (?) and the monster birds are all over the yard; in fact one just smacked into the window in front of me as I am writing and I had to go out to see if it was okay? It is and after a few moments of drunk stumbling, it squawked at me, as if it was my fault and went to get a worm somewhere…

So it is wind the clock, feed the dog, feed myself, write posts, clean dishes, sweep the floor, gather water and twenty other things. Then at one point I will read, most likely while it rains today. For reading is very important and I have a good sci-fi book I am working on…

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The female eagle is very active right now and I saw an interesting thing yesterday when Sveta and I was walking. The male and female were flying together over the lake, then the male started to scold the female and in a second flat, after his scolding, she bee-lined straight back to the nest. I mean she took off and did not swoop around, she just bee-lined back. Fast…

The male tried to fish and while he did catch a big fish, I guess he was doing the catch and release program; for he dropped the fish back in the water. Then he swooped away in lazy circles and disappeared out of sight…

The interesting thing is that he, who is much smaller than the female, really scolded her and she took right off. For if you remember the other day, she destroyed a huge hawk, almost as big as her husband and made it look easy. I hope for his sake that it was an emergency at the nest, for he could get his butt kicked by this girl…

For you know; he even dropped the fish…

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In the next few days, I am going to start fencing the back of our land. Sveta helped me and we cleared a big mess of cherry trees, terrible cherries and I have it lined out to dig and install several new posts and and will get 80 meters of fence installed. That way Boza can stay in the yard, when I go to town and guard the yard, as he can not get out at that point. I just worry that he will decide to check out something and while that is okay, he is not a street dog and will get possibly hit by a car. He just does not understand cars and such…

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Sveta says this is a good image and I need to post it, so I will post it. ???

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She said something about, her guys, working on the car, how wonderful, Boza with daddy, boys doing what boys do, and a bunch of other stuff… 🙂

Oh and yes, I have rebuilt the right mudflap, I did the left one last year…

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sammy the volgaSammy the Volga is in excellent shape, well if you exclude the body rust. The drive line is solid (knock on wood,) and ready for the winter. I am staying here all winter, after a month back in Moscow during the October and November time frame. I have to leave Russia for a few days and go to Estonia to do some business, then Sveta and I will do some final pre-Winter gathering of supplies. I want to get a rototiller for one thing. Next year the garden is going to be big…

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See, fence today; first 20 meters…

It is time to make the village home a permanent home also…

This winter I will evaluate what is needed to make the home more comfortable for Sveta. Insulation in the attic, indoor sink and hot water heater, is fireplace good enough (?), etc etc etc…

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Sveta’s visit was wonderful, just what Boza and I needed to keep us happy. It will most likely be two months or so before she comes back, she is talking about spending time with her mother and going on a vacation to her son’s wife’s family and learning to ride horses. She also has a new bicycle and wants to take a excursion ride with a group to see the countryside around Moscow. I support her in whatever she does and hope she does everything she desires. Believe me, I am in heaven rebuilding the village farm area and that means, I am getting ready to rebuild the chicken coop and get the back area ready for at least a goat or two. Nothing, I mean nothing is better than goat’s milk to drink or use in coffee and I am dreaming right now of coffee with goats milk as the creamer… 🙂

I think I will go put up some fence today…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

The Raven Brigade…

I call it; Kissing Ravens...
I call it; Kissing Ravens…

This is Ma and Pa Raven. They have a bunch of kids 8 to 10 to be exact. The kids are almost grown and Ma and Pa stay away from the kids. The kids have become what I call the Raven Brigade…

This morning while Boza and I walked we were feeling kinda down in the dumps. We dropped Sveta off at the train station and off she left us to our bachelorhood again. Two guys left to their own devices and no one to keep an eye on them and corral them from the trouble they will get into… 🙂

Well as we walked and thought to ourselves how terrible life was; along came the Raven Brigade…

Ma and Pa sat in there special tree and kissed and hugged as they seem to do best now and out over the pine forest comes the children. There is a leader of the pack and it barks orders; as it makes sharp caw noises, the rest turn in unison and he leads them in a back and forth pattern all over the fields…

Then after a few minutes of watching the Raven Brigade; Boza and I looked at each other and smiled. Or I smiled and Boza just looked. It was right then that we realized that everything was okay and life was fantastic; for who in the world could be down in the dumps, when the Raven Brigade is training in your fields, the sun is shining and life is sweet?

cup of steaming coffeeIt would be sweeter with our Sveta, but it is pretty damn good and Boza and I have tons of stuff to do…

So lets get going…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Sisoy a small village near our tiny village…

20150721_132430We needed to go a pay the electrical bill, but they were closed (Post Office.) Therefore today we will go back and pay instead. Sveta took an image of the hours sign, for we never know in the past if they are ever open. Typical Russians, open when you feel like and never open when life has better things to do. Well, they say they should be closed yesterday and they were. Now lets see about today, Wednesday…

The village is called Sisoy, just as it looks and sounds; Si-soy… (no vowel usage.)

The church is just an old village home, as per many village done the same way, but the brick foundation in front of it, is the original church and they will hopefully rebuild that church one day. They will do the same thing to our destroyed church one day…

The images of the village homes do not do justice to how beautiful they are, for it was a very rainy and cloudy day. Thus as much of the village, the homes are in great shape and it is a prosperous village as you can tell, thousand homes like these…

The last image is my favorite; Russians do what it takes to get the job done, just like we use to do on the farms. You do what you have to and in this case, grab a bunch of neighbors and tip the LADA Niva on its side, then fix it when you can…

Oh! Do not worry about the lawsuits in Russia, for when it falls and kills three or four neighbors? That is just tuff stuff and part of life… 🙂

That my folks is why I just love Russia with all my heart…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

Neoliberal American Capitalism Rocks On!

But Does Anyone Hear Pope Francis?

by John Stanton

Though not explicitly stated, America’s most powerful instrument of national power is Capitalism. The pistons that power Neoliberal American Capitalism are: Diplomacy, Information, Military, Economic, Financial, Law Enforcement, Intelligence and Human Capital/People. The clearest exposition of the instruments of national power on record can be found in the US Army’s 2008 Special Operations Forces Unconventional Warfare Manual.

No assessment of American political, economic, international, cultural or military strategy/action can be stamped “legitimate” without reference to and understanding of these Olympian tools of power that America’s leaders have at their disposal. Combined they are the elements that form the spear and its tip that is Neoliberal American Capitalism.

Iran’s recent agreement with the Capitalized world would not have been possible without US leadership: That unseen collective of America’s elite (representing all the interests of the instruments of national power) that seems to have finally understood how to calibrate America’s instruments of national power to secure the nation’s own interests and not those of Saudi Arabia and Israel.

More importantly, the Iran and Cuba deals represent only a small chunk of viral code in the larger American software program that seeks to undermine Russia’s regional power and China’s global designs. Neoliberal American Capitalism’s addiction for markets and profit, or simply the sport of destabilizing countries, needs a constant fix. Drama aside, the BRICS, and their bank pose an economic and financial threat to American national power.

With Iran (and Cuba) now willingly, and with a sense of urgency, opening their economies and cultures to Neoliberal American Capitalism, President Obama has, at last, a worthy legacy which consigns two of the remnants of American Cold War Capitalism to the grave and alters the geopolitical landscape in America’s favor.

How can one not applaud and give credit to Obama and his Secretary of State John Kerry?

And Obama has been gracious in his diplomatic victory. Russia’s role in facilitating the successful Iran agreement was acknowledged as critical despite the Pentagon’s saber rattling (score one for the civil in civil-military relations). According to NBC News, “President Barack Obama telephoned Russian President Vladimir Putin …to thank him for his part in the recent nuclear deal with Iran, the White House said. The President thanked President Putin for Russia’s important role in achieving this milestone, the culmination of nearly 20 months of intense negotiations, the White House said in a statement. It added that Obama and Putin agreed to remain in close touch as the Iran deal is implemented and would work together to reduce tensions in the Middle East, particularly in Syria. Russia was one of the six major powers that negotiated the deal reached with Iran on Tuesday in Vienna. The others were the United States, Germany, the European Union, China, Britain and France.”

Powerful forces in the USA/Israel and Iran would have gleefully sent generations of American and Iranian youth to their deaths had President Obama not “gone to the hoop” for an Iran deal. So now

it’s time for the knuckle-draggers in Iran, Israel and the USA to cause general nausea by appearing in print and electronic media drunk on the noxious brew that leads them to oppose Iran deal. They will be joined by conspiracy mongers at the ready to yell “False Flag Operation!” “The circus is in town folks! In this ring the presidential contenders. Over in that ring the knuckle-heads and the conspiracy loons.” The mainstream media will keep the circus alive until having run out of angles, it is forced to read sentences backwards.

Guns and Roses

So it has come to pass that Capitalism—the freedom to buy and sell goods, services, souls and the environment—was essentially the foundation upon which was built entryways for Iran and Cuba to become full members of globalized, networked world created largely by the United States after World War II.

What further can be written by the world’s social activists about the ruthlessness of the monster that is Capitalism? Certainly it must always be challenged and critiqued. And no one worth any intellectual salt doesn’t dream of developing an alternative that provides real life-security for all. But the world has to wonder if the human species is capable of creating an economic doctrine, a mystical religion, a science, or a secular philosophy that is not based on Capitalist motives and practice? Is Capitalism—whether American, Chinese, Russian, Brazilian, Turkish, et al, the only viable template for human existence? This is not to praise or bury Capitalism, or proclaim any historical end, but to coldly recognize that at the moment human interests seem best and precariously served by the constant near disasters that Capitalism engenders. And the odd fact is this: No one located at the high, medium or low points of society really knows what’s going on. The human species is a Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde construct which appears to be why Capitalism seems the right fit for whatever personality is in charge.

Perhaps Capitalism is “all we’ve got.” It seems to have not reached its zenith particularly with the USA firmly at the helm of the good ship Capital and regaining speed. And what American–even the most vociferous anti-Capitalist really wants to see her country’s instruments of national power eroded? No American honestly seeks second place just as no Russian, Chinese or Vietnamese chooses, when cornered, to dismiss his own nation’s national interests. Pride and Capitalism are borne of the same substance.

As the kick-ass rock group Guns and Roses once sang, “Where do we go now?”

Scarface Returns to Cuba

The normalization of relations with Cuba was really a classic no-brainer. The US and Cuba have a long history. Thomas Jefferson, commenting in 1820, thought that the absorption of Cuba by the USA would be a “most interesting” addition.

Losing market share and political influence to the emergent BRICS is no laughing matter. With few markets left on the planet to target and exploit, every billion US dollars count. So Cuba’s lousy economic performance can be ignored, and is. According to Reuters, China and Cuba’s trade accounted for $1.4 billion in 2014. Russia TV reports that Russia’s Rosneft energy concern is working with a Cuban oil company to seek out what is believed to be 20 billion barrels of oil of Cuba’s coast. In 2013 Brazil and Cuba’s trade was estimated at $625 million and, more significantly, Brazil is funding and constructing a deep water port at Mariel, Cuba which will be the key port of import/export of goods—and tourists–from Capitalists the world over, according to the Los Angeles Times.

Established in 1994 the US-Cuba Trade and Economic Council described the Cuban market this way: “The “…the Republic of Cuba, 93 miles south of the United States, a nation of 11 million consumers, which would rank it the 7th largest state if the country were a part of the United States…” That’s big money if one can get in on it quick.

Heed the Pope’s Warning

Amidst the wonders and miracles of Neoliberal American Capitalism that proponents never tire of proclaiming, there is the disease of constant crisis that plagues the market. Capitalists, of course, know that people and the ecological system (the planet) are the source of this disease. The brightest Capitalist would sooner cull the population through war and austerity rather than plant capital back into enterprises that create life-security, particularly for the young of this world.

There is only one global leader on this planet who knows this reality and actually has the guts to say it out loud in speeches in front of vast crowds and in quieter places like the Vatican website.

That guy is Pope Francis, the famed Jesuit and former bouncer, who serves as the world’s “warning label” for the dangerous medicine that is Capitalism. He is encouraging young people the world over to “change the system” not unlike Malcolm X did in a speech at the Oxford Union in 1964.

We ignore Pope Francis at our own peril. It is worth reading, again, some excerpts from the pontiff’s concerns about the planet. The Pope’s thoughts match up nicely with those in the Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan.

“Nowadays, for example, we are conscious of the disproportionate and unruly growth of many cities, which have become unhealthy to live in, not only because of pollution caused by toxic emissions but also as a result of urban chaos, poor transportation, and visual pollution and noise. Many cities are huge, inefficient structures, excessively wasteful of energy and water. Neighborhoods, even those recently built, are congested, chaotic and lacking in sufficient green space. We were not meant to be inundated by cement, asphalt, glass and metal, and deprived of physical contact with nature. In some places, rural and urban alike, the privatization of certain spaces has restricted people’s access to places of particular beauty. In others, “ecological” neighborhoods have been created which are closed to outsiders in order to ensure an artificial tranquility. Frequently, we find beautiful and carefully manicured green spaces in so-called “safer” areas of cities, but not in the more hidden areas where the disposable of society live.

The social dimensions of global change include the effects of technological innovations on employment, social exclusion, an inequitable distribution and consumption of energy and other services, social breakdown, increased violence and a rise in new forms of social aggression, drug trafficking, growing drug use by young people, and the loss of identity. These are signs that the growth of the past two centuries has not always led to an integral development and an improvement in the quality of life. Some of these signs are also symptomatic of real social decline, the silent rupture of the bonds of integration and social cohesion. Furthermore, when media and the digital world become omnipresent, their influence can stop people from learning how to live wisely, to think deeply and to love generously. In this context, the great sages of the past run the risk of going unheard amid the noise and distractions of an information overload. Efforts need to be made to help these media become sources of new cultural progress for humanity and not a threat to our deepest riches. True wisdom, as the fruit of self-examination, dialogue and generous encounter between persons, is not acquired by a mere accumulation of data which eventually leads to overload and confusion, a sort of mental pollution. Real relationships with others, with all the challenges they entail, now tend to be replaced by a type of internet communication which enables us to choose or eliminate relationships at whim, thus giving rise to a new type of contrived emotion which has more to do with devices and displays than with other people and with nature. Today’s media do enable us to communicate and to share our knowledge and affections. Yet at times they also shield us from direct contact with the pain, the fears and the joys of others and the complexity of their personal experiences. For this reason, we should be concerned that, alongside the exciting possibilities offered by these media, a deep and melancholic dissatisfaction with interpersonal relations, or a harmful sense of isolation, can also arise.”

John Stanton is a Virginia based writer. Reach him at captainkong22@gmail.com

Sammy the Volga is running smooth again…

cardanFinally, after several days of searching for the culprit, we found the issue. The cardan joint as they say on this side of the world, or the universal joint and the front one, located near the gearbox, was going out…

I knew it was a u-joint, but since I have issues with getting the car off the ground, I tried to rely upon others to tell me what is wrong. Finally with Sveta’s help. We did a methodical drive train search and finally found the bad part. We used large wooden blocks and lifted the car to get at the underside. Sveta used her muscles and yanked the rear tire; front to rear and soon I found and heard the clunking noise. Faint, but the vibration it caused was almost violent…

Then after doing our own diagnostics, we took it to a guy who has use of a lift and got the new u-joint installed. U-joint 600 rubles, install 2000 rubles and a huge jar of fresh just gathered honey as change…

Oh my! The honey is perfect (beautiful clear amber) and the jar we got was worth a 1000 plus rubles when sold in Moscow…

Sammy is one happy girl right now… 🙂

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welderOh Sveta made me one happy boy! No! Get that out of your mind and think boy toys. A welder to be exact…

Down in the village I am able to have a shop area and building up a supply of tools to fix anything. I use to do and create all of what I need and without some basics to work with, it just does not happen. I can now, in the next few weeks repair some damage to Sammy the Volga and strengthen the frame in two areas. I also now can get some body parts and start making Sammy look like a pretty girl again…

By next year, I hope to have an anvil and a vice, plus maybe a grinder?

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Sveta brought up that when she goes back to Moscow, she is thinking of learning to ride a horse. There is a riding farm within easy reach for her from where we live. I grew up with horses, ponies, and jackasses; so they are second nature to me, but Sveta is a city girl and she wants to seriously look at raising horses and selling horses, plus having some to ride. I have done both and I really hope that she catches the horse fever. For we live in the perfect place to raise actually ponies and they would sell like hotcakes here in Russia…

Imagine a horse farm in the Russian Village?

Just another village thought…

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People send me emails about what I look like and why I do not post enough images of me? They all seem to have seen Sveta numerous times and Boza, but me images are lacking. Many still feel that I am a fake and just a Russian trying to play games… 🙂

I may be a grumpy bear, but occasionally I attempt a smile. This is as good as it gets and Sveta is in trouble for taking even this image. 🙂 I am sitting on my bench I made and if you notice, I have long sleeves on. Yes it is summer, but it is actually cold here in our village. Fall is coming and coming quick…

This image below is better…

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I do not smile much, but I do think a lot and plan out a future…

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I am going to end with the best buddies in the world…

Sorry, but Sveta would not get on the ground and scratch her back, so you have to settle for just Boza… 🙂

Have a nice day…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

War is peace; slavery is freedom; ignorance is strength

By John Krzyzewski

For maybe 15 years the Internet has been buzzing (discreetly) about the prospect of a ‘pole shift’ in our near future. Just how near, no one knows. But, there are indications it has happened in the past, therefore could happen again. Some think it will merely entail a reversal of the magnetic polarity; others say it will be a catastrophic shift of the geographic axis. Who knows? But one thing is observable right now– the human sphere has been undergoing a radical shift in moral compass for a generation… and the results appear disastrous.

From the Kolbrin:

SVB:7:18 …It will come in the Days of Decision, when men are inflicted with spiritual blindness, when one ignorance has been replaced with another, when men walk in darkness and call it light.

SVB:7:21 Hear my voice, for I tell of things to come. […] In those days men will be falling away from manliness and women from womanliness. It will be a time of confusion and chaos.

From the Bible:

Isaiah 5:20 Woe to those who call evil good, and good evil; Who substitute darkness for light and light for darkness; Who substitute bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!

[21] Woe to those who are wise in their own eyes And clever in their own sight!

Jeremiah 4:22 “For My people are foolish, they have not known Me. They are foolish children, and they have no understanding. They are wise to do evil, but to do good they have no knowledge.” [MEV]

Orwell, ‘1984’:

War is peace; slavery is freedom; ignorance is strength!

With astounding prescience, Orwell had it right, in a novel written more than half a century ago. Within a lifetime of the novel’s release, almost everything it envisaged has come about. In particular, the inversion of our moral compass, the reversal of our values, is egregious. Using the power of the mass media combined with the exploitation of human psychology, the hidden manipulators have, in one generation, changed the moral landscape of a society. That society is the so-called Western civilization, originating in Europe and achieving its dubious epitome in America, with outposts in Australia and New Zealand.

To the extent that other societies have emulated Western civilization (e.g. Japan, India, now China, etc.) they also are experiencing an overturning of their traditional mores and values.

The objective observer is amazed at how effective is the insidious and relentless attack on traditions that brought ‘the West’ to a pre-eminent position in terms of material success. In like fashion, the reversal of those traditional values will certainly bring material ruin in the wake of the ongoing moral ruination.

In other essays, I have written, as have a few others, on the remarkable (to us) way that the elite running society have been able to re-engineer the beliefs and perceptions of a sizable majority of the population. Things that were once forbidden to display or discuss publicly are now in our faces (e.g. quasi-nudity on TV, sex-ed in primary school, etc.). And freedoms we once took for granted are being removed under a strict regime of ‘political correctness,’ and where that seems inadequate, by outright legislation (e.g. any hint of criticism of Jews or Israel; mere lack of support for the ‘LGBT’ agenda).

People of my generation (leading edge of the ‘baby-boom’) feel like strangers in a strange land. Sure, many appear to be coping marvelously by simply going along with the program. Hey, why rock the boat? We have to just accept each others’ differences, is their reasonable-sounding rationale, just as prompted by the media manipulators and academic savants. Yet, too often it seems that tolerance is a one-way street, and the tail now wags the dog.

It’s easy to just pretend that the ‘good parts’– the new ‘openness’ and ‘acceptance’– make the changes all worthwhile, and ignore the ‘bad parts’– the restrictions on speech and even thought. Most people can’t seem to project a trend into the future if their life depended on it. If today the government takes away a freedom from some group identified as terrorists, who’s to say when they’ll subtly change the definition of that group so that it now includes a wider membership… maybe people like you?

So it goes, in every sphere of life. The ‘entertainment industry’ is all about normalizing the perversions and transgressions so that they not only do not shock us, but they become regarded as the norm. Prime-time television these days will show almost anything, as long as it’s preceded by the standard warning message that ‘this program contains scenes that may be disturbing to some; viewer discretion is advised.’ Of course, such messages serve more to whet the appetite of viewers who’ve already been pre-acclimatized by previous, less-offensive programming.

The ‘history’ we are taught is largely self-serving clap-trap, spinning anything resembling a fact into another component of the ‘white Anglo-European’ mythology of righteous wars fought by the good-guys to preserve decency and democracy from some evil dictator with designs on our precious freedoms. ‘We’ (actually our overlords, if we bothered to think) have memorialized our cherished lies with monuments, medals, annual ceremonies, and the like, elevating them to sacred cow status. To question these touch-stones of mythology is to invite harsh sanctions as a lunatic or a heretic.

Our environment itself is being modified by various modes of ‘Geo-engineering’ (e.g. chem-trails, strip-mining, deforestation) whose full, cumulative effects are yet to be seen, but which impact agriculture and the ecology, and thus, our very source of food and water.

Companies like Monsanto want to replace many of our traditional sources of food with their ‘bio-engineered’ substitutes… without ever properly demonstrating any benefit, or doing scientific, long-term tests of the effects on human health. It seems like a madcap rush to insert artificial products in place of nature’s originals.

At the core of human psychology is our sexual identity; and predictably, it is under attack as never before. There are men wanting to be women, and women ‘identifying’ as men; and the medical technology ready to perform the surgeries necessary to do a superficial transformation. In between are the transvestites, bisexuals, ‘transsexuals,’ etc. who add to the general confusion of the Age. Celebrities like Bruce/Kaitlyn Jenner are lionized for their ‘bravery’ in switching their birth sex. Others, like Angelina Jolie, are also lauded for rejecting their sexual attributes thru ‘prophylactic’ surgery. It’s as if some negative zeitgeist is inducing people to abandon the sexual nature they were born with.

The very essence of our humanity is now under attack by the science (so-called) in thrall to this satanic agenda. One school of technicians is madly tinkering with our DNA in the vain attempt to improve on the Creator’s handiwork, but of course, under the pretext of seeking to eliminate various diseases. Another bunch is going even beyond the biological, (aptly called ‘trans-humanism’) wanting to integrate electronic and mechanical prostheses into the human body in pursuit of improved performance and longevity (see e.g. Kurzweil on ‘the Singularity.’)

Now the US Supreme Court has issued another ruling that represents a tectonic shift in the moral and legal fundamentals of the USA, with their decision that all states must recognize same-sex ‘marriage.’  Whether you support the ruling or not, you’d have to agree that the effect will be earth-shaking in it’s reach, and represents an attempt by humans to redefine the building-block of stable society– the family unit. It’s a reversal of a bedrock tradition that dates to the beginning of our species.

The writings of the prophet Isaiah (ch. 14) describe the aspirations of Satan, thusly: ‘I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High’ (vs 14). In other words, he desires to be ‘like God.’ But it’s impossible for any created being to be equal to its creator, especially a being with a perverted nature such as Satan! What the Devil does, instead, is to overturn everything in God’s creation, making it into a warped counterfeit of the perfect original.

The entire natural order– the world as created by God– is being overturned, replaced by a ‘New world order,’ created by the agents of Darkness. But this new, ersatz order is completely opposite to God’s order, as it must be to fulfill Satan’s desire to destroy the natural world. That is the true intent of the ‘great work of the ages,’ using a motto of one occult society enlisted in the service of Darkness. The ‘order’ that will ultimately emerge from the ongoing chaos of this Kali Yuga, is really total disorder, a completely artificial world in which nature is bespoilt thru environmental destruction, morality turned upside down, history is fiction, degradation is entertainment, gender distinctions are utterly blurred, and the human race becoming hybridized into some demonic aberration.

‘As it was in the days of Noah, so shall it be in the day when the Son of Man returns.’ (Matt 24:37) While full details are scarce in scripture concerning the days of Noah, it is clear that mankind was dabbling in a myriad of ‘sciences’ that were threatening to destroy the ecology and create monstrous variations in the human race. In short, the people of that Age were apparently engaged in much the same activities as are occurring today.

‘…and they did not understand until the flood came and took them all away; so will the coming of the Son of Man be’ (vs 39). Although clever in their own eyes, the antediluvian populace did not understand the deep implications of what they were doing. Nor did they understand the immanence of their destruction, despite their scientific prowess. You can interpret Biblical references according to your understanding, but to those of whatever persuasion who read the signs of the times, we are living in a seriously troubled age.

A geographic pole shift may indeed be in our near future. Regardless, we are currently in the midst of a major inversion of our whole cultural foundation; and the outcome looks frightening.

J. Krzyzewski

Village / Monastery Images from the old days…

Oldest is (? – The first is a very very old image of the original female monastery side entrance,) thus 1950 is the norm and they go up from there. Most are from around 1954 to 1955 and they are beautiful…

This is a find of fantastic importance to me and I am just studying the photos with intensity. It is incredible at how huge the village was in the old school days. These images vindicate my thoughts and visions of what was here at one time…

Have a nice day…

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Always something…

The laptop that I use in the village, decided to give up its LCD screen. It could be a number of reasons, but it looks to me like the cable that connects from the board to the screen has gone out. Otherwords a break in the wire between point A and point B. Therefore, it was time to improvise and actually, I have created a wonderful village computer…

Sveta and I yesterday, went and bought a cheap 19 inch Samsung monitor, a basic Windows keyboard and I turned the laptop into a desktop computer. It is the cats meow and by far the best computer we have used in the village. I will build a shelf for the laptop to put in up high on the wall and that will allow the speakers built into it, to work and then we do not have to buy extra speakers…

New computer set up...
New computer set up…

Now that is how you cure cheap workmanship on electronics. Bypass what is bad…

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We are limping our car, Sammy the Volga 310221 Gaz around and trying to figure out exactly what is wrong with her. She is vibrating and hopefully today, we will be able to have someone fix her. I would fix her, if I had a way to lift her off the ground and allow me to crawl under her safely, the key is safely. I am pretty sure it is a universal joint on the drive shaft…

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What do you call a bunch of ducks playing in a pile in the water?

That is a brace of ducks in the image, but I call the image; Duck Soup…

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Sveta and I have to get moving today. Sveta is really happy down here and she feels the benefit of living here this time. I think 90% positive that I will stay the winter and keep working on the home. I have to leave in October for a few days, then I will come back down and start up my projects again. This winter will allow Boza and I (since we can stand the -30 below much better,) a chance to see what needs to be done to the place to make it much better for a winter home. The place has not been lived in during the winter for over thirty years and it needs some serious remake in some spots. Boza and I are looking forward to it… 🙂

Have a nice day…

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Sveta is in the Village for a week…

Ralph
This is Ralph and he loves his little pond. How could you not love a home like that?

crane-heronThe crane is named Ralph and is the only crane living in the small pond. Many herons live there, ducks and others, but he is the only crane. The only way I can tell is that he flies with a straight neck and the herons pull there heads in and fly with neck curled up. They look short necked when flying. The crane does not do that…

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Last night I went to the Big Village and picked up Sveta from the train station. Boza who has not seen his mom in so long, decided to stay at home, no matter what my coaxing or how adamant I was. I guess he figured I was trying to fool him and make him take one of those terror trips into the Big Village; hot, long and boring. Therefore, Boza stayed at home and I went to get Sveta…

The train was on time as always and by 9:30 pm, we were on our way back to our village. Sveta looked good and she was in a great mood. It had been two and a half months since I last saw her and it was good. Boza exploded with a touch of puppy love and actions, when he saw Sveta. I am sure that he wondered if she would ever come back again. Boza wiggled like a worm and loved, loved, loved and more loved Sveta. That is his mommy, you know?

We will be busy, for we have to get lots of stuff done and that includes trying to have some fun. Sveta has a birthday on Sunday (no age or I get beat up,) she has big plans for that day. I have big plans in the next few days, for I found that we may have a bad u-joint on the Volga and we need the car to get things done… 🙁

It was dark, but Sveta was mouth dropped open shocked at all the things that have gotten done around the village home. We walked Boza in the dark and I could tell she was happy, she also said something that sounded just slightly sad; but happy at the same time, “You two are doing so good in the village!”

And, Boza and I are doing great in the village, life suits us and we get things done…

Therefore, posting will be more erratic, for I have to alter my lifestyle to compensate for a new member in the household. But never fear, Boza and I have already walked this morning and yes, I just posted an article. Albeit, little and images are lacking, but an article. I promise more pictures in the next article…

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