The Strangest Bigfoot Spree Of All Time

REVELATIONS FROM THE OTHER SIDE

H U M A N (three parts)

Underground LSD Palace

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THE BATTLE OF BRITAIN

Frida Pushnik

In a 1966 interview, Miss Pushnik told The Orange County Register that she had never resented her condition. ''I never said, 'Why me?' That would be a wasted emotion. You can ruin your life like that,'' she said.

From the beginning, her mother insisted she do as much as possible for herself. By holding things between one small stump of an arm and her chin, she could feed herself, sew and crochet. Her brother remembers her going sledding, and laughing uproariously when she fell off. She also received an award for penmanship.

In 1933, Robert L. Ripley, creator of ''Ripley's Believe It or Not!,'' heard of her and visited. He put a cartoon of her in his nationally syndicated feature, calling her ''little half girl'' and misspelling her name as Freda. He then asked her to appear at the World's Fair in Chicago in 1933. Freaks Trailer

to be happy

The Jimi Hendrix Experience

Jon Rappoport at the Secret Space Program Conference, 2014 San Mateo

Uri Geller - Reputations

Remote Viewing

Joshua Slocum - Sailing Alone Around the World

Being Alive!

Buckminster Fuller Werner Erhard conversation 7 Hour 10 minute

Terence McKenna - The Message

You've Woken Up...Now What ?

Best Evidence of The Paranormal and Aliens

Nucleus

The Razor's Edge

Ramana Maharshi

"Rise, wake up, seek the wise and realize.

The path is difficult to cross

like the sharpened edge of the razor,

so say the wise."

(verse 1.3.14 from the Katha Upanishads)

Talks with Sri Ramana Maharshi

Climbing Mount Signal

When I was 18 years old, me and two of my buddies decided that we were going to climb Mt. Signal. Even though it's only 2,300 feet to the top of Mt. Signal it looked like Mt. Everest to us. Being the young bucks that we were, we thought it the thing to do to prove our manhood. Temperatures in the Imperial Valley hit 90 to 110 during the day so we started early in the morning, figuring to make the summit by noon and get back down before nightfall. We started up one foot in front of the other, boulder by boulder, it was a good climb and we gained a hundred feet of altitude every ten minutes. Half way up we looked around and thought, maybe we've bit off more than we can chew, but we kept on climbing. We made the summit right around noon and took in the view. 2,300 feet in the air it was if we were in an airplane flying over the perfectly flat fields of the Imperial Valley, we were in awe of what we had accomplished. Standing before the shrine with it's cross at the summit we knew we were somebody, we knew that we mattered. I picked up a couple of rocks and put them in my pocket, then we started the climb down. It was like floating on air, we bounded from boulder to boulder gravity assisted and flew down the mountain. Without seeming effort we glided as if on wings toward the base, in a trance like state time slowed down, as if in slow motion every stone was alive and a step back to reality. We arrived in the real world and realized that we were men and began our journey, we had arrived ! (read more)