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South Africa in Winter.          By Charlie Dimech.
 
 
 I was abandoned. On a foreign, deserted shore, left treading the wet sand, never  to see another fellow human being.
 
 Looking into the schlerophyll forest which encircled the beach, I  surmised  that this was now my home; that is, if I survived.
Was this meant to be?  I pondered.
Matters had come to an abrupt head.
Yet despite banishment this was in a sense liberty over enslavement.
That I was now free to choose my own destiny, within the limits of this place, of chance and  of my own efforts  -  surely at least that was an upgrade on my former existence, under total state tyranical control.
  I felt a certainty inside that I would tame this wild place.
 I would be tried, I knew. But I felt  also that  I would survive.
 
 I would not be the first, I thought and despite the precariousness of the situation, I aimed not just to survive but to thrive.
 
I stumbled from exhaustion, rising on my feet again as  another wave rolled over me and feeling a strange sense of constancy from the incessant waves. This gave me likewise a certain spark of security, as I knew although I couldn't change things, things, ie the environment itself might not change too much, unlike that from where I had come.
 
  Therefore I determined to adapt. As the saying went, 'If you can't beat 'em join 'em.' and
 I was certainly about to do that as I was in no position to argue with the natural environment and the hand that fate had dealt me.
 
 Channels cut in the sand on both sides of me by the tide seemed like a good place to start a search for food.  I made my way over  to one, looking for anything I could find, as long as I had something to put in my mouth as evening fell.
 
Various molluscs and crabs were numerous!
Relieved that  I would not starve, for now at least, I had a raw treat, breaking open the shells with my knife, which together with a dozen boxes of waterproof matches in a watertight bag were all that I posessed, apart from the clothes that I was wearing. I treasured them now, these my sole posessions, and I perceived, sole source of distinction between  myself and raw nature.
 
 It did make a difference and I saw  there was that difference. I was a human, which raised me to a higher plane than the terrestrial. I did not have to descend to a purely natural plane to survive.
 Indeed my survival depended on maintaining my fully human mental and spiritual  functioning, as well as the physical.
Thus this is what I set out to do, ordaining it as the sole basis of my interaction with nature.
 I determined from the start - that I would not be an 'apeman'.
 
Night was approaching, my first night on this deserted shore. It was preceded by a crimson sky which intensified towards the western horizon as the sun set.
 The brightness of  sunset kept aglow  the fire in my soul, like red hot embers of a log fire long after the flames had died down.
 
I placed  my care in the hands of fate and tired from the days and months of ordeal and uncertainty, culminating in my complete abandonment, I slept.
 
The weather was warm, the sea breeze gentle. I had a comfortable night and slept peacefully.
 
I was to need the sleep.

 The next day I awoke to the sound of branches crashing as they broke and a shudder of earth.
 It came from somewhere far off to my left and within a moment I was running fast to the farthest point of right  my legs would carry me.
 I ran for about fifteen minutes before stopping from exhaustion and listened. All was quiet. I sat down under the protection of what looked like a large oak tree, covered in a densley foliated vine. It was like a room or temple even, inside and I was comforted after the immediately preceeding ordeal by the silence and seclusion.
 
I was alone, all alone. An inexpressibly sad conciousness of this fact dawned on me as I sat there. There was nothing to be done but I knew that for the moment at least, I was safe.
 
 I had to eat to stay alive, no matter what.
 The time came for the reckoning, and inwardly, I knew I could withstand this lonliness, would withstand it for a long time to come.
...  My one thought remained, 'I had to eat.'
 
There were natives, I believed, a long way from here, fifty maybe a hundred miles inland, without any tracks leading in that direction that I knew of.
Did I prefer  what I thought, their foreign culture to my own company? It was a decision I would make in time, I guessed.
 
I decided this tree enclosure would make a good temporary home. I might not find another like it. It was superb in a sense, and I gave thanks for it.
 
I intuitively believed I was dependant on the mercy of God, not only for sustenance, shelter, and freedom from harm in this frightening, unknown land, but also for keeping me from despair, from panic and from barbarism. To this end no day was to pass without a prayer escaping my lips.
 
I remained in the shelter and seclusion of that tree for half to an hour, unable to move from fear or from caution.
Then I summoned up courage to leave the enclosure.
 I made up my mind to face whatever it was out there.
 
I was in a thick wood and found my bearings only by the shafts of light  which penetrated various sparser places, visible through the woods. 
 I found my way back, partly by instinct and also by the disturbance I had made to the surrounding bush and on the ground during my initial flight. On my way back I marked several trees with an arrow so that I could find my way back again to the 'oak tree'.
 
 I needed water. My plan was to get to the shore to get my bearings and walk along the coast about a hundred yards inland looking for fresh water. I made my way quickly. The sound of the waves took me eventually in a different direction to my initial flight, judging from  the disturbances I had made to the foliage. I marked the larger trunks with arrows pointing the way back. I reached the shore quickly and began walking southward judging by the suns trajectory, just inland of the shoreline.
 
There was a mountain range off to the right. I headed for it in ernest, arriving at the base about an hour later and after a further half an hour I came across a stream. I gulped down around a  litre of water as a few small fish scattered.  Then I saw a large crab which had stood motionless on the bottom. I grabbed it  quickly and  dashed it against a rock. As I walked upstream I managed to catch two more and dispensed with them in the same manner. I cut away the shell and ate the flesh raw.
 
I saw numerous fish. Soon I begun searching out  vines, in the hope of  intertwining them so as to prevent the larger fish from escaping a makeshift trap.
 
This took two days and at the end, sleeping once again in the open, I had two nets which could be fastened across the stream in two places about 200 yards apart to prevent fish 'escaping' too far as I tried to catch them with a makeshift net.
 
This took up a third day, adding to the twine when it was necessitated by the depth of the water or the shape of the stream. It was fixed in place by sticks driven  into the bottom of the stream and sides.
 
The sides of the net were strengthened with thicker twine I had found in the jungle and double strands when this was insufficient. I then made a net about two feet square and three feet deep and attached to a stick about four feet in length.  Together with a third barricade midway between the two  I managed to catch sufficient fish, gaining in confidence that I would not starve.
This panic behind me, I lit a fire of dry twigs and leaves and cooked my catches.
 
I was now too far from my temporary 'home', the 'oak tree',  to warrant going back there each night and I slept in the warm, gentle breeze.
 
Instead of snakes, which I feared, I was attacked by insects. Some, such as spiders instilled in me a fear that prevented enjoyment of the surroundings once night fell, and it was without covering of any kind that I had to bare up each night between snatches of sleep on the nights of that first week.
 
 Afterwards I built myself a makeshift platform  in a sprawling tree, out of branches tied together and covered over with twine and I slept  relatively peacefully without the insects that appeared to infest the ground but  not entirely, there were still mosquitoes and other flying insects up here but not spiders and other creeping insects which were larger but resembled the beatles, bugs and other insects from where I had come.
 
 After  another week it rained and I was forced to seek shelter  greater than that afforded me by the tree I was sleeping in. I found it in a tree again covered so thickly in vines, not unlike the "oak" I had previously discovered, that little water penetrated through.
 
 There was nothing to stop me getting wet once I ventured out and there was no way I could get dry quickly. This made life a little more uncomfortable.
 
 It was some time before I ventured far enough and found 'edible' fruit and berry bearing trees 

although some were not so edible and almost cost me my life.
  

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"Abou ben Adhem (may his tribe increase)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
and saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
an angel, writing in a book of gold: -
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
and to the presence in the room he said,
'What writest thou?' - the vision raised its head,
and, with a look made of all sweet accord,
answered, 'the names of those who love the lord.'
'and is mine one?'  said Abou. 'Nay, not so,'
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
but cheerily still; and said, 'I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow men.' 
 
The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
and showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
and lo! Ben adhem's name led all the rest."
 
LEIGH HUNT. " Abou ben adhem and the Angel."
 
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Notice the angel figure in this photo.

True Letter of Our Saviour Jesus Christ.(link)

 
 
 
To A Poet A Thousand Years Ago.
 
 
I read your poem
Of truth and lust
Of fame and unmitigated ambition
Which you said would fill my age
And even gave you hint
Indeed you must
That it would sadly fill our stage.
I have only this to offer you
My friend
I felt the coming tempest bend
I felt the roar of lust
I heard the loud insistence of the world.
I said indeed you must, you must.
My thoughts imprisoned
My life flattened
By an ever unforgiving trust.
I see the wisdom of your saying
I see the vision of your trust.
But little uncompromising one am I
And little dust I, the winds defy,
To stand above this world's ruin and rust.
I made the wine
Some soured it.
I blew a pathetically weak tune.
Oh, so few mouthed it.
I challenged them with my life
And they scoured it.
I built a temple in the sky
Beyond the grasp and filth
Of evil eye
And only one man say I
Will know for what
For faith I cry
Because only one
That one is I
Has seen the statues that passed by
And birds that have sung forever and a day
Have witnessed nature in all its glory
And will not submit
And will uphold the story
But only my friend
for you and I.
 
                             Charlie Dimech
 
 

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"How Great Thou Art." Sung by Crystal Lewis, with stills. (Video)

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OUR LADY OF COOGEE.(link)

 
The world is moving into a period of tremendous suffering and tribulation. Flee if you can and become independent and self sufficient. The time is now.
For those few who merit it God is sending his angels to take them to a place of refuge. The rest, do your best to rely on God's help, His Mercy and protection whilst still in the world . Draw closer to God through fasting and prayer and have confidence he will never desert you or try you beyond that which you can bear!
 
 

DIVINE OFFICE

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'I was abandoned on the shore'

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I found some molluscs and a crab.......

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the night was approaching

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tired.............I slept

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detox with bentonite clay (link)

Say no to vaccinations, ever, ..... demand the excemption form for children - aspartane, ('diet' crap), mercury fillings, and fluoride in the water .......just say NO!]

 
The last sad hour of freedom's dream
 
And Valour's task moved slowly by
 
While mute they watched till morning's beam
 
Should rise and give them light to die
 
There is a world where souls are free
 
where tyrants taint not nature's bliss
 
If death that world's bright opening be
 
Oh. who would live a slave in this?   
                
 
Thomas Moore.
 
 

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My Favorites
 
 

Favorite Band or Musician:      xenos,
                                                victoria baillie
Favorite movies:                      ten commandments,
                                                the unbearable
                                                lightness of being
Favorite books:                        angelas ashes,
                                                the grapes of wrath
Favorite food:                          good pizza
Favourite people:                    Dr Mark Sircus.
Favourite politicos:                  Abinidinijad,
                                                Putin.
 
 
 
 
My Hobbies
 

bushwalking
writing poetry
gardening
listening to good music
 
 
 
 
 
Most Admired

hugo chavez
 


 

Links to Short Stories and Non-fiction Articles  on this Site.

 

14. The Mouth of the Mediteranean.

17. Atlantis or Earth?

The Psychiatrist.

Selected Poems.

Screenplay for an episode of the Big Bang Theory - "Downunder Desert."

Hurlestone Park Tales.

The PA Massacre.

Freemasonry.

Two Witnesses.

(Pope Leo XIII) Full Exorcism Prayer to St Michael The Archangel.

"An Appeal To The Whole World."

Adams Skull

"Personal Consecration to the Sacred Heart of Jesus."

Messages from Heaven.

Mobile Phone Towers Dangers. Staggering Reports kept hidden....take action in the courts.... NOW!!!

Dr Hulda Clark's Liver Cleanse - for gallstones. You do not have to remove your gallbladder to remove the stones .. Shame on the medical profession!

NO TAB

Red and Green Scapulars.

"The lost ten tribes of Israel" (link)

AMEN?

A word on abortion.

 
 
 
 Off Site.
 

Moving Earth Deception.

Rense.com.

Occupation 101 (Video)

Dr Mark Sircus Interview. Transdermal Magnesium Therapy.

International Medical Veritas [truth] Association.

Magnificent 3000yr old Phoenician harbour discovered in Australia

Car fuel - water only please !

"Peace Will Come." - Melanie Safka.

Cukierski Family daily prayers.

The hollow-cost myth (or 'no business like shoah business')

More lies from zion.

The history of zionism.

Mechanics of the zionist world domination.

Beth Miriam Houses for the Poor in various Countries including Palestine.(link)

Beautiful Russian Churches and Music.

 
 
 
 
 
Survival Tips for the End Time Tribulation.
 
Prepare Now!

Store and rotate tinned and dry food. In the US and Canada you can purchase 'survival food' for a year or more.

Breadmaking

Home preserving; cheese, yogurt, soap and candlemaking.

Grain Mills (Essential)

More bread recipes and grain mills.

More bread recipes.

Making butter.

Mail order organic seeds. (Australia only)

Mail order organic seeds. (International)

Supersilver

 
 
TIPS.
I like many others take fenugreek seeds whole, about a teaspoon a day, organic or not, to reduce blood sugar levels, diabetes, as recomended by Dr Hulda Clark... with remarkable results.
 
I have seen the remarkable effect bentonite clay has on detoxifying the body including the brain from poisons associated with autism,(vaccines) chemotherapy treatment and depleted uranium poisoning; as recommended by Dr Mark Sircus. Many other pollutants/toxins can also be removed. See the link on this page.
 
Soap is absorbed by the skin when you shower, as is the fluoride and chlorine in the water.
I use a shower filter and organic soap not chemicals.....WOW.. the difference!
 
Let us pray for the food, shelter and clothing of the poor of Africa, Latin America, the Middle East, Asia, Russia and even the USA - whose  air, water and food nutrients are being increasingly substituted with harmful chemicals, as their economy and whole society as well as those of the rest of the world is ruined by



     ESSAYS

Whole MSM Perceived World is a Psyop.

NWO ORWELLIAN DISSONANCE. Another tactic for total control.

Who is Responsible for the NWO?

The Department of Homeland Security.

Time Travel.

A Word on Our Past

LIES AND FASTING

The Road to Enslavement Begins with Submission.

Earthicide is in Full Swing

The Demonization of Amadinijad.

WW III. Coming to a Place Near You Soon.

WWIII coming to a place near you soon. Part 2.

The Nihilism of the Music Industry

The Corporate Welfare State.

more essays.....

Questions... comments.

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