Wedding Song - God Knew That I Needed You

Sunday, September 15, 2019

Students Invent Bacteria That Eat Plastic From The Oceans And Turn It Into Water



Not so sure I’d want to be drinking water that comes from a plastics component - my body already has trouble digesting foods. Actual foods.

Also, keep in mind, that Japan also created and sells Shit Burgers – that’s right: MADE OUT OF REPURPOSED FECES.

What is it with japan, that they cannot come up with foods derived from actual food sources?

Students Invent Bacteria That Eat Plastic From The Oceans And Turn It Into Water: The high pollution in the oceans is a big problem on the planet. According to recent research, it is likely tha...

THE CHAIN WILL LINK AGAIN


10 months ago, in the month of November 2018, while we were at OHSU, in ICU, Bob looked at me and said, “I hope my death will bring the family back together – I can’t leave a legacy, but at least I can hope my death will be worth it, in this small way.”

He DID leave a “legacy”; maybe not what he thought a legacy should be, BUT a legacy, nonetheless.

He left love in his wake.

He left DNA that will go far into the future.

He left beautiful memories that all of us cherish; in our own ways, because each of us have memories that are specific to us.

He left wisdom & guidance that reaches beyond the grave – because he is not there! His wisdom & guidance, like him, will always be alive and pulsing with vitality.

And now that I am back on my feet, and grieving is not so raw anymore, I will DO all I CAN do to make sure our kids and grandkids make heaven too - where the broken chain will link again.

This poem says it all, I think:

Little I knew that morning.
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same. 
It broke our hearts to lose you. 
You did not go alone,
For part of me went with you, the day God called you home. 
You left us beautiful memories.
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you, you are always by our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
-Ron Tranmer

I LOVE HOW YOU LOVED ME


That's it with the music for today.

Now, I am crying.

Remembering.


How I loved how he loved me ...

Teased me.

Squeezed me.

LOVED me.


Always so tender and passionate.
Totally committed and taking {us} seriously.
 1977. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other – even after years of marriage ;-)
1981. After Bob had died the 2nd time – dead for 25 minutes/docs never found out why: those 25 minutes of death (before he was resurrected back to me by Elohim), erased his long-term memory … he didn’t know who I was, or who our daughter Stacey was; but HE KNEW HE LOVED ME – and he had no problem at all slipping back into the life we shared before he died. That was enough :-D




YOU WERE MINE



You were mine at the time and the feeling was sublime
You were mine (you were mine)
You were mine (you were mine)
You were really, really mine
And I know that our love was a love of true love

Like a bird on the wing when he knows it's early Spring
You were mine (you were mine)
You were mine (you were mine)
You were really, really mine
And I know that our love was a love of true love

But now, since you're gone, I'm so sad and alone
Remember'ing the love that we had for our own

Now I'll go on my way thinking of that lovely day
You were mine (you were mine)
You were mine (you were mine)
You were really, really mine
And I know that our love was a love of true love

Now I'll go on my way thinking of that lovely day
You were mine (you were mine)
You were mine (you were mine)
You were really, really mine
And I know (and I know) that our love (that our love) was a love of true love

And I know (and I know) that our love (that our love) was a love of true love
And I know (and I know) that our was a love of true love

THIS I SWEAR



This I swear is true

My love for you will last
Till time itself is through
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
This I swear is true
(Swear is true)

My heart is yours my dear
There will be no one new
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
This I swear is true

(Swear is true)

I promise you that I
Will never make you cry
This love will be eternally
Cross my heart and hope to die

My lips will kiss I vow
Nobody else but you
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
This I swear is true
(This I swear is true)

This I swear is true
This I swear is true
This I swear is true
This I swear is true

This I swear is true
This I swear is true
This I swear is true
Ooh

SINCE I DON'T HAVE YOU


I know Bob didn’t deliberately {walk out} on me when he was walked into Heaven with Yeshua.

BUT, I still MISS his presence.

**********


I don’t have plans and schemes
And don’t have hopes and dreams
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you.


I don’t have fond desires
And I don’t have happy hours
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have you.


I don’t have happiness, and I guess
I never will ever again
When you walked out on me
In walked old misery
And he’s been here since then.


I don’t have love to share
And I don’t have one who cares
I don’t have anything
Since I don’t have You
You, you, you
You, you, you,
You, you, you,
You, you …

You

CENSUS CIRCUS


It seems to me, that our household gets picked to have our brains picked every 10 years.

No joke.

E.V.E.R.Y.T.E.N.Y.E.A.R.S. the Hargand household get “chosen” to “take part in the Washington State Census” circus ...


And every 10 years, I REFUSE to do it:


Like clockwork.

Right off: It is AN INFRINGEMENT ON MY RIGHT AS AN AMERICAN CITIZEN. I do not {chose} to do this activity – it is being FORCED on me AGAINST MY WILL. Therefore, it is an infringement on my birthright, as an American Citizen, to say ‘yea’ or ‘nay’ to this particular activity; which I find offensive in every way possible to be offended.

Not necessarily true – the government may try to scare you into believing you must comply … but, that is not necessarily truth. I choose NOT to – and I DON’T HAVE to. Legally.

Secondly: There is NO actual benefit to ANY American Citizen to be so scrutinized by their neighbor.

Thirdly: IF, as the government arm (and/or the state rep that shows up if you refuse to comply) tries to brainwash you into believing, the questions are “to help your community/national region at large” … then, WHY ARE THE QUESTIONS REQUIRING A RESPONSE ALL ABOUT YOU AND YOUR PERSONAL SPACE AND LIFE? The “community at large” & “the region at large” DOES NOT NEED TO KNOW my name, gender, sex, age, ethnic background, financial background, my educational background, my religious affiliations, my reading habits, my seeping habits, or my eating habits! The Census Questionnaire too closely resembles that of the DSHS.

And I just find the racial aspect of the questionnaire highly offensive – for many reasons, but mostly because I do not feel that the racial card should be used for any reason, in America:

NO ethnic race should be given special considerations: I find the entire census circus bullshit highly offensive. American Citizens understand that skin color is NOT a deciding factor in how Americans live in America; that people, in America, are being divided into {special} sectors of life – for special privileges given based ON SKIN COLOR, IS NOT OKAY WITH ME.

NO!

I do NOT have to answer those types of questions for anyone – concerning anything.

The questionnaire is personal.

And my personal life is private.

So, I steadfastly REFUSE to comply with answering the questions.

THAT IS MY RIGHT AS AN AMERICAN CITIZEN.

And I find it very curious that every damned time one of those ‘state representatives’ come knocking on my door … they are ALWAYS of an ethnic race I AM NOT.

Not that it seriously matters – because I would STILL NOT “comply”.

IF, as the government wants us to believe, they “need” this census to decide how $$$$$$ should be divvied out … the government CAN TAP INTO THOSE “NEEDS” ALREADY RECORDED.

NOTHING, concerning ANY of these ‘factors’ will seriously be changed for the better with the census report. The census report is not productive, based on the questions asked - ALL the questions being asked are geared towards special treatment. MPO

I refuse to be a hamster on a hamster wheel.

So, when the woman showed up the other afternoon, I just refused to ‘comply’.

And I said, “Surely, you people can find someone else to pester. I am sure that our Name is not the ONLY Name in America … I am dealing with my husband’s death this year & I really do not have the time; nor the inclination to deal with government bullshit: find someone else to answer your queries.”

And I shut the door.

Knowing that 10 years into the future, I will have to refuse to comply again.