Thursday, July 27, 2006

 

Say No to Fluoride Pesticides on Food!

It is imperative that we do all we can to stop further poisoning our environment! Note the deadline on THE EPA PUBLIC COMMENT PERIOD ENDS ON AUGUST 4th. PLEASE SIGN TODAY!!

See also: http://ewg.org/issues/fluoride/20060707/index.php

Groups Demand Immediate Halt to Food Uses of Fluoride-Based Pesticide
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Dear POWA (Protect Our Water Alliance) Petition Signers, DOW Chemical has been lobbying the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) to allow it to spray a new fluoride-based pesticide (sulfuryl fluoride) on hundreds of foods prepared in the US.

If DOW gets its way, sulfuryl fluoride will become a major new source of fluoride, making it even more difficult for consumers to avoid fluoride in their daily lives.

What's worse, the levels of fluoride allowed to be sprayed on food will be shockingly high: 70 ppm for processed foods, 130 ppm for wheat products, and 900 ppm for dried eggs!

To voice your concerns about the use of sulfuryl fluoride on food, please take a few seconds to sign the personalizable ONLINE LETTER to EPA Administrator Stephen Johnson, produced by Fluoride Action Network (FAN) at: http://actionstudio.org/?go=2367

If you wish to submit letters on your own, you can find instructions at the Organic Consumers Association (OCA) link: http://tinyurl.com/s6zv2

THE EPA PUBLIC COMMENT PERIOD ENDS ON AUGUST 4th. PLEASE SIGN TODAY!!

Thanks for your help with this important issue!!

Please tell your friends!

The POWA Folks
http://www.powalliance.org

For more information on fluoride, please visit
http://poison.spiritworld.info/fluoride.html

Your Health is Priceless - You're a Health Shopper

Randolph


Friday, July 21, 2006

 

Manifest the Sensational Mystery

Now all the people witnessed the thunderings, the lightning flashes, the sound of the trumpet, and the mountain smoking; and when the people saw it, they trembled and stood afar off (Exodus 20:18).

Here is God up on the mountain. There's smoke, thunder, sounds of trumpets, and lightning. This is when God introduces Himself to the nation of Israel . He didn't hand them a sheet of facts about who He was. He didn't hand them a set of propositional truths, and then give them an experience with Himself later on in their walk. Israel had the exact opposite. God said, "Experience Me, and then we'll talk."

This is the opposite of the way we do it. We think that we have to talk and prep people for a possible experience that they may or may not have with God. I'm not saying that this is always wrong, but this isn't the way that God revealed Himself to His people here.

It's going to take some level of aggressiveness for us to enter into the unexplainable dimensions of God. It's not just going to drop into our laps; we're going to have to press in.

The tragedy will be if there are unexplainable dimensions that we don't come into because: (1) We feel that if we can't explain it then it must not be legitimate or valid, or (2) we don't recognize that we have to press in to enter into those areas.

What was the purpose of God introducing Himself like that to the Israelites? God was revealing Himself as "One which is altogether other." Jesus is our Friend and our Brother and we need to approach the throne of grace with boldness. But there is going to come a time when we need to recognize that He is altogether more than us.

The other thing that God was doing was curing them from ever trivializing God and His abilities. Once you're introduced to a God with a sensational event upon a mountain, and later on He tells you He's going to get you into the Promised Land, you can easily believe for Him to move. You don't doubt once you've seen and embraced the mystery of God.

If God were presented to you as someone understandable, when you got into a situation where you could not understand it, you would be stuck. If we're not being fed on the mystery of God, it will be a mystery as to how we're going to get through tough situations. We must have a revelation of the mystery before we can have a manifestation of the Sensational mystery.

Our church services are more of a reflection of our nature than that of God's nature.

I believe that this place of revelation is where our churches need to come. It's as if we're saying, like the Israelites did, "Moses, you speak to us and give us what man can give us; we're comfortable with that. But if God shows up in His mystery and awe, we're going to back away."

Now God told them the reason why He presented Himself like He did. He said, "I did it to test you. To see if you would have the fear of God in your heart." In other words, "I want you to have the awe of who I am in your heart." I believe that sometimes God manifests the mystery to test our hearts. You've heard the phrase, "God will often offend the mind to reveal the heart." That's exactly what this is.

Mystery is here to find out if we have another agenda. Is your agenda to figure it all out? Do you have to be in control? Maybe you have to be able to manipulate it to be palatable; to be socially acceptable. Does everybody have to feel good about it? Or are you all right with embracing that which you don't fully understand?

John 8:32 says, "You will know the truth and the truth shall make you free." The word "know" is experiential knowledge. It is truth that has been experienced, not intellectual knowledge. If we don't experience the truth, we'll be limited in our comprehension of it.

God sends the mystery into a service and all of a sudden you don't know why you're crying; you don't know why you're laughing; you don't know why you're shaking; and you don't know why you're feeling lighter. You don't know why you have faith now to believe for what you had formerly been struggling to believe for. The mystery of God comes into a service and you don't know why cancer leaves your body. It is the mystery of God when the Holy Spirit is allowed to move.

Israel never became fruitful; they never fulfilled their destiny. Why? They never overcame the obstacle of rationalism. Rationalism says, "I've got to figure it out." You know some people always use a rationalistic bias whenever they see the move of the Spirit. They don't realize that they're rationalizing away what God wants to release in their lives. What Israel rationalizes now is war and death to enemies who were once friends. Woe to thee, O Israel.

Randolph @ SpiritWorld.info

Monday, July 10, 2006

 

History Lesson

You don't actually have to take the quiz. Just read straight through, and
you'll get the point, an awesome one.....

Take this quiz:

1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America contest.
4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor actress.

6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners. How did you do?

The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are
no second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the
applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and
certificates are buried with their owners.

Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:

1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.
2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4. Think of a few people who have made you feel, appreciated and special.

5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.
6. Name half a dozen heroes or scholars whose stories have inspired you.
Easier?

The lesson: The people who make a difference in your life are not the
ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They
are the ones that care.

Story Number One:

During WW II, there was a fighter pilot assigned to an aircraft carrier
Lexington in the South Pacific named Lieutenant Commander Butch O'Hare.

One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was airborne,
he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to
top off his fuel tank. He would not have enough fuel to complete his
mission and get back to his ship. His flight leader told him to return to
the carrier. Reluctantly he dropped out of formation and headed back to
the fleet. As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that
turned his blood cold. A squadron of Japanese bombers were speeding their
way toward the American fleet. The American fighters were gone on a
sortie and the fleet was all but defenseless. He couldn't reach his
squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet. Nor, could he
warn the fleet of the approaching danger. There was only one thing to do.
He must somehow divert them from the fleet.

Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation
of Japanese planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he charged in,
attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch weaved in and
out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible
until finally all his ammunition was spent. Undaunted, he continued the
assault. He dove at the planes, trying to at least clip off a wing or
tail, in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible and rendering
them unfit to fly. He was desperate to do anything he could to keep them
from reaching the American ships. Finally, the exasperated Japanese
squadron took off in another direction. Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and
his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier. Upon arrival he reported
in and related the event surrounding his return. The film from the camera
mounted on his plane told the tale. It showed the extent of Butch's
daring attempt to protect his fleet. He had destroyed five enemy bombers.
That was on February 20, 1942, and for that action he became the Navy's
first Ace of WWII and the first Naval Aviator to win the Congressional
Medal of Honor. A year later he was killed in aerial combat at the age of
29. His home town would not allow the memory of that heroic action to
die. And today, O'Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the
courage of this great man. So the next time you're in O'Hare visit his
memorial with his statue and Medal of Honor. It is located between
terminal 1 and 2.

Story Number Two:

Some years earlier there was a man in Chicago called Easy Eddie. At that
time, Al Capon virtually owned the city. Capone wasn't famous for
anything heroic. His exploits were anything but praiseworthy. He was,
however, notorious for enmeshing the city of Chicago in everything from
bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder. Easy Eddie was Capone's
lawyer and for a good reason. He was very good. In fact, his skill at
legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time. To show his
appreciation, Capone paid him very well. Not only was the money big;
Eddie got special dividends. For instance, he and his family occupied a
fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the conveniences of the
day. The estate was so large that it filled an entire Chicago city block.
Yes, Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little
consideration to the atrocity that went on around him. Eddy did have one
soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly.

Eddy saw to it that his young son had the best of everything; clothes,
cars, and a good education. Nothing was withheld. Price was no object.
And, despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to
teach him right from wrong. Yes, Eddie tried to teach his son to rise
above his own sordid life. He wanted him to be a better man than he was.
Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things that Eddie
couldn't give his son. Two things that Eddie sacrificed to the Capone mob
that he could not pass on to his beloved son: a good name and a good
example.

One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Offering his son a good
name was far more important than all the riches he could lavish on him.
He had to rectify all the wrong that he had done. He would go to the
authorities and tell the truth about Scar-face Al Capone. He would try to
clean up his tarnished name and offer his son some semblance of
integrity. To do this he must testify against The Mob, and he knew that
the cost would be great. But more than anything, he wanted to be an
example to his son. He wanted to do his best to make restoration and
hopefully have a good name to leave his son. So, he testified. Within the
year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago
street. He had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer at the
greatest price he would ever pay.

I know what you're thinking. What do these two stories have to do with
one another?

Well, you see, Butch O'Hare was Easy Eddie's son.

"Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my transgressions: according to
thy mercy remember thou me for thy goodness' sake, O LORD." [Psalms 25:7]

And so it shall be that we also remember those for goodness sake.

Peace be With You,

Randolph


Thursday, July 06, 2006

 

Allow me to introduce you to Spirit World

I have yet to formally introduce you to this massive site which I have deemed "Spirit World," my collection of expertise from over the years. I believe that you can better understand the concepts presented in knowing their origins.


777 Health was the beginning phase of Spirit World. The theme began as a mixture of subjects about the Holy Trinity (represented by '777') and lesser known issues of health. Since 777 Health focuses on gematrian keys it will probably be renamed to simply '777.'

I treat health in different ways besides physical and spiritual health; there is also economic health which begat the site for Economic Reform based on Rev. Sheldon Emry's "Billions for the Bankers, Debts for the People." The holy scripture for creating and maintaining an economically healthy culture is completely logical. But, like Egyptian Pharoahs of millenia past, sinful yet powerful men find ways to circumvent God's Law within our allegedly Christian culture. These men of sin form pagan, borderline devil worshipping cults which fall under the umbrella of a thing called Illuminati, thus the illuminati spirit world sintered off from the economic reform site.

Within the same fold of lies and deceit, poison is meant to weaken the mind and flesh. We must deal with the fact that these men (and women) of sin are also men of power and influence. Sinners with power and influence like to spread poison including lies and deceit. The ignominious results of sinners are recorded at Poison Consumer Reports which has regular updates on the most insidiously ubiquitous poisons.

Other than the sites which point out the evil doings of these people revealed in Psalm 73, there is also the message of hope. Within each of Us, God has provided amazing gifts of power. We can recognize this power through the regular practice of Cleansing the Soul. I provide some personal insights into the Word of God to help my readers gain a more powerful perspective than the watered down messages you may be receiving on sundays.

The empowering themes continue from my own practice of physical and spiritual health. I call upon the expertise of experienced counselors as well as my own experience in eastern philosophy and martial arts meditation to help you with your own journey towards self improvement.

I have to admit, up front, that many people have been confused by the Sexual Health site. The theme of this site is taoist sexology; this is not the religion. Westerners are very easily confused between taoist religion and philosophy/science. True, the taoist philosophy has a different perspective of God, but there are Christians who study taoist philosophy among other philosophies as a means of adding to their academic repetoire - not their spiritual guidance; I am among those Christians. (The taoist religion is like the snake-handlers religion: They both took a passage out of context from their respective scriptures and formed a religion around it. But let's be fair. They are like most people: They only use that part which is convenient for them.) Taoist Sexology is based upon scientific study of human sexuality which corresponds to western studies, but with the focus of increasing sexual health as opposed to merely increasing pleasure.

The focus of the Arcane Energy Science Fair is to educate people about the alternate energy sciences which have suffered wholesale neglect in the mainstream. Of course, you are probably familiar with clean energy systems based on sun, wind, and water power. The Arcane Energy Science Fair gets a little more into the esoteric concepts of deriving "energy from the vaccuum" within the changing quantum states of atoms - AND - from the mass free, transducing universal ether of which mainstream science denys the existence. Strangely enough, all science is based on this fluctuating, universal ether: 'All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.' [Matthew 28:18]. Since all power is given unto us by The Lord, let's use it. In fact, here's one interesting study on Revelation 13 and it's corresponding references to cold fusion.

Arcane Energy Science Fair sintered off from Strange Science Fair which reveals the more spiritual concepts of hyperdimensional existence as a lesser known facet of human nature which is provided by God. I had such an amazing collection of theses at Strange Science Fair that I further sintered off the biophysics related papers and put them at Health Shopper. I figured that I could more easily maintain these strange articles at their respective themes.

One theme that certainly deserves our respect is the subject of Wildlife Conservation. In my humble opinion, any Good Christian has altruistic feelings towards protecting the untamed lands and God's Creatures. Remember in Genesis chapter 1; that when God created all the creatures of the land and sea, He saw that it was good. When we respect God's Creation, we respect HIM. When we love God's Creation, we love HIM. What have you done for God's Creation lately?

As an adjunct, a great many health issues have evolved into a "sister" version of Spirit World at Health Shopper. Health Shopper maintains relevant links with her "brother's" controversial subjects concerning our health.

I hope that helps you get a better grasp of "Spirit World" as a Christian themed website based on our spiritual reality. Thanks and peace be with you.


Randolph

Monday, July 03, 2006

 

Declaration of Independence - It Wasn't Just Ink

Let us truly honor the Declaration of Independence. This July 4th, this time around, let's ponder the lives that were sacrificed in this country of the United States of America, so we could live in freedom. Imagine what our 1776 freedom fighters would think if they were alive today - to see what our country has become. We need to see through their eyes. We need to understand that poverty cannot possibly exist in the world's most powerful economy unless the sin of greed controls that economy. We need to understand that sickness and despair cannot possibly exist in the world's greatest country without the sins of greed, hatred, and indulgence controlling public health. We need to understand that no terrorist organization, no matter how threatening or ignominious, can possibly erode the freedoms in a real democracy without sin controlling from the inside....




Declaration of Independence - It Wasn't Just Ink

© 1999 David Clark

P.O. Box 148/Cochran, Ga. 31014



It was the finest moment in many a town crier's career, as he stood on a barrel crying out to people just like you and me:



"When in the Course of human events,"



and you know the crier paused right then and looked out at the crowd;



"it becomes necessary

for one people

to dissolve the political bands

which have connected them with another"



and everyone knows that he's talking about us, about you, about me -- we are the One People he's talking about. And everyone stood a little straighter. Men looked at each other and nodded.



"We hold these truths to be self-evident"



and you can imagine that the crier paused again and looked out, letting the words sink in -- that we -- you and me, all of us here, right now, believe that the things on this paper are so true and so

obvious and so deep down inside of us that no one can deny it;



"that all men are created equal,

that they are endowed by their Creator

with certain unalienable Rights,

that among these are

Life,

Liberty

and the pursuit of Happiness."



The crowd listened on in silence through a long list of complaints about the government across the sea. And the crowd listened to the declaration that the people of these newborn colonies would no longer stand for being dogged around.



Men put their arms around their wives and their children. Women held on to their husbands. Sisters held on to brothers. Mothers held on to their sons.



Everyone was proud at this moment.



And everyone was scared.



They knew blood would flow on account of the words the crier called out to them. They had pledged in late night meetings that the blood to flow could be their own, as they put their right hand into their neighbor's right hand and looked him in the eye. The blood to flow would come from this group. It would come from every family; from every community.



The crier continued on to the end, where he slowed way down:



"And for the support of this Declaration,

with a firm reliance

on the protection

of divine Providence,

we mutually pledge to each other

our Lives,

our Fortunes

and our sacred Honor."



The crowd stood silently when it was over. No one cheered. Everyone was thinking that all over the countryside at that same moment there were men and women just like them who had heard the same words read out loud in stores, on porches, in churches, and on dusty street corners.



And everyone knew the British were listening, too.



To celebrate this event, I downloaded the text of the Declaration of Independence.



As I waited on it to come across the phone line it occurred to me that I could not remember having ever read it. I had seen the real thing in Washington; I had a replica of it when I was a kid. I'm not sure if I could read the handwriting on it, though, and no one ever got around to making us read it in school.



But we talked about what it meant, and how it came into being.



I was fascinated by the stories of poorly dressed men who gathered to face down the big boys in the fancy red coats.



I can remember thinking about how powerful it must have been as one neighbor after another looked each other in the eye and pledged to die side-by-side for the freedom they were all hoping for.



I remember wondering about being created equal.



I remember wondering about liberty.



I remember wondering about a thing called sacred honor.



One time Dad talked to a group of us Cub Scouts about freedom. Of all the things we must have talked about that year, this is the only topic I remember. We were old enough to start getting rambunctious;

but when Dad started talking about the word freedom and the meaning of it, I remember that we all paid attention. Daddy told us that we were free to do as we pleased as long as we didn't infringe on the rights of others.



I have spent the rest of my life since then chewing on the many flavors of freedom, trying over and over to understand what the word really meant; discovering in my own small experiences what is meant

by the rights of others, as I have been both the stepper-on and steppee of toes.



I have read about the men who put this country together. Imagine being on that committee. These boys were going to stand up to the boss in a big way. Their neighbors looked them in the eye, shook

their hand, and said "Go ahead, we're right beside you."



Imagine how it must have felt when the battles were over and the reality that the fight for freedom had been successful. Now it was up to those who had won the battle to be better men than the tyrants they defeated.



Over and over again in the history of our country, there have been voices of discontent utilizing the freedoms bought by the blood of these first American soldiers. The folks in power have probably

always thought about ways to silence the nuisance of disagreement.





I wonder if kids still wonder about what freedom is, and I wonder if anyone tells them how it started.



The folks who got up the idea of independence in the first place knew they were creating an ideal which would never be realized. They were trying to set in motion a world which was far better than the one they lived in, looking ahead to people like you and me to continue the work they began in 1776. They knew their words would be remembered and talked about long after they were gone.



Now, we live in a world where knowing our neighbor is an oddity. We talk tough about defending our homes against intruders, but I wonder if we could gather a group of men together who would be willing to die in order to defend their town from an idea.



In 1776, the villain was the King of England. As soon as independence from him was gained, the villain moved to America.



The biggest adversary to the freedoms gained in those days has been the actions of those who would be tyrants if they could and the inactions of those who would allow them to be.



The Declaration of Independence was written in ink, but what made the ink stick to the paper was the blood of men and women who gave their lives to the protection of the ideas expressed in that document.



The King of England was the enemy, and what he was trying to control were the different ideas of the raggedly dressed men and women who were carving a life out of the wilderness.



These same men and women put on better clothes and proceeded to violate the very ideas their brothers and sisters had died for, as they learned how to be the pusher instead of the pushed.



This weekend, while you're enjoying the day off and the food and the beer, take a minute to think about having the freedom to do it. Gather your kids around and tell them anything you know about the men and women who were willing to die for an idea. Shake the hand of an old man or woman, because they probably helped defend those ideas during their younger days. It's likely they know first-hand what it's like to hear bullets whizzing by while men scream in agony.



Take five minutes and read the Declaration of Independence. Think for a bit about what it must have been like to only dream of Freedom. Think about what it must have been like to join with others who were willing to die for it. Think about what is was like to shovel the dirt on top of the graves of kinfolk and neighbors who caught a lead ball in the guts and fell face down in the grass. Think of the love and the sorrow in the hearts of those left behind.



Do what you can to give life and meaning to the ideals expressed in that old paper, as you go about your business, being free.

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