http://agalich.free.fr/Pesnia_pro_ostrova.mp3
http://www.bard.ru/cgi-bin/listprint.cgi?id=13.20
Some poetry..
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Nov 30th, 2012 by admin
“Lauren, I wanted to ask you to take me to California with me, but I missed the moment” I said to her.
“I have a boyfriend, sorry dude” she said sweetly.. I met Peter the night I wanted to ask Lauren to pose for a painting for me, but didn’t. “I can’t go to California, even on my own” she said to me. I saw her later that evening and/answer she called me “sweet pea”.
I met Lauren on December 19th, 2011, the night I met an lost ✞ Cassie ❤ as the music from Heat played (in that scene where Val Kilmer leaves her forever), while I cried and later wept after I left my beautiful Greek restaurant and my beautiful Greek girl, who was wearing a shirt the same light brown colour I was wearing (that my mom gave to me). The night I first discovered RCC. That night I lost Cassie but fell in love with the RCC. Lauren was wearing gorgeous ripped stockings that night.
“And they’re out there – a – having fun in the warm California sun” I sang the The Rivieras – California Sun to her as she stood sideways and smiled, just like Jodie Foster
did once in a photo I cannot find.
I remember how Lauren’s eyes flowed and glowed with soft gentle flowing California sun; so beautifully, softly, melodically, lovingly; like a wave blown by a soft tender WEstern breeze on the Pacific ocean or like LAuren’s hair.
I never did get to say goodbye. Lauren left for California this year.
❤Kel and ❤ Francheska left too (for PA). I heard their baby was born yesterday, the 76th Birthday of my dear true friend ❤ Monroe. We lost Tim too, I’d love to hear “Dear Diary” one more time.
Forevermore, whenever I hear Tommy Roe’s “Sweet Pea” I’ll think about you standing in the surf in a bikini, soaking in the waves of the Pacific, and how you once called me Sweet Pea. I’m almost crying as I hear John Butler’s Ocean. Goodbye ❥ (my heart is sideways, I just checked the weather forecast it’s raining and might flood in California) , or Shalom Lauren. I wan’t to sing “Don’t Stop Believing” by Journey to you, one more time. LAuren, do you have your hair down? Dear Lauren: Is it sunny in California?
I miss you softly,
I’m going to weep tonight,
God Bless You and Peter ❤ (Peter misses you ❤ ),
Daniel ❤
http://peace18.com/archives/163723 
coloneldax2005@gmail.com
Send me an email
Tommy Roe – Sweet Pea
I’d love to know what he is saying to her at 1:39.. I think Samantha knows.
John Butler Trio – Ocean (Thanks, Ryan)
Nov 26th, 2012 by admin
Nov 23rd, 2012 by admin
Sep 16th, 2012 by admin
It greatly unburdens my heart, body and soul to tell the world that Britney Peace of Lakeland Fl is finally Ok. God honor and country and the heroes of CIA, Mossad, MI-6 and others risked their necks once again. I suspect that John R. Peace was not the only hero to give his life. Thank you Louis for what you did. Thank you Robbie for the news of sept 14 11:27 Am. Thank you Steve Jobs of IPad and God forgive my extraordinary arrogance to say of of IPhone fame. Thank you Robbie Audrey Peace for risking your life two times at 11:27 am. God forgive me if I put your life in danger, but since my march 9-10 experience with Air Force One I believe info is protection. But the real hero of the eternal moment is John , Britney’s father. I’m sorry i doubted you for calling Leo. “He freed himself at last…” Rip: John. Thom are you ok? The world will remember you.
Jan 5th, 2010 by admin
ПАРУС
Белеет парус одинокой
В тумане моря голубом!..
Что ищет он в стране далекой?
Что кинул он в краю родном?..
Играют волны – ветер свищет,
И мачта гнется и скрыпит…
Увы! он счастия не ищет
И не от счастия бежит!
Под ним струя светлей лазури,
Над ним луч солнца золотой…
А он, мятежный, просит бури,
Как будто в бурях есть покой!
1832
http://www.litera.ru/stixiya/authors/lermontov/beleet-parus-odinokoj.html
Sep 14th, 2012 by admin
Он один, а ему неможется,
И уходит окно во мглу,
Он считает шаги и множится
Счет шагов от угла к углу.
От угла до угла потерянно
Он шагает, как заводной,
Сто постелей ему постелено,
Не уснуть ему ни в одной.
По паркетному полу голому,
Шаг и отдых, и снова шаг,
Ломит голову, ломит голову,
И противно гудит в ушах.
Словно кто-то струну басовую
Тронул пальцем и канул прочь,
Что же делать ему в бессонную,
В одинокую эту ночь?
Вином упиться?
Позвать врача?
Но врач – убийца.
Вино – моча!
Вокруг потемки,
И спят давно
Друзья — подонки,
Друзья – говно!
На целом свете лишь сон и снег,
А он в ответе – один за всех!
И, как будто стирая оспины,
Вытирает он пот со лба:
Почему, почему, о, Господи,
Так жестока к нему судьба?
То предательством, то потерею,
Оглушает всю жизнь его?
Что стоишь ты там за портьерою,
Ты не бойся меня, Серго!
Эту комнату неказистую
Пусть твое озарит лицо,
Ты напой мне, Серго, грузинскую,
Ту, любимую мной, кацо,
Ту, что деды певали исстари,
Отправляясь в последний путь,
Спой, Серго, и забудь о выстреле,
Хоть на десять минут забудь!
Но полно, полно,
Молчи, не пой!
Ты струсил подло
И пес с тобой!
И пес со всеми,
Повзводно в тлен,
И все их семьи
До ста колен…
Повсюду злоба,
Везде враги,
Ледком озноба
Ледком озноба
Шаги, шаги…
Над столицами поседевшими
Ночь и темень – хоть глаз коли,
Президенты спят с президентшами,
Спят министры и короли.
Мир, во славу гремевший маршами,
Спит в снегу с головы до пят,
Спят министры его и маршалы…
Он не знал, что они – не спят.
Что, притихшие, сводки утренней
В страхе ждут и с надеждой ждут,
А ему все хужей, все муторней,
Сапоги почему-то жмут…
Не приказанный, не положенный
За окном колокольный звон,
И, упав, на колени, — Боже мой! –
Произносит бессвязно он, –
Молю, Всевышний,
Тебя, Творца,
На помощь вышли
Ко мне гонца,
О дай мне, дай же,
Не кровь – вино,
Забыл, как дальше,
Но все равно…
Не ставь отточий
Конца пути,
Прости мне, Отче,
Спаси, прости!
http://www.mnemosyne.ru/homo/galich-3.html
Jan 30th, 2010 by admin
fair warning: next links, a bit risqué:
http://web.archive.org/web/20080519190636/http://pedraapedra.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/2005/05/
and translated from Portuguese
Jan 31st, 2010 by admin
* * *
Осип Мандельштам
За гремучую доблесть грядущих веков,
За высокое племя людей
Я лишился и чаши на пире отцов,
И веселья, и чести своей.
Мне на плечи кидается век-волкодав,
Но не волк я по крови своей:
Запихай меня лучше, как шапку, в рукав
Жаркой шубы сибирских степей, —
Чтоб не видеть ни труса, ни хлипкой грязцы,
Ни кровавых костей в колесе,
Чтоб сияли всю ночь голубые песцы
Мне в своей первобытной красе.
Уведи меня в ночь, где течет Енисей
И сосна до звезды достает,
Потому что не волк я по крови своей
И меня только равный убьет.
17-18 марта 1931
http://davar.net/RUSSIAN/POETRY/MANDELSH.HTM#За гремучую доблесть грядущих веков
Feb 2nd, 2010 by admin
Feb 13th, 2010 by admin
My site is undergoing some revisions I did not personally make.
I thank the authors for their input, but would humbly ask that perhaps those revisions be made as suggestions in the comments section,
rather than in the content of the site.
Thank you,
Daniel
I wish to know my e-mail, please let me know.
ehh wish I knew linux. I guess I’ll leave it to those who do.
(I’d prefer that I made revisions personally)
It makes me sad to see the Katie photo revised.
For those who wish to leave comments and want them to be published, I will try to do so if I can.
Mar 4th, 2010 by admin
Mar 4th, 2010 by admin
This song makes me sad. I remember crying and crying the first time I heard it.
nana mouskouri – amazing grace
This one I love as well. I dedicate it to my new friends.
It was written by John Newton. A man who had a quite a change of heart (which began around this time)
Mar 5th, 2010 by admin
The roles we play is what we become.
If we genuinely behave like a good guy long enough, we become one.
There are heroes in this story and perhaps even “villains”.
But they are not even really villains - they are in pain and lost.
Lets help them with love and compassion, find their way.
I hope they do, but that is their choice.
A man who was once a “villain” can become a hero.
Remember John Newton. He wrote “Amazing Grace”.
P.S: I am not playing any role. I am not on any side. I believe in love and the good. Many of you do as well. And for those who are not, I hope one day they will have a change of heart, and we will stand together as freinds, and stop hurting each other. I do not want to win and for someone to lose. I hope that we can find a path to happiness together.
We are individuals and unique. We have individual choice. That is beautiful.
We are also here together. That is beautiful as well.
P.S: Although I am not on any side,
I do not wish my friends or my home to be injured.
I love this land. Nor do I wish harm to anyone else.
Daniel
Mar 5th, 2010 by admin
Well – so, the journey continues I guess.
Don’t know much what to make of any of this.
In my life, taking things seriously hasn’t helped me much.
Even if they are serious.
To quote a song: All I know – all I know love will save the day.
At least we can hope. Let’s relax and hope – that’s my suggestion.
Life is a quest of sorts – I suppose. Only God knows the paths we walk.
I hope that we can all find some good together.
God Bless You,
Daniel
P.S: Love this song:
Badlands (Bruce Springsteen Live in Barcelona)
So I was thinking about the Oscars this morning.
Can’t quite get back my thought, but I’ll try.
I understand that the statue is meant to be an honor, and it can be extraordinarily depressing to see a bad speech, especially one where the guy says “I’m so disappointed I was nominated” and doesn’t have much good to say, I suppose it leaves the audience and the fans with a negative feeling.
What saddens me even more that it reflects poorly on the recipient, is that it reflects poorly on a wonderful director, cast, producer, crew, cinematographer, even the visual effects people.
Has anyone ever postponed receiving the award, in lieu of a better speech?
I remember some memorable moments when Adrian Brody kissed Hally Berry, or when Roberto Benigni accepted for Life is Beautiful, or when Jodie gave the speech for the Accused.
When you watch a movie, you hope for that spontaneous, wonderful moment.
If someone who is not quite aware they are nominated, they can get up on the stage and give a clumsy, awkward performance. (Especially when they’ve had a couple of somewhat tiring days.)
For someone who is not an actor by profession, it can be a bit daunting. Ah well. Sorry folks. One can try and fall. Maybe therell be a sequel.
Wasn’t able to write this with a full clarity of mind, but thought I’d give it a try.
(Also please be aware I’m having a bit of technical issues, so the message may come in somewhat garbled)
Well, I just thought of a beautiful acceptance speech, one worthy of the moment. I wish I had thought of it last night.
I humbly ask that the awards ceremony be postponed.
I suggest the awards ceremony is when there is a good speech.
If it is not good, assume that it is not the speech.
In life there are no do-overs, but always opportunities for redemption.
I realize that postponing the ceremony does not follow the usual protocol. And can a movie really be good, after a fumble? Life can be beautiful, and if it is beautiful – the movie will be as well.
(I’m a bit self-conscious, it’s hard to be yourself in a spotlight.
Well life is life. I suspect many understand how tough that is.)
Mar 9th, 2010 by admin
Mar 23rd, 2010 by admin
Mar 23rd, 2010 by admin
Bruce Springsteen – Born to Run
Go Bruce Go!!
Mar 23rd, 2010 by admin
to Barry, Michelle, Anderson, Mitch, Dorothy.
And countless others.
You will be missed.
We need you near, but love and beauty called you someplace higher, somewhere upstairs into the fire
Не спешите сообщить по секрету :
Я не верю вам, не верю, не верю!
Но приносят на рассвете газету,
И газета подтверждает потерю
We will all meet you on the other side.
Mar 23rd, 2010 by admin
Lets lighten things up a bit. Life should be fun.
The video is a bit adult (for those who like that kind of thing):
David Guetta – Sexy Chick (Featuring Akon)
She’s nothing like a girl you’ve ever seen beforeNothing you can compare to your neighborhood girlI’m tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectfulThe way that booty movin’ I can’t take no moreHave to stop what i’m doin so I can pull her closeI’m tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful
And now Bruce is under fire. Have these people no honor?
I’m praying for you, man.
Sorry bout the judgementalism – just hurts to see friends come under fire.
Mar 28th, 2010 by admin
Psalm 38
1 O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger
or discipline me in your wrath.
2 For your arrows have pierced me,
and your hand has come down upon me.
3 Because of your wrath there is no health in my body;
my bones have no soundness because of my sin.
4 My guilt has overwhelmed me
like a burden too heavy to bear.
5 My wounds fester and are loathsome
because of my sinful folly.
6 I am bowed down and brought very low;
all day long I go about mourning.
7 My back is filled with searing pain;
there is no health in my body.
8 I am feeble and utterly crushed;
I groan in anguish of heart.
9 All my longings lie open before you, O Lord;
my sighing is not hidden from you.
10 My heart pounds, my strength fails me;
even the light has gone from my eyes.
11 My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds;
my neighbors stay far away.
12 Those who seek my life set their traps,
those who would harm me talk of my ruin;
all day long they plot deception.
13 I am like a deaf man, who cannot hear,
like a mute, who cannot open his mouth;
14 I have become like a man who does not hear,
whose mouth can offer no reply.
15 I wait for you, O LORD;
you will answer, O Lord my God.
16 For I said, “Do not let them gloat
or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips.”
17 For I am about to fall,
and my pain is ever with me.
18 I confess my iniquity;
I am troubled by my sin.
19 Many are those who are my vigorous enemies;
those who hate me without reason are numerous.
20 Those who repay my good with evil
slander me when I pursue what is good.
21 O LORD, do not forsake me;
be not far from me, O my God.
22 Come quickly to help me,
O Lord my Savior.
Mar 28th, 2010 by admin
Mar 29th, 2010 by admin
Peace 18′s final broadcast
The last broadcast of Peace 18 will never be forgotten, it will live in eternity. For those of us who were there, it lasted even longer.
The last words of the mayday broadcast were spoken by Dancer. The machine gun fire echoed heavily – almost muting out his words.
Orphelia was requesting air support for EAF-011. Colonel Danton was (still) under heavy fire at radio tower one.
The firefight aboard EAF-011 was desperate and bloody, while a few of us made love and prayed in the background. Fighter jets from all nations involved had been ordered to shoot down EAF-011. the fighter squadron leader who refused the order was named “Aquarius”. His tombstone was hidden and protected for many years hence. Aquarius would order his squadron to disregard – an order which was ignored. he was shot down by his own men, as he was attempting to eject, while simultaneously using his radio to inform Peace 18 that EAF-011 was under heavy fire. and saying goodbye to his wife on the alternate com-link.
By that time EAF-011 was also issuing its mayday hail. The prayer we said together lasted under ten seconds. Most of us would die within the next several minutes. As for the rest of us – we would be scattered to different corners of the earth. Dancer and Doria were the only ones who would see each other again
The despair was palpable. our friends Mayday Peace18 were still attempting to hold off heavy artillery fire at radio tower one. There were countless desertions from the counter-assault reams storming radio tower1. Those that did so, by dropping their weapons – were shot down by their own . there were others that turned the guns on themselves. when British assault reams ordered Danton to drop his transmitter – he refused to do so – holding it up with his right hand and a peace sign with his left. He was shot on the spot.
The reason tower one held off for so long – a good seven minutes, was because the international divisions were engaged in a heavy firefight, maneuvering for the position of being the first to take Peace 18 tower-1.
“Mayday – mayday – mayday” echoed all stations.
Dancer caressed Doria’s body, one last time.
The rest of us hugged and wept. “EAF-011 had crashed” – came in the bulletin. By now we were receiving mayday on all frequencies. The sunlight came in through the window. The “station down” calls mayday hails poured in like the winds of a hurricane. The distress calls became a hum of a million voices.
“Radio down” he said. Peace 18 was off the air.
Afterwords:
- Official news would later causally report that an insignificant (and therefore unnamed) radio station had had it’s license revoked. That it took over 532 army battalions and one third of the nations air fleet to revoke said license, was not mentioned.
- The heroic American b-teams that helped Peace 18 were later charged with treason.
- Colonel Danton would posthumously receive the Nobel Peace Prize (by unanimous consent). He would be nominated for the Congressional Medal of Honor over 300 times. He did not win.
Right now is a time for greater trust, esp. with friends.
Trust is a risk – but I belive one worth taking.
I would rather trust than not – I hope many of you would as well.
I also believe that trusting even those who I do not know yet, is beautifull.
If you treat a man as a friend, might he not choose to become one?
Mar 29th, 2010 by admin
Mar 29th, 2010 by admin
Barry, Michelle.
Many friends I have lost.
God took them without warning.
I paint this pain a darker shade of blue.
I guess it wasn’t the right time or the place, for love right then.
I’ll see you again Dorothy sunshine, when we are both like golden clouds on the wind.
thanks to (for homages):
September by LimeyDawg (poem)
We Will Meet Again by Journey (song)
The Wind and the Lion (movie)
Mar 29th, 2010 by admin
“To our soldiers in dangerous places. To those who have endured the tsunami and to all who have suffered natural disasters, and who must find the will to rebuild. To the oppressed and to those whose lot it is to struggle, in financial hardship or in failing health. To my fellow journalists in places where reporting the truth means risking all. And to each of you: ‘Courage.’”
http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2005/03/08/eveningnews/main678731.shtml
Courage – dear friends.
(Not stopping my posts – just love this speech by Rather)
Mar 30th, 2010 by admin
I am working on a book/movie script. Here is one particular scene:
Colonel Danton/Dancer’s statement to the press:
I wish to inform the members of the press (such as may be here), that all of the member of the Secret Service detachment loyal to the President (present at the time of the incident) are dead. I believe that most of the members of the administration are as well.
I would humbly suggest that congress convene in emergency session to clarify the issue of who indeed is currently president.
I urge the members of the press corps, as well as those in Hollywood, and Washington, as well as anyone (of public stature or not) to speak out on the incident in question – if possible.
The public must know that EAF-011 had crashed, and passengers dead.
Then Danton waited for the press to speak. But he realized he might have to wait a while. When will someone just come out and say it? I haven’t had the courage – so how can I expect others to?
Mar 30th, 2010 by admin
The Armor of God
10Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.
19Pray also for me, that whenever I open my mouth, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, 20for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should. (link)
Dedicated to my friend Louis. Does anyone know where he is?
I hope his counterpart is helping him.
And so – the clone wars continue.
I’m glad some have been freed.
I would say to the counterparts: you are being used, and you know how miserable your childhood was. Don’t let em use you. God gave you your own free will for a reason..
Well – the internet still seems to still be up though.
To those in the resistance movement: Don’t forget to pray. The best sword and sheild are non-violent, as Ephesians 6 points out.
The above comments are of course a reference to my book/movie script.
I wouldn’t have the audacity to say such things seriously/openly.
P.S: Can anyone confirm if my messages are still getting through?
Mar 30th, 2010 by admin
Mar 30th, 2010 by admin
Mar 30th, 2010 by admin
I hope this video doesn’t get corrupted. (ehh – I can already tell, it’s been tainted). The prince of darkness is busy these days. He’s trying to infect me as well. I’m trying to stand strong. I believe in God.
Mar 30th, 2010 by admin
Mar 31st, 2010 by admin
Air Force One crashed March 9 ~ 9:30 PM EST. Barrack Obama and Michelle are dead.
I wish to inform the members of the press (such as may be here), that all of the member of the Secret Service detachment loyal to the President (present at the time of the incident) are dead. I believe that most of the members of the administration are as well.
I would humbly suggest that congress convene in emergency session to clarify the issue of who indeed is currently president.
I urge the members of the press corps, as well as those in Hollywood, and Washington, as well as anyone (of public stature or not) to speak out on the incident in question – if possible.
The public must know that Air Force One has crashed, and passengers dead.
Secrets and lies cannot save the world, or any of us. They will not.
The truth however, I believe has extraordinary power.
Doubt is a funny things too. Have you known something and then doubted it? I just got confirmation Prime Minister Gordon Brown is dead. It was as not clear as the incident with AFO, but enough. Then after reporting it to two news bureaus, I faltered on the third.
To my friends in intelligence, esp. those in US, Israel, Britain:
Roll with the truth. It will save us. And if you can, get it to the press.
As clearly as possible. If someone associated with Secret Service, Mossad, or MI-5/6 makes a public statement, it will help a lot. The statement of anyone will help, but the statement of someone with public credibility just may save the day.
This is still me. If I get doubled, I hope many of you will know it.
Btw, this is not a damn April Dools day joke. God, I hate this day. You tell someone something, and it’s in doubt.
Some of us have serious things to say, even on April first.
Apr 2nd, 2010 by admin
“THEY CAME FIRST for the Communists,
and I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a Communist.
THEN THEY CAME for the Jews,
and I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a Jew.
THEN THEY CAME for the trade unionists,
and I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a trade unionist.
THEN THEY CAME for the Catholics,
and I didn’t speak up because I was a Protestant.
THEN THEY CAME for me
and by that time no one was left to speak up.”
Apr 2nd, 2010 by admin
Anyone who needs to reach me, email me:
coloneldax2005@gmail.com
I can give you my phone number.
My skype account is: coloneldax2005
Any friends or anyone who wants to talk to me,
Please do not hesitate to call. I’d be glad to hear from you.
You can call and ask me about my peace8.com posts, if you need a reason.
I will try to get Skype to Forward to my mobile.
To the Tea Party people:
I wish to alert you that http://www.ncc-1776.org/ has been hacked.
(evidence is this storm trooper link: http://www.theamericanresistancemovement.com/)
Appears http://www.infowars.com/ had been as well.
When real libertarians are painted as storm troopers, watch out.
Apr 2nd, 2010 by admin
And now for something lighter:
gLee Single Ladies
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gp4ZLSmxKxk
And to my friends, esp. dedicated to those in intelligence (esp. thank you to Americans, Mossad, and Mi-5/6) and those in news media:
Don’t Stop Believin’ (Glee Cast Version)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ffuCVLECpY
Apr 3rd, 2010 by admin
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Apr 4th, 2010 by admin
Apr 4th, 2010 by admin
On February 12th, 2010. Terrorists unsuccessfuly attempted to take down Air force One (With the President on board). It was not the first time – or the last.
Dates of death (RIP):
March 9, 2010, ~ 9:30PM EST: Barack Obama – President of the United States, Michelle Obama – First lady, Rahm Emanuel – White House Chief of Staff
(on board Air Force One)
March 9-10, 2010 (overnight): Joseph Biden – Vice President
March 10, 2010, ~3-4 PM EST: Benjamin Netanyahu – Israeli Prime Minister.
~ March 13, 2010: Hillary Clinton – U.S. Secretary of State
March 24-25: Sasha Obama and Malia Obama (On board military flight. The plane was stormed. They died within an hour or so.)
March 31: Tony Blair
April 1, Gordon Brown – British Prime Minister
April 3: Oprah Winfrey – talk show host (she will be missed by many), David Miscavige (despite how he lived, he chose to die as a man)
April 4: Mark Sanford – Governor, South Carolina, Mike Bloomberg – NYC Mayor
And the list grows – every day. I’ll say this again: God forgive the people who are orchestrating this, because I don’t know if I can. I say to them: Have you no honor? And have you no courage. You sit behind the scenes and plan all of this – for all of us, and make others who are scared of you do the dirty work. You appeal to the worst in others, because you have lost the best in yourself. Forget your golden plan. Pray. God will help you, you are not beyond saving. No one is. If you show some small spark of humanity. You already have it. You are still God’s children. He does not abandon his kids. You need a crisis of conscience right now, more than a starving man needs bread.
Apr 4th, 2010 by admin
We have become slaves to our own fear. The fear of being misunderstood, the fear of being hurt, even the fear of the good. Through our fear, a relatively small number of people can manipulate us and turn us against each other. Turn the world into hell on earth. The challenges are coming, and for many they are here and beyond challenges. I am afraid. Afraid I am losing my strength. Afraid I will be misunderstood. Afraid of being hurt. Afraid of pain. Death does not scare me, however. Neither does eternal hell. It does not exist. It cannot.
The answer is this: love and trust the world as if it were your own self.
There are enough good, honorable people here to change the nature of this story. I believe in you. Those I know and those I do not.
And as for the ones who are lost to the point of wanting to destroy everything, they have a heart too. They just need to find it.
Shalom and God Bless You,
Don’t stop believing,
Happy Easter
Daniel
Am I in danger of being held under duress within a week?
I am not asking for protective custody, as I do not think it can save me. Mabye a temporary, voluntary one, while I give info?
Nah, don’t want one – no thanks. Just want to come in and give info.

Someone please reach me with info, and if you can, identify yourself.
Apr 5th, 2010 by admin
Mark, fell in love in Argentina.
But the world did not agree.
Mark fell in love in Argentina,
Found her lovely body and went free.
Mark fell in love in Argentina,
But the world did not understand.
Mark, you fell in love in Argentina,
And I can.
Mark, won’t you let go of power?
Mark, won’t you come back to her?
The hell with fame,
The hell with power,
Go back and love her with all your soul.
(You found your heart in Argentina,
Let the world say what they may)
Go back and love that/your wildwood/precious/lovely flower,
And let them say you are absurd.
Go back and live your finest hour,
Go there – and love her with all your soul!
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I am calling for a national soma boycott, for all hallucinogenic mind-alternig drugs. (per Satyagraha)
I ask the people of MindFreedom International to organize one. Lets pick a day.
I am going to attempt to start mine today. I’m dropping my Abilify right now, and I hope to drop the Depakote tonight also.
Small acts of faith. Tough ones to take, but worth taking – I hope.
May 4th, 2010 by admin
I need you near, but love and beauty called you someplace higher..
May 4th, 2010 by admin
Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
And you it’s only seed.
May 5th, 2010 by admin
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(In case this got lost in the crossfire)
PS: On an unrelated note: I will try to respond to all the comments.
Haven’t had the chance yet..
May 11th, 2010 by admin
Badlands (Bruce Springsteen Live in Barcelona)
I feel compelled to post this again. What sucks is I can’t get the usual joy I usually get out of it
I’m singing and it comes in all half-baked – if even that,
Jun 4th, 2010 by admin
I remember that night we sat together on the lifeguard tower.
Do you remember when we ran through the waves and you asked me what I was thinking?
I remember that night I sat on the bathroom counter, bloodying my knuckles on the counter surface
Did you hear me?
I remember when you touched my neck and I was happy.
Do you remember when you said ‘lets do something else’?
I remember standing on the ledge.
Why did I forget you then?
I see you in my dreams
I see your face and I am happy
Where are you?
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I am working on a book/movie script. Here is one particular scene:
Colonel Danton/Dancer’s statement to the press:
I wish to inform the members of the press (such as may be here), that all of the member of the Secret Service detachment loyal to the President (present at the time of the incident) are dead. I believe that most of the members of the administration are as well.
I would humbly suggest that congress convene in emergency session to clarify the issue of who indeed is currently president.
I urge the members of the press corps, as well as those in Hollywood, and Washington, as well as anyone (of public stature or not) to speak out on the incident in question – if possible.
The public must know that EAF-011 had crashed, and passengers dead.
Then Danton waited for the press to speak. But he realized he might have to wait a while. When will someone just come out and say it? I haven’t had the courage – so how can I expect others to?
Apr 3rd, 2010 by admin
I urge all ex-members and members of Church Of Scientology, to publicly disclose, the scam this group is planning on perpetrating on the world.
I also urge the worlds intelligence agencies to investigate this and make the information known to the press. I have information, I am willing to share.
Jason Beghe, Mike Rinder, others, hu-rah. Speak up boys. Now is a good time.
Won’t someone in Mossad or CIA call me? MI-5/6. Where are you boys? I have info.
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Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget
falls drop by drop upon the heart
until, in our own despair, against our will,
comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.
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“Lets do something else” she said (to me). I sit on the bathroom counter – and cry. I ran through the waves with her – at night. We sit together on the lifeguard tower. I see my wall, and tears stream down my face,
As I remember (and miss) her. She hops over the fence – like a little boy, with the ease of a little boy hopping over the fence. She touches my face with her nose. We sail away on a little ship, just me and her, in the middle of the summer ocean, heading for our own little oasis/haven. She touches my neck as she puts/rubs on aloe vera juice/gel. I’m lying on the cot, and she puts a mouse, on my blanket. I fall to my knees and tears stream down my face, as I pray for her.. I’m hanging on to the windowsill, and she pulls me up, saves me and makes love to me. Saves me.”Good morning” she says. The blood runs down my knuckles, can she hear me?!
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Meghan – I miss you, more than I can (even) say. I wonder what you are like in heaven. You must be much like you were on earth – beautiful. That is all I can say. I wonder when I will see you again. You must be watching over me – even right now. I wish I could remember your face. I wish we got to spend more time than those precious two hours. I don’t know of any way to connect with you but to write to you, as if you were to read this. How many more times will I try to remember your face until I see it again, with full clarity? I don’t know how to pass the time, Meghan. Every minute seems to drag by, as if it was an hour. That is always how it is when you are waiting for something. Especially waiting for something you desperately want. Just to remember your name and that I knew you and that you knew me, brings me joy. It must be all worth it, as James C. Herper said. You bore your own cross, Meghan. You did. God knows you did. Will I have to? I hope not. I wish I took your hand that night. How I wish. I would give anything to make it so. But that is something that I cannot change. Maybe something even God cannot change, if such a thing is possible. I wonder how you went, into that gentle good night. Maybe you remembered me. Maybe when it is my time to go. I will think of you. As you always were, and as you will always be. Your last moment will never be forgotten, it will live on in eternity. And how I wish to live with you in eternity – one day, Meghan. My beautiful Meghan Cross.
From Meadowview Psychiatric Hospital
595 County Avenue, Secaucus, NJ 07094
Posted on my behalf by my brother. If anyone wants to, write me a postcard or a letter. Please do so.
Daniel Veytsel
Sep 14th, 2012 by admin
“Do you believe in miracles?” I asked Britney. Britney Peace of CIA child Monarch program, was transferred approximately on September 11th, late evening or middle of the night to possibly Hampton(sp?) state hospital or an undercover CIA facility, from Summit Oak Psychiatric Hospital (NJ). “Go into her room and give her a kiss on the cheek, that is all you need to do to save her and send her on her way.” said Steve. I ran in, but hesitated and they dragged me out. I could not save her. “You are not her hero.” said Kyoung. He is right, I am not, but maybe there is someone who is. I urge the worlds intelligence community to save Britney Peace (now Patricia), if there is still time, possibly currently being tortured by the CIA for what she knew, what she found out, and for trying to speak. “I wanted to preach the gospel. I failed she said. I thought maybe I could love her. As if her grace was not enough. “Don’t try to help me” she said. “You’ll only get in trouble.” How many more dead girls will I have on my conscience before God forsakes me? “I will never make love to you – I will never see skies so blue. I will never see the despair in your eyes, and I never heard your cries.” How many more times will I say that again? Will I die with that poem still un-rewritten? I asked Ashley to help me write a different version. I didn’t make it in time, Ashley. And maybe not in time to help Britney. The world deserves to hear her sing Amazing Grace, like I was blessed two times to. A simple kiss on the cheek and things might have been different. Selfishly, I hope for the sake of my own conscience, that it is not too late. Someone save Britney Peace. Maybe Louis.
God Bless, 3:16 AM.
Daniel Veytsel (discharged from Summit Oak, yesterday).