Link: “Light, Microorganisms, Commensalism, and Origins of Life on Earth,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 25 August 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-a3Q ..
Link: “Congruence: Sea Sapphire – Mitochondrion . Generator Coil – Earth EMF,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 23 May 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8I8 ..
Link: “DNA Upgrade for Earth 66 Million Years Ago: Chicxulub Asteroid . Cosmic Ray Consuming Bacteria,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 22 May 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8Iw ..
Link: “Did Martian Bacteria Bioengineer All Life on Earth (Including Us)?” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 3 December 2016; revised on 9 July 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6uD ..
Link: “On Martian Bacteria: Good Martians and Bad Martians,” channeled by Alice B. Clagett, published on 21 November 2016; revised on 9 July 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6qW ..
Link: “Beings from Mars Who Have Been on Earth for 75,000 Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 20 November 2016; published as a separate blog on 6 February 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gmT ..
Link: “The Large Intestine and the Army of the Night,” by Alice B. Clagett, Filmed on 19 November 2016; published on 20 November 2016; revised and transcribed on 23 November 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6qi ..
Link: “How the Incoming Light from the Great Central Sun Is Affecting Earth,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 12 December 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4sI ..
Link: “Archetypal Images to Support and Protect Humankind,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 20 September 2016; revised on 20 August 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6ab ..
Link: “Laniakea, Siriuns, Sun-to-Earth Footprint, 33rd North Parallel Line,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 10 August 2015; revised on 18 May 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5ef ..
Link: “The Child Who Thought She Could Fly,” stories by Alice B. Clagett, written on 16 August 2015; published on 22 April 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5af ..
Link: “Catching Crabs on the Chesapeake Bay,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, Published on 16 July 2013; audiotrack and Summary added 29 June 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6AZ ..
Link: “Lucky Stones,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, published on 16 July 2013; audiotrack and Summary added on 29 June 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6AS ..
Link: “The Uncle with Blue Eyes,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 28 May 2018; disappeared from website by 29 March 2020 … Maybe it was black magic! … reposted on 29 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haz ..
Link: “A Childhood Story: Picking Blackberries,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-46y ..
Link: “Reuniting Soul Fragments,” stories by Alice B. Clagett, published on 22 April 2014; revised and republished on 5 January 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8b2 … See the section: ALICE’S STORY ABOUT HER GRANDMOTHER (HER FATHER’S MOTHER)
Link: “My Father’s Father,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 26 January 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gaD ..
Link: “Memory of the Moment of Passing of My Father’s Father,” a vision by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 18 January 2018; revised on 14 September 2018 and on 7 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8ga ..
Link: “Trinity Episcopal Church in Upper Marlboro, Maryland,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 November 2014; published on 3 December 2014; republished on 30 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ob ..
Link: “Descent of Grace: Sanctuary from the Demon Realm at Trinity Episcopal Church,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 21 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-haq ..
Link: “A Ghost Story: Rose of Rose Valley,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 28 August 2019; published on 29 August 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-e55 ..
Link: “Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?” a song by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 4 December 2016; published on 5 December 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6vp ..
Link: “Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark,” stories and song by Alice B. Clagett, published on 10 June 2014; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-89C ..
Link: “My Uncle Marbury and Me,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 27 February 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gFq ..
Link: “Turning of the Ages: The Series,” prayers by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 10 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fxn ..
Link: “Ingleside: My Grandmother Clagett’s Place,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, published on 7 December 2014; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4TC ..
Link: “‘Concord’ – The Farm Where My Mom Grew Up,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 28 November 2014; published on 9 October 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Ns ..
Link: “Graves of My Mom and My Sister,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 30 November 2014; published on 3 December 2014; republished on 30 October 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7Oj ..
–from Link: “Compendium: My Childhood and Family, and Later Years,” by Alice B. Clagett, compiled and published on 21 March 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-h50 ..
Here is a compendium of astral insights into the murder of Dylan Redwine, who disappeared on 18 November 2012 in Vallecito Lake, Colorado, a little before my first visit to the area of Bayfield, Florida Mesa, and Durango, Colorado.
As it turned out I spent the summers in Florida Mesa for the next few years, I was very attuned to the upset of the people in those communities back then. I myself was right upset by their upset, and have done my best to chronicle the dreams I had back then, which I feel had to do with the collective unconscious of those communities as they came to terms with the disaster that had happened there.
I feel the results may help law enforcement pinpoint difficult couples relationships that may lead to child torture scenarios because of the couples’ catastrophic childhood experiences, especially during times of solar flaring and incoming coronal mass ejections.
I note the following events during approximately the interval when Dylan Redwine disappeared. At the time, it seemed there might be some glomming between a meditation group I had joined, centered in Durango, Colorado, and a prior meditation group I had joined, centered in Pacific Palisades, California.
Also, it seemed there was a ‘name glom’ from the second group to the Mike Dunn and Yogananda Street events listed below. I have yet to get to the bottom of the glom effect, and perhaps never will.
11/08/2012 M1.7 Flare @ 02:23 UTC – Sunspot 1611
11/11/2012 M1.0 Flare @ 02:23 UTC – Sunspot 1614
11/12/2012 M2.0 Flare @ 23:28 UTC – Sunspot 1613
11/13/2012 M2.8 Flare @ 20:54 UTC – Sunspot 1613
11/13/2012 M2.5 Flare @ 05:50 UTC – Sunspot 1613
11/13/2012 M6.0 Flare @ 02:04 UTC – Sunspot 1613
11/14/2012 M1.1 Flare @ 04:04 UTC – Sunspot 1613
11/18/2012 Dylan Redwine last seen (died later?)
11/20/2012 M1.6 Flare @ 19:28 UTC – Sunspot 1618
11/20/2012 M1.7 Flare @ 12:41 UTC – Sunspot 1618
11/21/2012 M3.5 Flare @ 15:30 UTC – Sunspot 1618
11/21/2012 M1.4 Flare @ 06:56 UTC – Sunspot 1618
11/23/2012 Mike Dunn (another Mike Dunn, not the kirtan player from Pacific Palisades Self-Realization Fellowship) murder of Jordan Davis in Jacksonville, FL
11/27/2012 M1.0 Flare @ 21:26 UTC – Sunspot 1620
11/27/2012 M1.6 Flare @ 15:57 UTC – Sunspot 1618
11/28/2012 M2.2 Flare @ 21:28 UTC – Sunspot 1620
12/12-27/2012 Alice’s first trip to Durango in recent years
12/14/2012 Sandy Hook massacre … alleged shooter Adam Lanza killed 20 children and 6 adults in Sandy Hook Elementary School, after first shooting his 52-year-old mother Nancy 4 times in her face in their home at 36 Yogananda Street, Newtown, Connecticut.
Link: “Amateur Sleuth: The Dylan Redwine Murder Mystery,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 20 June 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7nr ..
Link: “Astral Story: S and M Couple Engaging 24-7 in Astral Rape,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 14 April 2017 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-77L ..
Woman in Couple … Link: “Soul Wounding and the Issue of Transgender Violence,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 27 March 2017, revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-76p ..
Link: “The Serial Killer: Fact and Phantasmagoria,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 17 November 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6pR … See the subheading: Astral Story About Dylan Redwine, a Durango Child Who Was Killed
Link: “Acting Out by Followers on a Group Leader’s Subconscious Suggestion,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 7 March 2016; published on 14 March 2016; transcribed on 5 June 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-4ZP … See the section: Example: Astral Story about Dylan Redwine’s Disappearance in Colorado
Link: “Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Nagging Wife,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 31 July 2015; revised on 2 December 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5QZ ..
See also … Link: “On Torture, and Being Tortured,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 2 February 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8hH ..
There is an interrelated topic to do with killing cults and groups acting out the subconscious suggestions of group leader. This topic might be explored by selecting from amongst the blogs in my blog categories: Crime families – cults that kill – outlaw gangs – street gangs … and … Circle of one
Here is a Tiny Anthology of Wild West Poems, in alphabetical order by title. For the poems that have soundtracks, I suggest listening to the recording while reading the words of the poem. That way the flavor of the poem may the better be conveyed …
…………………………………. THE CLINK OF A REPTILE’S TOEStop
A Fanciful Poem by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words 11 February 2018
There was a fellow in Desperadoville
Who loved to kill for a sexual thrill
A wise guy stopped by who said, “My gosh …
You make your kills with swashbuckling panache!
“I have one request … ‘Cause
These kills make such messes …
Once monthly, finesse this …
“Then say goodbye
To the townspeople’s sighs,
To their nightmares and cries …
Go and give it a try!”
So he tried this advice,
And at first it seemed nice
But the beat of his heart
Did a Humphrey Bogart
When he practiced that art
And, quick as Jack Robinson,
He ditched that lesson
Day after day, began
Once more rampagin’
One night, drinking liquor,
This hard hitter figured:
“The trouble’s your ticker!
“It’s too fast a racer
I’ll put a pacemaker
Inside it. Then killin’
Won’t be so thrillin’
“Cause when I think ‘hatchets’
My heart just won’t ratchet
Up, due to this gadget.”
So he found a doctor
To make up an order
To purchase the gizmo
To KO his MO
A life of crime
Don’t stop on a dime
It worked for a time
Then the day arrived
When he contrived
A vast panorama …
A homicide drama …
That went off as expected
For he fled, undetected
And savored the deed with espresso
This is far from the norm
He surmised, all forlorn …
My heart didn’t vet the crescendo
He moped for a while
Though it wasn’t his style …
“I’ll have to make hay
In a cold-blooded way,”
He declared: “Easy come, easy go!”
–from Link: “The Clink of a Reptile’s Toes,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, published on 11 February 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8lU ..
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett 27 November 2019
Would you like some counterfeit?
We have tons and tons of it.
If you say yes, and Fort Knox knocks,
They will have what you have not …
The stuff that dreams are made of.
Who can guess with what duress
The Feds will put you to the test?
Confess! … unless you’d like a drubbing.
So I say: At the end of the day
It’s better to have what you make,
Than fake … albeit merely pennies.
Then, should the Feds express distress
You can show what you were paid …
And so allay budding dismay
On the part of every party.
I do presume to sing this tune
Of happiness without much stress
By being quite the opposite
Of those who profess to be lawless.
Heartache creeps in
When the heart takes a spin
To the land of the heartachy hard case …
Perhaps not the gallows
Yet prison will swallow
The years of our youth
Amongst the uncouth
Who did not know real bread
–from Link: “Fool’s Gold,” a rhymed poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 27 November 2019; published on 30 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-feX ..
THE GATORADE KIDtop
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett 25 October 2019 Soundtrack and Words
There was a kid
who lived outside
He lived right behind
The Iron Horse Inn
When the snows came
He would beg those within
for a chance to stay warm
from dusk to dawn.
The rent he paid was
a goofy grin
and if they required it –
a night’s love-in
One day I heard
a car drive by
I heard, offhand:
Would you like a ride?
and the kid said: Sure!
They stopped just offroad
in an evergreen aisle.
The man at the wheel
said with a smile:
Kid, wanna go the mile?
I can make it worth your while!
and the kid said: Sure!
Then I saw the boy’s face
contorted in pain
Oh! Why does it feel so strange?
He fell down bleeding by a back tire
On the ground down snow
‘Twixt the car and the lane
Two men guffawed
and drove away
The next day I walked out
my motel door
hoping to see
the boy’s face once more
I saw his Gatorade lying there
in a snowdrift
by a new guest’s door
It was tipped sideways.
It was half full –
the liquid bright blue
on the shoveled snow
Next day I walked out
with a flutter of hope
like a blue bird tangled
up in my heart
I saw the Gatorade
sunk in the snow
and my heart checked out
of the Iron Horse Inn.
–from Link: “The Gatorade Kid,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 25 October 2019; published on 25 October 2019; video published on 24 November 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-eHr ..
…………………………………. THE HATEFUL HEARTtop
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words 24 November 2016
The hateful heart needs no consoling
As it’s always patrolling …
Looking for someone to love it,
Though it has no love to give. It
Prowls Earth like velociraptor,
Looking for love ‘ever after’.
When it finds it, it will eat it!
Then, looking for another sweet, it
Moans and groans,
Until it owns:
There is no love,
Unless you feed it!
–from Link: “The Hateful Heart,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 November 2016; published on 30 November 2016 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6tQ ..
…………………………………. THE HET UP VETtop
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words 20 February 2018
There once was a vet
Who began to feel that
He had too many cows on his docket
I have it! He stated
Since cash flow’s abated
I’ll try out a new line of profit
And so he ablated
That work he hated.
In favor of work that . . . The hospit-
-al blues …
Mercy me! Made the news
That vet had a profit
That couldn’t be crop-ped
Stop it! … Awe but!
Them that knows it, just drops it!
The dickens, you say!
I could bellow all day
‘Bout the vet who transformed his meal ticket
Yup. The hospit-
-al blues were front page news
For the vet with moolah to deposit
–from Link: “The Het Up Vet,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, published on 20 February 2018; revised on 14 October 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8nK ..
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words 19 September 2019
This is a fictional, narrative poem.
I said, I’m a charity trust trustee
Ought I stay on the board or leave it?
He said, Why live with clutter?
Out of the corner of my eye
I looked round at his office
No papers, no books, no cabinets
Just a laptop and a printer
Ok, I said. I agree
As he handed me the paper to sign
his eyes cut like a razor
. . .
He said, Here are your POA forms
One is for power over health
the other for just about everything else
If you want
my wife and I
can provide that service for you
His eyes looked clear, like river ice
early on, in the winter
Ok, I said. I will sign them
. . .
His eyes turned blue like the midday sky
as he handed me the papers
Here’s a form, he said,
that I always advise
it’s important for your children
After 3 days they pull the plug
it saves them from commotion
I said, I don’t like that form at all!
Look at me – I’m the picture of perfect health
and then, I have no children
His eyes glinted like sun on snow
He said, My advice is to sign it.
. . .
He opened the door to show me out
Then stopped for half a second
My wife, he said, does health massage
I said, May I have her number?
. . .
. . .
She said, I can’t see you at my job
They’re fixing the floor in my office.
I’ll do the massage at our home instead
Her voice was like raspberry jam on toast
Why did that concern me?
What day? I asked
with a frog in my throat
She said, I’ll get back to you
Two weeks later, I found the door
of the place where she and her husband lived
Here, she said, is my new massage table
Her hand touched the cloth
in the way that a priest
offers the Sunday Eucharist
. . .
I don’t disrobe for massage, I said
I hope you can work around that
Her lips froze
Her eyes assessed
Her hip touched the edge of the table gently
Would that be ok? I asked
Ok, she said. Lie down here.
. . .
This is a new technique, she said
You’ll be the first to try it
and she explained cerebrally
the ins and outs of the method
Then out of the blue, it seemed to me,
she said, Do you know Catherine?
I have known her for years, she said
and I really like her
My eyes froze, then relaxed. O yeah.
It’s Catherine that’s working back in town
next door to this young lady
A hunch formed in the back of my mind
before I could see
more than a claw
or the look on the face of it
. . .
A man in a hat
that concealed his face
walked in from the yard
As he cleared the lintel I saw
the door was still half open
His shadow lay
like a long black line
on the floor at the foot of the table
Who’s that? I asked
O, she said,
He’s just a gawker from next door
You don’t mind, do you?
I said, Yes I do!
The stranger stopped inching towards us
He turned round in the cool dim room
felt for the door with his left hand
and stumbled into the sunlight
. . .
My blood turned hot.
My hands got cold
My heart got a speeding ticket
I sat up.
My gosh, I have to go!
Here, let me pay you
–from Link: “Ice,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 19 September 2019; published on 21 September 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-eio ..
IS THERE A HOTEL HILTON IN HELL? OK, THEN, HOW ABOUT A SKI LIFT IN PURGATORY? top
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett 11 February 2018
When we get to the afterlife
There is no social din or strife
No ritz, no hoi polloi-ing there
No pas de trois, no gamesterware
The agent of that shift’s quite clair …
The Mind of God is in the air
God will sit there on His Throne
And every pecadillo’s known
No boodle tendered to His cause
Can make the Hand of Wisdom pause
We can’t hop on that ‘so long’ bus
or ride the rails to dodge the fuss
God speaks our truth,
And then, forsooth,
It’s we that must the piper pay
When we face God on Judgment Day
–from Link: “Is There a Hotel Hilton in Hell? Ok, Then, How About a Ski Lift in Purgatory?” a poem by Alice B. Clagett. written on 11 February 2019; published on 19 February 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8n1 ..
ODE TO A SCARLET VARLETtop
A story by Alice B. Clagett 24 February 2018
You know, some people say that, when a criminal pays,
by going to jail, and then gets out again,
that they’ve paid their debt to society,
and so they deserve a second chance, right?
And so, but …
There are certain criminals that don’t want a second chance!
So I’ve composed this ode in honor of those sorts of criminals.
And it goes like this:
I have paid my debt to society
and I pay it again each week Die, Sucker, Die!
And a makeover artist says:
If they shine their shoes, and buff up their lats
Nobody will know about their past!
And those guys say: Die, Haberdasher, Die!
And the ladies say:
Whoo-eee! It’s a lot of fun
Fooling around with the reformed ones!
And those guys say: Die, Pollyanna, die!
And humanitarians say:
Oh, these guys had such rough childhoods
Maybe we can help them with their livelihood
And those guys say: Die, Goody Two-Shoes, die!
So, every Friday or Saturday night
They give the citizens quite a fright …
You will pay for the miserable way
You’ve treated us! It’s Judgement Day| Die, Citizen, Die!
Well, I have to say,
I’m just put out by the situation
I’m daunted …
I’m just not wantin’
this reptilian lingo
You already know that story!
But what I hear, on a Friday night, Is Die, Citizen, Die!
–from Link: “Ode to a Scarlet Varlet,” a story by Alice B. Clagett, written on 24 February 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8zO ..
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words 22 February 2018
he would tout,
That I can’t
They’d blurt out
he would shout:
I’d rather be blud-
take out that slug
and then wince
to the pinch
of a lynch mob’s
–from Link: “The Outlaw,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, Written on 22 February 2018; published on 22 April 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8z0 ..
…………………………………. TINSEL HEAD: TO BE OR NOT TO BE?top
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett 18 December 2019
I shall wear tinsel on my head
And then by demons will be lead
Then by no one shalt be said
That my head is full of lead …
They’ll bow down to me
–from Link: “‘Tinsel Head’ Tale: Scrimmages with a Los Angeles ‘Brujo Cult’,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 18 December 2019; published on 23 December 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-fIS ..
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett 28 July 2018