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The Hydrogen Car and Multifuel DVD is BANNED from GOOGLE !

Posted in commerce, Energy, Environment, History, Michigan, Science, society, Survival by farmerjaneusa on May 24, 2011

From the USH2.com website:

WHAT GOOGLE DID TO STEVEN HARRIS AND ROY MCALISTER
What did Google Do to us ?? This is a story you just are NOT going to believe. Google has BANNED our sale of our famous 3.5 Hour Hydrogen Car and Multifuel DVD by Roy McAlister and Steven Harris.

From USH2.com: Roy McAlister standing next to his 1991 Geo Metro Multifuel Vehicle. This car runs on Gasoline, Natural Gas, Land fill Methane, Hydrogen, Propane, home made turpine fuel and any combination of the above fuels with hydrogen, or hydrogen on its own.

We use Google “Adwords” to advertise our DVD and other Hydrogen Books, DVDs and Solar Items. Google Adwords are the “ads” that show up in the RIGHT SIDE of the search screen in Google. Google has a policy that you cannot sell ‘false’ things on google adwords. This includes the selling of anything related to a car that runs on water. Cars that run on water are 100% Junk Science, False, 100% Stupidity and a 100% Scam and WE AGREE that this should not be something available for sale but the problem is Google Does NOT know the difference between Hydrogen and water !! Read on….

Reuters states Google has invested over $350 MILLION dollars in Alternative Energy Programs and despite this corporate commitment some Google Employees DO NOT know the difference between Hydrogen and water. NO Matter HOW BLATANTLY I posted on the advertisement that this is NOT a water car, that the car really does run on Hydrogen and other fuels. (See the 18 minute video of it running on PURE HYDROGEN and home made turpines) Google REFUSES to allow the ad and has now SUSPENDED my entire Google Adwords Account !!! This is a VERY Serious thing to have your account suspended…its not trivial. This happened WHILE I had letter of explanation submitted to them and WHILE the account was under a REVIEW.

Visit USH2.com for the rest of the story and more information about the DVD.

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Frequently Asked Questions About Remote Viewing

Posted in Health, Remote Viewing, Science, society by farmerjaneusa on May 23, 2011

from ProjectJedi.net:

In response to the many questions we receive about remote viewing and the perception process, we have decided to post a Q&A series of articles to answer the most commonly asked questions. We hope you will enjoy it.

This is part one of a five part question and answer series (Q&A) on perception based remote viewing, also known as Solo ERV or SERV.

Each article in the series will contain frequently asked questions about perception and remote viewing.

We will address questions on a variety of remote viewing experience levels.  Some of the questions will be for those new to remote viewing, other Q&A will be for experienced and advanced remote viewers.

Visit ProjectJedi.net for answers to questions you may have never thought to ask! If you have questions about remote viewing that haven’t been answered you can always visit the new open group on Facebook.  So far I’ve seen a lot of friendly people there heavily interested psychic abilities,  health topics and sharing knowledge.

You can view a sample video from the Project Jedi Remote Viewing Training DVD Set here.

Paul Revere’s Ride

Posted in History, society by farmerjaneusa on May 15, 2011

Paul Revere’s Ride

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.

He said to his friend, “If the British march
By land or sea from the town to-night,
Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch
Of the North Church tower as a signal light,–
One if by land, and two if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ready to ride and spread the alarm
Through every Middlesex village and farm,
For the country folk to be up and to arm.

“Then he said “Good-night!” and with muffled oar
Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore,
Just as the moon rose over the bay,
Where swinging wide at her moorings lay
The Somerset, British man-of-war;
A phantom ship, with each mast and spar
Across the moon like a prison bar,
And a huge black hulk, that was magnified
By its own reflection in the tide.

Meanwhile, his friend through alley and street
Wanders and watches, with eager ears,
Till in the silence around him he hears
The muster of men at the barrack door,
The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet,
And the measured tread of the grenadiers,
Marching down to their boats on the shore.

Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church,
By the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread,
To the belfry chamber overhead,
And startled the pigeons from their perch
On the sombre rafters, that round him made
Masses and moving shapes of shade,–
By the trembling ladder, steep and tall,
To the highest window in the wall,
Where he paused to listen and look down
A moment on the roofs of the town
And the moonlight flowing over all.

Beneath, in the churchyard, lay the dead,
In their night encampment on the hill,
Wrapped in silence so deep and still
That he could hear, like a sentinel’s tread,
The watchful night-wind, as it went
Creeping along from tent to tent,
And seeming to whisper, “All is well!”
A moment only he feels the spell
Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread
Of the lonely belfry and the dead;
For suddenly all his thoughts are bent
On a shadowy something far away,
Where the river widens to meet the bay,–
A line of black that bends and floats
On the rising tide like a bridge of boats.

Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,
Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride
On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere.
Now he patted his horse’s side,
Now he gazed at the landscape far and near,
Then, impetuous, stamped the earth,
And turned and tightened his saddle girth;
But mostly he watched with eager search
The belfry tower of the Old North Church,
As it rose above the graves on the hill,
Lonely and spectral and sombre and still.
And lo! as he looks, on the belfry’s height
A glimmer, and then a gleam of light!
He springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns,
But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight
A second lamp in the belfry burns.

A hurry of hoofs in a village street,
A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark,
And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark
Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet;
That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light,
The fate of a nation was riding that night;
And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight,
Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
He has left the village and mounted the steep,
And beneath him, tranquil and broad and deep,
Is the Mystic, meeting the ocean tides;
And under the alders that skirt its edge,
Now soft on the sand, now loud on the ledge,
Is heard the tramp of his steed as he rides.

It was twelve by the village clock
When he crossed the bridge into Medford town.
He heard the crowing of the cock,
And the barking of the farmer’s dog,
And felt the damp of the river fog,
That rises after the sun goes down.

It was one by the village clock,
When he galloped into Lexington.
He saw the gilded weathercock
Swim in the moonlight as he passed,
And the meeting-house windows, black and bare,
Gaze at him with a spectral glare,
As if they already stood aghast
At the bloody work they would look upon.

It was two by the village clock,
When he came to the bridge in Concord town.
He heard the bleating of the flock,
And the twitter of birds among the trees,
And felt the breath of the morning breeze
Blowing over the meadow brown.
And one was safe and asleep in his bed
Who at the bridge would be first to fall,
Who that day would be lying dead,
Pierced by a British musket ball.

You know the rest. In the books you have read
How the British Regulars fired and fled,—
How the farmers gave them ball for ball,
>From behind each fence and farmyard wall,
Chasing the redcoats down the lane,
Then crossing the fields to emerge again
Under the trees at the turn of the road,
And only pausing to fire and load.

So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,—
A cry of defiance, and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,
And a word that shall echo for evermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,
Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.

You can also listen to a recording of this poem from 1916 at the Library of Congress website.

Listening to the Wisdom of Whispering Water

Posted in Environment, Health, Paranormal, Remote Viewing by farmerjaneusa on May 8, 2011

If this is what written words and music can do to the form of ice crystals, what do our own words and choice of stimuli do to our bodies and minds?

As a remote viewer I have to ask: how am I affected by my assignment choices? Part of our brains resonate with what we perceive.  If a simple word on a jar can change the appearance of water,  I’m all the more inclined to cautiously choose what I allow myself to focus on during a session.

Will the vast majority of Earth’s population ever  listen to the wisdom whispered by the water?

Is Cloud Bursting Real?

Posted in Environment, Paranormal, Remote Viewing, Survival by farmerjaneusa on May 2, 2011

Yes.  If you believe you can do it, you can.  If you use proven techniques you will have better results.  If your intention is clear and steady you will be satisfied you have really affected something too far away to touch with your hands.

Don’t take my word for it, try it, research it, practice.  If you are skeptical, all the better.  I do not mean skeptical in the sense that it is taken by most people today where you have to add the word “healthy” in front of it to get your  meaning across.  I mean have an open mind and give it a fair shot yourself, WANTING to HONESTLY see results while using a CONSISTENT method.

cloud bursting is real

I’ve been practicing and getting better everyday.  I started off taking photos, but I found it distracting, and also felt like I was just setting myself up to brag, so for now I am holding off with videos and photos as “proof”.  When I become more comfortable with the idea of having this gift (that we all have) perhaps I will share as a means of inspiration. The truth is, if you want to believe – you will and if you don’t – no amount of proof is going to get you to change your mind. You just have to do it and see for yourself.

cloud bursting is real

I highly recommend the new book, Cloud Bursting: Modern Day Rain Makers & Air Benders for a scientific and historical introduction to cloud bursting.  Included are step by step instructions and an invitation to join a community of cloud bursters wanting to help improve their environment.

If you have a personal cloud bursting experience or would like to ask  trained cloud bursters  a question,  feel free to join the new Cloud Bursting group at Facebook.

Keep looking up!

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