A judge has revoked a key permit for the controversial Keystone XL tar sands pipeline, in a victory to tribes and environmentalists. Photograph: Nati Harnik/AP
The controversial Keystone XL tar sands pipeline has been dealt a major setback, after a judge revoked a key permit issued by the US Army Corps of Engineers without properly assessing the impact on endangered species.
In a legal challenge brought by a coalition of environmental groups, a federal judge in Montana ordered the Army Corps to suspend all filling and dredging activities until it conducts formal consultations compliant with the Endangered Species Act.
The ruling revokes the water-crossing permit needed to complete construction of the pipeline, and is expected to cause major delays to the divisive project.
I just have a quick question before I definitively go to bed. As I have been updating my site and expanding my reach I have been offered a lot of choices about whether or not to militarize my site with a financial income stream I decided this is completely unnecessary as I actually have a job in the real world.
I would be interested to hear from those that teach the good gospel of Christ the Redeemer and also profit form selling both material and digital goods such as baseball hats, selling extra access to your site and selling videos of yourself doing something or other with perfect white teeth and not much on in the clothes department! Do you think people are tunning in to hear about your views on God or something else and would Jesus have been impressed with your charitable goods?
Also Jesus In the Revised Standard Version, the nine Beatitudes of Matthew 5:3–12 read as follows: Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth and finally the Rich oh dear, dear. He says
The term “eye of a needle” is used as a metaphor for a very narrow opening. It occurs several times throughout the Talmud. The New Testament quotes Jesus as saying that “it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God”.
The eye of a sewing needle is the part formed into a loop for pulling thread, located at the end opposite from the point.
Do digital bloggers turn there back or move there minds eye away from the treachings concerning poverty and wealth and community living or do you tackle these issues wiuth as much reverance as your boastful spirit about the death of your Christ.
Good night one and all God bless. Sweet digital dream.
I find it so hard to navigate and spell my words properly on my website I normally publish a page first and then edit it after the event (what a muppet). I have found designing and navigating the page so dam frustrating. I paid a friend to add some structure to my site he is a web designer and it is keeping it looking presentable for now. Just been linking a new Facebook page to this site.
Well as I last looked at the clock it was 03:34 so time for bed now.
Good night thank you for reading. See you later litigator or should that have been alligator? Who knows like I say spelling bad visual word journey good.
Thank you to the strangers on here that like and support what I try to do, I can’t ever explain how personal this all is but I feel this is my voice this is my time and if I do not speak a life might be lost and I am a greedy soul I want to help as many as I can. The internet has been like an echo chamber for me where I can scream and shout to people and for my thoughts and views to light up like a righteous fire that burns like a brightness that this world has not seen for many a year. I feel like I’m burning with ideas and visions and desperately trying to get them off my chest at this difficult time for all.
I am so angry but happy at the same time that I have been given this choice in time to say my truths. I’m so angry that someone has not said what I am saying before I was born on this planet that makes me fume so much. But happy in that I am here to help consider me a second class option to the one you really wanted.
Right now I get a lot of solace comfort from the friends that I live, work rest and play with back up in the real world which I am presently along with about 75% of the population in lock down from. As well as the love from of my family. Most other people just don’t really know me and think me mad, stupid or close to death.
I really do think this planet is a slave to itself and a little light of positive awakening through my psychosis at a time of strife and destiny for the planet can only be a good thing. A beacon is now lit and some want to stand in the flames and feel the burn, other are afraid to look or pretend it is not there or just stick their head up their own arse instead of looking themselves in the mirror and standing by their own truths and others are afraid that I am a psycho monster.
I know instead of the hard-work that it is going to take to shape a world worth living for we could ask your God to get a magic wand out and start firing fire-bolt’s from his arse because that seems like the right-thing to do now.
Today as I held my phone in my hand I wanted to phone my brother and tell him what I was up to and that I wanted him to tell him to take care and that I loved him. I could also tell him what little battles I had won and what ones I hoped to take on tomorrow, my brother was much more selfless than me and for that I am in awe of still to this day. He would be so proud of me and loving too. If he could see how I was doing today with holding a job down, keeping a roof over my head, having good friends and having a future to look forward to. He has seen me stair into the abyss many a time when we grew up together and the more angry and expressive I became the funnier he would find me because he knew he had my back.
He got married to a women and they through the good grace of God have a child, that child was the most important being in this world to my brother and I hope he knows that one day. Sadly it did not work out between my brother and his wife and so they divorced resulting in one of the most painful experiences in my brothers short life.
My brother had a hotline to God, I shit you not. He could see spirits walking around in the material realm those that had died who possibly were unaware they were dead or liked to stay down here and play with us humies. My brother also told me of a time when he astroprojected his being to check up on someone he cared about wanted to see what they were up to, that scarred the crap out of me and although its not something I can do myself I knew that all these things he experienced were completely true for my brother was my brother and never lied to me.
In that token I fear I have most humiesat a disadvantage because even though I cannot and hope never to be able to do these magic tricks that my brother did I know that the fact that he could do them meant they were real and therefore I know there is a supernatural force out there I do not require, proof, faith or even dare I say hope.
I hope my brother is now in heaven for he lived his life as a good man and always nurtured my soul, had my back and would do anything asked for by me. Alas due to his violent suicide I do not know if God will allow him into heaven. Although thanks to one of my Catholic uncles he had a mass held for my brother or had the Priest pray for my brother once he was dead I forget which now it was a few years ago and my memory is not good at the best of times.
I just tried to look up a Catholic prayer for the dead online for my brother and have read and found the one below.
God our Father, Your power brings us to birth, Your providence guides our lives, and by Your command we return to dust.
Lord, those who die still live in Your presence, their lives change but do not end. I pray in hope for my family, relatives and friends, and for all the dead known to You alone.
In company with Christ, Who died and now lives, may they rejoice in Your kingdom, where all our tears are wiped away. Unite us together again in one family, to sing Your praise forever and ever.
Due to the nature and circumstances of his death the prayer does not give peace or comfort to me for I believe in my heart of hearts he should, could and would have still been here today should he have made a better choice and as I am such a persuasive person myself I believe I could have had a chance of saving his life. The people with him that night fought and battled and were bruised in there efforts to fight for his life. My weapons would have been words and tears to stop him in his moment of madness and there is a chance that I could have stopped his death.
So the conundrum is as they say in the Schrödinger’s cat hypothosis which is a thought experiment, sometimes described as a paradox, devised by Austrian physicist Erwin Schrödinger in 1935, though the idea originated from Albert Einstein. It illustrates what he saw as the problem of the Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics applied to everyday objects. The determination of fate, predictability and predetermination.
Was he meant to die that night, could I have stopped him and is he now in heaven or hell?
He is still my inspiration to this day and I fear or look forward to how deep down the rabbit whole of life I can go as I honor his unfortunate departure to death until we meet again my only brother.
Just joined my first team meeting for Devon Communities Together we were all talking from work and went really well. I joined them by landline phone while they all plugged into zoom. A friend of mine has advised me not to use Zoom due to it’s hackabilty so I am just buzzing in from my landline phone to the meeting.
So good to talk to colleagues that know me as just a regular normal Joe to be ignored and sometimes listened to as they see fit. I have a meeting with our chief exec this afternoon about our communications network that we have built up to defend people from Corona19 and also from Corona19 disinformation the knowledge force-field we have implemented seems to be currently holding its own under the relentless attach of waives of negativity.
Have a tune to play for someone that I like that does not even know I exist. Ho hum, shit happens.
I have left a lot of groups recently and found it a really positive step for mental well-being and wholeness. Too many pointless untruths being posted by wankers against the government and there fellow men. I dug too deep and have been a witness to some really dark shit over the last week and taken my eyes to places I am not prepared to go back too. Whilst being forced to have my views nailed to a cross or pay money to support some shit or other. If I could help those in need of help and tell those that are the problem to royally go fuck themselves I would. But as for tempting fate, doubting Thomas or even just plane old bad ass teenage ninja turtles out there all will get there recon-pence but I ain’t that dude to do it. For those in a hurrah to play Mr big or David versus Goliath I would say hopefully you will discover what shit went down once your dead and in the meantime that is not an endorsement.
There were some great Walt Disney films to watch when growing up and going to the cinema and having that collective experience of watching an event together really was magical. Hearing someone laugh making you realize that the image on the film was funny and trying to hold back tears when things did not seem to be going so well.
I have picked out 3 trailers for 3 films that inspired me as a child. If you have children of your own perhaps these originals will inspire them to. Your children will not judge a cartoon by it’s age.
Now sit back and relax.
Finally my personal favorite
Oh are you still here well if you have not seen these films I suggest you check out the originals!
Speaking of originals this song popped into my head this evening I find the words very meaningful. The concept that you can not own the land the land owns you. Great idea isn’t it.