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Urgent advisory - The Latest Attack on Truth and Kevin Annett

2010-08-13T12:01:00.000-04:00

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From: Jeremiah Jourdain
Received: Thursday, August 12, 2010, 3:24 PM

The Latest Attack on the Truth, and on Kevin Annett: The “Hidden from History” radio program faces Cancellation – and other Recent Assaults

A Global Advisory by The Executive of The Friends and Relatives of the Disappeared – Canada

August 12, 2010

We are alerting the world to a serious threat to our efforts to bring to light and challenge the genocide of indigenous people in Canada .

For nearly ten years, only one media venue has consistently told the truth of the Canadian residential schools genocide: Kevin Annett’s program “Hidden from History”, which he established at Vancouver Co-op Radio in the spring of 2001, and has operated weekly ever since.

Last Monday, August 9, at 2:10 pm, right after Kevin had spoken on the air about the documented involvement of the Canadian government in child trafficking, and had referred to the government as “treasonous to the people of Canada”, the staff at Co-op radio unilaterally informed Kevin Annett that his show was facing revue and possible cancellation, and that he faced banning from the station.

Vancouver Co-op radio is a government funded agency whose broadcasts are heavily monitored by the state-run Canadian Radio and Television Commission (CRTC).

Ron Barbour, a Cree journalist and former broadcaster at Co-op radio who worked closely with Kevin before his sudden death in 2007, described the importance of Hidden from History, and the opposition it faced, in an interview just before he died of an apparent “heart attack”:

“I resigned from Co-op radio because of the racist discrimination I experienced there from the staff, but also because they just didn’t like Hidden from History and Kevin. All his talk of murders of native kids got them really upset. The program director, Leela Chinniah, told me on more than one occasion that she didn’t want to have the station closed down because of Kevin. She even told him to stop bringing homeless Indians into the station. I saw that happen more than once.

“If it wasn’t for Hidden from History, the world would never have learned about the genocide against us. It’s that simple. Kevin keeps hammering away, every week, when no-one else will. I’m amazed his show has lasted this long.” (Interview given to Louie Lawless and Kevin Annett for documentary “Unrepentant”, May 13, 2006)

Generations of our people owe a sacred debt to Kevin Annett and Hidden from History for forcing Canada ’s apology for residential schools and holding it and the Catholic, United and Anglican churches responsible for the massive killing of 50,000 or more of our relatives.

Now, on the verge of Kevin’s trip to Europe to organize an international inquiry into the Canadian genocide, his main public voice to the world is about to be strangled. We do not think this is accidental.

Kevin’s show has been the only one in Canada to serve as an open microphone for residential school survivors, the homeless and others. He regularly invites these outcasts into the station not only to speak on the air but to meet and find support, and a purpose in their lives. For this warm hearted practice, he has been repeatedly threatened by program director Leela Chinniah.

To quote Kevin,

“I served with Leela on the programming committee for over two years, and faced constant challenges from her to my programs, especially if they featured eyewitnesses to murders in residential schools. I was told by Leela several times directly not to have such eyewitnesses speak on my program. She also said I shouldn’t bring homeless people into the station because it would “hurt our credibility’. In 2008, she even ‘ordered’ me not to have Reg Argue, a fellow programmer, on my show, because he had criticized one of her friends at the station. Since her demands were unreasonable and exceeded her powers, I ignored them, but I tried to get her to see that our mandate was to be controversial and give free speech to those who were denied it. She has remained unreasonably hostile.”

This latest effort to silence Kevin and his radio program follows a recent, heightened assault and smear campaign against Kevin that has seen the death or disappearance of a dozen activists and members of our network.

Bingo Dawson, Chief Louis Daniels, Phillipa Ryan and two other residential school survivors who helped Kevin lead protests against the government and churches have all died since the new year. Others have vanished. Kevin’s email communications have been increasingly disrupted. And recently, a man claiming to be Kevin Annett has been seen in Vancouver ’s downtown eastside, making false statements and abusive comments to native people as part of an obvious discrediting campaign.

The use of impersonators has happened before in relation to Kevin’s work. Royce White Calf, an aboriginal judge at the June, 1998 Tribunal into residential schools organized by Kevin, told him that in 2001, a man claiming to be him operated in aboriginal circles to bring discredit and disrepute to his name.

“It’s an old FBI tactic called bad jacketing. It gets even your best friends to hate you. That’s how they destroyed the American Indian Movement. The fact that they tried it against me after the Tribunal shows they’re worried about what you’re surfacing. You can expect them to use the same tactic against you.” (Statement of Royce White Calf to Kevin Annett, June 1, 2004)

According to Kevin,

“Apparently a white guy resembling me and who claims to be me has been circulating on the streets of Vancouver, offering natives money, making sexist and racist remarks to them, and has even gone into Co-op radio late at night and pretended to be me. It’s all designed to not only alienate me from my base but discredit me personally to the world. I’ve been through this before, at the hands of the United Church , but this is on a much bigger scale now.”

Since the interior of Vancouver Co-op radio is heavily monitored by close circuit television cameras, we are concerned that the presence of this impersonator on the station premises is part of a plan by station staff to discredit Kevin and give themselves an excuse to ban him from the premises.

Kevin believes that at least one of the station staff has actually colluded in these assaults against him.

“In early 2007, two people physically assaulted me in the downtown eastside. They were both paid agents of Chief Ed John, who is suspected of involvement in child trafficking. These same two assaulters, Frank Martin and Helen Michel, appeared the next week at Co-op radio on Charles Boylan’s program. I asked Leela to ban the two of them from the station while I was present, for my own safety, and because they violated station policy. She not only refused to do so, but spread the rumor that I was discriminating against Indians! So she definitely colluded in their assault on me.”

Recently, another associate of Ed John, a native woman named Gunarjee who is a programmer at Co-op radio, has also been libeling and discrediting Kevin and his work among alternative media stations across Canada.

If Kevin Annett and Hidden from History are banned from the airwaves of Co-op radio, we will all lose. This recent attempt by the government and other parties to discredit and destroy Kevin is outrageous and disgusting.

We call upon the Co-op radio staff not only to allow Kevin the common law right to view the evidence against him, and face his accusers, before they proceed further, but to halt their harassment of him and his program.

We also call upon them, especially Leela Chinniah, to cease and desist from their efforts to interfere with the exposure of genocide and other crimes against our people, and to keep the airwaves open to Kevin Annett and the residential school eyewitnesses.

Finally, we announce that any removal of Kevin Annett or his Hidden from History program from Co-op radio will be met by our extended network of aboriginal people with public protests at the radio station, a boycott campaign directed against Vancouver Co-op radio, and other forms of direct action.

Keep our Voice Alive!

We are,

The Elders,

The Friends and Relatives of the Disappeared

genocidetribunal@yahoo.ca

Email addresses for Co-op radio staff:

Leela Chinniah: programs@coopradio.org

Daniel van Tijn: technician@coopradio.org

Ifny Lachance: admin@coopradio.org

Nicole Deagan: outreach@coopradio.org

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Mindsets are odd little things

2010-06-18T22:15:00.001-04:00

Mindsets are odd little things.

They are versatile and, in most case scenario's, useful. I love observing the mindsets of human's in their natural environment. I spend many hours collecting the tidbits of knowledge, humour and complaints.

This accounts for how I have been enabled to see life from so many viewpoints and angles of perceptions. I have been blessed by learning inner knowledge via the knowledge and life lessons of my fellow dwellers on this planetary continuum of space/time.

One can learn so much in the instant it takes to watch another life form walk in the mists of society.

For instance....

To ingest the systematic behaviorism of the fresh vegetable purchaser....the way their fingers coarsely, but yet softly caress the surface of each and every ear of corn, stroke every length of celery and the intense stare as they visually examine the quality of the expected purchase.

If through third eye sightedness you can overstand the emotion, the sincerity and the intelligence that is contained within such a simple act - then - and only then can you realize the marvelous gift that life is within this space/time continuum.

To be able to observe and learn from the complexity of everyday simplicities will also enable you to not only "read" fellow mankind as both a single being and a societal conglomerate, but to overstand their individual and combined aura's.

You will know "The Light" and by knowing will already be a beacon enlightening the pathway for others to 'Walk With Us'

There lays many mindsets within humanity - each and every being, whether human or animal, has their own singular frame of mind. Yet, they also hold within the genetic instilled mindsets. It can take decades to learn how to 'read' a fellow soul, to read a crowd and to know by this reading what YOU may do to lead them on 'The Path of Enlightenment'.

I will add to this posting as my own mindset allows the words to come forth.

Until them my Brethren, may you learn from each other, may you Love one another, may Life be pleasing for you and may you come and "WALK WITH DANN".

Together we can make a change - Peace is a reality that will someday be realized by all............and DAMN!, what a mindset we will have then!!!!!!!

Namaste'

LDV

June 18th, 2010

I woke Up And Realized It Was Confession Time.........

2010-06-10T00:50:00.000-04:00

(Re-post - original posting March 2008 dannverner.spaces.live)

I woke Up And Realized It Was Confession Time.........

Interesting thought......

In my 38 years living on my own in the deepest roots of the darkest part of society and then later in years living in the deepest roots of being rich and "Joe Citizen", then returning to become a meager man, "Just Dann", I have discovered a few things that have been constant throughout all ages - some people are good, some evil and some are agitators in the machine.

The reason our youth are like they are is the learned behaviorism from us adults. Our media, our ways and our quest to hide behind intoxicants and drugs so that we do not see the reality we have created. Our constant and very much genetic habit of "finding a reason to misplace blame", our reluctance to readily admit, "I fucked up".

There is quite a difference in allowing one's self to want to save society and people as a whole and trying to bail out a sinking ocean liner.

Some elements in our society are "bad apples" - they MUST exist for in an universe that is based on physics and said physical law that for "Every action there is an opposite and equal reaction", there will always be good and bad, evil and angelic, criminal and law abiding, dealers and undercover officers and most of all hate and love. In most dictionaries this would be defined in simple terms as "Human Life".

But, there are some elements to modern societal dance that should be dealt with differently. For to be "high" from morning till night has become the norm with all our youth, because all the adults are constantly going to bars, smoking pot, taking headache medicines, promoting sex and neglecting the basic rules of "Teaching by example".

I have personally encountered many souls that I thought had a truthful outlook on society and themselves. I was wrong with many.

In my life walk I estimate, and this would be a liberal figure, that I have encountered and exchanged thoughts with well over ten thousand people. I was a "Siddhartha" of the seventies, eighties and nineties.

I ventured on a quest to understand my fellow man and by doing so I had habitually become a "questioner" and a "recorder of thoughts".

My mind is filled with a collage of other people's poyls of wisdom, their lives and what society had dumped upon their laps. I have been disgusted with the way that everyone immediately finds a reason to put the onus or blame on other people. Any apology or statement that ends with a "BUT YOU" is not an apology - it is an "opinion", and an opinion is only worth as much as the honesty and realism of the person from which it comes.

Society was and is constructed on a "fail or survive" structure. Thereby, I am saying onto you, "that whoever or whatever decided to create us, also put into place a pathway of tricks to make us learn the difference between right and wrong".

They gave us 'truth and honesty' as also the opposing 'lies and deceit'.

I have done many wrongs in my life - and any who have really "known" me, any who have actually "Walked with Dann", will tell you straight up that I do take blame for my actions or any and all of my part in a downfall or misguided intention.

When do I more commonly do this? Simply answered...my habitual relapsing into the under belly of society - the twenty year old Biker and gang-banger coming once more to the fifty year old worn down surface of Dann's World.

There was a time in my life whereas I lived by the gun, the gun was my big brother, my voice and my constant companion. That gun led to me not knowing the beauty of a high school dance, not experiencing a 17th,18th,19th,20th,21st,22nd and many other birthdays and Christmases. That gun led to me harming my fellow man........that gun left me with a life long regret and sorrow that can not be removed or forgotten.

I had two distinctively different but also equal "GUNS" - I had the physical '9mm full auto mag' accompanied by the universally gang related 'sawed off pump 12 gauge' - that was the visual "gun", but my secondary "gun" was the most harmful.

My secondary weapon was "drugs" - and my desire to do them at the expense of creating a large group of addicted customers - so as their "grief's" and their "destruction" lay at my hand. For is I had to spend a thousand dollars per day on my arm, then they would have to buy four thousand from my coffers.

So, I now must go through my life wondering how many deaths my selling Heroin has caused, how many robberies, how many home invasions - how much sorrow did my being a "PUSHER" create in this world?

I could have chosen to be a "drug dealer", but I wanted to ride for free so, I became a "drug pusher". Listen to Steppenwolf's "The Pusher" - listen carefully.

What is the difference you are asking? A drug 'dealer' sells his product to those who seek him out and he deals in harmless drugs like hashish or marijuana, whereas the "Pusher" deals in addictive opiates and man made concoctions that lead to destruction, he does not 'sell' but rather 'promotes' to his customers.

This is just one example of what happens within our societal structures. Another example is a very basic and easily explained and often occurring instance of common human characterization.

"What troubles walk into our lives are those that you readily open your arms too."

I have done this so many times, I am thankful that I did. For, every time I foolishly let my guard down and permitted to let past habits and past acquaintances to enter into the realm of my life as I have chosen to live it the past few years, every time I have fell victim to my own misjudgments.

You cannot and should not play both sides of the societal FENCE. The Cosmic Muffin or "GOD" if you wish, she placed that fence there for a reason. The "FENCE" is the "APPLE" in the Garden of Eden. The barrier of good vs. evil.

In short, sometimes when you stretch out that hand in friendship and care, the receiver may just as well bite your fingers off. There are those who can be saved and those who will lead you on to accomplish their own agenda and goals.

There are many who disagree with my philosophies and many who like to lay blame on me for the out right defilement of my deserved respect. Oh well! They can get over it. I am not the gun-toting and very evil "Shakie Dann" of my past, I am "Dann - just as I am".

I will still spread my Light on those who need and want it. I will not make excuses or take blame for the actions of others and their need to mask their failures, fears and lives with the absolute need to be intoxicated or "high" everyday. Nor will I understand how some who call themselves our friend can enter into another person's domain at their will and create such havoc that the blame falls solely on the one who suffered at that intrusion.

If it smells like a useless human who cares only about downgrading and harming his fellow human then that is what it is.

I have admitted readily that I was not always a good soul, I can readily admit that in certain circumstances I can very easily become a dangerous person. BUT, I CAN ALSO ADMIT THAT I DO NOT WANT THAT LIFESTYLE.......I DO NOT WANT TO BE PRESENT NEAR GROWN MEN WHO SPEAK OF BEAUTIFUL WOMAN LIKE THEY ARE WHORES TO BE MANIPULATED AND USED AS A TAMPON FOR THEIR SELFISH DESIRES. I REFUSE TO ALLOW BAD PEOPLE TO DO BAD THINGS TO MY LOVED ONES. TO DISRESPECT THE DOMAINS AND FEELINGS OF OTHERS. TO DO HARM.

In closing may I state that I am a remorseful man for my actions of my past, this is why I am on my walk through your realms. I desire to make a change, if it be only one soul in my whole lifetime or a thousand souls. I want only to make a change - to create one soul who does not have to realize or live through what my life has seen.

You can only save those who grab the life line. There is no intoxicant that remove a problem, it can only mask it.

Peace!

The Times They Are A Changing

2010-05-29T11:19:00.002-04:00

Just a little something I thought Deserved Our Attention......

MARK CRIPPS MANAGING EDITOR, TALES FROM THE CRYPT

http://www.hamiltonmountainnews.com/news/article/211352
http://www.ancasternews.com/news/article/211226
http://www.dundasstarnews.com/opinions/article/211226

I don’t know if Mayor Fred Eisenberger ever smoked pot. If he did, he wouldn’t feel out of place at the post-election party of candidates vying for the mayor’s job in the municipal election later this year.
Of the four candidates who have declared an intention to run for the city’s top elected job, two are marijuana activists – Michael Baldasaro and .

Maybe Fred did smoke pot when he was a much younger man, but didn’t inhale? If I were mayor of this city, I’d be smoking weed every day. A good stoner may be exactly what this city needs.

Baldasaro has run for the mayor’s job before. Leader of the Church of the Universe, he also ran for Parliament in 1984, 2000 and 2004.

Aside from his degree in “weedology,” Haines is listed as director of 420 Graphics.

Also mulling another kick at the can is former mayor Larry Di Ianni. I spoke to Larry back in late 2009 and he told me that he would never run for politics again.

I think it would be great to have DiIanni in the race. I wonder if he smokes dope?

I find it hard to believe anyone who tells me they will “never” do something again. Take it from a guy who has failed a thousand times to stick to a “never” promise.

I should mention that Mahesh Butani has also tossed his name into the race for mayor. He is described as a teacher and architect by training. Not much else to tell you.

Why don’t these people try and run for council before they go straight for the top job?

I don’t mean to make light of those who seek to serve in public office. I’ve always said if you’ve got it, roll (with) it.

A number of names are popping up as candidates in various wards, and I expect this fall’s election will be one of the most exciting in recent memory. There is a lot at stake, and it’s important that we take every candidacy seriously.

Personally, I’d like to see the new mayor bring forth a puff-puff-pass bylaw. It might actually help our council get on the same page for a change. Right now, too many people are hogging the joint.

Summer Heat & Compassion

2010-05-27T15:17:00.002-04:00

Just a quick note to remind everyone to bear in mind that as this summer heat arrives we should keep an eye out for people less fortunate and assist them anyway we can. What's a bottle of water worth? A LIFE, THAT IS WHAT!

I walk with those who have fallen between the cracks and it causes me suffering to absorb their suffering. Compassion is one of the primary necessities in life.

Have compassion my fellow Lights......for by example we can lead all into the cooling warmth of that which is 'The Light'.

Namaste' Brethren........

Come Dance With Dann

2010-05-07T12:15:00.004-04:00

My Lords! It is already May 7th and 2010! That's a long way from my birth in 1957 and yet, I still shall live till July 17th, 2069. What a marvelous journey this shall be.

How do I know the day I will ascend? I have always known. For as far back as I can remember in this time/space continuum I have known my 'death' date. I know not why I know - I just know. I am also aware that it shall be a tasked passage with many physical, mental and spiritual tests along the way.

I have been tested before - some I passed and many more I failed, miserably. Failure is the stepping stone for success - remember this always - for every action, no matter on what plain, there is always an opposite and yet equal reaction. This applies to all - the physical - the mental and especially the Spiritual. Darkness needs Light and Light needs the Darkness, Pain needs Pleasure, Empathy needs Apathy - all balances out for the greater good.

I spoke a while back about the so-called "New World Order" fears. Society has the knack of automatically fearing the worst and attaching dark labels to many aspects in life. YES, NWO as portrayed in most media is definitely scary. BUT - - - what if the New World Order is one built by people who are loving, caring, truly honest and pure of Soul and Light?

Damn, I personally think that perhaps this could finally "Give Peace A Chance, (thank you John Lennon)"!!!!

I am not just a dreamer - I am a beamer!

I stay positive on this day. With all that is happening as we destroy Mother Earth and now She lasses back at us with Her fury of natural disasters - we will soon come to learn that a major change must/shall/will be made.

Let us lay down our rocks, sticks and guns and hold our neighbors hand and walk as the children we really are in this infantile universal plain.

I leave you with Love, Peace and LIGHT!

Shine on you crazy diamonds!!!

Across My Universe

2009-08-20T09:35:00.000-04:00

So, I pleasured my senses by watching "Across The Universe" for the twentieth time. As usual, I had tears roll down my cheeks, at certain points.

Emotion. Emotion. Emotion. Brought on by the mystical lyrics of Masters Lennon and McCartney. Or perhaps not.....perhaps not. Perhaps brought on by my memories of the Cultural Revolution I was blessed to live in and through during my formable years.

There can never be a repetition of the gift given to modern society by the Beatles. That t-shirt has been worn. Their's was the catalyst of the dawning of the age of Aquarius. The frontal mass of the Army of Peace.

It amazes me that a simple, poetic, well thought written song or, rather, a collection of songs, can bring forth such emotional thought processes in so great a number of souls.

Mankind can never witness a feat as this again. Because they have surpassed the simplicity of the message.

Ninety nine percent of modern day music carries little or no meaning (other then "money, ho's and power). The Creators already enabled Masters Lennon and McCartney to deliver the message.

Perhaps it is time for modern day musicians to merely give the message a boost - relaying it once again across the universe.

It is a very simplistic but powering message.

I quote, "GIVE PEACE A CHANCE".

Say it three times into a mirror and you may make it appear. Sing it through a variety of rhythmic vocals and allow for the younger generations to hear what is meant to be.
Music is our way of keeping a beat in life.

Music is the universal language.

Let us become a universal society. One love, one goal, one people!

NWO does not have to be a bad thing. Like all else in our space/time continuum there is an equal and opposite reaction for every action. Most, when told of the New World Order, automatically think of Hitler or worse.

That is the 'Dark NWO'. My NWO is one of Light and Unity and Forgiveness and, most of all PEACE!

And so I ask of all musicians to sing the message. I ask of all artists to paint the message. I ask of all people to share the message.

Do YOU get the message???

Blessings of Love, Light, Unity, Prosperity + Peace.

Brother Dann

BABY, I CAN FEEL YOUR HALO

2009-08-09T15:23:00.000-04:00

There are numerous avenues and ways in which to offer up thanks and gratitudes for Blessings that Be.

Which one of these is best sincere to show such?
I know not, therefore I merely go with my instinctive inner voice.

"I offer my gratitude to The Creators for the life I have been given in this multiverse and space/time continuum. I am humbled by their gifts of trials, tribulations, conflicts and woes. For without these I would not be aware of the true gifts of success, overstanding, resolution and joy."

In my adolescent "Walk with Dann" I have seen, accomplished and experienced far more then most men. I have witnessed violence, I have experienced violence and I have been victimized by violence.

In my senior "Walk" I have witnessed peace, experienced the 'turning of the other cheek' and held my hand out to the victim.

Life is like the Spirit of the Ocean. She can be a mighty mean 'Whore' or a calming 'Lady'. It all depends on how and what attitude you approach with.

Learn to approach with an open and upward palm and a gentle voice and She will accept you. Come forth with a white knuckled fist and angry tone and She shall rip your arm from the socket.

Give thanks and accept thanks for what you have as well as what you have sacrificed.

And remember this one simple fact, the Creators are saying unto you....."Baby, I can see your Halo". For if no Halo be present you may well be in an oceanic storm.

Namaste

The Original Hippie

2009-07-21T01:02:00.000-04:00

I was recently asked if I believed in Jesus Christ. What anxiety this raised within me - it was though I had been waiting for some soul to ask me this deep question.

Here is my mindset on this controversial topic.

I definitely believe in Jesus.
I believe he walked upon this big blue marble.
I believe he spread the words of the Creators.
I believe he was a man who was ahead of his time in the area's of logic, societal disposition and culture.
Jesus was a man.

I do NOT believe he was the SON OF GOD. (Where is Mrs. God?)
Whoa, now I have stepped into it........so, here I go..............

Jesus was a Prophet.

Jesus was a peaceful, gentle scholar who wished only to make an immature society overstand the reality of spiritualism and human reality.

Jesus was the original Hippie.

Jesus was born at the wrong time.

Jesus was persecuted for his overstanding of what this plain of existence was, is and shall be.

In the rick opera, "Jesus Christ Superstar", the title song asks the question, "Why did you choose such a backward time in such a backward land?". Did he choose? Or was that what the Creators decided was necessary for the plain of space/time continuum in this particular multiverse?

Jesus was a soul man.

Through all time, through all plains of reality and through all seven multi-universes there has been Prophets. Be it Jesus, Siddhartha, Ghandi, Aristocle or John Lennon, makes no nevermind - they are just the vessel. The message is always the same. To quote Led Zepplin, "The Song Remains The Same".

Jesus was the father of the peace, love, forgiveness and unity movements.

LEAVES ONE TO WONDER, "WHO IS THE JESUS OF NOW?"

Is Poverty Criminal?

2009-06-13T16:53:00.000-04:00

Be it criminal to be living in poverty?

In Toronto it appears as so. Reverend Justin was recently fined $65 for 'aggressively' selling the "Street News" - this just peeves me to no end!!!

I can overstand the penalizing of an over aggressive pan handler. I cannot overstand the fine for hawking a newspaper

In my youth it was common place to hear the bawk of the local corner newspaper person constantly saying, "Times Paaaaaaper!!! Get your Times!!!". I am positive that never were they fined for their efforts to make mere pocket change.

I hope all can overstand that the Street News was/is developed to allow for those living in poverty to earn a few measly dollars without lowering themselves to BEGGING for your pennies. The few dollars they earn may mean the difference between being hungry (again) or not - between sleeping on a subway grate or not.

$65 is not much to the working soul, but to someone with ten cents in their pocket it can be a whole months groceries. It can be there room for a night.

I'm almost convinced that both Mayor Miller and Premier whatshisname are undercover Americans. The 'Dark NWO' trying to infiltrate we, The Light NWO.

For the municipal government to force the homeless out of the streets and under bridges, hiding in valleys and living in dangerous situations is just wrong. To be constantly Brown Shirting the homeless and poor with harassment and fear of monetary discipline is saddening and makes me wonder the true definition of socialism.

We shall all stand and declare our rights!!! We shall be heard!!!

Until then......

I remain....

Dann
Just as I am.

HERE I AM

2009-06-10T00:28:00.000-04:00

Here I am, alone in a crowded life.
Here I am, can you feel the dampness of my shed tears?

Here I am, reaching out for solice.
Here I am, crying from life.

Here I am, living in The Light.
Here I am, shaking in my fright.

Here I am, asking for love.
Here I am, releasing Little White Doves.

HERE - I AM
But,
WHERE - WHERE, Do I STAND?

Simply put...I am Dann
JUST AS I AM

Court still prohibits marijuana possession

2008-12-15T14:22:00.002-05:00

Court still prohibits marijuana possession

Shannon Kari, National Post
Published: Thursday, December 11, 2008

The prohibition against simple possession of marijuana has been
upheld by an Ontario Superior Court judge, in a closely watched case
that stemmed from the prosecution of Clifford Long, who was arrested
by Toronto police with $40 worth of cannabis.

Justice Eva Frank overturned a decision by a lower court judge last
year that found there was no valid restriction against possession of
cannabis because of flaws with the country's medical marijuana
regulations.

The lower court decision led to confusion about prosecuting simple
possession cases in Ontario, said the federal government in its
arguments before Judge Frank earlier this year.

The federal Crown argued that the present policies of Health Canada
have resulted in enough marijuana for the nearly 2,000 people with
medical certificates to possess the drug.

Judge Frank agreed with the arguments made by federal government
lawyer Lisa Csele in the ruling issued this week. "Mr. Long has
failed to establish that state conduct has infringed the interest of
persons in medical need in obtaining a reasonable supply of
marijuana," said the judge.

As a result, the prohibition against possession of marijuana
is "still in force" and the medical regulations, including Health
Canada's "supply policy" were found to be valid, explained Ms. Csele.

The ruling is the latest in a series of challenges to the country's
marijuana possession laws based on the medical regulations.

The Ontario Court of Appeal ruled in 2003 that the federal
government could ban possession of marijuana only if there was a
legitimate supply for medical users. Health Canada responded by re-
enacting three of the sections the appeal court said were
unconstitutional.

This fall, the Federal Court of Appeal found that one of the new
sections was again unconstitutional because it would not let
designated producers grow for more than one medical user. The
federal government is asking the Supreme Court to hear an appeal of
that ruling.

Alan Young, a criminal law professor at York University in Toronto
and one of the lawyers in the Federal Court case, suggested that the
ruling by Judge Frank should be appealed.

There are significant problems with the current medical marijuana
distribution scheme, which is why only 20% of medical users access
their cannabis from the federal government, noted Mr. Young.

Judge Frank stated that the Charter of Rights does not impose
a "positive obligation" on the state, only restrictions on its
ability to deprive individuals of certain rights.

"That has never been the suggestion" by medical marijuana advocates
said Mr. Young. The "ongoing waltz" of court cases in this area is
to try to reduce restrictions on producing marijuana for medical
users, instead of obtaining it from the government, he stated.

As for Mr. Long, he stated in court this summer that he did not care
about his $40 marijuana charge or the implications of his case.

His lawyer, Corbin Cawkell, said may require some form of "public
interest funding" if there is to be an appeal of the decision by
Judge Frank.

skari@nationalpost.com

Industrial Disease

2008-12-08T15:21:00.001-05:00

Industrial disease, that's the problem.

Society has an industrial disease - and in their industrious way they have hurriedly trampled everything before them to get to what they believe they needed. Like dollar days at WalMart, they stampeded through anything in the path between points A and B..

Next time you are sitting on your porcelain throne, constipated from all the additives in your diet, ponder this, "What percentage of the planet is either laid barren or covered in concrete by man?" I would have said 'mankind',, but, unfortunately, humans are not that 'kind' to their surroundings or fellow animals.

In this space/time continuum, Mother Earth is but a child. Bear in mind that She was here long before we darkened Her doorstep and thereby that makes humankind younger still, freshly crawled from Her womb.

And we have become a very spoiled bunch of brats. We claim that we are the superior species on this Big Blue Marble.

This is an untruth! The falsity of this is that there are no other species here who can inform us that we are NOT the supreme species here.

A bird can communicate with a mouse, dolphins can communicate with whales, even the lowly cockroach can communicate with other species - 'mankind' can barely communicate with themselves. I am sure if we all could speak in the tongue of a rat we would realize that we are the 'neighborhood bully' - that child the others really do not want to play with, but do so out of fear.

It is the time of man whereas we should overstand that "WE" are the reason the planet is in such peril. That all the disappearing species of animals and plants alike and the poisoning of the oceans is the fault of man.

In latter days we respected what we were so blessedly gifted. We honoured Her, we loved Her and co-existed with Her in unison.

More importantly,,,,,,,,,,,,we GAVE BACK TO HER! In our so-called 'Modern' age, we just keep taking and taking and the sole item we give back to the Earth is our waste. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what bad little children we have been!

The media announces that we are becoming a "GREEN" society and in a way we are. One must bear in mind that our becoming green is also in it's infancy and will take many many years to perfect. Maybe even too long - that will be up to Mother Earth and the Cosmic Muffin to decide.

The state of the planet's affairs is easily visualized by comparing it to breaking a limb. It takes but a second to break, but it can take months, if even possible, to heal and repair.

So, today, and everyday, when you give your praise and thanks to that which you overstand as your Creator, pray that our species band together and make haste of our waste and repair the destruction we leave in the wake of our quest to be the dominant species on this beautiful globe.

There is no need for a "dominancy" in this plain of reality. Far - far - far more greatness will and soon shall be acquired by becoming, as all other living creators and vegetation lives, one with the realm of energy we all call existence.

Peace - my good friends - Peace.

Namaste

Requiem for Life

2008-11-20T13:12:00.001-05:00

One year ago today a friend passed into the next plain of existence. I dwell not in the sorrow of the death of her humanself, but, rather, I celebrate the birth of her new existence.

The funeral was on November 22 - Toronto's first snow fall of 2007. Ironically, today was our first snowfall and when I gazed out my window I saw her standing there, smiling and wishing me Light and love. Her life in this plain was one of tragedy and sorrows, pain and suffering from a life of abuse and neglect. A beautiful soul that society had shunned and allowed for her to fall between the cracks of life.

She suffers no more - she shines through.

The blog concerning her affect and effect upon my life can be read at my http://dannverner.spaces.live.com page in the November 22, 2007 archive of my blog.

I do not find it odd that The AtomicMother allowed for a snowfall to remind my forgetful human side to pay her homage on this day.

A gentle reminder, if you will, that although the snowfall brings us pretty white pictures of nature, it also befalls upon us the coldness of reality. Life is a harsh whore occasionally, a mean mistress who will bite our asses to allow us the overstanding that nothing is ever as it appears. There are Light and Dark sides to every facet of existence. The KEY to living a complete life is to have the ability to deal with these two opposing sides as equals and necessities.

Physics states that for every action there lays an opposite and equal 'reaction'. Our life is under the realm of this equation.

For we must have the knowledge and ability to deal equally with both the Light and the Dark sides of living in this mortal plain. We must deal realistically with both and not let happiness or sadness allow for us to center in on one single emotion. All is equal and all is as important as the other.

So, today, dance your dance, walk your walk and talk that talk, but remember to treat all aspects of your daily life as equals and do not get lost in the swirling cesspools of emotion.

Have faith in knowing that we are but mere sparks in an exceptionally larger burst of energy and Light.

And then shine on.........do me a favour and hug, help or just say hello to someone who needs such on this whitened day..................PEACE and LIGHT to you!

Above The Clouds

2008-11-13T13:12:00.000-05:00

Above the clouds there is always Light. As in everyday life, the darkness is obliterated by the essence of Light. The only catch being that you must allow for the brilliance to shine through.

Do not be held captive by the doom of gloom or the actions that cannot be controlled. The essence of life is exactly that - an essence. If you do not put the potpourri in the vessel then how will you be able to benefit from it's sweet aroma?

Grab your life by the testicles and give it a gentle squeeze, a reminder that you are an energy, a Light, a persona and most of all, "One piece of a much greater Light."

I squeezed mine today, now you go squeeze yours. It reminded me that although it is raining on this physical plain, the Light shines brightly above the clouds.

Peace, my friends, peace, for in peace how can we not be so blessed?

Forgiveness and The Trinity of Life

2008-11-07T11:50:00.002-05:00

I must apologize, for I have forgotten to spread the word of "FORGIVENESS" on many an occasion. I so often speak and relay the message of peace, love and unity, but, in reality to have the blessings of their Trinity one must first be capable of and have the overstanding of "FORGIVENESS". For that is the key to achieving the Trinity.

As in all that we learn or teach in our lives it often takes a nudge from a colleague or sometimes a stranger to bring out the awareness of a missing link. In my case concerning forgiveness it was the touch of a truly blessed Angel - that being Angel R. from Lovecry.org.

(THANK YOU SO DEEPLY MISS ANGEL FOR ALLOWING MY OVERSTANDING OF YOUR MESSAGE)

Deep thoughts.......so simplistic in their wording, but so complicated in their implication. Peace, love, unity, overstanding and, yes, the omni-importance of 'forgiveness'.

The 'meanness', if you will, of instilled human genetics, that dark little spot in all our Karma's that allows for the doors of hatred and jealousy to enter into our world, permits us to not love - to not overstand the mindsets of fellow Lights.

But, yet, it is so easily allowed. Forgive, put aside the instilled emotion, allow your heart to permit it. What we cannot see and overstand concerning forgiveness is that which we have been taught for many ages. "YOU" did this to my world and "I" cannot forgive. Such immature and selfish thought patterns.

As a human you may never achieve inner peace by holding grudges and by being unwilling to accept that which has already happened.

To give an example of what I have learned in my own life and how I allowed for forgiveness in my own very personal life I will speak now of what I was faced to realize.

My wife of twenty five years had an affair and as a result she bore a child, no, rather she gave birth to an Angel, as one would imagine my human side was devastated.

BUT, and that is a very large 'but', I did forgive her. I brought her back into my home and we strolled hand in hand through the nine months of growth, I very willingly was there when as the Angel came forth into my world. My wife then left me once more, taking the baby with her. I daily saw the child, nourished myself through his prescience. This continued for four years, then due to her mindset I was torn from his life and for almost one year did not know where he was or how he was. I reached out and now this Angel is back in my life and I thank the Creator for this.

I would be a liar if I said I did not have the emotions of hatred and vengeance concerning all of this. HOWEVER, my very soul, my Karma or just my having walked this space/time continuum for half of a century allowed for me to say, "I forgive what has happened, I forgive her." And, I honestly did, do and always will.

Life is a hard mistress, a mean whore and sometimes life dishes out hurt and pain. It does so to remind us that it is forgiveness, love, inner peace, outer peace and unity that is the path we all must and should walk upon.

My ex-wife has never 'forgiven' me, she daily lays blame upon me for what took place, she dances within the realms of blame laying and this is to disguise her unwillingness to forgive herself for what took place. I pray someday she will walk past this and enter into the Light of being.

My mother was murdered in 1981 - I forgave he who so brutally butchered her, for if I had not I would be still encased within the concrete walls of self-pity and hatred.

My greatest forgiveness was to forgive myself for my past walk in life - I was not a very nice person for many a year, I allowed myself to become a heroin addict, a gun toting scourge of society, a gang banger and an all round DARK persona.

After so many other tragedies within my human life I found within my soul forgiveness. First I forgave myself this opened the doors to allowing the forgiveness of others.

The past has past - did you see it go by???? If you did then you must of realized that it cannot be changed.

BUT, your present and your future can be changed - it is all in what you allow your mindset to be.

Forgive, forgive yourself, forgive life, forgive your neighbour.

And then step into your new life.

I love you, I always will - now love thy self and walk into The Light.

In closing, I must thank Angel R. and I thank her for what she is doing at LoveCry.org. Help her by supporting the cause.

I also send out a very large hug and kiss to Miss V for her connection with me this morning. Your energy allows for my inspirations. Peace and Light to you and Momma G for bringing you into my world and life.

A Thought or Vision

2008-11-04T12:52:00.001-05:00

I awoke with a thought, a fleeting glimpse of knowledge, a parcel of Light enveloped in the course of shadows.

And it left me wondering.....did Gandhi, Aristotle or John Lennon experience such overstanding's in their lives? Did Miss V, my paralleled LightHouse have the same experience today?

The knowledge was very simplified in it's context.

"When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me. Speaking words of wisdom,"LET IT BE""

Not to say that 'Mother Mary' is she who is portrayed within the over-edited Bible. No, she may be Herself, God, Buddha, Jah, Cosmic Muffin, Hairy Thunderer or whosoever YOU perceive as the Master of Creation.

We are taught that there is but one universe, which to an extent is truth, (for existence is our way of overstanding that which is), but only because science and religion alike are not yet to admit that there is a "Multi-verse". Those who do speak forth this knowledge are labeled by societal politics and not believed. I believe for I have strolled through all seven plains of my Lights existence.

'Multi-verse' allows us to realize that there is far more then just one existence of space/time. In facto there are seven, seven parallels, seven paths, seven of each - but not the same. Seven versions of what we know as our selves.

We are but a spark of energy dancing through an unknown reality - all that surrounds us is energy, all that was, is and shall be is energy - a spark of existence in a cauldron of power far beyond the capabilities of the human mindset.

The existence of "GOD" is a must. The homo-sapient mind frame cannot cope with the complications of not 'knowing' - they need proof.

Proof - what a useless human word - how do you prove what already is? I am here, you are there and everyone else is where?

Remember, people, we are all "ONE" - one energy encased within a spiral of confusion and need to overstand. A 'spark' in the ignition of life.

If we all do not grab hold of the message, the OVERSTANDING - then we are all to become dimmed.

Only in peace, overstanding and oneness will we ever be able of comprehending that which the Cosmic Muffin has allowed for us to be.

For in PEACE we will know.

I and I send forth my Beacon - may the Light allow your eyes to see that which I have.

PEACE PEOPLE, PEACE!!!!!

IT'S ME AGAIN JAH

2008-10-27T12:29:00.004-04:00

Hey, Jah, it is I and I again speaking to you and to ask that you allow for these humans to rectify what they have done to the gift you have so graciously bestowed upon them.

I and I apologize for that which they have so damaged in their selfishness and immaturity. Forgive them - for they know not what they have done.

In all the overstanding wisdom you have enabled mankind to have at their hand, they neglected to overstand the words of your way. Their societal mind farts fogged their visions of the beauty of their existence on this plain and their prescience in this multi-verse.

It's me again, Jah, as I fall on my knees today, asking (on their behalf) for a second chance.

Allow for the beacon of my Light to allow their eyes to envision YOUR Light. Allow for the many who are part of I and I to lead these naive lambs to the path of wisdom. Let our fold allow them the teachings and wisdom you have blessed upon I and I.

For mine eyes have no enemies within mine heart and I and I shall boldly go forth and allow for their gaining of knowledge.

Them people have trashed the home you have leased upon them and I and I shall pass forth unto them the cleansing tools needed to restore Mother Earth to the glorious Big Blue Marble you so graciously created in the day one of this space/time continuum.

I and I accept the responsibility of their understanding of what they have not overstood.

Yes, it is I and I again Jah asking that you allow us, whom you have blessed with the LIGHT to teach upon all mankind the healing and one love that should have been so obvious to them in the beginning.

I and I show you, Jah, on bended knee the respect that you have allowed I and I to have and to share.

Yea, though I walk in the shadow of political doctrines and darkness of the immaturity of this young planet, I and I shall hold no fear - for thy has blessed upon me thrice fold the knowledge - and I and I shall dance to the rhythm of your song and teach upon them the motions of One Love for all that is.

This I pledge to you.

I and I thank Luciano and his overstanding as stated in his rhythm "IT'S ME AGAIN JAH" for the daily inspiration his lyrics lay upon my knowledge.

Peace, people, peace.........it is such a simple thing to have if it is within your daily doctrines.

Going Verbal

2008-10-23T15:08:00.001-04:00

Yo, yo, yo ... I have finally gone verbal.....please come and join me and assist in spreading the overstanding of the Light

http://www.blogtalkradio.com/DannVerner

Wind In My Hair

2008-10-21T11:56:00.003-04:00

Why is it always so windy on recycling day? Does our Divine Mother Earth take humour in watching me chase my pizza boxes up the hill?

Or perhaps in her infinite wisdom she has developed a way to rid my trees of their discoloured leaves. Hence, again "She" creates for me a task of exercise and outdoorsmanship.

Our human selves do not notice when The Atomic Mother does such things. I notice, I take to thought what I see happen behind the scenes of everyday societal living. Think this thought out: First the temperatures drop, thusly causing summer foliage to turn to the colors of Autumn. Secondly, She shuffles the currents of the very air She allows us to breath, thusly, ridding the trees of their cumbersome leaves and allowing for them to store their sweet nectars to enable their winters sleep. A replenishment of their existence. There are even deeper thoughts contained within such moments of life on this Big Blue Marble.

As we stroll through this life on this, time/space continuum, we neglect to 'stop and smell the roses' - so to speak. If you are willing to "see", hear and take notice of all that humans take for granted, you will overstand that which is the greatest mystery of this universal plain.

Physics teaches us that "for every 'action' there lies an equal and opposite 'reaction'". The Atomic Mother is the proof of this. No matter what nature does, there is an obvious and logical reason to attest to the "WHY" She has done so.

As a human, you all should be very scared. Atomic Mother is mad at all of us. The key word here is, "ATOMIC" - the most feared word in the languages of man. What would happen if Mother Earth were to suffer from a bad bout of PMS and lose Her patience with us mere mortals?

I have had visions of what is about to happen to this singular plain of the multi-verse due to our lack of respect for what She has gifted to us. It won't be good for anyone in human form. We all have totally forgotten that we are not the only ones living on this planet. Life exists in everything that encompasses us. How do we know that a rock does not feel? We do not.

All has a purpose. There is not one item in Earth's catalogue that exists for no reason. We have to "stop and take a whiff" real soon or She is going to give us a cosmic slap in the underpants.

This is far more serious then becoming 'A Green Planet', we also have to become aware in the deepest of senses.

Modern Westernized Lifestyles have led us away from our inner selves, our "Third Eye Sightedness". To survive in this plain we all must become aware and use our third eye to see what we have been blessed to have.

There is a balance for the Universe - it is mankind's selfishness that has put the wobble in this wondrous existence. Let us be the generation that tightens the spokes and levels the balance.

In October 2007 I stated:

"God is our landlord and Earth is just our rental unit. It is our duty to keep the property in the same condition as it was when we signed the lease. Please respect the other tenants and clean up after yourself, keep the noise down and pets are welcome!"

I do not wish to get evicted because of someone else's foolish decision!

Let us get it together - once and for all!

In Peace we are Blessed. I and I LOVE YOU!

PHONES

2008-10-20T16:14:00.001-04:00

Are you afraid of your phone or are you constantly waiting for it to ring and possibly bring to your ear that special someone you often think about, but are too shy to call?

Mostly for me it is the latter. I fear the ring-a-ling-ding only when being harassed by drunken friends or collection agencies. (It isn't easy being a poor boy)

When my phone rings and it is a beautiful soul on the other end, my heart races, my Light becomes brilliant and my shyness reaches its maximum.

With this quandary I am at least spared the embarrassment of turning into a five year old child before the very eyes I so admire.

It is amusing to watch myself become so tongue tied and adolescent. I am not one who has trouble finding things to say except in this dilemma and setting. Often this has cost me missing the cue I so long awaited. One would think that after five decades on this plain I would have gotten past the emotional freezing brought about by a hidden heart crush. I have a crush on a select few of acquaintances in my present life, but cannot get past the turmoil of tongue tied shyness.

So, as I begin this week, I must ask of myself to breach the summit of this dilemma and speak from the heart to these blessed souls. Or perhaps, I should just sit and wait until my inner voice allows for me to realize the time has come for I and I to speak the overstanding truth to the angels that The Creator has brought into my life.

Any idea's????????

We Had An Election Yesterday

2008-10-15T11:29:00.001-04:00

What in The Creator's name is wrong with all of you? Fifty-eight percent turnout - 58% - WHAT A FARCE!!!!

Makes me ashamed to be Canadian.......IT IS TIME WE GOT OFF OUR FATTENED ASSES AND STARTED SPEAKINMG OUT FOR OURSELVES!

(BUT, OF COURSE, NOW WE WILL HAVE TO WAIT ANOTHER FOUR YEARS)

I can guarantee that ALL OF YOU will turn out at your local coffee shops to bitch and complain about Mister's Harper and Dion. The cafe will be filled with chatter of how the economy is so bad and how poor you are. This will be followed by the incessant bitching rages of how the price of everything is rising and how you all can barely afford your next case of beer or bag of pot.

If you were all here in my home right at this moment I may very well forget that I am non-violent and slap you right in your hand that cannot make an "X".

Compare our elections to that of our American counterparts and you will definitely see how lazy and STUPID the average Canadian voter is.

You should all be ashamed of yourselves! I know I am ashamed of all of you!

It took me a mere five minutes to walk in, register and vote! Less time then it took for you to bitch about the election results.

Stop by and visit me so I can slap some sense into you...

PEACE ASSHOLES!

Info from Trey Mills, our brother-in-arms in this Walk

2008-10-13T11:04:00.000-04:00

Some enlightenment from my brother-in-arms about the up-coming Canadian election.

http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=feed&id=679058051#/profile.php?id=509490051

Trey Vote! Are u aware that on Aug 8/08, the Fed Govt cut funds to programs that support cultural exports: the ProMart -Arts Promotion and the Trade Routes Program. 11:07pm

Trey Mills at 11:17pm October 12

On Aug 8 - Harper cut funds to programs that support cultural exports: the ProMart -Arts Promotion and the Trade Routes Program run by Dept of Can Heritage.
Overall, the Conference Board estimates that the cultural sector is valued at over $4 billion annually. Much of the revenue from our cultural production comes from offshore sales. This trend will continue as Canadian firms venture further into the global marketplace. Clearly, as the manufacturing sector declines, the cultural industries represent a good investment for the future and deserve public support – as much as any other industry.
And now.. as the US economy is in a tailspin, more than ever do we need to find trading partners in the new economy's of India and China ie. the world outside of America. Umm Harper... I think you missed a few days of grade 12.

Also, check this link... give to help

www.christmasfuture.org

Irritated Nipple Syndrome

2008-10-09T12:37:00.001-04:00

As fall has arrived I am once again Plagued with the horrible INS, so, I am re-publishing a blog I wrote in November 2007

It seems to my contorted malformed outlook towards this self labeled existence your homo sapient species declare as humanity that as "Atomic Mother Earth" has another one of her annual menopausal temperature episodes, you are dancing in cohesion to her moods and wants.

If my memory does not fail me, then, I recall that not just twenty-four hours ago I was strolling the Danforth in a T-shirt and blue jeans. I recall my endocentric annoyance at the sweat gathering in the furrow of my brow as I glinted from the warm brightness of the summer comparable sunlight.

Yet, on this bright Thursday morn, "Atomic Mother Earth" has decided to plague me with the dreaded "Irritated Nipple Syndrome". My whole life I suffered from "INS". The symptoms of which is a debilitating and very sensitive soreness of the good old human teats. There is nothing ever so painful as the abrasiveness of cheap blended polyester brushing to and fro upon the supersensitive, and, often amusing to play with, human nipple. Specially on a day as such where the cold bitter bite of lakefront wind has made my twin pleasure buttons stand hard and tall like two minute penises and declare their existence.

I would give most anything at this moment for the feel of warm dressed cotton or, perhaps, even the sweet caress of perhaps 'Cashmere'.

If you happen to discover that you indeed have a spare 'real' T-shirt, my nipples would greatly appreciate a donation of such. I fear the coming avengement of the Arctic wind inspired season of Canada's winter and her cold crippling affect on my self inflicted, physical abused 'too-many years of heavy lifting'. humanoid form. (I take a size man's small, because "The Cosmic Muffin" puts great things in very petite packages, and I live at 41 Darrell Avenue, Toronto, M4E2G5)

So, where was I headed before my nipples got in the way............................Oh Yes! I remember now. As "Mother Earth" begins her seasonal transformation also do they, you or whoever I may be referring to.

I diligently trucked out into the public domains yesterday afternoon to record to memory the strange rites and rituals of you humanoid robotic clones of a greater being, so as, when the Mothership returns, I shall have gathered enough intelligence as to please the supreme powers that be, and, thusly, I may rightfully be receiving the ever patronizing pat on my head and the salutary equation of "Dann is a good boy!". Of which I will reply the ever grateful "Thank you" and sheepishly grin and drool.

There you were, dancing your rhythms of daily disclosure and bartering your extensively earned numerical bank notes called "The Paycheque" to purchase licorice strands of candied sugars to ensure the quietness of the distressed two year old as he struggles to gain freedom from the stroller so as he may run rampant and yet again test your patience quota.

If so howled the crisp breeze from Lake Ontario, then, immediately your upper limbs clutch to protect the ever sensitive nipples. Nipples appear to me as a large factor in your everyday lives This is something that with my outlook and learning's of culture I find very interesting. How such a little pair of budded human tissue can hold such a great importance in daily routines is absolutely amazing.

If "Mother Earth" decides that today is too be a chilled one then instinctively your arms cover them. If "She" decides that, perhaps, tomorrow shall be warm then - again - you may choose to wrap your arms across your breast plate so as your nipples are not visible through your choosing to dress in light clothing due to the heated air of the day.

On a warm summer's day at the beach, the young females readily douse their feline bodies with the refreshing and cool lake water, but then they must protect their nipples from the wanton eyes of juvenile males who are hoping and praying that "The Hairy Thunderer" will grant them the blessing of a visual aid only comparable to that of a "Wet T-shirt Contest".

Winter brings the crossing of arms and the multi-layering of various sweaters purchased through the Bay, or, maybe, even Walmart. Oh, but the constrictions of layer upon layer of artificial body coverings and the labourious way the wearing of such creates many lost minutes of most precious time, time better spent with our nipples.

If, in your wonderment of life, you are to have such a thought as, "Does this happen to the male of the species?" I can assure your curiosity with a definite affirmation. Males do in fact suffer the same fate, although, due to infantile imbedded social lessons they must bravely and with no sign of pain appear invincible to the effects of exposing their nipples to us all.

I, alone, may be the only exception to the rule. For I, without modesty, bravely announce to you all that "I have Irritated Nipple Syndrome" and I have no decent, and neither can I afford to purchase, a 'real' T-shirt. I embarrassingly admit that I may in fact need of your charity in order that I may have a cotton T-shirt to keep me warm through out the coming all out attack of winter. (again I hint that I take a size man's small, because "The Cosmic Muffin" puts great things in very petite packages, and I live at 41 Darrell Avenue, Toronto, M4E2G5)

All of the above mentioned observations have made me realize that by looking out my window and watching these humanoid lifeforms conduct their daily routines and dances, I can accurately determine the weather by how greatly the female Homo Sapient is clutching her breastplate. Such a simple but relatively accurate method of predetermining the weather. On the Mothership we are forced to depend on the science of meteorology and our daily session watching the universal weather channel on our installed satellite dish.

I bid you all a warm day in the emotional sense. I offer to you a simple concept to imbed into your daily routine - I offer that when your eyes are next to focus on your fellow man that your brain immediately sends forth but one word...........PEACE!

Good day to you and yours - Guter Tag zu Ihnen und zu Ihrem - Хороший день к вам и твоему - Bonne journée à toi et au vôtre - Buen día a usted y el suyo

UPON AUTUMN

2008-09-30T17:53:00.001-04:00

So, as Autumn lays her cooling grasp upon my human self and I bathe in her gentle caress, my “LIGHT” also changes to facilitate the arrival of the new season in this space/time continuum. And I give praise to the “COSMIC MUFFIN” for allowing me to share this physical experience with you, in this facet of the plains of being.

I am surprisingly very energetic and have tasked myself with a complete cleansing of both my body and my residence. In the ritual way, for both my physical and domestic quarters, I began at the main entrance and have worked my way to the farthest corners of the basement.

As for this temple that is recognized as my body, I have changed my diet to allow for that which nature provides to us this season. I partake of her precious gifts of root vegetables and all else she offers to our physical selves. We are gifted with certain foods at certain times for a reason – certainly we are!

This is the season of meditation and reflections. The time we should use to prepare our humanside for the arrival of the gnarly grasp of winter. Her choking grip of coldness will once again remind us we are only but mere mortals in this plain. The nudge to assure us that not all is as it shall and does and has appeared.

One will discover the refreshing and most soul-uplifting pleasures of stepping into the aura of a cleansing season with the replenishment of the inner self and abode. Breathe deeply the air of change and dance in the energies it shall allocate, for it is far beyond 'precious'.

Allow for the pausing replenishment of meditation in your daily life. As our physical self needs time to rest and repair so does that which is our 'souls'. Give time to wander through the plains of existence and allow for 'Third Eye Sightedness' to envelope your 'ID'.

Take heed of your surroundings, take knowledge in knowing and loving your fellow being and may the iridescence of my “LIGHT”, and that of all who have “THE GIFT”, bring down upon you the joyous pleasure of being at one in knowledge and self.

The “Beacon of my LightHouse” shines in the darkest of places and beyond and it shines for YOU!

I and I love YOU and in PEACE we are blessed. Hug your neighbour!

PEACE!

BANG!

2008-08-29T17:28:00.001-04:00

BANG!

Bang! ...................We hear it in the evening, we read about it during the day and we live it continuously.

Gang!.................... Our society has always had them, sometimes under the guise of “GROUPS”, or “CLUBS” or, sometimes, as the ever so elusive “ASSOCIATIONS”.

Our children have been forced into this humanistic behaviorism by the instilled genetic wanderlust to be needed, to be protected, to feel important. The Cosmic Muffin set upon us the freedoms of choice – the knowledge between 'right' and 'wrong' . It is 'we' who have misinterpreted the meaning of what is in our natural existence and the constant craving to be a “PART” of our individual and collective societal dance.

My heart aches every time I hear the thunder of gunfire, my skeletal framework throbs in agony when I read of another fallen youth and my mind cries to the Heavens when I am forced to watch the visualization of “MURDER” on my six o'clock news.

As many of you are already aware, I once walked the path of a gang member, I strolled through life with ill regard for anyone and everyone, even my self. I hurt and abused many people – and like all and most who chose that “Walk of Life” - I crashed. I traded my humanity, my dignity, my youth and my family's contentment to be a “FEARED” member, or perhaps a dirge, upon your life.

And it ended with my living in a small box, in a place I belonged – but did not want to be and it left my family with a dark sadness that had no relief for the ache in their hearts. Thirty years later my reputation is still following me. I.E.: 'A simple matter like being stopped for a traffic violation results in my having to “Assume the position” and lay upon the ground at gunpoint “till backup arrives”.'

Over three decades I have lived this, and I always will, due to the fact that the judicial system and society never forgets. My sincerity in my quest to help my fellow human – to pass my knowledge unto those who need to “WALK WITH DANN” is constantly affected by my past life.

Yet, when I “Walk with Dann” and not stroll with “Shakie”, (my past life name handle) I do so with my head held very high, a neighbourly smile of love upon my face and the knowledge that I can readily admit to being who I “was”, but I also acknowledge that although “Shakie” does still dwell within my 'ID', he is also acknowledged as 'Persona non Gratia' . I often have to be kicked in the groin to remember this and I thank the Creator for allowing me to have balls for someone to kick.

It is through the love and overstanding of friends and acquaintances, like yourself, that I am blessed to get swollen testicles and receive that “life nudge” to allow me to get back on the A Train and off the roller coaster to Hades.

I thank you.

NOW, what of our future? How will we pass on the knowledge we accumulate through our past mistakes and life lessons? I have this medium and I have the gift of gab and my repentant of “honesty” that guides and permits me to spread my knowledge.

Recently, I sat and reminisced how many funerals of friends and foes I have witnessed in my five decades of existence in this space/time continuum. Sadly, it numbers beyond comprehension – the actual total is somewhere above sixty. Sixty, 6 with a 0, two times thirty – to witness sixty lifeforms pass onto the next plain – to be buried deep into the bowels of Mother Earth and serve as fruit for worms – is a torrential pain of the very soul.

The punishment for my part in my chosen lifestyle was to be allowed to die seven times and return to reset my path and become the LightHouse that I am.

It is now the time of man, the time of change and it is also the time for voice. Human character is hard to reason with, difficult to change, BUT, it must change or Mother Earth, the Cosmic Muffin or whosoever you perceive your Creator to be will rake our backs with the realization of Truth.

Become verbal! Speak, people, speak! Music is the numeral uno medium, everyone listens and sings along with a song with a catchy beat and meaningful lyrics.

The Led Zeppelin entitled tune, “The Song Remains The Same” only pertains to that singular song. We have already sung that too many times. “Gangster” rap and “Bling Bling” Hip Hop sends out a message, but is it the right one? Just as “Country and Western” music tells us that divorce, losing your children, your dog dying and the theft of your red-necked pick-up truck is “life”, and, even our “Classical” music is full of sorrow and life lessons.

How many of our teenager's youth should be stolen by the quest to become exasperated by the need to have more then their neighbours? How many mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters have to cry the tears of loss at the edge of a muddy hole as the physical form of their precious loved one is lowered into the bowels of our dearest Mother Earth?

I remember many songs from past era's that sang of love, family and most of all “PEACE”. Can you remember the heart moving and thought provoking messages of the likes of The Beatles, Donavan, Arlo Guthrie, Bob Dylan, The Mamma's & Pappa's and – let us never forget the most popular anthem of peace and unity ever written, “Give Peace A Chance” by John Lennon and Yoko Ono.

“ALL WE ARE SAYING IS 'GIVE PEACE A CHANCE' – SUCH A SIMPLIFIED VERBAL UTTERANCE THAT RELAYS SUCH A POWERFUL MESSAGE.”

This song is, was and will be forever a part of everyone's life. Young and old alike know of it. There are few who cannot sing along with the lyrical genius pertained within.

Recently, Yoko Ono has remixed the song allowing it to slip into today's culture, THANK YOU YOKO!!!. Thank you for the perpetual motion of love and peace that you and John have given and instilled in me and others like me. Mother Earth thanks you, for, someday, the whole world will overstand your message and break down the barriers of our collective barbarisms and we shall all move in the rhythm of unified peace, love and oneness with this Big Blue Marble that we have been so graciously gifted with.

I cannot close my ears, nor mine eyes to the BANGS or to the downgrading of our very lifestyles. I ache for the brethren who find it necessary to bring violence into their and our daily lives. Like Josiah M.G. Bonnet sings in his song “Just Can't Stand The Fuss and Fight”..................................................

“I wish all Jah's people could live as one, under Jah's moon and under Jah's sun. I just can't stand the fuss and fight everyday and every night, oh no, oh no.”

CAN YOU STAND IT?

I leave you on this day with my love, my overstanding of that which is and that which will be. I bless upon you my Karma. I send my beacon of LIGHT to you and yours and theirs and those.

I ask of you a simple task, that you reach out to the misled youth, those who have been brainwashed by our televised crap, the wrongful message portrayed by those who believe money and bling is what life is about and relay OUR MESSAGE.

Whether you do so by song, literature or even a one person theatrical play, just do so. If today we reach one – then perhaps tomorrow they will reach two – and only the Creator knows what may happen next.

To quote the Counting Crows , “Around here we always stand up straight, around here something radiates....”

PEACE MY BRETHREN, PEACE FROM I AND I TO I!!!!!!!

Special note to Yoko Ono.....Happy Seventy fifth birthday!

Touch

2008-08-18T04:10:00.004-04:00

I have touched and I have been touched - not in the physical sense, but rather, in the spiritual sense.

Touches can be more then a hands on affair - they can move your soul, guide your LIGHT or simply make you feel the love others have towards you. As your touch can do this upon others.

I touch people constantly. Sometimes it is through the axis of astral traveling, other times it via person to person contact and even other times it is as simple as sending my beam of LIGHT and LOVE their way. I am touching you now as you read my words and I pray that this touch moves you into a happier existence. That is my purpose - that is what the Cosmic Muffin or who-so-ever you perceive your Creator has asked of me.

Reach out people - reach far and wide and let others bathe in that Light that is you. Do not hesitate for they who hesitate fail in their quest. Love is a universal language and love is very easily expressed - just speak the words "I LOVE YOU!". They will be heard.

There are times when you will do this and not be aware. It may be a simple as holding a door for an elderly person, or contacting that person you often think of but are neglecting to exchange thoughts with.

There is much effort in avoiding to touch someone and it takes very little to just 'DO IT'.

My life has dealt me many downers, but I always rise from the flames as does the Phoenix and turn that down around. Darkness cannot tolerate our LIGHT. It takes far less effort to love then it does to hate.

From my many past experiences with tragedy, and such, I have overstood that all has a meaning and for every meaning there is a reason. The seasons of change befall upon us to remind us that our material worth is far out weighed by our soulful worth.

I made it through these times by the touches of others and for that, I am ever grateful.

Can you all reach out and touch someone today for me, no not for me, do it for 'THEM'. Your rewards will be just and loving.

I hope I have just touched you!

In peace and love we are ONE!

PEACE & LOVE TO YOU FROM THIS OLD LIGHTHOUSE!

Georgia on my mind

2008-08-12T10:57:00.001-04:00

I have Georgia on my mind. My heart aches to see such a fiasco of an assault on a populace that only wishes to live and guide their own lives.

Since they declared their independence in 1991, the people have lived in fear of such as is happening now. Man bombing fellow man.

What makes this even more disheartening is this is happening by a society that was at one time so-called 'neighbors'.

We all have heard or seen what is happening in our various media's, so rather then write a lengthy explanation of what has happened to cause this conflict I have the following link:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008_South_Ossetia_war

Pray to your Creator and shine your Light for this barbaric conflict to come to an end before an escalation occurs. We must let Russia know that this is unacceptable.

We must spread the words of Love, Peace and Unity!

I AM ASTONISHED!

2008-08-08T13:50:00.003-04:00

I find it astonishing that in this day and age there are still the atrocities happening in Tibet and many many other countries. People we must - I cannot stress it more sincerely - we MUST change our ways and the way we all behave and exist in this beautiful Big Blue Marble we all call home!!!

The world is becoming lost in it's own self - everything is rushed, life is stressed, our children suffer by the actions of us, War is a common newsworthy thing, Peace is all but forgotten - let us be the ones who want and will change this!

Oppression is happening everywhere. This is so saddening - so backward. Peace and unity with love is very easy to accomplish, if the WANT is there. War takes a great effort - and many of trillions of dollars. If we all were to say "No More!" and let our governments and the powers that be in other places overstand that "WE" are no longer willing to stand by and watch this take place, then society as a whole will change and the benefits will be astounding!

"WE" can make a difference, so let us band together and "Do it!"

Society has become obsessed with the material values of life and has forgotten that there are many who have absolutely nothing of wealth - except "LIFE" itself. The family values of past era's has been lost in our constant quest to obtain riches and as such, we have become over stressed, over worked and have all but lost "quality family time".

With the money spent on wars and space travel we could easily clothe, feed and house many third world people. The key word here being "PEOPLE".

It seems to me that sometimes these faces of poverty that we all glance at on our televisions are not recognized as 'people'. It has become the 'norm' to see this and not perceive the atrocities we are witnessing.

2008-08-06T02:51:00.002-04:00

"I Committed Suicide Once"

2008-07-28T16:07:00.003-04:00

I was born in the year of the 'rooster' on a 'blue moon' and just happened to be a 'blue baby'. What a mind fart that is.

Perhaps this is where my eccentricities arise from..also my 'Third Eye Sightedness'. Unlike the ever famous 'box of chocolates' my life has been a 'bar of toffee' - hard to chew, but delicious till the end.

My latest venture into Transcendental Meditation has acknowledged within my "Light" that I should focus more on "Wisdom's of Life" and such.

I have had so numerous life lessons in my half a century upon this universal plain of space and time. I have learned that, for instance:...

The first thing to remember in this space and time is:

"Peace is more then a mere verbal utterance, more then a concept devised by four British Lads, one Ravi Shankar, and Bob Dylan having a beer at their local pub."

"All purposes have a meaning and all meanings have a purpose"

"If you kick your dog the cat will bite you"

"If the mirror is the camera of our souls, our Id's, our Karma or our “real” self, then, when gazed upon, one's mind set should be that which is willing to accept that which will be revealed."

"To wallow in pain, self-pity, despair and most of all 'darkness' would and is a dreadful mistake of reasoning and must be avoided in order to achieve inner peace and overstanding of that which is the complications of living."

"The choices we make in the past affect and effect the present and definitely shape and mold where our future can and may take place."

"God, The AtomicMother, Cosmic Muffin or whoever you perceive as our Creator is our landlord and Earth is just our rental unit. It is our duty to keep the property in the same condition as it was when we signed the lease. Please respect the other tenants and clean up after yourself, keep the noise down and pets are welcome."

From over ten thousand conversations with total strangers and listening to not only their words, but their hearts, their own unique Karma's and enjoying the energy given off by their singularly isolated Aura's – sharing their “LIGHT” I have acquired the "Wisdom's of Age" - and by having been blessed with such by the AtomicMother, herself, I must use this knowledge to spread my LIGHT and pass on the energies contained within the beacon of my Universal LightHouse.

And I shall continue to drive this train and reach my final destination......

"So shall we all!"

We live our life lessons in many ways. The strongest being the mental inner-self struggles. The secondary would be the family value struggle lived through the pubescence years and the third being the actually physically lived daily battles with humanistic society.

My daily battles, (and believe me I have lived through far more then your average hippy), have treasured me with gifts that no real words can describe.

Having died seven times and been allowed to return, LITERALLY, from the "Dead", opened a whole overstanding of life, religion, mankind and the so-called 'animals' we share this planet with. There is a "CREATOR" of sorts, there are other "PLAINS"of space/time continuum's.

"How else could we have a past and live in the present and also mold our future?"

This could never be realized into everyday life for, then, the mere purpose of life existing would be meaningless. Like buying yourself a birthday gift and wrapping it, then when you open it there lay no surprise.

During my 'deaths' I had "choices", just as we all have in life, I had seven paths to choose from, this happened seven times. There was a voice, no rather a "PRESENCE" that just communicated without verbal utterances - like transferring knowledge to your computer from a thumbdrive.

There was no 'Guiding Angel' as portrayed in cult based religious artifacts. There was past true friends and my departed Mother who was murdered in 1981. They were not "there" in the physical sense we have here in our space/time, they were just "there" in that space/time continuum, I knew it but I cannot, once again, explain it in language.

Energy, Light, Existence equals life/death in my book.

The just 'being' there, on a knoll, surrounded by the seven paths of existence allowed me to overstand that there was a so-called "HADES". The presence of also knowing that certain paths would lead to our imagined ideals of a "HEAVEN" alleviated the fear of burning in an inferno of disparity and suffering. I chose from my life energy, it is very difficult to put into mere words. We are only 'energies' formed into an adaptable form to share our existence with all the other life forms in our space/time continuums.

This happened in all seven deaths, even number three which was a suicide. Not that I am proud of this fact, but I am the only person I know that can say, "I committed suicide once"

So, in closing this "Walk With Dann" I leave you with this thought:

"If my "Light" still burns bright from within my "LightHouse" after my puny little struggles, then so should your own burn as brightly"

PEACE, I LOVE YOU ALL!

To repeat a past message to my Northern LightHouse:

A special message for my most blessed “Northern LightHouse”, your enchantment is still swirling within my aura......I miss your physical presence but I walk by your side. Fear not for all is well with the exception of my humanside missing your physical and most beautiful presence. After all, is not “V” for “Victory”???

Shine on and PEACE to you, yours and and all who should come “Walk With Dann”. I'll have my shoes off – waiting.

Until then, I am Dann, just as I am.

Music as a Universal Language

2008-07-27T12:27:00.002-04:00

Through all the ages mankind has used lyrics and music to express their feelings, wants and current affairs.

Despite the insistent repeated messages of all the bands and individual musicians throughout the sixties, society chose not to heed the warnings. Now, forty years later, we have realized that those warnings were quite well founded.

Whether it was the Beatles, Bob Dylan or whoever, their message was the same. "Give peace a chance". They attempted to teach us that this beautiful planet was meant to be "shared" in a unison of peace and oneness.

Yes, music is a universal language and in my opinion the greatest language mankind could ever devise. Spoken languages and differential dialects become one - the rhythms and lyrics can unite two totally opposite societal bands and throughout the duration all sides can dance to the same beat.

So, let our modern day minstrels bring on the "noise" and let us all become "Third Eye Sighted" and not "Third Eye Blind"

Bring on the music!

Dim Lightbulbs or Pinesol?

2008-07-24T12:47:00.000-04:00

Ok, another confession of my lack of responsibility. I admit fault.

I laxed on my cleaning, well, no not 'laxed'. I devised a new way to clean your home, more environmentally sound and favourable. Rather then poison this Big Blue Marble with cleaning solvents and such, I discovered that if you replace all the lightbulbs in the house with those of a lesser wattage, then the mess and disorder do not appear so severe.

So, right now we are at the forty watt stage, next comes the twenty-five watt refrigerator bulb and finally the ever faithful twelve watt 'nightlight bulb'.

OR. I will reach into the under the sink cabinet and utilize the large bottle of Pinesol or the smaller bottle of Organic Enviro-Friendly All Purpose solvent.

It seems that in my quest to spread Light to those in the shadows I neglected to look within my own grayed areas of this universal plain. I have been a very irresponsible home owner. And I hereby sentence me to the arduous task of scrubadubub and wrinkled hands of cleansing.

I am going to do my spring cleaning - from the dust caked televisions to the chocolate covered fridge door. I may even sweep and wash beneath the kitchen stove. A few months late, but these important things take time to organize and schedule.

(Oh oh, another meandering thought has entered my head: "Why do we say "kitchen stove", what or where else would we have one?")

Wish me luck and when the place is shiny and new, drop by and help me mess it again.

Until then, I remain Dann - just as I am. I beg of you to remain as you are - change not what the Creator has bestowed upon you in this - one of many - plains and quasi-universal existence.

Peace and Love

2008-07-24T12:33:00.001-04:00

"Peace is more then a mere verbal utterance, more then a concept devised by four British Lads, one Ravi Shankar, and Bob Dylan having a beer at their local pub." November 21st 2007 Dann Verner

These Minstrels,Holy Men, Poets and many others with similar artistic talents and beliefs used their music, their minds, their Charisma their very souls to spread the philosophies of peace and unity.

If only we all would have listened our lives would be in much better benefit.

NOW, it is the time for listening and it is up to us as fellow brothers and sisters to spread the message - not only do we have a greatly scarred planet to heal - we also have the tremendous task of teaching our fellow man that it is OUR time to unite into one world of peace and tranquility - war is not the answer and never shall it be. Trips to the Cosmos are not going to help. The trillions of dollars being spent on such could be far greater used here on Mother Earth in more meaningful avenues - we are exploring space and yet we do not even know our home planet. Let us get to know 'home' before we go visiting the neighbours.

Humanistic character allows for us to put things off till it is too late. We must change our instilled genetic thoughts and stop the selfishness of modern living.

We must slow down our daily lifestyles and work in unison. We must teach our children, our brothers, our sisters and our mothers and fathers that this is the day-of-age where we are to create the world that God, Buddha, Jah, The Cosmic Muffin or whoever you perceive our Creator to be,set in plan for us. We have all the parts - we need only to put them together in the proper order.

As John Lennon so simply stated, "GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!" - what a simple and - yet - so complicated message is contained in these words.