Herbs Of The Northern Shaman by Steve Andrews – Review

I read a few reviews of this book before taking on the task of writing one myself, and I do have to agree with this one:

A BAd Witch’s Blog;

She starts off by saying that, ‘Herbals – or books listing plants that are useful to humans – aren’t usually the kind of thing one can enjoy reading cover to cover. They might be great reference material, but they aren’t exactly page-turners.’

And really, ‘Herbs of The Northern Shaman’ is probably the only exception to that rule… I for one, am not a huge fan of herbal books or any kind of guides in general but this was a pleasant experience that pushed me along my day to day routines so that I could get back to this book as quickly as I could.

Alright, now about the official review type stuff:

I for one would have appreciated a little more on the subject of Cannabis however, Mr. Bard of Ely man does branch out to describe a few herbs that could in mere mortal terms be described as the cousins of Sativa.

What made this book wonderful to read was that it was to the point and had very little excess information or big latin words that normal herb books usually do. This is A book I could see myself buying and putting up on my kitchen book shelf one day right next to the, ‘How to make delicious Vegan food’ one that I am yet to discover.

If you enjoy testing out the boundaries of the herb kingdom, this is a splendid way to NOT get poisoned while you are at it as Mr. Steve Andrews graciously points out which herbs might be alright to experiment with and which are better left alone, unless of course you are the sort of person who will push the button just to see what it does.

Over all, the feeling is mutual between the reviewers of this book, it was an easy read and interesting one, which will prove useful at some point, no doubt.

If you are interested in more of the wonders of: ‘weird and wonderful stuff that people have got high on’: Moon Books has this copy just for you. All you have to do is; ask for it.

P.S. It feels great to be able to add some factual, work stuff to this blog again. I have thoroughly missed it.

P.P.S if you hover the cursor on the featured image you will get the link where you can see more about Moon Books and this specific book… actually here’s the link: Moon Books/ Herbs Of The Northern Shaman

Canis Lupus

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Between Galaxies And Spaceships

There are blissful cradles

In  the spaces that fill the

Gap between our beings

In those instances when fiction becomes reality

It is instinctive

The need to calm a volcano with our

Imaginary seas

There are galaxies within beings

Stars protruding in a three D sort of way

Contribute to the glamour

The mask we apply in the sunlight

Only to welcome the moon in its removal

Only simplicity brings peace in the vast abyss

Seek not to build a galaxy

Do you not know there is comfort where there are space ships?

Lullaby! (To Dad)

Dear dad!
I miss you.

It’s been a while and I know it’s my fault mainly
I really should write to you more often
You speak to me in a way that no one else knows
Like the chirping of the bird outside my window while my stone heart begins to waken
And it is pain at first
And hopelessness
But then a spark of life happens in my wolfy veins
That is barely noticeable enough at first
Then day after day you whisper breezes of wind in return of the scorching memories and fears…

Years have passed since I truly felt like a weaver of words;
I knew I died then
Perhaps with you – is it beautiful to finally be a part of everything again?
Do you miss her?
Whoever she was…
I think your love for her inspired me so that I could not help but fall in love with that planet; a woman!
The galaxies of female curves I have seen
Left me broken dead and empty.

I am much better now though
I’m learning to forgive
To let go of the things I cannot change
I think I’m learning how to live.

Are you proud of me?
I still feel like your little girl.
I have written so much just tonight only to avoid telling you for the first and only time : I am hurt

Hurt but still breathing
Crippled but healing
With every cell in me that yearns to be
Someone worthy

Tomorrow I will continue my quest and I will fail a little less at disproving the impossible
And fail a little less again the following day
Until impossible is nothing

Because I think not even you believed in what you chased
Not even you could dream that big
Oh but you insisted that I learn
And so I did

I dream a little less these days
I focus on success
Not in material value though I’m sorry; I’m quite alright with just being me
But I succeed a little more each day
I manage to keep me complete.

I have started learning how to be brave
And yes
Yes dad, she’s teaching me.

That nothing is ever really worth it unless it hurts a little at least!

Believing In Storms

If heaven exists
Does it know that you rain?
Like falling, scattered stars
I had wished upon in lost and quiet nights

If heaven has a name
Could I call it by yours?
Could I hold you
Like clouds cradling the secrets of our existence?

If hell were inevitable for me
Would you use your tears
To calm the scorching flames?
Could I call on heaven for mercy
By calling out your name?

Would you reign the rain clouds?
Would you save me?
Slave me baby, but… don’t play me
For Juggler’s luck
Is only temporary and
Fickle fingers frighten fast
when a temple faces danger then
My heart puts up eager walls
As well as unshakeable bars
Post an outburst of anger.

If
Neither heaven nor hell exist
Would you help me build a Kingdom?
Will you plant gardens with my hands?
Would you be brave enough to stay?
To face the storms
Would you take your final breath with me?

See Me Now?

Do they also see it in me?..
The way that my smile feels brighter these days?
Have they discovered how they perceive me yet?
Because I feel like I have only just begun…
Finding myself with each leap of emotion…
Sometimes a leap year…
What am I saying?
What am I doing?
Who am I fooling?
There are no 10 things to hate about any part of you
Whoever you are
No matter the past
Or whatever you do
Leap forward then It is only a mirage after all
Will we ever stop waking up
Will we ever sleep at all?
There are no certainties
There are only the lands beyond these
That’s where the little blood bird sings
You know you can stop writing now because you’re thinking of her
Here I lose my punctuation and let my mind stroll around that secret garden that I have kept hidden and safe
So anxious to find someone
Someone I’d want to help me grow it a little greener
A little more colorful
A little more. .. You know…
Does everyone see it too?
The way that my smile feels brighter these days?
Ok then perhaps I should give you a clue
Now think of a name and look up at the moon

The New Dead Genereation (X)

‘Wine, song, food and fire (Wine, song, food and fire)
Clothes, shelter and seed
No more need for the old empire (Fare thee well to the empire)
The indigo children’

Puscifer: The Indigo Children

The most amazing part of living life after 1945 is that freedom of speech is once again an actual thing! This is why many people will enjoy this blog and just as many will look down their one sided noses at it. However, whichever group you fall under does not define your inherent character. It would just be proof of how ignorant and closed minded our generation is capable of being on the one hand, and on the other – completely liberal.

She said that the Nazi Germany and Her dictatorship made for an uncomparable one in the history of human kind;

Why?

She said that propaganda was the way of The Wolf… and yet in all of their museums and history books, all you will ever find is one side of the story – one picture – one victimized race!

Yet, to begin with the concentration camps had no interest in keeping Jewish prisoners – and let’s face it; the only reason this became the coldest of all dictatorships in people’s minds ; is because the Puppeteers turned it into a racial issue.

What about the soldiers who DIDN’T want to participate in the mass murder but had no choice? Does the world not deserve to hear their story?

Did the mass murder really occur, and if it did – who was the actual perpetrator?

Why did the wolf choose to attack instead of protect?

Has anyone even dared to ask themselves this? Surely it takes a lot more than slight insanity to become the most haunting name in history?

I am not trying to justify The Wolf’s actions in this blog, this blog is about whether you will choose to unlock all the barred doors in your mind or choose to live safely and comfortably behind the bars.

‘The Generation X, commonly abbreviated to Gen X, is thegeneration born after the Western Post–World War II baby boom. Demographers and commentators use birth dates ranging from the early 1960s to the early 1980s.’

The above statement is merely a half truth or in the words of narrow mninded historians ; propaganda.

In reality Generation X is the generation of Children born between 1965 and 1999 – these kids are a select few and yet there are milions of them – also known as The Indigo Children. However –  as all things that are not mainstream or that do not fit into the puzzle of the puppeteers, this generation of special kids (most of which are now adults) have been undermined and labelled as non-existant or unreal.

My mission is not to direspect the victims ; my mission is to honour the memory of those who were victims too but were not considered as such because the world instantly turned its back on an entire nation for the crimes of a select few people. This is why the Indigos have come; to create balance and equality. All that is light is not necessarily good or pure.

All hail the US liberators!

The true saviours of Germany. The men who revealed the horrors of the happenings between 1939 and 1945.

What a whole lot of bullshit!!!

What is worse is that there are still people who come to Germany with the intent to extract answers from people who had absolutely nothing to do with whatever did or did not happen. People who agressively accuse an entire nation because their great granparents are said to have been “victims”…

Nazi Barbarism!

And she says The Wolf was full of Propaganda – because that tablet had absolutely no intent but to tell the truth right?

The fact of the matter is that nobody except for the politicians and pupeteers and those now dead know the real truth. No matter how many books you have read, no matter how justified you feel you are to pass judgement – you would never know the truth. Nobody really knows the truth and those who have survived to tell the tale would obviously not be really credible sources of information; but then – that’s just my opinion.

Have you ever wondered why the US chooses an Eagle as Her symbolic power?

‘The eagle’s eyesight is especially remarkable. With vision about five times sharper than our own, an eagle can spot a target as small as a rabbit up to a mile away. In addition, an eagle has excellent depth perception due to the overlap, of the right and left fields of vision. The talons,or claws on an eagle’s toes are curved and razor-sharp for catching and holding their prey. This gave eagles the name raptor which comes from a Latin word “rapere” meaning to grip or grasp. Rough bumps on the eagle’s toes also help them hold slippery, wiggling fish. A raptor’s feet are important to capturing food and also as a method of protection. 

The long talons and vise-like grip can inflict serious wounds to intruders. Their diet consists mainly of fish, but waterfowl, small mammals and even turtle remains have been found in their nests. To catch fish, eagles generally watch the water surface from a perch or while soaring in the air. Then they swoop down close to the water and drop their feet right in the water to catch the fish. Eagles often steal food from other eagles or from other birds of prey like ospreys. They also eat carrion, the decaying flesh of dead animals, such as a deer hit by a car. Carrion is especially important in winter when other foods are not easily found.

Eagles are “birds of prey,” which means they hunt for their food. Unlike other birds, which eat seeds or insects and travel only short distances in search of a meal, the eagle must often fly great distances in order to find worthy fare. In order to do this without expending the inordinate amounts of energy that flapping flight would require; the eagle has become a master of soaring. Riding upon vertically spiraling columns of warm air called thermals, the eagle can travel up to twenty miles per hour virtually without effort.

The eagle is further aided in flight because its bones are hollow. Unbelievably, the total weight of an eagle skeletal system is only half the weight of its feathers! With a wingspan of seven to eight feet and a wide and rudder-like tail, the eagle was built to master the skies.

Do you remember your history lessons?

How did the US finally penetrate Germany?

The amazing thing about having a real history teacher in a neutral country to this event in history is that you got to see both sides of the story… while you still could. Of course now there has been legal action against any positive outlook or second story to WW2.

The above image of the Roll Call is said to have been taken by the Nazis, that the prisoners were picked out. The healthy looking, neat kind of person who does not seem to be suffering . Could be, however the images the Americans show in the German museums are the extreme opposite. How can there be no middle ground?

Let’s have a look at some of the reasons the Eagle had to get The Wolf to self-destruct.

Please watch this to the very end and find the lyrics if you must:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_fRVtcQq2k

1.)The United States in World War I declared war on the German Empire on April 6, 1917. The U.S. was an independent  power and did not officially join the Allies. It closely cooperated with them militarily but acted alone in diplomacy. The U.S. made its major contributions in terms of supplies, raw material and money starting in 1917. American soldiers under General John J. Pershing arrived in large numbers on the Western Front in summer 1918. They played a major role until victory was achieved on November 11, 1918.’

PRIDE

2.) …’In other words, responsible for the post-war hyperinflation was not the German government, but rather the privately owned central bank in Germany, and its monopoly it had over the creation of money.  Germany’s economy was crashed and devastated by bankers…’

DEFINE CENTRAL BANK: at the time Federal Reserve NYC as the ‘mothership of all central banks’.

But wait there’s more…

‘refusing to play ball with the Rockefeller-Rothschild rules, one of the first things he did was fix the corrupt, debt-based financial system.  By completely thwarting the international banking cartels, the Nazi government issued its own currency known as Reich Marchs, which were debt free and uncontrollable by international financial interests.

Debt Free Finance = Freedom…

Would freedom from the talons of the raptor be suitable for the raptor itself?

Of course not; lest news spread of the raptor’s weakness. The raptor cannot be known as weak, for any future prey could then learn the raptor’s weakness until the raptor dies of hunger.

3.) …Just as Hitler issued debt-free currency for Germany, Abraham Lincoln setup an interest free banking system in the United States when he was President, and he was murdered for it.  Former US president Andrew Jackson issued interest-free currency, and two shots were fired at his head in an assassination attempt, but the shots misfired and he survived.  John F. Kennedy issued interest-free currency during his presidency and we all know how he met his untimely demise.

4.) …‘After Germany’s public banking system was installed, world Jewry responded by declaring war on Germany, including a global boycott of German goods. Within two years, the German economy was flourishing with its new-found stable, and inflation-free currency.’

COMPETITION…

I could continue to list these but I would rather move on to my next point:

The Baracke X – 

These were said to have been built in order to burn the excess bodies of the prisoners and war prisoners… they were hardly used however. Why?!

Rumour has it that it was because the 3rd Reich realized that the war wouldn’t end as swiftly or quickly and possibly not in their favour. They therefore began to try and keep their prisoners alive.

Hmmm.

Is it impossible that these were built as part of the picture that the Raptor wanted to show?!

Is it?

Enter the supposed gas chambers.

These were never used.

This is a memorial wall for “all the victims” – except the gays, the gypsies and the common thieves and criminals. You know… because the above mentioned are just … well, not considered as human enough to be remembered or mourned or respected. They weren’t victims; they were bound to hell anyway.

I mean does nobody else see this?? 

Árbeit Macht Frei – Work Sets You Free

According to historians the above is a way to mock the prisoners as they would be worked to “death” and so they really would be set free.

I feel the greatest amount of sympathy for the ignorant and even more for the persecuted.

If one hundred years from now you woke to discover that everything you have been spoon-fed was a lie; how would you apologize to the people the world (including you and me) has forced to walk with their heads down in guilt? How do you apologize to history? How do you apologize to a people who are so inherently good at heart, a people who are not afraid to help, who live respect, honesty, dilligence and softness?

How would you apologize to this young troop of officers in training who are forced to bow their heads for crimes that may or may not have been as the Raptor would like you to believe they were?

 DEN TOTEN ZUR EHR DEN LEBENDEN ZUR MAHNUNG: A honour to those who died, a warning to those who live

This is seen as a controversial statue; why?

Because the prisoner has warm clothes, closed shoes and a smug smile on his face.

Will you live as the victim and inadvertedly put the blame on a third party?

The more we refuse accept responsibility for the past, the present and the future – the more victims we will create.

So YES!

May the dead be honoured, but not JUST the “victims” we are told about… may ALL the dead be honoured, and finally may ALL the living be warned!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2A8u4Z13hUw

ALL MY LOVE: CANIS LUPUS