Stonebeam 21. The Misdelivery Syndrome

Story Shot 21, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 02 February 2021

Bright sunny (late) morning at my condo in SE Michigan.

I don’t mind telling you that circumstances have changed considerably since the Age of Covtardia[1] plopped itself unwelcome at my doorstep. [NO, THIS IS NOT ANOTHER STORY ABOUT ‘COVID’ OR COVTARDIA!!!

God, I’m so tired of this BULLSHIT STUPID-19!

You, too? Well, good. That’s how it needs to be. Torch the masks!]

What I want to talk about this morning is—it’s been exacerbated by covtardia because more and more people are spending their food money on carryout and delivery—what can happen if you don’t stay in the Now.

I’m just out on the stoop doing my daily simulation of Ben Franklin’s air bath (with deep breathing, earth connection—snow on the ground so my feets can’t touch soil—, meditation), when up walks this dude carrying a cardboard tray with a couple of cups of coffee and looks like a bag o’ donuts, and wants to hand it to me.

Aha. Delivery guy. I say, “Sorry, dude, you have the wrong address. Lemme see your receipt. This is 365nn, not 366nn.” And since this has happened before I point him in the general direction to the correct condo location. Continue reading

Stonebeam 19. Thrive or Hive: Maskes ‘n’ Vaxxes

Story Shot 19, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 31 December 2020

Whoops!

Here I go again, on a polemicist bender.

Almost. But I’m catching myself in stride in order to draw in the FLOW from real life—the same sort of life situations virtually all of my peers (still in the pre-mRNA-‘covid’-‘vax’ Human 1.0 community) face.

I make that pre-‘vax’ caveat because it takes months and boosters for the newly ‘covid’-‘vaccinated’ subjects to become fully programmed… and the 5G wireless networks thru which the programming is done are not completely implemented—outside of the Hubei province of China, anyway.

Last night, I was watching the classic Nobody’s Fool (1994) movie—watershed film for Paul Newman as an ‘old guy.’ He’s a dead ringer in a couple of key scenes for my dear departed brother, Forrest, who died 13 years ago at the to-soon-to-go age of 56.

The wave of teary-eyed sadness came over me immediately. Also a depth of connection that I had also felt with the loss of Dad… and Mom especially. Only this time, perhaps due to the immediate effect, I wound up with this deep sense of a cosmic channel into the power of Being, itself. Whoa! “This needs to get out there!” I said to myself.

Recently, I’d seen and heard from Dr. Robert Young, and Dr. Neil Bush (in his wondrous interview by Del Bigtree on TheHighWire.com, episode 195) that each of us is a spiritual being with a physical body. Not vice versa. So true. Yet so rarely realized.

And it’s from that quality of connection to Being, via specific beings we care about, that I offer up my stonebeam today… that is, from FLOWer aligned with Field.[1]

We all need to distill motive power from what’s real in our lives, not illusions via devices of control—the trance-o-tron (TV), the Web (computer), and the “official”-story machinery in other media. [A fine reference for cutting these woobie puppeteer strings is “Rule from the Shadows” — DuckDuckGo it.] Continue reading

Stonebeam 18: Open Letter to Class of ’67: Hive or Thrive?

Story Shot 18, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 25 December 2020

This is one of those open letters that’s taken me several attempts to get close to feeling right. If I were in that old Cary Grant, Rosalind Russell movie His Girl Friday, there would be discarded crumpled up typewriter sheets all over the floor.

Second, and related, I don’t want to stand out as a square peg unless I have to.

Third, I have a special fondness for my now-70-something-fellow-cocaptive_kids (i.e. forced to be there by the compulsory government-school system) with whom I was thrown together in a warmly structured suburban middle-class high school in a Leave it to Beaver/Ozzie and Harriet would-be Land of Oz.

And I don’t want to lose that 50-year-reunion-kindled fondness with several of you.

Still, let me take you through a story of our youth that haunts me now. Raise your hand if you haven’t seen Invasion of the Body Snatchers, the original 1955 version. [Spoiler alert!] Remember the scene toward the end where Dr. Miles J. Bennell and his restored sweetheart-beauty, Becky Driscoll, are on the run and wind up in the cave?

They manage to shake off the townsfolk-zombie posse on their tails, and are struggling to stay awake so as not to be turned into pod people themselves, when they hear this ethereal melody of voices. Miles goes to check it out and is horrified to find these voices are heralding an agricultural operation producing thousands-MORE PODS.

Miles rushes back to the cave, where Becky has fallen asleep. He’s carrying Becky, resuming their getaway to the highway, he stumbles, she exclaims that she can’t go on. He kisses her right there with mud puddle residue all over ‘em. But the true love of his life has TURNED… into “an alien being bent on his destruction.” [End Spoiler.] Continue reading

Stonebeam 17. Covtardia by Way of Cadillac

Story Shot 17, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 17 December 2020

Another example of how covtardia[1] magnifies bad behavior.

I should have let this one go, but my writer-ego can’t resist.

To begin with, as a bona fide covtardia victim—I lost my good medtech-driver job because I refused to wear a mask inside the van—my stand on science and principle cost me ~$500 a month, which helped me to pay, you know, bills.

A retired golf buddy and cause-devotee of mine told me about his part time job as what they call a “dealer trade driver,” so I call around to sales managers in dealerships near me. Turns out, the local Cadillac sales manager—let’s call him Harry—does have a need.

We chat for a while and I show up next day to talk turkey. He gives me an idea of what the job entails, mainly shuttling Caddys from and to about 60 dealerships in a 200-mile radius. Sure, I’ll do it, 15 to 20 hours per week, I tell him. Harry says, “We need your driving record, too. These are $50,000-dollar automobiles.” Makes sense.

Trouble is my official driving record is maintained by our World-Famous-and-Now-‘Covid’-Slowed-to-Below-Crawl-Speed Secretary of State and I’ll have to go to a branch office to pick it up. “No probbem,” I say, “I’ll head over there right now.”

It’s on Beck Road in Wixom, maybe 10 miles away. Harry assures me that SOS doesn’t need an appointment for this kind of transaction. Yippee! [It sure did when I needed my eye test for license renewal: My birthday’s in mid-July, I call July 1, get my place in line in late September. Masks, distancing, you know the standard sheep drill.] Continue reading

Stonebeam 16. Thrive and FLOW, a Modest Proposal

Story Shot 16, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 07 December 2020

Or vice versa. The Thrive I’m speaking of is the umbrella movement for world peace and liberty, seeded by Foster and Kimberly Gamble with two remarkable videos

In addition to the distinctively scientific approach to what exists and what might exist—for a thriving planet—the Thrive understanding includes a sharp analysis of what Foster calls the Global Domination Agenda (GDA)… and loosely identifies those behind it, let’s call them the Global Crime Syndicate (GCS) or simply ‘the Syndicate.’

We have to point out the barnacles on the ass of human progress that interfere with our vision of a better world. When I do so to my special normie[1] friends—say, 5G or GMOs or vaccines—they say, “Brian, you’re so negative!”

Occupational hazard, I guess, to tackle the wrongdoers; that’s why I like the inherently positive view that the Thrive movement holds up: a bright shining light dispelling the darkness. Please refer to my #5 Stonebeam (under thecoffeecoaster.com | Stones).

My own contribution is a cultivation philosophy and practice known as FLOW.

I put together a short four-minute launch video [FundRazr.com/FLOWFellowship] that gives you the lowdown. Indeed, raising and sharing FLOW is my life’s purpose.

The idea itself I’ve had for nearly a decade. From the original three-panel brochure the notion was to bring people together in mutual self-help as a community of Independents[2]… much like the Christian (Lutheran) church congregation of my own experience in a middle America town of the 1950s. With these distinctions:

  • Cultivating independent consciousness: honoring, not worshiping, great souls
  • Providing spiritual and social foundation for each person’s reasoning ability
  • Encouraging each individual’s rise into Being via fellowship of kindred souls
  • Nourishing rooted principles for living a good life in harmony with the Field

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Stonebeam 15. Diamond Jack

Story Shot 15, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 03 December 2020

Was writing a Christmas note to a friend of mine, Jack, and it went like this:

“Was going to call you Diamond Jack after one of the more colorful personalities in my Gentleman’s Drinking Club of Oakland County back in the ‘80s and ‘90s. [But I doubt you’re feeling like much more than an ordinary stone w/ the modern medicine-man treatments. (My friend, ‘Author’ Jack, has been taking radiation treatments.)]

“His real name was Jack <strong Irish surname>. I could write a long short story on this neon guy w/a heart of gold—even a novelette.

“He played the ponies. Michigan doesn’t have full horse-racing but does have a harness track in Northville, about four miles from me.

“So happens Jack was friends with my soon-to-be lady-boss’s boyfriend, and the couples—Jack and his wife, Clark and my soon-to-be-boss Cathy—were at the this Northville Downs that Jack and Clark liked to frequent. I had told Jack one night over at our club (EG Nicks of West Bloomfield) that my GM-EDS documentation group had just given me the bum’s rush outbound on a contract.

“Well, Cathy happened to be head of documentation for a an EDI (electronic data interchange—paperless business transactions software—which was just coming into its own in the early ‘90s) firm in Livonia… and the rest is history. Next week I’m working for her at $30/hour, a good rate at that time for technical writers.”

“Jack had represented me as literally the ‘best techwriter in history.’

“Jack wore more gold bracelets and necklaces than Vegas’ Elvis, whom he idolized… and actually resembled. He pounded his vodkas on the rocks like orange juice, and died a few years after I got the job—in his 50s as I recall. Apparently dead broke.

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Stonebeam 14. The Emperor’s New Clothes—2d ‘Little Boy’

Story Shot 14, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 27 November 2020

“The Emperor is naked.
‘‘Covid’ is a complete Fraud with a
capital F.”

The news conference hailed from a live feed on the MLive corporate media network outlet in Owosso, Michigan. The room filled with several anxious mask-muffled reporters and story editors rustling about in a stupefied state as Dr. Nathan Welles, radical new head of the Michigan Health and Human Services Department rolled on.

First, Welles cited the recent news conference from reelected President Donald Trump’s lead medical advisor, Dr. Charles Atlas, who had just last night listed virtually the identical items he was about to affirm locally here. “Think of me as the Second Little Boy in the classic fable, ‘The Emperor’s New Clothes.’[1] I’m only reiterating what Dr. Atlas stated from the White House last night. Here’s the list:”

  • “Covid was always a black operation, not a disease.
  • “Preplanned at the highest levels of the Global Crime Syndicate (GCS).
  • “World Economic Forum, UN Agenda 21/30, WHO, ChiComs, the usual suspects.
  • “No SARS CoV-2 ‘virus’ (“sole-cause of COVID-19 disease”) ever identified.
  • “Fully contrived (by device-set # of cycles) false-positive ‘cases’ by the PCR test.
  • “90% of cases asymptomatic or mild cold symptoms from ‘non-novel’ origins.
  • “Obscuring real causes of extreme symptoms via intentional poisoning.
  • “Widely targeted toxins—esp. 5G, pollution, vaccines, GMOs—depop agenda.
  • “Extreme symptoms cured readily 99%, proper use hydroxychloroquine-zinc (HCQ).
  • “Perps slipped up forgetting HCQ-zinc; other solid therapies-cures emerge.
  • “All cures suppressed in lieu of killer-zombie vax (KZV)—mandatory, universal.
  • “Full censorship regime planned via cyberwarfare program of ‘Great Reset’.
  • “Universal masking essential for psy warfare herd-mind submission to agenda.
  • “No reason masks—per early CDC, WHO, US Surgeon General—except control.
  • “Masks pose serious body-and-mind harms, the more they are worn.
  • “Strategy: If people wear masks for no reason, they’ll submit to KZV same.
  • “Lockdown: trade one’s humanity for a pot of porridge (BK Whopper with fries).
  • “End game: from perps’ perspective, is Armageddon for the submissives.
  • “Meaning end of them, too… since perp tapeworm is parasitic organism.

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