Stonebeam 35. Warm Christmas Message

A One-Two Knockout Punch to What’s Holding Us Back
Story Shot 35, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 21 December 2021

First the ecclesiastical part of the message from none less than the former Catholic Archbishop of the United States, Carlo Maria Vigano. This testament to the fundamental threats of the ‘covid’ op, the Frankenshots, and the “Great Tyranny” has been making the rounds in cyberspace and because it comes from a supreme authority figure in a major world religion, I expect it will have enormous effect.

https://bit.ly/3qhjrXa_Archbishop_Vigano_on_the_Crisis

From my Tweet: “It [the Archbishop’s statement] stands a good chance to end the ‘covid’ contrived Mass Psychosis and proceed with prosecutions of those responsible for the FEARDEMIC and other crimes against humanity under the umbrella of the Great Reset [global full-spectrum tyranny]. Breathe Forward w/o ‘THEM.'”

[Note: My own views of the problem are virtually identical with those of the archbishop… and I would say at least 40% (and growing rapidly) of the general population of the world. Which is good to have authorities of stature aligned, since we ordinary truth tellers are often been regarded by family and friends as crazed iconoclasts to chastise—or be banned from joining in any reindeer games.]

The Second Punch—we have TWO men with courage making a majority… as shown in the image on the right—this one-two knockout comes from Dr. Peter McCullough, a working cardiologist, epidemiologist, editor of a major cardiology medical journal, author/contributor of more peer-reviewed articles in his field than any other living physician—and generally pro vaccine, but certainly not the ‘covid’ shots. He’s also the primary advocate of “early treatment,” and his multi-pronged protocol for early treatment of ‘covid’ has saved 10s of thousands of lives… if it had been followed for all those who were reported to have died of ‘covid,’ conservatively, it would have saved 85% of them.

Here is the full video of a 2:45-long interview with podcaster Joe Rogan, censored by YouTube but receiving 10s of millions of views on other platforms (I had heard upwards of 100 million views, total… so like the Archbishop’s statement, the knowledge is currently sweeping the world and burying the censors):

https://bit.ly/3e5y0HP_McCulough_Interview_by_JRE

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Stonebeam 34. Independents’ Anthem?

Marcy Baruch (Baroosh) Shifts the Paradigm with an Indie Flourish
Story Shot 34, by Brian R. Wright  PDF Version, 09 November 2021

The flourish would be a song. Yet to call “Carry On” a song is like calling the Queen Mary a row boat; it’s more like the deepest calling and caring for Independent souls worldwide that I’ve ever experienced. If I were a religious man, I’d say it’s from Heaven, and I’ll say it anyway. If the stars could sing they’d do it this way, sending their tune-rays straight into your heart… not to mention your tear ducts. I used to think Dolly Parton had the voice of an angel, Marcy resides in the same constellation.

And the lyrics… just what the cosmos ordered.

The four songs I’ve heard to this point—from the album The Strength of Love—hit the right inner chords of joy and pathos, discovery and listening that make you want more. But “Carry On” is more than special. It’s an eternal, personal, soul-to-soul “You are stellar, really.” Surely she isn’t singing about me. Yet surely she is. Wow. Continue reading

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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