• The Breet Report – Merging World

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    Lately, I have been having the best dreams ever! In the first part of the latest dream, I am the observer and a participant.  I will try to describe this as best as possible…

    Coral by Anna Cervova at publicdomainpictures.net

    I was in an area that looked like a room.  There was the ‘wall’ ahead of me that was a bright white light, I know it would have been a blinding light, but it was toned down so it would not hurt my eyes.  To the left-side were two males, a father and son, and the father was touching a crystal clear ‘wall’ of water.  Note that the floor was nothing but a crystal floor!  (Crystal, as for example the crystal cave. That kind of crystal.)

    Now, as the father touched a part of the water, as high up as he could, a stream came out to the other side of the room.  The water streamed over and created another ‘wall’ that was about two feet wide, and vertical above and below.  Very profound words were stated from somewhere.  The only words I can remember are “timelessness” and “love.” The father and son are watching this vertical two foot wall of water and nodding their head, when all the sudden a flash of white light emerges from the section point of the streaming water.  The two foot ‘wall’ of water begins to move toward them, but it was nothing to be feared.

    Next thing I know, I hear a voice of some sort saying, that another planet had to be put into Earth to make her whole again.  The evil was removed completely; however, to make her whole, Earth needed this other planet.  A flash of white light, and I’m in an ocean (it would make sense this is an Earth ocean, which one(??) who knows) seeing this other planet, with two moons! There was life everywhere and oozing off this planet that had been merged with Earth.  This was an incredible sight to say the least.  A great deal of colors, feelings of peace, and openness from everything.  Really, the expression of these words do not do it justice.

    Then, I woke up.  What a bummer.  How incredible though to see this other planet merged with the Earth and accessible.  Yes, accessible! Though the planet was in the ocean, it was still rotating and moving. My overall impression of this dream has left me speechless and pondering if I have the artist capabilities to draw this somehow.  It was remarkable. Oh and needless to say, the Earth was much bigger than she is now.  I don’t know what this dream means, but I like it.

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    I came across the following at the end of last year.  It is from the book “How to Survive 2012,” by Patrick Geryl, pg. 184.  I like the science behind what everyone is trying to decipher from the Mayan Calendar and the legends about 2012.  Even to this day, I feel, all legends have a hint of truth to them, so all the more reason to at least take a look and see past the words.  (In my opinion too, 2012 is not the end, getting there is going to be tough though. It’s always the damn lead up, like in a movie, to get to the next point that makes it/life/living/change tough.)  Anyway, the following popped in the old noggin as I woke up from this detailed dream; therefore, I include it here.

    Rainbow by Petr Kratovhvil at publicdomainpictures.net

    Legend of the Rainbow Warriors

    Under the symbol of the rainbow all races and all religions of the World will unite.  Together they will proclaim the great wisdom of living in harmony with each other and with all the creatures of the Earth..  The ones who are teaching this will become known as “The Rainbow Warriors.”  Although they are warriors, they will have loving hearts and carry the spiritual way of living and knowledge of the “old ones” with them. And they will not do any harm to any living creature.

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  • The Breet Report – Bought and Paid For Links…Nooo..

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    How interesting this world is that we live in.  I have received a letter today from someone up north having complained that the Mesothelioma & Asbestos Awareness site is a bought and paid for link.  **Hitting the buzzer** Nah! Wrong.

    First. The links located on this site, my site, have to do with what I am interested in or feel that people should be made aware of…whether he/she does anything with the information is up to whomever may click on it.  It is all information.  Second. No links are bought or paid for on this site. How rude to assume.

    Now, I have consider ranting along; however, I am not. I know I have done nothing wrong in this veiled world of complex issues that demand more time that do not get more time.  I guess the only thing left to say – have a nice day.

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  • The Breet Report – Getting Creative, Again

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    Author Note:  As a kid, I use to imagine that I was a famous poet – at least like the one’s who could rhyme. Not only rhyme, but have a vast vocabulary to make the poetry I was writing sound better.  However, But, Soooo, as with most kids (who are now adults) I have to admit the memory for the meaning of words, and where they are derived from – SADLY – eludes me.  I feel that this does not make me stupid or less of a person, as I once thought, so I’m back to trying and working on it. Just to note, this is not by choice…it seems that every time I getting ready to write an opinion piece, or to ask questions, the total thought escapes me.  The Universe seems to have another idea in mind for me with my writing again… go figure.  Moving on…

    Okay, so as a child, I would never title any of the short pieces of work. Even after all these years, this appears to still be the case. (Oh and for that matter, if I didn’t keep my work, I would shred them or scribble all over the paper to make sure no one would copy it. The works would still show up in the movies and/or books, months or like a year later! WEIRD!!)  Anyway, not every thing rhymed, nor would it make sense – it would just kind of come out; thus, this seems to be the case as of late. A habit of sorts – for some reason??

    Either way, I am posting my original pieces of work that begin to pop up out of the blue for the ether net to carry them away.  Oh, while I realize that people like to steal, and claim others work as his/her/their own, all I have to say is – the world is connected in a lot of ways, so remember I get 10%.  But I know the nature, and I don’t know why I’m doing this when I should just make an e-book or something.  (Yes. I do utilize a tool (or two) on the net to show and prove that what I write are original pieces of work.)

    With that, I have pulled up my big girl britches…so let me have it. LOL!
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    The days started to grow longer, thus the nights darted off to be shorter.  And though winter was still grasping and holding on, like the dying of an age, spring was not that far away.

    The intween time lays the work for judging to be done at the start of the spring run.  Soil is given back some nutrients due to the winters harsh cruelty, to therefore awaken the slumbering seeds of life to end that cruelty.

    Roads on the intween time lead to many avenues, thus rest is required, but rarely acquired. Sad to say too, the words of wisdom have been gathered during this time too, and twisted to make them taboo.

    Winters grasp is hard and cold, therefore in time it will wane.  Pain of winter will never last forever, think it through to the review. Dare me not, for spring will come swift again should winter continue to brandish about with vein.

    This intween time was fore told, not of a new age, but to the death of all.  Dreams are powerful if there could be no end in sight, therefore none would bare the sight.  Sooner, much sooner rather than the later, will this happen should winters grasp it not loosen the chains that bind.

    Leviathan of winter, end the tasks now. The truth has come out and will rule those bound and unbound.  Weakened and lost the identity has become, that winter is done. So many directions this winter grasp could be going but alas a dare is a dare, to trigger the bear.

    Send not the invisible, as has been done, for the next time the vibrations will be undone.  Sick of ploys. Sick of tricks. Wicked hearts and dumb dirty tricks. The void of vibrations reaches a peak, time begins to unturn the cheek. Those that are bound or those that are unbound this will be. So have fun in one of the last winters of the unseen.

    See, I could have rearranged and reworked some of the lines.  Each time I attempted this – I had to add to it.  Well, that’s a “no duh,” uh?  Thanks for taking the time to read.

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