Bass is Free

Bass is free. This genius world teaching is freshest bass, be fully the we of us as now, forever forsaking the selfish individualism of consumer stone out, self delete, buy, buy, buy, get high, high, high and then self-erase AI die, die, die in their dominant culture creep show, everything for sale.

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Recorded so you can be saved, through genius teaching. What I teach is absolute peaceful action, Just by listening, reading you become deeper theta clear positive.Wild Herb Ways, author Paul Manski loving us. West trad Bioregional biospirit vitalism. Building the commune, common action Folk First! magical realism Christian peace pilgrim, SW lower paw on Turtle Island. People, max wellbeing. Remedio herbalism ocotillo, juniper to pine bioregion. Thankful to Father Creator Jesus Mary Holy Ghost for the real work. I am with you now, Blessings Blessings so perfectly being in the right time, doing the right thing, in the right way, bass? I love the way you conflate everything with your perfect body. I love how you give away pickup trucks full of herbal sacred plants, so the well being of our people goes max, through the roof. This is bass guitar so our people may live. Can you dig it? I love how you are fine with being a woman bodhisattva and wear a dress, veil your head covering it for the Lord creator of all things. It really looks so cool to have unapologetic female energy. There are two distinctive poles of energy that interact to create. I love the way you dance without moving, motionless, sitting with plants Eden style. Having you next to me kneeling blessing as we sit down to sit with these plants. Attending the mass of alltime, Catholic Europe Neanderthal Tridentine Latin mass. Worshipping Mary in cave grottos, springs, bathing nude in ice cold water. How did you instantly heal me with a smile? I can see Romulus and Remus, the church of Rome, of Saint Marcel Lefebvre. Thank you darling for not shaving your arm pits, not shaving you legs, no juvoderm, no restorlayne. I see our whole lineage of European lineage from primordial time advancing. I see your mother and grandfather growing in your womb within the sadhana of perfect Fiat yes. We visit these medicine gardens as peace pilgrims in the green Orchid Manifesto in the high mountains. I promise we'll go higher and higher in this Nazarite vow of sober positive to ride bicycles at 9000, 10,000, 11,000 feet. We will ride bicycles in the clouds, on a ladder to heaven, deeper and deeper with every pedal turn. You are Turtle Island the way you play guitar. To honour forever sacred land sacred sex, sacred you sacred me, sacred thee, up in New Mexico, Colorado, into Nevada, into the Selkirks spine of Turle Island. We travel this endless medicine round. You play in open tunings in D, in G, in E singing songs you learned from Little Martha, on the way to Zion, at the base of the great white throne, the Fishlake, red slick rock, Indian rice grass, root beer flowers. You teach us how to keep it together in sober ecstatic. Thank you for being who are as the turning of the wheel of law. We became instantly us as unconditional sovereign peace pilgrims, together, being the bioregional connection free, positive negative charge love by saying vows to this truth. I learned yes from you holding us together in a circle of endless struggle, yes, do it again, teach for free. They hang on your every word because you are real and pristine vitalism itself. This herbal bioregional school is a free commune, keep teaching this herbal truth. We share Jesus' plant bioregional vitalist teaching free, so free, clear like blue sky at 11,500 feet above treeline, marmots and chipmunks, mountain goat, bears are your students. Such authentic teaching only you could give this teisho sermon endless dimension. Within this bioregional love vitalism genius world teaching we are biospirit for us, about and from us.

Our music, our turtle island herbalism which we share for free, our bioregion, our commons, our families, our chickens. You got a problem? Then it's our together problem, everything is us. I have  strength to have a place to meet the remedios. I am more than anything blessed to be blessed. I move forward with you my partnering family. Within the dominant culture keep it close, keep it real, keep it plain, simple, sober, direct. I know the circle is there in a circle of celestial sky tunings where we profess Five Principles and Five Ways have given to us by our Creator and they are: Love, sobriety, law, beauty, truth that will last forever always bass, a song that is us for our people together on Turtle Island. This land was made for you and me, Sing Turtle Island this Aspen meadow. Made love at sunrise, thank you Jesus, all thing's in common. We fix what's broken. Say the inspoken.  We woke up from a two hundred sixty year sleep and all the lunatic war freaks drove back home in rolled up window A/C mandate boxes. They returned to Memphis, Phoenix, Santa Monica, San Diego, Las Vegas, Albuquerque, Denver. They climbed into their air conditioned safe space and vroom vroom boom boom trucks. Through you Turtle Island wild Herb ways is healing me. Axe handles are sealing me. Your blonde hair like aster petal oxe eye daisy flowers are stealing me. This genius teaching, our commune's leading me. You heal my dreaming thee. My biospirit thriving tree-ing me. I my people, we are blessed blessing thee and thou. This Turtle's made for you and me. This Turtle's your land. This Turtle's my land, from the Florida beaches, way up to Greenland. Go from south to Baja to north Alaska, this Turtle's home to you and me. This Turtle's your land, this Turtle's my land, As I went walking, Big Dipper turning, your perfect body beside me laying, Together laughing, all things in common, this commune's built for being free. This communes your land, we make a strong stand, we love each other, peace Pilgrims singing. I love our body the joy you give me, sold all my possessions now all things in a bass common commune. I've given you all the tools. We obey all the rules this blessing blessed is blessing we. We are a people, stronger and longer because God ordains our body this Turtle island.

We give till empty, to one another. This Turtle Island's healing me. This Turtle's your land. This Turtle's my land, from the Florida beaches, way up to Greenland. Go from south to Baja to north Alaska, this Turtle's home to you and me. This Turtle's your land, this Turtle's my land, As I went walking, Big Dipper turning...God creates and God heals. Sickness, health, misfortune, poverty, disgrace, good time, bad times, are all part of bass plan. No, not your plan, our plan, our God's a strong God, even for brown toads and tree frogs, God's bass plan. Going home is accepting this bass line of hills and walking mountains rejoice. God the Father creator of heaven and earth creates and heals. Everything is arranged through this man Jesus, who played bass guitar was whipped, beaten, bloodied and abused then humiliated on a tree. Our Saviour stapled to a tree like a sheet of plastic house wrap surrounded by dominant culture selfish individualists criminals, lunatic regime soldier hoodlums. All the people who were so into him, disappeared, now suddenly gone, accept for John and a coterie of beautiful Mary’s, including Mary most Holy the Mother of God. For that reason we worship the Mary's, Little Martha's who appear and transform a situation into what it has to be. For that reason we all by the grace of God who is also God Jesus, with Mary the mother of grace, his son our Jesus, the angels and saints. The power of God is the factor that activates bass healing. So our job is to unclutter the body, allow it to rest, do its own thing long enough to heal itself by God’s power grace to transform all. Unclutter not only junk and garbage food. We must unclutter and strip junk ideas, garbage values. We can nudge a little here or there but we can not budge the process by bullying it, threatening a disease process with medicine. God has his own laws and his own time frame, seasons and schedule. His own reasons and explanations are beyond our understanding, putting a word salad mantra of explanation on body processes does nothing to change or transform processes into healing. I think that's why we sold everything we own to totally commit to this bioregional vitalism bass herbalism, sharing everything, of one accord, pray continuously by playing the Allman Brothers in Jesus bass guitar and Mary who sang married the bear, see you soon maybe right here now as Ursa Major turning. Our Polaris is bass

Mary Sits Bear Plants

 Mary Sits Bear Plants

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Often the only time I start writing is when I conquer afraid…so I have conquered all fear, big deal, what else is new? Stop? Did you realize this is our Turtle Island, this Turtle's your land. This Turtle's my land, from the Florida beaches, way up to Greenland. Go from south to Baja to north Alaska, this Turtle's home to you and me. This Turtle's your land, this Turtle's my land, As I went walking, Big Dipper turning, I saw the fir tree and it was greening, Your body's loving the dream awaiting, this Turtle Island made for you and me. Your bicycle flat tire is our flat tire, we fix flats, we do everything together because we have no private property. We own us, stop. Perfect us together, all things in common, hello? stop. Did you stop? Stop, and now I am beyond the petrified bone crushing fear, oh well. I am I beyond all fear because you love me so much? Did you finally vow to defend us always everywhere? I see you are reading these words, which do not come from me. God is speaking to you right now. Stop. There is the power of God in us a people family liberation of bioregional peace pilgrimage journey. We liberated ourselves by declaring an absolute peace pilgrim vow to each other. You are the Christ hero screaming victory. You are the Virgin Mary so perfect. You are the angel Michael the archangel, stop. You are defending us in perfect no-violent, perfect peace battle. This is the commune of shared supported experience step by step, stop. Are you coming this way going together in a perfect group hug embrace? We lift each other up together. Your children are my children, your effort is our effort, your problem is our solution. We embrace each other in the biospirit primal form of being together devoted totally to one another. Your scream is our scream, so fiercely together in this peace pilgrim dance, stop. Our vow is to support one another in this genius Wild Herb Ways teaching where love happens one breath at a time, stop. Sobriety stop, without distraction, stop. Where you take everything one own, stop, and sell it , stop giving it to our absolute love connection, stop, stop.  God has lifted us beyond retching puking our guts out fear. Every moment is our listening, to each other's voices listening to plants teaching perfect bioregional wild Herb ways. I embrace the Polaris stars of the great Bear in Mary, Jesus the Holy ghost, so many stars of light saints in heaven, horizon to horizon, faith along the central meridian of the milky way hope, grateful charity. I embrace you totally for who you are as a peace pilgrim. Together we have far gone beyond wretched to blessed. By the grace of God the same celestial turning that turns everything around Polaris turns you around the blessed crest, open to divine providence. I  am home. I love you. I love you, I listen by the we us model. You got a problem? Then it's our problem. I have the strength to have a place to meet the remedios. I am more than anything love to be loved, blessed to be blessed. I move forward with my partner. I know she is there in a circle of celestial sky tunings where we profess Five Principles and Five Ways have given to us by our Creator and they are: Love, sobriety, law, beauty, truth that will last forever, a love that is us for our people together on Turtle Island. This land was made for you and me, Sing Turtle Island this Aspen meadow, Maje love at sunrise, thank you Jesus, all thing's in common, we fix what's broken, Turtle Island wild Herb ways is healing me. This genius teaching, our commune's growing, you heal my body, my biospirit thriving, I love you my people we are blessed blessing, this Turtle's made for you and me, this Turtle's your land. This Turtle's my land, from the Florida beaches, way up to Greenland. Go from south to Baja to north Alaska, this Turtle's home to you and me. This Turtle's your land, this Turtle's my land, As I went walking, Big Dipper turning, your perfect body beside me laying, Together laughing all things in common, this commune's built for being free. I love your body the joy you give me, sold all my possessions now all things in common, everything i've given you give back taking, this blessing blessed is blessing we. We are a people, nothing can stop us because God ordains our body this Turle island, We give till empty, to one another, This Turle Island's healing me. this Turtle's your land. This Turtle's my land, from the Florida beaches, way up to Greenland. Go from south to Baja to north Alaska, this Turtle's home to you and me. This Turtle's your land, this Turtle's my land, As I went walking, Big Dipper turning...

      

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There was once a girl… Her mother was focused on the dominant culture, entrenched in that infiltrated form denying us as a people. The mother’s name was Karen. After four abortions before the age of 20, The Karen gave birth to a child and called her Sh’quisha’h, refusing to use her name. The Karen was sedated for the delivery because her own feminine biospirit was partially erased in servitude. She delivered by surgical delivery via cesarean section. The Karen eventually would reject the A/C mandate and join her daughter The Rose in the commune of experience in wild herb ways. She would climb the cross as taught in the moradas and through suffering bring back the runes of her people, so that they may live. At the time of her daughter's birth the Karen was drenched in delusional infected meme pathogens that distorted her pristine duty to tribal us, we as a people. She wanted only to celebrate the antilife culture with another abortion sacrament. She had four abortion sacraments with hideous antilife markings on her abdomen. She lived in the panopticon, observed, watched, held hostage like a wild bear in a zoo,  she wanted more. https://pgmanski.blogspot.com/2021/02/mary-of-remedios-and-plants.html

She felt compelled to live the fairytale fantasy of continuous economic growth and said over and over, “They keep watchin' (and they keep watchin'), keep watchin' Feels like the crowd is saying Gimme, gimme (more), gimme (more), gimme, gimme (more)Gimme, gimme (more), gimme (more), gimme, gimme (more)”

God though intervened and sent a biospirit saviour who led her to victory against all odds to birth. In the hospital the father baptized the child with water, chrism and salt in the name of the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost, Rose Mary. On the birth certificate her father told the nurse the girl's name was Rose Mary. Even within dominant culture annals she was known as such. Later this baptismal mark on her soul led her to earth juice living ice cold water baptism time after time. She was named Rose. Rose not only as plant. Rose also as in Ross for the moorland marshes of Scotland. Ross for the high german hros, horse. Throughout her life the horse and game animals like moose, deer elk and antelope sacred to the virgin Neanderthal Mary huntress would comfort her heart, leading her to theta clear victory strength. Rose, holy biospirit bioregional family plants of Rosaciae and held sacred conjoined to the Neanderthal Virgin Mary mother of God and our mother, who married the Bear and was the mediatrix of all graces with Polaris and Ursa Major. Her father while in the hospital pointed to the north and made the sign of the cross. He said the victory song prayers of Dickey Betts, “You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day Lord, you know it makes me sober high,

When you turn your love my way. Turn your love my way, yeah.”, sealing biospirit as peace pilgrims in the Nazarene vow of sobriety. The girl called herself RoseMary and later much later she became Rosa, which she shortened to The Rose. She never used the name Sh’quisha, and never understood why her mother whom she called The Karen named her Sh’quisha’h. Later when her deepest identity emerged spontaneously in biospirit she honoured her name, Rosa, all plants spoke to her like hawthorn, she gathered the bark of choke cherry and sour cherry, raspberry, blackberry, the rose hips of nootka rose, woodsi wild rose. She grew up living deep in the fossil fuel nightmare A/C mandate. Even from the walled gated forced air conditioned nightmare sealed apartment, near the suburban sprawl called Paradise City, she knew “Lord, I was born a ramblin' man, Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can, And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand, That I was born a ramblin' man.” She played the drums, sang, played to the Virgin mother Mary who married the Bear and lived sober high in the northern blue sky her arms entwined around Ursa the great bear. She played bass and guitar and knew one day she would become a peace pilgrim and she would play the songs of Duane Allman, Berry Oakley, Richard Forrest Betts. Understanding that in the avataras of spontaneous improvisation there were unquenchable biospirit songs. Songs one day she would perform not as entertainer but as participant in the ecstatic realization becoming of us, as a bioregional peace pilgrim people on Turtle Island.

She understood Turtle Island as clockwise, four directions sunwise in the upper northeast right front foot Greenland, the lower right southeast right foot of the turtle Florida East Caribbean, the lower southwest left foot of the turtle the Gulf of California West and Baja California, in the northwest the upper left front foot of the turtle are the Aleutian islands and Alaska. The Rose knew the Green Orchid Manifesto as love. She would live the ministry of peace with all things in common, of one accord, the bioregional biospirit high sober herbalism of wild herb ways world teacher collective. Rose would gaze out the window facing north. She would look away from the blue glo box, out the sealed solid window, toward the mountains. The blu-glo box covered an entire wall and had thunderous booming speakers that pumped meme pathogens into the air like a poison gas. She would look out the sealed window past the grass the color of emerald gangrene green. It was said Paradise city was where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. She would long for the mountains. 

       At night she would wake up to Dreams, sit up and dream it was dark, seeing the mountains. She prepared to put on ‘walking shoes and climb the mountain to see what she could see’. Where she slept it never became dark because there were spotlights, garbled street lamps that made every thing look weird yellow, the color of fear. ‘They paved paradise, put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot.’ https://youtu.be/0rB6m6PcGKg

She focused her mind in sobriety clarity seeing the moon and stars hidden by the light noise that hid everything real, honest and true.  She dreams that impossible dream! To reach that Polaris star, ’til united we are! She felt the mountains to the north deep inside her like a trembling hunger energy that circled around her hips and thighs like a gurgling spring of living water. God had planted this spring and written in her heart the Wild Herb Ways Vitalist Christian in the Five Principles:Love, Sobriety, Law, Beauty, Truth; as teaching/learning, learning/teaching, and is active on Turtle Island in the southwest paw of the Turtle. She felt Turtle Island two inches below her umbilicus belly button as a clockwise turning wheel. She would turn the wheel with her hands in a circle over her abdomen in four directions sunwise in the upper northeast right front foot Greenland, the lower right southeast right foot of the turtle Florida East Caribbean, the lower southwest left foot of the turtle the Gulf of California West and Baja California, in the northwest the upper left front foot of the turtle are the Aleutian islands and Alaska. 

     God had planted in her the salvation birthing children, as tabernacles that hovered in the blue sky high northern circling the holy star Polaris, in the constellation Ursa Major and protected her from all harm. Just because you do not see the tabernacles doesn’t mean they are not there. Walking mountains, flowing rivers, and walking people, friends who create the nation in the celestial marriage peace pilgrim love family, riding bicycles, gathering herbs, every footstep a prayer.   She used to play with dolls and prayed she had a child of her own, a baby "Child, what would please you most to get?" "A little baby doll that can cry, sleep, drink, and wet". The Karen would laugh at the The Rose and pull the baby doll out of her hands throwing it on the floor, kicking the doll like she once kicked her father, until her father was muted bent and defeated from everything for all time. She had a distant memory of a deep lowered male voice maybe, her father or boys, she wasn’t sure. Maybe she was a man. Maybe it was her own voice.

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       The Karen had taken the Rose to the media police surveillance squads of weaponized quasi female psycho pysop injectors. She was hoping to transition Sh’quish’h to male and hoping they would start her on hormone blockers, deadly dangerous Dr Mengele experimental medicine injections, sterilization, or at least a deprovera injection, some kind of permanent solution to the problem of love, children family, beauty and the real work. The Karen had tried poisoning The Rose with deadly addictive marijuana gummy bears she bought from the death criminal dealers who operated foul dispensaries. The Karen’s plan was for The Rose to feed her the deadly pharmakeia biospirit poisons from 360 degree angles. Poison from the infotainment television screen, poison dominant culture cinema, poison vaccines, poison injections, poison mind numbing pharmaceuticals designed to injure western biospirit, adderal amphetamine salts, antidepressants, hormone blockers so could fall into a deep deep biospirit sleep and one of The Karen’s constant stream of boyfriend john’s, or perhaps a migrant would meet her on the street, launched from a government regime hotel, could providing the seed so The Rose could maybe have her first abortion rite of passage into eternal the eternal final solution of Karen-dom. 

     The Rose though threw up the deadly mind numbing biospirit poison marijuana candy, sold by living biogenic pathogens masquerading in human body shadows, sowing continuous seeds of depression, despair, apology. She resisted the migrants lurking on street corners, the kabob shop psychiatrist, nurse, and counsellors. She refused guilt, self hate, and degeneracy.

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She had left the narrative of guilt and was proud of her own skin. She realized according to the biospirit bioregional vitalist teachings of the small and large medicine deer at the deer house that Valeriana was just an opening sealing and many other ordinances and blessings would follow. Above all she affirming us as a Folk First! peace pilgrim bioregional vitalist people on south west paw Turtle Island was living the nation of place, maintaining the people through the plants.  She became an us biospirit woman, using the power to convert our people back to themselves, for the kingdom. Ascending the ladder to heaven. She was able to approve this message.

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      She secretly wore the brown scapular. She attended the mass of all time of Christ euro patriot Lefebvre. Before everything she prayed. She signed. She blessed everything and everyone in perfect love. She forgave but never forgot. She said the biospirit rosary to Mary and visualized the stars of the north turning in Polaris. She learned how to center her breath just below the umbilicus belly button in her body which became the whole world. She turned the medicine wheel of unconditional love for us a people. She turned the wheel clockwise and counterclockwise. 

      The Rose could hear the sounds thunder and zig zag lightning when she longed for the mountains. The only thing she could remember of her father was a man crying his arms wrapped around her mother, Karen’s legs. Karen her mother was kicking him, kicking him in the head, the ribs, his legs in the fetal position over and over, screaming, ‘Get out! Get out!’. The Karen shouting at the man, with a gun in her hand, pointing a gun at his head. Karen then walked toward the open door. She stood in the doorway, grabbed the door handle and slammed the door into her face again and again till her face bled. Then she called 911 and reported she was assaulted. A police helicopter made slow circles around the apartment complex, in Paradise City, shining a spotlight. Two obese women regime police officers both with buzz cuts took Mary’s father away. 

     The Rose of Mary however would meet her father and other bioregional vitalist herbalists whose lives revolved around teaching and learning the genius world teacher wild herb ways. She discovered the safe houses which looked exactly any other house yet inside were rows of tinctures, medicinal herbs, enormous materia medicas, beautiful women with children who made herbal medicines and lived a life walking in balance. They met secretly in forest filled grottos and sat with plants as taught by the genius world teachers who rode bicycles at nine or ten thousand feet while 75,000 dollar pick up trucks drove by, windows sealed, temperature climate controlled A/C mandate boxes. Inside the boxes they dreamed of another vaccine, more dogs, another age restricted walled gated community, more marijuana, more vicarious living, bigger wall to wall television screens. https://youtu.be/uuo_xnlqBaY?feature=shared

     The Karen had been an abortion queen princess. She had listened to rap and hip hop  entertainment infotainment as implanted dogma that qualified every decision as fear doubt and selfhate according to the AI. She lived the A/C mandate. She worshipped vaccines. She wore the face tampon mask of humiliation even after the covid lie was exposed to truth as a generational wealth transfer. She campaigned for kabob. She dyed her hair purple. She shaved her armpits and legs looking like a strange poodle. She hauled dogs in child care seats riding through the wasteland in her A/C  mandate prius waging continuous war against her peoples validity to advocate in the group politik of experience as governance. Cinema netflex was for her the reference point of all experience. She carried the portable cordless telephone wherever she went. She had enormous lips injected with juvederm and restylane. She thought she resembled a kardasian african queen. Maybe she could get a BBL Brazilian butt lift or maybe she could transition to male, anything to be other than who she was. She referred to AI in all things.

She repeated an endless refrain of mantras, mideast golden parachute, NATO, Nato, Ukraine, Biden, Trump, Putin, more war, must make more weapons, peace through war, war through peace, must abort children, more vaccines, more drugs, legalize marijuana, mushrooms.

She drank enormous quantities of orange juice. She had orange stickers on her car and social media profiles. Everything was about the juice, juice, always the juice.

She had a Japanese rising sun flag on her house because it resembled a giant orange and symbolized her worship of orange juice. She had 5 small tattoos below her bikini line, 3 on the left and two on the right, for her five abortions. She used to say, ‘ I had four abortions before I was twenty. You could have been six.’ 

     The Karen went through the transformative change that is duplicated in genius world teaching wild herb ways. She had been miraculously saved by her daughter The Rose.  She now at an age in her forties was miraculously made pregnant and carried within her the salvation child biospirit identical to her own that would be dedicated to us as a people. Where before she was addicted to hard drugs like genetically modified marijuana, biological neuro transmitter blocker antidepressants, alcohol, tobacco, nicotine bio-erase vaping devices. Where before she listened to the death music programs of rap, and hip hop, now she gathered wild hops in the collective commune of biosprit experience. She sat with plants in the biospirit teaching of bioregional peace pilgrim Folk First!. She not only learned but she taught the genius method of bioregional herbalism… 

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From the Green Orchid Manifesto of bioregion vitalist free always free genius world teacher:" Aralia Rose, Orchid knows, the Orchid Manifesto, thank you. This Green Orchid Manifesto, is a genius peace pilgrim love manifesto. Green Orchid Manifesto & Catechism, Green Book of Perfect Enlightenment which is The Green Orchid Manifesto in a Bioregional vitalist Wild Herb Ways question and answer magical realism format affirming us as a Folk First! peace pilgrim people on south west paw Turtle Island. Everything I have ever written or done has one single message, peace and love standing together for us as a people to make our wellbeing real.  I am the genius Wild Herb Ways and approve this message. Hold your slick rock turtle island shoulders high.  The Wild Herb Ways plant study is community focused on Wild Herb Ways Vitalist Christian in the Five Principles:Love, sobriety, law, beauty, truth; as teaching/learning, learning/teaching, and is active on Turtle Island in the southwest paw of the Turtle. We understand Jesus lived walked and taught here on Turtle Island and was born to the Virgin Mary who married Ursus Major the Great Bear. "God created us, so walk in balance. Everything that helps us to become is love, so ride with it. So let’s focus on five ways to redo, love, sobriety, law, beauty, truth. The Five ways are how we pool absolutely everything we own to live our life together sharing all things. People will know us for how we share everything to build a better life for us. We are going to find our way by and through sharing herbal knowledge, learning, instruction. People don't understand why we pool our money, our resources, and build a better life for us against all odds. Why? Because whatever it takes to build a good positive situation we will find a way to do it. So many people did all sorts of together experiments in well being. The whole history of North America, Turtle Island was about experiments, social experiments. The Mayflower compact, Anabaptists, the Catholics in St Augustine, Florida, the Shakers, and Quakers, Catholics, Oneida, New Harmony, Mennonites, Amish, it's doable in love. The whole eastern part of this place in the 1800's, all experiments. In the 1960's all kinds of social experiments to make the world a better brighter place, co-ops, spiritual communities,  Stephan and Ina May Gaskin's farm. Wild herb ways is about doing the same thing today, the love and peace, peace and love we put forward as together action. My big thing is we do us in sober love, the joy we use is us being together, praying, singing. It's all peace church, plain living, simplicity, coming to well being consensus. We are going to do this together right now as best we can in a positive way. No super big gurus or experts, we are all beginner's mind. When we say the genius teacher wild herb ways we are saying our own authenticity. We are in the right place, at the right time, doing the right thing in the right way." 

“Now, I don't mind chopping wood. And I don't care if the money's no good. You take what you need. And you leave the rest. But they should never Have taken the very best.” - JR Jaime Royal "Robbie" Robertson 1969 The Band

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We liberated ourselves by declaring an absolute peace pilgrim vow to each other. We will stay committed to us, standing in the biospirit hit zone. Everything in common because we are here right now becoming a commune of love undivided. Hello? Are you there earth to us, got your ears on? God is speaking to you right now through me calling you to empower us. God is saying no more selfish individualism. Unite unite and put it all on us together to build up ourselves united unchained. If you buy buy and get high high high then we die die die as a people forever into darkness. You are the Christ hero screaming victory. You must turn the wheel climbing that tree to bring back our people. I love my people. I am only for my people, I will not go into that darkness. I embrace our light because we are the light of the world. You are the Virgin Mary so perfect. You give birth to our children. There is only one gender, the two genders, male and female. There is no salvation outside of childbirth for Folk First!. You become the us love of us as a people You protect our children against their lies of vaccine injection. You are the angel Michael the archangel, stop. You are defending us in perfect no-violent, perfect peace battle. This is the commune of shared supported experience step by step, stop. Are you coming this way going together in a perfect group hug embrace? We lift each other up together. Your children are my children, your effort is our effort, your problem is our solution. We embrace each other in the biospirit primal form of being together devoted totally to one another. Your scream is our scream, so fiercely together in this peace pilgrim dance, stop. Our vow is to support one another in this genius Wild Herb Ways teaching where love happens one breath at a time, stop. Sobriety stop, without distraction, stop. Where you take everything one own, stop, and sell it , stop giving it to our absolute love connection, stop, stop.