I have an assortment of folktale and children’s books for sale.
The ultimate Bigfoot book, Bigfoot Blueprint, contains my Whole Conversations With Sasquatch series. Here you will find Bigfoot encounters of the third kind, Bigfoot mind speak, cloaking, telepathy and portals to other dimensions. This epic and awesome adventure is sure to make you wonder if not believe.
The Bigfoot Parchments is a hodgepodge of Sasquatch sayings, philosophy and poetry. Both contemplative and enlightening.
“The Wild Canary” is a delightful children’s picture book for nature loving kids. This stunning bird book is a piece of real life art without any fictional bird characters. It presents the wild canary as the beautiful yard bird a child can bond with for real.
The “Kirtland’s Warblers” is another delightful and charming children’s picture book. It is a companion kid’s book to The Wild Canary. Both of the above children’s bird books were illustrated by Michigan artist Linda Faith Widing, widely know for her quick sketch talents for capturing the beauty and personalities of nature.
Off the beaten path, captivating and unique books, poetry and commentary by Michigan author and poet Richard Rensberry.
Todays post is an excerpt from MAGA Bigfoot which is available in its entirety at Off the Beaten Path Website
CHAPTER 11 THE DRUG CREEPS
In the rural countryside where we reside, we are being invaded by chains of marijuana dealerships. Their gummy storefronts are popping up on every corner faster than even Starbuck’s or MacDonald’s franchises. Actually we don’t even have a Starbuck’s within fifty miles of where we live. We do happen to have one MacDonald’s in the area, but that lonely MacDonald’s has been eclipsed by three newly opened marijuana stores. These pot dispensaries are all within just a few miles of our small, rural, Northern Michigan town. Add to that the many prescription drug dealerships that have already metastasized like cancer on our once peaceful, rural lives. My Bigfoot Guardian is in awe of our growing stupidity. I am too.
I grew up in the sixties, an era when our college campuses became free rein to the world’s drug cartels. On any given day or night I could have purchased a bag of Columbian Gold or Panama Red, a brick of hashish, a bundle of Thai sticks, and you name it. The college dorms smelled like opium dens. If that didn’t satisfy our University appetites, we could acquire hits of meth, peyote, LSD, or synthetic mescaline. Taking these drugs was deemed as mind expanding. No wonder we now have the insanities of Anthony Fauci and Bill Gates in our world.
This diversity of drugs migrated into the college chemistry labs and came out as pharmaceuticals and designer drugs. Pharmaceutical drug cartels are now at the helm of our medical fields, both physical and mental. We’ve got Pfizer, Astra Zeneca, Johnson and Johnson, Merck and a wealth of others clamoring to administer every chemical under our now dimmed sun. If you still give in and turn on the television, you know what I mean. The drug ads are relentless. You can get a prescription that can induce any multitude of disabling side effects. As they say, just ask your doctor.
The other day I ventured out to eat at a restaurant and saw firsthand the devastation in our community. Everyone has a pill bottle and a vast array of physical and mental ailments those drugs were designed to mask. No one is being cured of anything, it is just the opposite. New pills are needed and prescribed to keep up with and treat the disabling side effects caused by the original medications. We’re becoming a nation of cripples and drug addicts.
That is not the way it should or has to be. We must learn to kick the street and corporate drug habit! Visit your nearest naturopath, chiropractor, nutritionist and local gym. Start getting real advice and real help. That is MAGA Bigfoot’s reprogramming path back to sanity and better health.
FIRST AND FOREM0ST OF COURSE, TURN OFF THE BOOB TUBE.
Find and frequent organic farms. Drink plenty of fresh water. Smell the roses and get plenty of exercise. Sounds simple, but almost no one is doing it.
Life can change in an instant, especially when extraterrestrials shatter the windows to our soul.
For some of us, it’s a spiritual epiphany, for others it can be an occluded blackout.
In our physical universe as we know it, life begets death. Death begets life. That is our physical dimensional reality.
We exist in other dimensions as well as our existence on the physical plane, and thus the life death cycle so engrained into our reality is quite frankly, an illusion. The physical body dies, but the non physical body persists to reincarnate into the physical or live in another dimension altogether. Past life memories are now common place and electronically verifiable.
As my poem depicts, I have experienced other dimensions and have certainty that we have not been alone on this planet from its inception. Humanity is just one dimension of many that co-exists on this one physical plane we call Earth. There are three trillion planets extrapolated to exist just in the milky way alone. Just one of those planets has enough dimensions to make our heads spin. Dimensions and life in the Milky Way?
Even among our species their are many universes not containable within the confines of time and space. Extraterrestrials exist without our agreement. We are phenomenon but not the only ones. Any argument to the contrary is an impossibility so great that, yes, it is impossible. I have been there and have experienced when extraterrestrials shatter the windows to our soul.
Just like humanity, in that experience, I am not alone.
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Cross Over
There exists a world
few have ever seen. Those that have
are awe struck… completely
turned inside out and upside down
within the realm of what is
and what isn’t. They instantly know
Extraterrestrials exist, that there
is no such thing as “death”,
just a soft but vibrant susurrus
from the heart of creation, from the all
of existence, from the very beginning
before the beginning began. They behold
God is what God is, indescribable
in indefinable terms, incomprehensible
as the all-ness of is-ness
or the everything of forever-ness
where the essence of man has always been.
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Book 2 in my Conversations With Sasquatch book series Cross Over
The unique essence of creation is you. That is why we are here. To create an ideal well above the the chaos created by those operating in the asylum of lost minds.
When it comes to creation, there has to be good judgement and balance for a human being to remain in a state of equilibrium with the universes in which they are engaged. Because creation often requires various degrees of destruction, this balance is achieved only via reason and innate knowing. Intellect is only a fraction of that creation, the heart and soul are the better guides to one’s worthwhile contributions to the communal act of living. It is pertinent in one’s life, to focus on creations that entail bringing about the least amount of destruction within the realm of creation.
It is easy to see the many failures of magnitude all around us. Those are creations with too much destruction.
Everything, good or bad is created. I hope you and others around you are in the “business” of creating good. Either way one goes, it is like a snowball rolling down or up the hill of life. The choice is ours. The unique essence of creation is you.
