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Thankfully, experienced enough:GHOST PAGE cross my eyes findJerry Garcia's soul stayed around for his memorial a soul overhead watching day after spot of cloud face never been a Grateful Dead head shows all sold out. It was perfect way to go. Scholars' shoot themselves asking me what Sun will do in 2029 bigger star runs into the Sun bounces on Portugal need Ascend! God be with you star, browndwarf falls apart Wormwood, say secret 4 letter word, Guardian creature read list.
With Jerry Garcia's dead body still warm. I rode out Samuel P. Taylor bike to Golden Gate Park to hidden camp. All the way sky steady pulse to Pan Handle to ponds behind Polo Grounds!
From the 9th of August, in a air supernatural to 13th, presence coming around. In flashes like camera bulb while pulsing sky all thetime in a 1960's fellowship again, life mystery tour Revolutionary turn out peace and love dreams Debt free over a so many bloody body Military Solution. Jerry Garcia for the Crowd gathering! |
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This is August 9, 1995, in the afternoon when the Grateful Dead fans began gathering together in the hopes that there would be a Jerry Garcia Memorial! Here, the west end of the Polo Grounds in Golden Gate Park San Francisco. The Dead originally put on concerts in front of tens of thousands of fans in the 1960's and 70's here until the woman mayor put an end to it with a permit time limit, to 5pm the Memorial. Police on horse after that. Regulations prevented all night Grateful Dead music partying and getting high together this time would be allowed for five days and four nights. A divine electricity pulsing in the air, spread good cheer that was felt all over San Francisco west end, further. Others could see sky pulsing off and on steady felt pulse all around for 24 hours a day something like a Jesus' return look up at the sky pulsing, stop look at it in the Panhandle at noon. After dark it seemed to resemble heat-flashes, impossible by the Ocean where there are never heat flashes. I was just rolling out in the morning going to my camp in Golden Gate Park from Samuel P. Taylor when I noticed the sky pulsing! It lasted 5 sunny days and 4 nights stop in Panhandle I stare at the sky pulsing to camp. |
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This is Thursday August 10, second day of the gathering thousands of Grateful Dead fans. Most of the Dead-Heads staying four nights and five days in a powerful New Age uplifting spiritual experience! Climaxed in the nighttime when the rhythm of the crowd noise would ebb and flow and build-up. Timed with the heat flashes pulsing overhead to a great shout, and then cheering! In camp I was a little over a hundred yards behind the trees in the above background from the left side of the above gathering. Left of the man raising his hand in the middle of the crowd I would lay awake for hours at night looking up at the "heat flashes" simultaneously beat flash of light in the sky down on the trees and upon the ground all around me. Listening to the crowd noise building up again like a huge wave crashing on the beach to almost frightening proportions, that relaxed into cheering. A great and frightening shout followed by cheering, went on for hours! But most of the day I would spend back on the east end of the Park where the regular crowd gathered on Hippy Hill, end of Height Street, sunning with the "heads" playing rock 'n' roll bands at the other end of the park. Yesterday I heard someone shout out: "Watch your stuff! The Dead Heads are coming." I went back to the Dead Heads gathering, stopped at the trail beside the parking end of the horse track Polo Grounds. Overlooking thousands of people camping down on the field, when a lawyer came around his new Porsche and offered to share a big joint of pot with me. We talked about the Dead Heads for some time until sunset. He said it wasn't that way in the 1960's, the stealing. Drug dealers, bad crowd slipped in with Grateful Dead followers accepting everyone in as family, trust lost a lot. |
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This is Sunday morning August 13. The air was still chilly from the night. People were just getting up to get a close look at the stage area being set up for the Memorial. Over to my right I parked my bike at the camera platform up close, and went over to take this first picture. I took these three pictures while I could move around. Here I got the best picture of the stage area. As cultural commentator Scoop Nisker, author of "If You Don't Like the News Go out and Make Some of Your Own", argues "The '60's spirit died long ago everywhere on the planet except at Grateful Dead shows. "Moreover, Jerry Garcia lived a life that was in many ways the envy of every musician. He was able to devote himself entirely to making and experimenting with his art; his work reflected and promoted a palpable sense of community, which we all seek with increasing desperation. He experienced fabulous material success, as his band developed into a self-sufficient business empire. And by all accounts, despite his failings he was gentle compassionate and deeply concerned with the impact his music and life had on people and the planet. Even more than the deaths of other rock stars Garcia's passing will force the faithful nomadic Deadheads and loyal employees to take measure of their own lives. Garcia was able to string out his mind-bending solo for more than 30 years. But as Robert Christgau noted in his capsule review of "In the Dark", the Dead's 1987 only "Gold" album, yielding "Touch of Gray". "One problem with the cosmic is that it doesn't last forever." But a copy of it can be taken to anytimes earlier, on a list. |
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This was good timing. Got here to get this last of three pictures, before the crowd began to pour in. By the time I got back over to my bike at the camera platform a small crowd began to spread across the field in front of the stage. While they passed by my way one of them looked over at me from middle of the crowd. I recognized he was the Grateful Dead's bassist Phil Lesh, the first time I ever saw a Grateful Dead band member live! I was only a gawking spectator. I took a picture of him as he remorsefully drifted on across the field with the crowd towards a waiting gathering. Some of the band members were gathering on the east end waiting to join the parade when it came around to this side of the Polo Grounds, a Mardi Gras style parade with floats gathering together, to bring all of the other remaining Grateful Dead band members around the horse track to the stage when it was time for the Memorial to begin. Behind the first parade float two coffins, containing 53 snow white doves in side by side coffins, one for Pig Pen. Which when were opened suddenly two flocks of snow white doves flipped end over end and away together like two cards in the wind. In Fall 1997 and 1998 those doves and their babies dived at me as I came over high end of Sedona, Arizona, the same place both years between 2 shopping center's high plateau through town to canyon camp up from Sadona library, Jerry Garcia kept in touch with me to 2012 white spot of cloud with rainbow through it one summer day. Connected everyone and guardians all know everything on my list, through all the shrinking World to target. |
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"In ways obvious or tangential--as a musician, bemused '60's icon, guerrilla entrepreneur or shambling philosopher-- Jerry Garcia made people happier." (People weekly Tribute). Tom Wolfe described the music of the Dead as "wholly new and deliriously weird." The stoned '60's "were pretty weird times," said Jerry Garcia. "I was very, very far out." Bill Graham Presents showed up in four days of furious preparation for the Memorial I heard setting up late on 4th night returning the favor of the Dead doing a Memorial for Bill Graham died in a helicopter crash. I got up with the sun for breakfast and packing to get over to the Polo Field early to find a place to park my bike up front somewhere, to stay all day. The whole field would be filling up to the fences with some 25 thousand Grateful Dead fans. People were still getting up. I got this picture of the stage area around 7:30 a.m. when the lighting was just right for color. The stage area was still being set up, as a few people mingled around somber and quiet. I took two more pictures. The lady with sunglasses on was heading this way giving out Grateful Dead band member concert pictures, gave me one I traded for Bob Weir singing under a Full Moon someone had 2 of. Shared all of my weed with them shared all of theirs with me. Next morning I noticed sky stopped pulsing. |
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The parade has made its way around Polo Field on the horse track, a dragon. The area filled up with more thousands of fans. "As the drum procession took up the Bo Dudley beat so familiar at Grateful Dead concerts. The audience without prompting began singing the chorus line of one of the bands favorites: 'You know our love will not fade away.' Garcia's widow beamed as she pounded a drum in the parade. Although her remarks to the crowd were brief she smiled bravely throughout the event. Leading the parade was the dragon reached the top of the stage above with teeth showing. Someone is carrying something to the stage. My back is up against my bike while taking this picture. I'm up front packed in with crowd in a family and friends, where ashes ashes all fall down. Loving and enjoying this 1960's New Age fellowship of peace and harmony I relished the moment. Myself so lucky to happen to be living through this American crisis with people's closest to it, that I realized I had been missing for too long, right when it was all coming to a end before Central Park. |
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Their children are not happy. The party will soon be over next Saturday in New York City's Central Park. There would be no more hippy Grateful Dead party atmospheres with LSD-soaked thousands of fans touring from coast to coast, or overseas to Grateful Dead Shows. In the last few days I mingled through all of the various craft's vendors, with souvenir stands and glass pipe displays, set up selling party items and posters with decorations and clothing, sharing peace and love and New Age anti-government conversations on the right, with American views surprisingly similar to mine. "Jerry could take a theater with 2,000 people in it -- and make it feel like you're all sitting around the kitchen" said a producer. Here are 2 songs not on Dead Greatist Hits Album so it all comes alive complete to play in the past. |
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The crowd of Dead Heads here to my left have filled in the front of the stage area, beginning "a raucous yet reverent ceremony that provided a flashback to San Francisco's psychedelic era." Well over 20,000 fans assembled around a colorful shrine erected in Garcia's honor at the Polo Grounds, where his band use to set up and play for days until banned. "Here for nearly eight hours they prayed cried laughed danced drank and smoked in his memory." Drummer Mickey Heart described his first session with the band at the Oakland Coliseum in 1994 as "the feeling of being whipped into a jet stream. The audience wants to be transformed!" I was captive on a sea of it. |
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The parade above has just come around the east end of the horse track to our right here. Suddenly up in front of the Parade a rush of wings, 53 snow white doves flew up, without any announcement to be ready to see them. I was rewinding my camera. Only had a second to look up in time to see two white rectangular formations of birds like two flat cards blowing away in the sky flipping over together side by side blowing away high over the trees. An airplane flew over dropping thousands of roses in cones, that all blew over the trees in the wind. The crowd ran to find out what was dropped! The plane came back over and got rose drop right. I was right here with my camera smoking pot with a couple from Texas. A crowd of people rushed to find what the plane dropped, all came back with a rose in a cone. I ran out of pot so the folks from Texas broke out theirs. Cheering! They all had to be able source, to keep up such a pace. Jerry Garcia was 53 years old, so the two caskets carried by the parade around the Polo Grounds on the horse track, contained 53 snow white doves. One casket symbolizing Jerry Garcia and the other symbolically in honor of the Grateful Dead first drummer who died in 1973, from too much drinking and drugging, caused Ron "Pigpen" McKernan's death. His girlfriend Magic I found on the east end of here next Saturday said she was engaged to marry him. At 53 the last of her line, by big Tarot Book rearrange my Tarot reading to good. |
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On stage the remaining Grateful Dead band members and immediate family were gathered around them. Grateful Dead band members including Jerry Garcia performed with other bands when they were not on tour as the Grateful Dead. So of course Jerry Garcia's other band members keep on playing music like they usually did, while not on tour with Jerry Garcia. Who apparently knew for certain he would raise from darkness of death to light of the gravity circuit, spinning mass for a void inside. Universe to expand in currents projecting image, specific gravity following all the laws of nature. Deborah marrying Garcia on Valentine's Day 1994 told the crowd when she saw Jerry morning he died "he had a smile on his face", indicated heroin overdose. Did a miracle for Jerry Garcia, gave him boost he needed. ID above body. Realized get between a circuit, brake airport communications, for powerful evidence he is still with us! |
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The eulogy's conclusion was that Jerry could still be with us, but the rest of the band would still go on playing music with other bands. The ceremony lasted nearly until noon, when the remaining Grateful Dead told the crowd they were not going be playing music today, announcing they were going to play five hours of their best picks of live Grateful Dead concert songs from "The Vault". Although they would rather like they usual liked to do play music all day and all night long. But a new city ordinance would not allow the party to go on past 5 p.m., when police on horseback would move in to clear out the crowd. Said drummer Mickey Hart, "If the Grateful Dead did anything we gave you the power. You have the groove, you have the feeling. ... You take it home and do something with it! We didn't do this for nothing." A fan Jeremy Coles 30 praises on the stage. "His guitar playing provided a kind of wrap around you, "like a mother wraps an infant." Cary Tennis's ArtBeat column goes on to say "Contrast the heartless and witless AOL cynics with the tears shed at Sunday's Polo Field memorial, amid the marvel of Jerry's music raining on the crowd like some rich natural wonder, endowed with a soulful intelligence. Contrast the AOL hecklers remarks with the woman at the alter, her mouth torn with grief saying 'I can't believe I'm going to live the rest of my life without him!' Or with a barefoot girl in a muslin dress with a purple sash draped shoulder to ankle, her hair topknot tied with what looked like juniper berries, winding her way through the crowd bearing roses and a sheaf of eulogies, and handing them out to one friend after another, with the sprightly quickness of priestly duty. How to square that? Well it doesn't square. Death doesn't square. It just leaves a hole where something rushes in." Finish this, with pictures 29 years ago, I made something of it all. Behind the scenes Jerry Garcia was very much alive an objective omniscient soul as darkness was settling in on the August 10, ebbing and flowing and wafting crowd enchantment swelling. I was out of sight in a hideout less than 200 yards to the west of the Memorial, where I set up camp behind Fly Fishing Ponds. Grateful Dead at Polo Grounds put on so many free concerts in the 1960's and '70s I was told went on for nights of partying before each show. Where the Grateful Dead liked to play music all night like at their indoor shows. I looked on at the clearing between two big trees to the Polo Grounds, in front of me until I would fall asleep. But first night all of a sudden a window of dazzling white-light flipped wide open to me "see the light". I got a good look, that abruptly turned on-end like a card and flipped away. Right after that over to my left about 45 degrees up about 10 feet in a clearing, between two near trees suddenly appeared a brightly lit-up in white molecules egg shape like a living soul, Earth oval globe shape, about 8 feet across (that contracts to round dead) had to be Jerry Garcia going around surprising his gathering of fans, ghost at a dead man's party. This new god in the sky able to transform and cut off electrical transformers, came by me twice first night. But morning I passed him dead, still warm. Night a bright flash beside tree as night before certainly was Jerry Garcia making sky flash in a steady pulse all the way from Marin county, made his rounds around the Polo Grounds in Golden Gate Park Jerry Garcia had to of been reading people's minds! Reconizing us seers. Jerry Garcia free to move around to and fro his flash anyone in the park, showing everyone that he is still alive. Broke communications after death got between circuits! Jerry made it his duty to impress everyone freedom there overdose. Could appear in clouds know it all mass thick cords of rainbow over mountain pass. Ascended to bottom of Heaven condensing to nuclei. I was not transformed into memory identity in the God came back with my bag on, see a god friendly and more powerful than he could ever be in the flesh, to go right up to a rainbow over the road, to see steam drifting east off of each foot round color end both sides of the road, went set up camp the night. At your service and mine alive in knowledge, knowing understanding to cause large outages, Default he short-out. Such a merry prankster in illuminated secret electrical circuit the world in this crises. The Universe Infinite shorting-out blowing-up distant galaxy in 10 million degrees of hot hydrogen gas, NGC2300 flash of discharge of galaxy bouncing off of gravity circuit Universe. Slams right back to point pops up new Universal Circuit. Ball of focus point the size of a golf ball centre of the Void. Bang, pops-up accumulating mass expanding, unfurling with matter tubular universe inertia, always accumulating mass down gravity current, electrical Field. Out of coiled point Black Hole 87%, 13% plumbs squirt-out points pops-up galaxies the solar systems. Mass captured to guardian. Monday afternoon August 14 upon returning to the Polo Grounds from the west end of the horse track on a trail I gazed up to where the Memorial stage had been yesterday. Just testing, I crossed my eyes like the books of Carlos Castaneda said to do, to "see" the soul of Jerry Garcia where I was certain to see him above where the back of the stage was decorated with sails, that had a string of balloons over it, he must have been in the ring of baloons looking over crowd, from over the front of the horse track, since the Memorial. His round soul looked to be about 8 feet in diameter bright as a full moon seeing white spot. Jerry Garcia's round soul tilted up-to the-right. Only a hair line above and a dark beard line all across the bottom of it. Turned to look at me over behind his Memorial stage area, halfway down the track on my way back to camp at sunset! I had to wait out four days of fog to go back to the Memorial stage area August 19, the next sunny morning. Centered myself in front of where to gaze up to search for him. I went up some steps and "gazed" up, see Jerry Garcia's soul round above the seats in front of me. About 6' in diameter, a close round sphere looking out over the Polo Grounds, where nearly 25 thousands of his fans looked up at his picture between sails. Right down over the bleachers a round sphere with a hairline over a beard line shaded-in, looking out over the field. He noticed me seeing him, and revolved down like a beach ball on water, to look at me! I was speechless, backed down and walked away. The fog came in off the ocean the rest of the week. I could not see Jerry's soul up over his Memorial stage anytime the fog was in until this Saturday morning after the thick fog went back out to sea August 19, Jerry Garcia Memorial in Central Park New York City. I gazed up to "see" Jerry Garcia's round soul overhead in front of me able to move. But he had to get to NYC. The looks of him with hair line and beard line had to be unnoticed over last Sunday's crowd. Realizing I was "seeing" his soul the sphere of Jerry Garcia revolved down to face me directly! I didn't have anything a fan would respond at that point in life, had nothing great to show for myself. So I just looked back down on the bleacher steps turned and walked away. I met Magic, a stage hand for the Dead that was engaged to their first drummer Ron "Pigpen" McKernan, who died of liver disease in 1973. In the afternoon she was up on the grass on east end of the Polo Grounds with friends. Jerry must be in Central Park I said for his Memorial show there. So I could not get to see him that day when I went back in the morning to gaze up to see if I could cross my eyes to see him again. Walking away, I saw people setting on the southeastern end of the grassy slope. Where I met Magic, had been engaged to Pigpen. When clouds or fog were in I could not "see" Jerry Garcia's soul. But most every time I got a chance to gaze for his soul over his stage area, of so many concerts in the past, when the sun was out in 1995 he would be there to "see" his round white soul, a spot of light high over his stage area, from south side street riding by Polo Grounds, to gaze over the Memorial north side fortunate to be able to "see" such a famous soul, where he was always at, who knows me by sight! A round soul with only a hair and beard line. Sometimes he would be gone away so others might get to see him or to pull tricks on them usually in the same ways 6'-0" and appear to me on a Harley cloud. My first encounter with Jerry Garcia was at my camp in Golden Gate Park, first night back on August 9, when I began using the method for "seeing" to locate him August 19 up close bleachers to find out what he looked like ascended, sphere. At camp he was a persistent hallucination in a tree I camped under, every night whenever I came back. But on September 5 in the evening was a Grateful Dead gathering crowd up the road from a campground in Marin Headlands. Where I heard them going through their beautifully orchestrated ebb and flow of a crowd chant building up back and forth to a great and frightening shout, followed by cheering! When Jerry found me up to get something out of my locker he flashed right in my face! While the others departed dream in their sack soul like a bat, but laid back in the dark, who fall into clutch of Gravity Field in Earth's core. I only needed to set up my air mattress for my sleeping bag beside my picnic table. The weather was so dry and warm I didn't need to set up the tent. Where while the Dead Heads were doing their ritual chanting and shouting the air was ecstatic. I got up to get something out of my locker when Jerry shot right up in my face a bright flash of light out of the air from the other side of the picnic table. Not even a Bearhug? Thank you Jerry, getting this started now getting it right a epic Revolutionary effort. Military willing I am ready to put guns available on the table for the people to shoot or apprehend the authoritarian conspiracy and the advertising. Ship out alien peoples, sharks clean up. Divide up booty in my Military takeover, my Power by Default for the right, radical. Treasury booty ration out enemies of the people everything finance my cooperative Third U.S. Government. Star runs into the Sun 2029. America prepared for it enemies of the people eliminated. Or power failure and electronics go haywire so airplanes fall out of the sky and electrical systems shut down without warning, everything crashes in chaos in anarchy all over the world. Ships suck water so they all fall down in wrath of the gods against "the system", good times end. A global warming flip. For some days I stopped "seeing" Jerry Garcia's soul over the Polo Grounds, so I went to camp in a Marin Headlands National Park campground, high up over the Ocean for looking a last time over San Francisco, before I going down the coast. I spent one more night of camping in the west end of Golden Gate Park. Other campers after I set up camp were watching a big freighter go under the Golden Gate Bridge. I was looking over San Francisco over West Beach noticed a round white spot of cloud with a rainbow through it in low clouds, hanging out over the beach. I turned to ask the couple at the next picnic table to look over at the white spot of rainbow colors on the cloud. They would not speculate on what it was. Back in San Francisco I looked around to find "Dead Heads" to find out if any of them saw the rainbow spot at sunset. No one else thought a thing of it. I knew it was Jerry Garcia's round soul see without rainbow. His sphere next morning I looked for it in the fog over the beach same place, leaving for Half Moon Bay. White spot of cloud with rainbow through it, Jerry Garcia's soul over Great Highway with rainbow through it. I camped in the park one more night under the tree with the floating psychedelic hallucinations up under its limbs no longer there after 2003. Jerry somewhere elsewhere doing good where ever he can I knew he is still here. A white cloud of rainbow 3 more times until Fall 2006 year for Planet X coming in, that went by. Poles align. Clouds were building up over the Headlands in Marin county next morning when I got out to the beach highway, to look north. Storms usually rained a day there before crossing over to San Francisco. I planned on heading out for Half Moon Bay to go south for the winter. I did not expect Jerry to follow me from beach campground to beach campground all along my way south of the storm to Ventura county to take a road going through the mountains, north of Los Angeles. When I reached Monterey the stormy sky retreated east. Wherever clouds were over the northern coast at the end of my sunny days going south a round white spot of cloud with rainbow through it, was always in the sky to the north facing Sun, from one campground to the other all the way to Jerry Garcia's spot visible north of El Captain State Beach west of Santa Barbara. I pointed it out it out to a traveler going north, from a table near a cliff overlooking the Pacific, the last person I got to look at it with me. White spot of cloud with rainbow through it, on clouds in the distance up coast. I told him all about my experiences concerning it. I knew from a long time ago that a rainbow formed over eyes of constant and regular LSD users, easiest to do with liquid LSD from a eyedropper rainbow cretainly Jerry Garcia. I only got to see him once more in 1995 up-close enough to be picked up if only I had shouted and danced and jumped up in the mountain pass, in Angeles National Forest I spotted around last bend in road, up over the top of the pass arch of rainbow wider than the road like grooves on a record one side to the other foot round ends of rainbow colored cords in a round dome of white cloud. Where off of all of the round cords of colors steam was drifting east off of. I never have a camera to prove I ever see miracles, with ordinary sight. Except once. The photo shop editor erased to win a new car with my pictures of black smoke lines out of ground everywhere. IF successful Revolution I prosecute at public Tribunal, to do with as I choose, to have her head. Evil Witch Indian. Subversive other cultures in conflict. I destroy all the tribes. There was a big mountain to get over from Ventura, a mile high above the Ocean. A Jew with a ride offer drove me up the first pass, so I could save my shower and roll down a thousand feet to take the road east, right into camp. I didn't have a clue why Jerry Garcia's soul had followed me down the coast unless to encourage me on a mission to a desert mountain in Arizona. After a lot of spring water and a rabbit stew I was ready to go on up two thousand feet east, to get around Los Angeles through the Angeles National forest. I was going to the desert to climb a mountain near Colorado River, hill on the cover of a Carlos Castaneda book where seers watched gravity currents like tensile hanging down. As I said I came up to mountain peak around a cliff bend half mile to the pass, that came into view, a rainbow close over the road ahead 60 yards or so dome of white spot of cloud top half of rainbow arching over it. All of the colors so bright cords! I reached top of the road right under the rainbow! I parked my bike and went back under it to look up at the thick round rainbow colored cords arch overhead, a big round dome of white cloud over me. The large round cords of rainbow colors arched across the top half, in the spot of cloud with a slight cloud movement I noticed fingers of steam drifting east off of each cord of colors. Whiffs of steam drifting east off each of round cord of color length long to their round ends. Everything always forgotten, no matter how Great! Four years later in March of 1999 in a dust storm while I made it north from Interstate 8 through an Indian reservation to a camping area with water, where I loaded up drinking water. Up the road I pulled off. While I was dragging my bike through sand in a dust storm towards a group of large trees I stopped suddenly upon noticing a large cloud to the south shredded by the wind, shaped like a skeleton with its head turned my way laughing riding a big shredded cloud shaped like a "chopper" in the windstorm, as if he was on his way to San Diego! Hi, Jerry Garcia! No doubt was showing off with his soul able to transform in whatever medium in the atmosphere available to transform in, to show me and anyone else simular that he was alive and well, knew I would see him a "god" of the "gods". Editing to the end of this page, making it all readable without education. By luck got a light weight computer for my adventure. But Jerry Garcia was having so much fun he did not have to write a masterpiece got everything right made the world a better place in his path was known. Jerry Garcia "Friend of the Devil" the ladies wept that couldn't have him. The Very Best of the Grateful Dead. Living forever on the waves of time. I remember the Carlos Castaneda Don Juan books say the soul looks egg shaped, before I saw one. Though crossing my eyes to locate Jerry Garcia's milky white round soul some 30' up in the air while gazing over his Memorial stage area seats six days later on Grounds for nearly 25,000 Dead Heads gathered. I got to see Jerry Garcia's ghost up close a sphere smooth like glass surface of it. I recounted at my Headlands camp two other campers weeks later, pointed out the spot of cloud with rainbow across it over San Francisco's West Beach no one else could fathom was Jerry Garcia's round soul a white spot of cloud in the clouds over the beach August 1995. It was obvious Jerry Garcia was showing himself to me in the clouds. Then riding a motorcycle cloud with his head turned north at me laughing, in the winter of 2002 as if going west against high winds to San Diego. Years later in Klamath Falls, Oregon, I saw him again as white spot of cloud with rainbow through it, again in 2006. Then two strips of rainbow colors flat on horizon separated by cloud on Chinese New Year 2009. But people beside me did not believe a word I said about it being Jerry Garcia. The only other thing noteworthy in those days was in December 2003 after reaching Standish-Hickey State Park in northern California after all day getting over the mountains from the coast. I registered for the night, found a picnic table in the sunshine to sit to sunset, having a sausage and beer. The Park to myself after a long strenuous day. Walked to a cliff over the river at sunset, stood looking impressed with Venus so big and bright as it ever gets. After finishing my last drink I walking to the parking lot, after putting the cans in a recycle bin went back into the empty parking lot for a last look at bright Venus over twilight. Then I turned and walked back towards my tent to get to sleep. But to my surprise there suddenly was a blazing blast of light up in the tree tops, so bright I had to turn my head away from it. I thought just wait for the light to go out or dimmer, so I could look back up at it exploded behind tree tops so bright. I looked right back up through the branches of the tree top to where I saw a brilliant light drifting east brighter than Venus a couple hundred yards up, towards a large clearing to my left where I went to see the bright light drifting through the trees to come out in the clearing. The blazing spot of brightness came out into view unlike Venus. Its 6 points of light in very long thin white lines of light that extended out to a short "V" formation at the end of each one the white beams of light. The bright UFO became visible drifting east towards a ridge across California Highway 101, 7 miles north of State Road 1, to east side of Highway 101. When the bright light suddenly went out a wedge shaped object with its wide end pointed away east, a wedge shaped box like thick slice of cheezecake sticking out at me, pointed end, as it drifted away east from the other side. A red tented wedge shaped craft. Where I could see large tall lettering of some kind on its left side, in Russian? It's red tented color appeared as if coming from some overhead light source, like out of Positive Charge of Gravity Ort mass condensing to nuclei, where it stopped to break out of and drift towards some intended landing spot. The wedge shaped craft drifted down and away dropped slowly over east ridge, it's triangle shaped black bottom converging gravity currents down glided towards a landing site eastword. The craft dropped slowly straight down to behind the other side of the ridge. So I went on my way to get to sleep, tired from my long hard day. Wanted to get to coffee shop across the street to tell the man that served me what happened, but disappointed he got shot at a bar saw a UFO disbelieved, telling what I saw to men in a truck leaving a little black helicopter rushed east. Back in 1998 coming in and out of Flagstaff by a theater, where for the longest showing of Brokedown Palace with everything going swell, until the master of the Palace dies. Something like in the Pharoh's Palace after the Pharoh gets blown away trying to catch Jews, over water that buckles up a bridge because a big object is passing through the sky. My UFO surprise flew through mass circuit lit up on gravity currents as can fly through matter condensing to nuclei, to get somewhere in a ship, and out of, to Earth somewhere predetermined. Drifted east over Standish-Hikey State Park, across from in the morning show two men in a pickup truck a little black helicopter rushing by going where the UFO went. Unseen currents of gravity through fluid of mass for vertical movement. Its black triangle bottom converged black currents like found in cone area top. Gravity currents from the Crystaline plan to it's circuit of the World, useful for daily life and space travel on Gravity Charge bursts, mass Positive Gravity Charge fast as a rock expanding Universe solid. All particles of creation with Gravitational Field center and currents converging forms of equal but opposite forces flowing down mass expanding Universe the elusive Original, on gravity currents focusing the matter of gravity into all of the images, from all sides. UFO flight on gravity currents glided in, in thick wedge shaped craft. Looking like a UFO I later heard talk about on a Art Bell Coast to Coast radio show, with tall lettering on its side. Stuff to travel through God, ship. Kid rocket invited to a U.S. Military underground factory to look through a blown out hole in a engine to ask him how it worked space craft engine full of gravity current collectors inside stacked up like donuts, found in a underground Area 51 abandoned factory. Ask him to get up on it on a fixture holding it up, to look in the hole blown out, in its side. That in someone's rage had overloaded beyond its capacity. So its compressed mass inside was blown out, exposed its gravity current collectors. So UFO's can only fly vertically through vertical currents, twist one way or the other. I went over to coffee, where I bough the beer and sausage, the store owner to visit. I found out he saw the UFO too. After closed his store, went to a bar at California Highway 1 & 101 where someone said he was crazy or something in a argument in the parking lot, shot him see a UFO. The store was closed, with a note on the door saying there was a death in the family. But two men in a pick-up truck were just driving over from his house to leave the grounds. I stopped them and found out about the shooting, earlier a Coast Guard helicopter landed in their parking lot slowed down passing me. I packed to get over to them but they left. Talking with the men in the truck I pointed out the UFO's course. Right then a little black police helicopter was racing east right along where I was pointing both men in the truck turned left to see a little black police helicopter going by fast as it could to where it landed, is my only UFO encounter. Three images of UFO's. I walked out onto my patio overlooking town one afternoon in 2006, looking at wisps of cloud on a warm day. Something I never expected to see again was in a wisp of cloud, high over town. It was Jerry Garcia as a round white spot of cloud with rainbow through it. I had been working on some page somewhere here, and took a break. This was my last few months of having any kind of technical support, that still has one more page I will edit to finish editing. Jerry Garcia knew in 2006 from past experience I would recognize him as a spot of white cloud with rainbow arched through it, inspiration come around in support? Or in town along the way of a past Dead tour, only re-traveling his Grateful Dead show path through town, reliving life on earth there? I was just thrilled to see him again! Later November 3, 2007, I passed by the Polo Grounds in Golden Gate Park, to gaze over the Memorial to see if his round white soul would be there. But in a shocking second I was seeing a scene of Jerry Garcia's round soul back-half was a glossy black round impression only a few days after Halloween. A flock of black bats seemed to be let loose in my face. I knew there were Deadheads gathering over west end from the Memorial stage area by the polo scorer's tower at Polo Grounds frighten me in a Jerry Garcia prank according to the season. When October comet had just exploded to five times bigger than the Sun, spreading debris across Mars' orbit February 19, 2008. Another same type of comet should be waiting to explode into a ball of debris maybe Borrely comet, feared in a close orbit to Earth, often. Comet Holmes in a huge cloud of nuclear explosion over Earth on July 26, 2008. Sign of end times Sirius close in on the Sun, to 21,000,000 miles away. "Comet" Wormwood out of Bible "Revelation 8:10,11" maybe Christians caught up in a Rapture "in a twinkling of an eye". Four times, one more. Creation a shotgun blast a red dwarf star following the Sun and Earth. Sun reached left end of 1 year ellipse on December 24, 2011 ellipsed to right end December 21, 2012, end of 52 year century in 17 years in 2029 runs into a red dwarf. Just yesterday a lady was telling us everything is in circles, while I was trying to talk through her talk to say that the soul is round (calculus mathematic's) dead. Molten following Earth crust, magnetic pole weight spinning its sphere broke off two fountains. She would never fathom soul expands egg shaped to absolutely round after they die. But egg shaped while shielding earthly body inside from rays. Under matter charge pressure gravity ascended transform into egg shape as memory identity in particle layers, souls like my 15 year old girlfriend rushed up me in 1972, like before, when I looked over at her in the truth in the sermon on the mount. I saw "God" is an electrical system, but everyone in church say nobody can see God go straight to Hell. Religion is no good! In between, ascend all the way Jerry Garcia round soul somewhere in the sky over the world. Gods said to be able to manifest into human form with clouds made one a chopper with rider, or round showing up as a spot with rainbow through it in the clouds. Gods inspiring by their appearance, all through the ages, resembling people and things. I have not seen another. Jerry Garcia the rainbow's god. Gathered together my group in the heavens not alien craft, but souls of the ascended. Able to shoot a ship through. I only know Jerry Garcia to be a mobile god, who rose up but cannot talk, as if to say the mass gathered above is where to be, even if only traveling through.. So long lived the good times! Souls gathered in the highest Heaven. Where Jerry Garcia certainly is gone with the other greats gone further. My bag packed to go through Heaven's wound to origin. Some churchly expert said go further! But UFO's appear and disappear in mass condensing to nuclei. Back on February 9, 2008, I had another hard day and couldn't get something here done right. While walking away I looking up to see what caught my eye just out of a library on south side. I was walking north to a bus terminal on a dreary day. The buses had stopped running after 4. I could not overcome a computer virus to write this correct until now. 2013 an asteroid blew up over Russia another by Florida, going through edge of Milky Way Galaxy asteroids, beginning December 21, 2012. Parent of the Sun expanded to five times bigger than the Sun's core. Secret subject matter, find a way to vanish to safety. Nostradamus comet "Wormwood" falls apart on Australia. Here in Klamath Falls, Oregon Jerry Garcia was in the sky a bright waterfall-looking strip of rainbow cloud folded like a curtain hanging down in strips of color to bottom, until 4:30. Then it filled out downwards to become a bearded rainbow-cloud before fading out into a burst of energy at me and anyone else looking. Suddenly people passing seemed to know me like two on skateboards everyone happy followed by someone else friendly and then two others where I could not get out the words: Did you see that rainbow?! To tell them that was Jerry Garcia! My impression of the rainbow being obligation to get all of this correct and meta tags. Maybe be miracle in front of others where I jump over my little blue glass ball where a wooden broom or stick stands by itself where gravity mass is squeezed out of current. Useful, but not going to walk bare footed to get stuck there to have to jump to get off biting ants to break out of the physical world to matter charge. Face guardian of the past to! I will have my bag on, to make a living with the future in the past. Science says life began as a single DNA in a primordial lake-composition rapidly reproducing itself with mutations of itself. But actually originate as separate memory identities paired. From compressed double helix, that focused interbred races all the different kinds of life possible with opposites. Five ages of "gods" in a gravity convergence sphere. "Their appearances on the increase" unidentified, UFO's chasing planes. Now a "god" who makes people friendly optimistic and happy every time he comes around. Jerry Garcia certainly is going to have a grand family in the sky, throughout Heaven, bones left to dust. Hopefully more souls than usual reach "New Age" transformed. Such an environment for souls, and ships to the spheres. Chosen souls taste not death, the few souls break on through to the other side. Ascended most usually go all the way up to God, to become what they really are, the few souls through there. Risers go all the way out to wound on mass, if they get to such heights as to Father design. Down to where is no fear, in their own layer.
Looking out the back window Jerry Garcia knows this party cannot go on forever, while thinking about his health, where like so many of the best entertainers and other greats would all rather go out on top, if possible. So while recovering from another great tour of show performances and heavy partying he found the right time and place to make his departure, went for it on August 9, 1995, that forced me to have to begin this work for 29 years to free myself to go back to messing around with the fabric of reality, suddenly break open to me at certain places I fear the experience to get away, soon after this proofreading page. Even if I wind up the only solution for leadership, to command U.S. Armed Forces. I shut down radio and TV, false government of politician's and lawyer's Media, with leftist goals of easier to steal money future of this country. Earth going to wind up worse than Mars during a war, life on Earth burned up. Earth's core pops-up through trap door it made northwest of Norway squirts out when sun lands on Portugal after Wormwood fall apart on Australia. In my lifetime I know only two people that have ascended dead, my 15 year old girlfriend I saw while seeing God from reading Sermon on the Mount, and Jerry Garcia half-way to being transformed in the substance of matter above, but still in this world free to move about and over his Memorial grounds in Golden Gate Park San Francisco and anywhere else he wanted to about the Bay Area to New Youk, after his Memorial on August 13, 1995. Scientists say people only use about 10% of their brain capacity for the management of vast amounts of data to comprehend, that refuses to harness the remaining 90%, that cannot be comprehended by such people as Art Bell on his radio show talking to callers for a moment about their experiences. Only the 90% of brain capacity reacts to connect with another reality, a subliminal tool they are born with that science does not know what it is good for, to save them from a carnal end. Thus limiting humanity to die and go to Hell regardless of the fantasies of the religions. I ascended and returned before, left a body mountain lions ate to go back do over again with another backpack on, not return for 2025 unless for Senolytics. Leave Military Coup my Logical Solution. HERE I HAVE THIS TIME OF MY LIFE AS IT WAS, A MANY FACITED JEWEL! "Once in a while you get shown the light Long lived the Good-Times, and the Grateful Dead, so Jerry Garcia can still come around! Maybe to see me with defensive weapons block or catch and pull down, ICBM's, plans.
Lee Harrison, [email protected]
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