http://www.canadaka.net/forums en http://www.canadaka.net/blog/Travel/spiritual_warfare_personal_observations_c-3_u-30670_b-2884.html I posted this in other forums it has produced a number of questions on economics and politics due to a buy Canadian or North American, I had added at the end, so I said when I started a new post for it here, I would give a better explanation through examples.

Spiritual Warfare.

If a country wished to take over the World, they could offer the World's industrial leaders dirt cheap labour, so that they would move all their manufacturing facilities to that country. Once they have control of the facility on their home soil they treat the workers like crap. Beat them, lie to them, short them on their pay, beat them some more, sexually exploit their wives and daughters, maybe kill a few, tell them it is because they have to make these products for the people of the other country to target their resentment at them rather than their bosses.

That negative energy will go into every product that is made by a resentful worker. They pack them up and send them to the country paying for them. Hand them over to the new owner with a smile and "Nice doing business with you. Can we make you more?"

The new owner sells the products to the general population of his country, who unknowingly purchase the negative icons.

I wondered why the World was going for a crap.

Buy from a country that honestly loves you, or at least are not resentful of your countries actions, and has good labour laws. Also be aware of who you buy from locally.

As example, if the lady down the street that makes your bed sheets is a serial killer, or is involved in an incestuous relationship, I think it would be a damn good idea to clear that energy before you sleep in the sheets she has made. And because we don't really know the whole truth about anyone, cleanse everything you buy, for your own safety.

Another example would be the phenomena of a slight change in a person’s attitude with a change of head dress. As the brain controls the body, proximity of these energies close to the h...

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If you ever find yourself in Barrie Ontario you must visit Peter Chiodo, the owner of the Robert Simpson Brewery. This gifted brewer makes the best beverage north of the number seven highway - Confederation Ale.


The vintage brewery is located right in the heart of old Barrie across the historic Queen's Hotel, and its the real thing - good beer is made and sold right on the property.

And its made in the name of a historic figure - a man who played a prominent role in nation building, and is certainly one of the foremost Canadians of Upper Canada - Robert Simpson was the 1st Mayor of Barrie in 1871 and was a master brewer. Even back then he'd already been brewing beer for almost thirty years all over the province, and his Simcoe Steam Breweries succeeded for another twenty years after that.


Tim Braithwaite is a stoneware collector that possesses a rare Robert Simpson stoneware beer bottle from the very start of this historic man's career. This clay fired vessel was made and stamped in 1849 as per the Toronto Index which shows Robert Simpson as a brewery in Toronto in 1850. Simpson moved north to Barrie in 1851 and set up a brewery there, anticipating...

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It's early morning, July 3. Colin has left for work one hour ago, taking the car. Because when he tried to take the bike out of the shed, the back tire was flat. Bummer! But at least it didn't happen whilst we are crossing the Nullarbour!! Which happens next week.

Today I am moving the three heavy boxes of books/papers that I want sent to Canada into the front room, so they won't be in my way. When I sort my scrapbooks stuff- not looking forward to that. I want to keep all, but I can't - too much, too heavy, too big. Ok, I'll need courage...what about another cup of coffee? yup, that'll do!

I'll miss that Lavazza when we move back to NewBrunswick. I will..

Umm I feel better already having posted here.. I feel I'm talking to friends. Been alone (besides DH Colin) for far too long.

will post again soon
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This afternoon seemed to drag on longer than a Martian afternoon should. I started to think it was boring - an uneventful summer, that should be so much better than it was.

No sooner had I thought that and gone to get another chocolate chip raisin cookie, when the lights flickered. Okay. Well, as long as it didn't happen again.

It did. This time the lights stayed off for at least five minutes before coming back on. It was completely silent too. The silence was the scariest part. Ever since we left Mars yesterday, there has been the constant hum of the generators. I didn't even notice the humming anymore, except when it stops.

I caught myself holding my breath, waiting for it to start again. If it didn't turn on, I realized, then I should probably breathe now while I had the chance.

In the dark, I felt someone grab my hand. It was Sev, and it was very comforting to have someone there next to me - even though I hadn't really talked with her or anyone else much, and under any other circumstances it would have been awkward.

"We have to find the others," she said urgently, and we went off to try to find them. It was at about that time when the generators sputtered back to life again.

We found the others and there was an unspoken agreement to move a few essentials into the safe room (it was small, but attached to a seperate generator and superfluous solar panel). As soon as we had everything we needed moved in there, the lights went off again.

The ship was drifting through space, just carried by its own momentum. Sev had a flashlight that flickered just like a candle, and it gave enough light so that everyone could get to the room.

And this is where we've been for the past hour and a half.



Bella makes me laugh. She is so pretty, but has never...

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