How old would the daily news be from the birth of its first human created news up until now?

It would be very old, and yet, daily, it’s new. The N. Y. Daily News is the greatest daily, organically grown, 21^st century title.

Through all of the days and nights, the daily news lives with Nature and Nature’s truth. In the spring of 2011, I, an old man, sat in my office facing a lonely, cold wall, and thinking about tomorrow and what it would bring. However, before tomorrow had a chance to arrive, a young man with a happy face and bright eyes walked in through my office door, saying, “I am Jason Sheftell from The  N. Y. Daily News.” After I spoke a few words with this young man from The N. Y. Daily News, it woke up my life’s psychology and philosophy, just as the sun’s rays do in the early morning.

This awaking was not just for me, but it was also for the rest of the magnificent Nature. The title of The N. Y. Daily News, N. Y., the most beautiful city and the heart of the world, touches my heart so deeply, but much more so, my mind, because YOU daily discover what is covered and forgotten underneath some very unhealthy human shadow, the human mind. The healthy Nature’s power and the future of the young world has been covered and forgotten, but fortunately, The N. Y. Daily News has shone some light on it.

That spring day of 2011, when I spoke a few words, in my office, with the young and wise man, Jason Sheftell, the word young, at our present time, meant a lot to me, and just as today for tomorrow, it made me think. The young, and the young world, together, can build and rebuild for tomorrow what we, the old, in our past, “successfully” did not succeed for today’s and tomorrow’s young world’s future days. As I spoke to Jason Sheftell, a relatively young man, I could not see the end of the young world. I asked myself, “What is impossible?” and I felt as though someone was trying to tell me, “Patience! Live longer and just wait.”

The short conversation, on the topic of Nature, that Jason Sheftell from The Daily News and I had that spring day of 2011, grew and disappeared just like an end to a day. Jason’s words to me before he left my office were, “One day I’d love to meet the Nature which lives in your garden and around your house.” I loved those words so much. They were healthy, powerful words which possessed the same power as the existing power between the nights and the days, and the earth’s soil and the sun. It’s an everlasting power, a very old power, and daily, it’s new. It’s the greatest news that it could be for you, the young world.

Some days and nights went by, but the day did finally come when Jason Sheftell of The N. Y. Daily News, kept his promise and greeted me in front of my house. He began to “fly” from fruit tree to fruit tree, and from one plant to the other. He “flew” just like the birds and the honey bees fly from tree to tree and from plant to plant.

They fly and land never asking any life’s questions; they just fly with life’s answers, theirs and our human beings’, life’s answers, and for every tomorrow’s beautiful Nature’s healthy future days.

The N. Y. Daily News, “flew” from tree to tree, and plant to plant and landed on my chicken coop, and it was a million times healthier and cheaper than it is to land on the moon. N. Y. Daily News, you are doing a great job on a daily basis. You are discovering and waking up what most of the world’s health has lost and forgotten, yet without it, we, the world, cannot survive.

The N. Y. Daily News and Jason Sheftell must be thanked for the weighty and important task they undertake on a daily basis. However, a simple “THANK YOU” is soon forgotten, and it’s not adequate. Today, as well as the tomorrows of this 21^st century, will make history which will be very thankful to you as well, for what you are accomplishing for our wounded yet very beautiful Nature, for the rich, the middle class and the poor, for the cats and the dogs and mostly for those unknown people, who are still holding and turning this world around. N. Y. Daily News, I am grateful for everything, and, if I may, I’d like to say, “Thank you from all of us.” Please, don’t every walk away from God’s creation, the beautiful Nature.

Americans, we always had two great political parties, the Republican and the Democratic Party, but in the year 2008 the words, “change America” gave my European immigrant heart a horrific, frightening jolt. On Sept. 8, 2011, in Pres. Obama’s speech I could not “read” anything new except the overly repeated pleading words, “Don’t’ wait.”America, please give it a great deal of thought! Don’t’ wait!

Some human minds, what have you done to God’s creation ,this beautiful earth? BIG FAMILY, HARMFUL DISEASES, in order for you to be able to live a healthy life and live in hell, a hell which you didn’t create, you have to be able to breathe, and you do breathe dirty air, and you’re eating very healthy food. Diseases – cancer, obesity, alzheimers, heart disease, autism, an immeasurable power; they are all not an immeasurable power for the pure Nature’s power; they are only immeasurable for the power which supercedes the power of Nature. Harmful diseases, there are too many to mention all of you, and those who will be born, and not aborted, they will be born, your family and all of your relatives are doing a great job and the time within the 21st century will be the best historical time for you. Living in hell, you created your own paradise. Diseases, you are Nature, think like Nature, work like Nature, live and fight like Nature, because you are never far from Nature. Harmful diseases, enjoy your freedom; you are free. Most of your predators are destroyed, directly or indirectly, and some of your good friends stepped over the Nature’s border and law and they are lost. They stepped over the round circle, the four seasons of the year; they stepped over the beautiful Mother earth’s power and face, the beautiful power of God’s creation, but not far enough, and it is impossible for them to put their one foot down, because everything on this earth that breathes and lives is relatively connected and it was created for a good life’s reason. And you harmful diseases, you too, have been created for a good, final reason. You never have, and you never will, step over the border of Nature and her law. You are the one who will save “little” from the big, and the “little” will grow.

I, as a human being, am very proud to thank you God for the good and the bad, because I couldn’t find more or less, but it was enough to find the reason why it’s good and bad. Harmful diseases, so far, I have never fought you because throughout my life I always avoided feeding you and helping you to live and to fight God’s creation, my body, my heart and my mind. Freedom, my mind is mine.

Mother earth, God’s creation, you are so powerful, beautiful and rich. I found a tiny space, a little piece of land and a great deal of love with you and for you, Nature, and I created my own life’s paradise, just like you, harmful diseases.

FREEDOM, big and free human minds, why good and bad? In this case, WHY is not the question, but if it were, it would be too late to think about it and to ask, because it is the first and the last answer for why. Harmful diseases, you are the only ones who will rescue and save the end of the world and for that I thank the almighty God.

A very long time ago, before W. W. I or W. W. II, women drank tea sweetened with honey and Mothers nourished their babies with their breast milk and chamomile tea. That was a long time ago, before the world began to lose its memory. The 21^st century’s time is here and the world doesn’t remember the past, cannot think, and cannot tell how the unhealthy life’s political promises can, and will taste. What can be worse? Sour is not sour, and sweet is not sweet. Life cannot teach us and the dead cannot help us as some of the world believes. In the year 2012 on America’s Election Day, Teaparty could help America and the rest of the world to drink tea together, and to grow together the healthy life’s herbs of love and peace. I hope with a very small hope that this world can run away, for some time, from W. W. III. It is very sad that life cannot teach us and the dead cannot help us, so I wonder, why can’t love and peace help us?

In the year 2008, the words, “change America” did wake up some of the world, but it did not and it will not help the world and the future days.

Teaparty is a sweet, healthy philosophical word. To change the world together, let’s drink tea. TEAPARTY, don’t change the big, strong America and the big healthy world. Step in, stay in, don’t step out from life’s round circle of the four seasons of the year, a beautiful God’s creations, a beautiful work of love and peace. If you do this, you will definitely help this world to win. TEAPARTY, you’ll be able to compete with green tea and the very healthy unknown, growing life’s herbs. You’ll be able to fly like a bird with two wings, the left wing and the right wing and one head. Normally, a small hope grows, and it can grow big. Good God, help us to walk away from W. W. III

America and the world need the kind of leaders Pope John Paul II and the former U. S. President Ronald Reagan were. A great American, Ronald Reagan, lived with a very strong and deeply planted healthy life’s, psychology and philosophy roots. He lived with the world children’s mothers’ and fathers’ warm, good hearts.

Just like the Berlin wall, but a much larger wall, was designed for this world in someone’s very unhealthy human mind before Berlin wall was ever built. However, in the meantime, good innocent children and young, as well as the old innocent people, were burned, killed and died. They left behind them a very wounded world, wounded in many different ways. The world always has, and it will wake up, very late. The world should not have to die for one, or for a very few unhealthy human minds. If the world must die, it should die for ALL. In World War II, in a short time, a very long life and death’s history was made. A long century, the deep sea, rivers and creeks, wild grass, flowers and trees will talk about it, and it will take too long to heal the remnants of that history. What has occurred to this Nature in W. W. II, directly or indirectly, could not be any worse, because this world is no different than one large family or a spider web. However, this was not enough so the Berlin wall was created without any human sorrow or without any sound and healthy world’s life psychology or philosophy. Sadly, IT was built, and it remained up for too long. Berlin wall was erected between parents and children, brothers and sisters, as well as friends. This wall was built between the world’s average good people of one nation. However, at the same time, a political war was established, and still remains, between all of us good people of this world. A sad, unhealthy history exists. We, people, build fences for the animals to be able to see through them and for the good innocent people, we build concrete, solid walls.

Ronald Reagan, a great American and our former U. S. President, introduced a very healthy power to the world, during his presidential term. It was a similar power that springtime introduces to its love, Nature. With simple love, sorrow and respect, Ronald Reagan helped to tear down and destroy the cold, concrete, solid wall and he built a strong life’s bridge between the Germans of the east and the west. He built a bridge without any promises, money, or technology’s help. Instead, he built it with love and from love. Just like Spring, and just like Pope John Paul, former President Ronald Reagan built bridges, not hate, between us people of the world. I loved hearing his speeches, his words, which came out of his mouth like an echo of the high mountains. They were all “deep” and sweet words, but not sweeter than what life could be. They were all words which lived in his heart, especially the one word, the word which made him a strong man, a great human being, a husband and a father – the word NANCY.

Throughout my life I have observed Nature and human mentality and I have concluded that this world has been composed good, beautiful people and too many very beautiful and very important but unknown people. It seems to me these people have not yet been counted in this world, but Pope John Paul and Ronald Reagan counted them ALL. Two stars to whom most of us cannot be compared, live underneath the sky. They are Pope John Paul the 2^nd and Ronald Reagan. God rest their souls in peace because they most certainly deserve it.

They died but they haven’t said goodbye to the world. I am getting old and tired. Some of you healthy life’s psychologists and philosophers, take over. They didn’t say goodbye. Feed the world with the truth which cannot, and will not, die.

Ever since I can remember, going back to the very early days of my childhood, I always lived with one deep wish in my mind and heart. It was a wish of hope that every human being in this world would have a chance to live a life filled with respect, health and peace. World, as I write these words now, I must tell you that I am now a much older and more mature man, yet, there is no change in my heartfelt wishes of my early years. I am a human being who always had a tremendous regard for GOD and HIS NATURE and till this very day, I still consider them to be my everlasting love. As a young boy I prayed and thought about God, people, and our human psyche. When I was faced with life’s forked road too early, but, yet, not too late, I made a decision. I chose to follow the unpaved road of God’s creation. This led me to help my Father work on our family’s farm, and although I was only ten years old, I soon discovered that there was no difference between planting, praying and waiting. I planted, prayed and waited and, as you might have guessed, I still plant, pray and wait.

It has been a burning desire of mine, ever since I was a young boy, to be able to draw and write, but life led me in another direction and I was unable to fulfill my dreams. However, I do believe in God and I always knew that there must have been a good life’s reason why this was so. As I continued growing up, I also continued having the same wishes and desires and I asked myself daily, “What am I doing? Why am I wasting time and what’s preventing me from writing?” I always felt the same way. I wanted to write and help God’s creation. I wanted to help the animals, birds, grass, flowers and trees. Mother earth’s soil, women and children were always of utmost importance to me and because I am a man, created by God, I always had a need to help every human being and everything God created. You might say that I was born a child who had a burning desire, an everlasting love, for Nature, a love which couldn’t be healed or destroyed. As life moved on, I always prayed to God and asked Him to please help me to write. At times I became discouraged and began to look at myself as an old apple tree with one remaining apple hanging at the end of its branch, but still I never stopped planting, praying and waiting.

In the year 2003, at the age of 64, my life’s long dream began to slowly turn itself into reality. One dark night, when Nature rested peacefully and the young children were dreaming, I woke up from my sleep. I woke up from my life’s long, crazy, beautiful dream. I felt, as I was waking up, that God was with me. That was the night and the very first morning when I knew what to write, but as I held my pencil in my hand I still asked God, “God, if I cannot help your Nature, please help me and stop me from writing.:” God DID NOT STOP me and I knew that this was my night. As the sun rose I followed the daylight, and as it set I followed the dark night holding that yellow pencil in my right hand. I still continue to follow each day and each night with my pencil in my right hand and I am happy to say that in 2004 I published my work in a book entitled, REFLECTIONS – PERSONALIZING LIFE, NATURE, MAN and GOD. I have been aware of all my life that God’s truth, was and is, very difficult to publish and sell, yet I never stopped planting, praying and waiting, and I continue to be close to God, as close as He allows me to be.

It is now Jan. 2011 and I continue, as usual, to pray to God. One morning as I sat by myself at my kitchen table, I held my rosary beads in my hands and prayed. I was nearing the end of my prayer, and as I was praying, my mind was wondering about my “loss for words” lately, so I took this opportunity to “speak to God” and to ask for His help. I held my rosary beads in my hands as I asked God, “Please God, help me to write.” At that exact moment I felt something “pulsating, beating” in my right hand, where I was holding the rosary beads and where my thumb and index finger were touching the cross of Jesus Christ. I felt the sensation of a heart beat. I then moved the cross around in various positions.

I was at a loss for words and couldn’t believe what was happening to me. Was this a real miracle? Am I, as a human being, worthy of this? I have my strong beliefs, but then again, what was this? A few minutes after this miraculous happening occurred, my wife, Mira, and my sister, Vera, walked through the front door and straight into the kitchen where I sat motionless, my head bent down, staring at my hand and the rosary. My sister spoke to me, but at first, I didn’t say a word so she said, “What in the heaven are you looking at and doing?” When I revealed what just happened my sister looked at me as though I were nuts and said, “Are you sure?” She even tried to hold the rosary and touch the cross but nothing happened. Both my sister and my wife just looked and said nothing. I am trying to make sense of what happened. As I prayed, I asked God, “Please God, lately I’ve been at a loss for words. Please, help me to write.” Is it that I got my answer what to write, in a most miraculous way? I cannot be certain, but I do have my own beliefs. I must tell you that I had chills throughout my body and heart. My eyes filled up with tears as I felt unworthy and asked God for His forgiveness.

The following day, the sun rose and set and once again, I sat in my kitchen on the same chair as I prayed and held the rosary in my hands, the cross of Jesus in my right hand and St. Mary in my left. I wondered if the miracle of yesterday would reoccur today and then I “felt” the pulsation in my left hand and a second later, another intense pulsation in my right hand. Whether this was a miracle for me to feel, may be questionable to you, but although I am just a human being and unworthy of all of this, I felt that I received a message and an answer to my prayers. World, I picture you as God’s flower with various petals of different color, and as I write these words and hold the rosary in my left hand, the hand close to my heart, I feel the warmth of “two beating hearts,” beating stronger and stronger just for you world, you are God’s beautiful flower. May my words stay fresh and warm forever. World, let us plant together for tomorrow, and let’s pray, live, and wait together and forever.

Bed bugs don’t have any predators. Their predators have been destroyed, just like some of the other familiar and unfamiliar creatures, and they have been forgotten. Bed bugs don’t like fresh, clean air and bright daylight. They like to live in warm, very dry, tiny areas and in a dark atmosphere where air doesn’t “breathe.” Deadly chemicals, which destroyed and killed bed bugs’ predators, and are still destroying Nature’s balance on this earth, should not be used to get rid of the bed bugs. Wherever bed bugs exist, extremely hot water or intense steam should be used repeatedly and after four or five days this procedure should be repeated. Definitely, noone will be hurt with this simple, harmless procedure, except for the bed bugs.

My dear friends, I’ve heard about some of you and my hope is that one day I will have the honor of meeting all of you. I cannot ask you, “How are you?,” but I know how you were before you passed on. If I tell you how I am, you will be insulted because you know how I am, but I can tell you how some of your “big” names is buying “big” money; it’s buying what the world’s mind was not able to buy at the right time. My dear friends, there is nothing new here, and if there is, the time has to tell this world, normally a little too late. The blind and the deaf are doing well and the people who can “see” very far are doing very poorly. The honest poor cannot get rich and the people, like some of you writers and artists, cannot sell God and His Nature’s truth. Forgive me; I wish I would send you some new news that you didn’t know before your death, but if I live for one hundred sixty two years, I could be able to tell you the very bad and very good news that money was not able to sell or buy. My dear friends, I am grateful to you for all that you have accomplished and shared with this world, at the right time, but sadly, the world has not used it to their advantage at their opportune time. You deserve to have God help you rest your soul and mind in peace and harmony.

A generation of physical labor, hard work, and willful, determined minds has died. A generation that daily attached themselves to Nature, Mother Earth’s soil, with their hands, hearts and strong minds, has died. Five days of physical work used to heal man’s mind, body and heart, and it gave man two days to rest, pray and enjoy life. Five days of hard physical labor, the five healing days, made man rest and sleep peacefully throughout the dark nights. The nights were extremely short for man and the days were not long enough. Young world, believe me, because I worked and slept during those “old days.” Man slept without any doctor’s prescriptions, vitamins and pills. Thank God and His Nature for the five healing days of hard physical labor and the two resting days. Not too long ago, a new generation and technology were born, the latter possessing an extremely large mind and a long hand, but lacking a heart. The five days of hard physical labor, the healing days, and Mother earth’s soil now suffer. Freedom died. Most of the land has been turned into residential and commercial zones, offices and shopping malls. The very happy seven days are now suffering and the long nights are crying because people are unable to rest and sleep. The new generation has succeeded to create more vitamins and pills than Nature has ever created seeds, the wisdom seeds . The new generation has succeeded to create what Nature couldn’t, and did not succeed to create. This is a very short journey, but there is a very long distance between God’s creation and us, the human beings.

Not too long ago

And it won’t be too long…

ONE DAY YOUNGER THAN ADAM and EVE

God, I don’t care if I am known to be the worst writer in this world, just please help my wishes to come true before I die. God, you know how much I worry about tomorrow and nothing, and how much I worry about the “non-organically” grown human sperm, and the non-organic human shit. I am sorry world and please forgive my expression, but I hope that you know that only the word SHIT and SHIT are the perfect powers in this world. World, please don’t misunderstand me, I don’t mean the shit that is a “shitty” process, I mean the biological SHIT which is about one day younger than Adam and Eve. It is a power which was given to every child in this world after his birth to be able to create a perfect power, his own pure shit, a power above all, and all of the fancy words. God, IMPOSSIBLE happened to our innocent children’s healthy lives. Make it possible and help my wishes to come true before I die, so that I can leave this world living and growing with pure organic shit.

I Believe in One Diet

I believe in God and His Nature’s creation. I eat everything and enough. I never think about calories and vitamins because Nature’s diet is a very old diet and everything is already included in the foods that I eat. However, I do think a lot about my next good meal. Between the age of 25 and 72, I have gained and lost a few pounds, but not very often, because I eat everything and a lot, normally enough. I feel  great and for that I thank God and His Nature’s creation of pure power, including on a daily basis, my own power. I am also thankful to God, so far, that the doctors do not need my help. I believe in one diet – NO DIET.

TRUTH IS TOUGH TO SELL

I am pretty much a new and an unknown writer, yet I feel that because of wonderful people like you, who have my name and my work on your web pages, I am able to feel satisfaction and happiness in my mind and heart as I live, unlike some quality writers, who die without seeing their work appreciated by others. Very often, my own written words cause a certain pain to one part of my heart, because I am well aware that God’s truth is difficult to sell. However, in the 21^st century you will see and experience that as this world goes further on, my words will get closer. You are beautiful people and you are and always will be included in my prayers. I wish you a beautiful life, as you live it, and most importantly I wish you a healthy death.

Nostradamus did not predict the very worst. Adolf Hitler and technology ARE the worst.

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Within this universe there is an existence of two beautiful worlds, the big world and the small world.

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