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Hello Lorraine:

Yes it is a small world. My brother is a nice guy but he is nothing like me.

He don't have a clue what is really going on in life & when we were younger he never did any drugs...not even smoke a joint. (he did drink some beer)

So he can't relate to the things I tell or have experienced.

As you well know...we all come from different places in the universe & just because we come from the same family on earth don't mean we are the same in the big picture of life.

Occasionally I send him a channeled message from the GFL or sometihng and he thinks I been watching too much Star Trek or something. lol

There are many sheeple still asleep & they will wake when it is their time. (prolly not until the ships land) lol

I lived in south Miami for a long time & visited him back then...but haven't been able to for a long period now.

Go check his shop out sometime & get some copies made or something.

I hear he just bought the building across the street from where he was so he could stop renting/leasing.

ALl the best Mr.Ed :)

here is the extent of my knowledge on the subject the prana yamas live mostly in the himaylian mountains near the top they are an ancient order so ancient in fact the have the orignal marijauna plant in thier temples the one that all others originate from this plant has a golden ball of thc and cnc oil on its top bud it is by the way the essence of shiva or siva is the golden oil here is the story of that happening shiva incarnated a very long time ago when the cultivating of land for crops was a new thing well since it was new there was many disaters in the begining of farming and when shiva was young and had not yet stripped the veil from his third eye his parent had a fight because their massive farms crops had failed due to a  drought and they would prolly not make it through the winter with the supplies they had grown and shiva/siva was very sensitive to negativity so he ran crying to the edge of the farm which was huge so he collapsed on a massive plant worn out and out of tears this plant gave shiva shade and comfort as shiva laid there the trauma of his experience played through the mind and shiva realized what and who shiva was. shiva regained the higher self and as this happened it infused this plant with the same essence shiva grabbed a bud of the mother plant ran all the way home and threw it on the fire as it permated the air the parents looked up from their fight in amazement that came over thier child and shiva said this is our new crop its everywhere on the edge of our farm this we will spread and ttrade and i commision you to guard this plant the original one that shiva laid upon and you will never have too eat or drink again you will be as the plant its self ok fast forward to now they have been guarding this plant the whole time absorbing all they need from the sun and air and water and nutrients in the breath they take once a year they take the mother bud and ball of golden oil and burn it in thier temple and do a bunch of secret stuff

Hi Lorraine.. welcome to another part of the Rabbit hole :o)