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Post by gaurinathan on Jul 31, 2010 23:27:04 GMT
Reported 30th of July 2010, Wickham, Baydon Road
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 6, 2010 9:33:21 GMT
Reported 3rd of August, Whitefield Hill
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 8, 2010 19:06:01 GMT
Reported 6th of August, Mudford
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 9, 2010 9:41:28 GMT
Reported 8th of August
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 9, 2010 21:47:06 GMT
Reported 28th of JulyReported 1st of AugustReported 5th of AugustReported 8th of August
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 9, 2010 22:03:00 GMT
Mudford Crop (from above)
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 9, 2010 22:11:56 GMT
Reported 9th of August, Horton
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 12, 2010 8:22:36 GMT
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 14, 2010 4:51:47 GMT
Years ago I found an Impression – like snow angels – left in tall grass by some animal, perhaps a deer or bear. When I touched it I felt the warm presence of life, not the cold radiation of crop circles. This warm energy lingers only for a moment but when it is touched it lasts forever. And this is my fear: that the sum of my sorrows will last forever when it is touched, and even though my soul is returned unharmed, I will remember the cold radiation and not the warm presence of life. Chamber 22
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 15, 2010 3:22:30 GMT
Reported 13th of August, Northdowns
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Post by russell on Aug 16, 2010 21:59:58 GMT
Fortunately, I remember the cold radiation of crop circles (and all other phenomena) quite well; they contain an allure or seductiveness that appeals to the hms that I now recognise more as programmes; programmes designed to reveal a greater and more important radiation: the warm radiation of life that flows from First Source.
Yes, years ago ( the 4th of August 2002 to be precise), I found an impression, like snow angels, left in tall grass----it was a deer that ran off as i approached it.Years ago I found an Impression – like snow angels – left in tall grass by some animal, perhaps a deer or bear. When I touched it I felt the warm presence of life, not the cold radiation of crop circles. This warm energy lingers only for a moment but when it is touched it lasts forever. And this is my fear: that the sum of my sorrows will last forever when it is touched, and even though my soul is returned unharmed, I will remember the cold radiation and not the warm presence of life. Chamber 22 This poem was written by my "future Self" reaching into it's (my) "past Self" in hopes that my present Self would truly acknowledge this simple, dear or bare (deer or bear ) truth.
I'm happy to report, IT was/is successful.....
.....i am always touched by your warm presence dears.www.youtube.com/watch?v=JziVnT0d6tY&feature=av2n
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 17, 2010 23:41:57 GMT
Reported 16th August, Avebury
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Post by gaurinathan on Aug 19, 2010 2:26:51 GMT
Reported 17th August, Lurkeley Hill
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