Stephen Moderate Poster
Joined: 03 Jul 2006 Posts: 819
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 5:29 pm Post subject: Mon19Oct - LYTHAM ST. ANNES - Andrew Johnson |
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MONDAY 19th OCTOBER 2009 - Open 7.30 PM for FREE refreshments - 8.00 PM start
http://www.newhorizonsstannes.com/
"Wilbert Smith and the Origins of UFO/ET Disclosure"
Another mind expanding evening presented by Andrew Johnson
This presentation will look at the incredible work of Canadian Radio Engineer, Wilbert Brockhouse Smith, who, over a period of 12 years, went from being a UFO/ET Sceptic to building working items of technology under the instruction of "The Boys Topside". This fascinating story encompasses many of the phenomena which other UFO figures and researchers have discovered and discussed – and it is a story which most people have never heard. The astounding level of precise detail Andrew always shows really brings this presentation to life.
http://www.checktheevidence.com/cms/index.php?option=com_events&task=v iew_detail&agid=9&year=2009&month=10&day=19&Itemid=1
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Andrew. Validated Poster
Joined: 27 Nov 2007 Posts: 1518
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 3:20 pm Post subject: |
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THE PRESS
By Joseph Rudyard Kipling.
The Soldier may forget his Sword,
The Sailorman the Sea,
The Mason may forget the Word
And the Priest his Litany:
The Maid may forget both jewel and gem,
And the Bride her wedding-dress;
But the Jew shall forget Jerusalem
Ere we forget the Press!
Who once hath stood through the loaded hour
Ere, roaring like the gale,
The Harrild* and the Hoe* devour
Their league-long paper-bale,
And has lit his pipe in the morning calm
That follows the midnight stress;
He hath sold his heart to the old Black Art
We call the daily Press.
Who once hath dealt in the widest game
That all of a man can play,
No later love, no larger fame
Will lure him long away.
As the war-horse snuffeth the battle afar,
The entered Soul, no less,
He saith: “Ha! Ha!” where the trumpets are
And the thunders of the Press!
Canst thou number the days that we fulfill,
Or the Times that we bring forth?
Canst thou send the lightnings to do thy will,
( Job )38:35 Canst thou send lightnings, that they may go, and say unto thee, Here we [are]?
And cause them reign on earth?
Hast thou given a peacock goodly wings,
To please his foolishness?
Sit down at the heart of men and things,
Companion of the Press!
The Pope may launch his Interdict,
The Union its decree,
But the bubble is blown and the bubble is pricked
By Us and such as We.
Remember the battle and stand aside
While Thrones and Powers confess
That King over all the children of pride
Is the Press, the Press, the Press!
[Harrild and Hoe were types of printing presses in England in the late 1800s] |
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