💛Good Night Everyone..Sweet Dreams💛

Isaiah Chapter 34

Be real

Now that is old

What if

The Blue Howl Between Worlds

From the deep breath of night you rise,
fur woven of sky-water and sacred smoke,
your throat lifting toward the unseen fire
where ancestors keep the first songs.

You do not howl in loneliness—
You call the stars by their old names.
names that remember us
Before we learned to forget ourselves.

Around you, feathers drift like spirits resting.
Each one a story released, not lost.
The wind listens.
The earth answers by holding still.

Your eyes are closed.
Yet you see farther than sight allows—
into the place where grief softens,
where broken hearts relearn their rhythm.

O Wolf of the Blue Path,
walker of mist and memory,
You teach us that strength can be gentle,
that silence can speak,
That pain can become a doorway.

When your voice rises,
The veil thins.
The living remember the dead.
The dead bless the living.

And for one trembling moment,
all worlds breathe together—
as one pack,
under one listening moon.
.
🎨Ar

💛Good Morning Everyone💛

ISAIAH CHAPTER 33

Archaeologists Uncover One of the Oldest Christian Churches — And History Just Undermined the “Christianity Is a Myth” Narrative
Archaeologists have uncovered one of the oldest known Christian churches in the world — a 4th-century structure discovered in Armenia — and the implications are shaking modern assumptions about Christianity’s origins.
This is not legend. Not tradition. Not church storytelling.
It is stone, mortar, and archaeological evidence.
The discovery places organized Christian worship firmly in the early centuries after Christ, reinforcing what believers have always claimed: Christianity was not a late invention, political tool, or medieval fabrication. It was a living, practiced faith long before empires tried to control it.
Armenia holds a unique place in Christian history as the first nation to officially adopt Christianity as a state religion in the early 4th century.

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Dairy Queen has no dairy.

McDonald's nuggets aren't chicken. Chick-fil-A and Burger King? Same lab-engineered garbage. And those neon slushies? Straight chemical warfare in a cup.

Big Food poisons our kids.

Big Pharma profits off their sickness. They pump them full of dyes, seed oils, additives, then hand us autism, cancer, eczema, ADHD, meltdowns... and call it "genetics."

Nah. It's poison. Period.

And then they've got the audacity to slap Ronald McDonald's name on a "charity house" for kids fighting chemo, when his nuggets are what put them there in the first place.

#happyyou #GodSaveTheQueen

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🥇time in weeks Epstein is not mentioned… 🦗 🦗🦗

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Long before the Vatican became the spiritual center of Christianity, Vatican Hill already carried a dark and ancient identity. Today, millions recognize it as the seat of the Pope, a symbol of divine authority, and the heart of the Catholic Church. Yet centuries before Saint Peter’s Basilica rose in its place, the hill had a history far older and far darker than most people realize. Its story stretches back to the Etruscans, a mysterious civilization that flourished in Italy long before Rome became the empire we know today. The name “Vatican” itself does not originate from the Bible, Latin theology, or Greek scripture. It is not tied to Jesus, saints, or early Christian teachings. Instead, linguistic and historical evidence suggests it comes from the Etruscan word “Vatika,” linked to a goddess of the underworld, burial grounds, and the realm of the de@th.

Tammi...
Happy Day to you!

What an amazing gift we have found!
The greatest treasure!
I think of you often..thank you!
💛

Vincent Kennedy
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I know you see them.

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Another scandal erupted in Turkey recently as live WORMS were found inside a tea bag 🪱

Yes, we will celebrate Melania ourselves. ♥️

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Her Hair, the River Remembers

Her hair flows like a river born of prayer.
carrying the breath of Mother Earth.
Each strand remembers mountains and clay.
The first footsteps pressed into sacred ground.

It sings with the voices of the ancestors.
low and steady as drums beneath the soil.
In its dark current lives the spirit of a people.
unbroken, listening, enduring.

When the wind moves through it,
The land itself seems to speak
of seasons braided together,
of loss held gently, of hope returning.

She stands, and the river becomes her crown.
Not owned, not divided, only alive.
In her hair, the earth finds its reflection.
And the soul of a native heart flows on.

Art by Serin Alar

Poem: Piahn