Archive for May 22, 2010

We’re doomed. We’re lost. We’re done!


 “I’m suggesting to you that the biggest problems on this planet today can only be approached from the field of spirit. And that is why the world is in the mess it’s in today. And why most people are in the mess they’re in today. Why most people are drug or alcohol addicted. 

“I don’t know anybody who’s not taking a drug of some kind because they can’t deal with reality. Because what they think is reality is actually only an illusion. This world that we live in, dear, this physical world we live in is an illusion. 

“This is not reality. The true nature of reality is emptiness. There’s no there, there. We are all constructs. Everything you see and encounter is a construct which means there was a time where it didn’t exist, there is a time where it will no longer exist so therefore it can’t be said to truly exist. 

“The only thing that’s real or permanent about you is that which science says doesn’t exist and that’s your spirit. And that is why this world is fucked up! 

“We live in a world of illusion and that which is real we call the illusion. And that is the reason why we are in the mess we are in. And if we don’t change our field of vision, we’ll never get it. We’re doomed. We’re lost. We’re done!” -Murray Silver

It’s a twister! It’s a twister!


I’m living on Silver Street in the house I lived in for 14 years in New Hampshire. My parents, Lisa, our dog Shadow—he passed away last August—and Cassie’s dog Buster are there.

I go outside and begin walking down the street toward town. I see Lisa sitting on a lawn chair in our neighbor’s driveway with the two dogs. As I walk down the street toward Lisa and the dogs, I notice the clouds are dark and low and they are starting to form the shape of a tornado.

I stop. My breath is quiet and shallow. I stand completely still as I see the clouds form a gigantic tornado about thirty feet to my left. The tornado cuts through the houses on the opposite side of the road from me, heading away from town. I hear screaming and crying.

I beg Lisa to go inside. It’s not safe. My mother is in the backyard now, leaning against the fence that separates the neighbor’s driveway and our backyard. I beg them both to go inside.

I see several tornados in the sky. One forms and speeds head-on in my direction. My feet can’t move. “Please go inside!” I yell over the wailing winds of the tornado. Just before it reaches me, the tornado jumps over my head and avoids me completely.

Lisa and my mother won’t go inside. I give up and run in the house. My father is sitting in the living room playing video games. I quickly tell him what’s going on and run down the basement stairs.

The stair’s railing is low. I’m able to lie on the ground and hug it. For some reason, I feel like this will keep me safe. I close my eyes. The house begins to shake and I feel a cool wind whip across my back. I know a tornado just went through my house and holding onto the railing saved me.

Lisa and my mother finally come down into the basement. Everything is quiet for a minute. My grandfather appears and says that everything is alright now. The tornados are gone, he says.

I wake up hugging my pillow the same way I was hugging the railing.

Tornados in New England? Doesn’t happen. But it did in 2008. This short video confirms 9 in NH Towns.