by
Jaye B.
5-4-24
Spirit Mountain, Nv.
Greetings All,
Thank you so much for all the comments on my last updates. I’m so glad that I can provide uplift and inspiration for Reset News readers. Your feedback is most encouraging.
Much to share-so let’s start with a story about when I was in New York City back in ‘86 and tried taking in three museums all in a day, then found myself in Times Square during rush hour, where I had a complete overload breakdown. Panicking, I then saw a man on a street corner holding up a field guide of insects for all to see and which was opened up to a page depicting spiders. Something told me to go up to him and inspect further. I then got my camera out and took a pic as he pointed out what appeared to be a Black Widow,then pointed at people passing by. It didn’t help seeing the truth the homeless prophet was so graphically conveying and I found myself losing it even more. Moving on, I then remembered advice somebody had given me when I told them that I was going to NYC. She said that when you feel overwhelmed, just look at your feet. And so I did and became instantly grounded there on the sidewalk and was able to navigate my way back to where I was staying where I lay on a couch and overload hallucinated for hours. So I recommend the same for you, whether you’re in New York City or in your home being bombarded by MK EMs. Just look at your feet, ground out and be present.
-For my new subscribers and followers:
I haven’t checked up on this post for quite some time and was quite pleased recently to see how many likes, comments and shares it has gotten. Thank you! And Dear Sasha: Once a pharmaceutical shill, always a pharmaceutical shill.
-Back to the Spider-Man Soothsayer in Times Square. In the four months that I was in NYC, I made it a point to look for him whenever I was uptown. Then one day, when I was at another complete breakdown point and my schizophrenia was so bad that everything was made out of sinister cardboard, I looked up and there he was, all the way down in Soho, pulling a two wheeled grocery cart upon which were duct taped G.I. Joe and Barbie dolls. I knew it was him from the Greek sailor cap and the knee-high leather boots he wore when I took the pic in Times Square. I then looked at my feet and became lucid and calm and present. Then I tried getting a bead on my friend, only to discover that he was gone. Maybe an angel in disguise, a quite convincing one at that.
-A big TY once again to those of you who care and help out, making things a bit less hard and lonely. You are in my prayers as always.
Blessings,
Jaye B.
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Jaye B. is a writer, musician and artist. His art criticism has appeared in Art Paper, New North Artscape, Art Muscle, Northfield Magazine and elsewhere. His articles have also appeared in City Pages, Twin Cities Reader, Mysteries Magazine, Fahrenheit San Diego, High Plains Reader, New Dawn and Rain Taxi. He has appeared on BBC Radio, WGN Chicago, WLW Cincinnati and elsewhere in the mediasphere to discuss his work. Please help support Reset News @ Paypal, Cash App , Ko-fi or contact the author for other options @ jayeb444@protonmail.com
Had to drive to SF around that same time period to interview someone for a college paper. Drove my stick shift up the hill; down the hill; back up some huge flippen hill in the dark and was almost vertical......then it was time to make a left hand turn and I saw zero headlights so there I went in first to second gear; got horizontal again when two lanes of headlights incoming. Pressed the petal to the metal and got the rear right side swiped; but I made it!! Almost did not, by a smidgen...... Ugh to big cities.