Announcing the passing of a longtime, cherished member...
Dear Fellow Mirakeeans, I come bearing some very startling and unexpected news, which I learned from my dear friend's mother @imterwms (whom is also my dear friend), whereupon she asked that I convey this to all of you. Jack (of @john_solomon), has been a writer, member, friend, mentor, encourager, and source of inspiration here for several years now. He enjoyed combining science, metaphysics, and spirituality in a poetic manner, and his admirable ability to do so was incomparable, and one that I'd not ever seen before. Like myself, Jack enjoyed supporting and encouraging the many youngsters here onsite, and he liked to laugh and always insisted on finding something positive, in any given situation; thus it wasn't too surprising that he and I would become dear friends. Since Jack and I spoke almost daily, his was a well known name in my home; and he knew of everyone here, including my husband (in fact, they're from the same state), my three children, and all of our cats and dogs. He made it a point to always ask about each of us, and he would rejoice with us in all of our happy moments, as well as pray for us in our times of challenge. Jack spent the majority of his time doing for others. He was a loving son and caretaker to his mother, a cherished brother to his two younger sisters, and a friend and mentor to all. He often donated his time and assistance to those in need; and much like Christ the Savior, whom he dearly loved, Jack led a humble life devoid of unnecessary material goods, yet if something was ever needed, he'd be the first person to make sure that you had it. Although Jack had just reached 51 years, he was a kid at heart and had a wonderful sense of humor, along with a boyish charm. He was also a self-proclaimed hippie who loved music profoundly, particularly that of the 70's and 80's. In fact, due to attending so many rock concerts, Jack had partial hearing loss in one ear, and he was rather proud that the damage had occurred at an Eric Clapton concert. Around here, Jack was known as the "haiku king," due to his fondness for haiku poetry, and his penchant for penning them. He preferred the Americanized version of the traditional Japanese haiku, which is a three line, non rhyming, untitled poem on the topic of nature that has a total of 17 syllables, dispersed as 5/7/5 respectively. So it was only natural that I'd include a haiku poem for him in this tribute piece. One that has him soaring amongst his beloved stars. In closing, I'm sure that members are shocked and have questions. All we know at this time is that Jack's death was not covid related. In fact, he seemed to be in very good health and had no known physical illness. Right now, the cause of his sudden, unexpected death on the evening of May 9th, is presumed to be a stroke, although the official coroner's report hasn't been released yet. Several of us (my husband and I, and Jack's sister) have already heard from Jack since he ascended from this world. Although no longer here on this Earth, his spirit lives on in an eternal dimension, existing outside of time and space, and he is very much at peace. So, although his loss is tremendous, he really hasn't gone very far, as he'll forever shine above us, as the heavens brightest star. Farewell, my dear friend. And no, I'm not nearly done lecturing you for leaving us so early! Blessings, Admin Carolyn
As Mark Twain once famously said, "Truth is stranger than fiction..." I'm inclined to agree; and perhaps you might be too, after reading this personal tale of a recent experience I had with an afflicted individual. May the situation soon drawn to a close. God willing.
ENDGAME REVELATIONS by Carolyn Glackin Birthed through the heart of creation An innocent child of the Light Cherished by all of the heavens And all that was holy and right With the curious mind of a dreamer And a creative imagination In those times when her world would go dark She'd dream up a whole new situation Time after time this occurred But the little one wasn't to blame Because somehow she just had to cope With the burdens of terror and shame Through illusions, some respite was found But then somewhere along the way She no longer could discern The truth from this game she would play Haunted by nightmarish visions Hounded by menacing evil In the grips of a sinister plot And a life that was fraught with upheaval With a mind that was young and unformed Left wide open, afraid, and alone She fell prey to malevolent forces Thus her mind was no longer her own Garishly fractured and twisted Her soul now devoid of the Light And no one around was the wiser 'Cept a few who had spiritual sight Years later this girl, now a woman Somehow found her way to my path From the first, I could sense the huge problem That would lead to this wild aftermath But fate likes to keep a few secrets So back then I had no way to know That the problems this woman was facing Would continue to worsen and grow Three long years, she pursued me and plagued me The stalking was truly absurd She spied on me day after day And gazed at my every word Many times, I attempted to help her For I sensed her confusion and pain But my every attempt seemed quite futile As my efforts would all go in vain There's quite a bit more to the story But not all of it's my tale to tell Although one thing I can say for certain Her whole life was a true living hell Commandeered by a sinister presence Mind controlled by this dark entity At long last, a great truth came to light She had plagued me in hopes that I'd see For if someone would only take notice And help her accomplish her goal She could rid herself of this nightmare And reclaim the rights to her soul Although I'm an intuitive healer In service to God's greater good With these horrors, I'm not trained to help her So I sought out somebody that could Now it's up to the one holy Spirit In the hands of the most sacred Light The Divine shall soon rescue her soul As I've prayed for this morning and night A new day will soon be upon us And from there, she can finally heal But for now, that is all I can say All the rest, only time can reveal. Copyright Carolyn Glackin 2/28/2021
The Egyptian pyramids that are today counted as the most wonderful structures , were built as burial places and monuments to the Pharaohs ( rulers ). As part of their religion, the ancient Egyptians believed in afterlife and hence the Pharaohs were buried with all sorts of items and treasure that they may need to survive in the afterlife. The walls too were often covered with carvings and paintings.
--Today, write a creative piece mentioning the things you would want to be buried with.--