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Mada'in Saleh, Saudi Arabia

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[sergioguymanproust]

I have known since I came into this world and begun to recall some of my past lives ,that I was in one such reincarnation born in the desert ,to be more specific in the Sahara and growing up been to Saudi Arabia camel being the traditional mean of transport trading salt wheels and salt blocks. Living in tents,and guarding a caravan of camels at night seen many weird things,such as a six extraterrestrial crafts landing at night emitting multicolored lights flashing without emitting any sound,should I say spying on us.With no place to hide watch them cloak and disappear. My flashbacks memories so vividly appear and disappear while trying so hard to sleep.During that life i managed to collect several object that had a glassy finish that felt cool to the touch. While having these flashbacks also seen faintly rays of lights shooting out of a craft to limestone boulders creating amazing designs ,not human in nature .I have kept some illustrations of things that I saw long ago in that particular life in the Sahara.As many of you know millions of years ago the Sahara was a lush tropical forest not the arid desert that it is now, and yes, many of the original pyramids were built back then ,not as we believe today, and yes , not built by humans but by an extraterrestrial civilization ,when the first humans arrived in Egypt ,the pyramids were there already.Having the ability to travel into our past existences is indeed a very real event to which all humans can relate to and being able to travel through learning techniques .We have lost so much as a race ,but getting to practice ancient methods we can really transport our soul into the past while leaving our bodies in a fix location to safely return to it.Also remembering how we used to use telepathic communication is indeed possible. Many aborigines ,still use it and yes,African nomads still use it. More in coming postings. Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[cocorossss]

[sergioguymanproust]

The ridges are the very backbone of the woods. Defining the very chain of mountains and valleys where the watchers live,and have been running the land since time immemorial as the supreme leaders of this world.Long before our brothers and sisters arrived through the land corridor we know as Bering Strait or Beringia connecting Siberia with Alaska and spread throughout the landmass.Our ancestors building an oral record of encounters and experiences with seen and unseen forces that gave rise to legends and myths that live on till this moment in time,and will continue until our civilization gets replaced by the next one.The prehistory and history speak of large winged creatures,hairy giants, and a fauna that has gone extinct and we are left with the bones,the skeletal remains ,of large herbivores and carnivores.Moving forward and the giants that still roam the rainforests ,valleys and hollers ,some paleontologists suggest relatives of the famous gigantophitecus ,the possible connection to Sasquatch or Bigfoot that scientists still refuse to investigate ,academia more concerned with their egocentric approach than open debate despite years of evidence most recently theDNA mapping,but that’s a story for another posting. Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[miscosasalberto]

[sergioguymanproust]

Each of us deserves a shelf on the wall ,simply because we are all souls in transit and our clocks run at a different pace, not one of us is at the same level of consciousness.There are young souls and there are old souls and our selection of dear mementos carries a different meaning and a rich sentimental value .A shelf on the wall allows some of our identity be revealed to those who come to visit ,by the things we collect ,speaking about our taste ,our culture,and the things,we value most.So ,go ahead and build your own shelf and choose what to keep and what to show .Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[gothredy]

[sergioguymanproust]

One of the oldest memories of the ancients was hearing the songs of the mermaids.Long before they were mentioned in the Greek mythology, the Roman cargo ships that traded with other coastal villages mentioned of encounters ,of mermaids swimming alongside dolphins .Then there’s that haunting calling and magical melodies of these creatures enticing and seducing sailors driving them insane and asking them to follow them to the bottom of the seas,drowning them and feasting on them. Also the existence of merman and other guardians of the deep ,such as the god Poseidon. More in coming postings. Until then keep on surfing.Words by Sergio GuymanProust .

[lara777s]

[sergioguymanproust]

We choose our paradise according to our past memories,and our ideals of freedom and beauty.To some is the mountains and its valley,to others ,the desert and an oasis,and perhaps the most iconic idea of paradise is indeed this one. Well,whichever one you choose,never forget that all starts within you, we often think of these great locations reserved to the wealthy,and the elites that rose from the entertainment industry.True ,but let’s not forget that surrounding these paradise islands poverty abounds ,by this I mean the local population,with fewer job opportunities and sea level rising the farming becoming more of an impossibility islanders are being forced to abandon their places of birth a sad but true reality. I have been to the South Pacific and Australia and New Zealand have been taking some of these island countries citizens and giving them a survival support. Just as some of these islands go under the sea ,destroyed by the relentless tides flooding the land and enormous waves going over the reefs and accumulating silt and sludge, closing the cycle ,eventually causing the surf completely to collapse the ecosystem. Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[lara777s]

London

Лондон

[sergioguymanproust]

My favorite city ,and if you didn’t know the cradle of the European espionage machine. The secrets that built empires ,the underground tunnels where spies met to trade world secrets and also where ,words like the Queens Cross,the flag’s key,the running bowler,the PM ‘s wife and many,many other puzzling phrases were part of a Bible ,nothing to do with the testament,but rather an English carrier system that was set up to truly protect the Monarchy from the dirty laundry generated in the British parliament and the secret dealings with the Russians and the Americans. Well ,most of it just water under the bridge these daysWell,some of my writing anchored in old papers that created so much confusion and frustration ending often in the death of so many controversial foxes (the secret service) during the Cold War.London being a literal home for war criminals that sold their souls escaping from Russia .Turning spies that worked in the Middle East and end up in Argentina,Brazil and Chile. After WW2.London was the place where you would find a new life after the Service to the Queen ended.There are flats in London that still hide behind their walls paraphernalia used in the so called the hare and the fox spying rings . Setup by government agents and moles trained to go underground in theUS. It was a fascinating and deadly fishing game. More in coming postings looking into the spying reality ,that it never really went away just changed hats ,umbrellas and stiff drinks.Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[flippantsmeagol]

A thunderstorm hits the Verde Valley in Arizona.

[sergioguymanproust]

This is without a doubt the land of the storms, the land where nature shows its true electric colors, and the openness humbles you, the sudden changes in temperature and the smell of ozone and the humidity announces the coming of a storm front passing through the skies turning everything grey , then black and suddenly the show begins , your only option is to find cover ,hailstones the size of golf balls unleashed by the storm seeking ground, pelting anything and everything while lightning brewing above in the witch’s cauldron stirring and blowing goes wild as the storm passes leaving that typical smell of the wet grasslands and sulphur , filling up your nostrils.The price we must pay,just as our ancestors did.I may not have the poetic skills to express my experiences ,but the knowledge that we shamans carry are not meant to be taken by the white man. Only read and be expressed as the close relationship between Native Americans and Mother Nature.If you can appreciate my words my job is more than done. I appreciate your kindness and reading.If you ever come to this land ,you will find much peace and joy. Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[thelostcanyon]

Arid grassland near Mescal, Cochise County, Arizona.

[sergioguymanproust]

This is where my heart goes to when my much needed sleep comes for me ,when the smell of the grasslands hits me and my mind slips away into the cracks of my dimension.This is the land where shamans come to spread their wings and make their peace away from the ground and fly out of their earthly bodies,into their ethers.Long ago I couldn’t believe and much less understand the meaning of our magic but that was then ,now as the years have caught up with me and I’m fully aware of my shamanic nature and powers,I live in awe and peace of my body ,mind ,spirit and soul.Going back to Cochise County has become the most natural place to return to. As a sit in my rocking chair watching the sun go down in my brick and adobe home and prepare mentally for the trip to meet with my shaman brothers and sisters out in the desert ,I bless my home and tap my drum to protect my ground and go back to my rocking chair ,I hum the tune that separates my flesh from my soul and I’m gone. Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[dietkiller]

Bacon and Eggs

[sergioguymanproust]

What more can you ask for breakfast for folks of my generation? This is the way it used to be ,until all those allergies that destroyed a way of life and made people in the cities so miserable and sick ,so sensitive to glucose and lactose intolerance, and other disorders and diseases that my Baby Boomer generation and the Silent generation hardly heard about it .I used to drink fresh milk straight from a cow’s udder pour into a glass warm and delicious, and never got sick.These days even bacon makes some people sick,the problem I gather is in the additives and food preserves that only God knows what goes into its making. There’s been so much negative talk about eggs ,bacon ,ham,bread milk and cheese,and oh,butter that is ridiculous ,all disgusting stuff pushed by food lobbyists just to make more money,and the FDA taking kickbacks quietly approving and food corporations pushing the universities and the monster Pharma industry to write papers to approve medicine that has been weakening the people internally to create drug zombies .Well,the food companies in cahoots with our government to regulate everything that they can profit from. Well, folks ,the country breakfast I still eat proves to me that the old fashioned ways of eating breakfasts are still applicable in the country.Do not trust the food companies folks ,they are out to destroy your health and make a bundle many of their ingredients are carcinogenic and they won’t kill you in the short term but you will develop disease in the long run. Go out and do your research folks ,I have done mine.Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[dietkiller]

Bacon and Eggs

[sergioguymanproust]

What more can you ask for breakfast for folks of my generation? This is the way it used to be ,until all those allergies that destroyed a way of life and made people in the cities so miserable and sick ,so sensitive to glucose and lactose intolerance, and other disorders and diseases that my Baby Boomer generation and the Silent generation hardly heard about it .I used to drink fresh milk straight from a cow’s udder pour into a glass warm and delicious, and never got sick.These days even bacon makes some people sick,the problem I gather is in the additives and food preserves that only God knows what goes into its making. There’s been so much negative talk about eggs ,bacon ,ham,bread milk and cheese,and oh,butter that is ridiculous ,all disgusting stuff pushed by food lobbyists just to make more money,and the FDA taking kickbacks quietly approving and food corporations pushing the universities and the monster Pharma industry to write papers to approve medicine that has been weakening the people internally to create drug zombies .Well,the food companies in cahoots with our government to regulate everything that they can profit from. Well, folks ,the country breakfast I still eat proves to me that the old fashioned ways of eating breakfasts are still applicable in the country.Do not trust the food companies folks ,they are out to destroy your health and make a bundle many of their ingredients are carcinogenic and they won’t kill you in the short term but you will develop disease in the long run. Go out and do your research folks ,I have done mine.Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[lijanaa]

gif my creation…

[sergioguymanproust]

Got to say Lijana love your work ,great inspiration for those in the visual market .We need more people like you to turn the darkness around.Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[universeofchaos]

[volodiunacapinera]

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[allthingsnicetoeat]

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[sergioguymanproust]

Los tres amigos ,or is it ,Las tres amigas? Ha!This is no Pepsi or Coke test folks.This is the Beer test ,more like how many fingers can you see?Before sailing into the proverbial Pacific Ocean Sunset.Well ,these days is more of a global beer agenda.The Caribbean, the old and cool Mediterranean coast and the rest.Well, we already know what beer does to our bodies and millions love it indeed.Although it blurs our minds and eyes, slurs our speech and makes our run to the fountain of toilet , a frequent visit. Well,there you go.Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[rbeeme]

[sergioguymanproust]

Some occupations are slowly vanishing from the land of plenty, each year cattle ranchers are being replaced by drones, helicopters,satellite tracking of cattle on the ground,and cheap labor to process the herd and other livestock that end up in meat packing facilities and distributed around the country. Yes,folks it is now a billionaire’s dream businessman like Gates to have us the people eating artificial meat,and fried crickets ,while they consume real meat.Nobody said that America was the land of fairness,and equality ,that used to be the narrative that our government run with the help of Hollywood,the Pentagon and the secret societies that are located all over the States. Yes, folks we have known for years the plight of the American farmer ,the cattle ranchers and the meat industry ,and how the government and the big corporations lobbyists lawyers have been bleeding and viciously dismantling the cattle business,selling it to big corporations piece by piece or should we say pound by pound. But we already know how the cycles on this planet work.The Sun has already sunk in the cowboy’s horizon and their families.The biggest land owners are billionaires these days ,men who only care about profits and the Ai mechanization of all food production.The iconic cowboy a romantic view slowly riding into the sun.Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[mariabeatrizmalta]

[sergioguymanproust]

The American nomads like all American traditions begun out in the East and ended up in the West .This where the American Dream had a start .The depression, and the survival instinct kicking in ,I do wonder if they made it, c this is one side of the American lifestyle that we rarely saw. This reality still exists tucked away in time running a loophole that some of us secretly run whenever we feel depressed and ready to hit the road again. I have done my share of burning tires and eating straight from a tuna can, and some ketchup squirting and roasting some delicious marshmallows ,while Willie Nelson kept on singing that sticky tune “On the Road Again "

in one of my past lives .I’m almost certain that some of you have gone the same way I have and feel that nostalgic echo deep within your skull. Well,this vignette is indeed a long one a special memento written to remind you of our struggle in the land of Liberty. That’s what it used to be called back in the countryside ,and still is in some hollers, way down south,where some cryptids such as the Loup-Garou ,pointy hats witches,and the Skunk-Ape still roams the swamps. Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[mariabeatrizmalta]

[sergioguymanproust]

The American nomads like all American traditions begun out in the East and ended up in the West .This where the American Dream had a start .The depression, and the survival instinct kicking in ,I do wonder if they made it, c this is one side of the American lifestyle that we rarely saw. This reality still exists tucked away in time running a loophole that some of us secretly run whenever we feel depressed and ready to hit the road again. I have done my share of burning tires and eating straight from a tuna can, and some ketchup squirting and roasting some delicious marshmallows ,while Willie Nelson kept on singing that sticky tune “On the Road Again "

in one of my past lives .I’m almost certain that some of you have gone the same way I have and feel that nostalgic echo deep within your skull. Well,this vignette is indeed a long one a special memento written to remind you of our struggle in the land of Liberty. That’s what it used to be called back in the countryside ,and still is in some hollers, way down south,where some cryptids such as the Loup-Garou ,pointy hats witches,and the Skunk-Ape still roams the swamps. Words by Sergio GuymanProust.

[mariabeatrizmalta]

[sergioguymanproust]

The American nomads like all American traditions begun out in the East and ended up in the West .This where the American Dream had a start .The depression, and the survival instinct kicking in ,I do wonder if they made it, c this is one side of the American lifestyle that we rarely saw. This reality still exists tucked away in time running a loophole that some of us secretly run whenever we feel depressed and ready to hit the road again. I have done my share of burning tires and eating straight from a tuna can, and some ketchup squirting and roasting some delicious marshmallows ,while Willie Nelson kept on singing that sticky tune “On the Road Again "

in one of my past lives .I’m almost certain that some of you have gone the same way I have and feel that nostalgic echo deep within your skull. Well,this vignette is indeed a long one a special memento written to remind you of our struggle in the land of Liberty. That’s what it used to be called back in the countryside ,and still is in some hollers, way down south,where some cryptids such as the Loup-Garou ,pointy hats witches,and the Skunk-Ape still roams the swamps. Words by Sergio GuymanProust.