|Posted by phfobric on March 30, 2011 at 6:49 PM||comments (0)|
"Take a .45 and splatter my brains on the wall".
Once again my gun NON-gun-ownership saved this blogger (actually the FIRST blogger, in '02 with November Charlie, but it was called Frank's Space, er, uh, yes, years before "MySpace") from doing something terminal in it's finality. Reality Blogging I'm going to call it. You heard it here FIRST! Or is it a redundancy?
Been doing this my whole diaphonous musical "career"; providing ideas to other artists through the aegis of Collective Soul. Not the band of the same conceptualization, but the realm in which our thoughts live, together. Yes, there is a realm of ideation we share, just as viable if not more so, than the astral and gross realms
Lately, Lady Gaga's "I Was Born This Way", is culled from "You made me this way". I mean God did, Stephanie blames, but only in so many words. My impulse is to deflect any credit back to Him. He listens. Everyone that talks to Him will tell you He responds usually in a subtle confirmation; a gentle breeze, a breath-taking sight, identifying, consciously perceiving pure Love in your heart.
"I Was Born This Way", is God made me this way.. See. Artistic license. Nothing but positivity coursing through.
Consider your self BLOGGED!!!!
|Posted by phfobric on March 5, 2011 at 6:43 PM||comments (0)|
It can be argued that Rome fell because of the lead poisoning in their water. The engineers of the time used lead, molten, poured into molds to connect the viaducts together. So the Barbarians over ran Rome because the populace was becoming brain dead. Rome fell hard.
Our bodies are at their quantum finest, particles, atoms, molecules in an intelligent soup, held together by quantum forces. Magnetism. Electromagnetism.
I am not convinced that cell phones, wi fi, satellite communications (THOUSANDS in orbit NORAD tracking every one) aren't affecting the atoms that hold things together. Atmospheric ionic experimentation. HAARP comes to mind and probably tons of militaristic meddling on the side, going on for years may be compromising the valence cells of the atoms within everything. Literally everything flies apart.
Some minds have conjectured that they already are flying apart, but it's happening in a way that things are expanding together, so you can't "tell". Weird, isn't it.
Third day in a row. Thanks for reading. Tell a friend.
|Posted by phfobric on March 3, 2011 at 3:59 PM||comments (1)|
We payin' so now we playin'. We're gonna be in the house of WEB a long time. As soon as phfobe figures out how to dot I's and cross T's all the holes will be patched and weez be broadcasting again, cross the ether...I sent Oliver, AND THE MAD CAT notices, memos about the revitilization of THE SITE, so I 'spect they'll be chiming in any time now with their own "takes" of the regularity of the phfobe-site all of a sudden.
We have to re-erect (watch it,now!) the transmission antennae, so we can broadcast from Bithlo Tower, again. The chinese take-out is still using our satallite dish as a wok until we get the power transformers (soon!!). You aughta see how much stir-fry they get in there, round-eye!
phfobe will try a blog everyday. So, you can expect some mindless babble every once in a while...okeh, ALL THE TIME!!!
If you found us again by accident or GOOGLE (phfobe occupies the entire first page. Pert near, y'all!) We're glad youz back. I can't come up with the crazy shit all the time, so you never know who is going to drop us a line to fill in the gaps between me ears!! HA
WE ARE PRAYING FOR YOU, PAT
|Posted by phfobric on March 1, 2011 at 4:46 PM||comments (0)|
Yeah, we finally crawled out of our hole and broadcasting again from Bithlo Towers, east o' Wedgefield/Rocket City. We finally paid our bill and they turned the lights back on. So, whaddayallbindoin??? We've been riding a veritable mental roller coaster of emotion, baby.
Huge kudos and obesciences unto the feet of Brother Mike Logan, who has brought us all back from the fire of degredation and malice of forethought, allowing us to spend some of our nights on the stage in front of all you good people who meet regularly at the Tin House Ranch, again do for Mike's 60th bash the 5th, this Saturday. phfobe not scheduled to appear will be in the house nontheless. supporting our Sisters and Bretheren preforming on stage. We supports them irregardlessly.
phfobe has been growing since we last interfaced, not only TinHousin' it, but benefiting and just getting it out there. Times are a little tough, no less on us, so it put a hitch in our get along. But we are getting out and we will be in a 'hood near yours, so pay attention, we're B-A-C-K....
|Posted by phfobric on February 15, 2010 at 6:54 AM||comments (0)|
|Posted by phfobric on January 19, 2010 at 8:37 PM||comments (0)|
My PC is still toast, and I'm day gigging agin (an answer to a supplication to you-know-who). Honest work brings you good karma because you're in a servitude mode which the Masters say is a path to liberation. Whatever He places before me becomes my Dharma (duty). I left a Pell Grant (it's still good), and some to-the-good tax things (incl. '09) laying on the table, and that's a sin, squandering the gifts of God. Remember that, kids I'll get a round tuit
So alot of shit has been going on, a percursor for 2012. I've been Painting and talking with Al Brody, a mastersmind, albeit (pun-intended) an unassuming, humbled, one. I believe most people our age (well. I don't look or feel it, but I'm double-nickels now) talk about and still wonder about this stuff; the cosmic drama that unfolds before our eyes, the reality show of documented verities that ARE INESCAPABLE, and, yet, they hold no priority in our day to day lives, at all.
Although, this cosmic Whatever is unfathomable, we pitch and moan when contrivances, the puniest of things, don't go our way. God and his ADMINISTRATORS must be busy, and they deserve our patience. His time, remember.....Haiti, Baby-killing mothers, constant War somewhere, somewhen...
and that's just Earth, climate imbalances.
An infinite vault "no beginning in time, no ending in time, no outer edges in space". IS HOME. This is where we live, Pity those without a capacity to "let go" of what you know.
scares the shit out pf me
ps missed y'all. The pc-thing you know.
|Posted by phfobric on January 3, 2010 at 9:15 PM||comments (0)|
The router/server for Phfobricopeia, Inc came crashing, thunderessly down over the holidays, putting to an early end to our sharing the holidays over a nice warm Yule Blog <he he>.
The entire 17 floors are being routed through my daughter's laptop, so it's taken time for the entire building to "come back up". Here we still are. I'd sum up the holidays, but it's time has past until it comes back, renewed, in '010.
Plans for phfobe include MORE appearances, MORE video projects, MORE FullSail recording sessions, MORE blogs!!
m o r e p h f o b e
|Posted by phfobric on December 18, 2009 at 10:07 AM||comments (0)|
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE!! phfōbe starts off the Stocking Stuffer Night at Little Fish Huge Pond at 9 (nine) o'clock, THIS SATURDAY, the 19th (nineteenth). Please google their site for directions, but LFHP is one of MANY clubs on the Sanford Riverside, so be prepared for a full night of Holiday Making Merry!! phfōbe needs the exposure, so come out for a full dose of the music that defies current classifications.
Come see for yourself, and bring your significant other(s).
the one the only frss phfobric, in the face!
|Posted by phfobric on December 8, 2009 at 11:46 PM||comments (0)|
From: "frss phfobric" <[email protected]>
You don't have to forward this, or anything. I see a few of these every year.
This one is one of the good ones! "What Jesus might say!" In the modern way you could say this Kicks Ass! Definitely puts the Ass back in Christm-ass. God IS great!
God Bless You and a Merry Christmas to you all!
"He who can stand unshaken, amidst the crash of breaking worlds" - ancient Hindu text
Many Hindus celebrate Christmas in honor of Saint Isiss, a Saint who traveled and performed miracles in India, during the time of the Biblical "void" in Christ's personal history. Look it up. You will be surprised!
--- On Tue, 12/8/09, Suzi <[email protected]> wrote:
From: Suzi <[email protected]>
Subject: Jesus' Christmas Wish List
Date: Tuesday, December 8, 2009, 8:52 PM
Subject: Jesus' Christmas Wish List
Letter from Jesus about Christmas --
t has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are
taking My name out of the season.
How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most
easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children
of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to
celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER.
Now, having said that let Me go on. If it bothers you that the town in
which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get
rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene
on your own front lawn If all My followers did that there wouldn't be
any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be
many of them all around town.
Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday
tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. You can
remember Me anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you
wish: I actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am
in relation to you and what each of our tasks were. If you have
forgotten that one, look up John 15: 1 - 8.
If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth here is my
wish list. Choose something from it:
1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday
is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away
from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I
know, they tell Me all the time.
2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them
personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.
3. Instead of writing the President complaining about the wording on
the cards his staff sent out this year, why don't you write and tell
him that you'll be praying for him and his family this year. Then
follow up... It will be nice hearing from you again.
4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford and
they don't need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My birth,
and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and
remind them that I love them.
5 Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her.
6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their
own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since
you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm
smile; it could make the difference.
7. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls
the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a
warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren't allowed to wish you a
"Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one. Then
stop shopping there on Sunday. If the store didn't make so much money
on that day they'd close and let their employees spend the day at home
with their families
8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary--
especially one who takes My love and Good News to those who have never
heard My name.
9. Here's a good one. There are individuals and whole families in your
town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree, but neither will they
have any presents to give or receive. If you don't know them, buy some
food and a few gifts and give them to the Salvation Army or some other
charity which believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you.
10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and
loyalty to Me, then behave like a Christian. Don't do things in secret
that you wouldn't do in My presence. Let people know by your actions
that you are one of mine.
Don't forget; I am God and can take care of Myself. Just love Me and do
what I have told you to do. I'll take care of all the rest.
Check out the list above and get to work; time is short. I'll help you, but the ball is now in your court.
And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember :
I LOVE YOU,
jesus the Christ
|Posted by phfobric on November 25, 2009 at 7:55 AM||comments (0)|
I talked to Mora, the Little Fish HUGE Pond CEO, and I say "THROW EVERYTHING OUT! SHE WANTS TO BOOK THE GRATEST SHOW!" (uh, that would be THE CRITICAL MASS AND THE PHFOBE) not all busted up like before Mora knew who she was dealing wit! So stop the presses. Mora has changed it all. Can't wait to see how it all comes out...
No there is no date set, but I bet it'll be one of those other nights, already mentioned, ya think?