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A Silent Vigil in a village country
church graveyard on Remembrance Day.
UNLIKE OTHER YEARS WE DID NOT ATTEND THE
CHURCH SERVICE BUT IN THE SOLITUDE OF
THE RESTING PLACE OF A NUMBER OF THOSE
WHO GAVE THEIR LIVES FOR THEIR COUNTRY.
Instead we were seated on a bench to
honour the Warwickshire Soldier fixed
close to the cloister of the church
where we were able to contemplate what
had happened to our country over the
past decades with the lives lost and our
hopes to recover our lost FREEDOM and
NATION STATE in the years ahead.
When later members of congregation
attended a service in the graveyard to
remember those who were buried there and
who had died for their country in TWO
WORLD WARS which was followed by the
NATIONAL ANTHEM.
God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen
God save the Queen.
Send her victorious happy and glorious
Long may she reign over us;
God save the Queen!
They choicest gifts in store
on her to pleased to pour
long may she reign; may she defend our
laws'
and ever give us cause
to sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen!
What is so different from last
Remembrance Day in 2007?
THE QUEEN HAD NOT then SIGNED the TREATY
of SLAVERY as in JUNE 2008 of the ENGLISH
PEOPLE in a LISBON TREATY.
The underlined text above is now
unmeaning as our SOVEREIGN is no longer
our SOVEREIGN with the signing of the
TREATY of LISBON. In fact she has not
been so in the technical sense since she
signed the MAASTRICHT TREATY in 1992.
WE ASK THE QUESTION-WHY HAVE MILLIONS
DIED TO SAVE OUR CONSTITUTION AND
COUNTRY WHEN IT HAS BEEN HANDED OVER TO
A GERMAN LED EUROPEAN UNION
WHAT NAPOLEON, BISMARCK AND HITLER
FAILED TO DO IN THEIR AMBITION FOR A
EUROPEAN DICTATORSHIP HAS BEEN
ACCOMPLISHED WITH THE CONNIVANCE OF OUR
QUEEN AND HER TRAITOROUS MINISTERS SINCE
1972.
BY ALL MEANS WE SHOULD REMEMBER THOSE
WHO LOST THEIR LIVES IN THE DEFENCE OF
THEIR COUNTRY BUT WE SHOULD NOT CONDONE
WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO OUR FREEDOM AND
NATION STATE WITH THE FULL CONSENT OF
OUR QUEEN
OUR HOUSE OF COMMONS
OUR HOUSE OF LORDS.
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A
MEMORIAL
'
How sleep the brave who sink to rest
By all
their country's wishes blest
When
Spring, with dewy fingers cold,
Returns to deck their hallowed mould,
She
there shall dress a sweeter sod
Than
Fancy's feet have ever trod. '
'
By fairy hands their knell is rung,
By
forms unseen their dirge is sung;
There
Honour comes, a pilgrim gray,
To
bless the turf that wraps their clay'
And
FREEDOM shall a while repair. To dwell,
a weeping hermit, there!'
William Collins (1747)
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Almost
1700 years ago a Greek rhet. and
philosopher wrote the following words
which in the closing months of WORLD WAR
I were instanced to be appropriate to
the time. With a new president of the
USA to be installed in January 2009 we
believe the message of FREEDOM and
DEMOCRACY needs to be echoed yet again
and it will no doubt see the light of
day many more times in the future.
' It remains [ he says] 'to
clear up, my dear Terentianus, a
question which a certain philosopher'
has recently mooted. I
wonder, 'he says. 'as no doubt do
many others, how it happens that in our
own time there are men who have the gift
of persuasion to the utmost extent, and
are well fitted for public life, and are
keen and ready, and particularly rich in
all the CHARMS OF LANGUAGE
[As with in our own time. Blair-
Brown - Bush ,with Cameron
standing by while an ILLEGAL WAR was
prosecuted on an INNOCENT PEOPLE and a
MISSION IMPOSSIBLE in AFGHANISTAN which
has a PUPPET GOVERNMENT which only RULES
in its immediate vicinity. THE MoD
has been challenged for many years to
supply our troops with the necessary
equipment and support , and
reinforcement , but for all their past
and present promises THEY HAVE DISMALLY
FAILED.]
'yet
there no longer arise really lofty and
transcendent natures unless it be quite
peradventure. So great and
world-wide a dearth of high utterance
attends our age. Can it be,' he
continued,' we are to accept the common
cant that democracy is the nursing
genius, and that great men of letters
flouriash and die with it?
For freedom, they say, has the power to
cherish and encourage magnanimous minds,
and with it is disseminated eagar mutual
rivalry and the emulous thirst to excel.
Moreover, by the prizes open under
a popular government, the mental
faculties of orators are perpetually
practiced and whetted, [SPIN
DOCTORS]
and as it were, rubbed bright, so that
they shine free as the state itself.
Whereas to -day,' he went on,' we seem
to have learnt as an infant -lesson that
SERVITUDE IS THE LAW OF LIFE;
[As in 2008 when the
'Rights and Liberties' of Englishmen
have been usurped in order that they are
to be subserviant to a Foreign
DICTATORSHIP]
Longinus continues: being
all wrapped, while our thoughts are yet
young and tender, in observances and
customs as in swaddling cloths, bound
without access to that fairest and most
fertile source of man's speech (I mean
FREEDOM) so that we are turned out in no
other guise than that of servile
flatterers. And SERVITUDE (it has
been well said) though it be even
righteous, is the CAGE of the SOUL and a
PUBLIC-PRISON HOUSE.
[This fits our 'BIG
BROTHER' internment in Britain in 2008
with loss of FREEDOM OF SPEECH and
EXPRESSION and of a FREE PRESS which has
since the TREATY of ROME in 1973 left it
possibly TOO LATE! to MAKE A STAND?]
Longinous further continues :
But I answered him thus. - 'It is
easy, my good sir, and charistic of
human nature to gird at the age in which
one lives. Yet consider whether it
may not be true that it is less the
WORLD'S PEACE that ruins noble nature
than THIS WAR illimitable which holds
our aspirations in its fist, and
occupies our age with passions as with
troops that utterly plunder and harry
it. THE LOVE OF MONEY [GREED],
and love of pleasure ENSLAVE US, or
rather, as one may say, DROWN US BODY
AND SOUL in their DEPTHS.
For vast and unchecked WEALTH marches
with lust of pleasure for comrade, and
when one opens the gate of house or
city, the other at once enters and
abides. And in time these two
build nests in the hearts of men, and
quickly rear a progeny only too
legitimate: and the RUIN within MAN is
gradually consummated as the sublimities
of his soul wither away and fade, and in
ecstatic contemplation of our mortal
parts we omit to exalt, and come to
NEGLECT in nonchalance, THAT WITHIN US
WHICH IS IMMORTAL.'
Dionysius Longinus (213-273 A.D.)
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*The words of
his mouth were smoother than butter, but
war was in his heart: his words
were softer than oil, yet were they
drawn swords -OT Psalms 1v, 11.
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They have sown the
wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind
--O.T., Hosea viii,7
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For
the millions of patriots in our country
who have no voice in their PARLIAMENT
For my thoughts are
not your thoughts, neither are your ways
my ways.- O.T.,Isaiah, lv, 8
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NOVEMBER 9-2008
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