August 4, 2005 journal, an uninvited house guest on its 50th anniversary plus of spreading poison propaganda for kids to grow by creating enormous anxieties and dividing families. A cute little backdoor message comes to me which I wish to pass on and its called the TV.

From Joel Kirklin "A few months before I was born, my dad met a stranger who was new

to our small Tennessee town. From the beginning, dad was fascinated with the newcomer, and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was a round to welcome me into the world a few months later. As I grew up, I never questioned the strangers place in my family. In my young mind, he has a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: my mom taught me the word of God and dad taught me to obey it but the stranger? He was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies. If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the facts about the past, understood the present. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The stranger never stopped talking, but dad didn't seem to mind. Sometimes Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, she would go to her room and read her books. (I now wonder if she ever had prayed for the stranger to leave). Dad ruled our house with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home ... not from us, or our friends or our visitors. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mom blush. My dad was a teetotaler who did not permit alcohol in our home, not even for cooking, but the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talked much too freely about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive and generally embarrassing. I now know that my early concepts about relation-ships were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was solemn rebuked ... and never asked to leave. Still, more than 50 years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family. He has blended right in and he is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first. Still, if you were to walk into my parents den today, you would still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures. His name? We just call him TV." When will people wake up and discard this evil tool of propaganda and the vice of Satan dominating and occupying space in our homes. Be ye sanctified, be ye holy. This is the 50 years of America's decline. There’s more to Hollywood than meets the eye, it’s Satans pit.

We are now on a roller coaster going down at a rapid pace and who should be surprised.

There are many wrongs and very few rights, everything about government is corrupt. The imminent domain issue has come to the forefront now. Actually, the government has been taking people's property for a long time under different procedures. County taxes will be the most oppressive tax of all. You may think you on a home but they will raise your taxes until you cannot pay them any longer. The powerful school board noneducational institut-ion along with the powerful medical industry selling sickness as opposed to wellness. The awful City, County and State governments, the powerful law-enforcement industry, the powerful propaganda industry, war department and many more agencies of this govern-ment operating as one body serving Satan and appeasing the voters and casting their spell to hypnotize those that pose a threat through intelligence and ignore the rest. We are the secret mystery Babylon, we are revived Rome, we are the New World Order, why God?