tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post7843143763073984402..comments2024-02-24T11:50:55.413-08:00Comments on Lydia Cornell: LOVE, LUST, MIRACLES AND MAGICFans and Friends of Lydia Cornellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01512357844572930333noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-53392484501528440652013-08-27T07:38:25.658-07:002013-08-27T07:38:25.658-07:00I'm not sure "Thank You" constitutes...I'm not sure "Thank You" constitutes a question there penislips.....but then again you never were much in the way of articulation. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-57780563968935429032013-08-25T13:17:15.699-07:002013-08-25T13:17:15.699-07:00Yes Worfy?Yes Worfy?IrOnY RaGeDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15415495177472751193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-33004857443188095312013-08-21T16:18:36.482-07:002013-08-21T16:18:36.482-07:00Thank you Johnny Doo Doo.Thank you Johnny Doo Doo.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-49064139144550478552013-07-25T14:15:26.486-07:002013-07-25T14:15:26.486-07:00Ahhhhhhhhhh.......yes,the ever popular bright ligh...Ahhhhhhhhhh.......yes,the ever popular bright light!I believe it is associated with the right part of the brain. Of course many people believe that this magnificent light, and the accompanying dreams thereafter,is a sign from our confused and imperfect God! Johnnymoomoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01348728603036370958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-2208905918723787882013-07-25T08:25:19.800-07:002013-07-25T08:25:19.800-07:00Try reading "Journeys out of the body" b...Try reading "Journeys out of the body" by Robert Monroe.<br />Excellent book on the subject. <br /><br />Anything by Edgar Cayce is good too.IrOnY RaGeDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15415495177472751193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-1617832919459255912013-07-24T23:54:52.376-07:002013-07-24T23:54:52.376-07:00Thanks Johnnymoomoo for responding. I was never a ...Thanks Johnnymoomoo for responding. I was never a believer in miracles or anything supernatural. I scoffed at people who claim to have had strange experiences. Have you done much studying of NDE (Near Death Experiences)? Do you think that everything we now know about death is all that will ever be known? The universe is remarkably complex also and the things we now know about the universe, hundreds of years ago would have been thought of as a fantasy or maybe an illusion.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14063760983218352252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-61385761694667257492013-07-24T15:03:41.276-07:002013-07-24T15:03:41.276-07:00"Here comes Worfy Boo Hoo"
LOL!!
: D..."Here comes Worfy Boo Hoo" <br /><br />LOL!! <br /><br />: DJohnnymoomoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01348728603036370958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-82704464836312230602013-07-24T15:02:12.648-07:002013-07-24T15:02:12.648-07:00The brain is remarkably complex Dan..................The brain is remarkably complex Dan.................its truly astounding what illusions it can construct/generate!! <br /><br />I personally like the woman who was on the Howard Stern show recently; she died at the hospital and was revived by doctors.While dead,she claims to have met our narcissistic God...............He told her to write a book and leave out certain parts of their meeting...........LOL!!Johnnymoomoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01348728603036370958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-78947336091927987882013-07-23T23:52:56.466-07:002013-07-23T23:52:56.466-07:00Loved this article even though the science was a b...Loved this article even though the science was a bit over my head at times. Are there really miracles? For most of my life I would have said "No'. All that changed less than two years ago. I suffered a head injury in 2000 which left me with a chemical imbalance. Terrible depression and headaches, were my life for years. The only thing that kept me going was the love of my life Judi. So when Judi told me she had Cancer my life hit rock bottom. For the first time in forty years I got on my knees and prayed. I prayed for God to do with me as he wished... he could take me or make me suffer, as long as Judi survived and got better. Well she did survive the radiation and chemo. She got better and better and I got worse. It was now time to keep my end of the bargain. I held her that last time knowing it WOULD be the last and left for the desert. I set up camp in the middle of nowhere and prepared myself for my final journey. There's a peacefulness knowing the end is near. It.s actually a pleasant feeling knowing you'll never again have to deal with problems and worries. I starved myself to the point of falling into a diabetic coma (I discovered I was diabetic almost a year earlier). I remember the night my blood sugar was two points away from death, I was disoriented and sick and figured it was my last night. But a funny thing happened in the middle of the night. I had a dream of my father (he had passed away about five years earlier). He told me to find a doorway and walk through. I woke up in the morning and I had never felt better in my life. My depression was gone, after twelve years of living in a dark bottomless hole I felt as though my soul had been cleansed. I was totally clear headed and so much energy that I had to get up and walk. Oh yeah, that morning was Dec. 25, Christmas Day. The next two weeks we're the greatest of my life. I had forgotten what it was like to feel joy. I ate five sandwiches that day, my stomach ached a bit but I felt good. I never did look for the doorway cause I figured it was a dream and I've never believed in dreams and such.<br />Jan. 9th, while hiking in the desert I was shot in .the chest. Rednecks driving in the desert were shooting out of their truck window. I was lying on the ground bleeding from my chest when I realized this is it, my end of the bargain was due. But why save me from death just two weeks earlier to have my die now. There I was trapped in the desert alone and dying. I sat beneath a large tree and looked at the gorgeous view and waited to die. I have told only four friends this story cause it's so crazy what happened next that I know people won't believe me, but I swear I heard a voice that said "Get up Daniel". What happened next is so horrible I have trouble talking or even thinking about it. I went to bed that night and when I woke up there was a light coming in through the opening of the cave? When I stepped through the opening I saw mountains all around. I was high on a mountain yet felt no cold. What I DID feel was love, love just surrounded me. It was so peaceful, It felt like pure joy. When you are on the other side all of life's questions are answered, the meaning of life, why are we here, what does it all mean. But you can bring all that information back with you because that's why we're here, to discover life's mysteries in our lifetime. I'm leaving out details here cause I have trouble believing them myself. But when I woke up, almost 48 hours had passed. I convinced myself that it was a dream. I kept thinking that until last Sept. 10, 2012 when Judi was shot and killed by her ex husband. I have felt guilty ever since because I backed out on my deal with God. I was suppose to die so Judi could go on living. I had two chances and I didn't fulfil my end of the bargain. I am still depression free even though I miss Judi every day. I am not afraid of death because it's beautiful on the other side. Thank you and maybe this will help someone to not be scared of the unknown.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14063760983218352252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-47419097707686143802013-07-23T14:47:02.896-07:002013-07-23T14:47:02.896-07:00Check out our LIVE CRAZY SHOW from last night on t...Check out our LIVE CRAZY SHOW from last night on the new blog thread .... Luv xoxoFans and Friends of Lydia Cornellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01512357844572930333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-53683704089759293642013-07-22T20:59:01.555-07:002013-07-22T20:59:01.555-07:00...you're your only reader....you're your only reader.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-57897333683526823812013-07-22T20:58:40.725-07:002013-07-22T20:58:40.725-07:00What's that blog of yours called again? You kn...What's that blog of yours called again? You know, the one you started to hear yourself talk?...oh yea...the "Ruffian" blog, lol.<br /><br />You're your most avid reader. <br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-51256160480357961032013-07-22T20:56:10.875-07:002013-07-22T20:56:10.875-07:00..you must have me confused with one of your sock .....you must have me confused with one of your sock puppet pop-up-weasels, <br /><br />:|<br /><br />...you know,..the only ones who give a rats ass about what you think.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-51823651341381362232013-07-22T20:50:27.608-07:002013-07-22T20:50:27.608-07:00And who gives a crap what you live with, dolt-tron...And who gives a crap what you live with, dolt-tron?<br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-60501583964203674712013-07-22T20:49:06.582-07:002013-07-22T20:49:06.582-07:00You three should really stop talking to yourself.You three should really stop talking to yourself.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-13889018751507108982013-07-22T19:47:17.755-07:002013-07-22T19:47:17.755-07:00Oh well, I guess I'll learn to live with it......Oh well, I guess I'll learn to live with it...IrOnY RaGeDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15415495177472751193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-87460946377688858662013-07-22T19:42:07.034-07:002013-07-22T19:42:07.034-07:00Where ever shall I go, what ever shall I do?Where ever shall I go, what ever shall I do?IrOnY RaGeDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15415495177472751193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-22946094593373589582013-07-22T19:40:10.334-07:002013-07-22T19:40:10.334-07:00Wow, Worfy doesn't like me?Wow, Worfy doesn't like me?<br /><br />IrOnY RaGeDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15415495177472751193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-30210786138541272252013-07-22T06:58:33.207-07:002013-07-22T06:58:33.207-07:00Its amazing the losers in this world, who's fo...Its amazing the losers in this world, who's focus like poor rusty here is always to incite hate, spite, nasty, petty bile and hurt. <br /><br />To be such a low, dark, disturbed loser that your only purpose, your only action is to try to spread your misery, to others. <br /><br />Voltron, Rusty, Johnny, all the same. Sad little men, with nothing of worth to offer anyone, including themselves. <br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9102706.post-80792471788052742512013-07-20T23:52:04.015-07:002013-07-20T23:52:04.015-07:00a lovely creed to go by lydia my belle..."ly...a lovely creed to go by lydia my belle..."lydia the tattooed lady!" <br /> -monk johanan (joannis)joannishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02313479959447420783noreply@blogger.com