Posts by Anthony Fowler83

They told me they couldn't process my transfer because JPMorgan Chase basically brushed me off, claiming they couldn't verify my account number.
I’ve been scouring the JPMorgan Chase website, and honestly, it’s a mess; looks like I’ll have to actually trek down to a local branch (maybe somewhere near 19 miles), grab the number in person, and just sit there in line...🙂

After spending a good couple of hours wading through the bank's endless online explanations, I decided to check back on the forums. And what do I find?!

An IBAN CALCULATOR.
That number isn't some mystery; it’s calculated mathematically using the exact same formula everywhere in the world.
I plugged my details into three different calculators just to be sure: everything checks out perfectly.

WHY ARE THEY TURNING PEOPLE AWAY AT THE COUNTER😠? It's not rocket science—anyone could calculate this with a basic calculator! What is their deal?!
Why do they host these massive, confusing pages about this "mysterious" number on their own websites instead of just pointing us toward a simple calculator?

WHY are they like this?

Look, I’m going to explain this in pretty layman's terms—and hey, maybe some of you already know this, but bear with me: lately, all I hear is people venting their frustrations at the government because they find out the state has somehow staked a claim on their property without them ever being notified.
From what I've gathered firsthand, it usually goes down like this: the person listed as the deed holder passes away. But since, let's be honest, it’s often been the son, the son-in-law, or the grandson actually working the land for years while the "owner" just holds the title, the family just keeps farming it like nothing changed.
Then, eventually, someone decides to apply for an SBA loan, go after a USDA grant, or maybe just try to sell the place—only to look at the county records and see this absolute mess.

And what do they tell you? "Don't worry about it, the state just filed some paperwork unnecessarily; just keep farming the land and maybe in 30 years—or some other absurdly long timeframe—you can re-register it."

The real kicker is that nobody ever called them, sent a notice, or even issued a warning. After the original owner dies, the heir is technically supposed to remember to settle the estate and get the title transferred. But when everyone is living under one roof and things are just "fine," almost nobody thinks to deal with the legalities.

...and honestly, who is actually going to remember to fix this in exactly 30 years?

Now, full disclosure: I’m not a lawyer, and I don't know the nuances of the legal code. I'm mostly wondering when the government is finally going to stop claiming a fractional interest in our land. Ever since my great-grandmother passed, we never formally went through the probate process to transfer everything. Then again, who knows what the laws will look like by then...

Does anyone here have the expertise to weigh in on this?

Honestly, I think heavy clay soil is actually the absolute best kind of earth you can have!!! The thing is, this clay (the stuff I'm working with) is incredibly nutrient-dense, it just lacks any actual air. So, my advice to anyone else who wants to—like I do—plant directly into clay is to mix it with some sand (which, unfortunately, I don't have on hand) just to loosen it up and get some oxygen in there. You're lucky if you've got good soil!

2. Back when I first moved out to the country three years ago, I spent ages pouring over books to figure out which plants actually like each other and which ones hate each other. But now, having actually gotten my hands dirty, I mostly just go by instinct. It’s all about balance. Onions next to carrots—they protect one another from pests. Lettuce shields radishes from flea beetles, marigolds guard apples from earwigs... and I make sure to scatter a bit of sage, wormwood, or mint everywhere to keep the bugs at bay. I always leave a little patch of stinging nettles where they grow naturally, though just a tiny bit: they act as a stimulant for everything else. Certain things just don't mix; beans and onions are enemies, and beets won't stand being near leeks or potatoes. I've even been hunting for some oilseed rape to plant around my apple trees; I read somewhere that the oil evaporation alone works similarly to spraying the trees with red oil. Also, after my first encounter with a toad in the garden last year—which effectively dealt with those nasty slugs and other creeps—I'm expecting quite a few more this season.
I could suggest a book for you:
DARKO ZNAOR: ORGANIC FARMING—you could just photocopy pages 300-302, or check out the section on Monsanto-style methods in the garden: 298-299. There's tons of info like that in various organic gardening manuals. I'd suggest heading down to a Whole Foods (if they still carry them) to grab a Moon planting calendar for 2009; you can probably find one online too, and they are packed with gardening wonders!
If you're feeling more philosophical, try looking for that book by those two Englishmen: THE SECRET LIFE OF THE SOIL, or something like that, published by UNESCO. You should be able to find it in libraries—I actually spotted it on a shelf the other day at the local library near the old Labor Party headquarters—but I decided to borrow Steiner's small agriculture course instead.

How is everything coming along?
I just love helping enthusiasts (the kind of obsessive type I am).
Even though I'm a recent transplant from the city, and I refuse to touch any chemical poisons (I much prefer making my own smelly nettle stews and similar concoctions), my yields have actually been a hit with the neighbors. They've lived here for generations, true farmers, and yet even they come to me asking for "book advice" because they can see that what I'm doing actually works.

strawberries: it all comes down to WHERE you’re planting—if the soil hasn't been worked for years, say out in some remote part of Montana where nothing has been touched, they’ll grow like crazy with almost zero "chemicals." But if you're on land that's been farmed to death? You're going to be fighting an uphill battle with pesticides just to see anything at all...
I happened to overhear some local strawberry growers chatting...

For me, Yarrow was a lifesaver for easing my monthly cycle—that’s actually why they recommended it to me over at Estée Lauder, you should check them out. You can even post a question on their site; they have actual professionals who get back to you.
For me, taking Yarrow—especially when I’m taking quite a bit—actually makes me drowsy. I end up sleeping way more than usual. But honestly, I’d much rather sleep for three days straight than deal with being anemic all month long. It's just better that way. They also call it Hayduke herb, because it really does help slow down bleeding of all kinds, whether it's external wounds or internal issues. It truly feels like a God-given plant for that specific purpose; when someone is bleeding, the body needs to recover, which means staying still and sleeping a lot, right?

A pharmacy—yeah, good call. There are herbalists all over the place too. Personally, I chop up the whole plant, even a little bit of the root; that’s what the folks at Estée Lauder suggested. If you’re dealing with heavy bleeding along with those premenstrual cramps (which usually go hand-in-hand), a sitz bath made from Yarrow tea helps immensely. Though, if you try to buy enough herbs for that, it might get pricey—I think you need about 10 ounces for 10 liters of water to add to the tub. For the best instructions, you really ought to look for the book *Maria Treben: Health from God's Pharmacy*; any decent library should carry it. But you can find plenty of info online, too.
It seems to me that this is one of the main reasons you're feeling so wiped out. Since modern medicine tends to be purely symptomatic—treating the symptoms rather than the actual underlying cause—starting with Yarrow is a smart move. Your next step should be getting your thyroid checked. Like that girl mentioned: just ask your doctor for a blood work requisition to check your TSH and fT4 levels, and maybe a couple of other parameters too.
Have you looked up the symptoms of hypothyroidism? Because constant fatigue and heavy periods are definitely on that list...

For years, doctors kept telling me my blood pressure was too low and that I was just anemic. They tried to treat those specific things, but honestly? I still felt like absolute garbage. (Now, I’m mostly sticking to herbal remedies.)
It wasn't until I hit 42 that everything spiraled so badly they finally sent me in for a full battery of tests. Turns out, I’ve been dealing with a goiter for decades. Yeah, you heard me—an enlarged thyroid, hypothyroidism. Just Google "hypothyroidism" and look at the symptom list; see if it rings a bell. If it does, go straight to your primary care physician and demand a full thyroid panel via blood work. Once you have those results, come back and tell us. But based on what you're saying, it sounds like you're hitting the nail on the head.
(On a side note, if you’re dealing with iron deficiency because your periods are heavy, go find a field and pick some Yarrow—the whole plant, roots and all. You can brew it immediately, and save some to dry for the winter. During the first day of your cycle, boil a liter of tea and sip it throughout the day; on the following days, half a liter should do it. It worked for me instantly! I was floored—this little plant fixed things that my doctors couldn't touch for twenty years. While you're out there, grab some fresh nettle tips—the standard kind, not the stinging ones, though the fresh autumn shoots are popping up now. Toss that in the tea. It's loaded with iron, and the Vitamin C content is three times higher than a lemon. And you know as well as I do that iron needs Vitamin C to actually bind to your blood, right?)
...so, seriously, get moving! (Both to the doctor's office and to the meadow)

How long has this been going on? Did it hit you all at once out of nowhere, or has it been more of a slow, steady drain over the years? I mean, have you dealt with bouts of fatigue like this before that eventually cleared up—and if so, what actually helped?—or is this just a constant upward trend toward total exhaustion? When did you first start noticing that this was becoming a legitimate issue? And honestly, did anything specific shift in your life right around the time this started happening?

As for me, wherever I drive, I see nothing but lilacs in full bloom!!!
Head south of New York City, taking those backroads out toward the small towns near Appalachia. When I’m driving toward Springfield, I see them so thick that... just take a side road toward the NBA to the left; they’ll be right there at the edge of the woods. They are everywhere. You can find some even closer—if you start from Brooklyn near the prison and take the bypass toward Appalachia, you'll spot them even before you hit Bob. The bypass runs along the southern side. And they have to be lining the Mississippi; head from the Golden Gate Bridge toward Austria, behind the "Mayo Clinic"—past Bill Gates near the roundabout, there are plenty of roads and little paths there, and they should be growing in a prime spot!

Aha, I’ll kill them all off by cooking them... though I could just pour boiling water over them, right? They’ve been sitting in water for a day and a half now; I think I’ll go add some more sugar before freezing them. Honestly, I don't know why I'm so paranoid about giving the kids juice that hasn't been boiled or frozen properly. I mean, surely they won't get sick from blueberries???

Listen, I have this distinct memory of actually COOKING flowers (with lemons and sugar involved). I can vividly recall myself stirring them, being so careful they wouldn't boil over... In all these recipes I see, the flowers are just sitting there, maybe you boil the sugar separately. Does anyone here actually know anything about COOKING flowers???

casualtiger2 said:Anthony Fowler83
Are you speaking from first-hand experience here? Like, actually lived it?

No; but it’s the experience of a very, very good friend of mine. When it comes to spirituality, we don't deal in secrets or make-believe—we just lay it all out there. Hardly anyone believes us, honestly, except for each other, because we’re so transparent about our spiritual lives. And besides, there’s no need to invent anything when everything is already... well, quite incredible and entirely true!
So, the real-life story goes like this:
When my friend arrived for that final TM initiation, bringing flowers and other gifts for the figure in the photo (or maybe his statue, I can't quite recall), he was supposed to repeat some sort of incomprehensible oath to his initiator. Right then, he felt something invisible manifest in the room. It was buzzing—this intense humming that seemed to be clawing at his head, trying desperately to force its way in through his ears, his forehead, his nose... It felt aggressive. My friend instinctively recited a Christian prayer: "Lord, let nothing enter me that is not from You"—thinking specifically of the Christian God—and because of that, that furious buzzing kept hammering against his head, unable to break through.
The interesting part of the story is that the instructor here in the States noticed immediately that something wasn't right. But since my friend had already finished the courses and paid for this initiation, the instructor told him: "That should have been it; you should be initiated now. But I don't know why it didn't work for you; I've never seen that happen before. So, come back for the initiation a second time. You don't need to pay extra; we just want to make sure you are properly initiated."
It just goes to show, these American TM teachers really know exactly what they're doing.

I can't keep up with all these posts,
Look, if you're feeling terrified of TM, then just run the other way! It’s blindingly obvious that this isn't working for you, so why on earth would you push forward? You'll just end up paying for every single new level they introduce. Honestly—I know a guy who went all the way through the whole thing, paid every cent, and you know what happened? In the end, they promise you paradise and enlightenment, provided you kneel before some portrait of their chief god or guru—I can't recall which one specifically—and offer up sacrifices (food, flowers, whatever) and bow down to him. Then you spend your time repeating formulas for the instructor leading you, and suddenly you hear this buzzing sound... just buzzing and buzzing until it starts drilling right into your skull. It feels like it's trying to force its way inside your head.
And if it actually does get in there, well, then you're enlightened too, aren't you? Then you can just head out into the world to recruit new followers, rubbing the "scientific nature of TM" into their eyes and insisting it has absolutely nothing to do with religion. All while collecting more checks from them.

Exactly. Woo doo is just this messy cocktail of original Black rituals and Catholicism. That’s the result of conversion: they handed us a religion that is dangerously destructive (especially for people like us).
Things get incredibly blurry here when you start looking at terminology, so let me list a few points: it’s a known thing that there are malevolent spiritual beings—entities, demons, whatever you want to call them—that respond to names like Jesus and Mary and things of that sort. I wasn't aware, but of course, I take your word for it: what’s more logical than some powerful players naming their own kind after those names and then foisting them upon us whenever they feel like it? So: beware!
Whether that young man fell into woo doo out of pure curiosity or was someone else's victim, I simply don't know. I didn't ask him; honestly, I felt far too much pity for him. Just a kid from Washington, D.C., getting caught up in something like that... but then again, the world has become a global village.

I can't help but add one more thing: thank you for quoting me so I wouldn't have to. I said that Black people are DIFFERENT FROM White people; whoever suggested that one group would be BETTER than the others was just stating their own opinion! I have nothing to do with that; I am completely clean of such filth. But there it is—it inadvertently came out as a TEST OF RACISM. Whoever wrote that has racism so deeply woven into their very being that they can't even fathom that there are people among us who don't possess even a shred of it.
And once more: I DESPISE RACISTS, perhaps more than any other kind of villain.
And again:
TO ME, RACISM IS ABSOLUTE EVIL—THE ULTIMATE EVIL—THE SOURCE OF ALL EVILS THAT ARE NON-HUMAN.

Well, I step away from the forum for just a couple of days and this happens...!
casualmaker13 gave the best response, so rather than retyping it, I’ll just sign my name to it. And thank you so much, Kenneth Peterson5; everything you said is spot on, even if I wouldn't get quite this worked up over such an obvious bias. It’s unbelievable. Truly, I’m speechless.

In short, this is what any sane (mentally speaking) person would take away from what I wrote REGARDING THIS THREAD:

mistybison said:It is possible there was simply a misunderstanding. She might have just meant that for those of us in the US—not because of our race, but because we live in a completely different culture—voodoo magic doesn't quite resonate. Since that tradition originated in Africa, where most Black men live, it may simply be that people from different backgrounds shouldn't practice magic that isn't suited to their own environment and cultural conditions.

...though you see, it isn't JUST about culture; we live together yet we are still physically distinct. Before I go any further, let me just ask you: why do you think Black men dominate track and field, like sprinting, whether they are living in Europe, America, or Africa? There isn't a White man alive who can beat them there, yet you don't see that same dominance in water polo or swimming, for instance. Well, it's because we are physically different. And that isn't some fabrication of mine; for one, I truly enjoy socializing with Black men. I feel wonderful in their company—relaxed and empowered. I have many Black friends, and I work as an attaché when they visit Washington, D.C., usually during sporting events. So, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW that Black men and White men are physically different. In fact, while they compete, I am often sitting with their doctors, and they have told me: Black men have slightly different bone structures than we do; that's why they run faster, especially in sprints, because the bones in their legs are structured differently, and they are also heavier, which makes them slower in the water.
But I wasn't actually getting at that specific difference.
If my own words mean nothing to you, then take the words of someone who holds doctorates and writes books, and whom nobody accuses of being anything else:
Dr. Hanna Kroeger, from her book "nature health," right in the very first chapter (to avoid any confusion later), page 1—I'm transcribing it here:

"Eastern philosophy teaches that there are seven chakras within the human body. We can better utilize these teachings when we understand how energy centers differ for Easterners, Westerners, or indeed, Native Americans. The Western body possesses two additional chakras, while the Native American body has one extra chakra."
She then moves into describing the Eastern chakras and their balancing methods—you know the drill—then the eight chakras of the Native American, noting that the additional chakra is located in the sacrum with its opening on the back. Balance is achieved through sweat baths, circular dances, the scent of sage, and drumming.
Now, as for us:
we have 9 chakras. Goodness, it goes on forever... and our colors are different too... I can't possibly transcribe all of it right now; the book is from the library, and anyone interested can easily find it—I highly recommend it. I found it in the library and then bought it myself, and I use it to heal/balance my White family.🤷
Western methods for awakening the light centers include:
prayer
singing
action
visualization
contemplation

Then she provides some excellent exercises; honestly, find the book and try them!

And me, a racist... hahaha HAHAHA
I can't put it any other way: 😂HAHAHA 🤣

Just a little heads-up for the group... I was actually part of the team last year that handled that massive study on BIAS—you know, the one where we designed it, ran the tests, analyzed the data, and handed the final report over to the government. You might have even been part of the survey pool. Well, get this: out of everyone involved, I was the one single individual who scored a perfect zero on racism. Absolutely nothing. Even the psychologists were baffled; they honestly thought it wasn't statistically normal!!!!
I can't wait to rub this in their faces....

Look, I’m just an ordinary little Roman Catholic woman, but I can tell you for a fact that my prayers have done wonders for the people I love. Just recently, a dear friend of mine was on her deathbed—she had basically already let go when I heard the news. My friend and I prayed with everything we had, and in that very moment, she made this miraculous recovery. And the crazy thing? She had no idea we were even praying for her since she doesn't live here in the States.
I’ve used prayer for my own healing and deliverance too, and it worked so well that even my doctor—who is a total atheist materialist—says the only possible explanation for my "medical miracle" is the power of prayer. There are all sorts of prayers out there; you’ll find them easily, regardless of whether you're Orthodox or Muslim.
As for that girl... don't try to go against her will. You can technically use magic to force someone to "love" you, but believe me, it always ends badly.
We White Americans are different from Black people and other races; this kind of stuff just isn't our business. I once knew a young man who was a victim of voodoo, and I’m telling you, he suffered immensely—both physically and spiritually—before he was finally saved by Catholic deliverance prayers. Just Google "deliverance prayers," "healing prayers," and things like that; you'll see how powerful they really are.
And, like anyone would tell you: be careful not to get tangled up in something you won't be able to escape... Good luck on your journey!

Actually, this topic is fascinating... really hits home. Only thing was, when I tried to pull up the video, my PC completely froze on me—nearly died right there. It kicked me out of the program, and now I’m sitting here wondering if I picked up some nasty virus or something.
So, look: I have absolutely NO idea how you reached enlightenment. I don't know, and frankly, I can't say. But I get what you mean when you say it's "everything and the solution to most problems." It’s obvious that once you see things from a totally different angle—when you finally grasp cause and effect, find life's purpose, and feel truly empowered—everything changes.
But if you want to know how *I* found enlightenment and hit all those milestones mentioned above: it was simply given to me from above. Nothing I earned. About three and a half years ago, I ended up at a Catholic renewal seminar by pure chance. I went alone, just let go completely, and when it was my turn for the priest to lay hands on my head—zzzuuuuuumm!—the power of the holy spirit rushed into me and granted me everything.
For the first year, my perception was wide open to the spiritual reality. But then, since my folks back home absolutely lost it and practically banned me from going to church, let alone attending seminars, my vision narrowed again. I became "humanized"—if that's even a word—meaning I was pulled back down into perceiving nothing but the physical world. But make no mistake, I KNOW what exists all around us, and there is zero chance I’ll forget it, even for a second.

Anyone else?