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December 8,  2011


                                        


DRAGONFLY TALES & THE MAGIC OF NATURE


A Tribute to Karen T. Hale

November 19, 1955 - May 5, 2011


On May 5, 2011, Karen died quite unexpectedly and suddenly at home of the age of 55.  Karen's body was cremated and her funeral service held on an unlucky Friday, May 13, 2011.  Karen will be missed by her family and friends.  Karen has been my love and friend over the past twelve years and had become a dedicated truth researcher since our 'rude awakening' in August of 2006.

Karen is and was a remarkable woman, quite unlike any I have ever known.  Karen and I shared varied quite epic adventures through that period.  Many unusual things happened to us which to this day I do not understand.  To me, through the last year of my time with Karen, she was my sweetheart and no other word captures one of Karenís essential qualities, her inherent goodness and kindness. 

 

Karen had asked on several occasions through our years together that one day I would write about her and the things I had witnessed, or which we had experienced together, or as she had witnessed of me.  I always laughed at the thought, never thinking that I could lose her so suddenly, when so many things were left undone and incomplete between us, and while we faced such a battle before us.  And then, suddenly one day, the love of my life died in my arms at home, a true spiritual warrior who was determined to carry forward our struggle for truth and righteousness.

 

Karen and I both knew that we were on an adventure together, awake in a madcap time in a world of sleepwalkers, with horrendous events unfolding on the world stage. 

 

At this time, I am struggling with the grief of my loss and remorse over things that had happened between Karen and I through those years and I am not ready to write of such things as we experienced, or which Tales as Karen recounted to me.  If I manage to live to tell, I hope to write an autobiography as part four of the Within-Without from Zero Point series and to recount, as I can recall, what happened to us.  It is a wild tale, the significance of which I do not understand even now.  As a fool who knows nothing, I hope eventually to share something of these tales and capture something of the enchantment of this woman.  To me, Karen is Ďmissing in action,í lost to an enemy so insidious that most people, ordinary people, cannot believe it exists.  And yet it does. 

 

Karen and I met when she came out to attend lectures which I was giving at the Zero Point Centre in Kemptville, Ontario in 1999. Karen came for teaching as she was ever seeking and open to different ideas and influences.  She did not mean to so engage the heart of the teacher, but she was such a charmed and gifted women, that she did.  At the same time, Karen was at times quite strange and troubled, and unable even to deal with the regularities or irregularities of everyday life.    Our times together were certainly a madcap and epic Tale, ending on a tragic yet triumphant note twelve years later. 

 

Karen had issues and struggles in her life even before we met and before we stumbled upon 9-11 Truth, which set off periods of mania and madness in us both, as well as experiences of rapture and bliss, illumination and fearfulness.  In ways, the insanity of what is being done in our society, ranging from the wars based on lies, to the spreading of sickness through inoculations, chemtrails and foods, all the weapons of the hidden world of the elites, drove us in our researches, studies and efforts.  At times, this drove a wedge between us, although we eventually abided through it all over the years.   Karen and I learned together and her love always supported me through my efforts on internet radio, my website and in my writings.

 

Through the last months of her life, Karen and I both felt that we were elders and that we had some responsibility to attempt to do something to combat the madness of this all.  How could our world have become so controlled and fashioned by such deviant and perverted groups as has happened?  These people are seriously psychiatrically and spiritually disturbed!

 

Karen spent too many hours at the computer, ever searching out new information and understanding, and she smoked too much, both of which must have put a strain on her heart, as she died of a massive heart attack; although at the moments of her death, Karen thought that she was under attack by their psychotronic weapons, which do exist.   I have to suspend judgement on this as I have had to do with respect to other things which happened to us, individually or together.  

 

Karen was an individual, who like myself, takes on the suffering of others, helping to bear the sorrow of our Endlessness, as is taught in the Gurdjieff teaching.  When we awoke up to the criminality of our own government and media, the lies of 9-11 and the perversions of the old world psychiatric disorder, we began to realize the horror of it all and to take such suffering upon ourselves while struggling to do something.   We had not known that we lived in such a world gone mad. 

 

These elites are really so pathetic and have none of the nobility of heart of Special K., a nickname I had for Karen, like that of Missy.  Karen died with a nobility of heart that most people cannot imagine as they are so distracted by Lady Gaga and such ridiculous things as the elites fashion for their little minds.  

 

It is unfortunate that Karen so seldom wrote in her life, as when she did, she always saw things so differently than others.  When she added her own webpage to my site, she penned this verse, which was so insightful and prophetic of things to come:



dragonfly tales
and the magic of nature

 I scooped it up, from out of the water,
and set it in the sun, so it might dry... and then it  happened, 
 a certain kind of magic & madness in  life,
and when it was done with me,
I cracked.
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(K.T.H. ~ P.D.B. ) - (author)
ZEROPOINT PUBLICATIONS
2008
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Visit DragonFly Tales

 

On September 11, 2006, Karen and I had been the only two truth activists on Canada's Parliament Hill, with posters to the effect that 9-11 was an inside job and distributing written materials which explained aspects of the fraud and public deception actually being perpetrated by our governments.  I could never have imagined as a person asleep, the extent of the crimes of our governments against us.  Since awakening, Karen and I lived in the fire exposing ourselves to risks, as I still do, trying to awaken an almost brain dead public who share no uprightness of heart and moral outrage at what has been done to us as Canadian and world citizens.

After the Dawson College shooting in Montreal, Karen and I travelled to Montreal to distribute a research paper i had written, based on our observations of the fraudulent media coverage, trying to expose this incident as another false flag black operation.   The Canadian shadow government wanted new laws to prohibit semi-automatic weapons and this was another of their concocted shooting sprees as they have committed around the world whenever they want to further disarm the citizens.  Aren't they cunning and illuminated?  


Karen has supported me throughout in my work and was the most able and apt truth researcher, always moving on to new discoveries and insights.  A remarkable, sensitive and talented woman, Karen felt morally outraged by what is being done by the psychopathic elites and Masonic goofballs, and strove tirelessly to contribute to my work and together to the larger world wide truth movement.

Five minutes before her death, Karen had insisted that I photo her with a T-shirt on which she had made up, featuring a remarkable image by Truther and inspired artist David Dees, depicting the royal wedding against the backdrop of human carnage and suffering created by such self-styled little 'elites.'  What a pathetic joke.  Karen was so caring for others, especially for the disadvantaged and had a hard time bearing the sadness and horror of it all. 

 

Coincidentally, Karen was standing in front of a Mexican picture of mother Mary and so the halo of the Divine Mother appears surrounding her.  Of course, this was just another coincidence in this peculiar universe of wonder.

Lastly, the following is a poem which Karen wrote, wanting it to be illustrated as a children's book, explaining certain principles of higher magic.  The basic principle of magic is that every man and every woman is a Star, having a divine source element or God-spark within.   The references in the poem to a Ďjar,í relate to a line by the poet Kabir, who in describing mystical life and creation, states:  ďInside this jar are seven oceans and innumerable stars.Ē 

 

Of course, we are not talking of the little Hollywood glitter stars, but to the real Stars of the Holy World.   This is the seventh principle to which we might attain through understanding of the mysteries of our own Selves and Hearts.   






You are a Star

 

You are a star birthed from within without the night
you are a star reflecting some light
you are a star thatís what you are
you are a star.
 
You are a star that cries out I am before flight
you are a star thatís been pushed out into the light 
you are a star thatís what you are
you are a star.


You are a star filled with luminous light
you are a star blissful and bright
you are a star thatís what you are
you are a star.


You are a star a pearl of great price
you are a star stuck in a  jar
you are a star
thatís what you are
you are a star.


You are a star turned topsy-turvy from the flight
you are a star filled with limit-less light
you are a star that's what you are
you are a star.


You are a star playing hide & seek in Godís place
you are a star within a heart space
you are a star thatís what you are
you are a star.


You are a star that heals with a smile
you are a star
thatís who you are
you are a star.


You are a star reflecting sunlight
you are a star
no matter where you are,
you are a star
stuck in a jar.

You are a star in a jar!

K. T. H.



 

Thank you Karen for your love and support,

your courage and service to humankind
against the insurmountable odds we faced together.
You are a Star, an inspiration to me and loved ones
to carry forward a cause of righteousness and truth
in a world gone mad.

 Karen sweetheart, you earned your Star
Through our Epic Adventures, Life and Love
May I look into your beautiful face once again
And be inspired by your example of living in Love and Truth
Despite the horror and sadness of it All.

 

 

KARENóYOU ARE A STAR.




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