GOOD WILL AND GREAT TIDINGS...

This has been around several times but it always makes my day to read it again.

Its called - Take My Son This is great. Take a moment to read it; it will make your day! ; The ending will surprise you. Take my Son..... A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, fromPicasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.. When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son. About a month later, just before Christmas, There was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.. He said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly... He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.' The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture.. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift.' The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected. The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection. On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. 'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?' There was silence... Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.' But the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?' Another voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh's, the Rembrandts. Get on with the Real bids!' But still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the son?' Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting...' Being a poor man, it was all he could afford. 'We have $10, who will bid $20?' 'Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.' The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel.. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!' A man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the collection!' The auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is over.' 'What about the paintings?' 'I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will... I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings. The man who took the son gets everything!' God gave His son over 2,000 years ago to die on the Cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: 'The Son, the Son, who'll take the Son?' Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything! FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S LOVE Please send this to ten people and back to the one who sent it to you. God Bless. If I don't get this back, I will know you really didn't read it. I got this from someone and thought the last part was really a good thought.. Too bad that the person who sent it to me did not know 10 people who would admit to knowing the Lord.

UFO -- how they fly...

I got news for you. The US had been training pilots to fly flying saucers since the 1950's. They got some of the technology from the Germans who were flying them before WWII. The technology is quite simple: I will try to attach a picture on one.

Above is a picture of the entomologist, Kozrev and his machine.

Oh Ya. Tesla was flying one around in Colorado back in the 1800's. A farmer came out to see why his horses were acting up and saw him flying along on top of a square platform with controls mounted on the handle bars. He was wearing a black tuxedo at the time with a black stove pipe hat. The device he was flying had sparks flowing off the copper bottom. It was probably a big capacitor. When he got near the barbed wire fence it flipped over and he took an nasty spill. He used to fly it out of his hotel window at night over the New York City.

The Earth is a negative ground. That means it has a surplus --(a whole bunch of electrons). If you charge something up with an equal number or more electrons it till repel gravity. The bottom of our flying saucers is a giant capacitor made of copper plates shaped like a piece of pie only they are composed of millions of 14-micron-diameter copper beads. We learn in grade school that electrons flow on the surface of copper wires. That is why they use stranded wire on appliances -- so they can carry more juice. (electrons).

The pie shaped copper plates in the Alien Reproduction Vechile (attached drawing) are stacked up nine deep and separated with plastic resin. The surface area of one plate if you figure all the millions of beads is enough to coven an entire football field and there are over 100 of these plates in a 30-foot diameter flying saucer. You simply charge them up and the thing repels gravity. A small reactor or fuel cell is used to charge the plates. It requires very little electricity. There are no devils or daemons involved...

When you fly near automobiles or other aircraft the electric and magnetic charges are so great it creates havoc with their electrical systems causing the to Short out with induction or induced current. In layman's terms: there are so many electrons in your saucer that they leak over to other craft and short them out.

The large flying triangles are made of something like aluminum fine mesh chicken wire with little needles pointing downward. They are charged with electricity and the electrons escaping from the points of the needles pump the air down causing them to float. Its not majic. It ionizes the air monicules. Its called ionic propulsion. You can shoot through them and it does little or no damage. They can be flown remotely and are used for aerial surveillance and to scare the crap out of the enemy over battlefields. 

They are also used to brainwash the public into thinkiing that Aliens are watching us and that they might pose a threat to us so that we would be more willing to pay our income taxto the Federal Reserve bankers who live in Europe so they will loan mor money to the military industrial complex... 

PS. The chinese were building UFO's thousands of years ago...

Below is a styalized drawing of the guts out of an ancient flying saucer. The pipes are filled with mercury which when spun climbs up the tubes to the top and falls back down the central pipe. Send me some money and I will build one. I already constructed the form to bend the pipes on my lathe. I registered the device with the patent office. It looks different than the ancient drawing below because the people who drew this thought the pipes looked like snakes. They were primative people who drew things to match things they were familiar with. It also flew so they drew ings on it. You don't need the wings. They are only trying to tell you it flew. When you run a liquid conductor like mercury through pipes it creates the opposite of magnetism ie. gravity or anti-gravity...