“I die a most unhappy man for I have ruined my country.”—Woodrow Wilson
That’s the way it read when I first read it sometime between 1979-1982. I’ve seen numerous other versions of it since.
In 1913 Woodrow signed the Federal Reserve Act and I don’t need to explain what all of that entails—you know. And if we want to play around with occult numerology the sum of 1913 reduced (5), is death. Death for the United States.
We can argue it happened earlier but for me it was this moment. As soon as he lifted his hand up off the paper every person alive in 1913 and every person born after 1913 is an official slave with pocket millionaires and billionaires breaking out giving off an illusion of independence, freedom, and hope of prosperity in the United States. I’d die unhappy too, but I plan on dying happy.
In 1913 Ford Motor Company released the Model T.
Model T being used for a family picnic. Seven passengers. Eight if you count the photographer. What’s in that bottle in the basket? Everyone is wearing a hat. The man is the only one not looking at the camera.
It seems the car became a nice prop for a family photo in 1913.
No collar on the dog. It looks healthy without vaccine shots. The little girl sitting on the engine cover looks happy, healthy and she’s not up to date on her shots. I wonder how many in this group died peacefully in their sleep. Both my grandparents on my mom’s side died that way. I like the wood sidewalk too. The wire fence looks very fashionable. It looks like the car has five passengers inside with three outside. The cars back then could carry more than the cars today. No electric start on this car—hand crank.
Here we have 11. I love where the spare tire is mounted. I bet the car comes equipped with all the tools required to change out a flat tire.
There were vaccines in 1913, cholera, plague, and typhoid so the National Institute of Health says. It says that in 1913 an attempt was made to immunize against diphtheria using a mixture of toxin and antitoxin. The claim is it was effective but the allergic reactions were a real bitch. Probably like the Covid 19 vaccine. This was due to horse serum. Do we believe anything the NIH says? Why hasn’t Dr. Anthony Fauci been arrested?
They weren’t much into landscaping back then. I love that long front porch. I can see a rocking chair off to the right. The front door appears to be open or there is glass in the door. I wonder why the yard is completely fenced off. Standard back then perhaps. Creates a barrier from a person walking up to their front door perhaps. It gives you time to grab your shotgun.
The car comfortably holds this family of four. Beautiful gas lantern lights mounted on each side with a squeeze ball horn. Who do you honk at in 1913—cows and other wild animals?
Look at this. It appears a female is in the driver seat just like it will be when Kamala Harris kicks Trumps ass and becomes president. She can win if she can raise $100 million dollars. That’s what Trump told me in a text.
They all took their hats off for the photo except the little girl sitting on the fender. They’d never allow the little girl to sit like that in 2024—not safe. She could fall off and get hurt. You can see the mounted gas lights perfectly aligned. A mounted storage chest too. Seven passengers. Where are they going?
Honeymoon photo? Here’s another one with a cover top. Maybe it was an option, but what is in the canister on the sideboard? I believe the 1913 Model T sold for around $600.
The reason I am back in the year 1913 is because I was given a 1913 horn and one of the gas sidelights.
It’s missing a few pieces but I found a company that has all of the pieces to bring this horn back to life.
The only piece they don’t have is the front cover. I’m ordering it all today. I’m going to mount the hose and ball running down the side. Very curious to hear how it sounds. So are all of my neighbors I’m sure.
I found this horn on eBay with an asking price of $300. Remember the entire car sold for $600 brand new.
Here is the gas side light.
The only thing wrong with it is both pieces of glass are broke and I’m not going to attempt to replace them. I love it as is.
I was also given an Otto Bernz torch from the same era—1913.
The way it works is you use a plunger on the other side to build pressure inside the canister. You then pour gasoline in the holding cup and light it. The entire upper half catches on fire. When it starts to die down you open the valve at the back. When the fire completely dies in the holding cup you have a full on torch. A few pieces are stuck but I believe I can fix it and get it functional. Shown here in this video.
Prior to receiving the above for free including the 66 inch cross cut saw I was out with a subscriber, David, sampling some of his friends red wine in various stages of the development process. This is very high end wine. The winemaker estimates that one of the barrels is in the $100 range.
In the winemaking room is a beautiful bass. Like this one.
The beauty of the instrument really distracted me but added a special element to the wine tasting. Various other string instruments were displayed too, ukuleles, and guitars. His wife is the musician and I really wanted to hear that bass. Maybe another time. I wasn’t aware that at this exact moment another subscriber was making a song for me with a beautiful bass lead in. All part of the magic of the day.
When I left the winemaker gave me a FREE bottle. I opened it immediately when I got home and began looking at my other free items. I sent the winemaker a text with a picture thanking him for the tour and the wine.
I did not plant that spinach plant behind the bottle. It planted itself.
Also during this time, 6:35PM, I was text messaging long time super subscriber LeeAnn. She’s a warrior. She has been with me since I started the VRR or shortly after. We always have interesting text msg exchanges.
Looking at my phone I also see that Kellyanne Conway sent me a text message on the 31st. It said, Alert message from Kellyanne Conway will be gone in 11 minutes. See the message before permanent removal. I wonder why they selected the number 11. They are so pathetic.
On the way over to the subscribers house I ran into this old truck from 1976.
The owner told me he bought it brand new. I loved these trucks back when I was a teenager. His wife was very amused that I was so interested in the truck. I asked him if I could take a picture of it and that really started her off laughing.
To finish off the day subscriber Sharine emailed me at 11pm her killer version of the song, White Rabbit of which I recently used on one of my Trump a$sassination articles.
It starts off with this beautiful bass just like the bass I was staring at earlier. She was joined by her husband Ron on guitar, Dan on drums and Daniel on bass. Sharine also plays the flute. I got her permission to share it.
Great version. I had to look up dormouse. Why did the dormouse say “feed your head?”
One pill makes you larger.
Once I had an out of body experience and I was out back in my garden and a negative spirit came up to me and challenged me to fight him. I shot up 900 feet tall and I looked down on him and said, “Do you still want to fight me?”
July 31st for whatever reason was one of those supernatural magical days where I synched up with multiple people and they gave me gifts and a song and shared their amazing talent. A wonderful break from our current situation. Thanks to everyone involved that day. True friends.
Future Ghost Garden truck.
I wandered around my garden this morning with Dbanjo at 1:30am. A spirit triggered the walk. I heard him call out my name. Incredibly beautiful out. I’m working on an article. I have the title but nothing else. I’m very happy with the title so a good start.
Clocking out of our war at 4:22am.
Glad to read about your happy day.
With friends who want to give you special gifts.
Been a bit too much tension lately.
Beautiful piece! Connecting quite a few interesting dots and knickknacks. Thank you for sharing the lovely day that took you out of the seemingly gloomy present - with help from warm, generous and happy hearts. Nostalgia is nice. (Interestingly, the utterly useless - for ordinary folks - and murderous WWI was also about to break out in another part of the world in the following year.)