I haven’t written anything in a few weeks… or more. I don’t want this posting to be about me, I really want it to be about a good friend. But never the less, I have had so many lost friends and indeed warriors in my journey. So many have been wounded by just plain life and so many have never been able to return to the battlefield. And don’t sell it short, this is a battlefield. There is an enemy and there is a fight to win. So I give thanks for all of those that have fallen and all of those that have given their all.
Today, I remember one of those heroes. A couple of weeks ago I received an email from Sheri Crockett. Apparently Earl had passed away quietly in the night. Earl had been such a great contributor and supporter of The Millennium Group. He brought with him so much talent and experience. He was a business man by career, but his excitement and zeal for this mission was inspiring at the least and his child-like amazement was motivating. His intelligence was unsurpassed for sifting out the details and he could push the limits unlike any before him!
Earl first contacted me around the issue of the Sun and the SOHO satellite. He was so taken by the incredible nature of the Sun and the things that we were reporting it seemed he couldn’t hold back. Earl had been involved in many multimillion dollar projects. He had studied shamanism in the jungles of South America. But when he talked about solar issues or the negativity of NASA he was like a young boy with that naive surprise in his eyes. I loved Earl from the moment I read his first email. He immediately started writing for us. It was his first real exposure to the Internet, so I helped with some editing. However editing for Earl was a challenge. Earl knew what he wanted and had a lifetime of negotiation skills behind his name.
For months we hadn’t met in person. I had no idea what he looked like and he could not point me out in a crowd. Such is this age in the name of the Internet. Finally he made the trip to Southern California from the Bay Area. I went early to the Ontario Airport to meet him. I was going to have him to myself for several days. We were to be on the Art Bell Show and talk about the Sun, Soho and ORCA. I waited as the plane pulled up and the passengers disembarked. Our Spirits knew each other immediately. Embraced as one brother embraces another, great drops of tears filled our eyes. It wasn’t anything but two old friends that hadn’t seen each other since the great pre-existence. Two Spirits united with only one cause in mind. It was the great breath before the battle. Strength that pressed for the defeat of all that was wrong.
We fought and we fought hard. Earl’s strength was enormous. His legacy lies in the pages of our archive. Look for his name under the articles and remember him as you reread his mind. Please take some time to read.
Earl was about one thing more than any other – that was his family. He loved his mother to no end. His grandchildren were more important to him than anything else in the world. He was for ever telling me about taking his grandson to the beach or here or there. We couldn’t pass up a Chevron gas station, he had to go in and buy one of their metal cars for his grandson. And he often spoke to me with great love about the love of his life Sheri. He was a family man, which is what we are intended to be.
In the last couple of years the other side had taken its toll on us once again. We were attacked by psychological tactics and unseen visits upon our beings. Followed in the daytime and nighttime by sometimes seen entities and sometimes unseen. It has been hard to fight the battle when the weariness takes over. Sleep is difficult and concentration is fleeting. But I can say that Earl’s friendship, his strengths, his power will not be wasted. It is sinew for the muscle and his life will be remembered in every battle and in every dark night when the nightmares come. Because all is not lost and the true ending to the battle is yet to be revealed. That great battle which will end in our favor.
God bless ya Earl! See ya on the other side!
gary
What a nice read. He reminds me of my lost hero, my Grandfather. Thank you for sharing your feelings and thoughts about your dear friend. I look forward to meeting him on the other side.