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Tiny Town Prophet TeslaRider's "cup runnith over" -- Send Fresh Air! Water! Food!

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Editor's note: We recently received a Letter to the Editor from Teslarider [pictured left], an area Prophet, to run this urgent message (we do not edit for spelling or grammar, the words of a Prophet). Apparently his brain cup is overflowing with ideas on how to save us from ourselves. He shares his visions on www.rtg.org, but He selected tinytowntimes.com as a launching site for some of his simple visions that may enable us to outlive the madness that surrounds us. The Recipe calls in part for bob white quail, super mushrooms and ... well. Water. Fresh water! And more bob white quail. He sees with a knowing eye the significance of the pestilent stink bug and other Invasives. His visionary cry of love is skillfully rendered by Belindo Cho and Rigel Stuhmiller, resident artists at tinytowntimes.com.

 My cup runnith over!

 And Lo! I have seen the power of the Holy Spirit and the World knows it not!

 I was visited by an associate, and was confronted with a a problem!

 I have been gifted by God and it has been reaffirmed! I was told today that “my cup runnith over!”

I am gifted by the ability to see a problem, analyze it and produce a viable answers. But I produce many at a time! Some answers needed to be in place years ago!

 My foresight sees, in the Near Future, the needs for basic necessities!

 My cup runnith over. My blessings are of projects that need to be in place if we wish humanity to survive.

 I have planted seeds and presented great ideas, and presented some projects that can save humanity from the poisons of our industries. Whether or not the people who received these, enact upon them, is to be seen. The knowledge freely, and with great flow comes forth. Project upon project that I wish would be placed. I too, want to survive and in good health.

 Simple things like Home made Hydroponic Gardens, Aquaponics and the growth of Mushrooms.

 Supplying the necessary components of life,

 Water! Food! Air!

 The systems that I have presented, in production, was of fish, peppers, herbs and vegetables and mushrooms.

 Also our friends in Mycology who offer a Great start to the worlds recovery, as mushrooms, as common as the oyster mushrooms, eat and dispose of Oil, not just corn oil or such but Crude Oil!

This is a field that will prove of utmost importance, if we are to survive.

 Right now the world is facing a great shortage of Fresh water! Much of the problem is caused by misuse of Earth. Killing many natural things man has wrought much peril. Man is systematically annihilating some of the worlds largest living organisms, mushrooms, rain forests, and killing the ocean with oil, and great quantities of Nuclear Waste, insecticides, fungicides and herbicides. All infecting our food and water supplies.

 We face Armageddon.

 The pestilences is already at your door! Kudzu bugs, stink bugs and fire ants are overrunning farms, but we insist upon Chemicals to try to deal with them, poising our land and food.

 Simple answer is to outfit hatcheries of Bob White Quail!

The adults spend 10 hours a day searching out the weed and evasive seed, but don't bother with the planted seed. The chicks are of a magnitude more insectivorous than the adults, wiping out the pestilences. The adults have a covey of 10-15 chicks, 2-3 time in a year.

Proper mass releasing causes no harm and the hunters will have again, the Bob White which in turn can help farmers in many ways.

 And there is much more.

 I wish to find my place, helping my brother and sisters to survive what is to come. For we are to Stand Firm, United! Under God and Indivisible! As I was taught in my youth and am now Called as an adult, and as a Sovereign American, to Stand!

 Come forth! I beseech thee and hear my words! For it is for God's Glory and not mine! The Holy Spirit has Gifted me! And I wish to share it with my Family of Americans! Come forth!

 

Last Updated on Monday, 26 March 2012 19:04
 

Letter praises TTT

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Hi Mr. Handy - We have never met but I am a long time transplant (since 1982) that used to enjoy your columns in the IJ.  

When you were absent from it,  I lamented that you were too edgy for that staid broadsheet and found refuge in some less PC glen.

 Imagine my delight at stumbling upon TTT, as well as my chagrin at having spent the whole evening poring over it instead of doing the work I intended.

The double edged sword cuts again!  Thank you for the wonderful language and pithy observation.  If you happen to be roaming around Fall Creek please stop by and say hi.

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Cheers

Tony Serviente

servienteglassstudios.com

 

A discerning reader asks: Who the Hell Chooses Tiny Town's Public "Art"?

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Dear TinyTownTimes,

Here's my question for an investigative reporter.  Who gets to say what pieces of "sculpture" (as opposed to "structure") go on the Commons, in front of the Library, or now even in the once pristine Dewitt Park? 

Having metal people sitting around may be okay, but most of what passes for art downtown is truly embarrassing.  And tourists leave here with photos of each other in front of a, what, ass? ( Is that how we wish to be remembered?  Weren't we once voted the most enlightened city in the US?) 

I have asked everyone I could think of what the selection process is and no one admits to knowing.  Do you?

STJ, concerned Ithacan-American

A TTT.com editor replies: Oh the answer is simple: A secret kabal of self-appointed doyens of decency and gate keepers of the mundane meet once a year in a closed door session, drink California Chardonnay and draw names of "artists" from a miniature kiva woven from local grasses by a blind one legged artisan. Whatever name comes up is handed to the Grand Exalted Art Doyen and she/or he/or both depending on the day, then puts the name in her/her/its mouth and chews on it. There is silence during the mastication process and a sigh of relief when the chief declares, "Yes, we shall place an ass on the ass end of the Commons. Surely someone will get the joke."

That is about as best we know at the time. More, of course, shale be revealed. 

TTT.com editor, CPH

PICTURED: The metal ass so beloved by Ithacan-Americans and Han Chinese tourists. The sculpture is remarkable for not bearing any signs of vandalism. The idea behind acquisitions of metal sculpture may in fact be its resistance to damage from the No Visible Means of Support posse of malcontent drop-outs who are as common as squirrels, deer and therapists in Tiny Town. 

 

Last Updated on Wednesday, 29 July 2009 09:50
 

Aurora Man Distances Himself from Imaginary Brother's Work

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"I just want to make it clear that Dog's Plot is the work of my Imaginary brother William, who is not a blood relative, whose writing is his own rough product, whose views are decidedly not mine, and with whom I have serious issues.....but the letter to the editor button at TTT.com  doesn't work yet."

–– Chicken Dave V.W. a.k.a. "Warren Peese"

Editor's Note: To get some idea of what this reader is distancing himself from, just click on "Dog's Plot" under Features in the Menu on the left hand side of your screen. 

 

Last Updated on Sunday, 19 July 2009 19:47
 

Reader not happy with a lot of things about this publication

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I am not going to read your leftist, rightist, anti-Cornell, pro-communist, anti-Grassroots, anti-Walter Cronkite, pro-Lake Source Cooling, anti-Michael Jackson, anti-Inlet sludge,  proletariat drivel. All you do is feature pictures of that guy in the halter-top and hot pants.  Why would a guy wear a halter top and hot pants?  Why, to get his sorry-butt pictured in Tiny Town Times. Why dont you feature articles about the opinions of the teenagers on the Commons.  They have opinions, too. And judging by the amount of babies those clove-smokin' teenagers have, they have active libidos. Tell 'em to buy some rubbers. Fewer clove cigarettes and more rubbers!

Heinrich Zussman

Town of Ithaca

Last Updated on Saturday, 18 July 2009 15:14
 


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