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I researched Sylvia Brown. I saw her web site and all the categories and her hundred years of predictions page. I also saw the “Stop Sylvia Brown” site. I also read the pro and the con articles in the Wickipedia. She believes in this Star Trek version of molecular ocelation frequencies, which is why we can’t see the dead. She’s also a fan of that “humans emit a low grade frequency” line used on Bewitched. She believes that heaven consists of a plane three feet off the ground. You can build your own house in heaven as long as you don’t block someone else’s view of a tree or a stream. I happened to think as bogus as she is, in terms of lies and deception she can’t compete with the Christians in my life. She believes aliens will completely take over in 2110 and that there will be no nuclear haulocost on earth and that in 2050 there will be a different type of spiritual revival on planet earth. I happened to think of that Moriety thing on Star Trek and how our life could be contained in a computer program crystal sitting on someone else’s desk. The only way you could hope to change your fate would be somehow to make psychic contact with your deceptors. I also thought what if this whole Christian crap and family crap I’ve lived with is so bad that in the Next Life I don’t remember it but it’s like that “total recall” movie where God has a whole fantasy past for you to relive. Which would be just what I’d want to do. “It seems so good I’d like to re-live it as if for the first time”. People have Terry Shivo-itius. We “learn something” by pain. What I mean is that people look at all this misery caused by the economy and say it’s “just life”. God, in a desperate plea to defend that which is indefensible says- - - “But why can’t we just let people like her be?” as Jesus Christ says. Let God get his jollies by watching her suffer. The answer is why should we cater to a God who has such a sick notion of pleasure, and by killing her, how is interfearing with that sick pleasure of God’s - - and Out.