Dying Dann’s Adventures With Death #10

Often I find myself quite amused by what I observe around me.

I have always been able to “read” people.

A survival instinct brought forth by my leaving home at 12 years old.

To begin my accelerated rush through puberty.

A manchild at 12. Living in a Hippie Drug Commune.

Within two years I would become an opiate junkie.

The Original Urban Viking LightHouse Dann

Long story short……….

My life has always been a numerous collective of poetic tragedies, good times, sad times, love won and love lost.

I am a firm believer in being a true realist.

I am a “REALIST.”

There are no sad/happy times.

There is no “time”.

Time” is but a manmade instrument of measurement. A necessity for society to be able to record history.

It does not exist as we define, “existence“.

Every single moments of your life are just that. Moments. An ink mark on manmade paper with a manmade pen.

From my waking up in the morning and until I lay my head down to sleep, I gleefully gobbled up all and any bites of knowledge I could find.

I developed an insatiable appetite for knowledge.

Like a sneaky toddler who finally gets the cookie jar open.

This need for mindful stimulation replaced my opiate addiction.

Saving my life as far as I am concerned.

You cannot overdose on the daily life lessons that our soon to be “dystopian” society has laid out before you.

At a very young age I had to learn how to read if a person was friend or foe. This was done immediately. As soon as we were introduced.

Had I not, then my life could have been and often was placed in certain danger.

Truth be known, I wouldn’t be here today had I not learned so soon.

I would have succumbed to the dark and dangerous side of streetlife.

Either a murder victim or an overdose.

The latter I have experienced many times.

Narrowly cheating Death too often to count.

Those times where the “Dragon” chased and caught me.

Not vice versa.

We did not have “Naxalone” kits back then.

You overdosed, you spun the wheels of fate.

Technically I have been a “Murder Victim” twice.

Once when a lovely group of motorcycle enthusiasts and I had a slight business debate over the black market price of Valium.

We must have had a very religious talk.

I recall asking for a moment with my God.

I don’t think “He” showed up.

I remember asking for the Catholic Son of God to come to the party.

If he arrived I cannot seem to remember.

It was as if I was swooped up into a surreal tornado of pain and confusion.

I think that when the one eyed nice man accidentally broke his chair on my head I may have blacked out.

(I truly believed and wished he had tried some of the Valium before he got upset.)

Somehow, I ended up laying like a crucified martyr on the yellow line of the McKay Highway in New Brunswick, Canada.

The RCMP, (Royal Canadian Mounted Police), discovered me and I literally breathed my last breathe in the Constable’s arms.

50 miles from the nearest hospital.

Broken leg, arm and fractured skull.

The Constable managed to revive me and applied CPR till the ambulance arrived.

Bless her soul for not walking away from my unconscious form and for her quick response to administer CPR.

The second time was in that cesspool Quebec calls, “Montreal“.

Where systematic racism against all who are not Québécois has and will always be a reality.

Again, I had a mere business argument over the price of a little garbage bag full of a white substance.

Say about 5 kilos worth.

I figured it being in a garbage bag meant it was perhaps unwanted and cheap.

Wouldn’t you believe the same if someone passed you a garbage bag full of a white substance?

Well, apparently I was wrong to assume such.

I also thought I should not have to pay.

I even offered to take the garbage out for them.

Hell, I carried a gun back then.

Hell, I carried two guns back then.

I even showed them my guns.

The guy with the gun and the white hat always wins in the movies.

Right? Always wins.

(Unfortunately, that day, I forgot to wear the white hat.)

A short time after showing them my guns , I was discovered deceased in a laneway next to my hotel.

Funny how, immediately after they heard the sound of the window’s glass shattering, passerbys witnessed me and my chair bouncing down the service laneway.

Thankfully, a good Samaritan was gracious enough to dial the 3 magic digits, 911.

It may have been the extreme beating and/or forced overdose that stopped my heart.


I am inclined to believe that the chair ride held most of the blame.

I believe that when the nice gentlemen picked up the chair they had joyfully tied me to and then accidentally through it with me out the second floor window, well, and this is just my personal belief, mind you, it may have contributed to my temporary demise.

The only time in my life that I was happy to be in Montreal was in the back of that ambulance.

Waking to the cramp from the defibrillator and vomit spewing out of my nose and mouth taught me a lot.


The activated charcoal solution they pumped into my stomach tasted like I had licked the inside of a charcoal barbeque.


I do not like Montreal.

I go into the plane’s toilet and make a healthy bowel movement each and every time I have flown over that itchy city.

My own personal “Mile High Club”.

‘Nuff said. I sound racist. I am not. I “race” for no man.

I never race. I am lazy like that.

So I leave you with this polyl of knowledge…..

Your life and well being is a matter of choosing the right choices.

Choose wisely.

So sayeth The LightHouse Verner

The Original Hippie or Perhaps, “Has Anyone Seen My Prophet? “

This blog I originally published 10 years ago.

My views and beliefs are still somewhat the same.

Since what I have been through in the last three months my Faith has grown much stronger.

What I am trying to convey here is that how do we identify a “prophet”?

A false prophet is easily discovered, but how in today’s society would we be able to recognize a true prophet. For all we know we may have the real one locked up in an institution with the numerous false ones.

Or he/her cold be hiding their identity until society learns to stop killing each other in the name of “religion”.

I truly believe that Jesus existed and was somehow able to communicate with the Creator. I believe he was very intelligent and far ahead of his time .

You have to keep in mind that in his time ninety percent of man were uneducated, illiterate and still worshipping false idols.

Could a charismatic, educated man be capable of influencing followers? Hell, yes most certainly.

Jesus could have been an alien or the last brilliant mind to come from Atlantis for all we really know.

Why we’re the first 14 books of the Bible removed by “religious” leaders of the day?

There is a great difference between being a religious follower and a true believer of faith.

All the “Holy Books” of that time had to be written in simple language form so as the average citizen could understand the messages.

Our genetic need to be the best and only one who knows what is truth has misconstrued what Jesus was sent to teach us.

But, we murdered him because, firstly, he was right and secondly, he was far too charismatic and thereby a threat to all religions .

So, here we had this poor soul traveling the world trying to enlighten society on the ten Commandments and teach us how to live peaceful and meaningful lives.

We returned the favor by killing him in the name of religion .

There have been many more “true prophets” since Jesus. But, modern day “religion” has been able to make us disbelievers of truth so as Faith does not interfere with the big money game we have labeled “Religion”.

Because we have not evolved much since Jesus’s time .

Which leaves us wondering, as I state below, “Who is the Jesus of this time period?

Originally published in July 2009 in my http://dannverner.blogspot.ca site ……….

The Original Hippie

I was recently asked if I believed in Jesus Christ.

What anxiety this raised within me – it was though I had been waiting for some soul to ask me this deep question.

Here is my mindset on this controversial topic.

I definitely believe in Jesus.

I believe he walked upon this big blue marble.

I believe he spread the words of the Creators.

I believe he was a man who was ahead of his time in the area’s of logic, societal disposition and culture.

Jesus was a man.

I do NOT believe he was the SON OF GOD. (Where is Mrs. God?)

Whoa, now I have stepped into it……..so, here I go…………..

Jesus was a Prophet.

Jesus was a peaceful, gentle scholar who wished only to make an immature society overstand the reality of spiritualism and human reality.

Jesus was the original Hippie.

Jesus was born at the wrong time.

Jesus was persecuted for his overstanding of what this plain of existence was, is and shall be.

In the rock opera, “Jesus Christ Superstar”, the title song asks the question, “Why did you choose such a backward time in such a backward land?”. Did he choose? Or was that what the Creators decided was necessary for the plain of space/time continuum in this particular multiverse?

Jesus was a soul man.

Through all time, through all plains of reality and through all seven multi-universes there has been Prophets. Be it Jesus, Siddhartha, Gandhi, Aristotle or John Lennon, makes no nevermind – they are just the vessel. The message is always the same. To quote Led Zeppelin, “The Song Remains The Same”.

Jesus was the father of the peace, love, forgiveness and unity movements.



I am confused by all the confused people in this dawning of the Age of Confusion. 

To comprehend what is happening in society these days is beyond my capabilities. 

Society is confused and confusion is spreading like a plague. 

We have the “gender” confused.

I honestly do not get this one.

You have a penis? You are ‘male

You have a vagina? BINGO, you are ‘female‘. 

Born with both? You are a ‘Hermaphrodite‘.

(There, problem solved.)

Gender‘ confusion is a term society is presently using to misconstrue ‘sexual’ confusion.

Teaching our ‘maturity underdeveloped‘ youth that there is a complete alphabet of sexes is only adding to the stupidity of political correctness.

(Bring on the hate and anger. Regardless,  you know I am speaking truth.)

Everyone is praying for a higher wage.

I call this ‘monetary’ confusion. 

People think if we raise minimum wages and wages in general we will all have better life qualities. 


The higher the wages, the higher the cost of manufacturing and services.

This raises the price of every item and services we purchase.

Minimum wage will still be ‘minimal’. 

The end result will be five dollar bread and ten dollar milk.

Which will bring us further protest and demands for ‘higher’ wages.

Best bet for all is to lower wages and close the gaps between lower, middle and upper class.

Or better yet, return back to our roots and re-invent the ‘bartering’ system.

(There, problem two resolved.)

Now we also have ‘political‘ confusion. 

Yes, some political parties are better than others. 

(When I cease laughing I shall continue)

Answer me this ………….

“Has any elected party in any country ever brought Utopia to the table?”


Without sounding like the neighbourhood ‘Doom Sayer’, I must state that politics is and always shall be the greatest single confused habit of we humans.

Definitely it is somewhat linked to our genetic disposition for dominance over our fellow souls.

(Politics cannot be fixed.)

SORRY. (Insert sad face)

Next we have the swirling ugly pool of confusion we have labelled ‘Religion‘.

Over five thousand ‘Gods’ being worshipped on Earth, presently. 

And, singularly, each one is the ‘only’ true supreme being.

(Religion cannot be fixed.) 

It, too, is a left over genetic need for superiority over the masses.

Religious belief is no more than an implanted ‘hope‘ for a better existence. 

My solution?

Instead of being a ‘religious‘ person, try being a ‘Spiritual‘ soul.

For religion is man-made and faith is from soul.

(There, problem sort of solved.)

‘Racial’ confusion is a gigantic abscess of human flaws.

Again, a left over, undeveloped genetic emotion.  

A struggling anger wrought during Neanderthal days. 

Developed to secure dominance over our fellow man.

Eventually, racism will cease. 

It will be in tens of thousands of years when evolution and cross cultural breeding renders us all the same colour.

Yet, even then we will still possess racists thoughts.

Why“, you ask?

Because humans are rude and cruel. 

We believe ourselves to be the most intelligent and dominant species on Earth, but, yet we cannot speak to any other creature we share our planet with. 

But, the lessor animals communicate easily with us.

The average ‘Joe‘ does not realize that humans and the Earth in general are universally ‘young‘.

We are still breast feeding from the ‘Big Bang’. It shall be many, many, many millennia before we evolve through natural evolution to become the true beings the Cosmic Muffin meant us to become.

So, children, put on your adult diapers and calm down for a few thousand years and, (you may quote me), 

“All shall be well.”

Until then, I remain, Dann – just as I am. 



“What is wrong with people?”

“What is happening to society?”

I ask these questions constantly, for I just do not comprehend what is taking place in our world.

We have been raising youth for at least two generations who seem to think they are owed everything and should not have to work for it.


It is a very disheartening state of affairs when hurting someone’s feelings takes precedent over what is the proper and “right” action to take.

The modern day train of thought is unreal.

There shall never be a Utopian society in our so-called ‘modern‘ world. Mankind is still too infantile to get past our genetically instilled want for superiority over each other.

Our ‘religious‘ misconception that the ‘church’ is always right and all political parties are always ‘corrupt‘.

Let us take a peak at, say, the Art of Catholicism ….. 

The Catholic (and most Protestant) Holy Bible states the Ten Commandments and various other rules of life within its bindings.

This Decalogue states;

Honour thy mother and father“.

Oh, oh, we blew that.  

Modern parents find little honour from their offspring. Most are very disrespectful and cannot take “NO” for an answer.

Look around Western society and see how youth speak and, on occasion, physically abuse their parents. 

The majority of youth think parenting is a slavery based occupation of which the child makes demands and the parents are fully to blame for any wrong doing or crisis.

Worship only God

Which “GOD“? 

Some Hindu’s will say there is only one god with 320 million forms, but certainly enough believe in this total that they would exceed your 100,000 limit and therefore the total would be over 320,000,000 gods

And this is just but one of the are roughly 4,200 religions in the world.

So, you tell me? 

Google has many answers ranging from 1 to hundreds of thousands.

Hence my belief in ‘FAITH‘ over ‘RELIGION”.

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Personally I am NATSARIM. A ‘Watchman” and “Lighthouse Keeper”.

“You shall not make idols”

Yet, almost every house of worship has statues of sort for the ‘Followers’ to approach and bend their knee. 

At least the Islamic followers have no false image for their croons to worship. Possibly due to not wanting us to know what a rapist pedophile actually looks like. 

I never understood why my Catholic family worship and pray to Jesus crucified. Should they not pray directly to their version of God? Not to a statue of his son?

Here’s one that makes me chuckle ……

You shall not take the name of the Lord in vain

Holy fracking mother of God – what in the name of fracking Christ were we all thinking? God damn!!!!

Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy

“Black Sabbath”? Ozzy Osbourne even admits they were just a band. 

Many would keep it holy if they did not have to go to work so they could go to the bar on their way home.

Oh, oh. This one must be wrong …….

Thy shall not commit murder

Unless in the name of faith or if you are just peeved and wish to hurt someone.

You shall not commit adultery

Unless you are really aroused and your spouse is no where to be seen.

You shall not steal

Laughing my arse off about this one. Not even going to comment concerning this.

Do not bear false witness against thy neighbour

Unless you can call the Tips Hotline and get a reward. Or you just feel like lying.

You shall not covet

All righty then. I will not. That is unless I really want it and YOU have it.

I will take it for granted that you understand my train of thoughts and therefore will not get into tearing apart the beliefs of all the other “Holy” manuscripts.

Especially the recently made famous “Qur’an“. It being such a sensible tablet of how to live a proper life – after your nine year old slave bride helps you murder all non-believers and such.

I am, that’s who.

So now, let us take a look around us …….

Racial disparity is spreading worldwide. 

Hatred is the “IN” thing this year.

Canada has a leader (I believe we do) that was elected for having nice hair, no political experience, a past history of dancing with the enemy and promises of legalizing drugs for teenagers and adults alike.

The United States has a leader who has decided enough is enough. 

Unfortunately, he may or may not be approaching his ideology from a wrong perspective. 

Even though I will gladly trade our leader for theirs and I will throw in a gallon of Maple syrup, a large poutine, five pounds of fantastic Ontario pork for your fork and an extra large Tim Horton’s coffee.

The United Kingdom – well – ummmmm – does not seem to “united” at this time.

Russia, Bless them, has Putin. A leader I personally admire as much as my Canadian poutine. ‘Good strong Russian boy“.

Israel is not doing so well but as soon as they murder all the Palestinians they should be “good to go“.  

North Korea could definitely benefit from allowing its citizens to watch television and surf the internet. Might change things for the better.

Guam should duck and hide – – – just in case.

China is doing ok with its “follow the leader” mentality. How does your egg roll?

Syria, Turkey, Pakistan, India, Iraq, Iran and surrounding empires are doing absolutely fantastic as far as time travel goes. They have managed to teleport back to 500B.C. 

I do not mean B.C. as in British Columbia. I mean B.C. as in visiting Fred Flintstone at his home.

Now that I have peeved off most of you, I shall talk about my once beautiful Canada.

Sometimes up to fifty percent of my fellow eligible voters actually leave Tim Horton’s and vote. But, not every election. For if we all voted we might have a better leader.

Our leader is purposely opening our borders to every single person no one else wants. They simply have to break our LAWS and walk into our country. If they cannot walk in our beloved government will fly them here. 

Heck, we will not even check you via vetting to see if you are coming to kill us or use our land to stage an attack on our allies.

If my fellow countrymen do not like that – well – being a democracy – they can all shut the heck up or go to jail.


Without trying to sound like a warmonger or naysayer, I have to admit that I believe whole heartedly the “Supper of the Lambs” has begun. And dessert is going to be a bitter treat for many.

I am not saying that the end of the Earth is coming.


I am saying that very soon “society” as we know it shall soon receive a well placed kick in the proverbial testicles and will have to be reset.

All these “GODS” are going to press “Control, Alt, Delete” and a downgrade to a previous version of mankind will be started in “safe mode”.


Until then, I shall remain, Dann – just as I am, Natsarim, Obeying Yahuwah

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Working my Salvation with fear and trembling in Yahusha


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(Men Going Their Own Way)