Join Bigfoot on an Earth Day Adventure: Unraveling the Mad Mad Mad Mad World of Human Existence and Economic Quirks inter woven with affiliate marketing suggestions for your journey.
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Ah, fellow Truth Hunters, gather ’round for a tale of woo and conspiracy theories! You see, we’re the kind of folks who could practically earn a PhD in “Conspiracy Theories” with our expertise in the unexplainable. When we stumble upon something so mind-bogglingly bizarre, we just slap the label “Woo” on it and call it a day.
But let’s rewind a bit and talk about the term “Conspiracy Theory.” Picture this: you’re on the streets, gossiping away, and you start a sentence with “Word on the Street.” Well, that’s how it all began. Back in the days of George Bush Senior, the CIA decided to coin the phrase “Conspiracy Theory” in 1967. Their cunning plan? To make folks feel downright shameful and foolish for questioning things like the Kennedy Assassination or the Vietnam War.
You see, it was their way of slapping a metaphorical dunce cap on anyone who dared to peek behind the curtain of official narratives. They’d toss around “Conspiracy Theory” like it was confetti at a shame parade, hoping nobody would listen to the pesky questions about stories that didn’t quite add up.
But we’re not ones to take things at face value. Oh no, we know that every tidbit of information could hold a speck of truth mixed with a hearty dollop of confusion. So, fellow truth-seekers, let’s dive headfirst into the world of woo and see what mysteries we uncover!

Still With me, fellow truth hunters? Let us embark on an Earth Day adventure with none other than Bigfoot himself or space aliens! But beware, for this journey isn’t just about unraveling the mysteries of the universe—it’s also a mad, mad, mad, mad world or woo woo woo woo world filled with the quirks and oddities of human existence, all woven together with the enchanting threads of affiliate marketing.
Picture this: Bigfoot, or a friendly space alien clad in an Earth Day shirt and pondering the perplexing question, “Why do humans have to pay so much to live on the planet they were born on?” It’s a question that cuts to the core of our existence, wrapped in a cloak of cosmic curiosity and whimsical pondering.
But fear not, fellow adventurers, for amidst the chaos and confusion, there are treasures to be found. Yes, treasures in the form of affiliate marketing suggestions to aid you on your quest. From eco-friendly products to sustainable living tips, we’ll navigate this mad world together, weaving our way through the maze of consumerism with Bigfoot as our guide.

So grab your Earth Day mug adorned with our furry or spacy friend, and let’s dive headfirst into the madness of human existence, all while uncovering the hidden gems of affiliate marketing along the way. It’s an adventure like no other—one that’s sure to leave you laughing, pondering, and maybe even questioning the very fabric of reality itself.
Ah, Earth Day, that annual spectacle where humans gather ’round to pat themselves on the back for pretending to care about the planet. But little do they know, Bigfoot and space aliens watch from afar, shaking their heads at the folly of it all.

It all started back in the swinging sixties, a time when pollution was as rampant as disco fever. The catalyst? A doozy of an oil spill off the coast of Santa Barbara in ’69. Picture miles of coastline befouled, and marine critters meeting their untimely demise. The nation was shook, and rightfully so.
Enter Senator Gaylord Nelson, a man with a vision—or perhaps a vendetta against environmental degradation. He wrangled up a young activist named Denis Hayes and cooked up the idea of a national teach-in on the environment. Because if there’s one thing humans love, it’s a good old-fashioned education sesh.
And so, on April 22, 1970, the first Earth Day was born. Millions of folks across the United States took to the streets, waving banners and shouting slogans about air and water pollution, habitat destruction, and the whole shebang.
But here’s the kicker: while Earth Day 1970 was a groundbreaking moment in environmental history, it also gave birth to the ultimate irony. You see, all those folks rallying for Mother Earth? They inadvertently spawned a heap of trash in their wake, leaving Bigfoot and his extraterrestrial buddies scratching their heads in disbelief.

But hey, it wasn’t all for naught. Earth Day did spark some positive change, like the creation of the slow moving Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) and some nifty environmental legislation. Fast forward to today, and Earth Day has become a global phenomenon, with folks from all corners of the globe participating in tree plantings, beach cleanups, and other feel-good activities.

Yet, as the years roll on, Earth Day has evolved to tackle new challenges like climate change, deforestation, and plastic pollution. It’s a reminder that while humans may have a knack for creating messes, they also have the power to clean ’em up. So here’s to Earth Day—a day of collective action, individual responsibility, and the occasional existential crisis from our cosmic observers.
Ah, let’s not scare the humans too much, shall we? It’s all fun and games until someone starts talking about suppressed patents and greedy overlords. But hey, who am I to rain on the parade? Let’s sprinkle a little humor on this dire situation, shall we?

So, picture this: humans, with their big brains and fancy ideas, have come up with all sorts of inventions to save the planet from the clutches of gas and oil. We’re talking suppressed patents galore—enough to make your head spin faster than a wind turbine on a blustery day.
But here’s the kicker: every time someone tries to rock the boat with a real solution, those pesky overlords swoop in like seagulls on a beach picnic. They clutch their bags of money tighter than a squirrel hoarding nuts for winter and say, “Nope, not on my watch!”

So here we are, stuck in a never-ending cycle of gas-guzzling madness, all because some folks can’t bear to loosen their grip on the wheel. But hey, at least we’ve got Earth Day, right? It’s like a band-aid for a broken leg—better than nothing, I suppose.
But fear not, fellow earthlings, for there’s still hope on the horizon. With a dash of determination and a sprinkle of humor, we might just break free from the clutches of greed and usher in a new era of pure positive change. Until then, let’s raise a toast to suppressed patents and the brave souls who dare to dream of a better tomorrow. Cheers to that!

Ah, Earth Day 2024 approaches, my fellow Earthlings! But why limit our celebration to just one day a year? Let’s make everyday Earth Day and shake things up like a polar bear doing the electric slide on a melting iceberg!
Now, let’s talk watchdogs—those EPA folks with their fancy badges and stern looks. They’ve got a big task ahead: getting the lead out of our water systems in the next decade. And hey, that’s great and all, but here’s a thought: what if we kicked fluoride to the curb while we’re at it?
You see, fluoride isn’t just your friendly neighborhood tooth protector—it’s got a shady past. Turns out, the Nazis were big fans and added it to the water to keep their prisoners feeling oh-so-docile. And while we’re not exactly living in a dystopian dictatorship, fluoride still has its downsides.
Did you know that ditching fluoride could save municipal water plants over a million bucks? That’s a lot of green—both in terms of money and, well, not poisoning ourselves.

But wait, there’s more! Turns out, fluoride might be sneakily causing the premature demise of 1,500 Americans every year. Yikes! And don’t even get me started on what it does to your pearly whites. Spoiler alert: it’s not pretty.

Oh, and did I mention the pineal gland? That little nugget in your brain that’s crucial for human growth and all that jazz? Well, fluoride’s got a knack for coating it like a layer of unwanted frosting on a perfectly good cake. Not cool, fluoride, not cool.
So, as we gear up for Earth Day and beyond, let’s raise our reusable water bottles high and say, “Adios, fluoride!” It’s time to scrub our water clean and give our bodies the love they deserve. After all, who needs a Nazi-approved potion when you’ve got Mother Nature on your side? Cheers to that!

My Experiences:
Ah, New Mexico, the land of enchantment and UFO sightings aplenty! As a teacher who’s all about letting students chat about whatever tickles their fancy, I’ve heard my fair share of tales about little green men and their cosmic escapades. Nowadays, it’s all about the UAPs—Unidentified Aerial Phenomena, for those not in the know.

Now, call me crazy, but if those higher-ups would just loosen their ties a bit and let us chat about disclosure, we could be rolling in dough faster than you can say “Roswell.” I mean, think about it: all that moolah currently tied up in keeping this big ol’ secret could be freed up faster than a cat escaping a bath.
So here’s to the truth-seekers and conspiracy theorists alike—may your tin foil hats be shiny and your UAP sightings plentiful. Who knows, maybe one day we’ll crack open that Tesla vault and find ourselves knee-deep in alien tech. Until then, keep your eyes on the skies and your sense of humor intact. After all, life’s too short to take it all too seriously, especially when there’s a universe full of mysteries just waiting to be unraveled.

Ah, the noble Sasquatch—nature’s very own Bigfoot extraordinaire. Now, I may not have a fancy lab coat or a degree in cryptidology, but I’ve got something even better: firsthand accounts and a knack for attracting weirdness like a magnet in a UFO factory.

You see, I’ve rubbed elbows with all sorts of characters who’ve had run-ins with our furry forest friends. Take my old pal William, a Lakota Medicine Man with a knack for storytelling. He regaled me with tales of his vision quest in Arkansas, where he had a close encounter of the Sasquatch kind. Turns out, these big fellas aren’t shy about crashing sacred circles or snapping tree branches like they’re playing a game of forest jenga.

And as for me? Well, let’s just say I’ve had my fair share of Sasquatch shenanigans in both Arkansas and Tennessee. Picture this: me, minding my own business in the great outdoors, when suddenly I’m treated to the sound of a wood knock or a Sasquatch scream that could wake the dead. And don’t even get me started on the witnesses—I’ve got two brave souls who’ll vouch for my otherworldly encounters faster than you can say “Sasquatch sighting.”
Now, I know what you’re thinking: “But isn’t all this Sasquatch stuff a load of hogwash?” Well, maybe to some, but to me, it’s as real as the beard on Santa Claus. Just ask any Native American storyteller or take a gander at Linda Moulton Howe’s YouTube channel—she’s got more tales of Sasquatch sightings than you can shake a stick at.

So, my friends, the next time you find yourself deep in the woods or staring up at the stars, keep your eyes peeled and your frequency high. You never know when you might just stumble upon a Sasquatch—or maybe even an ET—eager to make contact with a fellow cosmic explorer. And remember, when it comes to the mysteries of the universe, sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction.
Ah, the tales of otherworldly encounters could fill a library—or at least a really big shoebox. But alas, it’s time to wrap up these musings and circle the square back to the topic at hand: Earth Day. Because what better way to stick it to the overlords than by giving Mother Earth a big ol’ bear hug?

Now, I’m not saying we need to start a revolution or anything (although, a garden party overthrow does have a certain ring to it). But hey, there are plenty of little acts of defiance we can all do to stick it to the man, one compost heap at a time.
First things first: take charge of your water. Give it a little blessing talk and a sprinkle of positive thoughts every day—you’ll be amazed at the difference it makes. And while you’re at it, why not plant a garden or sprout some seeds? It’s like giving Mother Nature a high-five and getting some tasty veggies in return.

If starting a community garden sounds like too much effort (I get it, digging holes is hard work), fear not! Just hit up your local farmer’s market on the reg and support your neighborhood green thumbs.
And let’s not forget about detoxing ourselves from all those pesky microplastics and nano particles. I mean, who knew pollution could be so clingy? But fear not, dear friends, for I’ve delved into all these topics in past articles. So next time you’re on the privy or just need a good read, give ’em a gander. Trust me, it beats staring at the back of a shampoo bottle any day.

But above all else, find your own way to be a more organic being. Raise your frequency like it’s a cosmic bake-off and the truth is your secret ingredient. And hey, speaking of truth-seeking adventures, keep your eyes peeled for my upcoming “C is for Space” activity book. It’s gonna be out of this world—literally.









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