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The Mules, their stolen phone so close to Christmas

In regards to our phone being stolen on Friday December 21, 2018 around 11pm, the Mules want to make it clear that we weren’t strong armed. The phone was taken while we were asleep. This is the third time that this has happened. I wake up at night and I turn my phone on to listen to music, news, etc. and then I fall asleep with the phone next to me and somebody will come by, see it and take it while I’m asleep.

This is a photo of the place the Mules spent the night. We had previously spent the night here before and never had any problems. There weren’t any camps or people around so my guard was down and the phone was stolen.

A lot of comments are being made about certain cities and towns that the Mules should not go through. We don’t make any real plans on which cities and towns that we are going to pass. Because of that we have the opportunity to enjoy the varied cities and towns and the various residents of those towns in which we have passed. The Mules don’t intend to stop using the energy of the Nation, the Three Mules Nation, to visit and experience all the various people and citizens of this state because of one person who saw an opportunity to get a free phone.

The Mules will be walking through the Christmas holidays enjoying the guaranteed freedom to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness as it is guaranteed by the U.S. Constitution, the supreme law of the land, as it is to all its citizens within its borders and the Mules will be having a Merry Christmas holiday season because of it.

The Mules

NOTE: In regards to the picture of where we slept that night. It is extremely dirty full of trash, but this is indicative of the state in general. It is everywhere and it can hardly be blamed on any one city. The cities that may be cleaner is because they have the tax base to hire people to clean it. #LEAVENOTRACE

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My Old Anvil Repaired

The Mules posted if anybody had a stall Jack that they weren’t using and willing to donate it to the Mules. We want to thank all those who gave a positive response offering the Mules a stall jack. However, the folks at Wind Wolves Preserve offered to repair our old anvil we’ve used for so many years. Thank you Jesus, Alejandro, Alberto, and Landon for repairing our old anvil. A very nice job.

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Bakersfield – Thanksgiving Day

The Mules on Thanksgiving Day found ourselves walking through Bakersfield. It turned out to be a very rewarding day. The sky was clear blue with white puffy clouds. The air was crisp and clear due to the previous night’s rain. Clear blue skies and white puffy clouds are a rarity these days. Most of the time, the skies are silvery white or a dirty grey in color much of which is due to the chemical chem trail spraying over our heads.

We also became aware of some lawyers advertising their services. We took their names for we are in the process of drawing up some lawsuits pertaining to our God given right to move and travel freely in this country, how we choose, when we choose, codified in the U.S. Constitution, the supreme law of the land.

We will be seeking the advice and expertise of lawyers in the not to distant future. The Mules will consider these gentlemen as possible candidates for the job. There will be no monetary compensation. The reward for these gentlemen lawyers will be spiritual, the value of which will be experienced in a way totally unique to themselves.

The Mules know the value of such an effort will be extreme. These gentlemen lawyers, should they be selected from a large pool of candidates, will have no regrets for their services rendered.

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Giving thanks

The Mules give thanks on this Thanksgiving Day. We thank all the people who follow our page contributing their energy and effort to this place of one human being alone, but never alone, walking with his or her animal companion peacefully and responsibly, carrying no weapons, but carrying the energy that has been created and harbored for hundreds of thousands of years by all those who have given and resided in this place understanding and knowing the absolute value of true human freedom as only it can be experienced and practiced on this earth. The Mules are happy on this day. We hope the same for you.

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The Mules and a little tool that we made

A comment was made on the 3 Mules Facebook page that a video was taken showing me/Monk beating one of the mules.

We looked up the definition of the word beat: “To beat a person with a hard, heavy object such as a club, steel rod, bull whip causing physical harm.”

Pictured is a light switch we made to carry over my shoulder as we walk along the public thoroughfare.

Question as to why? Answer as to why.

When either of the two mules get close behind me not leaving a space sufficient enough to provide the degree of safety necessary should either one of them get startled and jump in any one of four directions, this switch I made is used to remind them to keep the necessary space between us, stop at intersections or step away from hazards.

Mules can be stubborn and strong willed at times. I weigh 110 lbs. Frank weighs 1400 lbs., so a little extra persuasion can be necessary at times. This tool aids in protecting the team from harm.

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Bakersfield, California

Little Girl, Blaine and Frank E. Boy

We decided to go back to Bakersfield and buy horseshoes. We walked between 15 and 20 miles. It was about 4:30pm, we were going north on Allen Road and Blain stopped and asked us if we needed a place to stay for the night. We said yes, so we stayed at Blaine’s place last night. Thank you Blain for your kindness to the Mules as they travel South towards San Diego.

Little Girl and Frank E. Boy eating dates.

Upon setting out this morning, we came apon a palm tree dropping many small dates. They were quite good. The mules have feasted on this particular variety all over Southern California.

Kern County Animal Control Officer

As we were walking south on Coffee Road, a Bakersfield Police Department police car went by us and circled around the corner. Not too long after that another one did the same. Shortly after that Kern County Animal Services animal control came around the corner. As we were approaching the stop light, an officer appeared in front of us.

He said, “I understand you’re trying to get rid of your animals.” I responded no I wasn’t. He said somebody said it was posted on our Facebook page that we were giving away our mules. We said goodbye. Have a nice day and continued walking.

Question: why would Bakersfield Police and animal control be bothering us about a private matter that’s not true to begin with?

November 4, 2018

The Mules and the nomadic way of life passing by the 5G control grid and its housing project for the coming transhumanized AI future.
While crossing the street, Frank lost a front shoe. Heard the clink. Went back and got it putting back on before dark.

 This evening, the endangered San Joaquin kit fox stopped to visit us.

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Organic Old Fashioned Rolled Oats

Pictured is a 25 pound sack of Bob’s Red Mill Organic Old Fashioned Rolled Oats. I switched from the standard Old-Fashioned Quaker Oats to the Bob’s Red Mill Organic Oats because I became aware of a study commissioned by Environmental Working Group (EWG) that Quaker Oats and various other varieties are laden with the chemical glyphosate, an active ingredient in Monsanto’s weed-killing pesticide Roundup, due to farmers using Roundup to spray their crops.

Last month, a California jury ordered Monsanto to pay $289 million in damages to a man dying of cancer, which he says was caused by his repeated exposure to large quantities of Roundup and other glyphosate-based weed killers while working as a school groundskeeper.

In the EWG study, Quaker Old Fashioned Oats three samples registered up to 1300 parts per billion (ppb), while little to none detected in organic rolled oats tested. To reach this maximum dose, one would only have to eat a single 60-gram serving of food with a glyphosate level of 160 ppb. The majority of samples of conventional oat products from EWG’s study exceeded 160ppb, meaning that a single serving of those products would exceed EWG’s health benchmark.

The organic oats are two to three times more in costs than non-organic, but we felt it necessary to switch because we eat 15 to 20 pounds of oatmeal a month and that is a lot of Round Up to consume into one’s body every day.

We purchased a 25 pound bag of Bob’s Red Mill Organic Old Fashioned Rolled Oats for $72.40.

However, we have since found a 25 pound bag of GrainMiller Certified Organic Regular Rolled Oats that is sold at WinCo for $27 which we purchased.

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3 Mules response to the gentleman pictured

The Mules would like to see a proper place for every horsewomen/horsemen to tie their horse in every shopping center, parking lot that serves the public and the Public Thoroughfare when coming to town to conduct business in that town. The Mules and all Horsemen and horsewomen are citizens of the United States. Our rights to Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness is guaranteed by the U.S. Constitution. The right to move freely in this country how you choose, when you choose, is that Happiness.

The relationship between man, woman, and horse is hundreds of thousands of years old, if not millions. It is sacred. The passage of any code, ordinance, law or the building of the Public Thoroughfare in such a way that interferes, curtails or prevents horsemen/women from using said thoroughfare or any venues connected to it is blatantly illegal and unconstitutional. The ages old sacred relationship between mankind and horse harbors the energy accumulated from a history spanning thousands of years. The energy of this relationship works relentlessly to protect and preserve its acquired place on earth. The Mules were born from this energy and our time on earth is to serve it.

The gentleman pictured in the photo above [link to the story here] the Mules believe is saying to the Privateer who owns the parking lot, you have not provided a secure place to tie/park my horse in your parking lot, therefore I am obliged to bring my horse in the store.

The Mules

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