“If all you ever do is all you’ve ever done, then all you’ll ever get is all you ever got.” Supposedly, this is a Texas saying, however, it is also true.
In these times we live in, instead of giving up, don't stop there, get really mad and take some time to really focus your anger to change things. If you can't change things for everyone, at least begin to make changes so you will survive.
For example, if Galveston, Texas was your town and your neighborhood is gone, at least for now, move somewhere else and start a new life anyway you can. There will be nothing in Galveston for you for at least a year maybe more. Possibly it is then end of Galveston if these storms keep hitting like this. Move on. Your mental and physical survival may depend on it and your kids and their kids.
If you work for Lehman Brothers and you and your family and your MBA specialty job is gone now stop crying and get angry enough to think of a possible new future for you and your family. If you don't get angry enough to think of and create a new future no one will!
No matter what your life circumstance move on if all has failed and try something new. If you don't you might just go crazy and die right where you are-- soon.
Remember, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained!"
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
For Candidates for Restraining Orders
I just thought I would relay some helpful information since my God-Daughter is presently having a difficult time preventing her ex-live in boyfriend from stalking her and harming her life in multiple ways. Since tonight is the epicenter of the full moon this seemed like an opportune time to write this so more people stay alive and hopefully not harm themselves or anyone else.
First of all, the one thing you do NOT want to do is to live alone after you break up with a live in lover of any length of time over 1 to 3 months. It's important to be with friends, relatives, anyone who is objective because NOBODY is objecive after such a break up after short or long periods of time. It doesn't really matter the reason it ended,being alone, and living alone can make one suicidal-homicidal often in these situations often because people get into delusional states when left alone they or others die or are permanently maimed in some way.
So, if you are serious about surviving your breakup and serious about other people surviving your breakup and serious about your ex surviving the breakup seek out other people who are objective and listen to them. REMEMBER, IT IS BETTER EVEN TO START A REBOUND RELATIONSHIP RATHER THAN KILL YOURSELF OR SOMEONE ELSE(BUT ONLY IF YOU ARE PSYCHOLOGICALLY HEALTHY ENOUGH TO BE ABLE TO PULL THAT OFF).
Remember if you were really in love with your lover or even just believed that you were
it usually takes 2 to 5 years to get over the worst of the symptoms.
The most in love(young love) was when I was in my late teens. I was young and didn't understand a whole lot of things I do now. First, there was a girl in my church that I expected to marry that was the sister of one of my best friends since I was about 6 years old. I did date her from age 17 to 19. However, in my senior year I went away to a boarding school and had another affair with a 16 year old there who also lived in Los Angeles County, California like me. So when we returned on the train 2000 miles on the old El Capitan train I had two girlfriends and it was pretty crazy. However, my first girlfriend was a year older than I and already in college and though she loved me put up with my dalliance with a 16 year old. Then I went back to my college girlfriend like nothing had happened but I felt very guilty about the whole 16 year old thing so we broke up in Chicago during Christmas vacation when I was 19. We were at a church convention there. So my college girlfriend that I had known since I was 6 got interested in a handsome blonde haired 25 year old rocket scientist from Texas and I was interested in his girlfriend from the Detroit, Michigan area, so we sort of traded girlfriends. Even though I loved my college girlfriend from Los Angeles I was too ashamed to stay with her because of my dalliance with a 16 year old. So I believed I was in love with my new girlfriend from the Detroit, Michigan area. We went together for 2 years until I was 21, her in college in the Detroit Area and I in Los Angeles county in College there(she came out summers). However, because we were both religious we had a celibate relationship because people of my faith did not have sex with people they were going to marry before marriage. (I would have but they were of a more conservative point of view than I). When my Detroit Girlfriend and I broke up because she told me she wanted to remain celibate after marriage, I broke up with her because I couldn't have children with a celibate wife.
However, even though I made the right decision I could not live without her and became despondent and suicidal. I did not become angry at her because she wanted to be celibate and I understood that so I was angry at myself for all the wrong reasons.
However, it took me 5 years to get over both my Los Angeles childhood and college girlfriend(she got married to the rocket scientist from Texas and is still with him there) and when her brother died I got back in contact with her. I have had no contact with my Detroit girlfriend since we broke up in 1969 around the time when we landed on the moon the first time. However, I know she eventually married and raised to step children as their mother had died.
The point I'm trying to make is that if you break up with someone you have to choose to live on without them otherwise you won't.
The reason I'm alive today is that I took to heart the Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young song, "If you can't be with the one you love, honey, love the one your with, love the one you're with." So that is how I survived. Since I was still relatively a virgin at age 21 even though I had spent the night with girlfriends since I was 16(there was no intercourse) I was pretty frustrated by this and experiencing a pretty bad full time case of testosterone poisoning. So about 25 girlfriends and about 5 years later(most all of them were not virgins when I met them and none of them were after meeting me) I married and had a son at age 26 with my 21 year old bride. Even though we broke up 4 years later and I got custody of my then 3 year old son, my son gave me reason to stay alive and take care of him and create a really good life for us both. When he was 5 I met a lady with 2 kids from her first marriage and we were married for 15 years and I now have a 19 year old biological daughter from that marriage. Then that ended awfully
and I married again at age 46 and had another daughter in 1996. We have been happily together since then. My now 19 year old daughter from my last marriage spent a month with us this summer and was the single most useful person while a close relative of my wife's died. So I bought her a good car to go to college with since she was so very helpful. We have been skiing together since she is very athletic since she was about 4 years old. Now she is not only an expert skier but now an intermediate snowboarder too.
I ski while she snowboards every winter. Her boyfriend is an excellent trick snowboarder too.
As you can see, unless you make decisions to stay alive after a breakup you don't psychologically or physically survive. There isn't just one perfect person for you, there are hundreds and maybe even thousands out there. Yes, it will never be the same but what you really need is a real friend that shares your interests and is sexually compatible with you that wants to live where you do. That is what works. Choose life! not death.
First of all, the one thing you do NOT want to do is to live alone after you break up with a live in lover of any length of time over 1 to 3 months. It's important to be with friends, relatives, anyone who is objective because NOBODY is objecive after such a break up after short or long periods of time. It doesn't really matter the reason it ended,being alone, and living alone can make one suicidal-homicidal often in these situations often because people get into delusional states when left alone they or others die or are permanently maimed in some way.
So, if you are serious about surviving your breakup and serious about other people surviving your breakup and serious about your ex surviving the breakup seek out other people who are objective and listen to them. REMEMBER, IT IS BETTER EVEN TO START A REBOUND RELATIONSHIP RATHER THAN KILL YOURSELF OR SOMEONE ELSE(BUT ONLY IF YOU ARE PSYCHOLOGICALLY HEALTHY ENOUGH TO BE ABLE TO PULL THAT OFF).
Remember if you were really in love with your lover or even just believed that you were
it usually takes 2 to 5 years to get over the worst of the symptoms.
The most in love(young love) was when I was in my late teens. I was young and didn't understand a whole lot of things I do now. First, there was a girl in my church that I expected to marry that was the sister of one of my best friends since I was about 6 years old. I did date her from age 17 to 19. However, in my senior year I went away to a boarding school and had another affair with a 16 year old there who also lived in Los Angeles County, California like me. So when we returned on the train 2000 miles on the old El Capitan train I had two girlfriends and it was pretty crazy. However, my first girlfriend was a year older than I and already in college and though she loved me put up with my dalliance with a 16 year old. Then I went back to my college girlfriend like nothing had happened but I felt very guilty about the whole 16 year old thing so we broke up in Chicago during Christmas vacation when I was 19. We were at a church convention there. So my college girlfriend that I had known since I was 6 got interested in a handsome blonde haired 25 year old rocket scientist from Texas and I was interested in his girlfriend from the Detroit, Michigan area, so we sort of traded girlfriends. Even though I loved my college girlfriend from Los Angeles I was too ashamed to stay with her because of my dalliance with a 16 year old. So I believed I was in love with my new girlfriend from the Detroit, Michigan area. We went together for 2 years until I was 21, her in college in the Detroit Area and I in Los Angeles county in College there(she came out summers). However, because we were both religious we had a celibate relationship because people of my faith did not have sex with people they were going to marry before marriage. (I would have but they were of a more conservative point of view than I). When my Detroit Girlfriend and I broke up because she told me she wanted to remain celibate after marriage, I broke up with her because I couldn't have children with a celibate wife.
However, even though I made the right decision I could not live without her and became despondent and suicidal. I did not become angry at her because she wanted to be celibate and I understood that so I was angry at myself for all the wrong reasons.
However, it took me 5 years to get over both my Los Angeles childhood and college girlfriend(she got married to the rocket scientist from Texas and is still with him there) and when her brother died I got back in contact with her. I have had no contact with my Detroit girlfriend since we broke up in 1969 around the time when we landed on the moon the first time. However, I know she eventually married and raised to step children as their mother had died.
The point I'm trying to make is that if you break up with someone you have to choose to live on without them otherwise you won't.
The reason I'm alive today is that I took to heart the Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young song, "If you can't be with the one you love, honey, love the one your with, love the one you're with." So that is how I survived. Since I was still relatively a virgin at age 21 even though I had spent the night with girlfriends since I was 16(there was no intercourse) I was pretty frustrated by this and experiencing a pretty bad full time case of testosterone poisoning. So about 25 girlfriends and about 5 years later(most all of them were not virgins when I met them and none of them were after meeting me) I married and had a son at age 26 with my 21 year old bride. Even though we broke up 4 years later and I got custody of my then 3 year old son, my son gave me reason to stay alive and take care of him and create a really good life for us both. When he was 5 I met a lady with 2 kids from her first marriage and we were married for 15 years and I now have a 19 year old biological daughter from that marriage. Then that ended awfully
and I married again at age 46 and had another daughter in 1996. We have been happily together since then. My now 19 year old daughter from my last marriage spent a month with us this summer and was the single most useful person while a close relative of my wife's died. So I bought her a good car to go to college with since she was so very helpful. We have been skiing together since she is very athletic since she was about 4 years old. Now she is not only an expert skier but now an intermediate snowboarder too.
I ski while she snowboards every winter. Her boyfriend is an excellent trick snowboarder too.
As you can see, unless you make decisions to stay alive after a breakup you don't psychologically or physically survive. There isn't just one perfect person for you, there are hundreds and maybe even thousands out there. Yes, it will never be the same but what you really need is a real friend that shares your interests and is sexually compatible with you that wants to live where you do. That is what works. Choose life! not death.
The Long Slow Motion Economic Train Wreck
Two or three years ago when this all began if someone in the U.S. Government had stepped up to the plate all this could have been avoided. But, since then we have all witnessed the long slow motion train wreck of a slow world financial collapse that has been entirely unnecessary from the beginning.
Yes. The U.S. can't and couldn't afford the last two years of Iraq and Afghanistan. And yes, without these two wars none of this likely would be happening, and yes, I think this is the stupidest thing I've seen since I have been alive. However, something this far reaching has obviously been planned by some group of people.
If you want to know who caused this you have to look no further than who is directly benefiting from all these financial changes worldwide.
Yes. The U.S. can't and couldn't afford the last two years of Iraq and Afghanistan. And yes, without these two wars none of this likely would be happening, and yes, I think this is the stupidest thing I've seen since I have been alive. However, something this far reaching has obviously been planned by some group of people.
If you want to know who caused this you have to look no further than who is directly benefiting from all these financial changes worldwide.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Conversations with Bigfoot
fiction? speculative fiction.
Though I have experienced what I believe to be many telepathic contacts with various Bigfoot beings, I think it is much more useful to say it is speculative fiction at best.
One of my stranger experiences in this vein I was sitting in my hot tub(spa) on the Northern California Coast near the ocean in the forest. I was sort of contemplating all the birds and clouds moving overhead and picked up because I was in the right kind of mode for excellent telepathic communication. At first I thought I was picking up a buck or deer telepathically because they have a very different mental telepathic signature than a human adult or child.
So I telepathically asked the being if he was bigfoot. He said telepathically that he was the kind of being I was thinking him about. He said(said means telepathic communication) that I must be part bigfoot because otherwise I couldn't do what I was doing. He said that likely it was my Scottish ancestry going back to Scotland. (Obviously, there was much more communication in a very detailed manner between us before we were able to establish all this). Because obviously, the bigfoot had never been to school or watched TV. However, all beings have compensating mechanisms in order to continue to survive anything.
After all, you and I and the Bigfoot and the raccoons, mountain lions, and bears and the like all are the survivor genes(in other words our genes and our forebears had it together enough to live to the age of reproduction, reproduce and find some way for us to survive to adulthood. So, we all have the survivor gene. And there is one thing that all with the survivor gene have. We are all very very adaptive both genetically and behaviorally.
So, as I'm talking(telepathing) I get the idea that the only reason this bigfoot is talking to me is that I am a distant relative. So I asked if he could screen others thoughts and appear as a buck or deer. He said, "Yes. That is what we do as a matter of course. Otherwise with this many people around us we would all be dead. I said, "Why don't people find your tracks or feces more?" The bigfoot said, "We usually bury our feces and most of our kind prefer to be as remote as possible. However, with the encroachment of humans on our wild places not we have no choice but to appear as other things quite often now."
I asked bigfoot if there were different varieties of Bigfoot all over the world. He thought that was quite likely but that he mostly like being near the ocean in the forest like the mountain lions and raccoons and deer and such.
I said, "So, you are talking to me because I am part bigfoot?" He said, "Yes. Many humans are part bigfoot otherwise they wouldn't be able to communicate in this way." So I asked, "How many humans that you encounter are part Bigfoot?" He said "About 1 finger out of ten, though in most it is very watered down." I said, "How does this happen?" He said that Bigfoot females sometimes get taken with a human male or a bigfoot gets taken with a human woman and then can make the human male or female believe not only they are with another human but actually mate with them with a child resulting sometimes, though a child is rare.
He also said it mostly happened with country people as a bigfoot would think city people just too far removed from the forest to be interesting to a bigfoot. Also, if the female bigfoot's child looked human she would take it near humans or if a human female got pregnant by a bigfoot and it looked like a bigfoot it would usually be destroyed by doctors as being an unfit human being.
This actually made sense to me and made me wonder about where a lot of really highly endowed ESP people got their gifts.
Though I have experienced what I believe to be many telepathic contacts with various Bigfoot beings, I think it is much more useful to say it is speculative fiction at best.
One of my stranger experiences in this vein I was sitting in my hot tub(spa) on the Northern California Coast near the ocean in the forest. I was sort of contemplating all the birds and clouds moving overhead and picked up because I was in the right kind of mode for excellent telepathic communication. At first I thought I was picking up a buck or deer telepathically because they have a very different mental telepathic signature than a human adult or child.
So I telepathically asked the being if he was bigfoot. He said telepathically that he was the kind of being I was thinking him about. He said(said means telepathic communication) that I must be part bigfoot because otherwise I couldn't do what I was doing. He said that likely it was my Scottish ancestry going back to Scotland. (Obviously, there was much more communication in a very detailed manner between us before we were able to establish all this). Because obviously, the bigfoot had never been to school or watched TV. However, all beings have compensating mechanisms in order to continue to survive anything.
After all, you and I and the Bigfoot and the raccoons, mountain lions, and bears and the like all are the survivor genes(in other words our genes and our forebears had it together enough to live to the age of reproduction, reproduce and find some way for us to survive to adulthood. So, we all have the survivor gene. And there is one thing that all with the survivor gene have. We are all very very adaptive both genetically and behaviorally.
So, as I'm talking(telepathing) I get the idea that the only reason this bigfoot is talking to me is that I am a distant relative. So I asked if he could screen others thoughts and appear as a buck or deer. He said, "Yes. That is what we do as a matter of course. Otherwise with this many people around us we would all be dead. I said, "Why don't people find your tracks or feces more?" The bigfoot said, "We usually bury our feces and most of our kind prefer to be as remote as possible. However, with the encroachment of humans on our wild places not we have no choice but to appear as other things quite often now."
I asked bigfoot if there were different varieties of Bigfoot all over the world. He thought that was quite likely but that he mostly like being near the ocean in the forest like the mountain lions and raccoons and deer and such.
I said, "So, you are talking to me because I am part bigfoot?" He said, "Yes. Many humans are part bigfoot otherwise they wouldn't be able to communicate in this way." So I asked, "How many humans that you encounter are part Bigfoot?" He said "About 1 finger out of ten, though in most it is very watered down." I said, "How does this happen?" He said that Bigfoot females sometimes get taken with a human male or a bigfoot gets taken with a human woman and then can make the human male or female believe not only they are with another human but actually mate with them with a child resulting sometimes, though a child is rare.
He also said it mostly happened with country people as a bigfoot would think city people just too far removed from the forest to be interesting to a bigfoot. Also, if the female bigfoot's child looked human she would take it near humans or if a human female got pregnant by a bigfoot and it looked like a bigfoot it would usually be destroyed by doctors as being an unfit human being.
This actually made sense to me and made me wonder about where a lot of really highly endowed ESP people got their gifts.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Does Race, Gender or Age motivate you?
They say voters vote emotionally on average. Only a few are really thoughtful about it and take the time to compare all the candidates. For example, I have never voted for whom I thought was the best candidate for my personal needs. I have always voted for the survival and longevity of the democratic principles of our nation because what our nation does affects the whole world. Yes. It is true that we have another elephant, China among us rolling over all the mice and fleas(smaller nations) so it is a very changing world we live in. But still (how goes America also goes the world) to a greater or lesser degree. Therefore, who rules us and how corrupt or not corrupt they are IS VERY IMPORTANT to the rights of all on earth.
Since we have not been in a worse time in the United States since 1929 and the Great Depression and World War II, if I had any choice I wanted for President appropriate to our times it would be Franklin Delano Roosevelt, Bill or Hillary Clinton would be my second Choice, Ronald Reagan would be my third Choice and NO ONE this year would I choose to be President At this time.
McCain has given up all his principles that I used to respect him for and Obama is proving himself to indecisive. In other words his innate intelligence is interferring with him making good decisions. McCain is too grumpy and too old and will likely get us all killed while bankrupting the nation further because economics of the middle and lower classes is not his suit. Palin will make sure the right to abortion ends and women will then be relegated to the dung heap of history once their right to control their own bodies is gone. There not only won't be a glass sealing but only the elitist rightest rich women will be able to rise to the top.
So, if you vote to have the first woman become a vice-President, remember it is a trick vote because if you vote Palin in it is the end of your rights as a woman if you are middle to lower class. You may be able to vote after Palin gets in but everything else useful to you will be gone.
As for Obama, I think he is very inspirational but is now demonstrating his incapacity to make good decisions under pressure by the way he is campaigning. McCain is demonstrating he can make decisions to win an election by putting Palin(a republican Paris Hilton or Britney Spears celebrity) on the ticket with him. But has he demonstrated he will be a good President? Yes. If this were 2000 he would have been the perfect President. Todays McCain has given up all his principles to win at any cost. I'm sorry McCain, I think you want to be President so bad it is at any cost, including the damage you will do being president while being elected as the oldest first time electable President in the History of the United States. You are just too old and the world situation is just too bad.
So, what do we have? Obama, a very excellent Peace time President or McCain who likely will die in Office during a war while we go further bankrupt and become a banana republic because of war debts.
Lastly, No nation in the history of earth has ever taken and held Afghanistan! Think about that. These people are just so tough they kick any foreigners out and have the tradition of doing this for about 10,000 years. Even the Soviets had to leave. And you think we can stay without going bankrupt? Think Again!
Since we have not been in a worse time in the United States since 1929 and the Great Depression and World War II, if I had any choice I wanted for President appropriate to our times it would be Franklin Delano Roosevelt, Bill or Hillary Clinton would be my second Choice, Ronald Reagan would be my third Choice and NO ONE this year would I choose to be President At this time.
McCain has given up all his principles that I used to respect him for and Obama is proving himself to indecisive. In other words his innate intelligence is interferring with him making good decisions. McCain is too grumpy and too old and will likely get us all killed while bankrupting the nation further because economics of the middle and lower classes is not his suit. Palin will make sure the right to abortion ends and women will then be relegated to the dung heap of history once their right to control their own bodies is gone. There not only won't be a glass sealing but only the elitist rightest rich women will be able to rise to the top.
So, if you vote to have the first woman become a vice-President, remember it is a trick vote because if you vote Palin in it is the end of your rights as a woman if you are middle to lower class. You may be able to vote after Palin gets in but everything else useful to you will be gone.
As for Obama, I think he is very inspirational but is now demonstrating his incapacity to make good decisions under pressure by the way he is campaigning. McCain is demonstrating he can make decisions to win an election by putting Palin(a republican Paris Hilton or Britney Spears celebrity) on the ticket with him. But has he demonstrated he will be a good President? Yes. If this were 2000 he would have been the perfect President. Todays McCain has given up all his principles to win at any cost. I'm sorry McCain, I think you want to be President so bad it is at any cost, including the damage you will do being president while being elected as the oldest first time electable President in the History of the United States. You are just too old and the world situation is just too bad.
So, what do we have? Obama, a very excellent Peace time President or McCain who likely will die in Office during a war while we go further bankrupt and become a banana republic because of war debts.
Lastly, No nation in the history of earth has ever taken and held Afghanistan! Think about that. These people are just so tough they kick any foreigners out and have the tradition of doing this for about 10,000 years. Even the Soviets had to leave. And you think we can stay without going bankrupt? Think Again!
Friday, September 12, 2008
Large Hadron Collider to Have "Practical" Spin-Offs?
http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2008/09/080912-lhc-practical.html
I titled this blog article with the same title as the above article I'm referring to.
Though many positive result may come from the Hadron collider on the Swiss-French border, many negative effects may come as well. Just remember the Manhattan Project and Hiroshima and Nagasaki and all the physical and psychological suffering ever since then.
Likewise, the Hadron Collider will have similar results in the future. I'm speaking as a precognitive psychic now---many will die of unexplained illnesses over the next 50 years from it as well as strange multi-dimentional disorders. We live here on earth in a very rare and precious environment. In some ways the Manhattan Project and the Hadron Collider bring the most physically destructive elements(to biological beings and creatures and plants) of the universe to us as well as the benefits. Anyone working on a project like this has to be prepared for effects that might combine all the worst and best aspects of the Manhattan Project and very weird drug like effects on those within at least 100 miles of this ongoing experiment. You won't have to just believe me. If it is ever made public in the next 10 to 20 years you will learn first hand about some of the negative effects on humans in the news if it isn't suppressed.
I titled this blog article with the same title as the above article I'm referring to.
Though many positive result may come from the Hadron collider on the Swiss-French border, many negative effects may come as well. Just remember the Manhattan Project and Hiroshima and Nagasaki and all the physical and psychological suffering ever since then.
Likewise, the Hadron Collider will have similar results in the future. I'm speaking as a precognitive psychic now---many will die of unexplained illnesses over the next 50 years from it as well as strange multi-dimentional disorders. We live here on earth in a very rare and precious environment. In some ways the Manhattan Project and the Hadron Collider bring the most physically destructive elements(to biological beings and creatures and plants) of the universe to us as well as the benefits. Anyone working on a project like this has to be prepared for effects that might combine all the worst and best aspects of the Manhattan Project and very weird drug like effects on those within at least 100 miles of this ongoing experiment. You won't have to just believe me. If it is ever made public in the next 10 to 20 years you will learn first hand about some of the negative effects on humans in the news if it isn't suppressed.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
in Memoriam: 9-11
I was listening today 9-11-08 to an NPR broadcast while driving my car. A man had written a book about West Point graduates and how their lives were affected by 9-11-01. One of the widows was there also of a West Point Grad killed in Iraq. She said that her husband was always quoting Voltaire, the French philosopher who once said, paraphrased, "I may not agree with what you have to say but I will die defending your right to say it!" At this point I found tears streaming down my face as a clearer understanding of the troops fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan emerged within me. I needed to cry. I needed to hear this quote by Voltaire. I needed to know that because I can cry I am not one of the 70,000 in New York City that have been diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder because of their experiences on 9-11-01 and afterward.
Everyone in the free world and beyond was wounded that day. The question is: Can you live with it and move on or has it crippled you for life? Each of us can only answer that question alone in our heart of hearts as we go to sleep at night.
Everyone in the free world and beyond was wounded that day. The question is: Can you live with it and move on or has it crippled you for life? Each of us can only answer that question alone in our heart of hearts as we go to sleep at night.
Meridian Walks the Earth
fiction? note:fiction? does not mean for me that I am writing just fiction. It means to me that I am writing the highest truths I can as safely as I can for both me and you. I use this demarkation to protect your sensibilities and my life from unnecessary harm. If you see the truth you will be reinforced. Therefore there are always hundreds of levels of perception written within writings demarked (fiction?) including Galactic codes for earth governments to decipher. It has been this way since my first contact with Elohar and Ragna from 7000+ AD on the alternate timeline who live near the Matterhorn on the border of Italy and Switzerland. I first met them when they arrived here from 7028 AD probably September or October of that year when they visited me in 1969. At the time I was 21 and had lost any real meaning in my life to stay alive any longer because I had broken up with my then, love of my life that I had planned the next 20 to 40 years of my life around. I had also been excommunicated from the church I was raised in for being too alternative for their tastes. So when they came and told me that something I would do would prevent the extinction of the human race I told them, "I have absolutely no reason to live on for myself. However, if my life keeps the human race alive then I will live on for them." So I dedicated myself to finding out how my life saved humanity from extinction.
At this point I think it is mostly through my writing. However, I could be wrong. It could be from other means as well. Time will tell. However, I'm 60 years old now so we'll see. end note.
Begin Story.
When I was young one of my teachers said to me, "If you live to be 100, you will live to be 500. If you live to be 500, you will live to be 1000. If you live to be 1000, you will live to be 5000. If you live to be 5000, you will live to be 10,000."
At the time I remember thinking, "This can be true, can it?" However, because this person was a very wise teacher, I had to consider it as a possiblity because thousands to millions of people on earth consider him to be like a Jesus of these times. So I had to at least consider the possiblity that he might be telling me the absolute truth!
I had dedicated myself to becoming enlightened in my teens after having almost died from two childhood ilnesses. Both I and my best friend in Junior High and High School tended to be much more serious than our compatriots because of our near death experiences, he from childhood polio and I from whooping cough and childhood epilepsy. Let's put it this way. Silly, we were not. We were survivors. We played but we were never silly. We were serious survivors always. I suppose the silliest we ever got was when I was 16. He convinced me into getting drunk with some buddies while he stayed sober and drove my 56 ford stationwagon. Although this was a mistake as I lost a front cap on one of my front teeth in a fight and had a scar on my check for a year that was a hit to the cheekbone it created a positive outcome. I could not drink and get drunk. I was allergic to alcohol. My normal kindly self turned into an asshole when drunk. So I vowed to never get drunk again to protect everyone. To this day I have succeeded in this over 40 years later. This didn't mean I didn't have a glass of wine or a beer once a month or every six months after I was 21. It just meant I never drank to excess ever again to protect everyone from myself. This was an excellent idea because I am 6 feet 4 1/2 inches tall and big boned and if angered could easily bring someone down permanently with one or two blows. So, as you can see I have REALLY been protecting mankind from my size and my allergy to alcohol.
So this has allowed me to be relatively clear headed except for college like most people in the late 1960s. I was 21 in 1969.
I didn't get to India until 1985&6 even though I had been thinking about India, Nepal and even Tibet since I was in my teens. I think the first time I considered the Himalayas was when I saw the 1930s version of "Shangri-la" in the 1950s. My father and mother were also taken with all the mysteries of Tibet, Nepal and India too. So they encouraged me to stay telepathic, talking to angels and good spirits and embarking on a path that took me to soul travel. I started mountain climbing and rock climbing with friends in Yosemite and and Idylwild, Ca.
So with my friend, a student from UCLA and often other friends too, we climbed Mt. Shasta 14,161 feet and Mt. San Gorgonio mountain, which is well over 11,000 feet and the tallest mountain in southern California. In November 1969, I almost died there I was climbing with two kids, one 17 and the other age 16. Unfortunately, their youthful decisions put my life at stake. When I stopped to fix a broken strap on my snowshoes on my back they went on and took a different trail than I knew about. After I fixed my snowshoes strap to my backpack I went on thinking their was only one trail to the summit. However, since I was 21 and not 16 or 17, I felt much more responsible for their well being than they did for my well being and reached the summit very late at 4 pm. Since this route was 10 miles in and 10 miles out I was in trouble. Since I didn't see them on the Summit or before I assumed they must have taken a different route down. As I reached the Summit of Mt. San Gorgonio I was in a 100 mile an hour ice storm. Since I didn't want my face sandblasted of from pieces of ice travelling 100 miles an hour I covered my face with plastic which kept me from going blind and my face from bleeding from ice impacts on it at that wind speed. However, the sound of ice hitting my plastic face cover was deafening. Finally, I was able to get below where the wind was that strong and I used the large sheet of bendable clear plastic for what I intended it for, sliding down the snow about 3 thousands feet vertically into the valley back toward slushy meadows. By now the sun had gone down and it was getting dark and I was starting to get cold and had already traveled about 15 miles by foot that day. As I strapped on my snowshoes I had a moment to think about my situation and realized I might be screwed. I sensed I only had about a 50-50 chance of making it back to my car. However, the only way I was going to make it was one step at a time.
However, then it suddenly got worse. I was walking in my snowshoes in about 10 feet or more of snow down the valley when suddenly I must have walked over an 8 or 9 feet tall manzinita bush and fell through. The nickname of this bush is "ironwood". For example if you run through a manzinita bush it will literally rip off your clothes and your flesh and this is what I fell into through the snow. I found myself hanging upside down being poked by hundreds of manzinita branches. Though I was cut in many places on my hands and face my clothes took the brunt so I wasn't impaled or dying from the incident.
I was so tired from climbing a mountain and already having walked through the snow 15 miles that my reaction was to cry out from the pain. I felt I might not survive this extra ordeal because of my energy level. Finally, I got angry enough to release the straps of my snowshoes which dropped me fully into the ironwood manzinita bush. More cuts and bruises but at least I was rightside up now so I scrambled out through the snowhole my body falling into the bush made and got up on top of the bush again on top of the ten feet or more of snow. Getting my snowshoes on without falling through the snow again was a real chore but somehow after that experience I tread very softly on the snow and went to the edge of the valley where I knew manzinita bushes would be less likely away from the stream I was following down the valley. By now it was dark and when I found the trail eventually it was covered with both ice and rocks. My flashlight wasn't working well and finally gave out because of my fall through the manzinita bush. Finally by 9 or 10 pm I made it by God's grace back to my car. By then, the ranger had been called and my father was there preparing a rescue team to come get me the next morning. My father was going to try that night alone to find me. Though I was exhausted I survived the ordeal but it took me a week to recover from the cold and exertion.
Well. I guess it all got away from me but if I change the title now none of you who like this spontaneous kind of writing will be able to find it so I guess I'm just going to go with it.
About 1 year and one month later during Christmas vacation from College I picked up to of my buddies, one from UCLA and one from Sacramento State University in my '66 VW bug seablue in color and headed with all our winter gear to Mt. Shasta. It was December 1970. Remember there were no cell phones, GPS indicators, or home computers or all the stuff you are used to today. I don't think the tv weathermen and women were even using Satellites then during their weather reports.
As we got near to Mt. Shasta I realized that I had driven 14 or more hours straight from San Diego where I went to college all the way up Mt. Shasta to Bunny Flats to park my VW bug. When we got there there was already 5 feet of snow with 2 feet packed and another 3 powder on top. Looking back since it was getting dark then, we should really have gone with another option. But at the time I was the oldest at age 22. At the time we didn't want to spend money on a motel for the night and decided despite the snowstorm to climb to Horse Camp(owned by the Sierra Club) and at that time used as an Emergency shelter for mountain climbers to shield them from severe weather at tree line(the altitude where trees stop growing). On Mt. Shasta this is around 9000 feet or so depending on which face of the mountain N,S,E,W you are talking about.
As we hiked towards Horse Camp( about 1 1/2 miles and about 2000 feet climb in elevation) the conditions turned into a white out. In this case it meant we could barely see our hands outstretched in front of us and could no longer see the contours of the land. When we must have gone in a circle and met our tracks we knew we were in trouble. We considered going back to my car but realized the snow was coming down so hard and fast we might not find the car or the road. At this point I realized I had overdone during the day and also wasn't adjusting quickly enough to the changes in temperature so I began to throw up from 14 hours of driving since San Diego and being in around 20 degrees Fahrenheit or below.
My buddy from Sacramento State had been to a snow survival training course the previous week in the High Sierras and suggested that we dig a snow cave so we didn't die in these conditions. He said, "Likely this storm will pass during the night and if we can just survive the night in a snow cave we will be okay."
So we took off our snow shoes in a likely place and started to dig a snow cave with our snowshoes. It was fairly easy digging because a lot of the snow was powder. However, this also meant that it would collapse unless the snow was dug starting about 2 to 3 feet down from the surface so the weight of the snow on itself had caused it to pack some. We dug a cave 6 feet by 6 feet and about 3 feet high and curved the ceiling (rounded it) so the ceiling wouldn't drip on us but instead roll along the curve of the ceiling to the edge.
I had always been a little claustrophobic since I had had whooping cough at age 2 and had almost died of suffocation then so I asked to be on the outside nearest to the entrance. They both agreed. During the night the snow I was laying in in my sleeping bag melted in the cave so I was very wet from my belt to the tips of my toes. I was a little concerned I might freeze to death when I got out of the home made snow cave the next morning. We all had convulsive shaking from the cold during the night. It starts with your teeth chattering and then moves to freezing to death convulsions and shaking all night long. When we began to see light through the snow I started to dig out since we had closed the entrance to try to maintain more warmth. It really didn't matter if we couldn't breathe well if we had frozen to death during the night.
Finally, I reached the surface and let out a whoop of joy that we had survived the night. And quickly my Levi jeans froze solid except for the knees so even though the temperature couldn't have been more than 25 degrees Fahrenheit out, my frozen pants insulatated me enough to survive.
Later, since the visibility was about 1 mile even though still overcast we slowly made our way back to my car. However, the only thing visible of my car was the tip of the radio aerial sticking out of the snow. We were still not going anywhere obviously. We could hear a large snow blower truck plowing the road several miles away. We all cheered knowing we were going to live. The storm we were in had dropped about 5 feet of powder snow in a freak storm not predicted by local weathermen. Even though it took us about 4 or 5 days taking turns soaking in a hot tub in a motel to be able to function right and to make all our toes, fingers and joints work right, eventually we were all fairly normal again except all my big joints hurt a lot for about 2 to 3 years after that because I had come so close to freezing to death. It also killed my heat and cold senses a lot and so it is hard to tell when I'm cold or hot. sometimes I have to almost freeze and get hypothermia or get so hot I'm almost passing out to really know what temperature my body is but at least we three guys survived that interesting ordeal.
At this point I think it is mostly through my writing. However, I could be wrong. It could be from other means as well. Time will tell. However, I'm 60 years old now so we'll see. end note.
Begin Story.
When I was young one of my teachers said to me, "If you live to be 100, you will live to be 500. If you live to be 500, you will live to be 1000. If you live to be 1000, you will live to be 5000. If you live to be 5000, you will live to be 10,000."
At the time I remember thinking, "This can be true, can it?" However, because this person was a very wise teacher, I had to consider it as a possiblity because thousands to millions of people on earth consider him to be like a Jesus of these times. So I had to at least consider the possiblity that he might be telling me the absolute truth!
I had dedicated myself to becoming enlightened in my teens after having almost died from two childhood ilnesses. Both I and my best friend in Junior High and High School tended to be much more serious than our compatriots because of our near death experiences, he from childhood polio and I from whooping cough and childhood epilepsy. Let's put it this way. Silly, we were not. We were survivors. We played but we were never silly. We were serious survivors always. I suppose the silliest we ever got was when I was 16. He convinced me into getting drunk with some buddies while he stayed sober and drove my 56 ford stationwagon. Although this was a mistake as I lost a front cap on one of my front teeth in a fight and had a scar on my check for a year that was a hit to the cheekbone it created a positive outcome. I could not drink and get drunk. I was allergic to alcohol. My normal kindly self turned into an asshole when drunk. So I vowed to never get drunk again to protect everyone. To this day I have succeeded in this over 40 years later. This didn't mean I didn't have a glass of wine or a beer once a month or every six months after I was 21. It just meant I never drank to excess ever again to protect everyone from myself. This was an excellent idea because I am 6 feet 4 1/2 inches tall and big boned and if angered could easily bring someone down permanently with one or two blows. So, as you can see I have REALLY been protecting mankind from my size and my allergy to alcohol.
So this has allowed me to be relatively clear headed except for college like most people in the late 1960s. I was 21 in 1969.
I didn't get to India until 1985&6 even though I had been thinking about India, Nepal and even Tibet since I was in my teens. I think the first time I considered the Himalayas was when I saw the 1930s version of "Shangri-la" in the 1950s. My father and mother were also taken with all the mysteries of Tibet, Nepal and India too. So they encouraged me to stay telepathic, talking to angels and good spirits and embarking on a path that took me to soul travel. I started mountain climbing and rock climbing with friends in Yosemite and and Idylwild, Ca.
So with my friend, a student from UCLA and often other friends too, we climbed Mt. Shasta 14,161 feet and Mt. San Gorgonio mountain, which is well over 11,000 feet and the tallest mountain in southern California. In November 1969, I almost died there I was climbing with two kids, one 17 and the other age 16. Unfortunately, their youthful decisions put my life at stake. When I stopped to fix a broken strap on my snowshoes on my back they went on and took a different trail than I knew about. After I fixed my snowshoes strap to my backpack I went on thinking their was only one trail to the summit. However, since I was 21 and not 16 or 17, I felt much more responsible for their well being than they did for my well being and reached the summit very late at 4 pm. Since this route was 10 miles in and 10 miles out I was in trouble. Since I didn't see them on the Summit or before I assumed they must have taken a different route down. As I reached the Summit of Mt. San Gorgonio I was in a 100 mile an hour ice storm. Since I didn't want my face sandblasted of from pieces of ice travelling 100 miles an hour I covered my face with plastic which kept me from going blind and my face from bleeding from ice impacts on it at that wind speed. However, the sound of ice hitting my plastic face cover was deafening. Finally, I was able to get below where the wind was that strong and I used the large sheet of bendable clear plastic for what I intended it for, sliding down the snow about 3 thousands feet vertically into the valley back toward slushy meadows. By now the sun had gone down and it was getting dark and I was starting to get cold and had already traveled about 15 miles by foot that day. As I strapped on my snowshoes I had a moment to think about my situation and realized I might be screwed. I sensed I only had about a 50-50 chance of making it back to my car. However, the only way I was going to make it was one step at a time.
However, then it suddenly got worse. I was walking in my snowshoes in about 10 feet or more of snow down the valley when suddenly I must have walked over an 8 or 9 feet tall manzinita bush and fell through. The nickname of this bush is "ironwood". For example if you run through a manzinita bush it will literally rip off your clothes and your flesh and this is what I fell into through the snow. I found myself hanging upside down being poked by hundreds of manzinita branches. Though I was cut in many places on my hands and face my clothes took the brunt so I wasn't impaled or dying from the incident.
I was so tired from climbing a mountain and already having walked through the snow 15 miles that my reaction was to cry out from the pain. I felt I might not survive this extra ordeal because of my energy level. Finally, I got angry enough to release the straps of my snowshoes which dropped me fully into the ironwood manzinita bush. More cuts and bruises but at least I was rightside up now so I scrambled out through the snowhole my body falling into the bush made and got up on top of the bush again on top of the ten feet or more of snow. Getting my snowshoes on without falling through the snow again was a real chore but somehow after that experience I tread very softly on the snow and went to the edge of the valley where I knew manzinita bushes would be less likely away from the stream I was following down the valley. By now it was dark and when I found the trail eventually it was covered with both ice and rocks. My flashlight wasn't working well and finally gave out because of my fall through the manzinita bush. Finally by 9 or 10 pm I made it by God's grace back to my car. By then, the ranger had been called and my father was there preparing a rescue team to come get me the next morning. My father was going to try that night alone to find me. Though I was exhausted I survived the ordeal but it took me a week to recover from the cold and exertion.
Well. I guess it all got away from me but if I change the title now none of you who like this spontaneous kind of writing will be able to find it so I guess I'm just going to go with it.
About 1 year and one month later during Christmas vacation from College I picked up to of my buddies, one from UCLA and one from Sacramento State University in my '66 VW bug seablue in color and headed with all our winter gear to Mt. Shasta. It was December 1970. Remember there were no cell phones, GPS indicators, or home computers or all the stuff you are used to today. I don't think the tv weathermen and women were even using Satellites then during their weather reports.
As we got near to Mt. Shasta I realized that I had driven 14 or more hours straight from San Diego where I went to college all the way up Mt. Shasta to Bunny Flats to park my VW bug. When we got there there was already 5 feet of snow with 2 feet packed and another 3 powder on top. Looking back since it was getting dark then, we should really have gone with another option. But at the time I was the oldest at age 22. At the time we didn't want to spend money on a motel for the night and decided despite the snowstorm to climb to Horse Camp(owned by the Sierra Club) and at that time used as an Emergency shelter for mountain climbers to shield them from severe weather at tree line(the altitude where trees stop growing). On Mt. Shasta this is around 9000 feet or so depending on which face of the mountain N,S,E,W you are talking about.
As we hiked towards Horse Camp( about 1 1/2 miles and about 2000 feet climb in elevation) the conditions turned into a white out. In this case it meant we could barely see our hands outstretched in front of us and could no longer see the contours of the land. When we must have gone in a circle and met our tracks we knew we were in trouble. We considered going back to my car but realized the snow was coming down so hard and fast we might not find the car or the road. At this point I realized I had overdone during the day and also wasn't adjusting quickly enough to the changes in temperature so I began to throw up from 14 hours of driving since San Diego and being in around 20 degrees Fahrenheit or below.
My buddy from Sacramento State had been to a snow survival training course the previous week in the High Sierras and suggested that we dig a snow cave so we didn't die in these conditions. He said, "Likely this storm will pass during the night and if we can just survive the night in a snow cave we will be okay."
So we took off our snow shoes in a likely place and started to dig a snow cave with our snowshoes. It was fairly easy digging because a lot of the snow was powder. However, this also meant that it would collapse unless the snow was dug starting about 2 to 3 feet down from the surface so the weight of the snow on itself had caused it to pack some. We dug a cave 6 feet by 6 feet and about 3 feet high and curved the ceiling (rounded it) so the ceiling wouldn't drip on us but instead roll along the curve of the ceiling to the edge.
I had always been a little claustrophobic since I had had whooping cough at age 2 and had almost died of suffocation then so I asked to be on the outside nearest to the entrance. They both agreed. During the night the snow I was laying in in my sleeping bag melted in the cave so I was very wet from my belt to the tips of my toes. I was a little concerned I might freeze to death when I got out of the home made snow cave the next morning. We all had convulsive shaking from the cold during the night. It starts with your teeth chattering and then moves to freezing to death convulsions and shaking all night long. When we began to see light through the snow I started to dig out since we had closed the entrance to try to maintain more warmth. It really didn't matter if we couldn't breathe well if we had frozen to death during the night.
Finally, I reached the surface and let out a whoop of joy that we had survived the night. And quickly my Levi jeans froze solid except for the knees so even though the temperature couldn't have been more than 25 degrees Fahrenheit out, my frozen pants insulatated me enough to survive.
Later, since the visibility was about 1 mile even though still overcast we slowly made our way back to my car. However, the only thing visible of my car was the tip of the radio aerial sticking out of the snow. We were still not going anywhere obviously. We could hear a large snow blower truck plowing the road several miles away. We all cheered knowing we were going to live. The storm we were in had dropped about 5 feet of powder snow in a freak storm not predicted by local weathermen. Even though it took us about 4 or 5 days taking turns soaking in a hot tub in a motel to be able to function right and to make all our toes, fingers and joints work right, eventually we were all fairly normal again except all my big joints hurt a lot for about 2 to 3 years after that because I had come so close to freezing to death. It also killed my heat and cold senses a lot and so it is hard to tell when I'm cold or hot. sometimes I have to almost freeze and get hypothermia or get so hot I'm almost passing out to really know what temperature my body is but at least we three guys survived that interesting ordeal.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Picture of Octopus with Jar
http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/
nine-month-old-female-octopus-holds-jar
-which-contains-favourite-seafood-snacks/photo//
080814/ids_photos_ts/r573930246.jpg/
;_ylt=Aiw7oXGa7gD4Me5Se7kHBP0DW7oF
The above address should bring up the 9 month old female octopus holding her favorite snacks in a glass jar that she can open.
I wrote a piece that you might consider to be science fiction several years ago about this particular breed of Octopi. The short story covers several million years into the past and thousands of years into the future. It starts with Monterey Bay Aquarium and moves forward as octopi in succeeding generations are trained by using food as a teaching tool to use tools and to eventually work with underwater robots on this planet and on other water planets we colonize in the future.
This experience began in 1989 when I was taking a bath in a hotel in Kahului, Hawaii when I lived in Hana, Maui, Hawaii then. I experienced a time traveling 10 foot tall (from the tip of the tenticles to the top of the head evolution of the same type of Northern Pacific Octopus that had evolved for possibly 100,000 years on another water planet we had colonized and had become a time traveling space faring species. I was amazed at the idea of an evolved octopus as an intelligent species that started its evolution similar to the ways that humans interrelate with dolphins. Unlike dolphins octopi can be trained with food to open jars and eventually they will teach their young in order for them to get the food too and a social system might evolve as well. Though it starts with jars their tenticles can be trained like chimps and apes to do all sorts of things since an octopus, even though it isn't a mammal is very intelligent. In fact, they have been studied in the northern Pacific as Shark Killers. Since Octopi don't like sharks, the larger ones have been filmed lying in wait for under 5 foot long sharks and then jumping the sharks and by fouling the sharks gills, smothering them to death. This has been filmed multiple times now in the northern Pacific Ocean. It might be the kind of relationship that some whales have with giant squid as some whales have been found with injuries from the giant suction cups of giant squid on them over the years.
The following is my short story about Flame and his son and wife.
http://www.geocities.com/RainForest/Wetlands/2634/flame.html
Though my original experience happened in 1989 when I lived in Hana, Maui, Hawaii in a hotel in Kahului, Maui in a bath tub, I had further communications with the Ten foot tall (tip of tentacle to top of head) being I call Flame. Over time he told me that I am an incarnation of his soul which was why he visited me. After he retired and separated from the Galactic Time Guard he said that he began visiting other incarnations of his soul since he wasn't asked to return his time and space traveling vehicle. This became his pastime of meeting his other incarnations both evolved Octopi, human and others.
I think this might have been the inspiration for the Octopi "Thermians" in the movie Galaxy Quest. However, ultimately it is hard to say.
Oh, by the way. Flame didn't speak with words. He used what he referred to as what is known as the secular name for the Galactic Language, "No Walls No Secrets" or what you and I would call telepathy. It is the basic language of all creatures on earth except social humans though I have met many country people whose primary language is also "No Walls No Secrets" as well while traveling here all over the earth.
Oh, by the way if you want to see a youtube video of a Northern Pacific Octopus killing a shark watch this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p9A-oxUMAy8
or go to youtube and type:
Shark vs Octopus
or
Octopus killing sharks
I first heard about this on a Ferry from Vancouver, Canada on my way towards Victoria out on Vancouver Island from a tour guide talking about local octopi in the area one summer ago.Oh, by the way if you go to Vancouver they have a great aquarium with white beluga whales on display there. Amazing white Whales!
nine-month-old-female-octopus-holds-jar
-which-contains-favourite-seafood-snacks/photo//
080814/ids_photos_ts/r573930246.jpg/
;_ylt=Aiw7oXGa7gD4Me5Se7kHBP0DW7oF
The above address should bring up the 9 month old female octopus holding her favorite snacks in a glass jar that she can open.
I wrote a piece that you might consider to be science fiction several years ago about this particular breed of Octopi. The short story covers several million years into the past and thousands of years into the future. It starts with Monterey Bay Aquarium and moves forward as octopi in succeeding generations are trained by using food as a teaching tool to use tools and to eventually work with underwater robots on this planet and on other water planets we colonize in the future.
This experience began in 1989 when I was taking a bath in a hotel in Kahului, Hawaii when I lived in Hana, Maui, Hawaii then. I experienced a time traveling 10 foot tall (from the tip of the tenticles to the top of the head evolution of the same type of Northern Pacific Octopus that had evolved for possibly 100,000 years on another water planet we had colonized and had become a time traveling space faring species. I was amazed at the idea of an evolved octopus as an intelligent species that started its evolution similar to the ways that humans interrelate with dolphins. Unlike dolphins octopi can be trained with food to open jars and eventually they will teach their young in order for them to get the food too and a social system might evolve as well. Though it starts with jars their tenticles can be trained like chimps and apes to do all sorts of things since an octopus, even though it isn't a mammal is very intelligent. In fact, they have been studied in the northern Pacific as Shark Killers. Since Octopi don't like sharks, the larger ones have been filmed lying in wait for under 5 foot long sharks and then jumping the sharks and by fouling the sharks gills, smothering them to death. This has been filmed multiple times now in the northern Pacific Ocean. It might be the kind of relationship that some whales have with giant squid as some whales have been found with injuries from the giant suction cups of giant squid on them over the years.
The following is my short story about Flame and his son and wife.
http://www.geocities.com/RainForest/Wetlands/2634/flame.html
Though my original experience happened in 1989 when I lived in Hana, Maui, Hawaii in a hotel in Kahului, Maui in a bath tub, I had further communications with the Ten foot tall (tip of tentacle to top of head) being I call Flame. Over time he told me that I am an incarnation of his soul which was why he visited me. After he retired and separated from the Galactic Time Guard he said that he began visiting other incarnations of his soul since he wasn't asked to return his time and space traveling vehicle. This became his pastime of meeting his other incarnations both evolved Octopi, human and others.
I think this might have been the inspiration for the Octopi "Thermians" in the movie Galaxy Quest. However, ultimately it is hard to say.
Oh, by the way. Flame didn't speak with words. He used what he referred to as what is known as the secular name for the Galactic Language, "No Walls No Secrets" or what you and I would call telepathy. It is the basic language of all creatures on earth except social humans though I have met many country people whose primary language is also "No Walls No Secrets" as well while traveling here all over the earth.
Oh, by the way if you want to see a youtube video of a Northern Pacific Octopus killing a shark watch this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p9A-oxUMAy8
or go to youtube and type:
Shark vs Octopus
or
Octopus killing sharks
I first heard about this on a Ferry from Vancouver, Canada on my way towards Victoria out on Vancouver Island from a tour guide talking about local octopi in the area one summer ago.Oh, by the way if you go to Vancouver they have a great aquarium with white beluga whales on display there. Amazing white Whales!
Maybe we're screwed
John McCain has completely sold out his values from 2000 and has now changed his position on every position in order to get elected. Even Governor Palin is a cynical choice to get elected. It appeals to his base but it doesn't save our country. Senator Obama has demonstrated he can make people feel good but I think he is worried too much about getting assasinated like JFK and Bobby Kennedy and Martin Luther King to be as effective as he once was. I don't know what happened on his vacation in Hawaii but he just hasn't been the same since.
Both Candidates are talking like candidates for President did before 1980 but everything has changed. The ship of state has taken a financial torpedo from the Subprime lending scandal and since it wasn't handled properly it is sinking our ship of state and we may as a nation go bankrupt some time in the next 10 to 20 years. America Bankrupt? How could anyone believe that? Well. It's been coming since the Savings and Loan debacle after the Viet Nam War. Wars are very very expensive and the last 7 years is all borrowed money that america has borrowed from lenders all over earth. This war needed to end about 2 years ago not to create a bankrupt nation.
If all the candidates can talk about is Palin and Lipstick then there is no hope. What we need now is another FDR or even a Bill or Hillary Clinton or even a Reagan. Anything else but a superior President and we are possibly permanently over as a powerful nation. Both candidates are living in a fairy tale world that ended about 1980. Unless we deal with the harsh new realities the ship of state will permanently sink to 3rd world status. Do you really want to live in a Banana Republic?
Both Candidates are talking like candidates for President did before 1980 but everything has changed. The ship of state has taken a financial torpedo from the Subprime lending scandal and since it wasn't handled properly it is sinking our ship of state and we may as a nation go bankrupt some time in the next 10 to 20 years. America Bankrupt? How could anyone believe that? Well. It's been coming since the Savings and Loan debacle after the Viet Nam War. Wars are very very expensive and the last 7 years is all borrowed money that america has borrowed from lenders all over earth. This war needed to end about 2 years ago not to create a bankrupt nation.
If all the candidates can talk about is Palin and Lipstick then there is no hope. What we need now is another FDR or even a Bill or Hillary Clinton or even a Reagan. Anything else but a superior President and we are possibly permanently over as a powerful nation. Both candidates are living in a fairy tale world that ended about 1980. Unless we deal with the harsh new realities the ship of state will permanently sink to 3rd world status. Do you really want to live in a Banana Republic?
Changing Time
If you have ever been walking along a city street and had a sense of impending doom and stopped because of it only to see a cab or other vehicle drive by at high speed where you would have been if you hadn't had this sixth sense then you know what I'm talking about here.
I have taken these sixth senses and refined them into what I consider to be a science. It doesn't prevent all accidents just some. It doesn't prevent all deaths just some deaths. My two MOST strange experiences with this were when I knew if anyone drove a car that day in my family someone would die. When I told my wife about this she just said, "I've got to make a business delivery get out of my way." When I get senses of things and the feeling is vague I'm not always sure if it is actually going to happen or if I just had a bad dream or I was just having a bad day. However, when I get certain senses I know 80% to 100% that something I sense is going to happen. This day in 1985 was one of those days. Since I couldn't convince my wife and stepdaughter of my 80% to 100% sense of things I began to pray very powerfully so when my wife and stepdaughter drove away I hoped to God they would both live. Though the car was totaled my wife only had a few cracked ribs and my daughter had only a minor concussion when she hit her head on the windshield. After the accident my then 12 year old daughter ran home with a severe headache because her mother was having trouble breathing with cracked ribs.
fiction? I'm very concerned that the CERN collider in Switzerland might create mini black holes. Though I don't think it will annihilate the world it might severely damage parts of Europe. This isn't a 80% to 100% but only a 50% to 75%. This is because the right particles would have to collide in the exact right way to create mini black holes and then the mini black holes would have to interact with matter and antimatter in exactly the right ways to grow so in the end damage is possible but there is only a 50-50 chance of causing serious problems in the Swiss French area over the next 10 years. If rock started to become like putty or rubberized you would know something is wrong over the next 10 years.
I have taken these sixth senses and refined them into what I consider to be a science. It doesn't prevent all accidents just some. It doesn't prevent all deaths just some deaths. My two MOST strange experiences with this were when I knew if anyone drove a car that day in my family someone would die. When I told my wife about this she just said, "I've got to make a business delivery get out of my way." When I get senses of things and the feeling is vague I'm not always sure if it is actually going to happen or if I just had a bad dream or I was just having a bad day. However, when I get certain senses I know 80% to 100% that something I sense is going to happen. This day in 1985 was one of those days. Since I couldn't convince my wife and stepdaughter of my 80% to 100% sense of things I began to pray very powerfully so when my wife and stepdaughter drove away I hoped to God they would both live. Though the car was totaled my wife only had a few cracked ribs and my daughter had only a minor concussion when she hit her head on the windshield. After the accident my then 12 year old daughter ran home with a severe headache because her mother was having trouble breathing with cracked ribs.
fiction? I'm very concerned that the CERN collider in Switzerland might create mini black holes. Though I don't think it will annihilate the world it might severely damage parts of Europe. This isn't a 80% to 100% but only a 50% to 75%. This is because the right particles would have to collide in the exact right way to create mini black holes and then the mini black holes would have to interact with matter and antimatter in exactly the right ways to grow so in the end damage is possible but there is only a 50-50 chance of causing serious problems in the Swiss French area over the next 10 years. If rock started to become like putty or rubberized you would know something is wrong over the next 10 years.
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This is the present value of the dollar in relation to the Euro. Recent Blog articles by me .7011 and .7006 also document the dollars slow rise against the Euro. Though I'm concerned about Europe and the Europeans and the Euro, at least the starving of the world will be better able to buy food as the dollar rises and investors worldwide move out of Oil futures and food commodity futures and into dollars and dollar based securities.
Berkshire Tightens insurance for bank deposits
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If you are depending upon Berkshire to insure accounts in your bank above $100,000 FDIC then you should read the above article. I've talked to several businessmen who have told me they have already 3 or more business checking accounts to keep individual business acounts below $100,000 in any one banking system. Last time I checked somewhere between 20% to 50% of FDIC insurance has already been used up. I think if it gets to 80% used up people will begin in earnest to buy safes and install them as secretly as possible to move directly to cash before FDIC collapses too. Taking over Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac only speeds up this hopefully not inevitable reality!
This reminds me of my grandfather burying $25,000 in his yard in a can or jar during the great depression 1929 to World War II (1941) because so many banks were failing then. One of the few banks that didn't fail then was Wells Fargo.
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If you are depending upon Berkshire to insure accounts in your bank above $100,000 FDIC then you should read the above article. I've talked to several businessmen who have told me they have already 3 or more business checking accounts to keep individual business acounts below $100,000 in any one banking system. Last time I checked somewhere between 20% to 50% of FDIC insurance has already been used up. I think if it gets to 80% used up people will begin in earnest to buy safes and install them as secretly as possible to move directly to cash before FDIC collapses too. Taking over Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac only speeds up this hopefully not inevitable reality!
This reminds me of my grandfather burying $25,000 in his yard in a can or jar during the great depression 1929 to World War II (1941) because so many banks were failing then. One of the few banks that didn't fail then was Wells Fargo.
sarah Palin youtube parody
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This is the funniest parody yet of Sarah Palin that I've seen.
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This is the funniest parody yet of Sarah Palin that I've seen.
Be very Careful what you ask God for
I have always been one of those people that when they ask God for something strongly they get it. However, I have also learned the hard way that though God might give you exactly what you want most of the time the consequences of getting what you want might be completely different than what you expect.
For example, in my teens I thought it would be useful to become enlightened and to learn to soul travel. God has brought both these things to me. However, what it means to be able to soul travel and what it means to actually be enlightened are completely different than what I thought in my youthful ignorance.
First of all, being enlightened not only means being at peace in your heart while at times you must watch all your older relatives go crazy or die or both, it also means that you are responsible for everything you have learned becoming enlightened. So, for example if your enlightenment takes you to becoming a doctor, nurse, paramedic or EMT, then you are responsible for keeping almost anyone you might meet in distress alive until more help comes. This can become very problematic.
In regard to soul travel, in some ways it is like traveling anywhere on earth. You might go like I did to India in 1985&6 and spend 4 months there and Nepal and two weeks in Thailand but the experience of it makes you a completely different person internally than anyone you knew before you left home to the point where it becomes very difficult to have a meaningful conversation about the changes with anyone you knew back home. So even though your life has completely and unconditionally changed forever there is no real way to convey what has happened to your friends back home because there is no real way for them to experience it properly unless they had been there with you for four months and met Living Saints, watched people die on the streets from starvation and lack of medical care, watched children run after your horse carriage saying "Bhakshish!" which roughly translated means, "Help me I'm starving!" until they almost pass out trying to keep up with the horse cart and so you throw them some coins so they don't fall down or pass out from the exertion! They haven't seen several thousand lepers in a line begging without noses and sometimes without hands or feet while you know as an educated westerner that about $4 to $8 worth of medicine then might save their lives and prevented leprosy and would have kept it spreading to their children and theirs and theirs. They haven't met an American friend then who shared in tears of the women he met who was cutting off her children's toes with a hack saw in Calcutta and when he stopped her she cried and said to him, "If I don't do this my children won't be able to beg and will starve" because at that time there was no public education only private and they were "Untouchables" that would die without an education or the ability to beg to stay alive.
So, be very careful what you ask God for because God gives us things not only to help ourselves but also to help others, and if we don't help others with what he gives us all he has given will be taken away. We are all given these gifts to make not just our lives better. We are given all the gifts and benefits in life to make other beings lives better too. That's just how it all works!!!
For example, in my teens I thought it would be useful to become enlightened and to learn to soul travel. God has brought both these things to me. However, what it means to be able to soul travel and what it means to actually be enlightened are completely different than what I thought in my youthful ignorance.
First of all, being enlightened not only means being at peace in your heart while at times you must watch all your older relatives go crazy or die or both, it also means that you are responsible for everything you have learned becoming enlightened. So, for example if your enlightenment takes you to becoming a doctor, nurse, paramedic or EMT, then you are responsible for keeping almost anyone you might meet in distress alive until more help comes. This can become very problematic.
In regard to soul travel, in some ways it is like traveling anywhere on earth. You might go like I did to India in 1985&6 and spend 4 months there and Nepal and two weeks in Thailand but the experience of it makes you a completely different person internally than anyone you knew before you left home to the point where it becomes very difficult to have a meaningful conversation about the changes with anyone you knew back home. So even though your life has completely and unconditionally changed forever there is no real way to convey what has happened to your friends back home because there is no real way for them to experience it properly unless they had been there with you for four months and met Living Saints, watched people die on the streets from starvation and lack of medical care, watched children run after your horse carriage saying "Bhakshish!" which roughly translated means, "Help me I'm starving!" until they almost pass out trying to keep up with the horse cart and so you throw them some coins so they don't fall down or pass out from the exertion! They haven't seen several thousand lepers in a line begging without noses and sometimes without hands or feet while you know as an educated westerner that about $4 to $8 worth of medicine then might save their lives and prevented leprosy and would have kept it spreading to their children and theirs and theirs. They haven't met an American friend then who shared in tears of the women he met who was cutting off her children's toes with a hack saw in Calcutta and when he stopped her she cried and said to him, "If I don't do this my children won't be able to beg and will starve" because at that time there was no public education only private and they were "Untouchables" that would die without an education or the ability to beg to stay alive.
So, be very careful what you ask God for because God gives us things not only to help ourselves but also to help others, and if we don't help others with what he gives us all he has given will be taken away. We are all given these gifts to make not just our lives better. We are given all the gifts and benefits in life to make other beings lives better too. That's just how it all works!!!
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