Friday, October 31, 2008
so, who ya gonna vote for this time?
So, who ya gonna vote for? A Communist illegal alien raised by a Communist sex pervert or a POW traitor who is a Soviet front man?
Wow! Is this the best we can muster from a country of 300 million citizens?
Uh.......YEAH! This is the cream of the crop. One of these two ass clowns will be president and there aint nuthin you can do about it. If I was a gamblin man, I'd bet the farm that Obama will win. Why? Because Obama is related to GW Bush and Bush is related to the Queen of England. In this country, you can't be president unless you have the queens bloodline and it looks like Obama got that from his great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandmother. Why bother to vote? You know he's going to win. The fix is in.
It's not about policies or campaign promises. Everyone who runs for political office, especially the presidency, is a natural born liar. It's in their psychopathic bloodline. Case in point is GW Bush. 11 days after he took office for the first time the only thing on the table was how to get a war started with Iraq. 9/11 was just a reason to invade, and it worked out quite well. The propaganda machines worked overtime spinning WMDs and the Bin Laden connections. What TV didn't tell you, what the controlled media didn't mention, was Hussein considered Bin Laden an enemy. Yeah, no shit. You didn't know this stuff? Seems there's a lot we don't know.
Wanna know something else? In 1970, Zbigniew Brzezinski wrote a book entitled Between Two Ages: America's Role in the Technetronic Era (New York, Viking Press). Zbig dedicates the book to Ian, Mark and Mika, his kids. In this book Zbig makes it perfectly clear that Marxism is the answer and unbridled nationalism is the enemy. Among other Marxist rantings, he thinks Stalin was right in his purges and mass murders. The more you dig, the more you realize Zbigniew Brzezinski is a life long Marxist who believes the only difference between he and Stalin is that he thinks he can do a better job on a world-wide scale.
Enter David Rockefeller. In 2002, Random House, in New York, published his Memoirs. Remember, this is not someone accusing him of something. This is David Rockefeller himself talking on page 405:
For more than a century, ideological extremists at either end of the political spectrum have seized upon well-publicized incidents to attack the Rockefeller family for the inordinate influence they claim we wield over American political and economic institutions. Some even believe we are part of a secret cabal working against the best interests of the United States, characterizing my family and me as "internationalists" and of conspiring with others around the world to build a more integrated global political and economic structure - one world, if you will. If that's the charge, I stand guilty, and I am proud of it.
Because of Rockefeller's love of totalitarianism and Brzezinski's love of Marxism they were a perfect match. Rockefeller made Brzezinski his prime minister while Rocky secretly ran the country. They formed the Trilateral Commission, which is the foreign ministry of the Council on Foreign Relations, a preeminent founder of which was Marxist Edward M. House, and worked tirelessly to form a world government. The problem is, you can't have a world government and allow a free country like the United States. America must go.
In 1976 they made Jimmy Carter president, who almost ran this country into the ground. Zbig was Jimmy's National Security Adviser. In 2000 Zbig became foreign policy adviser to Senator John McCain.
So, what does all this have to do with the 2008 campaign?
Now, Zbig's son, Mark Brzezinski, who he dedicated his book to, is Obamas foreign policy adviser. His other son, Ian Brzezinski, is foreign policy adviser to John McCain.
Apparently, it's just a family affair. Zbigs legacy is to be genetic prime minister with Rocky as the real boss. The 2 party system is owned by these guys. They own both horses in this stable and outsiders aren't allowed in this club.
The fix is in and Obama will be the Queens new CEO.
Doesn't this just make you want to jump out of your seat and run to the polls to vote for your candidate of choice?
Wanna know what I think? Anyone who votes for either Obama or McCain is a worthless, landless, stupid, slack-jawed, peasant slave and you deserve what you get... NOTHING!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
pumpkin pie zen
last night, I made my first pumpkin pie from scratch. Really! I started out with a Jack O Lantern pumpkin because that's what I had to start with. I scooped out the seeds and strings, carved it up, and cooked it on the stove to loosen up the pulp. The pureed goop was a bit watery so I lined a colander with paper towels and let that stuff drain while I made the pie shell. I mixed and made the pie shell in the pie tin, which I used a 50/50 mixture of olive oil and butter, only because I ran out of olive oil, and baked it for about 15 minutes.
Of course, I had to modify the filling recipe because I wasn't using a regular pie pumpkin but a large Jack O Lantern type pumpkin, which tends to have more water and is less sweet, so I added an extra egg and cut back on the evaporated milk and added a touch more sugar. I also made it a point to use only raw sugar and sea salt rather than the refined crap. The result is the best damn pumpkin pie I ever had. Not a bit of watery fluid on the bottom and the consistency of the filling was pretty damn good, considering I only used a whisk instead of a mixer. And the crust? Absolutely superb. It maintained it's flaky consistency and refused to get wet and sloppy, like every other store bought pie I've had, while imparting a semi-neutral flavor that only complimented the filling.
I suppose it would have been much easier to buy a can of pumpkin stuff, add the spices, and dump it all in a pre-made crust but that wasn't my intention. If I wanted to do it the easiest way possible I'd just buy the damn pie from a place that makes them by the hundreds, but this was supposed to be a zen exercise, not an attempt to acquire a pie.
This reminds me of something a boat builder once told me. He said, there are two reasons why someone would build a boat. One, because he needs a boat, and in that case, just buy a boat. And two, the joy of building a boat, in which case it doesn't matter if he ever finishes building it because he's building a boat for the joy of doing it.
I'm in the latter category. I didn't build a pie for profit, or to win a prize at the county fair, or because I was hungry. I made it because I wanted to.
If we all did our mundane chores with joy would life taste better?
Monday, October 27, 2008
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Thursday, October 09, 2008
winter forcast '08
While walking through the meadow looking for firewood, I happened to see this years hornets nest, nestled in a wild rose bush about 4' above the ground. You may recall last October 4th I found a hornets nest 9' above the ground and the year before that the nests were in the attic eves.
I learned a long time ago that the distance from the ground the hornets choose to build their nest is directly related to the amount of snowfall for the winter season.
Some of you may remember the snow storm of February '07 when most of the highways around here came to a stop, leaving travelers in their cars until they ran out of gas, as predicted accurately October '06 when I saw the hornets nests in the attic eves.
Last year, when the nest was nine feet up a spruce tree, we had a rather mild winter. Not much snow and the temp never made it to single digits for very long.
This years hornets nest promises even less snowfall and a rather mild season. Or at least as mild as winter can get around here.
I wonder if the size of the nest means anything?
I learned a long time ago that the distance from the ground the hornets choose to build their nest is directly related to the amount of snowfall for the winter season.
Some of you may remember the snow storm of February '07 when most of the highways around here came to a stop, leaving travelers in their cars until they ran out of gas, as predicted accurately October '06 when I saw the hornets nests in the attic eves.
Last year, when the nest was nine feet up a spruce tree, we had a rather mild winter. Not much snow and the temp never made it to single digits for very long.
This years hornets nest promises even less snowfall and a rather mild season. Or at least as mild as winter can get around here.
I wonder if the size of the nest means anything?
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
owl driving
We all do dumb stuff on the highway from time to time, like doing 55 in a 65 zone or playing "hogs of the road" during rush hour. It's not like we do this all the time. We just act a fool on occasion to express our personal freedoms and driving individuality. After all, there are no highway "laws." I prefer to call them guidelines. Like the guideline that says if the speed limit is 65 and everyone else is going like a bat out of hell, you're a hazard if you don't match everyone elses speed. This is just common sense. I mean, if you can't keep up with the traffic then get off the highway, or at least stay in the granny lane. We all know this.
Except for drivers with an owl on the license plate!
I've noticed the annoying driving habits of these people with owls on the tags for the better part of a year now and all I can say is these people seriously lack the testosterone for normal driving in the 21st century. It's gotten to the point where I can see some jackass a half mile up the road, driving so safely, like he's hauling a pickup truck full of unsecured babies, that he's driving everyone to the point of road rage just being within sight of this fool.
When I get close enough to see this car at a dead stop, 5 car lengths behind the guy in front of him at a red light, I know, sure as the pope wears a funny hat, this asshole has an owl on his license plate.
These are the drivers who go off the beaten path and drive on the part of the road that's under construction instead of the lane with the rest of the cars. Cones? What cones?
These are the same drivers who come to a complete stop to make a right turn and who sit through 3 red lights to make a left turn because it's not safe to go past the crosswalk.
I'm not sure if it's this type of person that gravitates to owl tags or if the owl tags on a car makes assholes out of people through osmosis. Perhaps the person that is so hell bent on saving wildlife that they throw caution to the wind and get a license plate that reflects their single-minded fixation, who gets all their nutrients from a vegan diet because they won't eat anything with a face and lacks the testosterone from that diet to do anything other than playing it safe to the point of making drivers, like me, want to rear end them into the nearest culvert, believes they are an endangered species themselves.
It appears their ultra-safe habits of driving under the speed limit, with anywhere from 5 car lengths to as much as a mile of space in front of them, is their only defense and their greatest offense. Other drivers risk life and limb to get as far away from these owl drivers as possible by passing them on the right and double yellow lines to avoid staring at the owl on their ass. It's as if seeing the owl triggers a testosterone release in other drivers, forcing them to take greater risks and possibly decreasing their numbers, thus insuring owl survival.
I wonder what makes people with owls on their license plates tick? Is it just their driving that's fucked up or is it something deeper? Does the owl influence their non-driving life as well? What are their lives like? What kind of furniture do they have? What do they talk about when they sit in their living rooms after a sumptuous dinner of faceless vegan fare? What values do they teach their children besides bad driving? What do they do for fun? Do they wear seat belts in church? Is their inability to adapt to highway conditions and other drivers symptomatic to their general inability to adapt?
Do THEY consider themselves an endangered species and wear the owl to identify themselves as something to be protected?
I'm going to find out.
The next time I see a car with an owl on the license plate, instead of racing around it as fast as I can, I'm going to follow it and see where it takes me, wherever that may be. I'll put an owl on my car, to avoid suspicion, and infiltrate their community. I'll adapt to their ways, and soon, they'll accept me as one of them. I intend to study the natural habitats of these creatures, their populations, their mating cycles, and yes, even their mating rituals.
I have a strong feeling I'll have a very banal experience before long.
I'll keep ya posted.
Except for drivers with an owl on the license plate!
I've noticed the annoying driving habits of these people with owls on the tags for the better part of a year now and all I can say is these people seriously lack the testosterone for normal driving in the 21st century. It's gotten to the point where I can see some jackass a half mile up the road, driving so safely, like he's hauling a pickup truck full of unsecured babies, that he's driving everyone to the point of road rage just being within sight of this fool.
When I get close enough to see this car at a dead stop, 5 car lengths behind the guy in front of him at a red light, I know, sure as the pope wears a funny hat, this asshole has an owl on his license plate.
These are the drivers who go off the beaten path and drive on the part of the road that's under construction instead of the lane with the rest of the cars. Cones? What cones?
These are the same drivers who come to a complete stop to make a right turn and who sit through 3 red lights to make a left turn because it's not safe to go past the crosswalk.
I'm not sure if it's this type of person that gravitates to owl tags or if the owl tags on a car makes assholes out of people through osmosis. Perhaps the person that is so hell bent on saving wildlife that they throw caution to the wind and get a license plate that reflects their single-minded fixation, who gets all their nutrients from a vegan diet because they won't eat anything with a face and lacks the testosterone from that diet to do anything other than playing it safe to the point of making drivers, like me, want to rear end them into the nearest culvert, believes they are an endangered species themselves.
It appears their ultra-safe habits of driving under the speed limit, with anywhere from 5 car lengths to as much as a mile of space in front of them, is their only defense and their greatest offense. Other drivers risk life and limb to get as far away from these owl drivers as possible by passing them on the right and double yellow lines to avoid staring at the owl on their ass. It's as if seeing the owl triggers a testosterone release in other drivers, forcing them to take greater risks and possibly decreasing their numbers, thus insuring owl survival.
I wonder what makes people with owls on their license plates tick? Is it just their driving that's fucked up or is it something deeper? Does the owl influence their non-driving life as well? What are their lives like? What kind of furniture do they have? What do they talk about when they sit in their living rooms after a sumptuous dinner of faceless vegan fare? What values do they teach their children besides bad driving? What do they do for fun? Do they wear seat belts in church? Is their inability to adapt to highway conditions and other drivers symptomatic to their general inability to adapt?
Do THEY consider themselves an endangered species and wear the owl to identify themselves as something to be protected?
I'm going to find out.
The next time I see a car with an owl on the license plate, instead of racing around it as fast as I can, I'm going to follow it and see where it takes me, wherever that may be. I'll put an owl on my car, to avoid suspicion, and infiltrate their community. I'll adapt to their ways, and soon, they'll accept me as one of them. I intend to study the natural habitats of these creatures, their populations, their mating cycles, and yes, even their mating rituals.
I have a strong feeling I'll have a very banal experience before long.
I'll keep ya posted.
Monday, October 06, 2008
it's beginning to look a lot like christmas
What you see here is a mobius powered ring generator with 16.65Hz frequency pumping through it through an amplified signal. The wok shaped frying pan makes a good reflector, driving the energy through the three pieces on top.
The ring generator, when powered up, allows you to distinctly feel energy flow from any orgone device you place on it. Anyone can feel how the energy flows using this device, even non-sensitives, like me.
After testing a wide variety of orgonite, it seems there is a major difference between shapes and resin type.
I have a number of pieces that are identical in every way but type of resin, and the darker Bondo brand fiberglass resin seems to have much more of a punch than clear resin. It's interesting because I always gravitated towards Bondo rather than clear, even though clear looks so cool and artsy. It seems my instincts were steering me towards the better resin all along, at least for the tactical, field stuff.
Another thing is the shape. The pyramid shapes seem to send the energy straight up through the top, while the cones send the energy up and out like a V. The round orb types tend to radiate energy from all around it, and the martini glass HHGs send the energy up and out in a wider pattern than the cone. The wine glass shaped lapis HHGs radiate energy up and out the top like a dome, which makes it ideal for under the bed use.
Stacking orgonite only improves the energy flow, which is what this picture is trying to show.
The ones with a copper pipe definitely extend range, and the power seems to depend on resin type, mass, and length of pipe. I'm thinking the ideal device for power and range would have to be a cone with a long copper pipe. Of course, other parameters have to be taken into consideration like metal size, metal ratios, crystal types, coil types, pipe diameter and length, and lots and lots of various combinations.
Perhaps the basic, cylindrical, 2 gallon cloudbuster that everyone has been building isn't the best shape. I'm thinking a ten pound elongated cone of orgonite made with Bondo with a copper pipe sticking out of the top might be the ticket because it would give you the biggest bang for the buck, using the economy of design to drive the energy from the massive base to the top point, like a laser.
With this new ring generator, I now have a tool that shows the shape, concentration, and energy dispersal of every orgonite device I have and will prove to be indispensible for future designs.
Didn't I say I was going to lay off building the big stuff and concentrate on the small stuff like TBs and HHGs?
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Sunday, October 05, 2008
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