it's a miracle

A year and a half ago, we had the first republican debate where Fox's question to Trump insinuated he had a very low opinion of women, to which his answer was "Only Rosie O'Donnell."  From that point on, Trump set the tone for the whole 2016 presidential race.

I thought he was just another Illuminati puppet, like all the rest that are put there for this regular sham theater.  Presidents are selected, not elected.  Anything that happens in Washington is always planned well in advance.  Nothing is left to chance.  Interactive bread and circus reality TV for the masses.  Voting only gives us the illusion we make a difference.  We don't.  The champions are chosen and the winner is a done deal.  The script is written, the actors are in place, and the election is rigged.

It wasn't until the second Clinton/Trump debate when I knew for sure that Trump was the real deal and not a ringer.  He called out Bill Clinton as a rapist and Hillary as his enabler.  He called Hillary a career criminal, listed some of her crimes, and said when he gets in office he'll have her arrested.  This kind of talk is never part of the script.  You don't slam the chosen one, especially the Clintons, in front of millions and millions of viewers all over the globe, unless you have some serious back-up.  It's not just Hillary and her foundation.  It's the shadow people who own her and everyone else.  This guy has got some awesome protection, fer sure.

And then, a miracle happened.  In spite of the propaganda and rigged election, Trump won.  I mean, 11th hour, in your face, win.  One by one, states turned red right before our eyes.  Only the largest cities and a few states were blue.  Of course, they were all sanctuary cities with a lot of democrat votes from illegals and dead people.

Take a look at this map.  It shows the election results by county where Trump is red and Clinton is blue.  The majority of Hillary's votes came from cities with the largest populations of immigrants, many of whom were, and still are, illegal.  The two million votes, that supposedly gave Hillary the popular vote, came from Los Angeles, New York, and Chicago.  Most of the blue areas on the perimeter coincide with the easiest entry points into the US from foreign countries.  It looks like an invasion by way of unguarded borders and international airports.

Illegal immigrants, by definition, can't vote.  Right now there are ten states that allow, if not strongly encourage, illegal immigrants to get a drivers license.  Many of these states automatically register the newly licensed illegal to vote.  That's right.  Under Obama the US of A became the first country on the planet to encourage non-citizens to vote.  Of course, they don't know anything about our system of government and don't know what a democrat is but that's what they're registered as and that's the party they feel they have to vote for.  That's potentially 4,120,000 illegals from south of the boarder voting democrat because they feel they have to.  And that's only 37% of the Latino population.

The vast majority of Latinos came to this country for a better life and because most South American governments really suck.  Mostly run by psychotic dictators who come into power through assassination with the help of globalist hit men, ready to trade power, mansions, and luxury cars for the country's natural resources until they don't have a country anymore and things go from bad to another level of hell.  I don't blame any of these people for making the trip north.  It's better here than Venezuela.  What I don't care for is when they bring their slave mentality with them and try to turn this country into a larger version of the shit hole they left.  And they're not even aware of it.  They don't have a clue that the democrats want them only for a voting block to get them elected.
Like Obama said, "If you vote, you're a citizen."

Hillary had the backing of both political parties, wall street, corporate America, Washington DC, the banks, Saudi Arabia, George Soros, the liberal left, Trump haters, SJWs, mainstream media, the Bush family, the Clinton Foundation, LGBTs, snowflake college students, college professors, and damn near everyone else with an exaggerated sense of entitlement.   

All Trump had was the military, evangelicals, various patriot groups, working people, critical thinkers, and the awakening masses.

The takers vs. the doers.  Lies vs. truth.  Corruption vs. honesty.  Globalism vs. nationalism.  Tyranny vs. freedom.
The dichotomy has never been clearer.  To see it as just another election means you're still asleep.

When you put all the pieces together, the picture shows things the way they really are on so many different levels it's mind boggling.  The election map shows not only who won but how many votes for which candidate by county.  It shows the highest concentration of Hillary voters are in the largest cities, where Trump has the support of the rust belt, the bible belt, the great plains, and pretty much the interior of the country.  The heartland of America. 
The election map also shows the easiest access points for illegals to enter the country as well as the highest populations of Latinos.  Those areas are blue.

If it wasn't for the electoral college, just the voters in Los Angeles, Chicago, and New York would be enough to give Hillary the win and the demographics of these three cities would dictate the laws of the land because only the voters of these cities need to be pandered to.  Imagine life in the USA if movie stars, actors, and gangsters got every law passed they liked.  It'll be Agenda 21 on steroids.

Here's an illustration to show you where Hillary's extra two million votes came from.  LA alone had over twice as many democrat votes as Manhattan.  Even more amazing is there were more voters in Florida this election than all of California, and Broward county (Ft. Lauderdale) had the most votes out of that state at 243,567.

As South American refugees tend to settle in cities, the Muslim population is growing faster than the worlds largest religion.  Estimates of the number of Muslims living in the US is believed to be somewhere between 3 and 7 million.  No one really knows the exact number but whatever it is will be outdated tomorrow.  Muslim immigration has increased by 66% in the last decade and Obama is hell bent to dramatically increase that number.

In his book Slavery, Terrorism, and Islam, Peter Hammond wrote a detailed analysis on the proportion of Muslims to the overall population and increased violence and adherence to Sharia law. Hammond’s research reads like a roadmap to ruin; a horrifying picture of the future of civilization. To summarize an oft-quoted section:

When the Muslim population remains at or under 2%, their presence tends to fly low under the radar. In the 2% – 5% range, Muslims begin to seek converts, targeting those they see as disaffected, such as criminals. When the population reaches 5% they exert influence disproportionate to their numbers, becoming more aggressive and pushing for Sharia law. When the population hits the 10% mark Muslims become increasingly lawless and violent. Once the population reaches 20%, there is an increase in rioting, murder, jihad militias, and destruction of non-Muslim places of worship. At 40%, there are “widespread massacres, chronic terror attacks, and ongoing militia warfare.” Once beyond 50%, infidels and apostates are persecuted, genocide occurs, and Sharia law is implemented. After 80%, intimidation is a daily part of life along with violent jihad and some state-run genocide as the nation purges all infidels. Once the nation has rid itself of all non-Muslims, the presumption is that ‘Dar-es-Salaam’ has been attained – the Islamic House of Peace.

In the last three years alone, 300,000 Muslims immigrated to the United States.  The Refugee Resettlement Program is paving the way for a mass of Muslims to flock to our shores. With the United Nations in charge of determining who qualifies for refugee status and the Organization of Islamic Cooperation (formerly the Organization of the Islamic Conference) as the power broker at the UN, you can count on a flood of Muslim refugees to be arriving at a town near you, if not your own town, very soon.

The Preferred Communities Program considers rural areas and small towns a better place for refugees and immigrants because these areas are better suited to provide the special services these people need.  (Yeah, right)  And this is the UN telling us how many refugees to take in and where they should be placed.  All those red areas on the map, the heartland of America that voted for Trump, is slated for Islamic occupation by order of the Organization of Islamic Cooperation.    


The problem is Hillary, who was supposed to continue Obama's dream of turning America into an Islamic nation, lost the election to Trump.

And that's the miracle.  

I poured over this information for weeks and I'm just as awestruck now as I was the day after the election.  Against all odds, one man saw the big picture and stepped forward and financed his own campaign and got elected as the leader of the free world.  This was a man who didn't drink or do drugs.  Never had anything in his past that could be used for blackmail.  He was clean, successful, and had a great family just as clean as he was.  He's also smarter than his opposition and every step he took in his rise to the white house was pure, calculated genius.  The mainstream media was all in for Hillary, as well as everyone else involved in Washington politics.  Some senators backed him, withdrew their backing when it looked like he was in a jam, and quickly backed him again when he looked like he was winning, showing the world what pussies our congress is made up of.

Hillary was the queen of entitlement and ran her 90's style campaign on two issues.  Bashing Trump and "I want to be president because it's my turn."  She bought all the super delegates with Saudi money, paid off the DNC, got the debate questions before the debates, stole the nomination from Bernie with help from the DNC, owned the mainstream media and dictated to CNN on what to say to put Hillary in the best light while slamming her opponent.  She spoke to rallies that half filled an auditorium for 20 minutes and go take a nap.  Sometimes her rallies were so small they had to cgi the crowds and pay a few bus loads of people with cash and t-shirts to fill half a high school gym.

Hillary lied and cheated her way through the whole campaign and it was painfully obvious to anyone who paid attention.  Her programmed minions and the never Trumpers missed it entirely and when it was clear to Hillary that she lost, she went on a drunken rampage, screaming at everyone, calling Al Gore on the phone and bitching like a retard with leg cramps about how it was in the bag and Trump beat her, and blaming everyone for her disgraceful failure but herself.  
Two months later her Hillarybots are still in a state of tfull retard, doing their best to flail at the cold reality that the democratic party and everything they worked for is gone.

CNN, the last bastion of establishment Clinton hope, put another nail in the MSM coffin by headlining totally fake news about Russia, Trump, prostitutes, and golden showers, one week before the inauguration, in a cheap attempt to discredit the guy who beat Hillary.  Eight years ago CNN was reporting what the Obamas were going to wear to the inauguration and if the president elect should accept his Nobel peace prize before or after the event.  This year they're headlining piss and prostitutes and Trump's fabricated involvement.  Sniff, sniff... smells like legacy media death to me.

The media gives us the impression there are two kinds of people.  Those who like Trump and those who don't.  Those who like him are happier than ever with a profound sense of optimism for the future.  Those that hate Trump parrot the same propaganda the legacy media have been programming them with for the past year.  "He's a racist, a bigot, he hates women, he's unstable, and doesn't have what it takes to be president."  Their delusional perceptions are matched only by their flawed collective clairvoyance by adding, "He'll start a nuclear war!"

I look at the Trump haters and the rest of their tantrum throwing, crybaby ilk as sleepwalking zombies, bereft of any sense of critical thinking or spirituality, who may never wake up and join the rest of the world in the paradigm shift that's heading toward us at light speed. 

To be clear, I have nothing against the far left.  I look at them like a bunch of people with the same mental disorder, convinced you're wrong unless you share the same delusions as they do.  They're like members of some creepy cult like $cientology or that bunch who followed Jim Jones and drank the koolaid.  Some people you just can't reach. 

I wish I was a super-genius inventor and could come up with a way to make a telephone into an explosive device that was triggered by hatred of Trump's presidency. The battery could explode and leave a mark on the face, so I could know who to avoid talking to before they even talked. And I could look and say, "Hmm, no you're not gonna be saying anything that's going to add any value to my life."

The paradigm shift is going on now.  2008 was the beginning and Obama was the right man to usher in chaos, racism, bigotry, accelerated diversity, SJWs, LGBTs, 47 flavors of gender, prayer rugs in the white house, race riots, economic destruction, and all the bleak prosperity we deserve for falling asleep at the wheel and not paying attention to what our public servants have been up to.
And rightly so, Trump is the man for this season, as a cosmic course correction, to navigate the proper heading for all humanity.  Our constructs are all going down.  It's the Titanic and the sleeping masses are bitching because the waiter isn't filling the water glasses fast enough.  Everything we know is changing before our eyes.  The old and obsolete are dissolving while a new system is emerging from the rubble.  It's inevitable.  It's gonna happen.  You can't stop a wave.  The best you can do is adapt and learn to surf.

And this is just the beginning.  You aint seen nuthin yet.   

  “The planet Pluto channels the Shiva energy, which is the revolutionary energy of catharsis that one way or another destroys all old forms and thought forms that cause people to cling to ignorance and old ways steeped in illusion and delusion.  … The period of late 2008 to 2024 is the period when all the karma accrued in the Piscean Age will be worked out.” – Omna Last

Better buckle up.  2017 is gonna be a hell of a ride.
           

missouri haiku

Last week I was in the shower doing my morning rub-a-dub-dub when my higher self gave me a blast of inspiration.

It said, "Go to Missouri and find a small town and walk around this town to get the pulse and feeling of it and write haiku.  Then go to the rest of the lower 48 and do the same thing.  You will publish a book on small town America haiku and it will be a best seller.  This will be your life's work."

First, never in a million years would I consciously consider going to Missouri, let alone hang around a small town in Missouri until I was inspired to do a haiku on it.  I've been to Missouri and I can't think of one reason to go there again.  Second, visiting a small town in 47 other states would be preferable.  Logic dictates Missouri should be first, if it was remotely logical to tour the US on a poetry tour.  But logic has nothing to do with this.  I seem to be on a mission from a higher being and I can't say no.  Third, the phrase, "life's mission", implies I'll be around long enough to perform this task.  Part of this deal is a published book that will become a best seller.  Not that I crave fame, but the odds of my book (if it ever gets written or published) becoming a best seller could take at least a few decades.  If I don't go on this mission, I could theoretically live forever.
Not being too keen on immortality or a quick death, I decided to do it.

I had to refresh my memory of haiku construction.  It's been a while.

Essentially, Japanese haiku is three lines.  5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables, with a juxtaposition and a season and about 16 other rules.  Being American, I think I can get a pass on the other 16.

I don't like the way
Life has been abusing me
By summer I'm gone

Don't read anything into this.  It's just a Zappa haiku with a season as an example.  If Hannibal, MO would be considered a small town the Haiku might be more like this:

Tom Sawyer lived here
Injun Joe lived down the road
They were summer friends

Ok, so there's a lack of juxtaposition but I have til warm weather to get my haiku act together and that's the least of my worries.  The big question is, which car do I take?  The Expedition that gets the same gas mileage as a Peterbuilt but rides like a Cadillac or the Caravan with better mileage and a 5-speed?  I figure the Caravan with enough supplies to carry, in case it dies on the road and I have to hitchhike the rest of the way.

Either way, the universe wouldn't send me on a mission like this without some kind of divine protection.  I'll just put my faith in knowing what to do when the time comes.

I got a couple of months.  Anything can happen.

                

I just got fired and I never felt better

It's the day after Christmas and I lost my job.  I'll admit, I spent a few minutes in a state of denial, but when the fog in my head cleared, I was good to go.  My head was reeling with thoughts but the most predominate was, I'M FREE.

Secondary and tertiary thoughts included the absolute cowardice of my manager, who I considered my friend, who had one of his assistants give me the bad news instead of delivering it himself.  And another assistant, who I worked with for a few years who I thought would at least give me a heads up on the situation, acted as a silent witness when the surprise axe fell.

If the situation was reversed, I would have stepped in and put in my two cents to defend my workmate.  I would have argued on behalf of the person chosen to be fired as an unsolicited litigator and fought for my workmate's job.  Ya see, it's always been my philosophy that you never mess with another man's job.  A bad habit I picked up as a union worker and union officer in past jobs.  But in retail, you're on your own because there is no union and the company has you by the short hairs and everyone is too afraid to lose their job.  So, my pseudo friends stood silent and idle as I got fired from a job of 14 years, by a guy who wasn't there a year.

And what was my crime, do you ask?  I gave a flashlight/stun-gun to a girl who worked there because she had to walk two miles home, after 11pm, through a bad neighborhood.  Nothing more than a Christmas present.  Well, Merry Christmas.  You're fired.

But I'm good.  For the first time in many years, I got not only the Christmas spirit but acknowledgement from the universe that all this was nothing but good.  Ya see, a few days ago I stood in the energy field of the Mofo field generator I built a few months ago, and made an intent for a better job that payed more and would give me more satisfaction.  I could never do that unless I was free from my present job, which I would never quit because of my work ethic.  It took an outside agency to force me out of that position to fulfill my desire and intent.

At this moment I'm in a total state of respect and awe of the power this field generator has.  It totally redirected my whole life from a simple intent.  And no one knows better than me...Ya call the tune, ya pay the piper.  I knew what I was getting into and I accept the fates.

My head is in a better place, now.  I can feel my IQ rising from the lack of stupidity I was accustomed to and the world is my oyster.  Anyone else in this position might be fostering revenge or ill will toward the participants who executed my economic demise but I refuse to foster such negative emotions.  Rather, I choose to wish that all involved get what they deserve and that everyone else get a better job.

Not to worry about me.  I have a backup plan to keep me in the monetary security to which I've been accustomed.  And quite honestly, this job was messin with my psyche and I'm glad to be done with it.  I'm free to work on other projects like making lick-her, field generators, orgonite and de-calcifying my third eye.

Send your condolences to my former employer and your good wishes to me.  I'm just getting warmed up.

            

eggnog contest

uncle dale

got skin?

It was my local pharmacist who said if I can manage to come up with a real poison ivy cure, we could both make a fortune. I had the antidote for poison ivy. I just needed all the trappings that go along with merchandising such a thing, like packaging, labeling, manufacture, distribution, funding, lab work, business plans, FDA approval, and all the red tape that goes hand in hand with modern American business.

I may be a tinker and experimenter but an administrator, I am not. After a while, my poison ivy cure became little more than free relief for family and friends, usually in a state of half scabbing, oozing pustules, with an itch severe enough to bring them to the brink of madness.

My work with frequencies and field generators took up most of my free time and my cure sat on the back burner to be revitalized when the time was right. Little did I know the right time was pretty damn soon.

When Tammy casually mentioned she had what looked like the beginning of psoriasis, it got me thinking of possible cures, and my poison ivy cure immediately came to mind. As I listened to her tell me about the rash on her neck, my mind went off on skin cure tangents. The cure is simple. Jewel weed extract and water in a 3:1 ratio to allow it to produce an aerate spray from a pump bottle. If I substitute colloidal silver for the water it would include an anti-bacterial element to promote healing and reduce the chance for infection. A touch of glycerin would act like a patch to keep the solution on the treated area. Out of the three components, glycerin is the only one with FDA approval, allowing me to list it as the active ingredient with the truly active ingredients listed as inactive to satisfy FDA requirements. I mixed up a small batch and Tammy is now conducting personal research on whatever skin irritations she has with substantial documentation through her course of treatment.

Yeah, I know… The government has their games and FDA is no exception. FDA will NOT approve any natural cure for anything, ever. Unless it can be created in a lab by big pharma with billions in research and payoff funds, no cure will hit the pharmacy shelf. Doubly so for a natural cure. The addition of glycerin will allow me to produce my cure because many years ago, FDA granted approval for it, and because of this irreversible approval rating, I can do what every other poison ivy relief vendor out there can do… Add an FDA approved substance as the active ingredient, even if it's totally useless.

Talk about totally useless. Have you ever perused the drug stores for what is sold for poison ivy relief? Almost all of them focus on the symptoms of poison ivy instead of the cause. Active ingredients listed are usually crap like alcohol, which burns like hell and does nothing but dry up a few emerging pustules, and camphor, which reduces the itching so you don't scratch. Each manufacturer has their own proprietary blend of FDA approved crap that does little more than give the illusion of reducing the symptoms while letting the problem run its course.

I get my jewel weed extract in bulk from a company who does their own reactivity tests, freeing me from the burden and cost of lab work to see if one out of a million people might react negatively from a substance. I produce my own colloidal silver in small batches using only pure water using reverse osmosis with 3PPM Himalayan salt with a consistent 38PPM nano particle colloidal silver. The colloidal silver alone can cure Ebola, according to government studies. Topical application of this type of colloidal silver acts as an antibacterial and antibiotic to reduce inflammation and infection and promote rapid healing.

All three ingredients have a proven, historical track record for healing a plethora of ailments. Jewel weed will stop the progression of poison ivy rash and reverse it faster and more complete than anything big pharma or nature can provide. Colloidal silver is backed by independent and government studies that conclude nothing nasty can survive in a colloidal silver solution. Glycerin is totally non-reactive and is available everywhere and has FDA approval. According to the FDA, only an FDA approved drug can be listed as an active ingredient, and since all three ingredients are listed as non-reactive, I can bypass the reactivity lab tests. It looks like I got FDA approval through the back door and I'll be producing and selling this stuff without worry about government intervention. So, up yours FDA.

If you care to recreate this formula, I'll give you all the information you need to make your own. But if you just want a bottle to try out before you invest a ton of cash, let me know and I'll send you something. This is just part of my research and development budget, which might set me back a few hundred dollars, compared to the 300 million the FDA said I would have to spend before they denied approval. (and we wonder why medical costs are so high)

This 300 million dollar figure FDA considers a reasonable price to pay to research a simple formula is stunningly mind blowing. On top of that, their arrogance in telling me straight out they will NEVER approve it no matter how much I spend is designed to discourage anyone from trying. $300,000,000 is a lot of money. That kind of money can buy a distribution center full of cutting edge lab equipment tended by an army of lab coated technicians with enough left over cash to buy an island in the Caribbean. I wonder if this 300 mil was a subtle suggestion as to the amount FDA would accept to change their minds? I'll bet dollars to donuts if I suggested a meeting between our respective lawyers to work something out, and if I actually had 300 million to spare, we might have the first natural cure approval by the FDA since 1974. Of course, FDA would insist on approving a natural cure ONLY if it was able to be synthesized in a lab, which no longer makes it a natural cure.

That seems to be the unmentioned FDA mission statement.

Any drug can get FDA approval as long as it can be synthesized in a laboratory and comes with enough money to influence our decision.

More money means faster approval and my pockets aint that deep. 

I hope to get this stuff on the market before the springtime poison ivy season.

On a lighter note and deeper tangent...


I'm comin.  I'm comin, though my head is hangin low.

I hear the gentle voices callin

old, black, Joe.

frontier phone company sucks

My internet went down two weeks ago and it took that long for the phone company to send someone out to fix it.  Intolerable, for sure, but this is the world we created and we have to live with it.

For the record, my internet/phone company is Frontier.  Let me say that again.  FRONTIER, the worst phone company in North America.

A few decades ago, if your electric or phone or internet went out you could expect the service to be corrected within hours, a day at the most.  Today, in our Jetson future society, we can expect a service call anywhere between 8 am and the moment of our death, with a service charge added to the monthly bill... with an appointment two weeks into the future.

When the phone guy finally did show up, I noticed he awkwardly used his cell phone to get the codes for the new modem.  Now, this is a phone company technician that came to restore the DSL internet service the phone company provides.  It's a land line.  That's all this company deals with.  Land lines and DSL service that goes through the land lines.  He's using a competitive service to service his company's customers.  I mean, this is like Pepsi on a Coke truck. 

I asked him why he's not using a laptop, or at least a tablet for this kind of work, and he said the company took all their laptops away at the beginning of the month to cut costs and want all the phone techs to use phones instead.  He also said the last job he was on took 5 hours and he could have done it in half that time if he had his lap top instead of this crappy phone that takes forever to type into because of the tiny virtual keypad that his technician fingers can't cleanly hit.

I couldn't fire into this guy about the two week wait, after a pitiful story like that.  If he was armed with a laptop and attitude I'd blast that sonofabitch for depriving me of internet service for two weeks just because he had a vacation coming, or some such shit.  But this guy was just like me... Working for a cheap company, run by bean counters who never worked in the field, dictating how things should be.

And being without internet for two weeks had me hot enough to take a tire iron to the phone guy... just as soon as he fixed my internet problem.  But I couldn't.  He was just like the rest of us that are still working.  Doing three times the work for the same pay because our respective companies use our work ethics against us, for no other reason but increasing their bottom line.  We're slaves to our respective systems and slaves don't kill slaves.  They got us by our collective, ideological balls.

That's why I made arrangements to switch the internet to cable and save $65 a month. 

Let's hope I don't have to switch to satellite for the same reason.

trump is a racist

I received this from a friend of mine.  Something worth sharing.

The controlled press functions as the voice of the Establishment. The Establishment wants you to believe certain things, accept certain things as truth. They are against Donald Trump. Solidly against him. So they set the reporters and the talking heads to say bad things about him. They accuse him of various things. Often, he's accused of being a racist.

 

These Establishment mouthpieces assume a position on high moral ground and proceed to attack Donald Trump for being a racist. The evidence they present is pretty vague. It would not stand up in court. But, they control the narrative. They're the media. He's just one person. They can shout him down and trot out other paid clowns to say the same thing.

 

It's very hard, impossible really, to prove a negative. They can accuse him of being a racist or anything else and there's no defense for that. He can't prove he's not a racist. He can't prove he doesn't communicate with little green men from the planet Mopar. They haven't accused him of that so far.

 

The plan is to put him on the defensive and make him spend his time trying to convince people that he's not a racist. That way the Establishment controls the narrative and proving a negative is impossible. He's too smart for them, and that's a plus for our side. He may have been born at night, but it wasn't last night. So we have to ask the question:

 

Do these drifty delinquents from the Establishment have a valid claim to the moral high ground? Let's start by defining "racist". The nice folks over at Oxford, where dictionary is their middle name, give us this definition:

 

• prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against someone of a different race based on the belief that one's own race is superior: 

 

That seems pretty clear. Let's look around and see if we can find some of those dirty "racists". Notice when the Establishment uses that word, it sounds like a dirty word. The ultimate put-down.

 

Didn't have to look far. It's in the bible. Yep! That book those Steeple People use to condemn racists. They're the ones who'll tell you that the jews are "God's Chosen People". If that ain't racism, I'll kiss your butt on the courthouse steps and give you six weeks to draw a crowd.

 

On the world stage, look at how the Israelis treat the Palestinians. As less than people, really. Horrid folks, those Palestinians, is their attitude. They've built walls to keep them out of Israel. Sort of like the wall President Trump wants to build on the southern border, which is very similar to the one Mexico built on their southern border. But I digress. Israel burns and shoots Palestinians and steals their land. And if that's not a racist attitude, the offer on the courthouse steps is still open.

 

Oy vey! Let's not just talk about the jews. How about we talk about them black folks? Some of the descendants of cotton pickers behave like racists. BLM, for example. They spray paint "kill whitey" on whatever flat surface is available. They have a plan and they know what they want. They refuse to accept the outcome of the election and have promised to demonstrate - read, disrupt - the inauguration. Do they think they're better than white folks? That's how they behave, anyway.

 

It's not a long jump from racial predjudice to religious predjudice. And Holy Cow! That's what much of history is about. The history of the Catholic Church's action against heretics of their own race and genocide against other races is way too long to go into here. It is enough to say that Christianity in all its forms of manifestation did not achieve its powerful position on the strength of its arguments. Their power came by way of the sword. The Islamists do horrible things to people. The Christian Church may have been their teacher.

 

Ah, yes. The Islamists. They've been at war with each other for centuries. Centuries! The West inserted itself into that region with the first world war, and then again with the second world war. The oil companies had to have their cheap oil, and Israel - we're back to them again - had to have a homeland. So the jews inserted themselves into a region that was already full of religious strife and now the Middle East has to deal with a tribe who doesn't get along with any race. They don't have to. They're God's Chosen People. But it isn't that simple. Seems that there are at least two flavors of jews and, you guessed it, the majority discriminates against the minority. You don't hear much about that from the controlled media. Maybe it's because the media is either owned by or controlled by jews. Ya' think?

 

Racists. Start looking, and you'll find them everywhere. I remember reading years ago that the Japanese used to look down on Koreans and say that Koreans are proof that monkeys mated with humans.

 

If you stood a Saudi next to someone from Yemen, could you tell them apart? Maybe if they were dressed differently. But really, all them brown folks from the Middle East look alike, at least to me. Ah! But they know who they are! And so the Saudis are making war on tiny little Yemen. Is it based on race or religion? Or did the Saudis just feel boisterous one day and decide to bomb Yemen? They make war on Yemen and along comes Iran as an ally of Yemen. Saudi Arabia and Iran don't get along. If you were around in the Reagan years, you'll remember their war. Race war? Maybe. Iranians are not Arabs. They're Persians.

 

Have I made my point? You can denounce it from the highest mountain if you are moved to do so, but the fact is that racism is pretty much a human trait. So the next time some paid shill for the controlled media wags his finger at Donald Trump and calls him a racist, you can just look at that clod and nod in agreement. "Yep. He's a racist. Just like everybody else."

 

Except that in his case, he probably isn't!! Take a look at those closest to him and judge for yourself. And then you may wonder to yourself what other lies have they told about him?

 

 

Dragon

who's in charge here?

The other day, I was sitting on a bench outside the mall when a woman approached me.  She addressed me by name and said we last saw each other at this very same place two years ago and we talked about parallel worlds.  She didn't have to jog my memory.  I remember the encounter very well.  We discussed how litter was increasing exponentially in the last ten years, proportional to the influx of South American immigrants and how quantum jumps may be part of the equation.  As we talked, she whipped out a notebook and jotted things down.  It just so happened she was researching a story for the local newspaper she worked for and was intrigued by the quantum theory angle and wanted to do a story on me.

Sure enough, when the paper came out she gave me full credit for my other worlds theory of litter accumulation.

Anyway, two years later, she tells me she wants to continue the discussion about parallel universes.  I smiled and said sure and asked what she was up to lately, as she inched her way closer to my bench.  You know, small talk before the heavy stuff. 

That's when she went off on how she and a few million people signed a petition to kick Trump out of office and they'll do it legally and swiftly and he'll be gone by January 1st and Hillary will become the president.  She went off on how Trump was a racist and bigot and hated women and grabbed women in the crotch and how he is a criminal who doesn't deserve to to hold any office, let alone the leader of the free world.

I just looked at her as she figuratively stomped to death our most recent president-elect with her high heels as she continued her non-critical thinking rant.
In my calmest demeaner, I said, "I don't know what you're talking about.  I thought Hillary was the criminal."

I wasn't expecting a rational discussion but what I got was a rather loud psychotic reaction that involved pacing, stomping, and lots of yelling about how horrible I was to vote for such an immoral bastard such as Trump.
As she turned and walked away I asked if she still wanted to talk about quantum theory.  She turned and said she will never talk to me about anything because of the horrible things I just said, and walked away in a huff.

She's not the only Trump hater I met without an inkling of rational thought as to why Clinton is good and Trump is bad.  I tend to think they don't know why, either.  They all seem to yell and hold signs and block traffic in cities during rush hour like a generation of inarticulate, verbal zombies.  Sounds like group mind control.  Now, how could anyone pull off a generational mind control program without detection?

I looked into American education 1980, as a good place to start, based on the age spread of the protesters.  It was May 1980 when the Department of Education took over the nation's school system with a new approach to educating our youth from the ground up, to become productive and obedient citizens.  Emphasis on obedience because the federal government remembers the chaos of the Vietnam era when revolution filled the air, Washington lost control, and America lost its first war.

The Jesuits had a saying... "Give me the child for the first seven years and I'll give you the man."

The question I have is, did a whole generation of obedient citizens suddenly decide to become disobedient and riot in the streets or did some authority order it?

I don't recall Obama or Hillary asking their minions to stop throwing hissy fits.

Who's controlling who?

       

 

   

    

millennial patriotism rush

this is so depressing...

In Hulda Clark's book, "The Cure For All Diseases", she goes into detail how bacteria can be killed with a 9V zapper set at 20Hz.  She also touched on the subject of clinical depression.

 Depression
All persons I have seen with clinical depression had small
roundworms in the brain. Is it any wonder the brain can't make
enough neurotransmitters or gets them out of balance? The usual
worms are hookworms (Ancylostoma), Ascaris of cats and dogs,
Trichinellas and Strongyloides.
Although it is commonly believed that hookworms penetrate
the skin when walking barefoot on earth, this appears to be a
negligible route. The important routes are eating animal filth and
inhaling filthy dust. Our pets pick these worms up daily. We get
them and give them in constant exchange with our pets and family
members. Diapering babies is an especially hazardous, though
necessary, business. Letting little children clean up after their
own bowel movements is even more hazardous. Hands should be
sanitized with grain alcohol after dealing with bowel contents,
whether your own, your child's, or an animal's. If you clean up a
messy diaper and then wash your hands well with soap, then go to
make the chopped salad for dinner, you're sure to give each
family member a dose of whatever the baby has. It was hiding
under the fingernails. Animals clean up the easy way: they simply
lick the youngster's bottom. But, we humans are not strong enough
to take on a dose of bottom with each meal. We must sanitize
our hands.


Ok, just the thought of worms crawling through my brain puts me in an immediate state of denial with a touch of revoltion followed by an urgent need to rid my second favorite organ of parasites.  But, it got me thinking about a connection between clinical depression and household pets and the very distinct possibility that every member of a household with a family dog is completely unaware they suffer from clinical depression.

It's altogether possible someone could be clinically depressed for decades and not know it.  Depression is self-protecting.  One of the side effects of clinical depression is not recognizing you have it by setting up an involuntary state of denial for this specific disease.  For example, you might blame your lack of enthusiasm and energy on the weather or a tolerance to your morning coffee.  You might even think about depression but will quickly perish the thought and focus on symptoms, which has as much effect as blowing your nose to cure a cold.

When Hulda Clark said all persons she's seen with clinical depression had small roundworms in the brain, I wondered if ONLY the clinically depressed had roundworms or if the non-clinically depressed had them as well.  Do the worms cause depression or is the brain of a depressed person a better environment for worms to thrive?  How many peoples brains did Clark check out who weren't clinically depressed?  Is worms in the brain physical proof you're depressed?  How do you find out if you have roundworms in your brain?  Biopsy?  MRI?  Stool sample? 

At any rate, I'm assuming there's a possibility my brain might be harbouring a few unwanted parasites and decided to get pro-active on this, for my own peace of mind.

I picked up a Spooky2 rife machine a few months ago and I've been experimenting with it ever since.  Without going into too much detail, Spooky2 is a programmable frequency generator designed to target specific organisms with the exact frequency to destroy the unwanted organism.  Picture a wine glass shattering from a singer's voice.

Last night I loaded Spooky2 with about a dozen frequency programs designed to eliminate hookworms, ancylostoma, trichinellas, strongyloides, and any other pathogen associated with cranial parasites and fired it up using remote killing.

It's too soon to tell if this had any effect on me but last night I had the best night's sleep I've had in weeks.  I woke up early and fast with an appetite for eggs and a significant absence of morning stiffness.  In short, I feel pretty good.

I can't help thinking anyone who has a dog or a cat in the house has most likely managed to be infected by these parasites and there's no remedy, outside of specific frequency bombardment, to eliminate them.  Unless you spend your life in a bubble, you got em and you've had them for many years.  Long term clinical depression could be the root cause of the vast majority of societies physical and mental ailments.  Obesity, back pain, heart disease, insomnia, organ failure, stress, neurosis, psychosis, road rage, cancer, and tons of other ailments that manifest in middle age could quite possibly be the result of playing fetch with the family dog when you were a child.  Talk about prozac nation.  Is it any wonder the vast majority of Americans are on some kind of maintenance drug protocol?

It's common knowledge that dogs and, to a lesser degree, cats are beneficial to humans as confidants and stress relievers who lower blood pressure and reduce heart disease and make old people feel happy and loved.  I totally agree.  There's no better symbiotic relationship than a boy and his dog.  From the first starving wolf to approach pre-historic man's camp fire, to be fed a bit of meat as a peace offering, a bond was formed that evolved into the mutual domestication we have today.

An Australian study claims older Australians who own a pet are more likely to be depressed and in poorer physical health than people who don't own pets, according to a major new Australian study.
Flying in the face of claims from the pet food industry, and others, the study shows pet ownership confers no health benefits to older people.

The study shows older pet owners are more obese, had a higher risk of heart disease, were more depressed, and smoked more than their non-pet owner counterparts.

Is it possible our domestic animals are so sweet and cuddly by design, not only as a survival mechanism for themselves but part of a bigger plan to infect humanity with thought altering clinical depression, with denial of it's existence as a built in safeguard as our domestic dogs and cats act as gate keepers with the illusion of easing the depression they're responsible for?

To answer that question you'll have to find a culture that avoids contact with dogs and compare the data.  Anyone know of a country that fits that description? 

At any rate, I'll let you know of my findings in a few weeks.

  
     



  

gifting the grid

In earlier posts I pointed out how this five gallon thing I built kicks out some very extreme power and I mentioned more than once that I didn't have a clue what I was going to do with it.  Like a unit without a purpose.

Last night, as I sat on the back porch with my rum and spiced cider, it occurred to me that Halloween might be a good day to fire up the Mofo and patch it directly into the grid.

I set the frequency generator at a square wave 432Hz signal, ramped it up with a 12v amp, and added a tensor ring for a steroid effect.

Patching it to the grid was the easiest part.  I just took an extension cord, clipped off the female end, separated the leads, taped the ends, and wrapped the two wires around the top column, where all this energy is flowing, and plugged it into an outlet.

Alternating current, which is what comes out of your electrical outlets, reverses polarity 60 times a second.  This allows electricity to flow both ways.  If you had a method of generating more electricity than you use, such as windmills or solar panels, the surplus electricity would flow in the opposite direction and the electric company would be sending you a check.  There's more to it than that but that's the general principal.

Setting up the Mofo in this fashion allows me to imbue the electricity flowing through this residence, and by extension, the neighborhood, and theoretically, the whole power grid with the most awesome energy this unit kicks out.

Since this Mofo is basically a five gallon succor punch with 600' of mobius coil wire with an amped up frequency of 432Hz, it seems fitting to program it with an intention.  A big unit requires a big intention so I programmed it to wake up the rest of humanity that's still asleep and collectively usher in a new age of spiritual enhancement, free energy, and universal love.

Like water, AC electricity touches all shores and anointing the power grid in this way could have a profoundly positive influence on every residence, business, prison complex, government agency, and life form its power lines reach.

Let's see if there's any profound changes in the next two weeks.  At the risk of sounding overly optimistic, my guess it'll be nothing short of absolute awesome!

life is but a dream

“...all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.” - Bill Hicks

it's all in the water

I ran a batch of scotch a few weeks ago and set it on light toasted French oak for about two weeks at 130 proof.  The result was less than expected.  It tasted like regular whiskey to me, not the unique iodine flavored ambrosia scotch drinkers are fond of.  I did everything the right way.  Peat malted barley simmered in water for an hour followed by soaking in 2 gallons of cool water for another hour.  Set to ferment for a couple weeks and ran through a pot still and thumper to a consistent 130 proof.  Adding well water to bring the proof to 86 produced a good whiskey but it wasn't scotch.

Three regions in Scotland produce whiskey in much the same way.  The pot stills used are pretty much interchangeable and the basic ferment procedure is identical, as well as casking, ageing, and everything else that goes into producing a fine scotch whiskey.   But all three regions produce a scotch that has a flavor profile unique to the area in which it was produced.  The only difference is the water.

The fact is, there IS a difference in water.  Not so much in the distilling, but in the water added after distilling to adjust the proof.  It's the lime water in Kentucky that makes the best bourbon and the best scotch is made from water flowing over red granite and peat bogs.  That's a good place to start.

I made a solution of well water and pickling lime and let it settle for a week and added 20cc of this lime water to three quarts of water.  I then made a tea of peat moss and water and added 20cc of this solution to the three quarts.  Adding this cloned water to proof the scotch made all the difference in the world.  The hint of smoke and tones of unripened fruit with that unique scotch signature was all there with the added benefit of a smooth, creamy, lingering finish.  This is some good shit here, if I do say so myself.

Much more than crafting a decent scotch, I proved to myself that water is as important to the equation as mash, temperature, or any other distilling parameter. 
I guess there was a reason I never got around to proofing that last batch of bourbon.  I was just waiting for some cloned Kentucky lime water.  

            

and the winner is...

Anyone see the second debate?  If you happened to see it, you wouldn't be questioning what the second debate was.  It would be drilled into your grey matter like the shot heard round the world.
For those who haven't seen it, I'll give a brief summation. 

Trump kicked Hillary's ass.  He eviscerated her.  He gutted her like a pig.  He cut her off at the knees, disembowelled her, and dragged her dead corpse around the stage like Achilles dragged Hector around Troy.  To the Trump supporters, it was sweeter than Yoo Hoo.  To Hillary's people, it was like getting ass fucked by a gorilla.  To the mainstream media, Trump got a modest win, just enough to keep him in the race.

Modest win my ass!  Trump outed Bill Clinton as a serial rapist and Hillary as his enabler.  He invited five of Bill's rape victims to the debate with a front row seat.  Solid proof he's not a controlled opposition NWO puppet to give Hillary the win.  The look on Bill's face was priceless.  This was the look of fear, defeat, and humiliation.

So, what brought on this vicious attack from Trump?  It was a direct result of Hillary and the moderators taking turns attacking Trump based on a recorded, private conversation between Billy Bush and Trump eleven years ago.  Trump was talking, one on one, about how bimbos are so attracted to rich, successful, and powerful men that you can do almost anything without complaint, including kissing them and grabbing their pussies.
 
To most normal people this is just locker room talk between guys.  To the rich and famous, this is an occupational hazard.  Very few men are equipped to fight off the hoards of gold digging whores the rich and famous put up with on a daily basis.  A guy working at Home Depot wants to get laid just as much as a rock star but whores don't care about lumber.  But as soon as he wins the lottery, the whores come out of the woodwork, faces painted, skirts on, ready to jump on his dick right in front of his wife.  Ask Tiger Woods about his gold digging ex-wife who got a quarter of a billion dollars in settlements because Tiger succumbed to the temptation of another gold digging whore.  We're talking about whores, people.  Their everywhere and they can ruin your life in seven minutes or less.

When Trump was talking to Billy about grabbing women he wasn't talking about women in general but a sub-class of women who find this kind of behaviour not only acceptable but encouraged, as long as it's from a rich and famous male.
Trump is the epitome of an alpha male.  Rich, successful, famous, and self confident.  He spent his whole life navigating through mine fields of gold digging whores.  His conversation with Billy Bush was nothing more than a brief, matter of fact explanation of the epidemic of gold digging whores who are attracted to guys like Trump, using sex as a weapon to trap their prey.
 
To Trump, gold digging whores are just as much an occupational hazard as sugary sweets are to beauty queens and super models.  Ya think the most beautiful women on the planet are attracted to Henry Kissinger?  Bill Clinton had sex with thousands of bimbos with only a handful who took offence.  Even Arnold got chopped in half by his gold digging maid.  How can anyone judge what it's like to be tempted at that level?  The fact that Trump managed to avoid the constant onslaught of high level gold digging whores and avoid going to the cleaners, like so many other men who lost everything, tells me he's a better man than anyone I ever knew.  Now, this is something the MSN and high level pundits will never touch on.  By all accounts, Trump is the winner.

Ya hear that Anderson Cooper?                 

the undecided

Ok, so the dems and reps launched their debates to sway the undecided to their ranks. 

The undecided... Oh God.  If there was ever a more wishy washy group of true deplorables, it's the undecided.  This is that group of assholes who are determined to vote but can't decide who to vote for.  After a year of in-your-face campaigning from Trump and Hillary, this group of low information cretins still haven't made up their minds as to who would make the better president, despite their determination to vote for somebody, whoever that may be.

After the vice presidential debate I saw a video of a focus group discussion made up entirely of undecided voters.  Five minutes into this discussion I wanted to beat to death every undecided retard in this focus group with the heal of my shoe.  And I'll bet I could beat to death each and every low information voter, one at a time, as they docilly wait their turn and watch in horror as the person to their left gets their foreheads beaten to a pulp with a wingtip heel.  These are the people deciding our fate.  Half wits, accepting their fates as a crazed lunatic beats them to death with a shoe for the unforgivable crime of spending too much time choosing a side.

God help us all.  

a secret reviled

I give full credit to Jayna Reynolds for the following paragraphs.

Democrats are essentially divided into two groups based on intelligence (I.Q.) The low I.Q. group is very gullible and easy to manipulate. They believe lies without question. They are government workers or unemployed or have jobs due to preferential hiring because of race. These groups are pandered to by Democrat politicians. They are given promises that are never kept and they don't care because they're not smart enough to remember the promises. The other and smaller group is the high I.Q. These people are well aware to the promises that are actually lies, but they don't care. They are usually in position to gain financially by how the government moves money. The word is 'skim'. They skim or take some of the tax dollars that are distributed to various government programs. In essence it's legalized stealing. It's legal because they make deals with the Democratic leadership/law makers that provide loopholes in the law specifically for them. The Clintons are the quintessential corrupt politicians that use laws to steal. There are very few true middle class Democrats. In other words there are very few Democrats who actually build anything or produce anything. The major reason why this corrupt system works is because the Democrats control the mainstream media. Broadcast TV, motion pictures, radio, etc. This media is all propaganda and filled with lies and omissions and distortion of fact. Trump is appealing to the true workers and middle class. And he is the first American politician to use the internet to bypass the mainstream media and talk directly to the people. His message has reached you and others outside of America thanks to the internet. You are witnessing a dynamic change in American politics due to a major change in communication technology that has finally grown large enough to make a meaningful difference.

The Republicans are 'mock opposition' to the Democrats. Their function is commiserate with the workers and producers of America who are getting screwed by the Democrat's fiscal policies. They act as a pressure release valve that makes the workers think they have a voice. They don't. We've had essentially a one party system for many decades. Only the media creates the illusion of a two party system. This is the similarity in the parties you perceive and exactly why so many so-called Republicans are so-called 'never Trump' believers. Our politicians have been 'appointed' and not truly elected. We've been able to see clearly behind the curtain of this election fraud with Bernie's ripoff. This whole charade is being unraveled by Trump. The Democrats and those who control the Democrats from behind the scenes aren't going to let their cash cow go easily. This is why so many fear for Trump's life. History is chronicled with periodic assassinations of men who would be president and who dared to do the right thing for the people.

 I couldn't have said it better myself, although I tried.

1966 was a pivotal point in history that's worth looking at for some root answers. http://www.timelines.ws/20thcent/1966.HTML

weekend at hillary's

Whether I like it or not, I talk to lots of people throughout the day.  It's usually the typical bullshit, meaningless banter about weather and the economy but sooner or later I ask if they are a Hillary supporter.  More often then not I get dirty looks and tirades about Trump and how he's going to win by a landslide.  But every now and then I get to talk to some real, honest to goodness, low information voters who can't wait til November is over so they can get back to life without Hillary or Trump as the main topic and won't make up their minds until they step into the voting booth.  That's when I realized we should have a third political party.  The Stupid party, for all the American voters too stupid to vote for one of the two presidential candidates that will win.  We already have that in Gary Johnson and Jill Stein, but the stupid people are too stupid to realize it.  Maybe it's their single digit numbers that bother the stupid people and make them think if they vote for any of these losers their vote won't count.  Well, maybe they're not as stupid as they think they are.

Let's look at Gary Johnson.  He's running on the Libertarian ticket, has single digits in the poles, wants TPP, a carbon tax, gun control, thinks Hillary is a fine lady, wants open borders, and gets pissed off when you call undocumented workers as illegals.  Gary Johnson is no libertarian but he's a fuckin idiot.

Jill Stein, Green party.  What's she for?  She likes gun control and vaccinations, thinks Obamacare is a step toward single payer, wants to bring home the troops and disarm N. Korea, thinks the PATRIOT Act and N.D.A.A should be repealed.  Most importantly, she's a woman.  Vagina number 2 for the oval office with single digit numbers in the poles.  

Everyone on the planet knows Gary and Jill don't stand a chance.  They were put there to draw votes from the Bernie crowd and the undecided, uninformed, low information, low intelligence, television programmed sheep to give the illusion of choice while the Hillary people stuff the ballet boxes with votes from dead people and illegal (undocumented) immigrants so their electronic ballet manipulation won't look so obvious.

Look at it this way... When making wine, the fruit flies come from nowhere to feed and contaminate the fruit juice as it ferments.  Setting a small jar of vinegar and a few other ingredients near the ferment barrel will attract and capture the fruit flies and keep them away from your ferment.  Gary and Jill are the vinegar solution in this presidential race and stand the same chance as a pair of fruit fly traps in a winery producing choice wine.

Which leaves Hillary and Trump as the heavyweights in this contest. This looks more like A Weekend at Bernie’s than a race to the White House. 

it's a good thing copper is down

I finally managed to finish the new column and thumper.  I could've built this thing in a day if I didn't have to cobble it together piecemeal, but a lack of available time and inclination forced me to stretch this project out and complete it in a month.
Since I chose to build this free-form, unrestrained from conventional planning and blueprints, I had to take my time and conceptualize each step before making any cuts or permanent soldering.  The result is a multi-component unit that fits together perfectly and works better than I thought it could.  The downside is my planning.

The column is 2" by 38" long, packed with copper mesh for additional surface area.  3/4" copper pipe goes straight down to a 1/2" reducer to the thumper with an outlet to the liebig condenser.  This set-up produced a consistent 175 proof from start to finish.  The problem is running the main boiler as close to 174 F as I can and still keep it hot enough to run the thumper, which requires hot vapor to bring that vessel up to a minimum of 174 F to produce the vapor to pass through the liebig to condense to liquid.  Cranking up the heat on the boiler will only produce more water vapor, reducing the proof.

Sad to say, the design is overkill.  By that I mean a thumper on a full reflux system is like back up lights on a jet aircraft.  Ya see, a system running full reflux is already producing clean, high proof alcohol.  A thumper on a system like that can't make things better but can limit it's potential.

Conclusion... Thumpers are an excellent way to maintain a consistent proof and flavor throughout a run on a pot still but on a reflux still?   Fugetaboudit.  It's like driving a Formula 1 to work.   

Then again, if I didn't build and run this thing, I would never know for sure.  It's not a total loss by any means.   Thanks to SharkBite, the quick disconnect method I found, I can still use these components for other uses.  The use of steel washers to strengthen the base of my copper/stainless solder points was purely insightful and I cleared my garage of a lot of loose copper.

Looks like another trip to the hardware store.

        

  

what's with this keshe pain pen?

I heard about the Keshe pain pen a few months ago.  Ebay has them for upwards of 50 bucks but the construction seemed simple enough.  Rather than shell out 50 bucks for a total unknown, I decided to build one and take it from there. 

The object you see to the left is my first pain pen attempt.  I used what I had on hand.  A fairly long piece of twisted 14 gauge copper wire for making tensor rings. 

After twisting the cable around a steel rod and fitting the center cable, I nano coated it with a MAPP gas torch and slid it in a test tube.  The design calls for a substance called GANS, and since I didn't have any, I used ORMUS as a substitute.  GANS and ORMUS are completely different in every way but they look similar and it's what I had and I figured using ORMUS was better than nothing.  I figure it's like making a hot dog, substituting salsa for ketchup.  Not the same but good enough.

I was impressed enough with the energy output that I built two more to repeat the experiment.  The second one was identical to the first with only single wire instead of cable, and just as the first, twisted clock-wise.  The third was identical to the second with a counter clock-wise twist as the only difference.

As far as energy output, the first and second units were almost identical as the strongest, and the third one, with the counter clock-wise twist, produced next to nothing.  I gave the second one away but the prototype has been sitting on my computer desk, undisturbed, since I made it.

That was then and I didn't give the pain pen a second thought, even though I developed a severe pinched nerve that sent a numbing feeling of low current down my right arm.  A combination of work ethic and lack of available time kept me from a chiropractic adjustment, and I just put up with it, thinking I'll get around to seeing my chiropractor when I get the time, if it doesn't fix itself before that.  Yeah, typical procrastination.  The same thing I give everyone else hell for.  

Well, as I was sitting at my desk this morning with my first cup of joe, I looked at the pain pen prototype and figured, what the hell.  I held the business end about 2" from my right elbow and moved it in little circles around the area.  Within 30 seconds I could feel a distinctive magnetic field.  Not a lot but a just there feeling.  I tried the same thing on my shoulder and wrist for just a few seconds while reading an article.  It was the area around the thumb that I felt the tingle the strongest from the pen.  Not thinking much about it, I drank my coffee and went to get another when I realized that numbing feeling I had in my arm was gone.  That was four hours ago and I feel quite good, in a general sort of way.  Even that lower back pain is gone and I actually feel taller, as opposed to the troglodyte posture I assume before I become semi-vertical.  All this from using this pain pen for something like two minutes.

I believed the pain was a result of a pinched nerve followed by inflammation.  Reduce the inflammation, reduce the pain.  That's understandable, but what about this pen?  Does this pain pen reduce inflammation?  Does this pen fix the problem or only the symptom?  Pain has one function, to tell you something is wrong.  Am I cured or are my pain receptors turned off?  I don't know.  I'm just asking. 

I discounted the placebo effect since I never expected anything to happen.  But I then realized I never gave this pain pen any kind of real test because I didn't have any pain problems to try it on when I built it.  I felt a tingle, followed by low level amazement and moved on to other projects. 

Against all common sense, I have to admit there's something very dramatic about this Keshe pain pen.  If I could get such results from a device, sloppily thrown together from spare parts and substitute fluids, think what I could produce if I built one the proper way that Keshe suggests.

Looks like I'll be travelling this tangent for a while.