Monday, October 23, 2023

October 23

11:55 Why i stopped writing with no explanations. It is a form of protest, though to me writing was a form of protest. A protest on top of a protest.

Though i frequently listen music on car's radio during my trips (my fingers do not follow the same way my brain after a 5 days pause), i never realized or payed attention to Doja Cat's song Paint the Town Red (until i heard it on tiktok of course were else, thank you Alexa for this one too).

Maybe because it is has fewer profanities than others. However when i saw the video it was shocking and really underscored the conclusion i already made. The song is about me. And it's currently number one in 15 countries. A way of subliminally counteracting most of my themes of my standing protest.

Then in the same time i discovered yet another possible avatar of Seri Iwahori, other then the ones i already wrote about. And this one is threatening.  And didn't and still don't know how to describe it without triggering the underpromised retaliation.

But i broke ranks of my lone strike to write about only one thing. (Yeah i've been thinking if i had a chance to write about one more thing what would be the most important one to write about).

It is about yawning. Yeah i like to shock people hopefully drawing attention while exposing contradictions. Let me explain.

There are a number of "social quirks" that are contagious. To sympathetically synchronize behavior, some say. Yawning is so inducible you may yawn while reading this. Maybe the reason that long time yawning was considered impolite and unaccepted (semiconscious) behavior. But there are others less obvious. And more others nobody has ever written or spoke about it.

That is how i could explain the unconscious physiological changes that occur to me when i see a person usually with black pants and a considerable butt bowing backwards (the reverted usual social Japanese or Korean bow) at me while calculating or made aware (signaled) of the moment i look. Sometimes all the way to touching ground with hands. Under various pretexts, like grabbing dropped keys, things like that.

I still don't even realize something is happening and it took me a long time to make the link, and only because of the very high frequency they deliberately used it on me, thus making it statistically remarkable. 

Now i know the effects occur instantly with lowering of blood circulation in pelvic area and intestinal gas blockage and it manifests within minutes when pressure starts building up and propagate all the way to the diaphragm muscle that is also part of the breathing apparatus, with lowering of breathing capacity and twisting of the hard which is attached to through connective tissues and there goes your panic attack.

Diminished blood circulation (and intestinal absorption) starting with lower abdomen, pelvic area and legs, for a longer time may get you chronic constipation, weird, persistent, hard to cure urinary infections and possibly leg ulcerations. Other unknown effects.

And of course heart benefits at first of the lowering of blood circulation in some areas of the body and gets used to it making it "addictive" and when the condition lasted a long time and it reverts, you may go into partial heart failure. Easiest to diagnose. Coldness of hands and other extremities by closing blood circulation in non essential areas to compensate.

Also yoga poses done in public, or intimacy, and especially the lotus pose may have also weird, sometimes submissive effects on others. The rubbing fingers gesture.

An area modern western medicine never went to because they don't see any reason to. Spiritual, non contact martial arts, old magic, some would think but it's nothing but an (ancient) exploit of the so vulnerable human nature and physiology.

What scares me the most. It is most likely done also through mass media, during clips, movies and reading the news on TV and with any opportunity THEY through all kinda of poses and postures related to plain words can mass spread all kinda diseases and behaviors.

And BTW i already got one (type of panic attack) because all the time i was writing the above a dog was barking with crying accents and a big engine with small exhaust was revving in the vicinity).

Another one i wanted badly to write every day during my hiatus. Always thought they were saying come down or something... Or maybe they did and the lyrics are wrong. Rema? Rama? Roma?

10:15 About 12% of the Brits have supplemental private insurance, the rest go with NHS. Angela's insurance at Eaton cost the company 500 dollars and she also pays 150-200 her share on the payroll.

11:00 Metsubushi. I think it started after i came from my trip to Canyonville or after i moved the ozone generator in the bathroom (BTW i took it back, there is no more sewage smell coming from the floor space).

Now when i use the bathroom fan huge amounts of insulation dust are blown outside through cracks in the wall and some come back inside from under the door every time i use the fan. Upstairs noises stopped dramatically which means they are affected too. I think dust particles are too big to be quickly neutralized by the negative ions.

Or there is a big hole in a wall somewhere.

Or it's been like that for a long time but only now i feel it because of cessation of the smoke.

11:33 What do you know, they were two major holes in the walls i forgot about because of the smoke of course. As i said before, writing it down makes me remember. BTW, this is what i saw also during my walk on by today...
And the weird fog bank like cloud 20 miles inland (crazy jester followed me, found me in the fog, now you all can panic), and there was this guy looking familiar in a black Nissan that stood in my left blind spot in a passing area and tried to pass me when my lane ended and there was this woman with a dog at the next machine where Angela was playing and i was eating the remaining of the fries i didn't finish in the food court. 

Angela won a little to cover most of Saturday loses and we went to the bank to deposit it so she can pay the bills and next to her there was this Tesla driver with black shorts who dropped his receipt... Yes it works best with black shorts. But now that i know, i meditate a little and i'm fine.

11:58 Fortiter et recte. În premieră guvernul nu va mai face rectificarea bugetară. E greu să rectifici ceva ce nu știm exact cât e, cat a fost, cât a mai rămas.

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