Nothing Without Mold

I might have figured another aspect of what happened today upstairs. At the end of last week i caught a cold weather spell and filmed the vapor coming out of the vent for upstairs drier and going into the basement, because of codes being broken when they installed those vents. Thought they could have installed the vents right out the walls, like in other buildings, they passed the pipes trough basement and installed them right on top of basement vents, while the code says should not be installed 3 ft closer then other features of the building. Pipes where broken in the basement anyways, i went one night and fixed them, and right after they came and installed the new covers, that blow the vapors directly into the basement. That was about two years ago. Back then i went and looked. This is the only place in the complex that this is happening.

I think it was Saturday evening when i removed that corrugated plastic which was not helping in case wind was creating pressure blowing against the window, cause a flow was established and moisture still going into the basement around that piece of plastic. Once in the basement, moisture will condensate on the floor making it bulge, helping create mold inside. They were places with up to one inch bulges. Instead i put two small transparent plastic sheets covering the vents.

There was only one load of laundry done Sunday, as opposed to more than five a week ago. No laundry this Thursday morning as well which is a first. However, the shaman came to "fix" the laundry machine upstairs. I did not hear when it started today after that. Because the machine was made much more quiet. However when Angela came i had to go to move the truck back at the street cause it was on our only spot here forgot to find a place for it. But when i got out, i felt the smell of laundry and went to look to see if those plastic sheets are in place. One of them was, but the one right under the vent upstairs blowing downwards. Those once put in are hard to remove (i tried with one).

It seemed they went to great length trying to undo what i done, that is, enforcing the code, because, i once read something about ninjutsu and especially the kuji-in part of it make use of mold, possibly as a medium, similar with black magic. Truth is mold creates among other things, nasal congestion and a high, making you much less sharp and responsive or more docile and suggestible.

I Live in a Ninja House

"Koka's Ninja House (忍術屋敷, Ninjutsu Yashiki) is close to 300 years old and used to be resided in by ninja. It appears like an ordinary house from the outside; inside however, it is equipped with many ingenious traps and devices, designed to prevent intruders and to provide a means of escape in times of need. Visitors are allowed to explore the house and discover its various trapdoors and secret passages."

This is approximately the floor plan of this apartment i live in. Very similar to the one i lived in Lake Oswego, which is a weird coincidence in itself. Except for the closet with washer and dryer which is inside. The plan itself is a bit different from reality. Water heater is on the other side of the closet. There is no window between fridge and stove.

And here is the thing. That wall (between kitchen and bathroom) is not like in the picture, but is one ft thick. One ft thick wall that goes from WD closet to the end of the kitchen. There are 6 units in this building, and i'm neighboring with the one on top and one next to wall represented on top of this picture. However that one is much longer, on the right, creating a corner at our bedroom where lives a toxic bush, Aucuba Japonica and shorter on the left, creating an outside wall at the closet (upper part of the picture).


Why are the Japanese so different then the rest of us.

Though Japanese culture is tributary to Chinese culture, that is only the surface. It was a land of opportunity and also refuge for immigrants and fugitives. It could not be included in ancient China because you would had to have large fleets to carry many soldiers to control the islands. Part of Japanese ethno genesis is people from north.

I think the're coming from North, beyond polar circle, because of Amaterasu myth. Amaterasu hid herself in the cave and then came out and there was light.

People there lived in crammed spaces where there is a close contact and they learned much about psychology during living long period of times in isolation. Isolation was so severe they at times chose to swap wives. Lack of privacy back then could translate into the today's uncontrollable desire and right to snoop on another. Advanced knowledge of fire, necessary for survival may also bring advanced knowledge of chemistry and metallurgy as well as crafts. Also by burning fires (mostly of whale fat) in closed spaces might  have given birth to the obsession with gassing.

"Then a few days ago i read about co-marriage in the Inuit culture which actually prompted me to write this post."

People living within Polar Circle, where six months of the year is dark, isn't it dark and black what they fear and hate most?

Ninjutsu and Buddhism by example came from China and Korea.

They've learned a lot from the world during past hundreds of years though they adapted everything to their own culture.  Everything, objects, phenomena, is a kami (spirit) in Japan. There are 8 millions of kami in Japan, and even a robot has one.  They can unleash them on me every day as they please and there is no law to stop them. Because they are the law nowadays at least in Oregon.

Truth is they are so different from the rest of the world, their culture is incompatible to ours. And they chose and planned to prevail.



it may very well be that the local policeman who belong to an institution that is known to have been first created in the US, but not before Kogi Omnitsu which was created in 1603, to play the role of shaman in the community, according to ancient rules. Your polar Policeman.

A Cop of Covfefe For Your Hate

These guys are writers, psychologists, graduates of theater institutes or simply ninja. The're not out there to play with words but weave with symbols. One keyword that was said two years ago resonates with another one that is just been repeated thousands of times in a song. In fact, most of the languages, phrases or stereotypes we use are stuffed with symbols with hidden links between them (better said, unmentioned in the user's manual which is also missing).

24 hours ago i wrote about Kofun in a fb post. I'm gonna try to paste it here and make a new sense of it (yes, it's better on the blog).

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Don't know if the English word coffin that traces its origins all the way to Ancient Greek and probably beyond (need to check in Sanskrit [checked in Sanskrit and cannot be found]) has anything to do with this keyhole monument which name in Japanese is named Kofun or with the name of Khufu, the Asian looking pharaoh who built the Great Pyramid. But i know i saw on black t-shirts a strange sign, looking both like a keyhole and a scull, made of a circle and a rectangle with thin vertical lines on the rectangle part probably symbolizing teeth, sometimes associated with the words North Face. It is the impression that gave me the female with partially black teeth this morning at the car wash.

Also don't know if this is a (black) magic ritual of some kind. Exactly during the Republican Convention they repaved with fresh asphalt on the street (on the 65th portions of Nyberg) though they did it this spring. And since that was not enough today when i got home i drove behind a cistern with really weird smelling asphalt or something that took a left at the plaza with Best Buy store. [later i realized the street parking lot belonging to Meridian offices was also partially repaved since i've been there last time] »

There was a picture and the link to Wikipedia article too.

Here are three of some of my recent posts on similarities. Didn't think at the time it was necessary to mention. All four persons in these six picturees are actually only one, and that is the last one, a female citizen of Japan named Utada Hikaru.

Can you accuse someone of embedding all this weirdness in a song about a young couple of which the male is dying.