A Long Day

Got roughly awakened by a carpet cleaner (ending the possibility of awakening confusion i wrote yesterday about, why they have to steal all my ideas). Though i wrote many times, i will repeat it. In the US they have these vans with a vacuum cleaner inside (ok, a giant vacuum cleaner inside) with its own engine that in some other countries could power the van itself (up the 50 HP). It also has a long hose rolled on a drum about twice the size of a normal vacuum cleaner hose, fitted with a small parallel hose for steam. At the end, one "normal" vacuum cleaner floor nozzle (had to go through several diagrams, didn't know the name of it). Nothing wrong so far, just the old good American tradition based on the slogan "bigger is better". So they pump steam through the small hose and suck the h... out of the carpet through the big one and the whole procedure may last up to 30 minutes for a small 600 sqft apartment. However it's not invincible. At the apartment at Sussex Village in Beaverton, they didn't "power" clean the carpet for 15 years. After they finally done it once, i went with my own vacuum cleaner and filled one reservoir with the dirt they barely dislodged (Christine McVie, Carol King as managers, possibly Zsolt Semjén as general manager, Regency).
Probably the short shiny metal pipe in the picture is the exhaust. Don't know about this particular type, but i once passed one of the vans that was on in the parking lot with a measuring app running on my phone, noise level was over 100 dB at 20 ft or something like that. That is, they don't have mufflers on those exhausts.

While still in bed, listening, started to smell the smell of litter dust falling through unknown cracks in the ceiling. Though less and less (since i started to go for those as well, could not imagine there could be holes in the ceiling, who of the past tenants would stick nails there, they are actually cracks between panels and nail pops). Tediously probing suspected areas with a dental probe, then cleaning the hole, and filling it with joint compound (gypsum). Could not stop my mind racing towards an older idea. Gas leaving the exhaust without muffler at nearly the speed of sound. Gas leaving any pressurized volume at the speed of sound. More molecules close to same speed means again breaking the normal or Gaussian distribution of molecules in gas, Maxwell's demon, reverse entropy, Szilard.

And the belief that the noise of exhaust does more than annoying sound. Could create disturbances in the space time continuum as well, physically destroying your thoughts, this being the reason i brought this subject at the beginning of what i hope it's going to be an hours long blog post.

Could not possible  lay my ideas in some order right now. Before i write "to be continued", here's a piece of information. Last night at the Ilani casino, where i went mostly to escape here and get some air, they created a new rule especially for me. Can't go out the door with an alcoholic drink in your hand, get a few quiet moments and than walk back inside. I will discuss this later. That made me talk to several security guards and though with mask, i think i recognized one of them being this guy. His distinctive facial features, especially eyes and especially the undisturbed calm are recognizable through a mask. I'm not sure but now that i think, he was watching an entrance where you could go outside and accidentally come back in without any temperature check, if not paying attention. I recorded several conversations with him and activated the recording app in front of him and he knew it and in the last one, when i asked a difficult question (if the privately owned parking lot is still "premises"), he claimed he cannot talk if i record it. For what purpose they brought him there last night? For the same purpose media confuses us ever since "Orson Welles" broadcast.

For the last few days they messed with my computer's keyboard driver or the keyboard itself, cause the space key works only intermittently so i had to bring the keyboard from Lenovo to be able to write this. Which as a few keys in different spots and makes it very painful to use.

And can't help here but thinking about "space travel" and what it brought us. The benefits.

First, what is space travel, as we know it.

I've seen footage from ISS. It is real. They do find people with the special ability of coping well with stress and all kinda extended time extreme situations, like lack of gravity, the natural tendency of your gut spilling out when its content is not pulled down by it, your blood flow changed for the same reason, with more blood to your head, dizziness, nausea, lack of up and down direction, etc. and convince them to climb on top of giant fuel tanks with engines at the bottom end which can take you into orbit alright after a few minutes at 3G. With a very narrow tolerance for mistake, it is a one way, one direction only trip, which is powered for months or for ever in case of ISS by inertia and small corrections (re-boosts) necessary to prevent your ship from falling back to Earth due to some very rare but still existing gas molecules at that altitude. That is you don't control it other than initial trajectory and periodic small corrections which prevent you from falling to Earth.

With no proven benefits to human kind, to me at this very moment is seem rather a glorified circus act than an necessary endeavor (could they make a vaccine, cure a disease with their "research" in space?) (Just another prop to occupy our time).

The only interesting part in a space travel is called orbital maneuvering. "The rest of the flight, especially in a transfer orbit, is called coasting." However, satellites including ISS do not carry enough fuel on board to significantly change trajectory. Barely enough to make correction to sustain altitude and one final burn, when needed to return, their lifetime in orbit equals the amount of fuel for correction. So your space travel is one long coasting with no steering, no change of speed and no fun.

"This plot shows the orbital height of the ISS over the last year. Clearly visible are the re-boosts which suddenly increase the height, and the gradual decay in between. The height is averaged over one orbit, and the gradual decrease is caused by atmospheric drag. As can be seen from the plot, the rate of descent is not constant and this variation is caused by changes in the density of the tenuous outer atmosphere due mainly to solar activity.

Just finished filling another hole that was done in top of an old one fixed by me. They also messed with the sign of the door, that was moving now by itself and never showing if someone was here. One continuous, obstinate, never ending offense. Breaking every time in here and sabotaging. One of those holes allow at vibration s... in here. On demand. They schedule through their AI continuous control over the whole area a "legitimate" trip for a noisy vehicle and they shut you down or change your mind when they want to.


To be continued..."

A Trip to the Refuge

Székelys, Shakya

«The Székelys (Hungarian pronunciation: [ˈseːkɛj]), sometimes also referred to as Szeklers (Hungarian: székelyek, Romanian: Secui, German: Szekler, Latin: Siculi), are a subgroup of the Hungarian people living mostly in the Székely Land in Romania.»

Never heard the expression subgroup of a people (when talking about people of a nation). Note it is avoided off-shot, descendant, related. I think the writer has tried to avoid to say they are Hungarians which are not but also tried to imply it.

After being for centuries in either Hungary, Transylvania or Romania, nobody speaks for them anymore. Nobody knows what their original language is. The only ones who know about them are Romanians and Hungarians, and vast majority of both think they are Hungarians living in an enclave in the middle of Romania. From time to time of course Hungarians claim them as their own. But the important or the original Shackya who were living there are gone, what is left now today are some peasant who might or not speak Magyar.

Truth is they were one of the signatories of the Treaty of the Tree Nations (three tiny "nations" signed a treaty in 1438, after a peasant revolt, laying the foundation of what later became the state of Hungary).

Revolting peasants were the ancient people living in Transylvania, mostly Romanians, which in time have been caught in the middle by more developed militarily Hungarians or Magyars in west, Szekelys in the east and German migrants "Saxons" (brought by invitation by Hungarians to complete the circle around Transylvanian Romanians) in south.

There are a few things i want to mention about them which are the reason of this blog post. First the similarity between their flag and the modern flag of Nepal.

Second, the similarity between the names Székelys, Shakya.

Shakya are an ancient people of India and Nepal which once had their own "republic".

"Its capital was Kapilavastu, which may have been located either in present-day Tilaurakot, Nepal or present-day Piprahwa, India."

Nepalese, including Magars, Shakya, may have come in Europe as hired mercenaries guarding the silk road, on which silk and other luxury goods were coming from Asia into Europe mostly during Roman Empire with caravans made of up to 10,000 beasts of burden and the same weight of gold from Roman mines in Transylvania was going the other way, financing the great wall of China. But it could be something else like a planned spread of Buddhism around the world. Because Buddha was one of them.

My guess is Magars became what today are Magyars, the name for inhabitants of Hungary in their own language and Shakya became the Szekelys.

Capital of Hungary until 1873 was named Buda.

One good example of how influential they became is the Sackler family. Because they even flaunt their name. But that doesn't mean the rest of them are not the same.

May 18. One thing i did not mentioned when i first wrote this blog post, mainly because i wanted to keep it simple.

Most intriguing is also a type of masonic apron that has a cloud with an eye that remind of the map or Romania with Szekely land in the middle.


And of course flag or Romania is contained twice in the Buddhist flag.

As for the letter M on aprons i have a ton of ideas and wanted to write a blog post about but didn't have time and courage.

Last but not least, Shakespeare.