9:45 They were two Angelas in my stories and lots of references about Germany. The meaning of this visit? No meaning, just the occult trying to dilute some of the shock of some readers. By the way, my memoirs could never be printed op paper, yes, because of the numerous links.
And as i was expecting, a myriad of articles in Romanian press and not only, with subtle or sometimes direct references to things in my post. Lechatch, Leipzig. Too many to mention, basically all of then in one way or another.
Vast majority of the things i wrote so far in this first chapter covering first 14 years of my life were already written in my blog started in 2012 however they were bits and pieces, written in different styles and formats as i was advancing in English and writing skills, and most people could never see them as parts of a whole or see the connections.
Beware of their power to erase things from reality with their sophisticated media apparatus.
10:40 Harleys in the US were the transportation of choice of millions of veterans who returned from WWII. With them they terrorized the white collar wad dodging Cadillac driving middle upper class at home. Also because they could not afford a car (not right away anyways).
To this day it remained the same symbol, with more veterans added to the movement. I bet in the beginning the bikes were noisy because of tecnologic and prices limitation, but they stayed that way and it became a tradition.
But nowadays? I see on Harleys young unidentified guys that sometimes prove to be... Japanese when they remove their helmets. More of the veterans became quiteley integrated. Those generations are more and more gone and you cannot know who is doing it and for what purpose anymore.
Because of what i wrote here last night, the stories with the motorcycle (yes they never punish unprovoked), this morning, minutes after i awoke, one started with the pulsating sound way about 100 dB in the pressing silence that started at the complex after what i wrote last about Sciento. Within minutes i started to have a congested noise, because of dust and rage and then palpitations and chest discomfort. He repeated it 2 more times.
To this day it remained the same symbol, with more veterans added to the movement. I bet in the beginning the bikes were noisy because of tecnologic and prices limitation, but they stayed that way and it became a tradition.
But nowadays? I see on Harleys young unidentified guys that sometimes prove to be... Japanese when they remove their helmets. More of the veterans became quiteley integrated. Those generations are more and more gone and you cannot know who is doing it and for what purpose anymore.
Because of what i wrote here last night, the stories with the motorcycle (yes they never punish unprovoked), this morning, minutes after i awoke, one started with the pulsating sound way about 100 dB in the pressing silence that started at the complex after what i wrote last about Sciento. Within minutes i started to have a congested noise, because of dust and rage and then palpitations and chest discomfort. He repeated it 2 more times.
11:00 It started. Kinda early though but the rain is welcome because of raging fires. This is the weather in Oregon. When it rains, it pours but actually is more like a drizzle and rarely a proper rain. Small amounts of water spanned over months of fall, winter and spring where the Sun rarely shines.
I remember a pastor Swift's joke during a sermon before year 2000 at the Church (of the Nazarene, yes the church of the city). "In Oregon it rains from above but a lot of times sideways and i could swear sometimes it feels like it rains from underground".
After cooking ourselves in the last couple of months in scorching temperature sometimes over 100 degrees with a poor man's AC in the balcony door blowing cold air which was bad for my wound, now we get to see the dark for the months to come. It might help with dust outside, but inside the dust never leaves because it's coming from walls.
After cooking ourselves in the last couple of months in scorching temperature sometimes over 100 degrees with a poor man's AC in the balcony door blowing cold air which was bad for my wound, now we get to see the dark for the months to come. It might help with dust outside, but inside the dust never leaves because it's coming from walls.
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