Pareto's Principle

For a long time lately i thought i was cursed to only understand things of the past. Real time thinking was a unattainable task for me anymore. I remember when i was last time in dr.Boboia's office at Providence Scholls, i told her i cannot enjoy anymore anything in the present but only memories, everything else being the present Hell. And she completed with: It's good you have pleasant things to remember or something like that.

Real time thinking is only allowed to people with a thorough understanding of the times and reality they live in. I think.

For the first time in a long time i'm going try to react to a current event other than a response to my own blog posts.

For a few days now the Romanian newspapers keep a news about a mayor of a city in Romania  that seems to me to be home of some radical thinkers. She allegedly plagiarized from an Italian philosopher. I say philosopher because it is a tittle that is separated from the others attached to his Wikipedia entry. Alright. What's the big news? Besides proving one more time how bad is if one is assuming someone's else work, that unfortunately is nothing new?



Then something caught my eye in another Wikipedia entry associated with his name, by clicking on the link above, Pareto's principle. (God i wish my computer and internet was faster, maybe i'm going to order next speed, 20 mbps, right now i only have 7 and i thought the servers are not fast enough for this but i think in 2 years that changed).

Wow. So outdated. So much linked to the time period he lived in. So tributary and inseparable from his momentous state of mind. I thought philosophy, sociology and applied sociology was much more than that. A long time before the current post post-modern age when society was driven by an elite few.

Pareto defines the society he lives in based on some statistics pretending he discovered something.

I'm not going to go further with the analysis of thinking of a grown man who can theorize his own state of mind and make a principle out of it. I suspected for a long time that some educated people can take their own childish understanding of the surrounding reality, twist it a little bit, according to some rule they got obsessed by in some school or acquired through some random experience and make a philosophy out of it and project it in an ideology and give a raison d'etre to many others that simply don't have time or cannot afford the luxury to think. ("forgetting" to apply one of main principles of logic and that is verification through generalization - the main excuse after all could be he was probably mainly educated as an engineer). After all it's a temptation that we all fall in, the return to the innocent mind that allowed us the discovery of this world we live in, before we fell slaves to our own needs.

And start to manipulate their present reality by creating whole schools of thought and actions for those who are vulnerable and tempted because of the failure of other models, or any model that don't match with their state of mind.

The more different their model from current reality, the more radical their means of necessary actions are.

It's not 20-80 anymore. Those elites are gone mostly because of the last 2 WWs. It's everybody giving in and melting their personality into some huge entity and then bowing their egos to it. Some went so far and call this God or the collective subjective conscience that came out from the thinking of a single man 50 years or a century ago just because it fits their current psyche. Or because they think others might have had overlooked it at the time.

An entity that can handle everything for them better than themselves can. Some call it NWO. With its ancestors, communism and Nazism, usually under the form of dictatorships. That can build a whole new reality modeled on a whatever unfinished, unproven theory, like the one mentioned in the alleged plagiarism case above. If it can change the world? Of course it can and probably it already did. Bad luck for us if one of these incomplete theories merged with others of the same kind is the starting point leading historically to our current social reality cause there are probably much better models of reality we can resort to, and some i hope take as starting point our individuality and the presumption we don't have to give it up in order to exist as a society.

It is very intriguing why they brought this in the light of the current news paradigm and into the search engines' cache, and it occurs to me it may be yet another attempt into manipulating us into thinking that this may be a current model they use to manipulate us on daily bases.

I suspect the models currently used in applied computational sociology may very well be generated by computers using data from different digitized sources, even more simplified, similar to those used in modelling in engineering like finite elements, that cannot be understandable by a single human mind, ever changing, or even modelling our thoughts like a long string of Pavlovian reflexes. It might very well be, but it is applicable only for a current state of mind. Depending on a very unique combination of neurotransmitters unevenly distributed in different areas of the brain at a certain moment in time. (But then what is conscience, an illusion?)

Thus the need to continually manipulate the society to make it fit better on whatever theory they think they discovered. And the best way to do it is to keep it continuously in a collective trance or psychosis by creating on-demand, shocking news, and by repeating all kind of mantras, behind closed doors, and resulting in a cult like collective mind set-up. Being all close to the same state of mind would keep us with a similar distribution of neurotransmitters, and similar thought patterns, but it will also cut our minds' and society's natural redundancies. (I remember during communism a very common tendency in all conversations was the generalized need of reaching a consensus.)

Trouble is if they go too far with those and how far and if they can revert it back to human control and understanding. Some are saying we are already on a one way, no return road.

Or could they have brought it to public's attention through a back door like they often do, invoking this plagiarism case they might have constructed themselves so they can keep it in the news to test our reactions because they think they might just have found a new way in which they can apply the magic combination, 20-80, by considering themselves a new elite, based on ideology alone and not on history and inheritance of values, like it used to be during Pareto's time, that might in the future not even needing the rest of us, and trying to replace us with robots? So deja vu, except for the robots part.

But more worrying, these incomplete theories might be just psychological tricks, applied on large scale, letting us think they have a "strong" theory, that would bring humanity in its right place like it has never been before, thus the need for collectively experimenting, flattering to all that adhere to their organization, like through becoming an elite, just to better manipulate the whole of us until they reach their real purpose, whatever that might be though full of good intentions.

There are better ways to deal with individual's integration in a society. It only takes a set of rules and laws. The rules are applied in micro-society, within family and circles of friends. The laws, for the greater society, and as a last resort when one forgets his rules. That lets society grow little by little governed by its own naturally and historically generated principles.

I always asked myself, how can two people live together without giving up something if each can't stand him/her-self, not talking about a society? Is there any way to be part of a group without any giving in his own freedom, individuality and ego, without understanding the simple fact that he/she wants the same as every one of his kind?

How can some attempt to model a society when they could never model a single human brain? And probably we'll never could. (And if they are pretending they already did, please beware of tricks).

Living in a society is so complicated that it takes each a sophisticated, mature mind, a complete connection with the society one lives in, a complete understanding (or simply the wish to) of the rules, laws and the principles of this reality  - paradigm we each see differently.

Santa Claus

"Sinterklaas [sɪntər'klaːs] (or more formally Sint Nicolaas or Sint Nikolaas; Saint Nicolas in French; Sankt Nikolaus in German) is a traditional winter holiday figure still celebrated today in the Low Countries, including the Netherlands, Belgium and Luxembourg, as well as some parts of Germany, French Flanders and Artois. He is also well known in territories of the former Dutch Empire, including Aruba, Suriname, Curaçao, Bonaire, and Indonesia. He is one of the sources of the holiday figure of Santa Claus in North America.^[1]"

My opinion as a hobbyist in linguistics, is that the name Santa Claus name does not come from a child's mispronunciation of Sinterklaas or Saint Nicholas.

Where it's coming from? I have no idea but if you take the letter n from the middle of the word and put it at the end, guess what's resulting? Too much of a coincidence especially when we try and switch the spelling of the name Claus, which i never heard in US, to the more common word claws.

Don't know about the creation of the name or the character but the use of it and the taking of the main stage at Christmas after so many years raises questions...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Claus

JR Ewing and Ceauşescu

For many years it was the only thing we were waiting to see on TVs in Romania. Saturday, at 8 or 9 PM. I think it was for a decade or so. Didn't have color. I mean there was no broadcast for color TV until 1983 and receivers until much later

Pamela and Sue Ellen were the prototypes for any male's subconscious dream. Bobby, the gentleman and JR, the tough guy. And the drunk. Larry Hagman, may God forgive him might have given a dreamy sense to many of my conationals' pre-revolutionary cirrhosises.

And yes, it is true. Dreams sometimes can be stronger than reality as a sexy woman can be more attractive than a real beautiful one. (I'm seeing all the time sexy women and poses on the internet and on TV that are sexier than sex itself.)

Why it was allowed? Now i hear Ceauşescu was a fan. He was projecting the episodes obsessively in a private cinema. But now we all also know how much a weak mind can be influenced by his own advisers and trusted entourage.

But not only that. Every singer and type of movie was imitated by different officially professional artists in Romania, and this for not to say mocked.

If it might have contributed to the demise of the communist regime in there? I'd say definitely yes. If it was not the main cause, it was a very important factor. What we knew of the west behind the iron curtain? Anything we saw on TV. But with a twist. Since most of the characters in the soap were rich, we didn't quite realize that it could not have been us and we were all fantasizing. The result can be seen even today as every man with a college degree in Romania, a bit of understanding of English when liberally drinking thinks himself rich.

But that's not all. I have a shred of suspicion that JR's face is a geometrical average between Jimmy Carter's and Bill Clinton's. I see lately less and less conspiracy theories about subliminal messages and stuff. Don't let them die because those theories might be our only hope. If we have not already succumbed to the economic crisis and dare not think any more.

Maia

How many things are wrong and we ignore? May 1st, 1962. According to Stellarium, a free planterium program for Linux and Windows, the Sun is within the boundaries of Arjes. I myself am not a Cancer but a Gemini. According to the same program my wife is not a Scorpius but a Libra... Etc. However, the news publications always have a horoscope section. Always wrong...

Is the difference because of the differences between the Gregorian and Julian calendar? I don't know...Why astrologers don't get serious and fix this problem? The whole Zodiac is wrong because it does not use the actual, real, scientific position of Sun within constellations...

Stellarium screenshot

Heart Muscle Regeneration

I have always been intrigued by the muscular breakdown process during exercise. When exercising beyond your capabilities the next day you have pain and your muscles ache. But it does not help with muscle growth. In fact athletes know this and try to avoid using different techniques. (Those who cheat know that using steroids actually helps with minimizing muscular damage so they can exercise more, stimulating muscle build-up.) Then if you go for a blood test you will have the CK enzyme elevated. So what exactly happens to your dead cells after muscular breakdown?

Then i said to myself. Your own dead cells contain DNA fragments (if DNA theory is true) that can be used in different areas of the body if needed, like in heart, better than from any other source. What if when exercising your body deliberately creates muscular breakdown in areas of your body and uses the cellular remains to rebuild your damaged heart or increase heart muscle?

If this is true, how many times this process can repeat itself until your heart is not fixable anymore?

Maybe even during CPR, where sometimes there is required energetic action from the part of the reviver, some breakdown occurs in the chest area where rhythmic pressure is applied.

Then thinking even further. Maybe heart muscle can be regenerated indefinetley. And it may be a quick process, a matter of hours or even dozens of minutes. Cause that'a how long a moderate muscular breakdown lasts.

How about the nerve circuits that synchronize heart? If you take a heart cell and put it in a Petri dish with nutrients it will continue to contract, rhythmically. All heart cells can do that including the new ones. The problem is how to synchronize them. And that can take a little longer until new nerve circuits build and train themselves. In this interval, fibrillation may occasionally occur. So now how do you fix that?

Defibrillator is one way this may be done. There are people with implanted defibrilators. I always wondered why they only work occasionally. Maybe just only when the heart is at the end of a decompensated regeneration cycle. When muscle buildup has been to great to be retrained by heart's own means.

But they might exist other more or less "natural" methods. I think of the entrained walking. When one person can walk in the same rhythm of the beating heart. Some nerve impulses from other parts of the body can overlap the heart electric currents and help with the retraining process. Other methods can be brain entraining through music or noise, breath entraining, etc. Even mantras, or poetry.

I was looking on the web for a memorable phrase the guy from Computer Age Auto Service once told me, citing the Bible. It was roughly the equivalent of "in the end times people will eat their own flesh" or something like that. But there is no such thing in the Bible. He might have said one of the verses from the Bible like from Ezekiel and i didn't get it right. I was pretty messed up that day as not sleeping for days and prepared for that conversation.

On another occasion one of the more senior programers at Quadramed told me something about one's body consuming itself when starving. He specified that we consume our own muscles for staying alive when fasting.

Yet on another occasion a therapist in a hospital told me that we can use our own body fat to convert it into sugar and keep going. However that is not true. Fat can only be used for keeping body temperature and for a few other "minor" things. To have your body and especially your brain functioning you need glucose or other sugars. I think protein can be broken down to either fat or sugar.

However in all tree instances above your body shuffles his own muscles or fat in order to survive.

Change Is The Only Constant

I've just been reviewing - briefly - this article

And it seems they are many that bought Kuhn's ideas. And perfected them. And here's the exploit: Statistically, we all see only one slice of the social reality or the paradigm shift, as they call it at a certain time. For reasons that we are busy with our such perceived comfort. Or by reason of learned behavior. Or by reason of artificially created focus points. Or simply because we are not sociologists but only live in the society... Our bad luck is that many of us choose to look in the expected direction at the expected time and sometimes even applauding collectively and approving the whole shift without knowing it as a whole. Never-mind some are changing facts and rules on the fly or tearing holes in the fabric of reality or current paradigm shift in those unobserved gray areas and creating new shifts as long as we're not looking. To us the casual observers it remains the same shift as long as we didn't know it as a whole. And in the case somebody after a great deal of effort is pointing a few of us to look into those gray areas, they can adjust or insert other previously nonexistent gray areas and still make the shift appear whole. (Here, as an example and proof they are following this theory, the on demand fabricated news often with adjacent but not directly related events, for creating confusion). It is not the same shift anymore. But to us it seems as actually it is as long as we didn't know the whole from the beginning and accepting the new additions. As long as we are buying it.

Or simply eliminate or move the few or the some. For our comfort.

They can even create the appearance of two completely different shifts out of the same one to different individuals or groups of different cultures or embraces or simply of any difference including of space or time or if they look into different areas or if they think and act on cultural or biased assumptions instead of learning the rules and the facts of the paradigm shift.

We should never forget, for the shifters change is the only constant.

02/01/2013 1:56 PM PDT

It just occurred to me that in order to successfully deal with reality especially in unknown surroundings one should continuously build dynamic models, adding and subtracting information from the current model. Sometimes he/she even has to switch models in a blink of an eye due to sudden change of scenery, the entering of another entity, etc.

Obviously we have to forget classical sociology when we try do add the concept of scene in reality modeling. Physics, physiology, statistics, perhaps geometry and sociology together are at place here. Can we apply the idea of paradigm when we describe an instantaneous, ever-changing model of the surrounding reality? By definition, is the opposite. However, is the same concept, only applied dynamically. Or maybe it only looks dynamically as we slice reality, or the bigger picture, in order to deal with it one scene at the time?

The ideea that some people got into the habit of entering one's current paradigm through the back door, totally artificially, intentionally, usually pretending legitimacy but introducing some obvious, apparently benign, weird events in order to distract him/her and change his/her final decision on how to deal with it or if he/she is going to deal at all is intriguing to me right now and actually motivates me to write these. I'm convinced that some occult practitioners or even entire social groups have learned to do things by manipulating one's paradigm especially when the subject cannot react and creating all kind of effects, some possibly at distance.

Let's take an example here. Crossing one's path when unexpected and usually the subject is overlapping current monotonous activities like walking or driving with other activity like distant thoughts. When done obviously intentionally and while the subject knowing that statistically that event shouldn't happen at that moment, it violates one's privacy and current reality model forcing him to try to resort at a larger model in which the described action would fit. And while he is trying to do this, the intruder can escalate it even more, by introducing more elements and information like an unexpected gesture, reveal more clothes' color, facial expressions usually justifiable later but never at the present to the subject's mind, or noises or language, escalation that would end in crushing one's ability to deal with in that moment and become totally distracted, disoriented and in a trance like state of mind. This collapse of one's ability to understand what's happening and puts his mind in a sort of slave-like status, in that moment accepting any input as suggestion (if not giving in to uncontrollable emotional bursts that can pull the subject out of this type of cognitive trap but usually risky as the intruder is ready to interpret it as aggression towards him.) Thus unprovable reprogramming of the mind can occur. However, i believe next to every model acquired in ones collection of models known as education this way there is a flag that says "learned on distress" and could be accessed in a process similar to psychoanalysis or clearing of engrams.

Such intrusions sometimes can be used during the waiting time before a meeting or a conversation, when the subject might even try to prepare him/she-self, with carefully arranged, avoidable in the last second accident-like situations usually in the last intersection before the meeting place, or simply two or three people acting weird together in front of the subject in the waiting lounge before the meeting, putting in him in a distracted state of mind and making him more suggestible, depending of what their intentions are.

It may very well that the person that intrudes this way in one's privacy apparently don't even needs to go much out of his/her way to do this, along or close with his normal routine, this way being almost impossible to prove anything. This of course if there is a distribution of such tasks within the members of a group. Or could this be an instance of actions of individuals guided by a "collective subconscious"?

Although this always seem to happen unexpectedly, when analyzed, even carefully, these events are always justifiable down to a certain level, giving for the distracted mind, in that moment even more frightening experiences, looking like a never ending string on coincidences that target him. Only when carefully, objectively analyzed, sometimes the trick can be revealed, but usually with addition of more information and time and effort, sometimes with the entering of more characters pretending helping analyzing and often being covered up with similar events, creating a similar type of effect, so the instance cannot be easily turned as a complaint to the outsiders. Usually one easily discredits him/her-self if he tries to do this in a hurry, because of confusion of elements from two different but very similar instances.

Other examples can go all the way to introduction in the ever changing, continuous local news show of shocking elements, carefully chosen from the otherwise statistically normally distributed local events, matching some groups or even individual's state of mind, although in a twisted and toxic way in order to change minds and creating some sort of virtual, parallel, mocked reality.

(One particularly other  good example of reality recognition manipulation is parallel talking. You can talk to a person who for some chosen reason prefer not to talk to you directly about a subject, but starts talking using phrases composed in such way that they contain for the much part the information they want you to catch, without even touching the subject. Usually in the last part of the phrase you realize they are talking about something else. It also gives them the advantage of seeing you reacting at those informations without much risk, other than an "unjustified emotional burst" that he/she might even be prepared to take advantage of by claiming agression. Parallel talking next to intentional mistakes that pretty much do the same job as describe above has become lately very widely used in media. However they cannot impact you on a subconscient level as privacy cognitive intrusion through unsuspected action as described before because they come pretty much when you are expecting some sort of input from that source, whatever it may be. Or even people talking in front of you on a phone, conversation that you don't usually pay attention to and then asking you a question that might be influenced but what you just heard)

(Sometimes the newcomers are "embraced" at first invoking some moral principle they presumably abide by and let him get used to. Then unconsciously, suddenly or constantly they introduce some unrecognizable elements into his/her already learned paradigm forcing him/her to get assimilated or enter in a state or permanent confusion, discomfort or even distress and desire to leave, for no definable reason. But this is the more common, happier case.)

Sometimes the subject him/her-self is active participant or made to look so, by synchronization of intruders with his/her activities, and creating a false sensation of causality, feeling of embarrassment or even guilt, which is furtherly exploited in creating distraction, disruption, trance and reprogramming, or psychosis and/or emotional bursts. Or even more troubling, something like erasing one's thoughts with overlapping, or entrainement with very similar ones, but belonging to others, making one forgetting or bowing his own self?

Could this influence others' mind at a distance through some unknown bio-transmission mechanism, like emitting a distress or even a surrender call? I don't know, but statistically, by the number of these practitioners and instances encountered, it is an indication that it is done so.

But if there are some religions that include these kind of practices in their un/declared rituals, could they still use them in the larger society on basis of the principle of the freedom of religion, since it is obvious that they could significantly interfere with the whole?

Could this kind of experiments prove indeed the existence of a collective mind or a social integration on an unconscious level? Maybe temporary. Maybe on subconscious level on lower educated individuals. Or maybe between close relatives or larger DNA alike ethnic groups. Or maybe the existence of an unknown or unrecognized bio-communication system that can work best when one is in a very acute state of mind or total relaxation.

Fish in the Wind

Mr. Google was lucky that day with the wind with all the fish parallel to the street but didn't quit put the resolution in. I think i will go tomorrow there and do it right for everyone to see.


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OK there it goes, 09-24 12:22 PM.

September 24, 2012, downtwon Tualatin OR

La Raison

Le Loup et l'Agneau

par Jean de la Fontaine

La raison du plus fort est toujours la meilleure :
Nous l'allons montrer tout à l'heure.
Un Agneau se désaltérait
Dans le courant d'une onde pure.
Un Loup survient à jeun qui cherchait aventure,
Et que la faim en ces lieux attirait.
Qui te rend si hardi de troubler mon breuvage ?
Dit cet animal plein de rage :
Tu seras châtié de ta témérité.
- Sire, répond l'Agneau, que votre Majesté
Ne se mette pas en colère ;
Mais plutôt qu'elle considère
Que je me vas désaltérant
Dans le courant,
Plus de vingt pas au-dessous d'Elle,
Et que par conséquent, en aucune façon,
Je ne puis troubler sa boisson.
- Tu la troubles, reprit cette bête cruelle,
Et je sais que de moi tu médis l'an passé.
- Comment l'aurais-je fait si je n'étais pas né ?
Reprit l'Agneau, je tette encor ma mère.
- Si ce n'est toi, c'est donc ton frère.
- Je n'en ai point. - C'est donc quelqu'un des tiens :
Car vous ne m'épargnez guère,
Vous, vos bergers, et vos chiens.
On me l'a dit : il faut que je me venge.
Là-dessus, au fond des forêts
Le Loup l'emporte, et puis le mange,
Sans autre forme de procès.

I Felt It

It's been a while since nobody called me crazy in direct reference to the number of my hospitalizations in psychiatric wards. Maybe because i haven't talked to many people lately... Maybe because there's no one to talk around... Anyways, passing over the peculiarity of me having to quote my own blog, there are two posts directly related that i will try to bring to your attention.

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/08/matter-over-mind_21.html

And

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/06/synchronization-in-human_03.html

It is probably obvious i would have never have written the two posts above if it didn't happen to me. Usually when i'm alone, i start feeling sick, dizzy, paralyzed, to have palpitations and i usually then have trouble walking to the door and outside. I know if i can make it inside the car, start the engine and drive away then i'm better. I know because i drove so many times to the nearest hospital or urgent care facility only to find out on my way that i was getting better. That after i called the ambulance so many times, but that was many years ago. And then i tried to think. What is really going on? But usually i'm so violently sick that after i get better i tend to forget everything. Then recently, before i left, i noticed, every time there was some kind of noise outside, usually a car engine or even train humming but not at constant speed. And usually combined with some sort of bad smelling smoke much stronger outside that i didn't even realized inside. And if i paid enough attention, i realized the noise modulation was synchronized either with my breath, my heartbeat or both. And that's why i started thinking that maybe i'm target of some weird sound and physiology based atacks. Why and who? I woundn't try and speculate about it right now. But it is happening, last time, not earlier than today.

Probably based on remote measuring EEG, EKG and breath. Probably by hooking a car's computer or more than one car's computer to a system that's doing this or remotely hacking them through unknown means. One thing i'm 99% sure of. It is happening and probably if not recognized and not reacting it can severely disturb your activity and ultimately make you very sick. Why when you're alone? Probably because it's easy to remotely measure your vital signs.

In the softer version, it can even roughly analyze your EEG and if combined to a huge database containing what you've been doing lately, seriously disturb and influence your thought process, at the price of feeling very uncomfortable most of the time.

In my particular situation the noise is even associated with emissions of toxic substances let's say mineral dust from under the bathtub through a crack in the bathtub caulking i discovered later that comes out when vibrating the whole tub at resonance, or from all the bottles from under the sink with different cleaners and detergents that i found ALL with the cap loose and each having a different resonance frequency thus allowing a remotely controlled release and even controlled mixture of substances that can have a very annoying effect.

And if you are going to the hospital or doctor he's not going to find anything through conventional means. It is not detectable let's say after one hour after it's happening. And even when it's happening, it's just a disturbance of breath and heart rhythm, or electrolyte imbalance. That can be also severe on a short therm. Or you can have a fibrillation on the EKG like i had a couple of times.

Repeated, on long term, it can easily qualify as torture. But these are things worth of another post.

My place, under the bath tube, before

My place, under the bath tube, after

Linia escu

Toţi românii au fost spălaţi pe creier, de la venirea lui Ceauşescu până în prezent. Este linia escu, cu un plan pe termen foarte lung, de a reduce România la nimic. Antonescu nu a fost altceva decât next level (probably last before game over). Nimeni incluzând pe cel ce scrie nu avea habar de nimic. Cu excepţia unui grup din care fac parte şi intelectualii şi politicienii oficiali. Am fost deconectaţi de restul lumii pentru decenii. Au profitat de comunism şi fiind deconectați de vest prin cortina de fier ne-au deconectat şi de URSS sub pretextul independenței, în spatele cortinei de fier bineînțeles. Am devenit ţara cea mai izolată din Europa cu oamenii cei mai ignoranţi (olimpicii, ca să-i izoleze pe cei mai inteligenţi în specialităţi, adică să le dea de lucru şi să ia ochii tuturor în acelaşi timp) iar în mod paradoxal Ceauşescu cel mai itinerant politician din lume. Şi cu sutele de mii de turişti care veneau în special la Poiana Braşov (Jurnalul Naţional, LOL, nu pot să-l accesez acum, ori e down ori internetul meu iar a luat-o razna). Dar asta e altă istorie.

Ne-am trezit dintr-un coşmar dar cu câteva decenii în viitor. Iar în timp ce noi descifrăm abc-ul vieţii în general, nu numai al democraţiei, ei merg înainte, integraţi într-o anumită parte a civilizaţiei universale, care în prezent are mai multe viteze şi direcţii. Iar faptul că nimeni nu înţelege mare lucru din ce se întâmplă e un semn bun al revenirii la realitate, căci nu e nimic de înţeles. Tot ce se spune sau scrie are alt scop decât cel declarat, titlul sau ce te-ai aştepta după primul paragraf. Fraze aiuritoare pseudo-umoristice cu trimiteri la alte fapte şi evenimente. Mai trist şi mai tragic e că se creează evenimente care să genereze ştiri şi buzz numai pentru a se interveni în psihicul colectiv la un moment dat când cred ei că e necesar. Este stilul sau metoda paradigmatică, care întotdeauna bate în altă parte. Rod al ştiinţei unor urmaşi avansaţi ai lui Freud pe care noi îi putem numai bănui că există şi lucrează, undeva în laboratoare populate cu maimuţe macaque sau în faţa unor monitoare legate la supercomputere pe bani ciudaţi. Exemplu, articolul care urmează şi care m-a inspirat să scriu acest post care îmi stătea de mult pe inimă.

Comrade Peter

As heard in ~72-74 when i was 12-14. Version adapted for English, slightly modified from the original which is hard to reproduce here.

Lenin died and went to Hell. One day St.Peter met with Satan. St.Peter was curious about Lenin and asked Satan how was he doing. Satan said: St.Peter, it's good you asked, it's a big problem, i don't know what to do with him anymore, he's turning all my devils into commies, soon they'll be all on strike and i couldn't run the Hell anymore. Saint Peter went OK, i'll take him a few days to see what's going on and then i'll return him to you. A couple of weeks later they meet again. Satan asked: Saint Peter, did you fix Lenin, can i have him back now? And Peter answers: What saint are you talking about, you mean comrade Peter, and now don't keep me here wasting my time, cause i was on my way to a party meeting and i don't want to be late!...

August 1995

A day i should celebrate. As Yolanda said. Yolanda is a friend of Mart-Maerz-Mârţ family. She and her son came in Oregon just before us. They stayed at the Marts just before us.

With borrwowed money and some little other money i had i went to Tarom with my yellow envelopes with the Green Card Lottery documents to buy two tickets to New York. They only had tickets for a Sunday at the beginning of August. Tarom flight nr. RO13, with a DC10 rented from a Belgium airline replacing the Airbus that crashed at Baloteşti. Captain Michel.

We arrived in New York on August 6. They kept us for 3 hours at the INS. Ron, my new friend from the plane was still waiting for us. With a native american guy. But i already made up my mind. We're still going to Oregon, at my ex-colleague Iulian Mârţ from Bacău. Ron was really disappointed. I still had $600 dollars. (There was a guy in the plane that said he had 100.000 dollars and needed help into smuggling those money through the customs but i refused).

I went to an airline counter in the airport. The price to Oregon, tickets bought on the spot was double of the $600 we had.

So the next day we took the Greyhound, as Iulian told me on the phone. After all i've read the book, Greyhound America. It should have been fun, we're gonna see lots of places. I remember the face of the woman at the counter when i bought the tickets. She gave me a look that in a way defined all that happened later. Bad sign.

Three days, two nights, 8 drivers, 5 buses. And the accident that almost happened that night when i and the guy behind the driver were the only people awake in the bus. The driver fell asleep the bus drifted on the freeway's shoulder and the black guy behind him gently taped him on the shoulder awaking him. He didn't panic and brought the bus back on the second lane. I remember something that really shocked me. He started laughing! Never stopped to catch his breath. Now i know why, the fear of being fired was bigger than his need for a comforting break.

On August 10 there we were, at the Greyhound station in Salem. Veronica was waiting for us, she took a little time from her work at that high tech silicon foundry (i forgot the company name, Wafertech i think), gave me a hug and another bad preview, whispering condescendingly in my ear: Gigi, Gigi... And then she took us directly to the Social Security office in Salem, watched everything we wrote in the applications, went with us at the counter and told the clerk that we're only temporary here... Although we had on the passports the stamp from INS at the airport that said "processed for I551", that is permanent residency... Which i told the clerk in plain English. The Mexican woman at the counter with the passports and applications in her hand looked at me, looked at Veronica, at me again then wrote something on the applications and two weeks later the cards came with the inscription "No right to work" on them. Veronica said something that she had a friend somewhere who's gone help us to get permits for work but the next day under some pretext i secretely went with Angela to Portland (fearing that they wouldn't let us) straight to the downtown Social Security office, i explained them the whole situation, they gave us new applications and in another two weeks new cards arrived, this time the right ones. And i was exercising my signature in English with the first name first on some yellow pieces of papers at the Marts so i could sing the cards...

And since then, daily, hourly and weekly hundreds, or thousands of similar situations... Yesterday i called Oregon State Bar Association asking for a referral. Every once in a while i do so. They asked me what i needed a lawyer for. And i told them, in any area of non-violent crime, i think there is no law that has not been broken in our regards.

And then yesterday at the WinCo store, this younger athletic tall blond guy standing at the other check stand checking in the same time so i could see him, with a 6 inch blade hanging on his waist belt. By the way, for many years after we came here WinCo was called Cub Foods...

And i just remembered while staying at the Marts, one day Veronica received the negative result for her breast cancer test...

And i really made my attempts to work around here... Until August 2000 i had 23 jobs... The longest one year... The shortest one day... Some of them are in the Resume with the link in this blog on the lower left area... But that is another story, hope i will be able to share it here...

08/14/2013:

1996, George's (Hirsovescu) House, Salem, Oregon. Cloe (wife), his daughter, Dan Onu, son-in-law (Boeing), Julian Mart, Angela.

Later i found out he was also associated was Associated with Aristotel Popescu, Iaşi, possibly with Peter Kiss, Portland Oregon.

Landslide

Hope i'm not drunk or somehting while i write this i don't understand all the words in this song as i did not read the lyrics yet. Ok here they are:

I took my love and I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around

And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
'Till the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Mmm Mmm...

Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older too
(Gutiar solo)

Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I, I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older too
I'm getting older too

So, take my love, take it down
Oh climb a mountain and turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring you down, down

And If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well maybe the landslide will bring it down
Oh oh, the landslide will bring it down


What's more to say? That it gives me the shivers every time when i see and hear this ice cold northern fairy, Stevie Nicks, together with her golden fingered guitar man, Lindsey Buckingham?

Minimalism, Racism, Witchcraft

Minimalism is good in certain situations especially in art or when trying to isolate a causality chain but one should be careful when thinking and building theories which is actually reality modelling when the tiniest missing argument can lead to the opposite of the true model.

I'm thinking here about racism, which is an example of reality modeling that emerges only from frustration and wrong thinking after a day's, week's, month's or lifetime brain exhausting self exploiting joy denying work and it is a cheap way of releasing that frustration by thinking yourself a philosopher, judge and executioner or helper and falling into the temptation of over minimalism, when tired and missing the physiological capacity of thinking clearly and trying to eliminate the tiny, parasitic, "not important" points.

Or in some categories that don't even work, it's just the bad habit.

And no theory or philosophy could ever model the unpredictability of one thinking consequentially thus changing his mind every time he turns his head and see something that wasn't in his mind a second before and the using of "well proved, memorized, situation solving" recipes which are actually models of situations that lack the refining through generalization and proven by logic.

And pointing the finger at those predictable as being idiots. They are only consistent which is the first step towards being reliable.

And no witchcraft system which is only a collection of mind, physiology and laws of biology exploiting techniques according to the above described long time acquired recipes could ever replace a verified, standing philosophical system built on logic even if not complete or only partially true.

Surpassing The Limits of Offense

When i first came to US i got paranoid about an expression. Take care. It is an affectionate, familial form of letting someone know you care for them, used mostly in temporary, daily separation salutes. But to me, in the hurry (of translating) given by the multitude of initial traumas and stress due to the move, it sounded like a threat. (Now i know it was all "simulated, anticipated and under control").

Similar to what i felt yesterday when i saw on a "Oregon Cultural" vanity plate. B CARFULL. It shouldn't have affected me if even if i know it was not by accident that guy psychologically cornered me on the street.

But i see nowadays people getting and acting like being offended, by things that i say in the supposed intimacy of my living place.

Isn't this kinda of passing a new limit of hysteria, to get offended by overhearing and showing it, waiting for more reactions, in an endless "controlled" echo-logical, self-sustained loop (not to say by eavesdroping, because i might fall in a different keyword category)? Kinda like in organized stalking?

I was thinking adding the word mindless to the above phrase but i feel like it's already getting too complicated. But i think i learned a lot about what consequential behaviour is, which is probably a cousin of casual behaviour and the significance of the stage name of a Black Eyes Peas member, Will.I.Am.

And then something else came to my mind. A song i heard so many times while holding for Sony Customer Service Reps. in Laredo, Texas.


And then i realized, that's why so many people have GPS today, in their cars, on their smart-phones, cameras, everywhere.

Keep Portland Weird

https://www.google.com/search?q=keep+portland+weird&source=lnms&tbm=isch&gws_rd=ssl

"Wyrd is a concept in Anglo-Saxon culture roughly corresponding to fate or personal destiny. The word is ancestral to Modern English weird, which retains its original meaning only dialectically."

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wyrd

Ethics in Germanic Neopaganism are guided by a concept of personal ørlög or wyrd, encompassing the notions of both fate and luck. The belief in Wyrd — a concept of fatalism or determinism,[12] similar to some Graeco-Roman concepts of destiny is a commonly held belief amongst most Germanic Neopagans.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Germanic_neopaganism

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/17/Amulet_Thor%27s_hammer_%28copy_of_find_from_Sk%C3%A5ne%29_2010-07-10.jpg

Acting on Wrong Assumptions

"What a tangled web we weave"

Implying or creating time synchronized information that is not related to but makes it statistically reasonable for someone to believe something that is not real, isn't similar to tempting?

Knowingly creating situations that are statistically more likely to cause someone to fail in their actions, or damage to their health isn't similar to persecuting?

Creating or bringing in the spotlight events or information similar but unrelated with other events with the purpose of creating confusion,  hesitations, misinterpretations, lowering resolve or forgetting, isn't that misleading?

Creating a string of events that verify each other and storing all the information created with the purpose of justifying one of them, usually the most important, in case it succeeds, can't event think of a definition here.

Breaking daily and hourly numerous other laws in the process of committing all of the above.

How many times these misdoings are multiplied over the years and if they are many people involved and everything is coordinated so the above mentioned informations and situations are integrated into the larger picture of an entire fake reality with the purpose of verifying each other down to a certain level?

What kind of society is the one that allows all this happen within its structure of authorities?

I Am Radical

by Adrian Păunescu - Aug, 1, 1988

I am radical
more precisely
i am for keeping
of a right balance
between lie and truth,
between heroes and heroes
between plus and minus,
i am radical,
more precisely,
i am getting sick of the socialist demagogy
more than
of the bourgeois demagogy
because i feel it
pressing from much closer.

I am radical,
i think it is not good, the law
that punishes you more severely
if you kill a bear
than if you kill a man,
and even more,
punishes you more severely
if you speak,
if you have opinions,
than if you kill.

I am radical,
that is i imagine
if the equation
"the people have chosen us
we speak in the name of the people,
we govern in the name of the people,
we build the socialism
with the people and for the people,"
is true,
it is not right
to destroy of the man
his house, his town or village,
without asking the man;
ten students have declared at school,
when the teacher asked them
what good deeds have they done,

in that day,
they helped an old woman
cross the street
but why so many,
the teacher wondered
because the old woman
didn't want to cross the street
they answered.

About this would be the situation
i am radical
and i look in the face,
if the old woman doesn't want to cross the street
it is difficult
to sell yourself
best among others
because you force her to cross,
and things are just like this
the old woman doesn't want
to cross the street.
the old woman is not on the street,
there isn't even a street,
and the old woman isn't even old
but just a nervous country
that would have to cross.

I am radical,
that is i am terrified
by the remorses
that can not save anything anymore
especially the life
that stubborns anyway
for the past few generations
to go to hell.

I am radical
i like prunes, peaches,
summer apples, freedom,
the woman, the historical frontiers,
and incense flavored grapes.

I am radical,
i could dictate a poem
even from a public phone,
but i am radical also
if i mention that
i could do this
only if the one
to whom i dictate
would have a phone.

I am radical,
i believe that Marshall Ion Antonescu
if he would be re-judged
by an impartial tribunal
would be declared
without hesitation,
hero post mortem of Romania
and universal martyr
at least after the reading
of the Ribbentrop-Molotov Pact.

I am radical,
i believe in the value of cabbage leaf
applied in painful areas
of the body.

I am radical
i don't believe it exists
a more ugly angel
and a more beautiful demon
than man
and, even more that that,
i don't believe it exists
a more fruitful accident
and a more contradictory law
than man.

From myself
and from the others
i extract the square root
and i realize it is only water,
water in a state of thought,
water with soul and whirls,
water, in an incurable
chemical formula.

I am radical,
when it rains
and when it snows
and when they talk about me,
about the water that i am,
about the water that i am.

click me!

Silence

by Lucian Blaga - 1924

There's so much silence in the air i think i hear
the moon rays hitting in the windows.

Inside
a foreign voice awoke
and sings a song of wish
that isn't mine.

They say the ancestors who died without age,
with young blood still in veins,
with passions left in blood,
with living Sun in passions,
come,
come to live again
in us
their unlived life.

There's so much silence in the air i think i hear
the moon rays hitting in the windows.

Oh, who knows - soul, in what chest you will sing
you too again over the ages
on chords of silence sweet,
of harp of darkness, choked desires
and broken joy of living? Who knows?
Who knows?

Gloss

by Mihai Eminescu - 1883

Time is passing, time is coming,
All are old and all are new;
What is right and what is wrong
Ask yourself and reason too;
Don't you hope and don't go fretting,
What is wave like wave is gone;
If it's tempting, if it's calling,
You remain as cold as stone.

Many happen right before us,
In our ears the sound of many,
We remember more or less
If we ever listen any?...
You stay put or step aside,
Yourself rediscovering,
When with senseless noise in flight
Time is passing time is coming.

Don't you let the needle leaving
The cold reason's balance center
For an instant that is changing
For the happiness's cover,
Which from its own death is born
For an instant in our view;
To who knows no need to warn
All are old and all are new.

Watchful as to a vaudeville
Find yourself in the big world:
May someone play even devil,
You will guess him afterwards,
If they're crying, if they fight,
In your corner stand alone
Understanding from their art
What is right and what is wrong.

From the past the future fathom
Of the same page are two sides,
See the next top at the bottom
Those who learn to read them right;
All that's been or yet to come
In the present we have too,
But of meaningless of them
Ask yourself and reason too.

Cause to same old means are subject
All the things that still exist,
And since old times to the present
World is happy, world is triste;
Other masks, the same old story,
Other voices, the same setting,
For this life is illusory
Don't you hope and don't go fretting.

Don't you hope when see deceivers
Build a bridge to their success,
You'll be left behind by losers,
Even if you are the best;
Don't you fear they'll try again
To their own to brake them bones,
Don't associate with them:
What is wave like wave is gone.

With the sweet song of a mermaid
World is whirling shiny nets
To change actors in the setting
Pulling you like a magnet;
Sneak aside and run away,
Without even noticing,
From your distant path away
If it's tempting if it's calling.

If they laugh you step aside,
If they curse you shut your mouth;
What you want with your advice,
If you see they're way too loud;
Let them say what they will say
Let them pass and let begone;
If the world has gone astray
You remain as cold as stone.

You remain as cold as stone,
If it's tempting, if it's calling:
What is wave like wave is gone,
Don't you hope and don't go fretting;
Ask yourself and reason too
What is right and what is wrong;
All are old and all are new:
Time is passing, time is coming.



Translator's note:

Very few or only those who ever tried know what a huge effort is to translate a poem and try to keep the same words while making them rhyme and rhythm. But translating from real poets is not as difficult because their language is bound towards universality, on a secret, karmic level. If only the translator can put aside the emotional charge involved with translating from the greatest.

The form of this translation, especially the number of syllables in each verse, is not perfect, as the original in Romanian, but i did my best trying to build an intercultural bridge.