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Wednesday, April 19, 2023

April 19

1:02 To all those who organize in order to track, intercept and bully me on the streets, parking lots and stores: here's the news. No it's not ok even if the governor approves.

1:15 There's so much more where this came from.

1:35 BTW just bought a soda pop from Walmart that had the seal broken. I noticed Sunday at Chinook after i had a soda from the soda machine i felt weird.

5:20 Very painful subject. I have to admit in college i got knocked out by theory of relativity, quantum mechanics and everything that comes from those. I ended trying to memorize everything i could not understand and that was a huge effort and in the end i barely passed. But now i have now the opportunity to set things right as i am able to search for things in English, the lingua franca of the day even for scientific purposes.

First thing i noticed there is a lot of controversies and sometimes plain confusion on forums about numerous implications that branch out of the theory of relativity and people have trouble understanding and make anything useful out of it.

But they were critics even in the beginning right after publishing, at the time replacing the ether theory (ether or quintessence or the fifth element, as a hypothetical medium for propagation of light, similar to air for sound). Funny is in the end theory of relativity created dark matter, a matter that fills the Universe as ether would. One of the first and most important objections was the lack of intuition. And indeed, you cannot imagine light coming from two different sources that are moving at different speeds coming to you at the same finite speed.

Another major consequence (or postulate, can't remember) hard to digest of the theory is mass increases with speed (not talking about momentum and kinetic energy from classic, newtonian), but mass itself, as weighed on a scale (if it was possible to use a scale for things moving that fast), and for speeds nearing the speed of light mass increases to near infinity, following the well known formula. I think this was squeezed into the theory to prop the idea that photons who are the only particles that move "naturally" at that speed do not have a rest mass (can a photon rest?).

But then we look at the front formula of the theory, Energy equals mass by c square (c, the speed of light to the power of 2). Does that mean that if an object is accelerated to near the speed of light and its mass increases to near infinity it will be loaded with a near infinite energy (again besides its kinetic energy at that speed)? Start right now to search or even ask a question on a forum about it.

6:06 This is wrong. The kinetic energy K.E. = 1/2 m v2 increases due to speed.

The increase of energy of the object due to increase of mass follows relativity formula of mass m = γm0, where γ = 1/ √(1 − v2/c2).

If the kinetic energy due to speed was to be transformed into mass, the object would stop moving.

6:45 We had a free lodging night for this month at Chinook Winds. Some trouble parking, best spots were taken, got one on a side in front of other building, near the office, not worst though (that did not stop them messing with my alternator connector). We checked in, ate something, Angela went in the casino and i went to Safeway on top of the hill to buy something.

I knew they were big emission levels on the street from that tower in the range of 10-20 mW, however i ignored what i knew and walked over there, not wanting to move the car. The next day on the beach i noticed a pain in the right hip articulation that forced me to a stop, several times. In one of the places i was hurting before i quit using the cell phone and wi-fi.

After eating bone broth on different occasions the pains went away pretty much (still notice some discomfort at knee level when i climb the trees, was holding the laptop on my lap of course).

Total exposure was way more than 5 mW and 6 minutes described below. I knew and said it several times, it could be cumulușative for a lifetime and once you reach a limit you pretty much must stay away from it. The page with the limits i found on a government site is unfortunately pdf. Needless to say. The level of radiation near a phone during a conversation or wi-fi from a laptop or from a microwave oven is close to 1000...

The maximum level...

10:30 At 13:13 i started a voice recorder app trying to record that stupid commercial that goes on the radio for so many months now... A real estate agent trying to sell to a woman a house with upstairs view of the Willamette river but no stairs to climb on... "I... see... no stairs!" she says. "Try climb on this rock climbing wall he replies...".

Can't remember if it was right before or after somebody came upstairs to fix the heat. But his heat was off for most of the winter. Now that it's on, have to set mine way lower...

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Thursday, September 6, 2012

Kaleb?

Reedited 4/18/2014. In July 1996 we moved at 6810 SW Hall Blvd #16, Beaverton, Oregon. Sussex Village Apartments at the corner of Hall and Denney. I remember as of December 97 there was a Silver Dollar Pizza Restaurant exactly at the corner. Like 2 miles from where we live here there's Portland Community College - Sylvania Campus. But after 2004 the place was sold or rented to one of the Islamic Centers of Portland.

We had many neighbors until we moved out in March 2010. Dozens. So many stories to tell that if i sat here at this computer one year i probably wouldn't finish. Bur i never or almost never spoke to my neighbors. Kinda like here where i live right now.

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In the last few years in the same 4 apartments building was living an Arab guy who had a Russian looking girlfriend visiting him. At Nr.13. I assumed he was Arab by the looks and the language i heard him speaking with others and on the cell phone. I never met him. I also assume he was doing some computer work since i saw him carrying a laptop in and out of the building and into his Silver new Honda i was jealous for. And once the door was opened and i saw he didn't have much furniture and was typing at a big CRT monitor on the wall separating from the other apartment (under ours). And i think i remember he was making interesting noises while i was typing or chatting at the computer. I was suspecting at the time he was possibly one of the guys who studied in Romania during Ceauşescu and possibly speaking Romanian. I think he was about the same age or younger then me. He looked healthy.

And the cooking. Every Saturday he was cooking some traditional meal with sheep's meet. That meant boiling sheep for hours. The vapor of that grease was going in the attic and helped stabilizing the mineral insulation. Thus, i started feeling slowly, much better. Probably that's why my stomach pain that lasted practically since i moved in that apartment in 1996 ended in 2006. Probably the reason for my wife's cancer. (I remember some Romanian guy told me to eat sheep fat if i wanted to get rid of stomach pain. Which i tried in 2004 with no success.)

In early January 2010 i saw him once pacing in the alley in front of the building with no apparent purpose. He was making a few steps forward than a few steps backwards then changing his mind and starting again looking weird. Kinda like me before i went to the psychiatric wards several times.

Saturday late evening January 23rd 2010 my wife found a vacation notice in the mail dated January 21. It said in 60 days we have to find a new place. No explanation. I spoke on the phone with John Winquist, president and/or owner of Regency Management who i knew from Beaverton Church of the Nazarene we both attended in 96-97. The guy who was married to a beautiful Filipino woman. He only repeated several times: "George, it's time for you to move."

Next Monday @10 i was at my computer and on the phone already looking for a new place to move. I think i already called a place or two when i heard several loud bangs at someone's door. I didn't know which door. Somebody was yelling: Kaleb, Kaleb! That's when i first heard his name or any neighbor's name. I myself wasn't feeling good as i am not right now but my wife was at home and that made me feel safe. I went at the window and looked, there was this agitated Arab looking guy i think i saw before at Kaleb using a cell phone and in a few minutes the Police where there. No ambulance for sure, no firefighters as i remember. Just the Police. Later that day or a few days later a policeman came at our door and told us the guy was found dead of natural causes and asked if i saw him within the last few days. I told him i saw his car on Sunday before and after i came from Fry's in two different spots in the parking lot. A few days later i saw him or something on an ambulance carriage, covered with a black cover and that was it. Nothing in the news. Just a couple of armed guys at his door for a few days.

Here at the new apartment i had to fix the place for about a month. But i did not know about the role of the sheep grease in stabilizing the insulation and did not know about insulation getting inside through all kind of construction irregularities and mistakes as i do now.

Kaleb had a cat. I mean, i think he had cause people were not allowed with pets at Sussex. But i think the cat was roaming around and he was feeding it. After he died, somebody gave the cat a... fur cut, and let the fur around the head and tail uncut and made the poor thing look like a lion. So he may have been not Arab but Persian after all?
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Sunday, August 14, 2022

August 14

1:20 I think someone invited some volunteers maybe from a church or a masonic lodge to power wash whatever in the alleys. Areas around garbage bins (inside would have been much more needed), mailboxes, etc.. For more than an hour now we hear and feel strong vibrations here of over 100 dB in the alley, with releasing of dust, probably litter dust from upper levels.

1:23 One of the compressors stopped with a backfire.

1:24 Letterman. I met his father or father in law, not sure, maybe 20 years ago. I was craving for some activity and we found a place to play ping-pong. He showed in there to mingle with the pooped, put up one of their masonic shows. Was the guy on the left doing the power washing today?

In the article linked above it says he was 70 but there is no date on the article. Let's assume it is 2022 and  he is right now 70. Was he and the washing guy visiting the man upstairs a couple of days ago?

Fanuc. Why am i not surprised? Question is. Who owns who?

1:26 Ich bin ein... More about Kennedies here.

One day when they started to do  the windows on building A (about a month ago) i saw a van with a Leatherman add clearly showing his appartenance to free mansonry.

1:57 Massive amounts of litter dust came in here during the power wash. But this is only a preview. Got a 24 hours entering notice for the whole next week when they are going to replace windows and sliding doors.

2:03 72 in 2020. That's better.

3:01 While frantically searching for Tim Leatherman i ran into something funny. An anthropologist. And i figured something.

7:13 I can do a toe alignment whenever i want just with two wrenches. Right front wheel is toed-in by about half degree. Today i needed a 24 mm open wrench to crack the big nut on top of the rod and a 15 mm (i guess cause it's bigger than 9/16 and smaller than 5/8, that would be 19/32) for the rod itself. I easily cracked  the first one with an adjustable, but the second one is not moving with an adjustable and i don't have an open 15 mm.

I was talking about doing it since yesterday. While i stepped outside. 4 little brown children (between 2 and 5) came to yell ft away from the car. If this is possible, louder than ever before. After a while they went to knock on a basement level window "get out, get out!") to another kid i guess. No car and just an adult passed by in 15 minutes, who passed twice, "going to pick the mail, smiling, watching them protectively) while i was under the car. Interestingly, the words were English but the yells or intonations were Japanese. Reaction time was incredible, the way they were following my movements to extract most of the scene, were like little flying swarming drones.

When i came back inside last time (i came several times to pick tools and they were yelling louder than ever when i was getting in) i got hit by the dry old dog poop smell, probably brought in today by the litter dust coming from above. I did a load of laundry earlier, i washed them twice and once pushing with my hands inside the vertical drum, and they were still stinking after the second rinsing. Last few days were  the worst in years as far as litter dust and smell. I am also nauseated.

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Friday, October 27, 2023

October 27

10:17 Skim this. It has been refreshing through motivation, thank you, but when stressed out the society fell back on easy to handle stereotypes as their culture has been built of those. As for me, i don't know anything anymore except i will never try to seduce you fit in. Don't assume i'm even trying just because i've learned to some extent English or i exhibit some human reactions.

As for coffee, i use (decaf) coffee in the morning together with a charcoal cap so i cleanse my guts from bacteria and protozoa that fell from ceiling and came from constantly calculated dog piles outside so i feel less nauseated and can eat something. In fact i just smelled one right now so my daily cycle can begin like in Ground Dog Day.

And BTW i don't believe stereotypes are true generalizations uh huh but a way of manipulating the whole society by making believing so.

BTW do you think concept is a type of generalization? (My head is spinning just trying to read a little about those because of the endless mess of always failing western philosophy and of course of the psychology that derives from it).

BTW i couple of days ago i fell again victim of yet another attempt to fit in. That is trying not to think of every detail of what i'm doing but rather trying to do everything in a hurry based on experiences and learning by mistakes.

Years ago when i was under the heavy influence of smokes from around the building i did an oil change and spilled some oil on a couple of connectors on top of the transmission.

These newer automatic transmissions are head spinners because the control of shifting gears is done by a computer that is hooked to it by some fragile connectors instead of having everything inside like during old times where all the governing was inside. So a simple failure of those connectors would mean your car will severely malfunction.

So i was troubleshooting a rare intermittent malfunction and first thing that came to mind was i should try to clean those inside and out with some WD40 contact solvent i bought a while ago for this purpose which is tricky because you can contaminate them more by bringing dirt from outside the connectors inside.

So i gathered courage and momentum all day two days ago and when time came it started to rain. So i postponed it until rain stopped and went outside and did it with a flashlight in the dark trying not to blind the pilots of the low flying planes that started pouring (they always do that when i go with a flashlight at night outside).

It took me one hour only to unstuck one of those, then one more to clean them while exposed to smoke in smoke and also been breathing lots of that solvent and then when about to finish i got drunk out of frustration. So the next day and even today i was numbed and dumbed by the three influencers combined, much more than usual.

So i spent all day yesterday like oh so many times before trying to remember exactly what i've done at the car and that influenced my whole "moode of thinking" on top of everything (i was quite mad). And BTW i feel smoke coming from outside again 12:15.

So i came to the conclusion i didn't break anything but the problem went away after i added a bit of fluid cause i believe it was under the lower limit which is almost impossible to figure at a transmission without a dipstick.

BTW a few days ago i was driving through Beaver-ton (the city where i lived before, at Sus Sex Village Apts.) and entered the dealership to buy 2 more quarts to attempt the third partial drain and fill, you cannot drain the whole fluid and you do 2 or 3 partial drains (in my case of three quarts every time) to change up to 75% percent, as opposed to going to the dealer and paying 500 dollars and have changed about the same percentage or less (when they flush it by pumping some will still mix with the old one) and then wonder if they didn't break anything else.

So i went in at the same dealer where i bought 2+5=7 quarts a year ago, talked to the parts guy and he was not satisfied with year make and model and went outside and wrote the VIN from the car and then he gave me the two quarts but when i got home i saw it was a different type than the quart i had left from those 7 i bought a year ago (and used 6 for two partial drains).

And had to wait like 15-30 minutes until they brought the fluid "from the other shop cause they were out of it".

So before i did anything i checked and found on a site and the type of fluid which BTW was 32 dollars a quart was not compatible with the other i already poured in. Notice, bottom of the first page here.

12:44 I believe in cognitive therapy which i think is the logical replacement of more "esoteric" Freudian psychoanalysis. Simply remembering and reinterpreting traumatic events in the light of newer acquired friendlier (now stereotyping) experiences (i think it can only work for the lucky ones though).

2:00 Again deleted a whole entry by mistake. These two invoices do not show the last qualifiers (letters) of the type of fluid. Last one has an odd account number, 9999. Though the different part numbers are there. BTW i love Americans because of the freedom you can see in their eyes kind and candid nature even when they are "legitimately" or openly trying to conspire against me, however putting that recognizable fearful "evil" or mad look on their faces.

11:00 When we started to yell at each other i knew there was too much smoke in here. Found three sets of holes releasing unprecedented amounts of smoke, one was just around the corner under their AC, one under a bush and one next to our patio. Smoke subsided suddenly when i covered those. Angela does not believe me when i say smoke is coming from the ground. Now it's coming back but not so much anymore.

11:01. Tonight there was another drawing at Spirit Mountain. I was surprised and in a way, mad by the fact that the car was running much better. Smoother shifting at the transmission, more response to the pedal. But i think it has potential for more. Slightly better mileage going there (430 but when i came back the temperature was 20 degrees less, pressure at the tires 4 psi less and the mileage was like 42 but i had to stop a few times and it dropped to 40.

In my way there i was thinking to add some more fluid but when coming back i decided to do more research.

The method of measuring recommended in the service manual says. With the check plug open, engine on, a steady flow of fluid must come out and if you measure it should be no more than 900 cc every too minutes.

I believe it's ridiculous, if you remove 900 cc just to measure you will be one quart short, right? What if it only drips? That does not count for a steady flow, right? So i figure it you let it flow until you have just a drip and then add like 200 ml or something, right? Which i did but now i'm not sure if i should add some more.

I think it is obvious for everyone, they built it in such a way you cannot do it by yourself, you must go to the dealer and they themselves don't know what to do except hooking a machine to it and let it do the job. So nobody knows how to measure fluid level in a dipstickless transmission period. I mean, you can go to the dealer and pay 180 for a diagnostic and they will tell you to change fluid which can go up to 500 more.

This can't be right. I've done so and then after i added 200 ml the car runs much better. I think this guy has overfilled but since no bubbles are coming out... So maybe i should go under the car one more time to check.

In our way there. At the Safeway at Tualatin Sherwood and 99 (yes i think there is a Starbucks there) there was a vehicle (car or van) upside down on the other side of 99. Kept asking myself how could it have ended like that in an area with 35 speed limit but then Angela told me it probably fell off of a towing truck that was parked further down the road.

One annoyingly noisy motorcycle with a guy with very thin ankles (though around 5' 10") in front of us in the slow moving traffic, for minutes, and then he was gone and i was staring at the "accident" when traffic in front of me stopped suddenly and almost got into the next vehicle and they were like at least 8 Police and Sheriff's cars on the road on an "accident" with no driver involved.

I think they were there to witness to my arrest if i hit that black SUV or van in front of me.

11: 24 No hit, seriously!
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Sunday, February 19, 2023

iSAGE Construction. The Emperor Hikikomori

All of a sudden, after weeks of "inactivity" the man upstairs decided to do laundry, just ahead of me. Shaking the building a bit. In the same time a heavy vehicle with modified exhaust, like there are at least ten around our building was started on demand, shaking the walls "as needed".

Yesterday i discovered the clock on the wall next to window in the kitchen area was hanging on a screw that became loose. It was right before they came to "fix" the windows they replaced last summer that i replaced the battery for that clock and the screw was ok.

What happens is at vibration, dust from walls gets pumped into the breathing space here, now by that screw. Even right now when the upstairs washer is in a spin cycle it is possible that by that screw dust gets pumped in here by from inside the pulsating walls.

But i suspect there's more. The shape of the apartment is very similar to the one in Lake Oswego. That is for reusing the same supercomputer model for directing sharp dust, other things in different corners of the floor plan, as needed, when needed. Different frequencies make different walls vibrate and direct the dust. This way only one person may be affected inside the same space.

So i was thinking to use my air quality monitor i bought a few years ago online. As advertised, it is made by recycling a couple of sensors taken out of a SHARP air purifier. Actually a couple of laser diodes alright that illuminates dust that sparkles and can be counted, but it can be only accessed through a phone app. That i decided not to use anymore.

Was thinking. What a waste of resources. It is a piece of electronics that is competing with more expensive items. Proving we don't need those more expensive items. It does the same things, counts particles with two laser diodes.

But the only way you can use it is through an app that connects with bluetooth. Got bluetooth on laptop but don't have the app and i quit using the phone.

Not that i'm convinced those are useful anymore. I mean, it does count particles when there's smoke outside. Numbers that are comparable with those from any of the networks that monitor air quality. Obviously not the same, the values cannot be the same from one station to another, from one address to another. Comparable.

So when i was using it outside i was getting some readings, comparable with the networks. So what. Was that of any use to me at all? Are those at any use to anybody? I mean, i take the reading, then what?

Who knows. People owning the devices in large numbers could possibly discourage polluters? But we have a few networks of sensors both private and governmental that can be accessed online and get the same readings.

Yes i bought it because i knew about the indoor pollution with insulation dust, mold, other particles. I tried to get readings to see if i can prove anything but guess what. Insulation dust falling from walls due to its nature does not fly or stay suspended in the air. It is pretty heavy compared to other dusts of the same size.

You have to be right under the hole to breath it. Or the hole needs to be in the direction of an air flow, like from under door or a crack by a window. Vibration needs to be sustained. When the vibration stops, you won't get a reading. And that as i said it is being controlled.

As i said the sensors count flashes of dust within the path of a laser. It is all it does. Counts. Can't tell the difference between a flash from a piece of dead skin, ash from burning stuff like cigarettes or sharp silica. For that you would need much more sophisticated devices but i doubt they exist, work or can be calibrated and used meaningfully in our indoor environment.

In other words, we are back to the story with one crazy throwing a rock in a pond. Only trouble is they are not fools. This is a design element only fools can believe it escaped the construction engineers. Using brittle, irregular volcanic mineral insulation inside empty walls that vibrate like tents every time a heavy vehicle passes by. And BTW, all it takes is one hole of the size of a needle.

It is the same old technique of splitting perception. The majority of people does not design these buildings, they only use them. And the engineers (and architects) are long gone, if they existed, as being the same ghosts from Japan or Hungary. All the buildings have been designed long time ago, and the banks can only offer you variants. There are little or no discussions about it period.

Most people would think. There are too many those who use them, could not possibly be dangerous. How can a little dust falling from a crack or forgotten hole in a wall can harm me? How my neighbor having fun with his 5.7 liter hemi playing a bit the trumpet (ok, tuba) could harm me?

Didn't really want to write about all these. I'm just too tired of it. But i promised myself after thinking yesterday for hours. Got to let people know what's happening.

Don't know exactly how SAGE construction have been chosen by the management or the owner of the complex. I know it came after a post about the succession of ice ages i once wrote about. Ice Age. Sage. First they came and did a little siding work and lots of noise for several months. Then the next year, re-do some of it, painting, etc.. Then windows. Now they came after 6 months to re-do some of their own work on windows, on this building and the one across.

Last summer i noticed one of the guys of one of the SAGE subcontractor (BZ Construction i guess) that BTW all look like Japanese disguised in Mexicans, was looking like the Emperor of Japan himself. Kinda making faces and fussing around, like a moody sun god would do.

So was earlier this month, this time J&S or J&L. Again right after me writing something about the emperor they didn't like, got a one week 24 hours notice of entry, but they came on the first day. Installed a noisy generator and a compressor at my door that stay for the whole week. One of them noticed there was a missing screw (from the latch of the window) they installed last summer. Missing from factory. How come they didn't see it back then.

Then the guy who looked like the emperor went and brought the screw, obviously taken from a different window somewhere. He came and showed it to me ceremoniously, "here is you screw". I did not watch them all the time. To them all it could have take was a few seconds to enlarge the hole for the clock screw, ft away. Think of the symbolism.

Clock, time, sun, screw.

Two more weeks of vibration that brought me to my knees. Coughing, at times phlegm, abdominal pain, nausea, dark urine. I did not check because i was positive i did not miss one single tiny hole in here. Until last night.

About a week after i fixed the newly created cracks at the sliding doors they just fixed. Then i examined carefully everything they've done. But i never thought they would touch something else, like the screw from the clock. But it was too tempting, due to symbolism.

In the same time, somehow the water got stolen from the p trap valve in the wall from the washer. Three days of exposure to sewer gas. Just did laundry, the water got siphoned, place filled with sewer smell.

I'm writing all theses with great effort and pain, hoping people would start to understand what is really happening in Portland, Oregon, and generally Western United States. Similar situations everywhere i been, like Washington, Nevada, etc.. Every single public person, every single news are fake and people have long gone and replaced with hikikomori from Japan and for occasions, actors from Hungary.
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Thursday, June 15, 2023

June 15

9:23 Just looked on Google Maps. The newer West Wing of Peppermill Hotel in Reno is next to a busy street. Though residential, a lot of the utility vehicles pass through. Even a small car like ours can be heard from inside while passing, if you get a room with windows at that street. The noise was louder than at Comfort Inn Motel in Yreka which was next to high 5 (we booked first at Baymont by Windham, which was... under construction work, with debris on the hallways and even on the door knobs).

But it all differs. If they choose to send those at 6 AM like they did yesterday then there's no way you can sleep anymore. How the others did. I believe there was no one in the whole building that night except for us and the guy next door who did not come there to sleep.

Who are they. In this case, the mob that control all of Reno (I'll talk about later, here's an example). Why. Because of my bad review last time when i slept in the tower and all AC vents and pipes were clogged with dust and nazi gas room symbols on the walls. The reason i chose the newer West Wing.

But there's one more thing. They gave us a room that connected with another through an inner door. Actually there's two doors with a dead bolt on each side. That is if you lock yours there is no way someone could get inside. But i believe the guy in the other room had it opened on his side and at 5 AM he started coughing. I'll talk about later.

Also they gave us a notice saying they will start the next day at 9 a "seasonal window cleaning" and there will be some "minimal noise" between 5 and 9. So i realized i might not be able to get anymore sleep during the day or the following nights and days (we booked for 3 nights), especially with the smell in the air that continued in the morning and was keeping me not necessarily high but alert.

So i just checked out thinking (after two suspiciously bad nights) i could get closer to home with those 4 hours of sleep and took the Susanville route which is one hundred miles shorter with much less traffic. However i was able to drive all the way home which is also weird, probably again connected with the smell in the air in the whole city.

Yes i regret the more southern sun and the beauty of the outer architecture of the city and the noisy and flashy games and also the 1200 miles i drove for that nothing. But i'm also happy because right now i'm not on a hospital bed with hands and legs on pulleys. After all that happened on the road. About that, later.

Yeah i know. All hotel industry today is leading the losses on Wall Street. I guess they knew what i was about to write today.

BTW there is something up today and that is T-mobile. (smells like fried teen spirit). The corporation that together with the others kill people with their cell towers and subsidized give away phones. But people don't believe me, they believe in Dracula and Jekyl and Hyde and all the s... they they were Fed for a hundred years in media and before that who knows how which is good cause it keeps the market and the inflation high for them.

11:00 Finally figured. The reason the Peppermill hotel which is about 52 years old (built 71) is Italian themed, with Tuscany tower and Florence suites. There are also numerous statues and other decorations, the whole thing is pleasant to see and nice for a vacation however i could not understand this statue.

11:45 What law? What Police? Local Police belongs to the mayor. FBI?

1:07 Susanville, a small town east of Sierra Nevada Mountains, some 86 miles north of Reno. Some would say there is no life east of the Sierras and then Cascade Mountains at the North, but there is some, with cities like Reno, Susanville, Bend, Madras, Warm Springs which i all crossed yesterday. Susanville is a deep valley and if you want to go further North you have to climb some 1200 ft until you reach the high desert (Northern California, Southern Oregon) with elevations between 4000 and 7000 ft. I know cause i turned to the gps page that showed the altitude.

Close to the end of the steep climb north of Wilsonville on 139. Close to where the picture was taken from. Too bad that was a day with smoke and the camera on the google car is way up high and can't show exactly what happened. I was alone on the road and was following the rail and from the low height of the car i wasn't seeing the curve was continuing to the left.

Especially because from the right was coming a truck or SUV that distracted me. Or maybe it saved our lives. In the last tenth of a second i saw the continuous yellow line going left otherwise i would have jumped in the deep chasm ahead. I think they should put some of those arrows signaling a left curve there.

5:52 Last night before 10 i had 20 more miles to go and was really low on fuel. I was telling the attendant at the 76 gas station in Boring, i've done 450 miles (Susanville) with 11.3 gallons. Then i had this vision at the car's window with planet Venus and i told him that it looks really weird because it's currently on the third or waning phase. When you look at it you can't really see the shape and it feels like your eyes are blurred.

Then the other attendant came, a woman with a blazer with a 76 (planets) sign on the back and she pulled a phone and showed me an app that uses phone's positioning sensor and when the phone is pointed at a certain area of the sky it shows the stars and planets and stuff, named, etc.. She was red headed, tall and thin.

She came and showed me the phone with the app in my face and told me there should also be Mars in the vicinity of it and that was visible on the app, but not in the sky. I think she was right, i just could not see it cause i was tired and it wasn't dark enough (about one hour after sunset and city light pollution). In this video it is not shown the phase of Venus, only of the Moon which was not up at that hour, and also Mars which is one sixth the diameter of Venus which is similar in size with Earth.

I did not realize until later who she was. Last time i saw her was again at a gas station in Florence, Oregon.

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Sunday, August 22, 2021

August 22

12:43 After a day full of squeaks from above and remnants of cat dust also from above, and Angela being irritated, we decided to go for a drive and a spin at Spirit Mountain, with the truck. I hosed truck's grill that was full of dust dirt inside, then i washed the matts, tried to scrap the rust on the floor on driver's side, there is a bad rubber thing in there that i tried to seal with silicon that lets the water in, we went to car wash, then vacuumed the seats and then we left. But before that i went in the back to search for dog remnants cause i felt a smell. Nothing, but the building was surrounded with a weird smell resembling vanilla but not exactly and then another maybe laundry perfume. Just like yesterday.

So we left for Spirit Mt, there was a strong side wind that was constantly pushing me off the road, until i returned i was convinced it was truck's suspension. Even though the truck is 14 years older than the Hyundai, i noticed several  things. Windshield is more clear, can see better. I don't get blinded that easily by numerous off road headlights from the road.  But the mileage was terrible, i think i done more than 6 gallons for 100 miles. The mechanic at Exhaust Specialty was right. (They always are when in plain sight). Thing is burning so rich it could overwhelm the catalytic converter. But never drove it on a distance to see it like tonight. Got to first change the fuel filter, try some Heet in the tank and then use OBDII to diagnose it. Check fuel pressure and i have a hunch that know sensor isn't working too well though i replaced.

After half hour of drive i started to get sick. Nausea, dizziness. Like yesterday but worse. I forgot the bottle with charcoal at home but Angela could find a few forgotten ones in bottles with mixed first aid supplements, like potassium, calcium, coconut oil, things like that. Two capsules of charcoal did a little miracle on me however was not 100% restored and became sleepy and felt the same weird way like yesterday before that accident. I don't know what i would have done tonight without that charcoal, and Angela cannot drive the truck back home, probably would have ended in the ER.

What pissed me mostly at Spirit Mt. was i first saw two kids in van with windows in the spot that became visible as second next to us when somebody left. Angela said she saw an adult too. Inside a number of persons that looked like celebrities, mostly very young, with masks, possibly others, i was pretty absent after that ninja aerosol i inhaled before i left.

If anybody would do a search (CTRL/F) on the word droppings (double p of course) in this book he/she would find that the word occurs 71 times in various ninja recipes to use on their friends.

Too tired to explore these two possibilities. Tomorrow.

https://www.google.com/search?q=%20Kinga%20Katona&source=lnms&tbm=isch#imgrc=pnr9Co1rXzmIIM

https://www.google.com/search?q=%20Csenge%20Dunai&source=lnms&tbm=isch#imgrc=agGLQ6vExEePwM

Couldn't help but notice an unusual number of cops on the streets when i got back, maybe up to 5 different SUVs in different places. Could it be because i played (and won a little) at that game "cops and donuts"? and then uploaded a short video when i got a bonus? I was going under the speed limit with that truck though. And then minutes ago something just occurred to me. By passing through McMinnville  so many times you may get in contact with those aliens, right?

8:48 Woke up after less than 7 hours with pretty bad abdominal pain like it always happens after the nausea. Got a remedy. A piece of insulating material around my belly, like a wide belt. Got better and and was about to fall asleep and every time i was falling asleep, he started to make a noise upstairs, like he knew. Now that i started to write he started the TV really loud. He will stay here to torment me the rest of the day. A man in his late 30s, doesn't have any friends or girlfriends, never speaks on the phone, never cooks, but cigarette smoke is sometimes coming from upstairs. One day i found a video about ninja being able to hear conversations through two walls using a resonating piece of metal. I am pretty sure they can, to some extent, listen to your thoughts. I am used to hum in my mind all the time and probably move some muscles in my mouth and/or tongue and they could use ultrasound again made by some ancient or technological device to determine the resonation frequency of your oral cavity bla bla. Thing is it happens.

12:30 It could be cigarette smoke, but most likely mixed with something else, coming from  upstairs.

4:49 Days are getting shorter already, jetstream is above, kinda dark, turned on the light in the kitchen area which is partly visible from open blinds. Two Japanese kids came to play with a dog in line of sight.
6:57 About one hour and a half ago i went to the liquor store in Tualatin (Oregon is one of the few states that have liquor stores and attendants at the gas station for more possiblities to bring actors and make scenes in there. I forgot about the new governor's order (which is not legally binding BTW, no only because she's on a fake ID) and went without a mask. They gave me a mask, a yellow one which i never saw before, my fingers where so dry i could not pull the card from the wallet, and using and old reflex that got the best of me, i pulled the mask, liked my finger and the vulture at the desk who's close to each other blue eyes looked familiay grabbed my bottle and said "i'm not going to give it to you".

My neglected truck runs bad these days and puts some smoke not so much as the Harley that got in front of me for retaliation and i had to go to Lake Oswego liquor store only to see it was closed. Then i came back home cause i figured who was at the liquor store and to write this down. Now i have to go to Beaverton which closes at 9, which is ridiculous. We live in a children's state.

I was also thinking. My wallet is next to my perspired underwear, my hands perspire though less these days because they feel dry, i touched my face with my hands when i put the mask on, what's the fuss with the finger/card licking?
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Monday, February 7, 2022

January 7

1:49 I was intrigued ever since i saw those non-human characters in "Dua Lipa" "Elton John" old new song. Accidentally ran into something similar, an anime made by a dead Japanese voice actor. Then tonight i realized where it might be coming from.

10:00 Uncomfortable, inside, together with the smell of animal dung. Finally figured where the smoke is coming from. I saw dozens or hundreds of fires along Hwy 18 during a time of air stagnation (no winds), mixed with fog. I don't believe it's legitimate agricultural activity, but a religious one. The dominicans or others who manipulate them have lit a large number of fires in the area. I didn't stop to take a proper picture of them, as i was in a hurry to escape. However there was no escape, except in the casino at Lincoln City, as they did it on the beach as well. Two of these at one mile distance kept all the beach "in check". When we came back we entered Spirit Mountain and their AC systems was overwhelmed by the smoke outside.
(Car was just washed an hour before that trip, those were undried drops from washing the windshield with the sprkinklers).
The index for Tualatin is 70 at least from one private network that uses their own sold detectors that are hooked on wi-fi, but the perceived index here at the apartment is 100 and inside is bad enough to notice it like every time you breath in and i think there is extra smoke coming from holes. While in bed (i forced myself this morning to stay again as much as i could in the "pod" made with metalized polystyrene insulation). Last week, while i quit drinking (except a few glasses last night) i slept several nights inside which raised my temperature and reduced my whole body spread infections. If i didn't do it, i think i would have been really sick today. While in there as much as the smoke let me, i read some pages on the laptop. The Orion alignment theory and its critiques. I didn't know the Sphinx was representing constellation Leo, or forgot. Then i remembered i saw on the Stellarium representation of Orion a few days ago a constellation, Canis minor, right next to Orion, across the Milky Way (which may represent smoke, fire). Orion the hunter, and a dog. Then i figured. That's where all (my) troubles come from. Dominicans could have something in common with this constellation as Orion is the most important constellation in many religions, including Sumerian, Egyptian and Mayan.

I read about Ed Krupp of Griffith Observatory who said he used "planetarium equipement" to prove the three pyramids were not aligned as Hancock, Bauval, Anthony West and others stated. Then let me tell you a few things about planetariums. We are not in 94 anymore and some people made efforts and provided with a really impressive (free) planetarium software, Stellarium, which has a 400k stars database. However, there are problems with planetarium softwares as with any "planetarium equipment". Good enough for some purposes, they use simple mathematical models (3D ellipses) to describe stars and planets movements, and do not take into account gravitational interaction between those. For what's worth it, i will go to the other computer and input the data into Stellarium to see how the three stars from Orion's belt where laid 10000 years ago. Krupp's "planetarium equipment" which i believe is math based mechanisms and optics cannot be possible better then today's software planetariums.

12:54 I went to Stellarium and did a bit of time travel. What is obvious is the angle between the two apparent lines formed by the three stars of the belt changes in time. While i saw everybody was concerned with the angles with maps' coordinates system (N-S, E-W), i would say more important is to find the time when the angles were coinciding, if we were to figure the time of the buildings of the pyramids, and found this pdf which seems a serious work on the subject, confirming the theory, that was not even mentioned in the Wikipedia page.

1:14 How is this important. I already used once Stellarium and accidentally figured that the northern shaft (of the Great Pyramid) is pointing at the Polaris all the time, day and night. While some theorize the whole Egyptian setup including pyramids and the Nile was an allegory of the celestial image with Orion, Osiris, Milky way, Canis etc., i found it hard to believe. Why build a 300 meters pyramid and shafts pointing at stars for that? For the soul to travel, they say. Or deconstruct and teleport them all back to Orion. I had once a different idea. The northern shaft could be a channel to collect and filter photons coming from Polaris only. In the idea all photons created naturally come in pairs, and some might end on different planets. And we all know that entangled photons can be the basis for instant (much faster than light speed) communications across, in this case, galaxy. Like if an alien spaceship was stranded or landed on Earth, they could have used mass manipulation (starting a tradition that followed to this day) to enslave local population to build a low tech (using available material and workforce) but (using) advanced science communication device with their homeworld. That communication device stopped being used long time ago, when the enslaved population disappeared due to inbreeding by imitating the aliens, something they had to resort to since they were severely limited in numbers (a few), and the pyramids were partially buried in sand. Again, other shafts could have been openings for particle accelerators partially (re) using what they had on the ship, and they sent back materials unavailable on their planets. Uncovering by Napoleon and the followers, could have literally opened Pandora's box, by activating at least the communications again. BTW, i'd like to use the opportunity to call to put a lens cap on that shaft asap at least for now.
2:30 While i was slowly getting drunk standing alone in the kitchen and eating Doritos, was staring at the screen of the other computer with Polaris in the middle. And even thinking. What seems indeed strange as coincidence is that this planet we call Earth rotates around an axis that points to a major star, something needed indeed for communications with the asteroid miners stranded on this penal colony. Or their supervisors (big brothers) whatever.
2:53 Angela just came from work, a flock of birds (or a drone) pooped the car all over, including the windshield. The whole universe is against us. Can you please shut that damn pyramid down?

7:54 No matter how much i tried, i couldn't. Measuring  the angle between the two lines made by the two stars. Stellarium has a primitive angle measuring tool which does not snap on objects or something. Looks like i also ran into an inconsistency. Every time i go back, the angle is slightly different, though the app (rolling of time) is paused.

Or maybe i don't know how to use it. Gotta go ask for help in their forum which may last days. Keep asking myself. Why am i the only one doing it? Or at least i tried... What the... are doing all the teachers and students in the universities, not solving one of the easiest and most important problem, too busy using all those trillions of dollars in grants? Time of building of pyramids? Why are we all wasting our time here on this planet competing like hell against each other instead of being happy? BTW got to go in the back, i spotted another poo earlier and it stinks and nauseates me and gives me a chilling sensation in the lower colon, like always.
8:05 Was thinking of the "theory" behind novels like The Invisible Man or The Man Who Walked through Walls (an idea also found in a Fringe episode, Season I). Space between molecules in our body is so big, it would allow matter or light to pass (if it wasn't for the fundamental forces of the Universe, of course). So it happens with the visible culture of the world and contemporary cultures that are out of this world, like of Japan or even Hungary which resides in the middle of Europe. They are so different from mainstream, they simply cannot be seen by majority with the example of the Anime linked earlier on this page with Mr.Ando. But i provided for you an example (with the windshield) on this page.

9:32 Only trouble is our culture could be a simulation or subset of theirs.

9:42
11:00 There goes another cardboard billionaire. Was it worth it?

11:24 Vroiam să spun de mult chestia asta. Da arată foarte flashy, aceste supermașini de sute de mii de euro cu motoare de peste 500 de CP ce pot face 0-100 în 2 secunde, timp în care te lipești de scaun ca o mămăligă de fund și nu poți ridica mâna să apeși butonul de radio. Pentru a obține acest tip de accelerație, dar și din alte motive, aceste mașini sunt de obicei construite din materiale ușoare, compozite. Chiar dacă autostrăzile din Germania sunt cele mai bune din lume, mult deasupra celor din SUA, eu personal nu aș accelera pe nici o mașină, în afară de cele construite pentru curse, mult mai late, mai lungi și cauciucuri și suspensie speciale și cu aripioare ce te împing în jos, dincolo de 150 kmh. O pală de vânt lateral sau o mâncărime în palmă te pot trimite pe o orbită joasă în jurul solului.
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Saturday, July 6, 2019

Low Tides, Atmospheric Pressure, Earthquakes and Ninja (converted from fb)

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