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Sunday, November 17, 2024

November 17

12:13 Even a goddess gets nostalgic, sometimes...

12:26 Moștenescu, un nume la fel de veridic ca Secureanu...

8:00 Se pot compara condițiile de temperatură și uzură a uleiului în timpul funcționării motorului cu cele de pe raft? Uleiul de motor, mai ales cel așa zis mineral, a stat în pământ la câțiva km nu știu, milioane de ani. Bine, în lipsa oxigenului.

Deci baza uleioasă ca să zic așa, care a fost obținută prin distilarea petrolului, nu cred că are vreun termen de expirare.

Poate se oxidează în contact cu aerul, dar eu nu am văzut ulei mineral rânced ceea ce înseamnă ulei oxidat. Bine, recunosc. Nu am mirosit niciodată ulei de  mașină (rânced). Ok nu mi-a mirosit a rânced vreodată când am schimbat uleiul. Bine, uleiul uzat e contaminat cu benzină care conține mercaptanii aceia mirositori (benzina, ca și uleiul sau gazul de aragaz, nu au miros propriu).

Deci dacă v-a rămas un rest, e bine să puneți dopul original, care îl protejează și de praf.

Uleiurile sintetice le imită pe cele minerale, ca și componență chimică, deși au mai multă ceară în ele.

Aditivii sunt protejați de oxidare fiindcă oxigenul din aer nu se dizolvă în ulei.

Ca să n-o mai lungesc, am dat un search și am găsit un răspuns pe site-ul Autozone, care este un lanț de magazine de piese de schimb (deci și ulei) care spune 5 ani peste data de fabricație.

Singura grijă pentru păstrarea resturilor de ulei este să nu îl contaminați sau amestecați cu altceva.

Văd că în articol schimbarea filtrului este lăsată cam... opțional (condițional optativ, ar trebui). Schimbarea filtrului este mai importantă decât schimbarea uleiului. Contaminanți apar mai ales din aerul care intră în motor prin admisie și trec de filtrul de aer.

A existat acum câțiva ani în SUA un ulei AMSOIL la care se făce reclamă că e bun pentru 100 mii km, dar cu schimbarea filtrului din când în când, însă nu mai găsesc nici urmă de acel tip.

AMSOIL acum vinde uleiuri mai "modeste", de până la 40000 km (25000 mile), la fel ca și Mobil One, alții (în condiții de operare care nu sunt severe). Dar sunt 100% sintetice, ceea ce mie nu-mi mai plac, după ce am văzut ceară în rezervorul meu de recuperare (catch can) de pe linia PCV când am folosit uleiuri sintetice. 

Nu se spune nimic de filtru, la numărul acesta de km, dar în manualul mașinii se spune că filtrul trebuie schimbat la 10000 km. Apropo, nu folosiți filtre care nu sunt originale sau mai rău, branduri necunoscute. Banalul filtru de ulei (și de aer) este un component critic pentru uzura motorului.

Ce pot să spun din experiență personală. Orice ulei am folosit, după vreo 5000 mile (8000 km) uleiul începe să piardă din coeziune (se subțiază) și compresia motorului scade, ceea ce se traduce printr-o ușoară pierdere de putere care se simte la pedala de accelerație.

Bănuiesc că acest articol a fost o provocare, ca să răspund și să șterg eu însumi din memoria cititorilor ce am scris despre uleiul de in, care este, la fel ca și cel de pește, uimitor pentru probleme de esofag sau stomac.

9:00 Acum vreo 2 ani am făcut o asemănare pentru Nadia Comăneci cu o gimnastă, mai modestă, din Ungaria. Deși în unele poze (din față) seamănă foarte bine, data nașterii era 1971, deci ar fi fost imposibil să participe în 76 la Montreal, când Nadia "noastră" avea 13 ani.

Toate astea fiindcă bănuiesc că de la Montreal am văzut o înregistrare, cu puțini spectatori, cu faimoasă notă 1.00, înregistrare care s-a făcut după multe încercări, până a ieșit perfect. Totul pentru a cementa legătura numelui Nadia, care este rusesc, cu Bela care zboară noaptea, și România. Ca să creeze o legendă și apoi să o speculeze, cu legătura cu Nicu Ceaușescu, tortura, fuga, etc..

Era o perioadă când încă aveam aici mult fum, care părea să vină din găuri de cârtițe sau șobolani în jurul clădirii  și eram tot timpul amețit. Între timp le-am astupat pe toate cu sol cumpărat de la magazine de grădinărit amestecat cu ciment.

Bine pornind de la greșeala asta asta, EI s-au gândit să-mi coacă o lecție și au trimis-o aici sus pe tipa respectivă care mă chinuie cam începând de astă vară.

Nu s-a schimbat nimic față de predecesorii, care au făcut cam la fel, dar a reapărut hrănitorul de păsări, cu coji de semințe care îmi cad în balcon și pot fi contaminate cu boli de la păsări sălbatice, împreună cu două pisici, de rasă cred Transilvania, care între timp au crescut mari și sar și ele pe podea, când ea nu este acasă să o pompeze.

Ca fostă gimnastă, ea are și foarte multă energie și picioare puternice. O face mai ales când stăm la masă, și mă contaminează (pe mine, care am diabet și mă infectez ușor) cu aer din podea, care este contaminat cu miros de toaletă de la o scurgere.

Recent, sunt contaminat prin rănile de la niște dinți, care mai recent i-am scos dar încă nu s-au vindecat, zona amorțește, se transmite amorțeală în tot corpul, și bănuiesc că e vorba de botulism (de rană). Totul se agravează mult de la fumat afară (Sunt vreo câteva grade peste 0 Celsius).

După ce am aflat, la început am ezitat, dar când am văzut ce face azi, m-am gândit să postez numele. Da, o recunosc, am văzut-o a doua zi după ce m-am mutat, însă de atunci am văzut și alte persoane urcând și coborând, folosind aceeași mașină, etc., o practică a ninja.

Când au văzut ce vreau să postez (ei știu tot ce fac eu aici) tipa a plecat iar eu am căzut lat de oboseală și amorțeală înainte de a mai posta și a venit înapoi acum seara și a bubuit de câteva ori podeaua. Nu știu dacă e tot ea. Acum ea s-a liniștit, însă pisicile se joacă și au o jucărie care se izbește foarte tare de podea.

A și numele. Misko. Toate numele care se termină în ko sunt ucrainene.

Totul (joaca pisicilor, cea mai mare parte a bubuiturilor) se face în spatele unei cortine groase în zona bucătăriei (deci nu se poate vedea prin geamurile mari cât un perete de la balconul din spate, o noutate).

Zborul recent de avioane F15, la mișto, la foarte mică înălțime, alte indicații sugerează că sunt implicate persoane din armată. Pasul ei, posibil completat cu roboți (din felul în care sună, cadență constantă). Nu m-ași mira, când știu cine este șeful Pentagonului.

E posibil că nu mai venea înapoi în curând, dar și-a făcut intrarea pe faptul că eu am menționat cuvântul botulism, benzină, ulei. Am pus iar un link la catch can. Fiindcă am fost provocat de articolul respectiv iar ei știau discursul meu. Au pus articolul, am răspuns, ea a venit înapoi pentru a preveni un act terorist. Latura mea teroristă (în afară de Dracula, Xenu, Nicu Ceașescu, George Mihai de hopînțol).

Fac zgomote ca să îmi fie imposibil să mă concentrez și să comit ceva.

În ultimele zile se mai aude din când în când și un zgomot ca de fierăstrău manual. De câte ori încerc să-l înregistrez, se oprește ca la o comandă.

11:50 Lotuses, everywhere. Gradul de ocupare al unui bloc se poate vedea foarte ușor cu o cameră în infraroșu care se atașează la un Android sau iPhone, mai ales în sezoanele reci. Am avut una dar am dat-o înapoi la Amazon fiindcă avea un defect și oricum era prea scumpă pentru mine.

Tot așa, vecinul de atunci mă înnebunea și am descoperit că de fapt nu își încălzește apartamentul (probabil pentru a vedea mai bine într-al meu în infraroșu). Din clădirea noastră, numai 2 din 6 apartamente erau încălzite deși erau mașini în față ca și acum și lumea venea și pleca.

Au încercat să acopere totul considerând postarea aceea o plângere și în câteva luni, în vară, au venit să instaleze termopane în locul ferestrelor de aluminiu care transpirau tot timpul. O lună a durat numai la clădirea noastră timp în care m-au înnebunit cu zgomot și praf. În SUA, tot ce e construcție se face cu ciocanul. Mii de ciocănituri pe zi.

Însă după ce au pus termopane, consumul de electricitate pentru căldură nu s-a schimbat și este foarte mare pentru suprafața de 50 mp.

Dar m-am mai prins de o chestie. Podeaua dedesubt este veșnic udă din cauza vaporilor de la mașinile de uscat, care în mod ciudat au conductele de evacuare pe la subsol și au scurgeri de vapori care se condensează pe podeaua de lemn dedesubt.

Dar s-ar putea să fie și un alt motiv. Podeaua fiind mai rece, au un contrast mai bun pentru whatever device-uri au sus. Știu că sunt camere în infraroșu mai scumpe decât cea din link care practic te pot localiza în cameră, și datorită podelei subțiri, prin golurilor din izolația minerală, și care probabil detectează și diferențe de temperaturi datorate activităților cerebrale mai intense. Când încep roboții să umble mai tare.


Thursday, November 14, 2024

November 14

1:05 AM Flares. Producție, agent termic, motoare.

1:15 Love Sting stinks.

1:45 Remember what i said about Rome (Roma) named after Lord Rama? Romulus, history or legend?

2:50 Could it be politics are a form of polytheism? Cause once are nominated in a position, they become god like figures, with powers and stuff. They also embed attributes, each different ones, pretty much like the gods of the past did. Personification if not deification.

Tory vs Labour is like Titans against Olympics, for God's sake. Dumuzid against Innana, and generally old generation gods against newer ones... And they do fight each other and they certainly campaign.

2:55 No matter how crazy an idea it seems, should google it first...

4:15 Proiectul ratat.

11:40 Poly... what? Astoria choking.

11:45 Trump daily. Pulling the plug carpet on uncle Elon? Get used to it. It's gonna be 4 long years.

12:05 Simion, a darker version of Putin? (Picture above).

12:18 În sfârșit m-am prins. Silviu care prigonea "a murit" la Bran. One of the best known however not in his lifetime. We owe it all to Bela Lugosi. Because of him, Bela (Baal, Beelzebub) name became synonym with Dracula.

It was all a diverting flare. Silviu was also present at IMU under the name Mihai (forgot last name) from APT, i believe CNC programming group (together with Ovidiu). He used to be sarcastic, trying to be funny. For a while, he was on my side. He kept criticizing IT dept saying they use the computer as an old printer (tiparniță).

BTW, in the US the name combination Billie Jean is synonym with liar or lies, because of Michael Jackson song of course.

All part of the semantics transferences, woven during the time of a century.

1:00 Another one in today's news. Pata Physical.

1:35 Lotus

Saturday, November 18, 2023

November 18

1:00 România ar putea încheia acorduri bilaterale și cu alte țări din UE, mai ales cu acelea care și-a manifestat sprijinul, cel mai recent Franța și Germania. Astfel, Austria s-ar rușina.

7:42 This is about what i wrote yesterday about that motel in Florence.

I remember i worked one day only for a guy in Rome who was remodeling and apartment in historic Villa Borghese, carrying marble slabs upstairs for remodeling a 300 years old maybe apartment. The walls were one meter thick and the streets were really narrow. I think i heard them talking. The price tag was one million (euro, dollars, whatever).

This is where i lived in an area for working people. Yeah i know from the pictures you can't tell the difference. But inside, they were comfortable, quiet and had marble on the floors instead of wall to wall carpet nailed to the floor.

Absolutely no smells.

It is nostalgic to go to the same motel after 25 years. But motels in the US are not built with marble or even concrete. They are made of wood like most American buildings with inner "drywall" panels that bend and crack. Some have nail holes or even spaces from initial constructions like behind appliances and the interior communicates with the inside of the wall, which sometimes is better cause if air doesn't get in those insides, then it gets much worse.

In most places is Oregon nothing has been built since 1995 or when i came here. Same old same old everywhere. But Americans aren't worried because they don't want to travel to Europe to see and if they do they go to places like Rome or Paris where the buildings are even older (that was a joke).

But i could never imagine the housing situation in the US. I left everything, sold my concrete made apartment in Bacău, closed by business and i have no way to return, especially when i look at the stunning politicians there. At least here, there is a trace of freedom left. In there all you can do to survive is to get in league with THEM. Especially now after what i wrote on my blogs THEY will probably eat me alive. Like some here too.

Don't get me wrong. The reason i put videos with lyrics is sometimes i cannot understand what these guys are singing, probably because they are not native English speakers. Wake up or make up?

8:27 Yeah i know i spoke freely about all these before i moved here in Tualatin and that was after i fixed a leak in the wall that created mold for 7 years. BTW there is a hole in the siding and wall at the other end of the building told management about years ago and every time i tape it someone comes and removes the tape a bit, just enough for rain to get in. Trying to de-generalize my situation?

After last rains, mold grew inside and now when the crazy ninja at 4 with the stinking Chrysler hits the wall once, the place fills with mold smell.

First i thought this song was for encouraging me, but today i realize it is reverse psychology and bullying and a lesson to all who try to do what i did. And yeah the gyms stink also, mostly like rubber from all the treadmills or chlorine from pools.


8:55 I am really sick. I am wearing a mask and moved the ozone generator from bathroom to the living though my eyes already hurt. Slept five hours, i'm really sleepy but i also feel like fainting. Hungry and nauseated in the same time.

I realized what happens. Weird strains of mold bred inside the wall with sulfur dioxide extraterrestrial atmosphere gets out through that hole ands seeds the wet rotting leaves on the ground and the air is unbreathable as right now. You can't see it but the wall with the hole is on the left.

I sit here at the old PC next to kitchen window and i don't remember seeing any one in the last hour or so. Just a nervous Asian Japanese mailman who was hitting the doors of the mailbox seen in the picture linked above and more mold came inside.

Though yesterday when i was at the car breathing smoke from i don't know where that was getting me high within one hour i saw 100 hundred people and cars all making noises and distracting me. And BTW my oil doesn't smell a bit like the oil under the Chrysler, almost got no smell when compared to that one.

9:18 Yeah it worked this time. The browser didn't crash when i took the code with starting point for the embedded video below (using share under youtube player). And they started to drag furniture and stomp upstairs. Because i said there was no one here.



10:30 Effectively canceling my thoughts with squeaks from upstairs. I switched to html mode but forgot what i wanted to add. One thing i remember. My eyes weren't hurting from ozone, they were hurting from mold and dust. As soon as i started the ozone and ion generator i got much better.

10:55 On a second thought. She was here again yesterday after a few days missing with all that smoke while i was working at the car. Never leaving their balcony, with the two others. Just staring at me. Earlier i heard the boy yelling in an unseen place like a monkey being eating alive by a huge snake in the jungle. And in reality, she is older than Alexa.

4:28 Got a new PC. Yeah i know Bela (Lugosi) Rising. Amazon delivered it in about 12 hours from ordering. Which means they had it in a warehouse in Portland. As big as a small book.

"Overall pick", "best value for money". Got six cores and 12 threads (666). If i saw that @year 2000 would have freaked out and didn't buy it.

For reason of already installed Ethernet cables it ended at Angela's. Already up and running (with a monitor, keyboard and mouse from the closet). LOL one day when i was cleaning i was  thinking of throwing it up LOL. It seems much faster. Can even play games on it. With the newest updates of W11 and Chrome, i can do it with Lenovo. Blogging that is.

Can't work at her desk either. It is much more exposed to the "elements" coming from under the (hidden) door (but she's only there a couple of hours max a day). Here i am downstream from the filter of which carbon elements i just replaced.

I believe this is one of the three orders i've been thinking and talking about for days. Another one is coming, third i never made (did have not time). Now i'm thinking where from to get that game with Sarah Morgan so i cam marry her to se what happens (that was a joke).

Thursday, April 20, 2023

April 20

12:00 Regionalizarea, pohta ce-o pohtesc ei, de atâta timp. Primul pas. Crearea în 2007 a Ministerului Dezvoltării Regionale prin schimbare de denumire, cu primul său ministru, Marko Bela. Urmat de Elena Udrea, și mai târziu de însuși Dragnea, cel mai mare advocat al regionalizării.

Un subiect de care mă săturasem atunci, l-am crezut îngropat, iar acum apare iar ca un coșmar recurent... Singura noutate, au schimbat denumirea regiunilor în județe, fiindcă regiunile nu apar în Constituție. Bine, dar după ce le-au denumit odată regiuni, cine mai poate crede acum că nu sunt de fapt regiunile lui Dragnea? Chiar sunt curios cum se vor numi. Județul NW?

Al doilea pas a fost crearea legii 341/2013. Puteți citi aici toată tărășenia.

Pe scurt. Au sucit și au învârtit atât de mult această lege devenită neconstituțională a Referendumului încât acum se poate organiza un referendum local care ideal pentru ei ar fi la nivel de regiune, care poate trece cu... 12.5% din voturi.

8:42 Rotația subiectelor. De la regionalizare la buget. Greu de crezut. Mie nu-mi intră nici acum, nu-mi intra nici ieri seară (la mine e dimineață acum) site-ul Camerei Deputaților, să arăt de la câte comisii a primit Legea Bugetului aviz favorabil. E adevărat, tot documentul cuprinde vreo 5000 de pagini (din care marea majoritate sunt gargară iar restul minciună), mă întreb dacă nici unul din cei 466 de parlamentari care l-au votat nu a văzut și i-a picat greu acest 14% creștere venituri fiscale.

5:45 SpaceX launch analysis.

Some of the 33 engines won't start. 7 seconds of burning tons of fuel to get lighter and raising dust before it finally lifted with fewer engines. Lift off, drift to the left due to missing engines, corrected.

Wobbling effect due to strata of air between camera and object, filmed from a very long distance, like from miles away with a very powerful zoom thus concealing engine(s) missfires. Unburnt fuel leaking from malfunctioning engines.

Confirmation of non functioning engines.

Leaking fuel ignites. All engines are shut down then restarted.

More engines go out causing it to spin out of control. Final explosion of the second stage is weak, showing it was probably not loaded with much fuel. Just another episode of white noise in a very needed moment.

It doesn't look to me it's going to fly very soon into orbit, not talking about Moon. Forget about Mars.

7:42 Apropo de Legea Referendumului, Bugetului, Plafoanelor etc.. Nu cerceta aceste legi. 49 miliarde la Transporturi, 94 la Dezvoltare, alte ministere sume care vor dispărea pe tăcute la sfârșitul anului, la fel ca și anul trecut și în alți ani și acum ei (se fac că) caută 20 miliarde? Sumele la toate ministerele și alți ordonatori de credite se găsesc în dreapta sus la blog, însă nu sunt pe prima pagină la acele pdf, de obicei pe a doua. A ok, am încercat acum, site-ul Camerei Deputaților tot nu merge (pentru mine).

Mi-am amintit acum, Legea Bugetului de Stat, cu sumele pe ordonatorii de credite se mai găsește și pe site-ul Ministerului de Finanțe, deși merge și ăla destul de greu.

Iată link-uri direct pe pagină la câteva ministere importante cu sume mari. Cea mai mare gaură e la Dezvoltare, unde chiar nu știe nimeni unde și câți bani se duc, din cele 94 de miliarde anul acesta, 61 anul trecut etc..

Agricultură

Transporturi (49 miliarde)

Investiții

Dezvoltare (94 miliarde)

Dezvoltare 2022

Friday, January 14, 2022

January 14

6:50 As soon as Angela left (5:45) the place filled with smoke, makes me nauseated. It comes from a distance, not from around the apartment. I think i'm gonna go for a walk, come back in half hour or so.

Bunty Bailey (o cântăreață și actriță de Bela).

7:35 I went for a short walk then i picked trash from around the building, but some is too close to patios (half empty soda can).

11:55 Ieri am pomenit niște titluri de carte ale unui scriitor maghiar care între 2000 și 2004 a fost vicepreședintele Uniunii Scriitorilor din Ungaria. Virginitatea Silviei, Sex în sufragerie, titluri din astea. Mă miram că având aceste titluri și numai 4 cărți scrise a avut funcția respectivă. Am căutat și înălțimea lui pentru că bănuiesc că după 2012 când "s-a sinucis" a apărut pe aici, deghizat în femeie de serviciu, instalatoare, chestii din astea și am dat peste poza aceea ciudată, tipic ungurească, pe care am pus-o ieri.

Deci am dat un search căci uitasem cum se scrie Sylvia în engleză (nici acum nu știu sigur, cu e la urmă? și ciudățenie, google m-a atenționat că răspunsurile ar putea fi deocheate, asta probabil de la vreo Sylvia cu ceva legături cu porno, sau poate o legătură făcută de google pe Transilvania, sub un pretext din ăsta.

Chestia m-a enervat puțin, adică, dai un search pe un nume oarecare și google îți trimite răspunsuri din astea, și am pus link-ul la căutarea respectivă să vadă și alții. Dar din cauză de multe multe link-uri pe care le pun eu pe aici, sau poate, sabotaj, am pus link-ul greșit (nu ducea nicăieri, dar nu înțeleg cum am putut să scriu link-ul astfel), iar azi când am încercat din nou căutarea pe Sylvia google a modificat chestia, deci nu mai apare atenționarea aceea și probabil nici rezultatele respective. În orice caz, azi mă uit în știri și văd faza cu alpinista Silvia Murgescu, care zic ei, s-a întâmplat pe 12, deci cu o zi înainte (nu știu sigur, fiindcă eu noi aici pe coasta de vest suntem cu 10 ore în urmă față de ora României). Ăsta e doar un exemplu din multele. Practic oamenii iau tot ce scriu eu și fac creează, din nimic, tot felul de legături și aluzii, care atunci când sunt văzute de cei care citesc ce scriu, îi fac să  uite, pentru că ei pun chestii tari, emoționale. A murit o alpinistă româncă drăguță, ce mai contează titlul unei cărți sau un scriitor ungur care s-a sinucis în Ungaria pentru a apărea ca transvestit în SUA, mai precis Tualatin, Oregon? Sau poate n-a murit, doar au retras-o înapoi în Ungaria. Eu numesc chestia asta "dublare" și se întâmplă în știri și de zece ori pe zi sau mai mult, practic la orice scriu mai important.

M-am "luat" zilele astea de Șoșoaca, ultima catastrofă din politica românească, s-a dus "George Simion" la Timișoara să forțeze intrarea într-o clădire și m-aș mira dacă ar fi condamnat, ca orice fraier român, etc.. "George Simion" și "Șoșoaca", ce ne lipsea, cei mai gălăgioși clovni pe care i-a avut vreodată România.

12:30/10:30 Am scris în engleză că ieri seara (acum vreo 14 ore) m-am înecat cu pește. Sunt mai multe feluri de a te îneca, disfagia (și e posibil să aibă legătură cu diabetul, care creează o ușoară pareză la esofag) este atunci când inghiti ceva și reflexul de înghițire, o chestie foarte complexă, cu coordonare de mulți mușchi, pe care noi nici n-o observăm, nu mai funcționează. Dar pe lângă pareză e nevoie de o iritare a esofagului care de obicei se face cu praf mineral ascuțit (sunt mii și milioane de feluri de praf) și cu vapori de acid clorhidric din stomac, care ajung în esofag din cauză de hernie hiatală, spori de mucegai deranjați și inhalați, fumuri, zgomote, stres puternic, etc..). Deci am mâncat pește foarte uscat (se întâmplă de obicei și cu carne de vită slabă), s-a oprit în esofag, m-am dus la baie, două degete în gât, eram destul de beat, există riscul ne-coordonării manevrei și înecării plămânilor cu conținut din acela, un alt tip de înecare, propriu zis (așa se spune că au murit mulți, din care "Marin Preda, Jimi Hendrix, Nicu Ceaușescu" s-a înecat cu sânge de la o hemoragie pe esofag, etc.), mă rog, în vreo 5  minute mi-a trecut chestia, dar mă durea locul (esofagul, stomacul) după care am pus iar prosoapele ude deasupra filtrelor, pentru praful fin care apăruse neobservat, care au fost luate pentru o zi.

Azi mi-a venit chef să mănânc broccoli cu brânză cu smântână (cottage cheese aici, foarte ieftină, o iau și de obicei stă prin frigider săptămâni și se strică, dar azi chiar am avut chef) deci m-am dus, am pus un deget de apă și o căpățână de broccoli într-o tigaie ceramică unde a fiert mai mult în aburi, dar am avut nevoie de cănița pentru mujdei în care erau doar două bucățele de pește rămase de ieri (noi păstrăm mujdeiul de pe o zi pe alta într-o căniță ieftină de IKEA acoperită cu folie) și nu știu de ce, mi-am amintit faza cu Sade. La un an nou, într-un cazinou Lucky Eagle din statul Washington (confuzie de nume cu capitala) de la nord de Oregon, niște locuri mirifice (iarnă cu conifere și câmpuri cu tufe înghețate pe mlaștini pe lângă ocean și pâlcuri de babe ceață de care te îndrăgostești la prima vedere) m-am dus la bar (și băutura acolo e mai ieftină, poate și din cauză că teoretic ar trebui să fie acolo mulți scoțieni și irlandezi, chiar, Lucky Eagle e aproape de o localitate Aberdeen (de pe unde se spune că era "Kurt Cobain") și am văzut o barmaniță, cam plinuță, un pic trecută deși destul de înaltă și cam stângace în a manipula sticlele care semăna cu Sade. Nu știam ce să comand (nu prea eram eu dus la baruri pe atunci), până când am văzut-o, întâmplător, că a umblat cu o sticlă de Cabernet Liberty Creek (cel mai ieftin de la WinCo) și mi-am făcut curaj și am cerut un Port Wine (adică puțin Cabernet cu puțin coniac), ce beam eu pe atunci acasă ca să mă îmbăt repede și ieftin. La care ea s-a făcut că nu știe ce e acela, sau poate nici nu știa, și i-am arătat eu de pe telefon rețeta, mă rog, prețul a fost ieftin, m-am îmbătat și mai tare și am făcut un gest ne-controlat, de a mă ridica pe scaunul înalt cu ajutorul barelor din poză, care erau mai aproape atunci, la care tipa a simulat că s-a speriat că am vrut să sar peste bar la ea și a fugit (eram doar noi doi în ditamai barul în noaptea aceea de anul nou, poză făcută cu altă ocazie). Regret și acum, pentru că tipa era foarte nice, îmi plăcea să stau de vorbă cu ea, mă gândeam vag (din cauză de băutură) că poate era chiar Sade și au plătit-o să vină ca glumă (prank) sau poate Sade e tot o cântăreață unguroaică.

Dar pe când făceam mujdei (pentru broccoli) am uitat de Sade când am văzut pe fereastra de tip ușă dublă de la sufragerie tipul de la maintenance care umbla cu o pompă (da din alea care am văzut ieri pe scaunul din spate la un truck cu extended cab în parcare) și stropea pentru buruieni prin jurul clădirii, în ianuarie. Cred că totul a fost aranjat, căci dacă mă înecam iar cu pește din acela, puteau shinobi să zică că mi-au făcut ei ceva. Ei de fapt sunt non-violenți (în afara prafurilor, fumurilor, zgomotelor care sunt spirite, nu chestii materiale), fac doar rearanjamente și sincronicități. Și știu să cheme cârtițele. Dar am mestecat încet, cu grijă, am mâncat și peștele și broccoli și totul a trecut. Apropo am vrut foarte mult să merg de revelion în locurile acela dar era temperatura sub zero grade, pericol de drumuri înghețate, Angela nu a vrut. Între timp, am aflat cine e. Anca ParGel.
Xenu also known as Xemu or simply Zamo

Tuesday, January 7, 2020

Dust Lady of 911

Today i started to feel again the effects of fine redwood dust. It is my belief "they" alternate methods and after a while they bring back the old tricks now forgotten (though i try to write everything, almost everything fades out or is shadowed by newer events and especially the fake events meant to cover on keywords what i write).

(Someone, my roommate back in HS once prophesied for me that i would have a life full of events, and that qualifies for a long life since life is measured in number of events, not necessarily years, would die in a mental hospital and in the end i would be rehabilitated).

So after i talked a lot about litter dust, now comes the redwood dust again. Redwood is toxic and irritating per large amounts of tannins. It is also very tough, mechanically which means tiny chips can be very sharp and penetrates skin. I know because i stuck my hands in the mulch under the deck of main door several times and my hands hurt for hours if not days.

Sometimes in the spring of 2016 they came and spread around the building chipped redwood. I think it was around Cinco de Mayo. By now obvious, they used way too much, intentionally. In some places around the building it was up to 1 ft tall. I threw away dozens and dozens of 13 gallons bags or hundred of pounds in the garbage, at least 10 times several years ago. At some point it became like a mat. There are places where it never rains, like under the stairs. People are walking on it and some turns into the finest dust. I saw the water coming form the AC in the summer was red because of it.

But i don't believe it gets in here by itself. The fact that there is so much around the building allows them to bring it inside without proof, when "needed". There was also wind two days ago and that wind might have blown some inside or on the stairs and deck. When they come with the blowers, on Wednesday, they blow everything from the parking lot onto the buildings, but they also come near the building where the dust is and blow it, i don't know why. A fine, invisible layer settles on the stairs, on the mat in front and gets inside.

Yesterday i wanted to get drunk to celebrate something. But the subtle pain from dust was keeping me irritated and almost sober no matter how much i drank. In the end i looked at the bottle and got scared and stopped drinking. It was too late. I probably drank around 400 ml of brandy, about the same amount of wine. Biggest trouble, i ran out of soluble decaf and i drank some regular. Don't know why, to me it's worse if i drink caffeine then alcohol and terrible if i mix them.

So i stopped, went to bed almost unconscious and woke in a few hours with a reflux episode. That is the content of the stomach goes up on esophagus and enters the airways. If drunk enough, you may choke to death (Jimmy Hendrix's death, they say). Upstairs a dog and a person was running, walking, intermittently starting after 3 AM but in the morning it was like a few steps, out of nowhere, every minute or so. I got so dehydrated, i started having palpitation (in the morning), felt my hands and legs swallowing (heart failure). I drank lots of herbal tee to re-hydrate. I was feeling almost ok and wanted to go back to sleep but just before Angela left i started to have chest pain. Usually to me it solves with a few 100 mg potassium gluconate supplements and a long walk. But i was out of potassium pills. I ate a mixture of potatoes, peas and cabbage, some meat that should have had at least that amount but also the carbs started a movie (Yes, Start Trek Deep Space 9) and went to sleep.

I woke at 2 PM with again chest pain. Ate more vegetables. Made it somehow till Angela came. When she came i went outside and i realized there was some sort of chocking smoke and there was visible smoke at the chimneys at the houses (apartments) visible uphill from here. I knew i had a few potassium pills in the car and after taking those finally went for a walk. I was dizzy at first probably because of heart not working well but i kept telling myself, this is going to work. The alternative was ER which was very unappealing for a number of reasons. I even ran a bit. After two miles i started to feel better and came back home. If i had a clogged coronary artery, it probably unclogged by itself, but i needed a few more hours to complete recovery from fibrillation. When they came back home upstairs. A few more walks with squeaks, breathing through congested nose got me severe palpitations, with heart probably stopping a couple of times (felt a few painful poundings in chest and was back to normal).

I noticed so far. During mild heart attacks some hormones get released in your body. After reaching a peak, with heart pounding like that, it always gets better. Your body might have its own mechanism to recover from those, if the cause (dehydration, de-mineralisation) is removed. Sometimes re-mineralistion may occur by itself if you wait long enough allowing your body to pull those minerals (electrolytes) from your bones.

It was around that time when i realized there was lots of dust inside. I rinsed a rag i used to clean the floor and water came red. As i kept sobering up (high levels of alcohol in my system even after 24 hours) i started to think. I mopped the floor and took a bath. But dust was too much and a lot of it already accumulated on fridge's coil. Every time the fridge starts i feel the pain of the redwood dust all over my body. I feel it on my esophagus as it clears the lungs. I feel it on my lower colon. So in the morning when Angela wakes up i will attempt to was the fridge's' coils and everything under.

I remember an episode, about 7 years ago. I had palpitations for a couple of weeks. I went to an urgent care place and a "doctor" layed me on the table. Then he started to palpate my belly and went to the chest and unexpectedly pressed once so hard for several seconds, i think he literally stopped my heart. Maybe made blood flow backwards in the arteries, to unclog them? Whatever it was, it helped me, though it was really scary. He said something about the "old mechanical defibrillator". LOL.

So sometimes it's redwood, sometimes it's litter dust. I know that by the effects.

Kept thinking. Who in the world are best at manipulating dust?

Ninja had a type of weapon that was literally made of eggs filled with different types of dust like by example very fine ground glass dust. What they did with those, you guessed already. The used them in combat to blind the opponent.

The idea was passed along to their Police forces, probably first in the world. They used those to incapacitate suspects during arrests. They have a name. The are called metsubushi.

And this is where the weird part starts. During Bush the IInd there was a couple of city scale metsubushi who went off in the city of New York. I had no idea of the scale of the dust disaster in that day and following days until i saw a video a couple of years ago. People coming out of the cloud of dust and chocking while the paramedics could not help them. You can't help people who have the lungs full of dust. Video is gone now from youtube.

Tonight i wanted to write a bit of a conclusion of what i was doing lately. That is about the similarities between faces of politicians, public figures and actors, mostly Hungarian and some Japanese. But could not find a place to start. Then i thought i found it. Metsubushi. They've been using this stuff on me for a long time. Non-lethal, it will bring you to your knees and reset you to the point you can't even think for yourself. Shortness of breath for a few hours and you will forget of everything and give up everything and become as docile as a child. If it's litter dust, the next day when you are recuperating, suddenly find yourself in the opposite direction. You feel too good. They did this to me for decades. They are doing it now. So "they" must be. The ones who control everything.

Before i wrote this post i searched for images about the dust that settled those days in New York and found this. And i found Dust Lady. Marcy Borders. They said she died of cancer at 42 om 2015 or 4 years after.

I don't believe it. I don't believe she could have survived that. If tiny amounts of building materials dust like mineral insulation make me so sick, how in the world could someone breath those amounts of concrete, gypsum and other material dust and survive the initial exposure. More than that, she looks like she poses. A tragic pose but still a pose. For reassurance or at least to cast doubt.

This dust she was supposed to be in it's not flour. It's concrete or silica or glass. Who knows how many real others died that day and are not reported anywhere.

As for the similarities blog. It should be obvious by now to anybody that the whole world, all countries, are being controlled by only one power. To me everything leads to an alliance between Hungary and Japan.

After all, they've been allies in WWII. Culturally, Hungarians are more Asians than Europeans.

What is happening. As i've seen so far they let us do whatever we want but they encourage us to do the most stupid things, mainly to do their job. Accelerate the selection. Eliminated the sinners and the stupid. But stupid most times means uniformed. Ignorant. They let us choose but they provide, for free all means for us to choose the wrong direction.

They must have some super-weapons we don't know about. Like the one which caused the Tunguska explosion which brought all nations to their knees at the begging of 20th century. Most likely done by short-cutting the ionosphere to the ground using huge antennas to oscillate the ionosphere of which we might suspect Eiffel Tower, Wardenclyffe (Tesla) Tower (which was demolished next year). They must have assassinated (through undetectable old ninja methods) or have killed in revolutions all the old elite and replaced it with actors.

Tesla have been working in France before coming to the US in 1884, several years before Eiffel Tower construction began. But Tesla was only an actor or a symbol. They were others behind him who ran the whole show.

Very few understand or maybe never occurred to them of what means for some people to have a living god as emperor, and that living god is the Emperor of Japan. But the Emperor might be fake and controlled by the old ninja.

Some of the consequences of the Tunguska phenomenon was Dissolution and Partition of the Ottoman Empire, WWI, Bolshevik Revolution, WWII and basically everything that happened in the tumultuous and bloody 20th century.

It was then when territories like Palestine, Arabia (later Saudi Arabia), Syria, Kuwait, Iraq where taken over from the Ottoman Empire where they have been for centuries by western powers like France and Britain. "Britain gained control of Palestine, Transjordan, Iraq, parts of Cameroon and Togoland, and Tanganyika". Once flourishing, Arab civilization was reduced to nothing by the Turks, then western powers and subsequent occult domination.

"In 1916, with the encouragement and support of Britain (which was fighting the Ottomans in World War I), the Sharif of Mecca, Hussein bin Ali, led a pan-Arab revolt against the Ottoman Empire to create a united Arab state."

However, after WWII British Empire collapsed as well and all territories taken from Ottoman Empire became independent or better said taken over by an occult power as well as Great Britain itself, all European countries. By now, i think i know who they are.

Ever since, this occult power is at war with the populations of every state on Earth. Since it cannot reveal itself, it mimics the behavior of those populations, leading by force, influence and finance.

I don't want to go in the vast area of WWII, Korea, Vietnam but i can tell something about Gulf War and subsequent Iraq war and massacres, Afghanistan war, Syria massacres. People from one side of the world are convinced to fight against those from the other side, with one media controlling all the information coming from the conflicts, each seeing something else, for the only purpose of appeasing, oppressing, decimating all populations on all sides with all power in all states controlled by one entity.

United States have been in conflict with other countries around the world most time after WWII and especially after the deep psychosis created by the Orson Welles show. But those conflicts at times have been slowed down or accelerated, depending on how much people started to figure out.

Otherwise, they use other means of controlling them, like most expensive health care and housing on Earth, which is toxic and deplorable, Hollywood which is populated exclusively by fake ID foreigners, liberal amount of drugs, Church of Scientology etc..

In Soviet Union people were controlled by means of forced feed propaganda, daily meetings, liberal amounts of alcohol etc..

Romania has been a center of entertainment for both East and West. A number of artists were transferred from Hollywood and Hungary over there, including both Ceaușescu, but also singers like Jim Croce who became tennis player now billionaire Ion Țiriac, Patsy Cline who became Irina Loghin, Sonny Bono who became Mihai Constantinescu, etc.. Dracula myth, first enacted by Bela Lugosi, a Hungarian, was exploited. Because people do still believe in those sort of things and generally are disgustingly gullible and ignorant and have learnt to trust only their charismatic figures.

Iran had a somehow different path. Not part of the Ottoman Empire, they became Muslims in the 7th century and an independent power in region. However, they were taken over too. After a failed westernization, in 79 they started to become what we know of them today.

Monday, May 27, 2019

Europarlamentari 2019

Conform rezultatelor în momentul postării. Fiecare partid a avut 43 de candidați. Evident, nici unul nu spera la mai mult de 10-12. Poate doar Mircea Badea, care a sperat la vreo 15. Deci dincolo de 12 erau umplutură oricum. Înumulțind la fiecare partid procentajul obținut cu 43 aflăm numele celor aleși.

Lista PSD (Partidul Social Democrat) 43*0,23% = 10,06

PSD face parte din Grupul Alianței Progresiste a Socialiștilor și Democraților din Parlamentul European.
Rovana Plumb
Carmen-Gabriela Avram
Iulian-Claudiu Manda
Cristian-Vasile Terheș
Dan Nica
Maria Grapini
Tudor Ciuhodaru
Adrian-Dragoș Benea
Victor Negrescu
Andi-Lucian Cristea

Natalia-Elena Intotero
Maria-Gabriela Zoană
Bianca-Miruna Gavriliță
Emilian Pavel
Adriana-Doina Pană
Crina-Fiorela Chilat
Mariana-Carmelia Bălănică-Dragomir
Răzvan Popa
Luminița-Maria Jivan
Alin-Constantin Pavelescu
Ioan Augustin
Emil-Cătălin Grigore
Roxana-Natalia Pațurcă
Oana-Consuela Florea
Dragoș-Cristian Pui
Mihai-Ion Macaveiu
Tit-Liviu Brăiloiu
Petre-Florin Manole
Ion Voinea
Horia Grama
Alexandru Popa
Aida-Cristina Căruceru
Gheorghe-Bogdan Tomoiagă
Anca-Daniela Raiciu
Mitica-Marius Mărgărit
Nasi Calențaru
Cristina-Ionela Tărteață
Petru Moț
Luminița Țundrea
Emanuel Iacob
Mitică-Cătălin Unciuleanu
Bogdan-Gabriel Răducanu
Andrei-George Sima

Lista USR - PLUS (Alianța 2020 USR Plus) 43*0,213=9,159

Alianța 2020 USR - PLUS face parte din Grupul Partidului Popular European (Creștin Democrat).

Dacian Julien Cioloș
Cristian Ghinea
Dragoș-Nicolae Pîslaru
Clotilde-Marie-Brigitte Armand
Ioan-Dragoș Tudorache
Nicolae-Bogdănel Ștefănuț
Vlad-Marius Botoș
Ramona-Victoria Strugariu
Vlad-Dan Gheorghe

Alin-Cristian Mituța
Anamaria-Naomi Reniuț
Valeriu Ciolan Nicolae - retras de pe liste
Oana-Silvia Țoiu
Radu-Ionuț Ghelmez
Liviu-Sorin Iolu
Radu-Nicolae Mihaiu
Andrei-Cristian Ion - retras de pe liste
Ștefan Iulian Lorincz
Adriana Cristian
Oana Popescu - retrasă de pe liste
Camelia-Carmen Crișan
Anca-Raluca Majaru
George Țăranu
Ionuț-Bogdan Deleanu
Ștefan Pălărie
Silviu-Octavian Gurlui
Alexandre-Nicolas Grigorescu-Negri
Teodora Stoian
George Gima
Alexandru-Gabriel Vărzaru
Raluca-Elena Amariei
Gabriela-Maria Mirescu-Gruber
Miroslav-Valeriu Tașcu-Stavre
Cătălina-Teodora Sofron
Florin Andrei
Sorin-Dan Clinci
Iulian Crăciun
Emanuel-Ioan Stoica
Daniela Șerban
Octavian-Alexandru Berceanu
Mihaela-Ileana Nestor
Cristina-Ionela Iurișniți
Elena Uram

Lista PRO România 43*0,0661% = 2,623

Partidul PRO România face parte din Grupul Alianței Progresiste a Socialiștilor și Democraților din Parlamentul European + Grupul Conservatorilor și Reformiștilor Europeni.

Victor-Viorel Ponta
Corina Crețu
Mihai Tudose

Iurie Leancă
Geanina-Cristina Pușcașu
Gabriela-Maria Podașcă
Cristian Cosmin
Ioana-Maria Petrescu
Mihai-Răzvan Sturzu
Ionela-Mariana Danciu
Vasile Roman
Alexandru-Răzvan Cotovelea
Gabriel-Liviu Ispas
Augustin Jianu
Viorica Marincaș
Ștefana Zibileanu
Ion Stănulescu
Ciprian-George Ardelean
Liviu Harbuz
Răzvan-Aurel Mitu
Marius-Bogdan Ivan
Raluca-Nicoleta Haliț
Anca Elena Bălășoiu
Cătălin-Cosmin Olteanu
Nicolae-Marius Sanfirișca
Claudia-Marieta Ionescu
Ovidiu-Cristian Iane
Dumitru Goldbach
Anca-Ioana Stănișteanu
Claudiu-Aureliu Maniga
Nicolae Zaharia
Sigina-Anamaria Luca
Ioana-Andreea Dogeanu

Lista UDMR (Uniunea Democrată Maghiară din România) 43*0,0545=2,34

UDMR face parte din Grupul Partidului Popular European (Creştin Democrat).

Iuliu Winkler
Lorant-Gyorgy Vincze

Csilla Hegedus
Csongor Oltean
Csaba Sogor
Irina Elisabeta Kovacs
Attila-Zoltan Cseke
Erika Benko
Csaba Pataki
Zsombor Ambrus
Ildico Szocs
Petru Farago
Izabella-Agnes Ambrus
Maria Buzas-Fekete
Attila-Zoltan Csibi
Marta Mate
Gabor Kereskenyi
Dalma-Csilla Peto
Robert-Istvan Szilagyi
Margareta-Ildiko Tripon
Atilla-Lehel Decsei
Annamaria Bogya
Istvan-Balazs Birtalan
Vilmos-Tibor Meleg
Ida Magdolna Marina
Hunor-Jeno Andras
Laszlo Derzsi
Imelda Toaso
Anquetil-Karoly Kolcsar
Bela Bors
Emoke-Ibolya Kerekes
Botond Balazs
Robert Kiss
Hunor Makszem
Katalin-Eva Hudacsek
Lajos-Levente Papp
Orsolya Beres
Gabor Imre
Timea Orban
Geza Antal
Maria-Melinda Gorbai
Levente Eros
Hunor Kelemen

Lista PNL (Partidul Naţional Liberal) 43*0,2679=11.51

PNL face parte din Grupul Partidului Popular European (Creştin Democrat).

Ioan-Rareș Bogdan
Mircea-Gheorghe Hava
Siegfried Vasile Mureșan
Vasile Blaga
Adina-Ioana Valean
Daniel Buda
Dan-Ștefan Motreanu
Gheorghe Falcă
Cristian-Silviu Bușoi
Marian-Jean Marinescu
Gheorghe-Vlad Nistor

Mihai Țurcanu
Victoria-Violeta Alexandru
Ligia-Cecilia Popescu
Ana-Maria Dimitriu
Mădălin-Ady Teodosescu
Alexandru-Ciprian Epure
Ciprian Ciucu
Aleodor-Marian Frâncu
Claudia Benchescu
Adrian Dupu
Dragoș Soare
Tonel Palăr
Tudor Polak
Emanuel Soare
Marius-Dănuț Minea
Alexandru-Gabriel Șerban
Claudiu-Martin Chira
Alxandru-Marian Salup-Rusu
Ilie Aurelian Cotinescu
Cosmina-Giorgiana Neamțu
Alexandru-Ștefan Părduț
Costel Stanca
Gheorghe Firon
Cristina Chivu
Sorina-Cristina Marin
Daniel Grosu
Alexandru-Mihai Țoncu
Viorica Mihai
Adrian Tabarac
Larissa-Mariana-Paula Bîrsan
Ioan-Cristian Chirteș
Ioan-Marcel Vela

Lista ALDE (Partidul Alianţa Liberalilor și Democraților) 43*0.0424=1,8

ALDE face parte din Grupul Alianței Liberalilor și Democraților pentru Europa.

Norica Nicolai
Daniel-Constantin Barbu

Renate Weber
Ovidiu-Ioan Silaghi
Varujan Vosganian
Andrei-Dominic Gerea
Radu-Lucian Silaghi-Dumitrescu
Eusebiu-Manea Pistru-Popa
Horia-Victor Toma
Tudor-Tim Ionescu
Ștefan-Sorin Umbrărescu
Bogdan Ștefanachi
Ionel Muscalu
Robert-Iulian Hristea
Ovidiu-Marcel Sîrbu
Claudiu-Sorin Roșu-Mareș
Gabriel Daraban
Dorin-Octavian Corcheș
Iulian-Robert Tudorache
Christopher Raphael Nazaruk
Ioan-Bogdan Lazăr
Eduard Luca
Marian-Catălin Burcescu
Silviu-Mihai Cîrloganu
Constantin Voicu
Mihaela Hușanu
Ionuț Eduard Nuică
Alexandra-Raluca Roșca
Alexandru-Ștefan Deaconu
Daniela-Maria Kruppa
Dan-Nicolae Gherman
Bogdan Tănase
Lia-Ruxandra Ruscea
Alexandru Gurghian
Ștefan-Ioan Tiriteu
Andrei-Alexandru Badea
Virgil-Silviu Dima
Emilian-Marian Stoica
Oana-Alexandra Mina-Drăghici
Răzvan-Alexandru Bujac
Mihai Hanganu
Nicolae Pungă

Lista PRODEMO

Cătălin-Sorin Ivan
loana-Alexandra Picoș-Făgădaru
Cornel Radu-Loghin
Emilian-Aristidie Burdușel
Tudor-Bogdan Matei
Gabriel Dobraniș
Dumitru-Ionuț Moisa
Daniela-Cristina Mihalcea
Raul-Ștefăniță Dumitru
Elena-Valentina Panait
Roxana Dragomir
Samer Issa
Cosmin-Daniel Cărbunaru
Călin-Mihai Soare
Roxana-Alexandra Constantinescu
Lucian-Alexandru Manole
Virgil-Valentin Costache
Florin Socaci
Teodora Stănciulescu
Diana Hostiuc
Cătălin-Ionuț Croitoru
Paul-Mihai Pușcașu
Vlad Mincă-Todireanu
Mădălina-Emilia Hristea
Nicolae-Leonid Mârzan
Vasile-Constantin Alexandrescu

Lista PMP (Partidul Mișcarea Populară) 43*0,0566=2,34

PMP face parte din Grupul Partidului Popular European (Creştin Democrat).

Traian Băsescu
Eugen Tomac

Ioana-Felicia Constantin
Emil-Marius Pașcan
Simona-Maria Vlădica
Robert-Nicolae Turcescu
Teodora-Alexandra Desagă
Petru Movilă
Nicoleta-Cătălina Bozianu
Cornel-Cătălin Bulf
Severica-Rodica Covaciu
Vasile-Cristian Lungu
Clement Negruț
Silvia-Elisabeta Galben
Catalin-Lucian Iliescu
Costel Mihai
Cornel-Mircea Sămărtinean
Gabi Ionașcu
Ștefănel-Dan Marin
Viorel Botea
Gheorghe Baciu
Claudiu-Iorga Palaz
Ionuț-Mihai Popovici
Marian Andronache
Adrian-Mihăiță Todoran
Romulus-Doru Buhăescu
Bogdan Gavrilescu
Valentina-Gabriela Dobrotă
Rizia Tudorache
Mărioara Junjan
Ion Melinte
Ingrid-Sofia Hohr
Marian-Daniel Păloiu
Gheorghe Vasile
Francisc-Cristian Schuster
Liliana Nițu
Doina-Mihaela Demoor-Brate
Andrei Amariței
Nicolae Patru
Adrian-Alexandru Popan
Marius-Valentin Orha
Petre Popeangă
Felix-Patrick Florea

Lista PSR (Partidul Socialist Român)

Marin Badea
Violeta Mercea
Petrică Dima
Corneliu Riegler
Adrian-Manuel Dinu
Rodica-Dorina Roman
Gheorghiță Zbăganu
Carmen-Dorina Petroșel
Costică Zdrobiș
Remus-Florin Mănoiu
Marius Mihai Oprea
Teodor Caraș
Filofteia Scurtu
Samir-Vasile Oancă
Constantin-Liviu Sandu
Georgeta Giurea
Carmen-Mihaela Dan-Tudor
Ilie Rotaru
Maria-Nicoleta Neamțu
Paul Oana
Georgiana-Mihaela Uțanu
Nicolae Iosif
Mihaela-Denis Rotaru
Gabriela-Alice Dragomir
Ionela-Cristina Martin
Elena-Mădălina Țicleanu
Constantin Tănăse
Emil-Marian Nae

Lista PSDI (Partidul Social Democrat Independent)

Cornel-George Comșa
Carmen-Mariana Dăscălescu
Radu Stancu
Sergiu Plîngău
Vili Mihaela Constantin
Bogdan-Marius Ilie
Virgil Nicorescu
Mădădlina-Andreea Mustăreață
Răzvan Rotaru
Florin-Ștefan Vasile
Andrei-Răzvan Condurățeanu
Ana-Roxana Cîrdei
Tacob Pușcaș
Camelia-Viorica Enache
Vincențiu-Daniel Antonescu
Diana Olteanu
Adina Cristonia Răpan
Andreea-Luiza Strugariu
Daniela Știrbu
Bogdan-Mihai Spirea
Dănuț Costache
Cristian Drăgan
Adela Mihai
Alexandra Manole
Camelia Fuiorea
Sorin Antoniu Petrovici
Mariana-Cristina Spătaru
Cristin-Antonio Dumitru
Bianca-Maria Berchez
Paul-Alexandru Lăzărescu
Mirela-Tatiana Andrei
Tuliana Ivănăsciuc
Veronica Chiriță
Dalia Ciubucă
Gabriel-Roberto Vișan
Eugen-Victor Stănescu
Roxana-Gabriela Andrei
Andra-Camelia Rămulescu
Alexandra Eftimie
Oana-Andreea Dulgheru
Luminița Păsculescu
Andrei-Mădălin Cârstocea
Eugen Dincă

Lista PRU (Partidul România Unită)

Mihai-Bogdan Diaconu
Andrei-Laurențiu Piticaș
Florian Mirea-Diaconu
Dumitru Bădrăgan
Rudi Bugă
Ovidiu-Dumitru Zara
Răzvan-Iulian Ciortea
Ștefan Lungu
Ioan Constantinescu
Ionuț-Cristian Stuparu
Alexandru Hurjui
Sorin-Adrian Deac
Nelu Neacșu
Traian-Teo Onicel
Narcis-Viorel-Florin Someșfălean
Monica-Iulia Luchian
Ion lie
Ligia-Antoanetta Drulea
Aurel-Marian Stanciu-Lazăr
Constantin-Mirel State
Mihaela Bibicu
Șerban Andrei Buduleci
Mihaela Manolache
Bogdan-Florin Enache
Loredana Moroșan
Nicolae-Daniel Oțelea
Alexandru-Laurențiu Tănase
Emil Gheorghe Peptea
Florin-Lucian Florescu
Mihaela-Mădălina Mitrache

Lista UNPR (Uniunea Naţională pentru Progresul României)

Ilie Năstase
Anghel Iordănescu
Luminița-Pachel Adam
Claudiu-Ciprian Tănăsescu
Mircea Manolache
Constantin Tomescu
Gheorghe Bică
Apostol-Picu Roman
Laura Berbecaru
Ene Dinga
Gheorghe Popa
Titu Bojin
Stănuț-Constantin Tucan
Daniel Manolache
Neagu Murgu
Gheorghe-Iulian Ioniță
Dumitru-Iulian Popescu
Daniela Popa
Alexandru-Marius Tudor
Marius-Cosmin Marian
Vasile Șalaru
Mihai-Dan Banu
Florin Trosca
Andrei Popete Pătrașcu
Daniela-Andreea Nețoiu
Constantin-Alin Bucur
Daniel-Ion Popescu
Robert-Adrian Candoi-Savu
Liviu-Adrian Stoica
Nicușor-Valentin Stan
Vasilică Dinică
Dumitru Oprea
Ștefan-Marius Muscalu
Tiberiu Pleșu
Moise-Cornel Oancea
Viorel Matei
Silvia-Mihaela Nedelcu
Adișor-Sergiu Alexandru
Cristian Burețea
Mihail-Cristian Negulescu
Marga-Florența Niculae
Iulian Nedelcu
Daniel-Călin Lazăr

Lista BUN (Blocul Unităţii Naţionale)

Alexandru-Gabriel Vulpoiu
Costel Stanciu
Saveta Ionesi
Manuela Aciubotăriței
Ioan-Ștefan Zară
Florentina-Mariana Szabo
Tonel Veleat
Cristian Obreja
Codrianu-Alexandru Pentilescu
Lucian Valerian Zară
Sorin-Gheorghe-Dan Pleșu
Adriana-Gabriela Finica
Candidați independenți
Gregoriana Carmen Tudoran
George-Nicolae Simion
Peter Costea

Friday, January 4, 2019

Hungarian Names of Mesopotamian Origin

Mesopotamia. The place between rivers in Greek (potomas, river). Which sits on many waters as the Bible would say. At competition or in parallel with Egypt, both cradles of "civilization" as we know it. In both lands, regular floodings of rivers made possible first agricultural slave based economies of the world.

They had many gods. The name of their oldest of the newer generation, Dumuzid or god of shepherds, bears a strange resemblance with the Romanian name for God, or Dumnezeu. Dumuzid was married to Inanna/Ishtar who became Isis in Egypt and Rome, goddess of love, sex, politics and war.

There is a list in Wikipedia. But that list is not complete. There are many other sources on the web with lists and family trees of gods in Mesopotamia.

Also could the word onanism from the Bible be symbolically derived from the name Inanna, the older (Sumerian) name of Ishtar (Akkadian). As we all know, the followers of Ishtar had to go once a year and have paid sex with one of the priestesses in temples or with any of the other women who had to the same. 

"Herodotus, a Greek historian, wrote that every Babylonian woman had to attend the temple of Ishtar/Inanna and agree to sex with any male that asked her. Once she performed this ritual, the male visitor gave her money to donate to the temple. Scholars have called this sacred prostitution"

https://www.historyonthenet.com/sacred-marriage-and-sacred-prostitution-in-ancient-mesopotamia

Yesterday i found out, from that list, that Yahweh was a guest god in Mesopotamia. Who returned to Israel (Samaria) with his people. And a representation of Him. Also yesterday i found a wonderful modern representation of the Goddess on a commemorative plaque for two Hungarian scientists who BTW are so many, as their actors.

I have always been intrigued as why in today's Hungarian the word for God is Isten (pronounced Ishten). One can here the pronunciation clicking the little speaker icon in Google Translate.

There are also dictionaries on the web showing many resemblances of modern Hungarian with Sumerian.


For comparison, the most known ancient representation of Inanna. The clay tablets were mass produced using negative cylinders, an early form of Playboy? Does she have in the left hand some sort of ankh, as those known in Egypt or maybe in Ancient Australia? It also reminds me of another naked goddess of sex and war that sits on a demon.


A picture of a Hungarian musician named Eszter Balint


And here is one of the genealogic trees of Mesopotamian gods.

But why was i interested in this list? Because i once had a glimpse into it and i thought i recognized unmodified modern very common Hungarian names in it.

Some of them are. (List to be completed).

Bela from Bel of Babylon, "Bel", meaning "lord", who was a syncretization of Marduk, Enlil, and the dying god Dumuzid [god of shepherds]. (Dumnezeu is the name for God in Romanian. Older than Bel?). Also Balint, Balasz.

Birtalan - Birtum, an obscure minor god, the husband of the goddess Nungal

Emesz - Emesh is a farmer deity in the Sumerian poem Enlil Chooses the Farmer-God

Eniko - Enki god of water, knowledge (gestú), mischief, crafts (gašam), and creation (nudimmud)

Eszter (a very common woman's name in Hungary) of course we have a few deities, like Ishtar etc..

Gergely said for Gregory but linguistically could come from... Gilgamesh?

Geszti - Geshtinanna is the ancient Sumerian goddess of agriculture, fertility, and dream interpretation

Also Geza, a very common name in Hungary reminds of the city of pyramids but this time in Egypt.

Gyula - Gula (God of healers, interestingly there is also a city in southern Hungary at the border with Romania, also many Hungarians of Romanian origin are named so).

Isten (pronounced Ishten, name for Christian God in Hungarian) - Ishtar.

Kiss (pronounced kish) - Kish was an ancient tell (hill city) of Sumer in Mesopotamia. Also, Kishar the female principle, mother of Anu (Earth Mother Goddess). (Yes, as in Anunnaki).

Kinga - Kingu, guardian of the table of destiny

Lakatos - Lahamu, first-born daughter of Tiamat. (Also goddess Lakshmi, consort of Vishnu in Hinduism, via Buddhist Magars)

Magyarország is the name of Hungary in their native language. Hursag means lord in Sumerian. I think the name is a synthesis with a name of a people from a later migration to Hungary @year 900, that of Magars from Nepal (mercenaries of the silk road).

Orsolya - Girsu.

Further reading. https://www.google.com/search?q=hungarian+sumerian

Friday, June 23, 2017

What is Your Name?

I first fell in love when i was 5 i guess. She was standing with her aunt across the Street, at number 235 where i was living in the west area of Câmpulung. I remember she had thin legs and cute face with dark hair and blue eyes. German name, her father was a bus driver. I was always riding next to the driver in front of the bus and even before i was in school i knew what clutch and brakes are. They were 3 buses in town doing rounds every 20 minutes. Couldn't keep my eyes off of what drivers where doing. (My mother said i was riding the side of my cradle figuring a motorcycle imitating my father.) Figuring i was shifting gears, and especially hitting the gas pedal. But that is a different story. I was once at around 5 in a big milk cistern at a cooling station taking a ride back home from some relatives in the "country side" (they didn't have self refrigerating cisterns back then, don't know if they have them now). Country side Câmpulung itself is nothing but a 14 km or more (hence the name LOL) with farms and three industrial companies built by the communists including the milk powder factory across the street with the small airport finished by the Swiss in 1960, the year i was born. So i was alone in the cabin, the cistern started to move by itself backwards like on a slight grade and i knew i should have pressed the brakes, the pedal in middle but i was afraid of what the driver was going to say. And here he came running and stopped the cistern. Then i told him. Should i have pressed the brakes? And he made some big eyes towards me.

(But that big mustache on that always smiling round face of her father could have been Hungarian as well. Who would know back then when there was nothing like the internet today. She ended in Germany anyways, i saw her years later in a vacation driving around with a local guy in in a gold Datsun. I even got to talk to her and all i could ask her was about judo, if they had training places in Germany and she said she was actually going to some and i got literally blocked by her answer. Much shorter story).

I was classmate with her in the third grade at School Nr.3. Cause the other grades i spent in a different school, Nr.1 where i fell in love with a different girl.

I was 7 and it was instant or the first day of school of that September 1967. The area of the courtyard i was in with the boys, and she was in the area with the girls. Cause we instinctively separated.  I remember the blue color of  her uniform matching perfectly that of her eyes or the sky that day. (But i do have a separate memory of a  perfect September without her probably in the 4th grade when i came back from School Nr.3. All the kids with flowers in the first day of School, of many colors under a bright blue sky and a nice temperature.)

Don't tell me it's not possible. I was telling that myself for a long time and it's not true, i'm 56 now and there is no point in hiding. From myself or from others.

I remember all the other kids and i don't remember any of them being in that state. What was wrong with them? It was my only highlight of every day, for years or the happy part and reason of going to school.

I believe i was in the 5th or 6th when she fell ill with pneumonia. Another classmate was dragging me to her place "to keep her updated" with lessons and stuff. Those days they brought at school for us some white baldrics and we were wearing them over the dark blue uniforms figuring police-like agents guarding or guiding the smaller kids in traffic i don't know it seems crazy right now. In the third or fourth day i went in there i remember she looked very red at the face, talking slowly, could have been faked, i don't know, her mother came early from work and put her a thermometer and asked us what we were doing there and then we left.

I once met with her accidentally again in 5 or 6 while we both went to see a movie, an old movie something with ice-skating. We sat next to each other and i kept telling her i believe the ice is covered with water cause it was shining to uniformly. She was wearing a light blue nylon jacket. In the class we all had skates and where skating in the winter, at a different school where they could maintain a small rink on a basketball field i guess in open air with nice mercury lamps at corners.

Don't know how we got to talk this but i remember what she said.

In that summer just she told me literally "she would prefer to be friends with anybody else including the school's gypsy than me" (don't want to name the guy but she named him). In front of so many kids i never dared to talk to her alone ever again. And even if i did, after many years, i just could never find the right words.

Or the long hours spent at Cine-club, the after school kids club. Or other activities. Was i in the fourth grade when we went together with my mother, two instructors, others at a film festival for children in Sibiu, the town where Nicu Ceaușescu was in charge years after. Then and there in an evening we danced (I call it in my mind first and last dance with Mary-Jane cause that's whose her name or close).

Cause at the end if 5th i was sent to Hamburg, Germany for three weeks. I wrote about it in a post linked below. We also might have appeared together in short films or pictures who knows. Was it before when i was playing the accordion with the instructor and other kids from our school and other school in a small traditional orchestra when she told me some words of appreciation to which i never could answer. Why am i writing all these. It's not a very pleasant story and some might find details matching their own. Pretty sad all these i guess.

And the teacher at school. I believe she tried to hook us up right after i came from Germany. One summer afternoon she called us at school just me and her and some kids again from the "country side" and we played the kissing game, the one two kids stand back to back and turn their heads and if the direction matches they kiss but i missed. Later she told me she tried to tip me with her elbow but i didn't realize.

Also in summers we would go hiking in the mountains nearby with her, i remember one particular occasion in the 4th grade when after cooking a meal at a fire we separated, most kids went one direction, me and the teacher and two other girls from a different class in other, me carrying the tent that was pretty heavy, maybe 20 pounds and not feeling tired or even high.

Here come some interesting facts. Starting around 6th grade we had as math, drawing and class master teacher a woman who looked like Elizabeth Taylor. Among many other things, a Dame of the British Empire who might even not be dead cause i thought i saw her years after in a parking lot at Fred Meyer in Beaverton a couple o years ago. 8 March on 7th grade. Some kid at school came with the idea girls must be sprinkled with perfume. So all boys bought some cheap cologne and started sprinkling the girls. Can't remember exactly what happened but i remember feeling dizzy or high when i got home that day. One spring they were many (European) cockchafers. So many we could just pick them from the new asphalt side-walk near the furniture and milk powder factories as they were hitting again the newly installed mercury vapor lights. I gather a jar of them, can't remember what happened i think i fed them to the chickens in the yard.

They were some other kids in the area from other schools. Some of them kept telling me about the "dust of cantharidae" and its properties. I think i might have repeated it in front of others at school.

One early spring (we had a snow fight and built a snowman) some of the class went to a colleague, her bench-mate (we sat by two), early years a boy and a girl chosen by the teacher, later by our own choice, boy and boy and girl and girl. I just remembered in the first years she sat with a boy whose father i came recently to realize it resembled Kurt Waldheim, ex-president of Austria and Secretary of UN. So we went to that birthday party and all ate some cake. Don't know if it was the same spring when we sprinkled cologne on girls. Or the same (7th grade) when the boys all went to some brand new metal shop in a brand new Silviculture (specialty) High School and learned how to and built a compass and a square out of 5 mm sheet metal (real, functional, in three weeks). But i remember i was in hospital with hepatitis, probably in the spring of same 7th grade when i found out both parents of that birthday girl, her bench-mate, died in a fire while trying to seal their basement with hot asphalt.

I remember that teacher resembling Liz Taylor, Mme Șuhani (pronounced shoo-hunny) during drawing classes she would walk silent (during math classes she would always read from a big book and in those years Liz made an(other) horrible movie in Italy so we know at least she was there and probably learned some basic Italian which is closest related to Romanian in pronunciation, lexis and grammar. So she would walk and stop particularly near a bench when one of the kids with some drawing skills was drawing more interesting stuff than all the others. Years later i saw the same drawing style in the video-clip of the band AHA, Take On Me, together with an identical looking girl, together with here mother, the one serving at that coffee shop.

(My father had a motorcycle, a 350 cc Czechoslovakia made Jawa, red and he would let me ride it at the airport, near the milk factory, for hours, while he was fishing in the river nearby, since i was 10).

Was in that year of the 7th grade when she would come to school looking really sick and tired, with big brown bags under her eyes?

Years later, after High School, i went one evening with many of the old class mate in her house, a duplex, where she had her own room upstairs. We were all waiting the results of the admission test in faculties. Got mine the next day after a drive with my father at Iași.

But it was at the end of grade school my friend and neighbor told me he was at her place upstairs at nights though i did not believe him.

Right at the end of the 7th grade we were all three alone in the class. Her, me and our colleague Ilie Ceapă. His name means onion in Romanian but it was a Jewish-Hungarian name, Csapo i guess now. He was about the same size, height and weight, both kinda big for our age, almost like adults. We had more than one fight but that day he took a piece of wood from a bench, pretty heavy and tried to hit me in the head, in front of her. I raised my hand and defended myself with the price of a bump on my arm.

Several years later i saw him in a vacation from High School in down-town Câmpulung. He was looking yellow-green in color and showed us a big scar across his belly from recent liver surgery. They were whispering he has beaten by the (communist alright) Police while he was trying to still from the market place for his drinks. He said he cannot drink anymore but weeks or month later i heard he died after trying to have one more shot at a pub (though he was still minor). Her sister came and asked me to take some pictures at the funeral, my grandpa died earlier and he was the photographer of that remote area of town and i went and shut a couple of films, many pictures, and my neighbor and friend pulled one of the films with most pictures out of a camera and destroyed it and i got only a few left which i think i have her.

I remember at the end of the eighth grade a teacher asked us where we wanna go for high school. She said at the Informatics in Cluj and i wanted a professional 3 years school for learning a trade at the closest (telephony) professional school. Then the teacher went mad and told me if me the second best in grades after her would go to a professional school then who would go to a High School, and convinced me in an authoritative phrase like allays then to go to a specialty High School and i chose to go to Iași and the only reason was i wanted to get separated from her cause i could not stand her not paying any attention to me ever.

She went at Cluj and i went at Iași and she didn't take the admission test because she missed a sign in a formula and i did (barely).

I met with her again me in the first year in faculty at Iași, me at Mechanics and her in the second at Computers. Again i got blocked and could not talk anything meaningful to her. Was then when i saw posters put by other students with John Lennon's death. Now i realize she might just have been there for a short scene. A couple more accidental encounters during faculty. Could it be she was not there at all.

1990, the year after revolution. After trying to do what i thought was leading the CAD department at IMU i left as i realized there was no future in doing that in Romania. I went at my wife's company in the IT department so i could do programming which i came to love in accounting and payroll. But there there was again someone who might have been her. I only once had a vague feeling but i was sure she was working in a different city in Romania, in fact i once called her on the phone and talked to her, briefly (first thing i did after i first installed a phone, with much interventions, and that was before 89). But now i remember going to at least one party and at least one time at her place when i met her boyfriend who was looking exactly like the guy from the video AHA, though her not, anymore.

2008. Could it have been her at the entrance of Greenway Park in Beaverton, as sister of Cristina, Angela's friend and ex co-worker, the one who look like Maia Morgenstern? Looking kinda old, she had a compassionate look for Angela and nothing, or barely hidden hate for me.

Around the same year i started to do my first nostalgic searches on the web. I found her as webmaster of a web site of a military aviation school in Romania, where supposedly Nicu Ceaușescu took his flight training. Later i found out the commander of that flight school died with many others including his girlfriend in a crash trying to take of carrying paratroopers in an overloaded AN2 plane during a show. (Days earlier i saw a plane of that type during a trip on Columbia river, before a 4th of July). A big and very slow one engine plane you could not have missed flying over Columbia, i found about the next day in the news what it was.

In the picture first or second grade, me at the left of the teacher with white collar, her at the teacher's right shoulder. The guy who might have been Kurt Waldheim's son first row at the left. The guy who did the drawings who inspired that clip, second from right, smiling. Could the teacher herself might have been Claudia Cardinale. My friend and neighbor, third from left upper, could he be now Mircea Baniciu. Ilie Ceapă could be third from right upper row. I think this picture was done by my adopting grandfather.

Original building of the school. The last 2 or 3 grades we moved to a different building acrross the then new spinning mill down the street. The School name is after his then principal Teodor Darie, who looked much like the Austrian actor Karlheinz Böhm. New building and old available to see on google maps.
Me in that glorious September with flowers and blue sky when starting 4th grade looking a bit confused after having to move back from School Nr.3 to 1.

The house we moved back from downtown. Totally different fence, siding and roofing, the annexes have been rebuilt and there are more in the back. https://goo.gl/maps/UMmF8Vufhqn Also her house, about 1.2 km east from where i lived. The room upstairs with the open window https://goo.gl/maps/UDNjuJvGEgk
The girl whose parents might have died in that fire at the left. This picture have been done by the guy who looked like Polanski.

The success story of Bunty Bailey. (Bounty of Bela (sau de belea pe românește)).
And the follow ups. Is that the AKAI boombox they brought at one of those parties in 1990?


https://www.google.com/search?q=czechoslovakia+jawa+350+red

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/07/c-i-s-v.html

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2014/06/polanski-tate-postelnicu.html

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/06/bette-davis-eyes.html

https://www.google.com/search?q=aha+video&source=lnms&tbm=isch

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2013/04/manafu-si-chinezu.html

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2014/10/tehnoton.html

https://www.google.com/search?q=bunty+bailey+90s&source=lnms&tbm=isch

https://www.google.com/search?q=constanta+parasutisti+an2+morti+comandant+boboc

And the first reaction from KGW8 (not KG8W), less than 24 hours. Sorry for the quality of the picture, it was the last seconds of her time slice when i took it and the camera and i was not prepared.