November 24

10:05 Don't know if i can include the cyclicity of the seasons (given by the Earth's rotation around the Sun) in an explanation about Amaterasu's myth but November 23 is close enough to the winter solstice, at December 21 when daylight time starts to increase again.

But by reading the above linked article i figured other important things.

In the myth, the birth of music and shamanic dance is attributed to the temporary missing of the goddess, when daylight disappeared. In contemporary music, there are numerous examples of songs speaking of that, and comes to mind the verses "she got down but she never got tight/she's gonna make it through the night" from Blinded by the Light by Manfred Man.

Music and dance are now so ubiquitous in media and we never take the time to stop and think. How was life before the century of the lights? When it all started? The Renaissance? One thing we don't recognize. The shamanism of dance and music that surrounds our lives nowadays. And we all seem to ignore the source.

Modern music seems to have taken these days the role of a (shamanic) teacher, instructing us all the time (against the old order) with words repeating obsessively over and over. Having in mind another influential song by Pink Floyd.

Calculated deception and use of force for our good. Taking matters into own hands. Extrajudicial justice. Devine trickery. The Book of  Ninja (Bansenshukai) is full of it. But also comes to mind Maya, the world of illusions or mother of Buddha, which is part of Buddhism. Could it be the reason of the happy marriage in Japan between Buddhism and Shintoism, which seems to be a term linguistically derived from "Hinduism".

Own cave. Could this be the (Devine) model for Hikikomori? There are millions of young Japanese people who retreated in their own room, some for years. They also call it "social withdrawing". Though i suspect some of them are secretly enrolled in ninja training and Japan not having more hikikomori as percentage of the total population than any country.

I did that once. Been in the apartment for months if not one or two years, never going out. Angela had to go alone to buy groceries. In a year or two my body started to atrophy. Gained more and more weight.

One day it snowed a lot (like it happens once or twice a year in Oregon). I mean, one foot of snow and i ran out of cigarettes' and Angela could not drive to 7-11 with the Nissan.

I went outside, i was high all the time during that time though not realizing. I tried to put chains on the rear wheels of the truck, the chain on one wheel got entangled, i broke the truck. So i had to walk the half mile to 7-11. But after walking for like 5 minutes in the snow i realized i cannot walk no more. Me who when i was young i was walking 30 km or more in one day on the trails in the mountains surrounding the city i was born and lived until 14 or during vacations until 18.

In that evening i went outside to take pictures with the snow, again, the same difficulty moving around the complex.

So it cannot be. Those people will atrophy and not be able to do anything anymore in a year or so. I mean, some of them could be real, like in any country, and others using this as an opportunity.

But it has gotten out of control. For decades after the appearance of radio and television people accepted those as carrying new, unheard of before forms of speech and entertainement. More and more allusive, then with more and more sexual content, to the point one simply cannot listen to them anymore. How many curse words in a song by Doja Cat?

They for as long as i can remember used a lot a type of figurative speech when the singer speaks at first person actually casting attributes to another together with obsessively, bullying appellative "baby" that nowadays has turn into "b...h" and "ho" (Doja Cat, Doechii) in extraordinarily offensive songs.

Paint the Town Red has been on tops since release, with of course the help of all DJs in the world cause actually i and probably many others don't find that song so appealing to be played like 20 times a day on a hip-hop local station. Actually i ignored it for a long time though i was listening to it while driving and it came to my attention by chance.

Will people ever start to realize this is not western culture anymore but pieces of Amaterasu's mirror that shattered and covered the whole world?

They own most everything in the US. Though the graphs shows other countries "as well", their are present with finances in those countries as well. .7 trillions direct investment in US in 2021, must have been one trillion in 2023. It's all the money American pay for cars and other goods. Now they are pushing their singers disguised as Latinos and/or Blacks with their media networks in our ears.

11:42 Bullied by Republic Services.

I was writing the above when the thunder of the garbage truck started. I ran to the bin to pull the old garbage sacks from under only to see the bin being set again on top of those. And BTW there is a new one but fortunately was not covered yet.

I tried to talk to the driver and he said "why don't we do this next week" and i told him "i don't know if i can be that fast or even present" and then i asked him kindly "if he could do us all a favor and pull those two bags next week from under the bin (when he lifts it)" and he said "i should talk to the management and have the maintenance team be there to do that".

Then i told him i cannot tell the management what to do (i actually don't believe this is my job) and then he said "i see were you're coming from" and shut the cabin's door and now i feel guilt for even asking him that.

Wondering. Is there any procedure he has to follow or just continue to put the bin over old rotting garbage sacks.

12:08 I was driving yesterday to Grande Ronde on 18 around 5 PM. I think it was just before McMinville on the variant when i saw some flashing lights in the mirror. I was planning to pull as soon as those get closer, however they got closer much sooner than expected. It was dark enough not to see  the outer margin of the shoulder or the beginning of the ditch so like many times before, about one ft of my car remained in the lane.

Right in that fraction of a second i saw 3 State Police cars literally flying by. I think they had more than 100 mph. First one was far enough but second almost shaved my car. I haven't seen those again and haven't seen anything further down the road and i know State Police only have jurisdiction on freeways, or outside cities and towns.

12:22 Before that. Yesterday afternoon i added two more hundred milliliters of ATF in my car. I went for a test drive and yes, that was the case. I was low in ATF and the car was now shifting much better.

But it was like that since i got the car. I remember i saw on the plastic panel under the transmission and engine a pink gel. Is this what ATF turns into after a while?  Though there was no leak, then and later.

Obviously had to bend over to do that. But there was no one behind me.

Soon after i did that went to take the garbage and saw yet another trail of litter dust coming from the same place and going to the bin. I immediately went and grabbed the broom but several cars already passed over, milling those beads. I swept what i could, however i inhaled some of the dust. It was this choice. Let it there and slowly inhaling the dust over several days or sweep it and only inhale some once.

However it was not without consequences. Hours later i started to have weird daydreams, almost hallucinations when i was trying to sleep in the car. (Then i tried to drink from a broken plastic glass and spilled the drink on me. Then i had to rain inside with my pants wet because i had an urge to go out).

Thing is we were both under influence of that dust, for about a week. Angela was really mad these days.

12:32 Yesterday i first drove to Lincoln City. I was planning to hang around while Angela plays there. But i came 5 minutes earlier to the meeting point where i was supposed to pick her at 7:15. Tried to call but like last time her phone (we turned both phones on for a short time) wouldn't work inside  the casino. 2 minutes after, or at 7:12 a Security SUV came by. I was at the very edge of their property and not sure if inside or out.

However i was on the outer side of the street that supposedly is the border. The Security SUV entered the parking lot of the building of the Commission across the street and then left. However i left too and i could finally talk to her as she got out. She had to climb about 100 ft to the place i was cause i did not want to take a chance. Last time i talked to those guys they said i would be arrested if i come again on their property.

Question. Why there are not signs showing that your are on a private property, gates of fences? Is 4th street a public or a private road? How can i find out?

3:02 Ok i found something. I don't believe 4th St. is included in any of the properties. It is a bunch of properties belonging to the Confederation but i don't believe it is even a reservation. Unless the whole Lincoln City is.

But they don't need to be a reservation. Anywhere they act, the tribes are not taxed. Further research. What is the legal definition of a tribe, and how many members are left in Lincoln City and surrounding areas.

4:38 When the came today to empty the bins mold and bacteria from bins spread into the leaves. Because the leaves, in some areas up to 18 inches deep or tall or whatever are wet under. Some have tiny bubbles of bacterial growth.

That's why i found myself out of breath especially after Angela went to Walmart. Cause our digestive enzymes combined spread with opening of the esophagus/stomach or lower esophageal sphincter (the so called hiatal hernia) fight better the spores in the air.

Here came this matured tall guy with a goatee and two dogs (after children yelling like possessed by a mischievous kami) and chose to stop to get a better view of me from behind exactly when i was about to bend to fill a laundry basket. That would be basis for a later retaliation bending over which synced with some other stuff like noises, will make me sick for a half day.

6:33 Yeah i'm almost done with the leaves. I almost filled a whole bin. Yes the bin that sits on top of bags with old garbage, in a position where not many people throw their garbage on (it never gets filled, not even half of it). But the leaves are very loose, if enough people throw garbage over they will give in and pack. No evil done. BTW the person who used to throw blue doggy bags next to the bin now turned to pink.

John 14:6 "I am the truth" vs IN VINO VERITAS. Can a sinner tell the truth, on occasions? Do you have to be a martyr to give a good advise?

In Shintoism and Hinduism "there are no absolutes" like good and evil, each kami or devi is a mixture of them just like humans. Kali (the demon god, the fierce mother, the fury of Durga, the feminine counterpart of Shiva) kills (destroys) all evil doers etc. She was born enraged and even rebelled against her husband, Shiva.

8:10 PM. 817 DEU is the LPN of a GM black SUV that was parked next to the bin tonight. I saw that before but  never made the link. I longtime suspected the old man who dresses like a clown or homeless (suggesting modesty) is some religious figure from Romania.

After i caught my breath and wrote a bit in here i went to finish. They were two big piles that i squeezed in three laundry baskets and i grabbed a round piece of wood the size of a basketball bat to make more room in the bin.

A very thick smoke and the woman at 4 talks again in the balcony.

While i was trying to pack the leaves with the big stick a blond guy who lives with the old man came and threw provocatively from a distance 3 improvised doggy bags and one of them almost landed on my head, one next to the bin, saying something and then he left. BTW some people threw a few bags and now the bin smells like dog poop.

So bad it got into my clothes together in the parking lot.

All these happened after picking leaves for 2 hours with no one around and then spending one hour inside. Which means they were all celebrating their holiday which now i'm sure they believe in and had to call them over. Sorry guys for disrupting.

8:22 Here is a typical example of bending over. In an empty parking lot during a holiday, this woman stopped at a stop sign, got out of the car in a place she was not supposed to, even though there was no traffic, went on the right side and did something for at least a minutes so i had the time and opportunity.

From that distance it is also less offensive to viewers. The stress was provided within a minute by a cop who was patrolling the area, stopping at every shop. Yeah i was at the Mud Bay next to Michaels.

9:18 Mi-am zis eu mie însumi. Cu prima ocazie când gătesc orez fac o poză. Cel mai simplu lucru de gătit. 2 căni și jumătate apă, una cu vârf orez. După ce fierbe apa, pun orezul, amestec o singură dată, dau la foarte mic, pun capacul și urmăresc să bolborosească nu prea tare după care pun timer-ul la 12 minute când opresc aragazul și îl mai las să stea să tragă toată apa dacă mai are.

Se poate adăuga și lapte, zahăr, la sfârșit, când e fiert.

Total timp de lucru, 5 minute, timp total, 20. Da știu capacul e de la altceva, puțin mai mare, are mânerul rupt dar așa cu ele cum le vedeți am făcut eu mult orez.

10:38 I knew the smoke outside does not come from a wildfire, by the smell. It took many hours for the smoke to get here, 13 miles away in the wind's direction.

November 4th

12:00 Hostile. We just came home and i opened the sliding glass door to air cause there is a mixture of ozone and dog s...t smell in here. Or Dimethyl sulfide the same. Within seconds an exhaust started to purr, just to shake dust from walls and attic. Like they always do lately. I remember the Thule Roof Box on the truck that passed me on 125 when we left.

Basically all the people around, in the complex, on the roads are involved. But i won't try to remember and write down everything that happened on the road on my way to Spirit Mountain. We left early under Angela's protest cause at those hours the machines were very tight. Had some fish and chips and in there i have to mention a few people that were making noises to the point i almost chocked. A short episode of dysphagia though it's hard with freshly deep fried fish and chips. Then we spent all the money and left.

But about half hour before that. We went back to the old non smoking area (now the whole casino is non smoking) and tonight wildfire smoke entered the heating and cooling system and there was a live band made of three people on the podium there. A Black guy with some Asian was singing Green Green Grass of Home. At which point i "half sat on a chair" and fell together with the chair on the floor in slow motion.

I thought it was the same old reflex from practicing Judo falls learned from a book when i was a kid. I think i stopped at the throws when i fell from a tree and tried to do a fall and hit a rock with my left elbow and that got me into two surgeries, a screw attached and only 60% percent mobility left in that elbow which i believe was done in purpose by the surgeon so when i sit or even sometimes when i walk i keep my hand bent and sort of like in front of my pants if you know what i mean.

And yes we were practicing the falls (me and other kids and even a couple of mature people) in the grass on top of soft soil. Without much confidence because we didn't know if we got it right just by using that book. I remembered that right before i hit the floor however it came out more like an Aikido half roll, unextended right arm first. Something i learned subcontiously while watching a video? Nothing broken, despite my age and weight (over 200 lbs).

Within seconds an Asian guy with blue shirt came and aggressively offered to call medical help which i declined until i got so pissed i forgot to look closer at that chair.

I know those chairs well (i've been there for years, remember) and i sat on them in every imaginable way. A few minutes later i went to look but that particular chair was taken and no matter how much i tried with another similar one, i could not loose balance or "tip the center of gravity".

When about to leave, Angela stopped at the restroom next to smoker's room entrance and i was waiting and saw a group of about 1000 people passing on that hall coming from the hotel towards the casino. Of which some of them i saw earlier inside the playing area.

Somehow Angela got outside and didn't see her and we met there. But then when i tried to leave, the warning sign for the lights came back on (it was on this morning when Angela went to work, then off when she came back and when i drive in there), so she bought a bulb from NAPA on her way home.

When we left the casino i was feeling "stoned" and i remember i felt earlier vaping smell in the main non smoking area and i wonder if that smoke present inside was not mixed with something.

So tried to replace the bulb it in the parking lot (and security came promptly offering a jump start) but when i tried to pull the old bulb from the connector, the light came on (yes it was on).

Trying to drive back home. Had trouble seeing the lane marks under the rain, both of us. Even on newly paved areas. In the two intersections in McMinville near the hospital he lights are always red though there is no traffic in the crossing direction. Trying to get used of the car's new way of shifting after i added 200 ml fluid in the transmission (after let all the surplus flow out last summer).

Getting better while closer but in Tualatin there is an area on Tualatin Sherwood near downtown where there are no lane lines or reflecting pads or nothing) and now i'm almost cleared of whatever i drank (soda from the soda machines) and breathed (wildfire smoke mixed with something). Nothing hurts in the orthopedics line. Congested nose like most of the times, trying to breath on mouth.

1:24 I know what happened. It was not the chair, it was the floor. When i sit on a chair in the casino many times the chair moves under me on the soft floor when people pass buy. Must have been an irregularity or weakening of the floor. But given the synchronization with what the band was playing, i don't believe it was random.

First or second row of machines on the left after passing the new women's restroom after coming from main entrance.

I remember minutes earlier i sat at a machine, got up and did not set the chair back in position (because of being tired, high and a bit confused). They were two attendants that ran at the chair and put it right, again within seconds.

2:00 I was sipping some tea (after i ate) and a door got slammed in the distance and i chocked... on tea, and now can't stop coughing.

It's 1:25 AM and the robot upstairs is squeaking in the rhythm of my thoughts when i curse the Jeeps in my mind.

September 29

 2:40 Can't find right now but i'm sure i wrote somewhere before about this. Should have put this before what i wrote yesterday about my trip to Romania cause it occurred first. It's all a mess. Both in my mind and in reality.

On an early morning in January 12 2004, just before i went to Romania i was smoking in the balcony in the dark, they were these landscape maintenance guys making a big noise and all of a sudden i started to feel an almost unbearable pain in both my hands. I called Angela who was at work and she took me to the ER at Providence St.Vincent..

There came the doctor. A guy who looked like Dan McCafferty. Under the pretext of doing a physical examination he stretched both my sexual organs to the point i think he broke some blood vessels or even performed a crude non surgical vasectomy.

For months after that i had to wear several undies because the area was getting very cold due to poor circulation. In the same night i was taken to Woodland Park Hospital which was empty. I slept one night in there. I was the only patient in the hospital period. They were only a couple of therapists there i knew since 2002/2003 stay. One of them took me on a different area of the hospital that was empty as well except for an X-ray technician where i was asked to raise hands above head while they took an X-ray of my torso.

Soon after it was lunch time and that they gave me to eat some pasta and after that i had the most terrible episode of diarrhea of my life. The whole hospital floor was smelling for one hour like hell after that. Then they discharged me saying they do not treat medical conditions, only psychiatric

Even after i went to Romania i was cold in that area as it lasted for several month but a vague pain that at times gets worse remain to this day (love hurts) and the infections i get nowadays may be related to that because circulation getting poorer with age and the area being damaged.

3:23 However. To make a long story short. it is possible they reverted some of that damage during my stay at the Bichat hospital in Paris later that year where i checked due to intense legs pain following riding a bus for days. But that pain was sciatic in nature and got fixed after only one chiropractic manipulation back in the US i think in 2006.

There, i slept about 4 hours with an IV in my hand and i suspected they did at least a laser procedure on my eyes without telling me because i had trouble reading the next couple of days. Though i do well with glasses for reading (1.25, no prescription), to this day i never needed glasses for long distance.

That, following an encounter with then future President Sarkozy, acting as a doctor at the military hospital in Metz where i checked after i got off the bus (Atlasib) due to both leg pains and ear pains i developed during the same bus trip. From there i took the train to Paris, which was stopped on a field for about half hour when close to Paris. When i got in Paris, there was this freaky wind on the streets around Gare du Nord.

I would not lie about the purpose of my trip. I knew medical insurance was mandatory for any travel to France so i paid for one together with my ticket, thinking i would check into a hospital there for some reason so they could check me up entirely. Decent doctors and hospitals that is. I also had my Cigna insurance from the US that had some coverage for travels abroad. It was what they call nowadays a "medical tourism".

I met with him again while i was working at that gas station in Beaverton, when he came with a big black SUV to fill up and i heard him speaking French on the phone and spoke with him a little, not knowing who he was.

4:00 Though is 55 degrees outside and 72 inside, with no heating, there is a fan inside the apartment next to ours that runs at night and vibrates everything pretty badly, probably to jam the possible environmental listening further in the building.

10:15 Woke up, changed my patches which BTW, worked really well, i'm almost out of it, i get faint squeaks only from upstairs, like someone gently pressing the floor with one foot than another. Why is so different every day?

The confirmation antibiotics patches, even improvised, without "needles", work. The closer to affected area, the better. My both legs that turned almost black in some areas get whiter and whiter with now almost normal after every course of which i did several this year. Pains localized in almost all bursae areas are now finally almost gone. One or two more days and it's over. For a while until they came back with this environment with wet fiberboard floor.

I also took a very hot bath last night in the very small tub, that could work only for children, i can either fit my legs or my torso with legs on the wall in there, (LOL, i remember what Jane Fonda said each time i do this, though i can't put them behind my neck, never could), the water in the heating tank gets cold by the time they tub is filled, it's very tricky i heated before one more big pot on the stove, and my big fat belly never fits in the water, but i did it and heated up my bum and that helped a lot.

At a certain time i managed to submerge my head in the water with legs way up high on the opposite wall and i heard my heart beating though the water and i thought it sounded weird and gathered all my courage and put the stethoscope on my chest after getting out of there which i didn't in quite a while and could not hear any murmur or split sound however it was beating fast and lately i get high blood pressure because of constant squeaks upstairs that seem to follow my brainwaves. The pressure goes down almost to normal like if i stay half hour or one hour inside ER when it's almost perfect silence (except for sometimes slammed door and voiced there).

But imagine this. After 28 years and all that happened Angela still has to work 9 to 5 5 to 4 like she does today sometimes Saturdays or up to 60 hours a week like last week. But in the mean time i do my homework too.

After i wrote the above entry and my brain got in "full gear" though i'm not fully awake (diabetes) the squeaks upstairs intensify, especially when i get emotional just by remembering stuff.

I don't have any specialized software, i don't have "diddly squat", it took me a minute to save and upload the last squeaks that really got me mad, one more minute time to grab the link and put it here in which "she" took off, like they often do. Now i'm finally all alone here in this part of the building. However, mad, cause she squared me in the kitchen area when i was eating.

11:40 Yeah i went to pick some "colitas" and when i was done the short woman with the huge gray dog with white spots came while i was leaving and she put an arrogant, intrigued though pitiful face (building D), like "what i was doing" while the huge hound raised a leg and started peeing on a fence. Now i got to get back to see if she picked.

So it was him the guy who passed dressed in full military suit and saluted one of the two therapists (the blond one) while i was discharged in January 2003 after the second stay at Woodland Park. From there i was taken to Ryles Center, now closed.

1:47 While i was using my walk on the streets, a number of women with dogs doing memes of Alexa made me smile.

These flowers are supposed to be blue, right? No, it's not the camera, this is how i saw them in reality too. Could it be the 500 shades of gray of the Oregon autumn clouds? High altitude haze?

Today i saw the sign. But i had to wait until a sassy quite hot blond woman with a dog cleared the area.

September 24

10:44 To those who tried to help me last night. It worked a little, thank you. But it's not a permanent fix. Still got a number of questions on the subject. I was determined to find a site that offers free fish eye transformations, i found one but i have to sign up and put a card number and it's free only three days. And then my motivation got softened and then nullified by the entities upstairs.

One thing is sure. This summer encounter had an intense positive effect on me especially during last few weeks. I started to communicate better on the blog, focus, to figure things at a much higher rate, even try to defend myself from the bully. It feels like i'm coming back to life after a long hibernation. In fact, i forgot i can feel that way. That's why i'm so afraid of loosing it.


Upstairs. Ever since i woke up it just sits in there in one place and do little squeaks. I don't know how to describe it but best would be it somehow it taps into my brain and do that every time a tiny emotion is being released. Or better said, when i have this urge to communicate with someone about those subjects. But why i also have the urge not to talk about. Like a little secret. Is my subconscious happy to at least  communicate with someone no matter how.

Their reaction is almost instantaneous and i tend to believe is not human. But they have to do it while humans are present otherwise it would be really weird.

Of course i get all kinda of emotional reactions in my mind when i read news. It is what triggers to write back. The more intense the reactions the more intense the squeaks. And if i go over a certain limit then it starts walking and marching etc. making sounds comparable with thunder or stronger, matching my emotions. 

In the end i get into a state of total dissatisfaction. Like if somebody would try and deny you a physiological urge.

Anybody can please tell me what is this?

Over the years i tried to guess. Shin shin shin gan, vibrational electric or primordial impulse form of telepathy turned into bullying that manifests only emotionally, name it. Or simply some type technologically assisted bullying. But why somebody can afford to do this as a permanent job (in this case, two persons of which one is here all the time) and most important. Who are these guys and why are doing this.

Punishment or suppression of using this atavism, this ancient form of communication that somehow got awakened in me through yoga during high school?

I remember this when it first happened, in January 1996 i ended up been awake, not eating or drinking water for a week and then in the ER at the hospital in Vancouver they put me in a bed next to a woman who gave birth. They brought me some food but no water and then in the psychiatric ward at the other end of the town they gave me an ativan with a little water and i slept 12 hours. I continued drinking too little water in the hospital. It took weeks to re hydrate time in which i was feeling like paralyzed.

All described above are clearly true crimes, torture is not affected by statutes of limitations, Hilary Clinton acting as attorney Janet Anderson, Chris Mathews acting as attorney James Mayhew, Christiane Amanpour acting as a police officer, ER doctor, dr.Augusto Pro_ano, Dan Costan, Nelu Ciorba, Vlaicu, John Mladin, others are all involved, they all saw me during the time i was not sleeping and also hallucinating.

The whole story repeated while i was working at Epson in 1997.

As for invasion of privacy, sleep deprivation as a form of torture, polluting, coercing, that are continuing to the present, are also crimes. Any low enforcement agency, can they read this?

11:23 They left as i was writing about them. That happened before. That functionality has been taken over by other less convenient ways from their part. Slamming doors in the parking lot. Slamming the garbage bin. Car alarms and beeps. Soon there will be modified exhausts, etc.. Short or longer bursts of water in pipes. Now feeling the tiny bathroom tub or something. Something that didn't happen in months.

Now all i have to do is go and explore my environment for pollutants.

11:32 First reaction to a reaction. Amidst everything that happened here this morning and all the stuff i got to read before i got pissed off, one thing got stuck in my brain that is annoyingly related to what i wrote a few days ago. A form of suppressing information through superseding. Yeah i know the term brutărie for bakery is a linguistic accident in Romania. Pretty much like grocery in English.

(And the fact that every person who learned several languages becomes involuntarily a linguist and every person who is permanently bullied becomes a psychologist.)

11:45 Now it's all quiet. It happens when i successfully turn the attention to them.

11:54 But when i opened the back sliding door first thing i saw was this 19 year old Japanese actress posing as a 13 years wearing shorts and flashing me in a model position in her balcony and then walking in the yard like on a catwalk.

12:04 Now i hear the first exhaust of the day. Many will follow. Yeah i just listened to it. Nothing came out in the recording, frequency is too low for these mics.

12:18 I opened the door again, i felt smoke smell and saw the familiar mound on the right of my patio while i also feel dog poop smell. Her balcony is on the right.

I intentionally raised the camera to catch the balcony where she shows (on the left). Yes i've been thinking many times of taking a picture of her but i usually don't as it could get very complicated. However one day day this guy came and threatened me. "If you take a picture of my little sister i will kill you!" he said. Yes she looks like her too. Then they both died and later they both got back to life.

i don't know the exact moment when my day started to turn into something else but i feel like it's already been screwed up and it's only noon. BTW, i think i can have a drink now though my stomach, esophagus, pancreas, whatever it's hurting down there they all beg to differ and are opting out.

Also there is one week of dark weather again. It Oregon when it rains clouds get very low and it gets this dark. 

1:25 I am not trying to seduce you Nicu Ceaușesu. Is that a sued leather jacket? I had one like that just before i started college. A rare item in those days in Romania in a store in Câmpulung, like waiting for me in the day i got payed and didn't even really liked it but it seemed the only choice. Had boots to mach.

That summer i worked at the factory across the street and bought a few things. Got my first Levis jeans but when i washed them first time in the dorm in college they turned purple. I payed a one month salary for those from a guy who worked on a ship or something. Either counterfeit or someone added something in the detergent.

All Asians look the same. In this video Sir Elton looked a bit like him.

3:15 When you start becoming a minority. Yesterday at Spirit Mountain. About 20% of the people there were whites. Rest, a mixture of South Americans and Asians. All bumping into me like not seeing me (felt like i was transparent). But who knows which were which.

There was a band and a quite good old guitarist. Got to know who they were as he seemed familiar like from a recent post. Bassist seemed Japanese.

3:24 And BTW. The last time we left with a positive balance from a casino was when i last time wrote something similar before we went. Keep forgetting on writing it before i go and we keep loosing.

4:33 BTW i think i just saw her in the yard. Double of nothing.

The cycle is starting over. They came back with thunders upstairs.

5:10 So it is true. I was in the process of ordering some essence on Amazon as the time required for the recipes measures in weeks.

6:05 Angela went to the stores and i fell asleep with the door unlocked. Anybody could have entered here. Woke up with shortness of breath due to thick smoke outside.

Went to take the garbage and saw two women furthering away on foot one looking like her from behind and the other one wearing a neon green jacket...

9:20 This entry disappeared so i'm gonna write it again with original time stamp (aprox). I had a feeling those women are still in the complex as i heard a weird sound upstairs in the dining area. Went outside to look and the blinds were on and two people were talking in a balcony next to our building (other than the one in the picture). Also Angela bought some natural juice from the store to mix with water, "drink instead of soda" șhe said. I mixed some with grain alcohol and water to make liquor.

September 15

12:08 Herodot a scris numele lui Zamolxes sau Zalmoxis cu s, adică Salmoxis și a mai spus că el a fost un om care a trăit în casa lui Pitagora (da, cel cu teorema). A devenit filozof (pitagorean normal) și bogat după eliberare.

Textul spune mai departe, că atunci când a ajuns la geți (traci, daci whatever), a construit o clădire mare în care să benchetuiască mai marii locali după care a dispărut într-o locuință subpământeană, ca Dumuzid, după care a apărut ca înviat din morți și a fost declarat zeu iar geții au început să creadă în nemurire.

Tot Herodot (după Eliade) spunea că dacii (numele dat de romani geților) mai aveau obiceiul ca odată la 5 ani să tragă la sorți pe unul dintre ei pe care îl aruncau în trei sulițe. Pe când își dădea duhul, îi spuneau mesajul pe care să îl transmită zeilor (alții decât Salmoxis înțeleg). Înțelegem din text că poveștile care Herodot le-a auzit de la niște greci care trăiau în cetățile de la Marea Neagră pot fi mai vechi și pot fi contemporane cu regele biblic Solomon.

Bine toate astea sunt cunoscute, noutatea cu care aș vrea să intervin este că la huțuli, a căror etimologie a numelui pare să vină din sanscritul hut (sacrificiu), până mai ieri exista obiceiul ca persoanele mai înstărite să-și ia "băiat" adică un argat care lucra ca sclav și care le aducea noroc și bogății.

Și să amintesc de cuvântul solomonar sau solomonit care nu cred că vine de la Solomon din Biblie deși a cerut și el de la Dumnezeu înțelepciune, a devenit bogat, a construit un templu și a pornit o religie care începe de la învierea lui Hiram Abiff, fiul văduvei.

Stau și mă întreb ce se întâmpla cu dușmanii casei care avea băiat sau cu cei care-și băteau joc de copiii lor.

Se potrivește și cu ritualul de inițiere în yoga Sadu, unde ucenicul (vrăjitor) trebuie să facă un job pentru al său guru.

Faza cu săgețile trase în nori se potrivește cu Solomonitul. Maruții călăreau balauri și cauzau grindină (adică trăgeau geții în nori așa, de nebuni?) și înainte de Salmoxis, după același Herodot, iar după el acest rol a fost preluat de solomonari, dar și faza cu balaurul folosit în luptă de daci.

Apropo, noroc de sursele grecești din care mai puteam afla ceva despre daci, tot ce a fost la Vatican rămas de la romani a dispărut.

Et tu, Iohannis?

Dacomanii. Vreți să vedeți cum arată un dac? Luați dvs. autostrada A7 și mergeți la Suceava (zuci = pure, clean) și întrebați pe unde mai sunt huțuli. Zona Voroneț parcă. Lupcina.

6:22 Just to illustrate how crazy insane these guys are. I thawed them since two or three days ago, prepped the chicken drums (veiled drummer) since last night, cooked them today and when i went to take the garbage (with the chicken drums skins) somebody played a really well calculated prank and put some warned out teared black denim jeans on the margin of the bin while some guy with a badly dented gray car blocked my way to the bin. I got mad and didn't think about and threw the jeans in the bin too and then i regretted it. But it wouldn't have made much difference if i didn't i guess. Yes that is backing soda on the bottom of the oven to prevent drips from sticking.

8:25 Was having this terrible craving for soda (actually for a drink but i subsituted it these days with soda) and went to Fred Meyer.

It was about sunset time (7:22 tonight) and i turned off the headlights when i backed up because of the kids in front of the car and forgot to turn them back on and at the first intersection in the complex some guy in an old white car wasn't stopping at his stop sign and had to honk to make him slowdown cause he was on a collision course.

On my way there all i could think was one thing. In my all contacts with them i notied one thing. They do not have a sense of humor that is compatible with ours and couldn't wait to get back here to search.

No major incident in there except i saw a (Japanese) girl about the age of those in the back, maybe one of them, with a phone, roaming around the store, kinda where i was.

When i came back a weird smoke was flooding the areas between the buildings and the bunch of Japanese child actors having a (real time AI scripted, every time i try to record they stop) yelling party.

They spared them for the most part, except the first year here, as children never mixed again with smoke but i guess tonight they passed that limit. Now like the whole afternoon they are here to yell at our windows, simulating being high from that smoke. Some days days speak perfect English, sometimes i think perfect Spanish (but won't mix languages).

What can you say about people who are doing this to their own children?

I went earlier before i could find my glasses to write here and opened the door to look if there is still smoke (filter in the living, the last type of elements i bought, with electrets is doing a good job, in the bedroom is broken) and one of them was there by the door saying with a tiny voice... Hi...

8:42 I think i heard an adult woman's voice and then they finally left (i hope so). Need to go step on holes near the foundation in the back at the other apartment.

9:00 They are back, for 10 minutes now. Wanted to do some reading and possibly make some corrections to what i wrote this morning but the yells and smoke is just too much. Ok got an idea if i shot the AC and the door maybe the noise and smoke will be less.

9:25 Ok but after they left the smoke intensified. I wanted to try and fix the filter in the bedroom but i just can't concentrate to take those screws out. I guess it's because of the smoke. Saw the news about the retirement of a star. Wanted to write something about that match but they started upstairs. 

9:30 Meditații la case mult mai mari ca alea 6 din Sieben (burger).

Upstairs, quiet though small reactions  (tiny squeaks) at every single thought. A firework just went out. Another one earlier. Now i forgot what i wanted to say.

I saw two days ago two planets nearly aligned. Wanted to go to the other computer where i have Stellarium installed but i just can't. My mind is numb. There's a void in it.

10:30 Proof that Angela had the same restriction before the ADA questionnaire where the doctor wrote she is disabled. There is a woman where she works who cannot hear or speak. There are others with lifting restrictions. Nothing has changed except now she has one more temporary restriction for one month (no walking over 5000 steps a day). It started right after her last surgery that was done to repair a hernia created by the previous one done to retrieve forgotten wires during heart surgery.

11:17 During the last run upstairs one of the most important links i added minutes ago disappeared.

11:27 Now he came home again when i was about to post something important and at once started stepping heavily right above me. I guess he creates a dealy for AI to prepare something in Romania to cancel what i will post.

September 11

12:40 They brought in that Sunday a white horse at the beach but the horse was kinda upset probably because of the sound of the ocean and din't wanna a walk. In the end they rode him a bit but kinda against his will.

12:41 Smile back at you, Pikachu. Never believed dogs can have facial expressions. However foxes... (Yeah i watched funny animals videos all day trying to forget my ongoing confusions).


12:45 They started a midnight walk upstairs. Or smoking, whatever. In response to some emotions of mine while remembering stuff while very relaxed. Getting mad that is.

9:21 The science didn't get quite there yet. I think i know the reason. There is this influential sect within the catholic church called "Dominican" and it could be all suppressed by them. They since the beginning, that is the end of the 13th century did weird things and inquisition is one of them. The name is a wordplay, and it could mean "dogs of god" in Latin. They might do some dog magic, as inherited from the Egyptian and than Roman gods.

Think what a weapon this would be. You casually come at your enemy's door with your dog and leave a poop and in that day he instead of going about his business goes crazy instead. Unsuspecting. Unrecognizable.

I know for sure that something in dog poop strongly influence me. Don't know if "regular" poops, healthy or sick dogs, or fed with special food, male, female, females in heat, pheromones, parasites bla bla, but when those are present around the building their smell, that i don't even perceive as smell at the beginning, really drives me wild. That's why every time i realize that i go around and pick and throw them in garbage. But it's usually too late to save the day and i end up exposing me even more to those by picking them.

It started after we got a small condo in Bacău and there was this boy who was "walking" his she dog around the building, several times a day, for years. Don't know if he was picking or not but most likely not cause i never saw him with bags and i don't even think they had bag like these in the late 80s in Romania. There must have been at any time dozens around that building.

Indoor litter boxes are a good source of contamination both with pathogens and invisible dust.

Some people may be more affected than others but there could also be other factors that may contribute.

It is my understanding those affect men more than women but there could be a similar trick that affects women as well like the old CRT computer monitors i was spending my whole days near. For about a year or so i also had a cat... Also smoke from my neighbor downstairs always made me feel good (No they were no drugs of any kind during those years in Romania)...

9:55 Ugh... And more ugh...

They were plenty of dogs and cats around the house (now heavily modified, made to look dark) i lived during my first years until 14 and did all my vacations until 22 în Câmpulung, a town with Switzerland like mountains and views. The name of the street has also been changed from Novermber 7 (day of boshevic revolution) though Transylvania is not that close.

10:30 I think they started to smoke upstairs about a week ago. Cigarette smoke is now coming after i hear some softer squeaks than before. She who stays home is lighter i guess. A reason to wake up at night. The smoke this morning caused me heart palpitations by causing nasal congestion and me unconsciously trying too hard to breath on my nose.

10:52 I lost my glasses... Will try to write this paragraph without those... Another thing that has happened to me lately that makes me very irritated. I almost got into fights with people in casinos and stores... Last time and WinCo they brought at the check-stands this woman who looks like ex Van Damme's wife... Anyways.

I know where it's coming from. For a month now they moved the van with the Insulation logo on it so i know. Could it be a warning? A threat?

After they installed the AC in the bedroom window upstairs, after i asked here how could they withstand the temperatures of 90s or even 100s upstairs with the sun hitting the roof they installed a window AC upstairs they use mostly at night.

One of the worst things you could do in a building that has the walls but especially the attic full of loose mineral insulation. The vibration from the AC breaks some of that and the very irritant and possibly carcinogen dust flies around the building. I wrote many times in the past here and on fb about that and i think it also modifies behavior by making you more impulsive and ready to fight.

Mineral dust so small it doesn't get caught by a PM2.5 sensor but so sharp it can penetrate human cells.

And yes your body may react to it by putting more protective oils on your skin in which case showers can only make the irritation worse...

I looked at the weather forecast, there will be one more week of heat (90s in September?) followed by average temperatures and it looks like it's going to be on for at least one more month...

11:37 Negative ion generators may help as they charge the invisible dust negatively and make it fall to the floor but not sure exactly which one works and there is no way to tell.

And the pain. The diffuse whole body pain from the mineral dust makes you wanna use all kinda stuff that kills pain from alcohol to weed to prescription.

And i don't believe there is escape from it in the US. Unless you build yourself a house free of mineral insulation.

2:08 Terrifying how every time i touch the laptop the first time there is a march and some heavy stomps upstirs. Just came from Wallmart and WinCo and put some of the stuff away and rushed to the computer to write a very important thing.

Every time i see a sign i can't recognize my mind rushes to the nearest symbol i know. Because of my college background and all the formulas with Greek letters they fed up with in there when i see by example a capital A without the horizontal bar my mind goes to the Greek lambda and i read it as L. That could create lots of confusion in the (poor) minds of those who are constantly trying to read or guess my thoughts.

This is the case with KIA which is is written with a stylized A that actually figures a lambda. More than that nowadays the combination I + lambda also reads like a Russian I. No L in Russian is...

In plain English could be suggesting KIYV. KYIV Soul.

It happened when i drove back from WinCo. I tried to pass that SOB on the right just to see his Asian face but i could not. His LPN started with PKC and i think that was a KIA Soul.

Then i remembered i was under the red line with the gas, and since i was at the nearest lane after the unsuccessful attempt to pass i pulled at the (expensive) Shell on the right and when i saw that ugly Asian attendant i asked to do it myself (As i said it will be years until Oregonian will give up gas attendants even if the law is now in force. Then i realized it was 9-11.

It happened Saturday night at Lucky Eagle. I was parked facing two identical grey KIA Soul. Two guys got out of one of them and started looking for differences and that created the pretext for one of the guys to come with his butt at my window and the other one to bend over to see something under the other one and that created lots of problems to me that night.

For weeks now the theme is Alexa and everywhere i go i see girls trying to emulate her appearance. There was one at the entrance of Walmart and i was with the cart full of groceries (forgot the bags in the truck) and she entered the store when i left that was looking almost like her.

When i finally got here found a spot next to the one level apartment where the 19 years old child looking Japanese actor supposedly lives, on a Thursday and one guy looking like the Arab ninja i talked about later (not him, i saw him in the casino Saturday night playing for hours at the same machine) was walking with a dog back and forth, like patrolling. Trying to prevent me from "feeding the cats?".

Also totally forgot abut the gray, drove both ways on the freeway near it.

5:18 I am so sick and tired of writing everything down here. I go driving around and repeat in my mind the phrases i have to write next.

However i have to write this on so hopefully it won't repeat. Cause it's not the first time with the same person there.

Things are like this. I have to buy water from Fred Meyer cause i can't find it anywhere else. Crystal Geyser cause it doesn't taste like plastic or mud. Canned chilis and hot dogs at WinCo because only there i can find my favorites. And sour bread and diary and most other stuff. Produce now got better at Walmart across the street (yes, Dartmouth). Today i lost my list at Walmart, forgot to get stuff at WinCo and still forgot some even after i went today twice in both stores.

There was only one bottle of water on the lowest shelf at Fred Meyer (Kroger) (and one at Walmart, coincidence), and that one was pushed deep inside the shelf (probably the reason it was still there). I would have had to crawl in four to get it. So i gave up. I bought some grapes on sale at 99 cents but they were on "electronic coupon".

I was also very distracted when i got to the self check stands because all the stuff that's happening to me these days and i put the damn grapes directly on the final scale. Usually the machine would have yelled at me but i can't remember hearing anything,

Would have figured after i found my card which i was searching for when she came, within seconds. Half my height, with her slanted eyes shining with hate. She took the grapes from the (final) scale and put it on the upper one i was supposed to put them before i searched for the card, without a word, while triumphing without giving me a chance to explain. They finally caught me though i was very careful these days knowing they tried before.

So i swallowed my pride and continued with entering Angela's phone number so i would get the price reduction but somehow, also because now i was mad, i ended paying the full price, which was more than double and this is the big problem with the local Kroger here. When you put in "the alternate ID" to benefit from the "digital coupons" you won't see the price reduction on the screen until you hit the pay now button.

Somehow today (again too many things on my mind) i did the card before that and didn't have a chance to re-enter the phone number if i put it wrong and the card got charged with the full price.

So i asked her again and she said, categorically, like the soup Nazi, no, you haven't used the digital coupon, showing it to me in the receipt.

Knowing they had this huge head-start with my first mistake, i just gave up but i let her keep the grapes. She probably needed the money to pay for her English classes.

One other hundred of similar scenes, more simple or more complex i can't even remember. I live on a stage, exactly like in Truman show, though unlike him, i'm not happy. And i can't drink anymore either because of the platelets.

50 de ani de când Dacia se produce în România. Dar departamentul de prese grele când a apărut prima dată? Înainte de 77?

Statistic vorbind. Când cauți ceva într-un noian de chestii (postări) întotdeauna sunt șanse mai mari să găsești altceva nu? Pentru că tu cauți o singură chestie, altceva sunt toate celelalte. Un post pe care l-am căutat de am înnebunit altă dată care demonstrează că e nevoie de 32 de secunde pentru ca unda seismică să se deplaseze din Vrancea în București.

Și mai sunt niște secunde bune până când se ajunge la intensitatea maximă și câteva până când începe să cadă câte ceva. Bine dacă ești la etajul 10 într-un bloc înalt nu prea contează dar dacă ești într-o clădire veche cu bulină ai putea să fugi.

7:37 Da bine în 1940 nu era nici o presă grea sau alte utilaje grele în România, poate doar tancuri de zeci de tone ce puteau fi mișcate simultan pe niște valuri de pământ pe un deal la frecvența de rezonanță a zonei seismice.

România a intrat în pactul tripartit (Axa) la 23 noiembrie 1940 la două săptămâni după cutremurul din 1940, la 2 luni după abdicarea forțată a lui Carol al II-lea și venirea la putere a legionarilor care acum au început să mă scârțâie tare pe tavan. Nu am spus practic nimic, e vorba doar de cronologia evenimentelor.

Cum se transmite o vibrație doar la masa care are o anumită frecvență dar nu și la celelalte. Se numește rezonanță. Fiecare zonă seismică de pe planetă are o anumită frecvență de rezonanță. Orice pe lumea asta este până la o anumită limită, elastic, inclusiv stratul de sub zona seismică respectivă. Motivul pentru care piramidele au fost construite exact în centrul geografic al suprafețelor uscate de pe pământ, pentru a ajunge oriunde.

Bineînțeles energia transmisă nu este cea totală a cutremurului, este mult mai mică, suficientă doar pentru a-l declanșa. Energia cutremurului este de altă natură (înghețare/dezghețare a magmei dintr-o bulă de magmă ajunsă aproape de suprafață cu schimbare bruscă a volumului).


Piramidele aveau mai multe funcții. Una din ele era producerea cutremurelor la distanță cu ajutorul marii galerii din piramida mare. Pe această galerie erau lăsate să alunece, poate pe un strat de apă,  blocuri mari de granit la diferite intervale de timp (perioada frecvenței de rezonanță) pentru diferite zone seismice care se loveau mai apoi una de alta. Cine a descoperit primul secretele piramidelor, care pe atunci erau pe jumătate îngropate în nisip?

E posibil însă să fi fost folosite și pentru comunicații (pe alte frecvențe).

11:15 Kaly Yuga? OK i was curious about one thing and spent one hour and pasted one Wikipedia table into a spreasheet and drew a diagram and guess what i found out. The volcanic eruptions are getting more numerous. Could it be the dust drove people first exited so they came up with the industrial revolutions and then they got really mad and starting fighting each other or maybe it's just the lack of accurately recorded data?

11:27 There was no sun today, right now temp is 65 F (18 C), no need for AC, the two nearby are stopped but there is one on at the other end of the building and that is enough to create the cloud of dust. Also smells like dog poop, i saw one earlier but was wetted by the sprinklers, don't know if i can pick it up.

12:17 Nu știu, diferență mare de vârstă, vedeți și dvs. că eu m-am cam plictisit.

August 1st

7:20 Reverse psychology, with a twist.

7:28 Aud_umbla.

2:35 Internal Afaris. Do you stress out when you think?

Ok i lost a few paragraphs while typing. I must have typed too fast and touched a number of keys i wasn't supposed to in fast sequence. Now i will try and re-write those.

I knew it. That's why i googled it. Thinking and stressing don't mix. Why would your thoughts follow a different path than the one thought in family or school. Why would you try to end up doing things differently when everything is ready for you in this life, if you make the right choices.

Talking like Fred Mercury. I made a few mistakes and wrong choices, always encouraged by others, but i still pay way too much for those. Or like David Gilmour. I don't need their thought control.

I believe you start developing this thinking pattern when you feel something's wrong. It's a natural response. I always felt something was wrong in my life and never knew why. By example i had no idea the math teacher in school was Liz Taylor and made every effort to understand. Only she wasn't teaching, she always had this book she was reading from. As a result, i always had trouble with math and in college i failed the exam several times and i almost got kicked out.

How much stress i put in when i found myself alone in a room in building A of A.I.Cuza University of Iași, in front of a green computer monitor compiling my first programs in Fortran 4 or 77 whatever. Not knowing how to use the libraries, i build from scratch subroutines for multiplying, adding, whatever matrices. I spent many hours alone in front of that terminal until i got it somehow. It was all based on stress.

Pretty much like everything i ever done after. It payed out cause before i left Romania i was making money with programming. Not knowing of course who i was working for. Like the accountant of my last customer was Malin Berggren from Ace of Base.

They know very well that. The enemies who raised me up and brought me all the way here. So they developed this system trying to prevent me thinking. Under the pretext that thinking under stress is not healthy but also maybe because i'm polluting the Universe with my stress thinking or who knows what else pretext, maybe linked to Scientology, they put this feedback on me.

They record and analyze every of my thoughts or maybe just stress level with some sort of wireless e-meter and every time i'm stressing out they start making some noise. And of course, they wouldn't have to use humans for that, if only for precision. They just bring in some stepping robots, maybe from Corvallis, maybe from something else.

I woke up at 5, was feeling sleepy at 8. Exactly when i went to bed he started his morning routine. I fell asleep maybe 5 times until 9:20 when i got out of bed. He left but then she started.

When i went out the first time, under a pretext, i went and looked from the yard in the upstairs apartment. For the first in months the blinds were cracked and i could see a silhouette of woman, looking like a world class actress. Now what would a woman like that do in a place like this, squeaking and stomping for hours.

The temperature outside is 92 degrees and upstairs or under the roof is probably the same but she was doing it for at least 4 hours today or until i wrote the first time (and lost those paragraphs). And then stay all day inside in that inferno with no AC with no car in the spot to move around. My guess is she only showed when i looked, otherwise she goes around the corner or in the next apartment through the attic and the robots are doing the job.

I remember when i first moved here. Upstairs there was a guy resembling Pacepa and maybe Cornel Patrichi, and one day i had an idea and tied a super-magnet to a wire and did rotate it real fast in circles almost touching the ceiling and then i heard a big commotion and i was noise free for two weeks. I guess it was an early version with some magnetic sensors and must have knocked those out.

So i just left, thinking for a walk, buying some stuff from WinCo (had a list). Second thing waiting for me in the alley (will skip the first, too complicated).

Yeah i know the alley is at an angle. The reason they call it Rolling Hills (maybe). A Penske truck flashing yellow lights with a trailer behind. It will be there for several hours, blocking one way of the alley. Penske for pansy. It's really easy to rent one of those and then abuse others with the name of the brand. Whenever wherever is handy.

So i passed it. However in the parking lot at the street. There was this tall enough guy with white hair reminding from behind of Biden. He was patrolling in the lot, i only saw him from behind. So i went on 65 then on Nyberg. But the park's parking lot was full because of the urban camp and i went further to the Community Center.

However just before i reached it i realized i forgot to look at the sign at the door (a couple of empty plastic bottles that set every time i close the door in a different position). So i came back only to see the man again patrolling, like preventing me to get in that parking lot though i never had the intention. But this time i saw him from front. It wasn't Biden.

So i just went back, entered inside, verified a couple of things, in the deafening noise of squeaks and stomps from upstairs and left again.

At the community center there was a guy in the street with a didgeridoo (blower) making a big noise and dust that made me sneeze. After i passed the man, on the wide concrete "trail" i felt quite ok under the shade of the big trees on the bank of the river until i saw the praying mantis. The praying mantis is a tall woman with thin legs and arms i see sometimes in the park. So thin i am afraid she is going to fall at every moment.

With shorts and stuff, her legs are a couple of inches thick at the thighs. As tall as me, she was talking very loud at the phone. "I love you"! "I will see you tomorrow!" she said when i passed her. It is not the first time i thought she was the wife of Henry Kissinger. Only this time i was committed to write and remembered when i got in front of the laptop.

It is .5 miles concrete trail.

Near the other end i met with a guy with a whitish middle size curly hair. He went the other way and i caught up with him when his dog pooped and he didn't pick. Right from behind came the mantis, like to spoil the moment. Later in the parking lot at Fred Meyer (Kroger) i parked next to a blue car that has this SPOILER KING sticker on a side, with LPN PDG something.

WinCo quit years ago to bring spring water. So i have to buy it from somewhere else. Today i went at Fred Meyer and bought 6 gallons of Crystal Geiger with red and blue labels. But the bottles have a different shape. They are long and narrow, figuring a newborn baby. They used to have pieces of tapes figuring handles but those are gone either so you can only grab them by the neck where the lid is. Never would have thought of that but at the Fred Meyer at the check-stand did not want to take them from the cart one by one.

So i called the captain attendant and he said he cannot do the magic thing of multiplying the scanned item by 6. So he took one of them in his arms like one would take a baby and scanned it 5 more times, doing moves like rocking the baby and stuff.

Ok so i left for WinCo. On I5, the show. A guy with again a blue car with the word JeDUN on it. Romanian word Jidan deriving from the Hungarian word Zsido is offensive in Romanian but not in Hungarian. While i was taking the picture the guy with a van saying Student driver on it moved from the lane on the left in front of me and then they all slowed suddenly. I honked and from the right came this big semi, overloaded with something that came half foot into my lane, but i already put the camera away getting ready to exit.

On 72 right before WinCo. First i saw again for the 1000 time the logo. Then i got behind this guy. Pick something brown? But look at the LPN of the guy next to him.

Yeah i know. If you take any of the scenes above separately it wouldn't mean nothing. But when they happen one after other, in sequence, starting with the lack of sleep, they all come in the same pattern.

5:45 Angela told me last night they walked for one hour in the bedroom, after midnight. Back and forth, with no apparent reason.

7:10 I am psychologically dependent on cigarettes. Back in the day i used to take the edge of stress with a cigarette. Since i can't anymore i drink instead. But the effect of drinking is not so immediate and instead lasts for hours.

7:12 About the washer. It works with the new clutch and stuff but the rpm for spinning is much higher and the thing is out of balance, maybe the springs, i just don't know what else to do, it vibrates like crazy.

Should have asked them to replace it which in the end i would do since the thing is 20 years old.

However i learned important things about those. The hose inside and outside was full of slime. As soon as i get behind it i start having chills. I removed the slime, a little bit fell on the floor and now the whole apartment stinks. That stuff is grease and dirt from laundry that escaped detergent and got stock in the plies of the hose and is so virulent it gets you sick right away. I remember at Fox Pointe in Vancouver when i went crazy the first time the apartment was next to the laundry room, at Sussex the same.

This things, no matter the brand, after about one year of using or less got slime in the evacuation hoses and in between the walls of the basket assembly and are a health hazard, even if you keep them in the garage.

7:44 So they stopped upstairs, now there is a big base coming from outside. Can't record it the frequency is too low.

11:22 I was ready to go to bed. I put some earplugs when he climbed the stairs. Now "he" stomps heavily, maybe 2 or 3 times i would with my weight.

11:32 I also noticed he climbed and started when i closed the sliding door so i opened it again and he stopped. It may be the door keeps the noise inside so it can't be heard by others. However now there's some dust in the air. A very loud base started in a car outside.