I have always been intrigued by the muscular breakdown process during exercise. When exercising beyond your capabilities the next day you have pain and your muscles ache. But it does not help with muscle growth. In fact athletes know this and try to avoid using different techniques. (Those who cheat know that using steroids actually helps with minimizing muscular damage so they can exercise more, stimulating muscle build-up.) Then if you go for a blood test you will have the CK enzyme elevated. So what exactly happens to your dead cells after muscular breakdown?
Then i said to myself. Your own dead cells contain DNA fragments (if DNA theory is true) that can be used in different areas of the body if needed, like in heart, better than from any other source. What if when exercising your body deliberately creates muscular breakdown in areas of your body and uses the cellular remains to rebuild your damaged heart or increase heart muscle?
If this is true, how many times this process can repeat itself until your heart is not fixable anymore?
Maybe even during CPR, where sometimes there is required energetic action from the part of the reviver, some breakdown occurs in the chest area where rhythmic pressure is applied.
Then thinking even further. Maybe heart muscle can be regenerated indefinetley. And it may be a quick process, a matter of hours or even dozens of minutes. Cause that'a how long a moderate muscular breakdown lasts.
How about the nerve circuits that synchronize heart? If you take a heart cell and put it in a Petri dish with nutrients it will continue to contract, rhythmically. All heart cells can do that including the new ones. The problem is how to synchronize them. And that can take a little longer until new nerve circuits build and train themselves. In this interval, fibrillation may occasionally occur. So now how do you fix that?
Defibrillator is one way this may be done. There are people with implanted defibrilators. I always wondered why they only work occasionally. Maybe just only when the heart is at the end of a decompensated regeneration cycle. When muscle buildup has been to great to be retrained by heart's own means.
But they might exist other more or less "natural" methods. I think of the entrained walking. When one person can walk in the same rhythm of the beating heart. Some nerve impulses from other parts of the body can overlap the heart electric currents and help with the retraining process. Other methods can be brain entraining through music or noise, breath entraining, etc. Even mantras, or poetry.
I was looking on the web for a memorable phrase the guy from Computer Age Auto Service
once told me, citing the Bible. It was roughly the equivalent of "in
the end times people will eat their own flesh" or something like that.
But there is no such thing in the Bible. He might have said one of the
verses from the Bible like from Ezekiel and i didn't get it right. I was
pretty messed up that day as not sleeping for days and prepared for
that conversation.
On another occasion one of the more
senior programers at Quadramed told me something about one's body
consuming itself when starving. He specified that we consume our own
muscles for staying alive when fasting.
Yet on another
occasion a therapist in a hospital told me that we can use our own body
fat to convert it into sugar and keep going. However that is not true.
Fat can only be used for keeping body temperature and for a few other
"minor" things. To have your body and especially your brain functioning
you need glucose or other sugars. I think protein can be broken down to
either fat or sugar.
However in all tree instances
above your body shuffles his own muscles or fat in order to survive.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Bolshevik Revolution
It took place in November 7 1917. Next year in Russia the calendar
changed and the date changed to October 25. I think the Russian Orthodox
Church still uses the old Julian calendar for celebrations like
Christmas, Easter and New Year. The Revolution brought the death of so
many millions of Russians. May God forgive them all. I think in history
is more important than Bram Stoker's anniversary. During communism the
street i had the first address on when i was a few days old was named
November 7. I think many cities in Romania had a street named like that.
It always meant the starting date of the Bolshevik Revolution. In
symbolism 11-7 may be the opposite of 7-11, whatever that may be.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rus_%28name%290
This whole Bram Stocker/Dracula story started to piss me off for a few years now and it may be a cover up. Bram Stocker's novel Dracula may had never been written by him (it's a known fact no copy has been sold during his lifetime) and may be a later fake. There are many things that happened to Romania's history and Romanian language after the invasion of Soviets. But my understanding is most of the original documents regarding these things are now at Moscow together with Romania's "treasure" and we cannot know exactly when those documents where taken, before or after the WW2 because of the half century of terror after that.
Rus in Norse language means men that are rowing. Basically the Russian elite was at the beginning formed by migrants from the North (Vikings) and the commoners were Slavics from the East. The first state on today's Russia was named the Kievan Rus. That's why today's Russia's population especially women look so much like Swedes. I recently found out that this happened in areas of other European countries like France ant Britain as well. I knew that after the invasion of France by Franks that came from North as well Franks became the France's elite amd Vikings came in today's Normandy and received a big chunk of land and in time they got "assimilated". A similar story happened in England. If you look into Paris's phone book you'll see three quarters of the names sound German. There are many things about written online that may be researched by anybody using... Google. Beware especially of Lenin's ethnic origin.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viking
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rus_%28name%290
This whole Bram Stocker/Dracula story started to piss me off for a few years now and it may be a cover up. Bram Stocker's novel Dracula may had never been written by him (it's a known fact no copy has been sold during his lifetime) and may be a later fake. There are many things that happened to Romania's history and Romanian language after the invasion of Soviets. But my understanding is most of the original documents regarding these things are now at Moscow together with Romania's "treasure" and we cannot know exactly when those documents where taken, before or after the WW2 because of the half century of terror after that.
Rus in Norse language means men that are rowing. Basically the Russian elite was at the beginning formed by migrants from the North (Vikings) and the commoners were Slavics from the East. The first state on today's Russia was named the Kievan Rus. That's why today's Russia's population especially women look so much like Swedes. I recently found out that this happened in areas of other European countries like France ant Britain as well. I knew that after the invasion of France by Franks that came from North as well Franks became the France's elite amd Vikings came in today's Normandy and received a big chunk of land and in time they got "assimilated". A similar story happened in England. If you look into Paris's phone book you'll see three quarters of the names sound German. There are many things about written online that may be researched by anybody using... Google. Beware especially of Lenin's ethnic origin.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viking
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Impossible Wedding
by Adrian Păunescu
Confidants, my mountains entered in the fog
Old bells made of bronze ring on abbey's roofs
When it smells like winter all the weddings froze
For us lunatics, impossible grooms.
Winds and beasts together come at you to pray
Blizzard over me fallen like a noose
I would make your wedding with a town of sleighs
Driven among lanterns with the starry horses.
Dress in white, my bride, beautifully shine
This is how it should for the play i play
Later each of us will be going home
Closed among the hills mystery will stay.
'Till all this will happen you'll be growing gray
All for me will come in the later day
It will be some wedding, we should have no fear
You'll take care of me, i will love you, dear.
Here i brought your bride, mountains closed with night
Weddings of the beasts happen in the mountains
Forests made of scents, wood that's made of sighs
Are the dancing hall of the future wedding.
Candles of the wedding in their paws the bears
Wolves are blowing in (the) fire of the sheepfold
In the rolling down we're unite by birth
You won't be my bride, i won't be your husband.
I invite you all to the wedding blue
Where the bells are pulling silver out of blue
Is too bad, for this isn't our wedding
Is too bad, to death i've been given husband.
Old bells made of bronze ring on abbey's roofs
When it smells like winter all the weddings froze
For us lunatics, impossible grooms.
Winds and beasts together come at you to pray
Blizzard over me fallen like a noose
I would make your wedding with a town of sleighs
Driven among lanterns with the starry horses.
Dress in white, my bride, beautifully shine
This is how it should for the play i play
Later each of us will be going home
Closed among the hills mystery will stay.
'Till all this will happen you'll be growing gray
All for me will come in the later day
It will be some wedding, we should have no fear
You'll take care of me, i will love you, dear.
Here i brought your bride, mountains closed with night
Weddings of the beasts happen in the mountains
Forests made of scents, wood that's made of sighs
Are the dancing hall of the future wedding.
Candles of the wedding in their paws the bears
Wolves are blowing in (the) fire of the sheepfold
In the rolling down we're unite by birth
You won't be my bride, i won't be your husband.
I invite you all to the wedding blue
Where the bells are pulling silver out of blue
Is too bad, for this isn't our wedding
Is too bad, to death i've been given husband.
47 Eagle Crest, Lake Oswego |
Monday, November 5, 2012
Change of Mood
Today i woke up with things of the past in my mind. The recent past. The distant past. Pieces of the big puzzle were never closer. By looking at, also figuring very outrageous things. Choking me in the morning. Outrageous to me, scandalous to others. More than scandalous. Sad.
Would i have enough time to reevaluate all my life in the light of freshly discovered facts?
What for? Should i say "what i know now" and upset a lot of people? Good, working people, not like me, that carry the world on their shoulders as i write?
I came to the computer to read the news. Romney getting closer. All of us getting closer. The usual paradigma. Increase of activity in other areas of the world. A local guy, rebellious again. Or another scripted thing. Other things. I can't remember what i was reading on g+ when the door next door went yet again "slam!". Al my thoughts were scrambled. As sad as they were they started trembling. My mood switched from frightened/sad to frightened/scrambled. Some neurotransmitters off the scale. Others, depleted.
Choking turned to anxiety. People who have good neighbors should not take them for granted. But how would i know?
Yesterday i wanted to go to a Romanian church in Beaverton to talk to some people. I could barely steer the car. It is out of alignment. Again. At 60 mph it is hard to control. Looks like the toe (angle) is off by some some 0.5 degrees. Now i need to call Les Schwab again. It's been two weeks since the last alignment and last time was working fine. Or drive all the way to Aloha and raise the daily hell again.
Yesterday i wanted to go to a Romanian church in Beaverton to talk to some people. I could barely steer the car. It is out of alignment. Again. At 60 mph it is hard to control. Looks like the toe (angle) is off by some some 0.5 degrees. Now i need to call Les Schwab again. It's been two weeks since the last alignment and last time was working fine. Or drive all the way to Aloha and raise the daily hell again.