August 22

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

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

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

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

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

Too tired to explore these two possibilities. Tomorrow.

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

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

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

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

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

4:49 Days are getting shorter already, jetstream is above, kinda dark, turned on the light in the kitchen area which is partly visible from open blinds. Two Japanese kids came to play with a dog in line of sight.

6:57 About one hour and a half ago i went to the liquor store in Tualatin (Oregon is one of the few states that have liquor stores and attendants at the gas station for more possiblities to bring actors and make scenes in there. I forgot about the new governor's order (which is not legally binding BTW, no only because she's on a fake ID) and went without a mask. They gave me a mask, a yellow one which i never saw before, my fingers where so dry i could not pull the card from the wallet, and using and old reflex that got the best of me, i pulled the mask, liked my finger and the vulture at the desk who's close to each other blue eyes looked familiay grabbed my bottle and said "i'm not going to give it to you".

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

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

An Accident Waiting to Happen

After 6 hours of sleep i came at the computer to check the value of my car and briefly read the news. The guy upstairs started the TV so loud i can be hear from the alley. After i started to type he came above and started to squeak the floor

The loud TV makes it hard to concentrate and remember things. Last night around midnight i was driving on I5 towards Portland near exit 2. I was doing 60 on cruise control in a 60 (96km/h) area mainly because i had on right rear wheel a spare.

Earlier in that day i had a flat and the Les Schwab guy showed me that the rim of the tire from the flat was damaged beyond repair "from the previous installation" (done in the same shop) and i ordered 2 new tires for rear, which are 100k (Michelin). This model of Hyundai do not come with a spare but with a pump and a can of glue you attach to it and i found a spare that size in the junkyard from a Ford.

Suddenly i saw in the center mirror a couple of headlights coming at high speed and since i didn't know exactly what i had in that instant on my right in the blind spot, though i knew they were 3-4 cars around me, i stayed on my lane and all i could do was tell Angela "hold, this guy is gonna hit us" and probably hit the gas pedal to smoothen the impact which occurred within 2-3 seconds after i saw it first. I got sped up, the man was slowed down, i looked in the right mirror and at my right and pulled on the shoulder.

The guy switched in the left lane, they were 4-5 cars all around him on the empty freeway and he accelerated and was gone. A white pickup probably a Ford with off-road wheels.

I stayed and thought for about 5 minutes, last drink i had was before 7 PM, and called 911. The operator kept asking me if i was injured, with that noise of the freeway i thought she said insured and kept saying yes, finally switched me to another operator who sent the State Patrol.

Minutes were passing. One guy with an old SUV stopped and asked if i needed help. Wind was blowing from his direction and exhaust started to choke me. Then he finally left and two Washington State Patrol SUVs came. While i was talking to the cop, a sports car with modified exhaust zoomed at high speed on the right lane or next to us. One minute later a Police car followed. The cop said i should pull somewhere else, i told him why couldn't we go on the exit that was just ahead, and then we agreed to him driving first, me following and the other Patrol SUV was coming from behind.

I was a little shocked, felt heat and a bit of pain in the back, jaws, now it's all gone, earlier and lately my shoulders are hurting, from inflammation in the esophagus from dust and bacterial infection that transmits in nearby tissues combined with some light exercise and work on car. Angela was a little shocked as well, she had a headache before it all started that didn't go away and only slept 3 hours. Kept talking about insurance and what to do with the car.

She was scheduled to work overtime today. Yeah i know we shouldn't have gone, there was a moment of indecision, but they were three days of litter dust (didn't happen or didn't happen at this scale for a long time) dust was still lingering after i fixed yesterday afternoon a few holes in the ceiling and i was curious about the last fix i've done at the car, with the adhesive on top of battery connector nuts which was holding, but in the meantime too much oil gathered in the intake, should try again to vacuum the intake etc. Lately i've been used to take a break from here and felt like it was the time.

We then won a few hands recovering most of what Angela lost and as usually she decided we should go home. Thinking. If someone wants to manipulate us with the machines, they can do it at their chosen time. I wasn't aware, in my mind, that she should have started Saturday at 4 AM so we left i don't know, 11:30 or something when we left.

When i came at the car i hit with my foot an orange lid from an saline enema bottle, like it's been used and left there, i have some of those at home, can't go without those, for a long time now, got some sort of sciatic paralysis of that area. Casually i bent and picked that thinking it might have come from my pocket when i grabbed the keys, then i thought it was impossible, never put those things in my pocket and then i regretted it and nervously tried to wipe it out with some toilet paper which i threw in a garbage can.

Like when we came, some weird maneuvers around us, with cars and people bullying us, and that was indeed more than usual, could have been a sign if i was capable to think. Few people realize how much exposure to this kind of dust, other pollutants can influence you, especially if moment is well chosen.

Car was still making the (lifter) noise at low speed and idling when i left, voltage at the cigarette lighter plug was 14.3, i guess my fix was holding, fuel mileage reading was better than average, 38.6 at the time of accident, round trip and driving in huge parking lot at Ilani included.

The cop stopped at 39 and H streets in Vancouver, not far from exit next to a property called G&G, in an area called Minehaha?! He gave me some paperwork to fill, car was driveable, but he said i should not drive since the car cannot take another hit like this, which might have been true, he said they got their contracting towing who might come faster than insurance (within 30 minutes in the contract), towing came soon but they said they won't go that far, which was only 22 miles though.

I had some anxiety, forced myself to breath (on mouth) and kept coughing. I told the cops, it was from the dust at the apartment in the last few days. But impact could have raised some dust in the car as well. Thing is, i kept coughing.

I called our insurance, and from the start menu, i could not call a towing unless i file the claim for the accident first. Which is incredible, they kept me with the claim half hour on the phone, right after the accident before they sent a towing (Progressive). They didn't give me a phone number to call to check status of the towing, like Farmers had and towing didn't call within next 10 minutes so i just decided to drive not knowing if they will ever call. When i got back on the freeway, the towing finally called.

Was doing 55 in the right lane, one more episode, a Ryder rental van again came from behind, threatening, i pulled on the shoulder. So the cop was right. Then another guy passed me on the empty freeway with LPN MTZ. "Mai târziu" means Later in Romania.

It's been a constant harassment by all drivers on the freeway no exception on my way back home at night from Vancouver in the past few years, with license numbers letter combinations closed to KGB, cisterns, trucks with logos, high speed passes on right, left lanes and sometimes simultaneously, but tonight was special.

So i kept looking in the mirror for trucks, cause i figured the courageous ninja wouldn't hit me with another car which was true. Because i stopped a couple of times, my total mileage on the dashboard was 37.6 when i exited. One more thing. Earlier that day the warning light for airbags came on. So those would not have worked probably in a rollover or something like that.

Cop never gave me a copy of his report, but now that i think, they can all pretend, including the driver who ran (that is a felony) that i was too slow and suddenly switched lanes drifting maybe, losing control of the car when he hit me which is not true, i was holding my lane pretty well. I know some would try to explain the accident by me driving slow, drifting maybe, and a guy speeding, maybe drunk, coming from behind. I will never forget those two headlights i saw in the mirror coming from behind straight at me.

All i can think is it was stupid, driving 40+40 miles on a spare on the freeway, after all that happened there in the past.

I think car is fixable, Angela says price of cars have gone up these days, it needs a trunk lid, a bumper and some frame straightening. Now waiting for insurance to call. Or should i go online to see what's under "my account".

Several highlights for this post. Myth maintaining. Their maneuvers with their numerous actors and extras on the scene everywhere i go tried to create and maintain the gay myth and the KGB myth. This week was special because Monday is August 23, the day when ex King Michael of Romania led a coup against Marshal Antonescu, while the soviets where about to occupy Romania, many, including some Romanians, Hungarians and Japanese seeing him as a traitor. Forgotten today by the majority, some say it shortened WWII with at least 6 months and contributed to defeating of Germany and Japan by an alliance led by US which included Soviet Union.

Michaels' next to Mud Bay in Tualatin. Think of George Michael. Michael Caina. And my insurance contact on the claim page is named Salinas.


Catalytic, wheel stolen recently, 2 flats on the same tire, two cars smashed in the parking lot at Meridian, one a white Elantra, what could have been next.

Just looked on Progressive site under my account. Claim has been received and that's all. Last night she said something about texts on the phone, none so far.

On October 26 2012 a similar accident occured. A small but heavy built Nissan Z hit me from behind trying to push me in traffic at a yield sign in Lake Oswego (Yes, Country club Rd).

Just took a picture of the damage of the car again on daylight. The reason it looks like this and not worse is i had one of the car's wide aluminum wheels, fully inflated in the spare's compartment. This car does not come with a spare hough it has the compartment for it. However i found one at the junkyard (for a Ford) that fitted both as size and distance between bolts. Right now i had that spare on the car (right rear) and the regular wheel in that space, because the guys at Les Schwab told me i had some damage on the rim of the tire. Now they played the scene of the mad drunk driver who hit me from behind because i was slow whatever. But i am sure the writers of this scene knew i had the wheel there which protected the fuel tank. Sometimes they use these psychological traps, to make everything more interesting. To make people who really wanted me dead last night ever more mad because of my "legendary luck".

August 21

8:54 After he was briefly gone after i put my ear plugs, he came back and continues his main job. Working the floor for us all evenings and weekends.

5:01 Câțu și Orban, două ruine politice pozate cu regula a două treimi, care se luptă pentru atenția dvs.. Estimp bugetul, jumătate din salariile dvs., trece.

6:10 My tires came two days early but now i got no working car to install them. Went outside to take some pictures with the spare compartment under the car. This way i learnt that the fuel tank is more in the middle of the car. Two plainly Japanese girls came and stood in the direction of my phone camera while a plane was making a whining noise on top.

Planet of the Apes

 12:44 Just slept a few more hours. I went and hosed again the AC. Because it was smelling again like two days ago like used cat litter box. The previous renters had a cat, i saw it and when they left they spilled the box not far from our door. But i didn't feel that smell in long time. My guess is he spilled from upstairs dust intentionally.

This morning when i went for a walk i came back in the time frame when he leaves to work (changed schedule or job, he's living now before 10 and coming after 5) and of course he chose to appear.

Most cat non-ecological cat litter box is made of something called diatomaceus earth, which are calcined shells of microscopic algae made of silica. It is very dangerous to breath and is also used as insecticide. I guess is because i said they looked meaner.

Right now i was searching for a face and ran across two guys that i saw here in the parking lot, no sooner than this morning

and last night

1:11 The northern connection, Tule.

Some Japanese do indeed look like.

But i know they come from down under, the same as "Paul McCartney", via Sumer or whatever.

As for diatomaceous. I know from experience both Japanese and Hungarians know best the art of how to play victims. It's written in the rules of war of Sun Tzu. This is what they did last night when i was in the car, this is what they do constantly. That's why they staged Hiro-shima and Naga-sake using these gigantic wooden planes filled each with 200 tons of fertilizer. 10 of those planes flying in close formation could made for 2 Kt and then scaled up in pictures to 15. To these day they have them ready.

The museum at McMinville is actually an assembly hangar, with plastic, not glass windows. There are two pillars in front of the wings but the plane can be extracted at an angle and then made airborne with a detachable landing gear on the airport across the street. In a few days or so they can make the outer shell of a new one. Being made of wood, they are invisible to radar, they probably keep a number of them somewhere in a bay near an island on the ocean and then load them with bulk fertilizer from a ship.

The so called nuclear power plants could be Szilard anti-entropic devices. It was Szilard's paper that caused the market crash in 1929.

August 20

12:39 Cred că mi-au dat o cantitate suplimentară de praf (metsubushi) pentru că am stat o oră în mașină și am privit trecătorii. Lemnul roșu se mai numește și se-quoia. După un timp am început să citesc telefonul dar mergea foarte încet, deși aveam semnal și wi-fi și mobil. Am pus un prosop ud peste filtru și s-a mai liniștit. Tipul de sus a ieșit imediat după ce am plecat eu în mașină și s-a întors tot în timp ce eram acolo. Alții au trecut, inclusiv un ninja deghizat într-un mexican îmbrăcat în negru cu o cruce mare de aur pe piept ce se uita nervos la mine. Un tip a stat timp de o oră în balcon pe întunerec, în apartamentul unde se aud copii urlând de câte ori mă mișc prin parcare. Am stat fiindcă am pus niște adeziv pe toate cele 8 piulițe de la sistemul de distribuție electrică de lângă baterie și am așteptat să se întărească. Am mai folosit adeziv de tipul ăsta (JB weld, 6 minute timp de așezare, setting time) dar se întărea imediat.

Le strângeam toate 8, mergeam și făceam un test drive, am un charger cu voltmetru digital în priza de brichetă, îmi arăta bine, adică 14.4 volți, a doua zi dimineața Angela citea 12.5 iar când venea acasă iar găseam una sau două piulițe desfăcute. Mai mult ca sigur se întâmpla aici în parcare. Xenu și bateria eternă, la poalele vulcanului Sylvania. (Probabil un tetan operand avea o datorie religioasă să le desfacă. Căci numai așa se poate explica o asemenea persistență (încăpățânare)). Când eram în Lake Oswego am stat aproape de vârf. Vulcanul Sylvania este singurul din Statele Unite în afară de încă unul tot în Portland care se află în interiorul unui oraș.
Când am câștigat loteria vizelor, aveam nevoie de o adresă în Statele Unite unde urmau să-mi trimită prin poștă cartea verde (care pe atunci era roz și pe ea scria Resident Alien). L-am sunat la București pe fostul meu coleg de liceu Timotei Mitrofan, care de fapt semăna cu John Travolta care de fapt seamănă cu un cântăreți de operă maghiar. Tot în Portland era fostul meu coleg de la IMU (care amintește tot de xIMU), Iulain Mârț, cel care semăna cu Bivolaru (pe atunci habar nu aveam cum arată Bivolaru iar până recent nu am făcut nici o legătură). Scriitorul maghiar care seamănă cu Bivolaru s-ar putea să aibă și el legături cu Scientologia, după titlul unei cărți (Rosicrucea aurie) etc..

Așa zisul fiu autistic al lui Travolta a început să apară pe la WinCo (supermarketul unde mergem de obicei), după ce a murit într-un accident în baie acasă.

Însă la fel ca în cazul Dominicanilor, un cult se pare răspândit în Ungaria, și în cazul Scientologiei ca și al Francmasoneriei s-ar putea să fie încă un nivel deasupra lor, adică ninja din Japonia (ninja nu are plural, la fel ca toate cuvintele în japoneză). Apropo, mi-am amintit de o fază. Își mai amintește cineva de un masacru în Norvegia parcă? Tipul respectiv seamăn perfect cu un Scientolog din Ungaria, la fel cum și Timothy McVey seamănă cu Tom Cruise, etc..
Postare veche, nu este perfect aliniată

1:50 Am deschis iar ușa la balcon. Ca și acum două zile, afară miroase a piatră bazaltică, probabil în seara asta mi-au dat iar praf de izolație bazaltică, ce se prespune că este încărcat cu tetani, după episodul cu Xenu de acum 75 milioane de ani. Majoritatea caselor americane sunt construite cu izolație făcută din acest tip de piatră.

Chiar acum mi-am dat seama de o chestie. Robinho care se pare că locuiește deasupra și care seamănă cu un luptător japonez, nu apare listat nicăieri ca și scientolog, însă numele lui este destul de aproape de o anagramă a numelui Ron Hubbard, profetul scientologilor.

7:23, aproape 5 ore de somn. M-am trezit și am făcut un test drive cu mașina. La început avea 14.5 volți, apoi a coborât la 12,7 și a oscilat, apoi s-a stabilizat la 14,2. Dar ceva părea schimbat, motorul părea că trage mult mai bine. Dar și zgomotul care se aude la fiecare a doua revoluție a arborelui cotit era mai tare. În timp ce Angela mergea la servici de asemenea tensiunea a oscilat. Am citit recent că există ceea ce se numește "smart charging system" adică alternatorul încarcă doar în anumite momente. Am citit știrile și iar am dat peste niște imagini, de data asta oameni de vârstă medie. Toți îmbrăcați în haine noi, de recuzită, asortate de altfel, puțini obosiți și cu degetul pe trăgaci. De ce stăteau așa în palat tot timpul cu degetul pe trăgaci, nu oboseau la deget? Unul pare a avea un ceas scump și la fel ca cel din dreapta, cel așezat treaz, nu pare a avea fizionomie de afgan. Mie îmi par așa imagini regizate, menite să fie privite o secundă două sau cât știu ei că se uită marea majoritate la ele. Dacă le privești doar puțin mai mult, începi să vezi că aia nu e în ordine, cealaltă nu e în ordine, nu îți sar în ochi ca fiind autentice. Tipul așezat se uită și pare frustrat iar pe fața lui se citește. Noi cât mai stăm pe aici? Toți par niște figuranți la un show care durează prea mult, plictisiți peste măsură, nu niște învingători care abia au luat palatul prezidențial.

Iată o imagine, mai multe, de afgani reali