12:05/10:05 Poate ar trebui să citesc din nou povestea omului dedublat sau cel puțin sumarul. Dostoevsky mai are o chestie, profeția din Demonii, însă eu aș merge mai departe și generaliza, nu e vorba doar de comunismul care a urmat, ci de ceea ce se întâmplă și acum, adică noua ordine corporatistă.
Omul dedublat, s-ar putea să conțină cheia sau cel puțin informații utile despre ceea ce se întâmplă acum. Citeam știrile, nu văd altceva decât dublări ale unor evenimente prin știri selectate sau inventate. Ceva ce la un moment dat am numit ingannare (un cuvânt latin), ceva cu care pur și simplu nu pot să țin pasul. Hai să dau un exemplu, intervenția lui Gorbaciov după ce am postat asemănarea dintre George Michael și Ioan Luchian Mihalea, alte chestii. Știm cu toții, Gorbaciov are pe frunte harta Italiei care se oprește la Roma, iar eu mai știu că de-a lungul vieții același actor (cântăreț de operă) l-a mai jucat pe Elvis Presley, precum și pe liderul revoluției din 1958 din Ungaria, Attila Jánoki.
Probabil că se poate construi o teorie matematică care să explice folosirea dublării. Este foarte simplu deși se aplică într-un sistem extrem de complex, societatea umană multinațională. Dacă se introduce în circuitul informațional social un eveniment asemănător cu primul, se crează suficientă confuzie pentru ca nimeni să nu poată trage nici o concluzie constructivă din primul (se introduce dubiul asupra primului eveniment, de obicei nu există nici un indiciu - track back - către primul, pentru persoanele care nu suspectează nimic). Însă mai e și chestia cu substituția, care este de fapt opusul dedublării. Persoanele substituite nu au nici un fel de răspundere pentru ceea ce crează, fiindcă de fapt nu există. Exemplul lui lui Cîțu. În tupeul său infinit, sau mai bine zis inexistent, fiindcă el face ce face la comanda unui dirijor, sau al unui ansamblu de dirijori aflat în starea de dreaming, sau comuniune hai să zicem spirituală, a venit și a postat niște poze cu el însuși, în ipostaze detectabil diferite. Sau mă rog, cineva i le-a postat.
Asta nu face decât să-mi amintească faza cu bugetul, această scrisoare a lui Poe ascunsă în văzul tuturor. Pe pagina lui de fb se găsește un grafic cu execuția bugetară la 6 luni. 80% clamează el, în Monitorul oficial am găsit 70. Mă rog. Hai să mergem la Ministerul Transporturilor. (Nu știu exact când, cel puțin cu 5 ani în urmă, au venit și au inventat chestia cu "credite de angajament", adică bugetul e și el în formă dublă, adică bugetul propriu zis lângă care mai apare o sumă, credite de angajament, care bănuiesc că e o formă de transfer al unor sume de la un an la altul, imposibil de verificat). Deci în versiunea cu credite de angajament, bugetul Ministerului Transporturilor pe anul care a trecut a fost de 32 miliarde. "Executat" 70 sau 80 la sută, dacă acest procent să menține până la sfârșitul anului (probabil vom vedea sumele în Monitorul Oficial la începutul anului) tot avem o sumă enormă, pe care nu ne-a explicat-o nici un om politic.
De ce demonii lui Dostoievski ne aplică aceste teorii și de ce ei sunt altfel decât noi? Pur și simplu pentru că au trăit în Australia, pe singurul continent izolat, separat de restul lumii, timp de zeci de mii de ani, și astfel și-au format toate aceste idei pe care noi, restul, majoritatea, nu le vom înțelege niciodată. Poate că nici nu sunt idei conștiente, dar ceea ce ei numesc "the dreaming".
1:41 After my last trip at the Spirit Mountain, got a clunk at the suspension on the left front. Could have happened earlier cause it can only be heard when i do the right turn at the entrance of the complex, which is more elevated. Tried the upper strut connection, lug nuts. Got to jack the car, remove the wheel to see. First, stepped on a few mounds, killed the smoke. Every time i tried to do it so far, they come with bags, gifts, all the good people of the complex on Christmas eve, only me working on car. The guy upstairs yells profanities for real every time i get depressed or mad (in my mind), almost caused me another dysphagia.
2:10 I turned the wheel, without jacking, again in heavy rain, tried sway bar to strut linkage, turned the other way and found one caliper slider bolt (14 mm hex head) loose about one quart of a turn (yes the one i worked on last time, but i always torque them twice, yes by hand). Laundry perfume flooding the space around car, hiding something else. Got nauseated. Every time i go outside there is one person ready and passes by.
4:34 All four bolts on both calipers were loose. Went for an Amazon return, UPS store was closed, searching for a fresh Christmas tree in two places, both closed, some stuff at NAPA, got there at 3:00, the guy just closed door in front of me. Went through several red light cameras. When i got back i stopped on red at Tualatin Sherwood and 99, and can't remember if i left on green or it was just the green left arrow (first light out of three in front of me, done that before). Saw a flash or two right after i left, but they were kinda faint. One guy going through intersection the other way, kinda fast. Got one car in front of me, could have been both green arrows were on when he came from left, one guy at my right. Had my mask on but under the nose. Got a trip permit, which is visible from behind. Now i start having fun searching for situations like this. First thing i found. Where is this world going to? (Not that i'm drunk but i love this song, (still) following on youtube). "Stevie Nicks" is a genius. And despite everything they say, the guitar sounds extraordinary.
11:25 I can't believe i've done it again. I was very nervous because of the car and all the ninja in the world that ruined (again) my Christmas eve. Made a big mess in the kitchen. However, i've done some of the best "cozonacs" in my entire life. Isn't this a pity, the older you get, the better your cozonacs?
Another favorite of mine. For some "reason", associated with this time of the year...
1:01 GNUNotUnix. I always believed. Huns could not have been that numerous. They knew they couldn't openly dominate the Romans and stopped at the gates of Rome in exchange for Panonia. Romans were at the peak of their might, with probably millions of soldiers (records show 300 thousands). The only way they could have brought the Roman Empire to its knees was secret, unconventional warfare. One sack of cannabis burnt from the direction of wind towards enemy's camp, just before the attack. But with current religious leaders, after infiltrating the Catholic Church with their people - the Dominicans, others, many records have been suppressed and under unprecedented pressure of media in the past century, contemporary people got used not to (know what to) think anymore.
8:29 Place filled with smoke. Every time is different. I think they're rotating kratom, cocaine, meth, others. I went and leveled the bulges, one under deck, one under bedroom window, one under the bush in front, now airing. By doing so i got to breath more next to those. Temporarily stopped thinking, can't do what i wanted this morning. My brain just froze.
9:25 Still sick from the smoke. I made some tee, mint and chamomile, i asked Angela why it tasted like soup. Because it has tarragon in it she said. Read on the label. Mint with tarragon. Wanted to go and grab something from the trunk of the car. A delivery van flashing yellow lights next to red curb, 10 ft away from my trunk. A guy with a white beard and a big white dog peeing copious amounts in front of the car. Feels like i'm going to puke.
9:52 Finally got to my trunk. Trying to clean the apartment, big dilemma, got the parts i replaced (pulled from the car) that could prove what kinda cascade failures the car had and whose fault was, but have no room to store them.
2:09 Apparently DNA sequencing (and RNA by generalization) doesn't work for samples preserved in formalin (an aqueous solution of formaldehyde) for more than 30 years. Formaldehyde also denatures proteins (changes their structure) so spike protein of a certain virus variant cannot be recognized after a sample being kept in formaldehyde for 100 years. RNA sequencing is the other method of determining a COVID variant. Then how do they know.
7:35/5:35 Oamenii de știință britanici au descoperit. Dar e posibil?
8:40/5:40 A pandemic never comes alone. Did Hong Kong flu had a contribution to ending of the 1968 social unrest that started in France? Not in the US. Also could not find any references as being more than one variant. To me, one thing is sure. If not for the current pandemic, the global elite would have been screwed by now. But if that stop working, they will come up with something.
9:50 Ok the reason my immune system can't fight with the current T gondii infection is because the red wood dust that i breath which contains antimicrobial tanine, mutates the protozoa in my gut faster than my immune system can keep up.
6:26 Winter solstice. Sun "stays". Which means it's not going down south no more (angle with horizon at noon). Starting today, will go back up until June 21 when it will reach maximum, another solstice, with an equinox (night equals day) on March 21.
Started again to search for a face, a guy with slanted eyes and narrow forehead with lots of hair for his age, again room filled with smoke. Probably some guy passing with a dog stuck again something in two different places, one next to the wall where i'm at, one under deck. I went and stepped on the bulges, but lately i realized it's not really helping a lot, they added something in the formula that makes it keep burning. I think of a short bald smiling guy (blonde Buddha as i call him) that i once saw with the dog very close to that wall and my door.
10:35 Hugger
1:30 Went outside with a soft long haired cob web brush and a bucket of water and gently rubbed the car in the rain all around while rinsing the brush in the bucket. While in the middle of it, a smell, most likely kratom, filled the area. An older unknwon guy that could have been Latino or Hungarian, passed, to witness. Some guys at the next entrance started to yell. After i was done, i went and checked and there was an open hole not far from the car. Went and scrapped some soil with a kitchen spoon, mixed with with cement and plugged that hole and the smoke disappeared.