June 12

2:20 Just crossed my mind. Could the boomerang (God's scourge) be loaded with some burning incapacitating stuff calculated to start and finish burning only over the head of the enemy and then returning, and this finally may explain how the Huns beat the Romans who were  hundreds of times more numerous and then negotiated a settling place in Pannonia or today's Hungary, for sparing of Rome itself.

Huns later integrated the silk road caravan guardians, the warrior Buddhist Magars, hence the current name of country, also for cover, Magyarország. No records in Vatican or Rome (same as for Dacia), as Catholic Church (Universal) is controlled by them for almost a thousand years now.

4:21 Choke the demons. Angela went to the bathroom, he followed there. Lately he's been following or waiting for me there every time, flushing, triggering reflexes that may lead to later chocking. They also brought in their children in the backyard, hoping i will shut the windows and forget them close as we decided to leave for the rest of the day.

Kali Ma

Yesterday i vacuumed. The worst part of it is i got to breath the dust that settled everywhere of which some was "wall dust" that came in here through a couple of what i believe was artificially created holes and mixed with normal dust (mostly cotton from clothes). Both in living and bedroom there were some screws in the frame of the in unused wall heater that apparently have been unscrewed. The wall dust contains among others, choking sulfur. Any piece of the "used" or 40 years old drywall made of aerated calcium sulfate that one may take out of the wall is a health hazard, the bubbles inside being saturated with sulfur dioxide from the decomposing over the years of calcium sulfate.

Sulfur dioxide is made when sulfur combines with oxygen and is a precursor of sulfuric acid. Calcium sulfate that the walls are made of is a combination of sulfur and calcium that is chemically stable but can be destabilized in time by sufate reduction and sulfur production bacteria.

It is the paint that sort of keeps it inside, but on the other side, or inside the wall, there's only paper. And the mandatory half inch space between the panels and the floor makes it communicate with the air inside.

Sulfur and paper. Obviously got some of it in my lungs and that contributed to me getting in some sort of respiratory distress last night that BTW is not cleared completely. Angela cannot stand the smell when i vacuum and wants to do it always when she's not home and she went to the stores. Things were aggravated by the fact that i did not vacuum in such a long time. Wall dust mixed with regular dust and some will pass through the vacuum's paper bag. She got mad at me i done it over the weekend, but could not wait until Monday, after the pains in my legs. Pains created by the same dust when i walk. It was simply too much.

Sulfur and paper. The same stuff i ran into last night when i drove through Kalama. If you pass through Kalama and the wind is blowing from that direction, you are certainly going to pass through that smell. Last night we were both wondering how the people in Kalama can live with it.

Sulfur and paper. Both materials can be found among other "symbols" in any of the "chambers of reflections" of the masonic lodges and temples. Paper is not listed here, but it is on the table, and used by novices to write down something. The word VITRIOL is written on the wall as an acronym (with dots between letters). According to google vitriol in chemistry is sulfuric acid, but from what i remember from either my grade or H₂S chemistry teacher it is actually a mixture of sulfuric and chlorhydric (or hydrochloric acid) that can dissolve glass, hence the etymology of that word. One of the purpose of those symbols is to remind the novice the fragility and futility of this life.

Woke after 5 hours of sleep, again chocked by the same smell from vacuuming yesterday (mold and sulfur and s...). Started the UV light and moved in the bedroom where i opened the window. Was laying in bed minding my own mind when a smoke like mold smell started to fill the room. Went outside and found some fresh mole mounds under bedroom's window. Grabbed some boras but when i tried to pour in the holes under the mounds, i realized they were flooded by the endless rain. The only way moles could have raised those mounds this morning is if they swam under water (using scuba diving equipment).

One of the words in aboriginal languages for boomerang besides kylie is garla. Kylie is a tool of hunting, thus death. Ancient aboriginals pretty much like us needed to kill animals to survive, hence the cycle of destruction/life. Throwing a boomerang required timing because it is a slow throwing tool (when compared to an arrow) and prey is also moving. All attributes of Kali, the black goddess, one of the most worshiped Indian goddesses. But could the ancient Australian word garla be at origin of garlic, garland, girl, all the names based on Karl etc.. Black is the color of soil from which everything is being born.

We all know (no need to google) that the stinking part of garlic and/or onion is sulfur based components. Nevermind, here. Could the little skulls garland of Kali actually be a garland made of garlic and her protruding tongue symbolize choking, at least in some versions? Could ancient aboriginals use garlic mixed with saltpeter or something to incapacitate their prey without making them toxic to eat. Maybe we all misjudged the boomerang and its weird capacity of returning to the hunter, without even needing to hit the prey.
 

Sulfur is being eliminated in atmosphere in vast amounts by the coal burning plants, as coal contains sulfur. The atmosphere of planet Venus that at first was similar to Earth, is now made mostly of carbon dioxide with sulfur dioxide clouds, hence the yellowish pearl like color.

Also, useful. Mercaptans are sulfur based compounds that are the stinkiest stuff known to human kind in only ppm amounts, and are added to gasoline, natural gas and generally any flammable petroleum sub-products to make a leak obvious. Which we didn't need if we started driving electric vehicles but at first those would have been powered by lead/(sulfuric)/acid (classic) batteries. Sulfites are used to preserve wine. Suflatiazole is a form of antibiotic. Organic sulfur caught in garlic and onion is antibacterial and beneficial.

Can we us all put all these aside to rest for now, lick our wounds and go about our business?

Apparently not. I was minding my own business in the kitchen talking with Angela while together building a vegetable soup and thought of how i needed a drink to forget about the never-ending smells, stupidity of those who follow this goddess when he started to stomp and yell, furiously.

Emotions are some of the most difficult parts of our lives to deal with. Not for the simple minded, that may collapse under, especially when navigating alone through the complexity of modern life. There is no such things about knowing too much, but if you think that believing equates knowing, then you're really in trouble like the guy at the first person in this song.

As for the tragedy of our conscience being trapped in these fragile, imperfect and needy bodies, that requires a whole philosophy to deal with.

June 11

9:34 Alexandra Măceșanu, Ioan Măceșanu, Luiza Nedelcu (ăsta trebuie refăcut), urmează și alții din lot.

11:43 As i said before throwing a boomerang involves timing cause it is a pretty slow weapon and you need to calculate both trajectory of prey and of the boomerang to make them meet. Probably that's why Cali (Kyle) is among other things a goddess of time (Dharug word?). Those separated genetically and culturally from us for tens of thousands of years or maybe more have learned to think in 4 dimensions and none of us statec minds can predict their whereabouts in the 4 dimension space (3 + time).

Example. I am cleaning the apartment and went outside to throw a box of empty glasses in the recycle been. Sleepy, with 6 hours of sleep (not enough, as per the guy upstairs who probably woke me up), i saw this birthday balloon in the alley next to recycle bins and thought to grab it and toss it in the bin after i dump by box. With no cars on the alley, i was feeling alone and lazy. From around the corner here came this tan SUV with a tall guy as a passenger that was staring at my butt as i bent to put the box down so i can raise the lid on the bin. And then guess what. They slowly drove on the balloon, making it pop and scared the s... out of me. I was thinking of confronting them as they stopped at the mailboxes where the mail van was and the local pope on the site pope was holding a sermon. More examples daily as they come up with something on keywords for most everything i post. Time is afraid of what?

12:28 After the sequence with the birthday balloon, there are little doubts now that Loredana Groza with her strong perfume was sitting next to me at Spirit Mountain as i caught some free games and could not leave the machine. So i guess some her perfume went into my clothes. No, those bottles gathered within a month time period and were not from any party last night. If i only threw them when Angela said first time, a few days ago. Now i feel like a need a drink. But got to keep sober causer I planned to vacuum today as i haven't done it since January.

3:16 If you ever missed church, no problem. You can always listen to Pope Malone on your dev-ice.

June 10

12:40 Una piperată cu seminar teologic. Până să-mi fac timp să postez chestia asta, care îmi circulă prin cap de vreo săptămână vin ei cu alte zvonuri și tâmpenii pe care nu le cred. Un obicei al mediei românești de toate felurile, scriu de cele mai multe ori chestii neverificabile, în care retorica este 99% iar restul greșeli de ortografie. Ok get ready.

Cu un timp în urmă l-am identificat pe cântărețul de succes și de calitate Pope Malone ca fiind un cântăreț de operă din Ungaria. Dar nu orice cântăreț de operă din Ungaria ci unul de origine română cu nume grecesc ce a făcut seminarul teologic reformat și Academia Gheorghe Dima (de care iată aud prima dată).

De aici timbrul și stilul deosebit, popesc. Ascultați:

11:28 Udrea, sfârșit de sezon, sfârșit de poveste cu final variabil. Fiindcă azi era nașpa, se cerea un cap, a căzut capul Elenei Udrea. Altfel, ar mai fi durat luni sau ani.

Ce a făcut Elena Udrea. Merită să ne uităm peste cifre. 4,3 miliarde euro bani europeni, 1.4 din bugetul nostru de stat. La prețul maxim de 20 milioane de euro pe km de autostradă, sau prețul mediu din România, cu un miliard de euro se făceau 500 km de autostradă (la bulgari de exemplu prețul este și de 2 milioane euro pe km, pentru cele realizate printr-o firmă de stat). Eu cred că poate vreo 10 la sută din banii contractați de EU au mers unde trebuia.

În mod paradoxal, autostrăzile sunt cele care atrag turismul și nu proiectele multe și mărunte neverificabile din zone izolate. Din banii respectivi probabil s-au făcut autostrăzi și proiecte sociale (32 de mii de euro sau 12 milioane de forinți pentru al 3-lea copil), ați ghicit, în Ungaria.

12:11 Twenty years ago maybe Angela saw somewhere an ad for some supplements based on magnesium. In the same time someone from Romania gave me the same advice but i wouldn't listen. One of the trouble with magnesium is that if you live in an environment that is contaminated by example with sewer gas, the bad bacteria in your gut is assimilated faster because of increased motility. Actually i think your body eliminates the magnesium because of that, and stress. Magnesium is found in foods like beans, tofu and in lesser amounts but higher quality and slow release in greens.

Low magnesium translates in muscular cramps. Millions of capillary vessels "safe fail" in a constricted mode due to lack of magnesium. Lower blood supply also leads to decreasing metabolism contributing to diabetes of which main cause is fast elimination of sugar from your infected intestine.

Now that i started to control (a bit) my environment, after pains and cramps all over my body, i became interested in trying some. With some very low doses (less than 50% necessary daily intake) all my pains were gone and i finally was able to warm up (had to use a heat pad, an oil heater next to bed, etc..). But again, nausea and general malaise starts because of bad bacteria in gut. Working the floor from upstairs instantly release dust from ceiling and raise and mixes air from places on top of garbage can, kitchen sink, toilet, etc.. and brings it to you. Small but detectable sulfur dioxide from decomposing of gypsum walls or tannin from redwood mulch mutates bacteria at a pace faster than your immune can react.

Things are worse for ex smokers. Few people realize that the heavy metals in vegetal ash is antibacterial and anti-fungal. Same with alcohol. With the host of troubles given by smoking cigarettes, and drinking there are some, mostly short term, benefits and that is having your lungs in the case of smoking and subsequently your gut somehow protected (better said, the balance is shifted) by that smoke and/or alcohol. Your body, after decades get used to and if you quit smoking or drinking, you get in all sorts of trouble. Shall i call it a permanent hangover.

2:57 Documentele "într-o limbă străină" dar realizate în Lituania "s-au ocupat de documente", nu conțineau un act de înmatriculare "avionul nu era înmatriculat". Putea fi doar un act de vânzare cumpărare. Dacă nu are și el o copie (cu numele cumpărătorului) fostul proprietar nu poate dovedi că a vândut avionul.

A gép nem mișto zburasen. Avioanele nu zboară așa de capul lor. Dacă a decolat de pe un aeroport mic din Lituania, a intrat pe radar și cel mai apropiat turn de control i-a cerut să se identifice după care se afla că nu este înmatriculat și invitat să aterizeze sau escortat. Dacă nu se identifica, autoritatea militară Lituaniană de asemenea trebuia să intervină. Din momentul în care a intrat în Ungaria pilotul trebuia să se identifice cu numărul avionului și să ceară permisiune de a intra în spațiul aerian. În acel moment avionul a fost identificat iar ungurii știau că avionul nu este înmatriculat și avionul ori trebuia să se întoarcă de unde a venit ori să aterizeze pe primul aeroport, după care să fie reținut. Nu știu ce infracțiune este în Ungaria să zbori un avion care nu este înmatriculat, dar piloții cred că trebuiau interogați. Oricum ar fi fost, și fostul proprietar și polițiștii unguri trebuie să știe cine au fost.

A și avionul din Beechcraft ieri s-a făcut azi Piper, (la fel ca cel pilotat de Andrei Post el Nicu) fiindcă am postat "chestia piperată" cu Post Malone.

3:40 I fixed a drawer in bedroom with JB weld, some detectable amounts of chemicals must have been released. The man upstairs finally left after being for 3 days in here, but somebody or something dug a hole under bedroom's window (punishment) and elemental or mineral sulfur (SO2, double down) like smell came through the open sliding door in living, making me choke.

2:23 Loredana Groza. Am avut o colegă, eu credeam Gaitan Mirela în facultate și apoi la IMU. Pot să povestesc faze cu ea dar acum n-am chef și sunt și prea obosit.

June 9

11:15 Iar îmi risc contul de blogger postând link-ul acesta. Înțeleg că pe tipul ăsta îl cheamă aproape la fel cum era poreclit fostul președinte de o lună al României, de pe vremurile fabuloase când Băsescu cel suspendat nu trăia într-o vilă de protocol, nici într-un apartament modest de jumătate de milion ci într-un garaj, înțeleg că a fost șef de filială AUR, ce nu înțeleg este cum și-a putut face cont de fb, pe care postează tot felul de chestii religioase.

6:02 Da miroase nașpa aici în apartament. Hainele miros predominant a combinație mucegai/kk. Mereu altceva. Azi și în ultimele zile miroase a canal de WC. Într-o zi, acum vreo săptămână ceva i s-a cășunat tipului de deasupra. A început să izbească cu un ciocan peretele dintre baie și bucătărie chiar deasupra podelei și de atunci miroase tot așa. Nu știu exact ce este, anul trecut a avut o scurgere de la scaunului lui de WC, scurgerea a fost reparată dar nimeni nu a curățat zona. Un timp am tot pus niște recipiente cu clor care corespundeau în zona respectivă, după care am uitat sau renunțat. Sunt mai multe posibilități. Chestia s-a transformat în praf și când a izbit s-a desprins și a început să circule prin podeaua goală pe dinăuntru, înaltă aproape jumătate de metru. Sau a creat o scurgere nouă, numai de gaz de canal. Sau mirosul venea pe la mașina de spălat rufe, când s-a golit complet și am uitat să pună niște apă care să umple supapa aia în formă de S. Ieri am spălat și uscat rufe toată ziua, s-a făcut foarte cald de la mașina de uscat rufe, am avut geamul deschis și am dormit așa din greșeală. M-am trezit mult mai odihnit decât de obicei, dar cu un gust nașpa în gură, iar în zona bucătăriei tot așa miroase a canal. Am pus niște apă în mașina de spălat (ieri am uitat când am spălat ultima dată) și pare că e mai bine.

Eu sunt sigur că diabetul are legătură cu locuințele acestea. Miroase pereții de ghips a bioxid de sulf, instalațiile sanitare sunt vechi de 40 de ani. Când mă plimb prin complex simt mirosul de kk și sulf cum emană din clădirile de lemn cu instalații vechi, mai ales acum, cu încălzirea (în sfârșit) a vremii foarte întârziate. Prin colțurile mai reci se formează mucegai. Și fiindcă nu era destul, au pus rumeguș de lemn roșu cu un mare conținut de tanin. Dacă aruncă cineva o bucățică de ambalaj contaminată cu alimente, totul începe să miroase, fiindcă taninul fiind antimicrobian selectează tulpini de mucegai și bacterii foarte nașpa etc.. În ultimele zile am luat acasă de două ori chicken teriyacki iar cineva a aruncat un grătar folosit pe rumegușul de lemn de sequoia. Totdeauna aruncă chestii legate de ce mănânc sau beau ultima dată. Un fel de vrăji zic eu. Se face o floră intestinală foarte proastă, cu eliberarea de toxine. Organismul încearcă să scoată tot zahărul din intestin pentru a nu mai alimenta acea floră și îl depozitează în țesuturi, prin creșterea concentrației în sânge. De aceea încerc să mai ies dar ultima dată a fost fum pe stradă, atât de mult încât a trebuit să-mi spăl toate hainele și tot ce am atins în casă când am venit. Cred că m-au pedepsit fiindcă puțeam. Da puțeam dar nu e vina mea, de data asta s-a deranjat ceva la WC-ul de deasupra, etc.. Pe cine deranja, nu erau alți pietoni pe stradă. Acum mă tem să mai ies.

Mă gândesc dacă nu era așa și în România. "Coloanele" de țevi din baie. Dar pe atunci fumam, și asta acoperea multe mirosuri.

8:03 Iată în sfârșit un mic răspuns despre unde se duc banii bugetului Ministerului Dezvoltării. Un buget "variabil" (cu "credite de angajament") care pentru 2022 este între 8 și 57 miliarde

8:28 Alta acum. După ce am recitit ultimele postări (m-am trezit după 4 ore de somn în condițiile de mai sus și aștept să mi se facă iar somn, ascultând televizorului și scârțâiala de sus, am găsit cea de-a treia modificare sau revenire la o versiune anterioară, timp de 24 de ore în blog. Cineva îmi are parola, intră și schimbă chestii. Cred că trebuie să o schimb dar nu știu cât de multe chestii vor fi afectate, pentru că parola asta o am la mai multe chestii.

3:05 Realimentarea în ciudă. Un delir. Când au completat formularul pentru planul de zbor (care nu a fost aprobat) bănuiesc că au dat ID-ul avionului. Numele celor doi, țara. Pașaport, viză, ștampilă dacă nu erau din UE. Poate când le-au făcut plinul i-a zărit cineva? Au plătit cu VISA? Le-au dat chitanță? Poate își amintește cineva din aeroport, controlorii de zbor care au aprobat și dirijat aterizarea ce număr avea avionul pe coadă? Piloții români și americani de F16 de asemenea au văzut avionul și numărul de pe el.

3:07 Umbra lui Umberto planează ca o orca peste câmpurile de aur ale Ucrainei și ecourile lui apar la orice scriu. Ce tip de semiotică neagră este aceasta, când la orice postez se caută, inventează sau chiar crează un eveniment alegoric pentru a distrage atenția de la orice informație utilă și reală? Astfel, știrile își pierd rolul informativ și devin un mijloc, cel mai eficient, de dezinformare.

Nu știu nu mă pricep la teoria informațiilor, comunicării decât din practică, dar s-ar părea că emotivul nu distinge între util și nesemnificativ, cauză și efect, atâta timp cât sunt prezentate în același spațiu virtual.

5:15 I was in a state of high anxiety, with difficulties breathing, overventilating because the man upstairs had walked on my brain waves all the time when i read the news, did searches and posted the entries above, that is most time (i go in and out of sleep these days), when Angela came and she had trouble at work.

Apparently someone messed overnight with one of her SMT machines and she had trouble so start it in the day when she had one of the most difficult boards so far. As a beginner, she made some mistakes (two parts on the board, out of over 600 of over 100 different types you feed the machine with, were upside down), mostly because of stress given by the above events and a modification of one of the machines, and had to do some manual rework with her trainer on a few boards (out of 95 or the whole work orders which were mostly ok, huge boards, hard to handle during rework, using for the first time at Eaton her resume stated SMT soldering skills from GE), but it will take weeks until the boards will be tested. Not a big deal, says Angela, it happened many times before to more experienced people (the woman who did that job before, for years, again left recently, like many others) but there is no repair tech as he is retiring again complaining of too much load. Though she re-soldered them all, last board was touched up again by her trainer after a tiny part was out of place).

After that she went to her (rented) "garden bed" and brought some fresh lettuce, radishes and three strawberries. When i tasted the mashed potatoes and when i grabbed my first mouthful of salad, and only in that very instant, when i closed my mouth, like many times before, kids started to yell desperately in the parking lot. Like a monster would Eat them, alive.

Now i remember, last night i went for a short walk and found on a parking spot (first next to red curb) a screwdriver and a pen next to it. And what Steve Eaton, Angela's lead (coincidence of name with the name of the company who again, came at 4, he does the scheduling, he always comes earlier, "mostly for overtime") said when she stared at SMT. "Some day you will screw up".

There are a couple of guys who provide extra noise, in case i complain about the guy upstairs. One in the next building, who speaks on the phone without pause for answers, nonsenses (cannot understand what he' saying, mostly words but with no sense in phrases) with window open, very loud, for hours, in English, and one (actually a woman) in our building who does the same thing, in Spanish. They rarely converge with guy upstairs, modified exhausts, kids, other guy on the phone.

Now that Angela went to bed, like yesterday and most days the man upstairs started the TV, loud.

8:37 After watching soccer matches for hours and yelling with the narrator, the man upstairs stopped and the woman in the balcony restarted. She also switched to a conversation, now there are pauses and another voice can be heard on the speakerphone but much fainter. As i said, they take turns.