Dark pasts !
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Posted:Jan 24, 2024 1:33 pm
Last Updated:Jan 28, 2024 1:41 am 4190 Views
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One problem with the mechanics institute [mechanics workshop] was the quiet
Once you were "in" and could be trusted then the scores of the past would be told and you'd find out the ways people acted had reasons for that.
Some things went back to bitter disputes generations ago and they always kept their distance.
It made it hard for newcomers as they didn't realize the lines that they'd crossed.
They assumed I knew nothing but some things got whispered to me.
One old man quiet of tongue and meek and unassuming had once killed a b&y and although an accident it never left him.
I used his name in a welcoming consoling gesture to let him know I wasn't being critical of him.
Another had done time for an act that sent his parents to grog and early deaths.
But some had built attachments from bonding at school.
The bush could be like that.
Where I grew up in the city it had turned into all out war.
I got sent away to the bush to help my uncle run his farm.
I learned to love the quiet and began to wonder about nature.
If you got up early and went for a walk to had to use the wide tracks as spiders would have been busy during the night to weave their beautiful webs amongst the trees.
The morning dew would weigh them down then with the morning sun they'd quickly dry and the newly hatched insects would succumb and have very short lives.
The spiders too interested me, how they'd keep their distance from the trapped fly until it had no escape then pounce to poison it with their fangs.
It was often when the wind picked up as the Earth warmed that the webs started to disappear and no doubt birds and animals finished of the spiders hard and dexterous work.
It was my time to wait, and I wondered if civilization would ever take me back.
A prospector had his patch and the rule was that you never dug at somebody else's patch.
I borrowed uncles torch and melted stuff to make a 'nugget' all shiny and looking like gold and I snuck into that miners patch and dug a neat hole and stuck my nugget in and packed it in tight.
Then I strolled along the track just at the right moment to catch him working and offerd to help him move his dirt down to the creek to wash it through his sluice.
His eyes lit up when he spotted my fake nugget and then it was a dance on the creek bank that I joined in, felt like doing a rain dance, but then on second thoughts he realized it wasn't heavy enough.
"You put that there!" There was no escaping his accusing look. Would I have to run for it like when I played jokes on my father? My ass was in for it then, and his parts would become loose when he took the belt out.
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No wounds for the wicked ! A poisoned planet !
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Posted:Jan 23, 2024 3:35 pm
Last Updated:Jan 24, 2024 7:49 pm 3826 Views
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They kept spraying the golf course with poison and I noticed it in my lungs. Local animals were found dead, poisoned but no one did anything. I stopped going there and soon felt better.
Now youth crime was up and they seemed to have everything, good health ,young and bothered by a boner they'd wake up to but maybe that demanding urge was an annoyance and the older b@ys told them that only wankers played with it.
Now it was the serious business of war that needed their attention.
And finding lucrative scams, and opportunities to turn a buck.
So far when caught the parents get no blame for their siblings crimes.
Gangs were well weaponized too.
Society was falling into a hole with no way to save it.
I said to the girl "You know there's something strange going on around here!"
The shops are always empty of certain items.
like stuff you'd want in an apocalypse is disappearing off the shelves.
I said to her that I thought I was the only one doing strange stuff like that but now I had competition.
It was a battle being fought out between the preppers.
She laughed, having no idea about the crazy ones preparing for the apocalypse.
For me I got high on the feeling of the coming emergency.
I'd kept the old truck too that could run when all the other electronic things got sizzled in the EMP burst.
It was that bad, yet few saw it coming.
I'd made it a habit to buy more fuel cans and to fill them up on my weekly shopping trips.
People seemed to be walking around in a daze, with no way to make ends meet!
They'd been feeding of the credit cards hoping something would turn up.
My grip on reality had morphed somewhat and watching Alita battle angel taught me to harden up to weather the storm.
My girl had nothing hard about her.
Just a fresh smile and the cutest little laugh.
She was too benign to have got through, you'd have thought.
Reminds me of Seinfeld's take on sausage dogs. How did evoution allow them to get by?
I knew the invaders would seek their position behind the boulders so I wired them.
Not with explosives but with communications devices so I could talk to them.
"Dig below you and you'll find food !""then just piss off because I've got no other way to help you!
I'd teach the girl in the ways to become a warrior, like Battle angel Alita.
Where to find food if caught ontop.
How to find my stashes.
It was crazy stuff I know,but it kept me busy !
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Took my finger off the pulse !
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Posted:Jan 22, 2024 5:33 pm
Last Updated:Jan 23, 2024 2:57 pm 4625 Views
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One thing led to another and soon I was smack bang in my past.
A battery failed in my computer and instead of rushing to fix it I thought hang on a minute.
Let's evaluate this new state of play and maybe even get into it permanently.
I found the old xp and strangely it did kick back to life but the date was stuck on 2008 when I remember buying it.
I had to reset it before firefox would let me play again.
But utube would not run.
Something that had me firmly in its grasp had get go long enough to let its grip slip.
But that was good hey? Now as I didn't watch tv anymore and now with no tube I may as well let the fuel in the generator run out and light some candles instead.
I decided that higher powers were teaching me something.
A girl I really liked had cleaned up her mess and even her teeth showing me that there were no gaps there now, and what a cutie.
I rarely saw her on her own and she admitted that I was her favorite.
Next morning I woke up in a different state of mind. Hard and feeling young again, full of excitement, and that stuck with me even when gaining full consciousness.
I guess my dream had been answered.
The general populus was poisoned to me but this girl had slipped through to say hey I'm here !
Everything around me was suddenly old and I installed a dvd player that I'd bought once and forgot about.
Looking through the dusty pile of dvds I found some old survivors.
I remember watching some of these when they were on tele maybe 15 years ago so now I throw one in the machine and watched the bandy legged little troll on crack perform his magic.
Parvati had a devilish laugh too and I seem to remember this finishing up with Russel and Parv fighting it off in the final.
It was put to him that he'd been fighting a loosing battle all along as he could never beat parv in the final, but he did win an award for being an enjoyable player to watch. His antics that is.
There's also a series with oz and I loved that for the enjoyable challenges in the sea on that pacific island.
Magazines sat on the table from long ago too and I wondered what trick had taken time from me.
But now I was back, my old happy self again , older but wiser and I knew the traps to watch out for.
I'd show the girl my favorite parts in my wilderness and let her feed my pets.
The Summer had delivered some delightful cool breezy days that invigorated the soul.
Life was good !!!!!
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Legacies and apeshit !
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Posted:Jan 21, 2024 10:41 pm
Last Updated:Jan 29, 2024 6:08 pm 4077 Views
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Pathetic really! Civilization has its share of detractors.
A lot of feel gooders too.
A pleasant park by a popular road gets bushes with berries that get sprayed in Summer when the tourists are about looking for a pleasant place by the road to stop and let the k&ds stretch their legs.
Then if they're lucky a local farmer in the know may spot them and stop to warn them that the berries have just been sprayed.
No law exists that says signs need to be put up warning of the poisoning.
People leave behind legacies.
One is that the land is sinking because the deep down groundwater is being tapped to grow crops.
Crops for food, no not always as corn is often grown to turn into ethanol.
So future people who need land and water for food can point to the problem people brought about years earlier.
Now utube which I used to love is full of AI dribble.
Soupy scripts read by auto script and by the comments people are waking up to it.
Some still have real people saying stuff and they can be wildly popular.
Like better bachelor that's going off the charts in popularity and eager involvement.
Such a great place to get something off your chest.
I added a mild comment that got put at the top and now thousands have commented and discussed what I said.
I'm always trying to create controversy.
At the mechanics institute I caught myself telling another whopper.
I'd broached the subject about how 2024 was shaping up, with prophetic types taking snipes at catastrophic things shaping up.
Everyone had their say then something that was itching at me found the right pause to find its way out, that once the target measures to still or reduce the global temperatures fails dismally then other more drastic measures will be made by the rich controlling few to cull the race down to manageable levels to save the Earth.
Is that what virus research is really about?
A failsafe if people can't live greener and keep on polluting the atmosphere?
They loved it!
No opposition at all only resigned comments that that's where we'll finish up.
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"Bright eyed" and bushy tailed.
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Posted:Jan 14, 2024 1:38 pm
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2024 2:20 pm 6894 Views
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I hated TV, I could drop in on disturbing snippets like there was no way out of it.
I had to know these things.
My mind felt alone and poisoned.
Funny how these images would promote thoughts and they'd be waiting to cluster into something bigger!
Louis had ventured into place full of offenders and he delved into the ways they were "evaluated".
"It's quite simple really" the nurse explained producing the device that measure the erection.
"We'd sit him in front of a TV and play stuff to find out what interests him the most". "It wasn't just what's on the screen too, as the sound perfectly matches what's being shown."
The one being assessed sat in the screen room alone and the table was designed so he couldn't mes with the equipment.
Next door was where the technicians usually girls would be assessing what was happening.
The patients did there best to avoid scrutiny but it was just a game of wait and see she said.
I noticed the instruments and a big red emergency button and asked her about those.
I noticed that past the red warning someone had drawn "defcom 1' on it with a marker as a joke.
This was exiting and new stuff for me but I didn't let on about that, the girl noticed I'd slipped into some thought and I'd missed her offer."Do you want to give it a go?" She cheekily asked and her chuckle was a cute and very sexy thing, If I had that ring filled with mercury on now the instruments would have something to show for sure.
They had their stories too that would get passed around the pub that same night.
Warning lights and sirens when a guy got too interested in what he was being shown and they'd bust in on him with a bucket of water in had to cool him down but this only knocked him on the floor and he was totally out of it, unresponsive with a rock hard boner in evidence.
After much face slapping he'd drop out of his altered state and get a grip on where he was.
And the damage done, they'd played a street ALT.com scene and this is what got him hard.
There'd be no chance of getting out now, not for a while.
I thought about my virility as a and I would get one from just seeing the newspapers in the rack , thinking of the stories that could be in there.
I wouldn't have a hope of beating their system.
I realized I was blushing and felt like I'd been violated.
I remembered on tv there was a hit squad that invaded a man's home who'd been caught in a sting and they had women officers confronting him and their uniform pants nicely fitted their asses and I watched those as they issued the man the awkward questions.
Like I said I hated tv.
But I watched utube and that gave a refreshing alternative to ALT.com
A group of dancers played out something on the street and I knda guessed what it was about but also if she rejected his proposal the finger scene still made sense.
She was giving him the finger and also I could see a housewife extending her warning trying to get him out of bed to mow the lawns.
So going about it the right way had its problems too !!!
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"Pearly dome, pearly gates, and a smoking gun" !
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Posted:Jan 12, 2024 1:46 pm
Last Updated:Jan 23, 2024 7:18 pm 7621 Views
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I'd offered my services to the investigators to learn more about the "mushroom poison thingy "!
I was a simple type but that meant I had time to just sit and observe the goings on in the bush.
The animals didn't see me as a threat so calmly went about their business as I looked around.
As a ch!ld I loved to read about the adventures of Bony, who was part aboriginal and could drop into that side to give him an edge.
It was a place too filled with fear and spirits inhabited the ancient land.
As a I was told what a "toady" was, a characturistic looking mushroom to avoid.
I'd survived on that simple basis of staying clear of anything that was white top and bottom.
You could learn a lot from the animals if you had the patience.
A large collection of edible mushrooms were completely untouched by the animals and a variety I'd not noticed before was half eaten.
It was a trait I'd noticed that they did that as a caution.
So it was possible that a "mushy" was seen as more than just a meal.
To the animals it was a "high" or bush medicine, (a way to stick it to those hungry worms that manifested in your gut.)
The animals didn't touch the ones described as "death caps" not any nibble could be seen on those ones.
But I found one that looked similar that was eaten and that was like the bomb to blow the case wide open.
The animals around saw me doing something suspicious to the "poisonous ones" and I could detect what their questioning looks meant.(What's this bloody fool think he's doing?)
So we had a possibility that may interest the court but it would be the ones who study psychology in school who'd have the last say.
I imagined a biology class and it provided a different take on how humans worked.
Not constricted to being socially sympathetic it could cut right to the chase.
The professor or whatever a teacher may be called would use his pointer on the image and pronounce that the woman had a big butt and small dexterous hands as way of evolution to achieve her tasks.
Meanwhile in another room certain social characteristics about social conditions was meaningfully and sensetivelly given to the students.
Being uneducated I had the license to think like that.
I had a little practical experience to back that up as well.
The women could perform certain 'actions' when an urgent "correction" was needed.
I didn't fit the whole being a male bill so it was necessary to to separate me from the things that dangled below my puny appendage.
The girl \was strong and her efficency was obvious and even though I'd been warned to expect that attack it did shock and surprise me when it came.
I'd even been wearing a tie around my balls holding them out and vulnerable in a bold "devil may care" way accepting my fate.
Why even blame her for it when it could have been God's voice getting in her air.
Promising a reward to "knacker" the b&y.
A few clues started stacking up and it was no surprise to hear the confession on her death bed.
You were supposed to be a woman she explained and the doctor whom you know filled me up with hormones convinced that he could achieve a .
Now my thin wrists and long wavy hair that stayed with me when the males around had theirs thinning leaving a widening bald spot made sense but I was happy with who I was.
Girls paid me a lot of attention too. Did they imagine a sweetheart. That story another time !
The last pic is the "death cap' the one thought to be responsible.
 Once we venture into the forest it become shades of red or purple, only foolish ones venture there.
The land of vivid dreams !!!!!!!!
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BIG MINDS Vs small minds vs the quantum thinkers.
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Posted:Jan 11, 2024 6:06 pm
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2024 9:15 pm 7770 Views
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But firstly Who poisoned the honey?
One theory is that the Aparists were spreading the weed seeds along the roadsides to get the flowers growing to keep their bees happy as there was little flowers in the paddocks or on the trees.
So that would send the government workers out to spray the weeds with poison, (cancerous) that the bees collected when they visited the flowers and made them produce poisonous honey.
Poisonous as in producing cancer.
Honey is described by some as God's elixir to life.
Now the quantum thinkers were on the scene furrowing their brows as they conversed with the quantum.
The quantum is everywhere and is not something designed to be questioned.
It's made to look like everything is hunky dory.
But to look too closely at it it looks chaotic and entangled particles proved that there's more going on than meets the biological computations aimed at understanding it.
The self taught quantum thinkers had different ways of doing everything.
They'd sleep on their books and meditate to listen more closely to what the Universe has to say.
Is this the first or only universe they'd ask.
I was watching 21 the movie and noticed they'd used the question that Marilyn vos Savant famously answered.
I got one of her books and found it did radiate a certain almost indescribable thing.
Graham Hancock described a book he was interested in as a "hard read".
I imagined Joe Dispenza's book about using the quantum to heal.
That was a hard read but I'm not certain that the proofs given sold the theory.
Happy minds are healthier was probably all that was needed to be written.
I bought maths books and I promised myself to take a look sometime.
There was a puzzle about two circles one twice the diameter as the other, so how many rolls does it take to roll the smaller one around the big one? A couple of students saw the problem with the question and wrote that the obvious answer was wrong and indeed it was and there seemed to be two ways to answer it and neither were presented on the multichoice answers.
6000 got it wrong.
So if the universe had been done before then surely some of the problems with it got ironed out.
But there was no simple way to ditch the entangled particles.
It' like God's mistake that could "blow up' the whole shebang as some sort of fraud, a Matrex or holographic simulation.
Then once we noticed that we'd know the truth, about time and about how what's joined are only dependent on time for half the equation.
The half that we're supposed to take seriously.
The quantum brains were way ahead of the classically taught and educated old heads of sufferogates.(different from surrogates)
There was just no easy way out for them.
If it wasn't hard then the short cuts you took wouldn't add up.
Nothing would work!
You'd have an enemometry system where no food would finish up for sale sitting on a shelf.
Noone would be bothered !!!!!
"Adjunks" scare me ,Quantum physics, quantum World, may not represent what I'm into. Need a new word perhaps. Maybe Quantum telepathic science. So I left Quantum out in the cold not fully sure about what to join with it. The mind according to some has more influence over the "small stuff" than we may imagine. Healing yourself, feeding yourself by your thoughts and countless other things.  Oh don't get me started on Quantum theory, I mean when a guy contributes a major finding and proves it about the quantum physics and then he admits he's never really understood quantum theory, then where does that leave the rest of us ? Too scared to go anywhere near the word I imagine.
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Not as bad as you thought, but worse !
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Posted:Jan 10, 2024 7:29 pm
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2024 5:23 pm 7180 Views
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In the age of robot assassins it's too risky to go up onto the surface.
These things could replicate too !!! Repair and replicate ! Was there slogan.
So the super quantum computer was quickly shut down when it was realized it knew too much !
No code or password was safe anymore.
It became apparent that the stealth the aliens used was the only way.
Using dimensions to cross into as a place to hide for a while.
Good if you were on the run !!
Some even learned the art of shapeshifting, where your body could be made to suit your mood, on a daily basis.
Of course you would live forever and if you got tired of that you could volunteer to join the cosmic explorers club, and go on missions to distant parts.
So much was now being compiled by AI that the tuby thing started to die by it's own plastic advents into bold facades.
This is one of the last written things ever to be found in the future as it joins another time capsule.
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2024 not all it's mean't to be?
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Posted:Jan 9, 2024 7:06 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2024 2:24 pm 7466 Views
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But whatever floats your boat.
I must say I'm thrilled that some ground has been made about understanding the forgotten period of time.
Picking up haphazard things on the tuby thing I tend to group things together that probably weren't meant to fit.
As not one with any academia results who am I to poke holes in anything.
So maps exist of the Antarctica without ice, how can that be when in places the ice is so thick?
Well before 12000 years ago there may have been a long pleasant period of maybe 3.2 million years according to some, but I think looking at simple things like the great barrier reef and how it shows that it rebuilt itself after being wiped out about fifty times that we're not dealing with a planet that's not all that stable.
In fact some point to a coming ice age or Cayce prophecies, (coming a little late) but I suspect that once one thing falls a lot of others go with it.
If something can weigh a billion tons and only be a few square centimeters then it's hard to confine the mind to any notion of physics.
Now real strides are put in place to move on with carbon "chips" so much more powerful and energy efficient.
But the 3 percenters who own 99% are set to win the game.
You'll soon have nothing but will be happier so we're told.
It's your right to reject it.
No one's trying to prove that the World is worthwhile and needs your participation.
In fact you're getting in the way of the idealists who are hatching their plan.
It's a doozy too !
On the one hand solving global warming but on the other unless you have a plan to outlast the storm then you're as good as d**d..... Not a battle to fight with swords !!!!!!!!
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A link with the "Primals" !
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Posted:Jan 7, 2024 2:32 pm
Last Updated:Jan 12, 2024 11:52 pm 8563 Views
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I'd been on the road of exploration with the "Invent a life" team and they showed me many many possibilities.
One was a group that called themselves the '75ers.
They refused to go past that point in time and they remained full of hope.
Optimistic about the wonder and delights the future held.
Why not?
They listened to cool music and plaid their hair.
They had a listless thoughtless look and I guess that was through all the meditation.
I liked how the cameras back then were piece of art, finely machined parts that would last a lifetime with proper care.
Other groups like the "Ultrasofiths" were right into digital art and they used that to go either forwards or backwards in time.
The "Primals" too loved it and they made connections to distant civilizations before they succumbed.
Succumbing was how it was written.
The humans could reach a Zenith and have a wonderful omnipresence and feel peace and harmony.
I'd been studying history lately and get the sense that Stonehenge had much to offer and so many could feel it too.
On special occasions people could mingle with the stones and draw energy and enlightenment from them.
Yes I still had a lot to consider before I'd choose my new life.
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