Your papers please

It has now been announced that there is an attempt underway, in congress, to pass an immigration bill that requires all Americans to have a national identification card. This has been required in all totalitarian governments. A card to track you.

The card they are proposing would have biometric information. Information that proves you are the owner. Physical information. Will you give up your privacy to keep illegal aliens from getting jobs? Baaaaaahhhhh.

Lets check the latest statistics. The government owns 70+ percent of all the houses (Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac), they control the banks through the TARP law, they own the largest car companies in the world, they control all health care and now are going to require a national identification card. Oh, I left out that most nations are calling for an international currency and international regulation of finances rather than national regulation.

Hmmmm, did I forget something. Oh, yeah, and the head exorcist for the Vatican says the Devil is in the Vatican and that some bishops and cardinals are satanists. What the hell is going on? What time is it?

Don't forget about the earthquakes and volcanoes. Yeah, and all the animal attacks. Don't forget about the toxic cloud above North America capable of killing 25% of the people exposed to it. You can add in the micro-chipping that is proposed. What the hell is going on? What happened to the world we knew?

The world is upside down. Isn't it obvious, it is to so many. Nothing works anymore, no system, no organization, nothing. It is all blamed on global warming and religion. Hmmmm.

What do you see? What do you make of it all? Are things right, the way they should be? None say yes. I forgot about the full body scans at airports. All of this in less than three years. Lets remember the trillions of dollars of new debt in three years. Everything has changed and nothing has changed.

Paying my attorney

My taxes came in. About half goes to the ex and most of the rest goes to my attorney. My attorney deserves more and the ex deserves less. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to pay attorney as quickly as I would have liked. I am glad I can. She was very fair and reasonable and I know she has undercharged me, kinda lady she is, a sweetheart.

Paying my attorney and selling my house are sort of the last things I need to do in order to move on to something new. Something new, what will it be? I do not know and am not going to decide till I am ready to. When I knew the marriage was over I asked myself what I wanted to do. I had no answer. I have forgotten what I like. For too long I have only thought about what was needed by others.

I love the desert where I live. It calms me. I just don't wish to travel 85 miles to work each day. To long a commute and no reason, no children to raise and no need for owning a home. I choose to be intentionally adrift at sea, to float for a bit. To re-imagine my life. At least a little.

I could just walk away from everything, I have thought about it. I could just simplify my life to the max; but, there are things to be done and people keep coming to me. Young people trying to find their way.

What did my life mean? Different things to different people. The ex saw me as a meal ticket. The kids saw me as dad and a meal ticket. My friends saw me as someone who knows how to get things done, figure things out. They also saw me as giving and in return they gave back, more than they know.

I was thinking about someone I once knew. I was wondering how she saw me. I only have glimpses, small memories. I am humbled by how some of my friends and family see me, one gentleman who passed away was my right hand man for a long time. His wife said at his funeral that he loved me. He was older than me and had seen many things, I miss him dearly. His name was Bill.

I do not think I wish to be in the rat race anymore, I think I would prefer a simpler life. That is not on the menu at the moment. I see a storm brewing in the distance. Not for me, for others. We shall see how right I may be.

Oh well. My plan is to get rid of just about everything I own. Chuck it all. I plan to move back to the city, my Los Angeles. Perhaps downtown, perhaps the valley or Santa Monica. Then what? Shall I seek the love of my life, shall I seek a new job, shall I just fade away, don't know.

Sometimes I think I could just get in my car and drive till I stop and then stay there. Others have done it. But, that is not my way. What is my way has yet to be decided by me.

It is nice to not know for once. I know too much as is. I found some pictures of my children when they were younger. So much promise for our family, who knew it would end with the ex sleeping around, not me. Knowing it was painful; but, denying it would have served no purpose. We cannot make lies come true.

I lost my train of thought. My mind wandered. How nice. What need is there for logic in a world that is insane? I assure you, this world is insane. Be well.

China post

Okay, I did not know that when I posted the article on China and the school attacks that the blog would show the original time of writing it. It says 5:58, that is prior to the announcement of the one today. Prior to the article I read.

My post was in no way a prediction. It was a recognition of what is going on. At what point in time does this become a pattern. How bout if it happens again tomorrow or next week. When will people stop ignoring what goes on around them? The question is why is this type of attack happening in China, now. What is the cause or will we continue to assume that anything we don't like is not part of a pattern?

Blah blah blobbly blah

I am brain dead. Brains, brains, need to eat brains. Sorry, did I write that?

Oh, I am brain dead; but, I have some lovely pictures of the Rosicrucian Museum. I just might post some of them. Hmmmmm, to what end. Amusement.

"What do you get when you fall in love? A guy with a pin to burst your bubble." "What do you get when you fall in love? You only get lies and pain and sorrow." Now if you can find the connection between Rosecrucians and the preceeding lyrics, you get a cookie.

It is San Jose. You see, the museum is in San Jose and Dionne Warwick sang "What do you get when you fall in love". She also sang "Do you know the way to San Jose". In case you are wondering, I have no intention of making any sense. I intend to make no sense or perhaps nonsense. We shall see. Be well.

Anomalies must be isolated

An anomaly, by definition, is something that is an isolated incident or object. Anomalous things do not fit any know pattern. There is an interesting pattern going on in China. There have been adults who have gone to schools in China to attack children. Many of the attacks have been on kindegardeners.

School attacks in China

Three such attacks happened this month alone. One has to ask the question, why? The question is not why each of the attacks occurred, it is why they all occurred. Some will claim that the attackers were just crazy, clearly on some level that is true. But, beyond that, why so many?

I can tell you what the consequence was of the attacks. To prevent adults from enterring the schools. In the United States we have also seen attacks at schools, ours were by children attending the schools. The consequences, tighter control at the schools.

Now, "they" will say that these things are caused by "unstable" people needing "psychiatric help". Here is my question, before we had psychiatrists, why didn't we have similar attacks. The attacks in china were done with knives, we have had knives for a long time and schools and crazy people.

It is not a question of better reporting or crazier people. What is driving them and why attack schools? What has changed and what do the schools represent to the attackers?

Let us also consider what is going on with Priests who choose to be child molesters. Why the rise in the occurances? Why were they protected? Why are so many parents killing their own children and their whole families? Not just here, in other countries.

There was an article today about a woman who is in her 70s that is marrying her grandson. They are going to have a child by a surrogate. What does it say when "the material girl", Madonna is dating Jesus? What images are we being given of family and parent? We are left calling for the government to protect children from parents and a hostile world.

Now some will say that I am showing patterns that we just don't understand. Or they may say these were isolated incidents. Okay, then if they are isolated incidents, why increase security, no pattern here.

We do not change our whole lifestyle because someone got hit by lightening. I haven't and neither has the reader. Yet, people have been hit by lightening. The biggest lie we are told and willingly accept is that life is random. It is not, people have intent, they impact what goes on.

There are people in this world called "Contingency planners". They plan for things that they hope never occur. The CIA and the military have contingency plans for the United States being attacked by England or Canada or both. We do, we have plans and we track our friends. I will explain how it works, a little.

A couple of analysts are assigned to each country and to differant groups (like Al Queda), their job is to daily monitor everything going on in a country. They used to spend all day reading the newspapers and magazines in a given country. By doing this, little things would show patterns. Primarilly, you follow the infrastructure, it shows what the other side is planning.

If one bothers to go back and read about the Cuban Missile Crisis you will find that one analyst was dedicated to knowing what types of boxes were used for which objects the Russians transported. He identified boxes in Cuba as being the type that held missiles. He knew every type of box the Russians used. That is how deep the analysis can go.

One of the basics is to recognize a simple principal. One time is an anomaly, two times is a coincidenct, three times is a pattern and it needs to be investigated. That is simple and easy to remember. We can hopefully agree that lightening is fairly random. When it hits the exact same place three times, it is time to investigate the place. It is possible that the place may have something that draws lightening, like metal.

Lets go back to China for a moment. It is possible that because of China's one child laws that disturbed people attack children because it will have the greatest impact on the society where parents feel they cannot have more. I am not saying this is the answer, I am saying that something is going on.

Another thing to watch for is hidden agendas. If I wish to achieve a goal, I might employ Hegelianism. Part of the thinking is that the end justifies the means. The methodology of some of its followers is manipulative. They use a form of mass control which involves deciding what result they want, creating a crisis that will lead people to seek and answer to a problem and then providing the solution that they wanted in the first place. It is evil; but, it does exist.

Hegelianism is used by contingency planners. It is used to get people to do things that they would not otherwise do without them recognizing that they are being manipulated. It is very effective, especially with people who do not have firm morals.

A true contingency planner considers every possible situation that might require a response. He then prepares a contingency plan. As the facts change, the contingency plan is updated. The plan is changed whenever an anomaly occurs, just in case it becomes a pattern or an plan.

If you wish to read a good example of contingency planning, read something by Tom Clancy. Hunt for Red October is a good example. These people do exist. I dated a Russian woman, she was very intelligent and charming. We were talking one day about the economy and I mentioned that the stock market and our economy were managed. She was surprised that I admitted such a thing because most americans do not. The rest of the world knows we have a managed economy. It is absolute folly to believe that the wealthiest country in the world would not manage its finances.

UPDATE

I had drafted this post and then decided to shelve it. I wrote it earlier today. Now comes a news story from China. You read it. Just came out.

And Again

Back at home

I have travelled so much the last three weeks and so many things have happened. I apologize for not having had time to update. Today I have something wonderful to announce. I have a new cousin. He was born this morning and I have seen him. He is beutiful.

I miss my mother

Oh, dear reader, I miss my mother. She passed away ten years ago. I buried her, now I will bury her last sister near her. I try not to go to that cemetary. I prefer to think about my missing loved ones.

MUCH LATER

I am watching all the doors close at the same time. It is my job to turn off the light. "To sleep, perchance to dream". They keep telling me that I should be dead; but, instead all around me die. Where is fairness?

My words will not come together as they should. I cannot convey my absent mindedness. I cannot synthesize what is going through my mind. My cousin said he would consider having my ex at the funeral if I asked. I do not wish to see her. She is still in the evil realm until she admits to me what she did. Doesn't matter that I know, that I read or that I saw. She needs to admit it.

Three years ago, right after I found out. I begged my aunt to let my ex see her with the kids at Christmas. The ex does not know that. I also had to beg my nephew not to tell her what he thought of her. I am no longer so bound. I did what I did for my children and remaining family. The ones left can handle it if I change my attitude.

I have not made my decision. If I allow her to come, it means I have allowed a door to be ajar rather than close completely. Tough one. I think I will probably leave the door as slightly ajar as possible, forgiveness, grace. Things she said she did not want from me. I wonder if she will feel the same if I let her come and then tell her how her whoring destroyed us? But, that I will not do unless she comes without permission. At that point, all bets are off.

LATER STILL

This is a horrible time in the history of this world. Few good things coming, at least they will not last long. Times and a time, words that repeat in my head. What do they mean? I do not know. Perhaps someday I will.

LATER

Sorry, phone calls and stuff. I want chocolate. Shit, I have a Heath Bar, got it earlier and forgot. Spoke to my cousin, they are wheeling my aunt out of the house. We had a moment of silence. He and I. Time to go to Vegas. In two weeks.

My aunt liked Vegas and owned property in Nevada. My sister lives there. In Nevada. It is only three hours away. I like the Rio Hotel. They have always treated me the best. If I am in Vegas, I know I am safe because I can go to the Rio. I was not paid anything for that comment. They just were the best.

We will go to Vegas, he and I. He used to go to Vegas with my dad and I, before my dad passed away. Now begins the ritual for our new generation. What will it be? It will be the same as it has with the Irish for centuries, a party. All parties are good, the form is merely form.

When one of ours dies, one that was a participant, we have a party. Those who attend become the core of the future, those who do not, they become whatever. Sorry, lost my choo choo.

Did I have a choo choo? Maybe not. Wandering thoughts at best. That is what our mind should do at such times, wander. Be well. I think I need to stop trying to write.