Another visit to Hawai'i Kai went well. Moms and I ate at Zippy's for lunch. The greasy special was actually quite tasty for once. Later, moms served Foremost coffee and vanilla ice cream for dessert. The rest of the day? Classic urban nomad, naturally.
I brought back the bug spray that I had previously left at my bro's place. I sprayed down my squalid room at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) with the remainder of the disgusting bug spray. I have only seen a couple of sugar ants so far. I neglected to mention that I almost went "ballistic" last night when I observed a sugar ant crawling out of the reservoir of my Waterpik® WP-360W Dental Water Jet or Water Flosser (made in China) while it was drying.
Last night, I ran Ubuntu Linux v10.04 LTS "Lucid Lynx" from the Live CD that I created. Ten minutes elapsed before the Gnome® desktop appeared. However, the entire operating system seemed to be fully operational. I can't say that I was impressed by the new theme. It does not look as clean as "Karmic Koala." So, for now, I will be procrastinating with the new installation.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Boom 'n Bust
The stock market is soaring upward and upward to at least Dow 17,000 as I predicted. Nothing's going to stop it, not even a Eurozone meltdown. Yes, the empire's so-called "recovery" is in full swing! Did you notice that the volume of junk e-mail has also increased exponentially as well? That's a sure sign of good times ahead. Anyone not fully invested in the stock market is a fool, and the ol' lavahead is the biggest fool of them all. He won't put a dime in the stock market, even he loses his shirt with his present investments.
The ol' lavahead belongs to the doomsayer class. He still believes that systemic collapse is just down the road. Previously, he projected that the empire could go through one or two more "boom 'n bust" cycles before it's all over. Peak Oil will most likely be the catalyst.
As I have also predicted, Ben "Handjob" Bernanke at the Fed will maintain his zero-interest rate policy (ZIRP) for possibly three to five years. Even if hyperinflation became a threat, Bernanke will only have a window of one to three percent interest maximum at his disposal. Anything above that will cause the economy to fall like a lead balloon. Anyone living on a fixed income dependent on interest rates will be sorely disappointed.
I must make one revision to my on-going commentary. I believe that the moneychangers and powers-that be have already concluded that systemic collapse is imminent. Thus, they have orchestrated a slow collapse using the "ebb tide" model. Each "wave" that comes in and goes out will take a layer of fools along with it. These are the sacrificial lambs that are necessary to reset the "system." Of course, wealth transfers upwards during the reset. The reset itself gives the illusion of added value. Thus, the losers who were swept out by the tide will only feel more excited about getting back in the game.
At this point, there are too many red flags to ignore. As I mentioned at the outset, Peak Oil will most likely be the catalyst for the final stage of collapse. In fact, we're already there. There's still plenty of oil left, but the dwindling supplies will not meet the demands of a full recovery with infinite growth the goal. As oil prices go up, the hollowness of the "recovery" will become apparent. Subsequently, collapse will be rapid. Fiat currency will be worth absolutely nothing.
I am thinking that I should make good use of the money now while it is worth something. I am not implying that I should spend foolishly on useless trinkets or shiny objects. Rather, I should insure that I take care of any medical, dental, or vision problems. I should also procure any necessities that will be useful over the long term. I can't recommend that anyone else follow in my footsteps. For the majority of people, the "recovery" is real and they are getting on the bandwagon, so to speak. I don't want to get on the bandwagon. I just want to clean my teeth with my Waterpik® WP-360W Dental Water Jet or Water Flosser (made in China) and be left alone.
When I returned to my squalid room at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) this afternoon, I discovered that the sugar ants had launched a massive invasion. Thousands of ants were in every nook and cranny. Oddly, there's rotting food lying around in the second floor common area. No sugar ants. There's rotting food in the kitchen sink downstairs. No sugar ants. Only in my squalid room where there is absolutely no food lying around. My decrepit desk was infested with ants. I have been committing mass ant genocide all evening.
Well, Ubuntu Linux v10.04 LTS "Lucid Lynx" was officially released. I have downloaded the ISO file and will be burning the CD-ROM later this evening. I am not certain when I will perform the actual installation. The process is tedious because I must remove so many useless applications. Fortunately, I have included a lot of relevant information the "blog" for reference. Thus, my days with "Karmic Koala" are numbered.
The ol' lavahead belongs to the doomsayer class. He still believes that systemic collapse is just down the road. Previously, he projected that the empire could go through one or two more "boom 'n bust" cycles before it's all over. Peak Oil will most likely be the catalyst.
As I have also predicted, Ben "Handjob" Bernanke at the Fed will maintain his zero-interest rate policy (ZIRP) for possibly three to five years. Even if hyperinflation became a threat, Bernanke will only have a window of one to three percent interest maximum at his disposal. Anything above that will cause the economy to fall like a lead balloon. Anyone living on a fixed income dependent on interest rates will be sorely disappointed.
I must make one revision to my on-going commentary. I believe that the moneychangers and powers-that be have already concluded that systemic collapse is imminent. Thus, they have orchestrated a slow collapse using the "ebb tide" model. Each "wave" that comes in and goes out will take a layer of fools along with it. These are the sacrificial lambs that are necessary to reset the "system." Of course, wealth transfers upwards during the reset. The reset itself gives the illusion of added value. Thus, the losers who were swept out by the tide will only feel more excited about getting back in the game.
At this point, there are too many red flags to ignore. As I mentioned at the outset, Peak Oil will most likely be the catalyst for the final stage of collapse. In fact, we're already there. There's still plenty of oil left, but the dwindling supplies will not meet the demands of a full recovery with infinite growth the goal. As oil prices go up, the hollowness of the "recovery" will become apparent. Subsequently, collapse will be rapid. Fiat currency will be worth absolutely nothing.
I am thinking that I should make good use of the money now while it is worth something. I am not implying that I should spend foolishly on useless trinkets or shiny objects. Rather, I should insure that I take care of any medical, dental, or vision problems. I should also procure any necessities that will be useful over the long term. I can't recommend that anyone else follow in my footsteps. For the majority of people, the "recovery" is real and they are getting on the bandwagon, so to speak. I don't want to get on the bandwagon. I just want to clean my teeth with my Waterpik® WP-360W Dental Water Jet or Water Flosser (made in China) and be left alone.
When I returned to my squalid room at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) this afternoon, I discovered that the sugar ants had launched a massive invasion. Thousands of ants were in every nook and cranny. Oddly, there's rotting food lying around in the second floor common area. No sugar ants. There's rotting food in the kitchen sink downstairs. No sugar ants. Only in my squalid room where there is absolutely no food lying around. My decrepit desk was infested with ants. I have been committing mass ant genocide all evening.
Well, Ubuntu Linux v10.04 LTS "Lucid Lynx" was officially released. I have downloaded the ISO file and will be burning the CD-ROM later this evening. I am not certain when I will perform the actual installation. The process is tedious because I must remove so many useless applications. Fortunately, I have included a lot of relevant information the "blog" for reference. Thus, my days with "Karmic Koala" are numbered.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Teeth-Cleaning Fun (Continued)
I was on my way to Kahala Mall again this morning at 7:10am. I had an appointment with the dentist to have my teeth cleaned. The cost? A whopping $190 and some change! In addition, only one of several gum-line cavities was identified. There was a general air of indifference. Actually, from the day that I walked in to make the appointment a couple of weeks ago, I noticed that the entire staff seemed to be very distant. Either they no longer want me as a patient, or there is something ridiculous going on in that office. In any case, the time has come to find another dentist. Perhaps I can obtain services at the non-profit Kalihi-Palama Clinic.
I spent a couple of hours at Barnes & Noble®. The hottie bookseller was on duty, by the way. I departed for town at 11am on the bus. The routine? Same ol' shit. I was back at Kahala Mall by 4:30pm. I did not stay at the mall any longer than that. After a while, the whole air of the "rich and famous" bullshit just gets stale, if you know what I mean. I made a quick stop at Foodland Farms on the way back to Slob Manor (read: rental housing).
The only highlight of my whole day was the use of my new Waterpik® WP-360W Dental Water Jet or Water Flosser (made in China). I was able to apply the device quite effectively this evening. Afterward, in checking my teeth with the GUM® rubber-tipped gum stimulator, I found no traces of plaque. Once I am done with the Waterpik® device, I always drain the water out of the reservoir and remove the tip. Then, I dry off the unit as best as possible. Well, I am a Waterpik® convert after all.
I spent a couple of hours at Barnes & Noble®. The hottie bookseller was on duty, by the way. I departed for town at 11am on the bus. The routine? Same ol' shit. I was back at Kahala Mall by 4:30pm. I did not stay at the mall any longer than that. After a while, the whole air of the "rich and famous" bullshit just gets stale, if you know what I mean. I made a quick stop at Foodland Farms on the way back to Slob Manor (read: rental housing).
The only highlight of my whole day was the use of my new Waterpik® WP-360W Dental Water Jet or Water Flosser (made in China). I was able to apply the device quite effectively this evening. Afterward, in checking my teeth with the GUM® rubber-tipped gum stimulator, I found no traces of plaque. Once I am done with the Waterpik® device, I always drain the water out of the reservoir and remove the tip. Then, I dry off the unit as best as possible. Well, I am a Waterpik® convert after all.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Teeth-Cleaning Fun
I departed for town on the bus at 7:15am this morning, much earlier than usual. The sun has been rising before 6am, sp the brightness makes sleeping difficult anyway. I alighted along Beretania Street and transferred to a bus heading to Ala Moana Center. I purchased a cup of coffee at Foodland. Then, I rode the bus to my final destination in town.
At the library, I completed reading the book, "The Orion Mystery," by Robert Bauval. A very intriguing book, to say the least. Well, I am not sure where my impromptu research will take me next. The rest of the day was the stuff of urban nomad legends. Really? No, not really.
When I returned to Slob Manor (read: rental housing), I ate the usual panini dinner cooked with my beloved DeLonghi® "retro" contact grill and panini press (made in China). Subsequently, I performed all of my irritating chores. Finally, the moment arrived. I brushed and flossed my teeth in preparation for the trial run with my new Waterpik® WP-360W Dental Water Jet or Water Flosser (made in China).
The Waterpik® Dental Water Jet (or Water Flosser) seemed to work fine. I had charged the battery for 24 hours as directed. I fumbled around with the device to get used to aiming the tip onto my teeth. I also tried both pressure-adjusted tips. I ended up refilling the reservoir about three times. As for the device itself, it is clearly a typical Chinese-made product. The plastic is somewhat substandard, and there's just a general feel of cheapness. I can only hope that the device lasts for a year.
I always use a GUM® rubber-tipped gum stimulator after flossing to clean off the plaque on my teeth. So, I went over my teeth when I finished applying the Waterpik®. The teeth were quite clean. I did find some plaque residue, but I fault my first-time fumbling with the Waterpik®. All in all, I am pleased with the device. I should mention my motivation for purchasing the Waterpik®. Aside from my on-going problems with plaque and tartar buildup, I happened to observe that a lot of people that I see during my daily urban nomad trek are missing teeth. Or, their teeth are severely discolored or corroded. I don't want to end up like that.
At the library, I completed reading the book, "The Orion Mystery," by Robert Bauval. A very intriguing book, to say the least. Well, I am not sure where my impromptu research will take me next. The rest of the day was the stuff of urban nomad legends. Really? No, not really.
When I returned to Slob Manor (read: rental housing), I ate the usual panini dinner cooked with my beloved DeLonghi® "retro" contact grill and panini press (made in China). Subsequently, I performed all of my irritating chores. Finally, the moment arrived. I brushed and flossed my teeth in preparation for the trial run with my new Waterpik® WP-360W Dental Water Jet or Water Flosser (made in China).
The Waterpik® Dental Water Jet (or Water Flosser) seemed to work fine. I had charged the battery for 24 hours as directed. I fumbled around with the device to get used to aiming the tip onto my teeth. I also tried both pressure-adjusted tips. I ended up refilling the reservoir about three times. As for the device itself, it is clearly a typical Chinese-made product. The plastic is somewhat substandard, and there's just a general feel of cheapness. I can only hope that the device lasts for a year.
I always use a GUM® rubber-tipped gum stimulator after flossing to clean off the plaque on my teeth. So, I went over my teeth when I finished applying the Waterpik®. The teeth were quite clean. I did find some plaque residue, but I fault my first-time fumbling with the Waterpik®. All in all, I am pleased with the device. I should mention my motivation for purchasing the Waterpik®. Aside from my on-going problems with plaque and tartar buildup, I happened to observe that a lot of people that I see during my daily urban nomad trek are missing teeth. Or, their teeth are severely discolored or corroded. I don't want to end up like that.
Monday, April 26, 2010
One-Man Spending Spree (Yet Again)
"The near future holds the gift of contentment." -- Panda Express® fortune cookieAnother visit to Hawai'i Kai went well. Moms and I ate lunch at Panda Express®. For dessert moms served apple pie with Foremost® coffee ice cream. The routine of the day was a little out of the ordinary.
I attempted to purchase a Waterpik® Dental Water Jet (or Water Flosser) at Longs® in Kuapa Kai. However, I was told that there were no units in stock. Last night, to make a long story short, I had an inspiration that I needed something far more effective to clean my teeth. I had tentatively decided upon the cordless Waterpik® WP-360W model (made in China). Although the portable unit has gotten poor on-line reviews, it is the only one that I can manage to use at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) due to space considerations. To my surprise, I discovered that all the Waterpik® models were on sale this week at Longs®. Thus, my dull adventure commenced.
After my brief workout at the gym this afternoon, I drove my Nissan® Frontier truck to Kahala Mall. At the Longs® in the mall, I found that there was a sizable stock of Waterpik® units available. I was able to procure the one that I wanted for $30 on sale. I then meandered over to Barnes & Noble®. The hottie bookseller was on duty. Baby was looking quite stunning, by the way.
I ran into Mike, former Asylum faculty now at Remington College, while I was browsing in the computer section. We had a quaint discussion, although he seemed to be a bit uncomfortable with the fact that I have been unemployed for three years. He was also not too impressed that I have done nothing crucial during that time. Of course, if anyone had read the old journal, then Mike's true character would be obvious.
I made my final stop of the long urban nomad trek at Foodland Farms in the Aina Haina Shopping Center. Reluctantly, I returned to Slob manor to begin another evening of the same ol' shit. Details? Nada.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Wildlife
Rather than end up in the dismal Makai Market in Ala Moana Center this morning, I opted to go directly to town. I stopped off briefly at the Beretania Street Foodland to purchase a cup of coffee. I spent an hour sitting in the Capitol district. I really enjoy looking at the trees and watching the birds. Sometimes the Capitol district rooster makes an appearance. What really became apparent to me is the lack of animal wildlife, except for the feral cats and rats. In the so-called "ownership society," there is no room for wildlife except the ridiculously manicured mangy mutts that are dragged around on leashes by their "owners." So, sometime in the near future, I plan to visit the Honolulu Zoo. The kama'aina rate is $6 for admission, certainly within my budget.
After the gym, I sat outside next to the fountain in front of the First Hawai'ian Bank building. I must have sat there for 30 minutes. I finally ended up at Ala Moana Center. I purchased a local-style bento consisting of half of a lamp-baked chicken (with Teriyaki sauce) and rice. When I arrived back at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) at 3pm, I was famished. I immediately devoured the delicious meal. The rest of the day and evening will revolve around the same ol' shit. Are details necessary? Uh, no.
After the gym, I sat outside next to the fountain in front of the First Hawai'ian Bank building. I must have sat there for 30 minutes. I finally ended up at Ala Moana Center. I purchased a local-style bento consisting of half of a lamp-baked chicken (with Teriyaki sauce) and rice. When I arrived back at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) at 3pm, I was famished. I immediately devoured the delicious meal. The rest of the day and evening will revolve around the same ol' shit. Are details necessary? Uh, no.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
1 Uo 7 Lamat
(12.19.17.5.8) Another day in the salt mines of poverty brought no relief to my despair. The routine was the same as always (i.e., same ol' shit). On the way back to Slob Manor (read: rental housing) on the bus this afternoon, the pipe-smoking homeless guy, Pete, boarded in Kaimuki. He still looks the same, although he seemed to be much cleaner. He alighted at the same bus stop as I did. Then, he walked off in the direction of Kawaikui Beach Park. Is Pete homesteading at the beach again?
Eating six hot dogs for lunch yesterday was a big mistake, although I really enjoyed them. Too much of that processed crap is just no good, what with all of the fat, salt, and preservatives. Even an extra dose of psyllium won't help. Sheesh!
Eating six hot dogs for lunch yesterday was a big mistake, although I really enjoyed them. Too much of that processed crap is just no good, what with all of the fat, salt, and preservatives. Even an extra dose of psyllium won't help. Sheesh!
Friday, April 23, 2010
Mind Mausoleum (Continued)
Another visit to Hawai'i Kai went as planned. Moms served hot dogs and fresh vegetables for lunch. I ate six hot dogs! For dessert, moms served Foremost® coffee and vanilla ice cream. The rest of the day followed the approved urban nomad formula. No details are necessary.
Back at Slob Manor (read: rental housing), I reflected on my life as a prisoner. I had to laugh, only because the tale is so painfully funny. In seeking freedom, I became even more of a prisoner ... a prisoner of poverty. Had I remained in the so-called "mainstream," then I would have at least had the luxury of delusion. Now, all I have is the raw truth staring me in the face. And, it is not a pretty sight.
Let's take a look at civilization, the biggest joke of all. Civilization is really just a set of rules that have been handed down by tradition from the days when humans still saw the stars as immortal beings. Each generation adds to the rules. The main aspect of civilization is to maintain order, that is, to separate maiming and killing from everyday activities. That's why we have sanctioned wars. There's a proper time and place for maiming and killing. Of course, I have discussed the latter in the "blog" of March 28th.
The "civil" rules of civilization are also a test of human will. Humans are just not designed to comply to endless rote rules. Thus, we see infractions of those rules occurring constantly in front of our very eyes. Attempting to understand the rules of order only brings on nausea. Certainly, the rules of "ownership" can make one "deliver street pizza."
Attempting to seek freedom in the all-pervasive "ownership society" is futile unless one is an "owner." Even then, the "owner" is still a prisoner of a different kind. The "owner" is at least able to purchase the delusion of freedom. Owning property and fencing oneself inside is the ultimate dream of privacy. And, in an extremely crowded world, privacy is priceless. However, what good is privacy in a prison?
Slob Manor itself is a "dead zone." It is the epitome of prison living. What could only be worse is residing in a high-rise mausoleum. Oh, the horror! One really has to wonder how we can use the term "living" when we refer to the dumps we are imprisoned in.
According to the [deleted] site, "The Obama administration is spending billions of dollars to develop new weapons systems, including powerful conventional warhead missiles capable of striking any target in the world within less than an hour." How is it that the empire can spend so much of the alleged "people's money" on devices that kill and maim? Yet, it can do nothing to provide universal healthcare for those people. The empire claims to be most advanced "Western" civilization. What went wrong?
Clearly, civilization, with its institutions of politics, religion, and commerce, is a sham. Humans cannot be made "civil" voluntarily. They must be imprisoned in one form or another in order to extract some semblance of compliance. That's why we see so many aberrations, so many freak occurrences of what is labeled violence or depravity, erupting in seemingly random fashion in the most unlikely of places. The religious component of civilization refers to such acts as "sin." The political component calls it "crimes against humanity." Why? Because rules that humans cannot maintain were broken.
I am at the point now where reality is gradually beginning to take shape. I have had to strip away all of the human machinations, the fairy tales, the so-called "foundations," and everything else. The ancients were attempting the same when they sought "gnosis." They looked to the stars because they believed that each was an immortal soul or god (and because they had nothing else to do at night in the dark). They also imbibed in hallucinogenic drugs to invoke "visions." They aspired to reach the spiritual plane, but they had no idea what the latter was. All in all, the ancients reverted back to a material interpretation of life. That's what has been handed down to us. And, that's why we have failed to transcend our bestial traits.
Back at Slob Manor (read: rental housing), I reflected on my life as a prisoner. I had to laugh, only because the tale is so painfully funny. In seeking freedom, I became even more of a prisoner ... a prisoner of poverty. Had I remained in the so-called "mainstream," then I would have at least had the luxury of delusion. Now, all I have is the raw truth staring me in the face. And, it is not a pretty sight.
Let's take a look at civilization, the biggest joke of all. Civilization is really just a set of rules that have been handed down by tradition from the days when humans still saw the stars as immortal beings. Each generation adds to the rules. The main aspect of civilization is to maintain order, that is, to separate maiming and killing from everyday activities. That's why we have sanctioned wars. There's a proper time and place for maiming and killing. Of course, I have discussed the latter in the "blog" of March 28th.
The "civil" rules of civilization are also a test of human will. Humans are just not designed to comply to endless rote rules. Thus, we see infractions of those rules occurring constantly in front of our very eyes. Attempting to understand the rules of order only brings on nausea. Certainly, the rules of "ownership" can make one "deliver street pizza."
Attempting to seek freedom in the all-pervasive "ownership society" is futile unless one is an "owner." Even then, the "owner" is still a prisoner of a different kind. The "owner" is at least able to purchase the delusion of freedom. Owning property and fencing oneself inside is the ultimate dream of privacy. And, in an extremely crowded world, privacy is priceless. However, what good is privacy in a prison?
Slob Manor itself is a "dead zone." It is the epitome of prison living. What could only be worse is residing in a high-rise mausoleum. Oh, the horror! One really has to wonder how we can use the term "living" when we refer to the dumps we are imprisoned in.
According to the [deleted] site, "The Obama administration is spending billions of dollars to develop new weapons systems, including powerful conventional warhead missiles capable of striking any target in the world within less than an hour." How is it that the empire can spend so much of the alleged "people's money" on devices that kill and maim? Yet, it can do nothing to provide universal healthcare for those people. The empire claims to be most advanced "Western" civilization. What went wrong?
Clearly, civilization, with its institutions of politics, religion, and commerce, is a sham. Humans cannot be made "civil" voluntarily. They must be imprisoned in one form or another in order to extract some semblance of compliance. That's why we see so many aberrations, so many freak occurrences of what is labeled violence or depravity, erupting in seemingly random fashion in the most unlikely of places. The religious component of civilization refers to such acts as "sin." The political component calls it "crimes against humanity." Why? Because rules that humans cannot maintain were broken.
I am at the point now where reality is gradually beginning to take shape. I have had to strip away all of the human machinations, the fairy tales, the so-called "foundations," and everything else. The ancients were attempting the same when they sought "gnosis." They looked to the stars because they believed that each was an immortal soul or god (and because they had nothing else to do at night in the dark). They also imbibed in hallucinogenic drugs to invoke "visions." They aspired to reach the spiritual plane, but they had no idea what the latter was. All in all, the ancients reverted back to a material interpretation of life. That's what has been handed down to us. And, that's why we have failed to transcend our bestial traits.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Mind Mausoleum
At the library, I completed reading, "Heaven's Mirror: Quest For The Lost Civilisation," by Graham Hancock and Santha Faiia. What an outstanding book! At this point, there is no doubt in my mind that an earlier human civilization existed before recorded history. There are just too many "coincidences" amongst the various known global civilizations that allegedly had no contact with each other.
Clearly, religion and religious practices form a definite common denominator. And I am certain that the Yahweh Triad (i.e., Judaism, Pauline-Christianity, and Islam) have roots in beliefs that later were labeled as "pagan." The obsession with immortality in early human religions is striking. Naturally, immortality was an option reserved only for kings, nobility, and priests. The rank-and-file peons were excluded. I am also quite certain the practice of placing embalmed human remains in marked graves, tombs, and mausoleums was to provide the deities with a means of identifying the candidates for immortality. The latter practice obviously continues to this day.
Of major concern is whether early human religious beliefs and practices were actually assimilated from a lost civilization. Plato, in his description of Atlantis, verified that, according to legend, various deities were involved in its origin. What do we make of that? Were humans really created by deities? Or, is the real story lost forever?
Well, now that I know for a fact that human life and its associated civilization is a joke, I am not sure what to do. I am a participant, albeit unwilling, by default. Very few people consider either a joke in the way that I do. When I finally figured out that Universal Law did not include justice for humans, I essentially ended up with "egg on my face." Life itself is a very minuscule part of the universe, even if myriad extraterrestrials (if they exist) were included. Only the human ego raised our importance in the grand scheme. Needless to say, my anxiety has increased threefold as a result of my latest revelations.
Clearly, religion and religious practices form a definite common denominator. And I am certain that the Yahweh Triad (i.e., Judaism, Pauline-Christianity, and Islam) have roots in beliefs that later were labeled as "pagan." The obsession with immortality in early human religions is striking. Naturally, immortality was an option reserved only for kings, nobility, and priests. The rank-and-file peons were excluded. I am also quite certain the practice of placing embalmed human remains in marked graves, tombs, and mausoleums was to provide the deities with a means of identifying the candidates for immortality. The latter practice obviously continues to this day.
Of major concern is whether early human religious beliefs and practices were actually assimilated from a lost civilization. Plato, in his description of Atlantis, verified that, according to legend, various deities were involved in its origin. What do we make of that? Were humans really created by deities? Or, is the real story lost forever?
Well, now that I know for a fact that human life and its associated civilization is a joke, I am not sure what to do. I am a participant, albeit unwilling, by default. Very few people consider either a joke in the way that I do. When I finally figured out that Universal Law did not include justice for humans, I essentially ended up with "egg on my face." Life itself is a very minuscule part of the universe, even if myriad extraterrestrials (if they exist) were included. Only the human ego raised our importance in the grand scheme. Needless to say, my anxiety has increased threefold as a result of my latest revelations.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
One-Man Spending Spree (Again)
I was on my way to Kahala Mall at 8am this morning. Can you say, "Furlough Wednesday"? I spent about two hours at Barnes & Noble®. At 11am, I rode the bus to town. I dropped off my gym bag at the gym.
I met Shirley at her workplace. Then, we walked over to the Hukilau Restaurant for lunch. The event was our somewhat semi-annual lunch meeting, this time to celebrate Shirley's b-day. It's hard to believe that she has turned 30 years of age. The big news is that she has set a September 2011 wedding date. So, she has future plans to purchase a house, have kids, and so forth. Lunch came to $37 and some change.
Shirley and I really did not have much else to discuss. I don't watch the tube, don't go to the cinema (or rent DVDs), don't purchase useless gadgets, don't gab on the phone, or do anything else that is considered "mainstream." Shirley wasn't too impressed with the fact that I read books. Nor did she find my long-term unemployment (read: emancipation from wage slavery) a particularly honorable trait. Alas, this may be our last meeting of its kind. I may just opt to send her a card with a gift card from this point forward.
For an old guy who is going to end up terribly alone, I am not at all enthusiastic about maintaining a social life. I really don't seem to need the company of other humans any more. Believe me, I already know that I am rapidly spiraling out of the loop. Even though I am smack in the middle of a crowded urban environment, I am essentially a hermit.
The rest of the day was the same ol' shit. Mark ended up on the same bus with me this afternoon. Mark's father is in the hospital with a chronic (possibly terminal) condition. The situation does not seem promising. Incidentally, both of his parents live on Mau'i, so Mark will most likely be commuting there frequently.
When I arrived back at Kahala Mall, I purchased a 25-pack of Gigaware® blank DVD-ROMs at Radio Shack® (on sale for $6). I am running out of blank DVD-ROMs for my vast hurdy-gurdy DVD library, although I have an ample supply of blank CD-ROMs. By the way, the "Release Candidate" of Ubuntu "Lucid Lynx" is supposedly available for download tomorrow. Wheee!
I met Shirley at her workplace. Then, we walked over to the Hukilau Restaurant for lunch. The event was our somewhat semi-annual lunch meeting, this time to celebrate Shirley's b-day. It's hard to believe that she has turned 30 years of age. The big news is that she has set a September 2011 wedding date. So, she has future plans to purchase a house, have kids, and so forth. Lunch came to $37 and some change.
Shirley and I really did not have much else to discuss. I don't watch the tube, don't go to the cinema (or rent DVDs), don't purchase useless gadgets, don't gab on the phone, or do anything else that is considered "mainstream." Shirley wasn't too impressed with the fact that I read books. Nor did she find my long-term unemployment (read: emancipation from wage slavery) a particularly honorable trait. Alas, this may be our last meeting of its kind. I may just opt to send her a card with a gift card from this point forward.
For an old guy who is going to end up terribly alone, I am not at all enthusiastic about maintaining a social life. I really don't seem to need the company of other humans any more. Believe me, I already know that I am rapidly spiraling out of the loop. Even though I am smack in the middle of a crowded urban environment, I am essentially a hermit.
The rest of the day was the same ol' shit. Mark ended up on the same bus with me this afternoon. Mark's father is in the hospital with a chronic (possibly terminal) condition. The situation does not seem promising. Incidentally, both of his parents live on Mau'i, so Mark will most likely be commuting there frequently.
When I arrived back at Kahala Mall, I purchased a 25-pack of Gigaware® blank DVD-ROMs at Radio Shack® (on sale for $6). I am running out of blank DVD-ROMs for my vast hurdy-gurdy DVD library, although I have an ample supply of blank CD-ROMs. By the way, the "Release Candidate" of Ubuntu "Lucid Lynx" is supposedly available for download tomorrow. Wheee!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Day at the Clinic
I was on my way to Ala Moana Center on the first available bus at 8am this morning. I purchase a cup of coffee, an overpriced muffin, and a banana at Foodland. Then, I sat in the Makai Market for a spell.
At 10am, I was on my to Waikiki. I arrived at the Waikiki Health Center with plenty of time to spare before my 11am appointment. I had to fill in some paperwork beforehand. A male nurse performed the actual ear flush. The procedure was exactly the same as what I previously attempted to do on my own. Ear drops were placed in the ear for about ten minutes. Then, using a huge syringe full of warm water, the ear wax was flushed out. When the glob of ear wax finally popped out, I managed to see that it was larger than a pea. Sheesh! Dr. Mulder, somewhat of a hotttie, came in to perform the final check of the ear. The actual billing was not posted yet, so I had to make a $20 minimum payment. The balance, if any, will be billed to me. The receptionist also gave me paperwork to file for low income "medical assistance" (i.e., for poverty-stricken individuals). I may submit the paperwork, but I believe that I have too many assets to qualify.
So, with my hearing back to normal, I went on my way to fulfill the requirements of an urban nomad kind-of-a-day. No details are necessary. Just know that the ol' lavahead was engaged in the same ol' shit.
Well, no legitimate readers have visited the "blog" since who-knows-when. I can't say that there's anything of interest in the "blog" anyway. So, let's end now, shall we?
At 10am, I was on my to Waikiki. I arrived at the Waikiki Health Center with plenty of time to spare before my 11am appointment. I had to fill in some paperwork beforehand. A male nurse performed the actual ear flush. The procedure was exactly the same as what I previously attempted to do on my own. Ear drops were placed in the ear for about ten minutes. Then, using a huge syringe full of warm water, the ear wax was flushed out. When the glob of ear wax finally popped out, I managed to see that it was larger than a pea. Sheesh! Dr. Mulder, somewhat of a hotttie, came in to perform the final check of the ear. The actual billing was not posted yet, so I had to make a $20 minimum payment. The balance, if any, will be billed to me. The receptionist also gave me paperwork to file for low income "medical assistance" (i.e., for poverty-stricken individuals). I may submit the paperwork, but I believe that I have too many assets to qualify.
So, with my hearing back to normal, I went on my way to fulfill the requirements of an urban nomad kind-of-a-day. No details are necessary. Just know that the ol' lavahead was engaged in the same ol' shit.
Well, no legitimate readers have visited the "blog" since who-knows-when. I can't say that there's anything of interest in the "blog" anyway. So, let's end now, shall we?
Monday, April 19, 2010
Lost in Time
Another visit to Hawai'i Kai went well. Moms and I ate at Panda Express® for lunch. For dessert, Foremost® coffee ice cream, of course. I followed the usual routine for the remainder of the day.
My left ear remains partially deaf. The big glob of ear wax has refused to budge. I had hoped that it would have fallen out of my ear on its own. Alas, nothing is ever easy for the ol' lavahead. In the old days, he would blame his bad fortune on satanic forces like the infamous sinister kahuna. In his enlightened state, the ol' lavahead has realized that bad fortune is the eternal curse of the human condition.
As a small-time great thinker wannabe, I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. Today, however, my thoughts became locked in confusion. Nothing seemed to come together. Not even the "blog." I am converging on the idea that the state of human affairs is just trivia in the grand scheme. Humanity is on a somewhat self-destructive path, but the latter does nothing to alter the universe. Only the planet earth is affected, but in a minor way. Humans may ecologically destroy the planet. So what? Humans may blow everything up with big bombs. So what? The earth itself could wreak more havoc than we are possibly capable of producing. The earth could wipe the slate clean for us and restart a whole new cycle. And, that's exactly what's going to happen.
While we are fiddling around with our petty little activities such as corralling everything under the umbrella of the so-called "ownership society," the earth is perhaps moving closer to a global cataclysm. Incidentally, we're not talking about the "hand of God (of Judaism, Christianity, Paulinity, and Islam)." The earth has experienced many cycles of natural catastrophes, the last being about 11,500 years ago. I am not saying that we are overdue for one, but the likelihood is inevitable.
The ancients of lost civilizations were perhaps monitoring the conditions on the earth and attempting to synchronize them to the only stable timepiece in the universe. That is, the universe itself: the sky, the planets, and the stars. The sites that were established had been scientific observatories. However, the last global catastrophe was far greater than anticipated. The destruction was widespread, and the survivors most likely knew too little of the science involved. Religious mumbo-jumbo then substituted for the lost science. The former observatories became "sacred" sites because of a lack of understanding of their original purpose. Over the centuries, temples were constantly built over older temples on the same "sacred" sites. The sky was still being observed, but from the perspective of religious dogma.
There are probably some truths that have leaked into the recorded myths and legends from the lost science of lost civilizations. Most of those truths have been obfuscated by religious mumbo-jumbo and practices. Can we find those truths before it is too late?
My left ear remains partially deaf. The big glob of ear wax has refused to budge. I had hoped that it would have fallen out of my ear on its own. Alas, nothing is ever easy for the ol' lavahead. In the old days, he would blame his bad fortune on satanic forces like the infamous sinister kahuna. In his enlightened state, the ol' lavahead has realized that bad fortune is the eternal curse of the human condition.
As a small-time great thinker wannabe, I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. Today, however, my thoughts became locked in confusion. Nothing seemed to come together. Not even the "blog." I am converging on the idea that the state of human affairs is just trivia in the grand scheme. Humanity is on a somewhat self-destructive path, but the latter does nothing to alter the universe. Only the planet earth is affected, but in a minor way. Humans may ecologically destroy the planet. So what? Humans may blow everything up with big bombs. So what? The earth itself could wreak more havoc than we are possibly capable of producing. The earth could wipe the slate clean for us and restart a whole new cycle. And, that's exactly what's going to happen.
While we are fiddling around with our petty little activities such as corralling everything under the umbrella of the so-called "ownership society," the earth is perhaps moving closer to a global cataclysm. Incidentally, we're not talking about the "hand of God (of Judaism, Christianity, Paulinity, and Islam)." The earth has experienced many cycles of natural catastrophes, the last being about 11,500 years ago. I am not saying that we are overdue for one, but the likelihood is inevitable.
The ancients of lost civilizations were perhaps monitoring the conditions on the earth and attempting to synchronize them to the only stable timepiece in the universe. That is, the universe itself: the sky, the planets, and the stars. The sites that were established had been scientific observatories. However, the last global catastrophe was far greater than anticipated. The destruction was widespread, and the survivors most likely knew too little of the science involved. Religious mumbo-jumbo then substituted for the lost science. The former observatories became "sacred" sites because of a lack of understanding of their original purpose. Over the centuries, temples were constantly built over older temples on the same "sacred" sites. The sky was still being observed, but from the perspective of religious dogma.
There are probably some truths that have leaked into the recorded myths and legends from the lost science of lost civilizations. Most of those truths have been obfuscated by religious mumbo-jumbo and practices. Can we find those truths before it is too late?
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Ape Gene
Another un-noteworthy Sunday has come to pass. I can imagine that, if there were any legitimate readers of the "blog," they would be able to accurately guess the benign events of the day. In any case, if anyone is unable to feign a guess, then the myriad archives of the "blog" will be of infinite assistance.
The weather turned cold and wet last Thursday. The gale force winds have also returned. Certainly nothing indicative of a warm Spring season. Perhaps the earth's crust displacement is already in progress. The islands could be shifting north as we speak. Whoa!
I continue to reread random chapters from, "The Atlantis Blueprint," by Wilson and Flem-Ath, much in the same way religious fanatics read the Scriptures. I glean much more information after a subsequent read. Why am I bothering? What difference does it make if there was a lost civilization? Well, I certainly am not going to be able to change the "system" that is in place, that's for sure. I am at least able to see beyond the lies and conjecture that has been passed on as fact. What really amazes me, though, is that we know absolutely nothing about our distant past. Absolutely nothing.
The "acceptable" history is that humans were grunting troglodytes about 10,000 years ago. Humans have been grunting troglodytes since they "evolved" from apes over a million years ago, we are told. Then, civilization just kind of exploded around 7,000 years ago, much like the Cambrian explosion of life forms that allegedly occurred 540,000 years ago. The grunting, stone-wielding idiots who barely could walk erect were found constructing pyramids just some 3,000 years later. I beg to differ.
Well, perhaps I should spend the rest of the evening downloading more hurdy-gurdy video clips from theHorny Whores site. I can further increase my vast hurdy-gurdy DVD library. Why am I wasting so much time and resources on such a foolish project when the Vienna Sausage is barely functional? I don't know. Maybe it's due to a dominant ape gene. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaaa!
The weather turned cold and wet last Thursday. The gale force winds have also returned. Certainly nothing indicative of a warm Spring season. Perhaps the earth's crust displacement is already in progress. The islands could be shifting north as we speak. Whoa!
I continue to reread random chapters from, "The Atlantis Blueprint," by Wilson and Flem-Ath, much in the same way religious fanatics read the Scriptures. I glean much more information after a subsequent read. Why am I bothering? What difference does it make if there was a lost civilization? Well, I certainly am not going to be able to change the "system" that is in place, that's for sure. I am at least able to see beyond the lies and conjecture that has been passed on as fact. What really amazes me, though, is that we know absolutely nothing about our distant past. Absolutely nothing.
The "acceptable" history is that humans were grunting troglodytes about 10,000 years ago. Humans have been grunting troglodytes since they "evolved" from apes over a million years ago, we are told. Then, civilization just kind of exploded around 7,000 years ago, much like the Cambrian explosion of life forms that allegedly occurred 540,000 years ago. The grunting, stone-wielding idiots who barely could walk erect were found constructing pyramids just some 3,000 years later. I beg to differ.
Well, perhaps I should spend the rest of the evening downloading more hurdy-gurdy video clips from theHorny Whores site. I can further increase my vast hurdy-gurdy DVD library. Why am I wasting so much time and resources on such a foolish project when the Vienna Sausage is barely functional? I don't know. Maybe it's due to a dominant ape gene. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaaa!
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Self-Awareness
At the library, I had an unpleasant encounter with a fat bitch. As I walking back from the restroom to the table that I was sitting at, I was cut off by the fat ugly trollop (read: "Tons o' Fun") as the jiggly lard ass walked right in front of me instead of passing along the left side. I was walking along a wall, but the beached whale was determined to squeeze between me and the wall. The walkway itself was at least fives times as wide as the bitch's fat ass.
"Excuse me, stupid," I said, since my patience was at an all-time low due to my deaf left ear.The run-in with "Tons o' Fun" gave me a bout of indigestion.
"You must be suffering from a mental disorder," uttered the gluttonous ho' through its blubberous swollen lips.
"What? I'm not the one walking right in front of people like a dumb asshole," I replied.
"Blah, blah, blah ..." was all could hear due to deafness.
"You need to lose some weight," I retorted impatiently. Then, I walked off.
While at the gym, I was burping frequently during my workout. Strangely, each time I burped, I heard a pop in my left ear. I could actually hear for a few seconds before the vortex sucked the ear wax back into place. During my shower, I had to blow my nose. My left ear popped again. My hearing was restored to about 40 percent of normal, and the vortex did not suck the ear wax back in. So, I have a slight reprieve from deafness, all due to the fat rude ho' at the library. Thanks, Fatso!
I know that I have touched upon the thought before in the "blog," but I must reiterate it again. I cannot think of anything more cruel than to bring another human life into the world. Each new person must go through the same pain and suffering, be fed infinite lies about life, and will eventually grow old and pass on. Would it not be better to have never existed at all? And, why bring useless pieces of shit into the world, like the fat trollop at the library?
I have no idea at all about what it is like to not exist. I am sure that the great thinkers over the ages have pondered the same. I can remember only patches of my early life experiences. My thought processes were very elementary. In fact, I am not even sure if I knew that I was alive. I was simply living life as it was served to me.
In my advanced age, I now know for certain that I exist. I even cherish my existence. Yet, I now know that spirituality is meaningless and empty. Knowledge is meaningless. Civilization is meaningless. "Ownership" is meaningless. Only self-awareness seems to have some value. It places our lives within the context of mortality. It is, in fact, what motivates our selection of choices. True self-awareness guides us in the form of a moral compass. My self-awareness, not to be confused with narcissism, is growing. That's why I am a small-time great thinker wannabe.
Somewhere along the human timeline, something went wrong. From the first small human family came the clan, then the tribe. After that, all hell broke loose, so to speak. Free will endowed humans with the ability to do whatever they wanted. Self-awareness should have kept free will in check. Self-awareness was tossed aside in favor of more animalistic traits, most likely a desperate reaction to mortality. All of the attempts to gain immorality, develop spirituality, create civilizations ... these are futile attempts to turn back to clock. The great thinkers feverishly sought to change what went wrong in the past, but the antecedents are too well seeded. Other great thinkers became apocalyptic, seeing no other recourse.
What the great thinkers should have realized is that the universe will right itself. The real Universal Law is that the physical universe itself, and everything in it, is finite. On our own planet earth, we humans are the only creatures that are curious and astute enough to realize that the planet has its own way of wiping the slate clean. In fact, the slate has been wiped clean many times over already. Yet, the planet seems to have a way of replenishing and recreating itself.
The Creator is truly an enigma. The Creator has proven to be nothing like the entity conjured up by the religious great thinkers. I am beginning to believe that we can only understand the Creator when we more fully utilize our self-awareness. There is a key to understanding, but we have not found it yet. Or, perhaps it was lost during an early iteration of human civilization. We are only in the dark because we choose to be.
I know that I have touched upon the thought before in the "blog," but I must reiterate it again. I cannot think of anything more cruel than to bring another human life into the world. Each new person must go through the same pain and suffering, be fed infinite lies about life, and will eventually grow old and pass on. Would it not be better to have never existed at all? And, why bring useless pieces of shit into the world, like the fat trollop at the library?
I have no idea at all about what it is like to not exist. I am sure that the great thinkers over the ages have pondered the same. I can remember only patches of my early life experiences. My thought processes were very elementary. In fact, I am not even sure if I knew that I was alive. I was simply living life as it was served to me.
In my advanced age, I now know for certain that I exist. I even cherish my existence. Yet, I now know that spirituality is meaningless and empty. Knowledge is meaningless. Civilization is meaningless. "Ownership" is meaningless. Only self-awareness seems to have some value. It places our lives within the context of mortality. It is, in fact, what motivates our selection of choices. True self-awareness guides us in the form of a moral compass. My self-awareness, not to be confused with narcissism, is growing. That's why I am a small-time great thinker wannabe.
Somewhere along the human timeline, something went wrong. From the first small human family came the clan, then the tribe. After that, all hell broke loose, so to speak. Free will endowed humans with the ability to do whatever they wanted. Self-awareness should have kept free will in check. Self-awareness was tossed aside in favor of more animalistic traits, most likely a desperate reaction to mortality. All of the attempts to gain immorality, develop spirituality, create civilizations ... these are futile attempts to turn back to clock. The great thinkers feverishly sought to change what went wrong in the past, but the antecedents are too well seeded. Other great thinkers became apocalyptic, seeing no other recourse.
What the great thinkers should have realized is that the universe will right itself. The real Universal Law is that the physical universe itself, and everything in it, is finite. On our own planet earth, we humans are the only creatures that are curious and astute enough to realize that the planet has its own way of wiping the slate clean. In fact, the slate has been wiped clean many times over already. Yet, the planet seems to have a way of replenishing and recreating itself.
The Creator is truly an enigma. The Creator has proven to be nothing like the entity conjured up by the religious great thinkers. I am beginning to believe that we can only understand the Creator when we more fully utilize our self-awareness. There is a key to understanding, but we have not found it yet. Or, perhaps it was lost during an early iteration of human civilization. We are only in the dark because we choose to be.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Vortex of Stupidity
Another visit to Hawai'i Kai went well, even though I remain partially deaf. Moms served hot dogs and fresh vegetables for lunch. Later, moms served Foremost® coffee ice cream for dessert.
Moms also checked the status of my left ear. The horrid ear wax has apparently lodged itself deeper into the ear, no doubt right next to the ear drum. Obviously, this is a precarious situation, much more serious than previously thought. I have no idea how the glob of wax moved inward. However, as an engineer, I can make an educated guess. The design of the auditory canal facilitates an increase in sound pressure by focusing sound into the ear drum. Since sound pressure levels increase, we can also assume that air pressure increases as well. The inner ear attempts to compensate for the increased pressure in order to keep the ear drum from bursting. Overall, the auditory canal creates a vortex that is somewhat like a suction. Something like a glob of ear wax is light enough to be sucked deep into the ear by the vortex. When I stopped flushing the ear, the glob of ear wax dried out and shrank. Thus, the vortex pulled it further into the ear. Of course, my engineering expertise is of no use to me after the fact.
Each day, I contemplate my life story as it has unfolded so far. As with the ancient great thinkers, the depth of my ruminations can only go so far. My contribution to the world is minimal. In fact, my only desire is to return to the age of innocence, whatever that means. I tried to make sense of the jibberish as I munched on a Selma's "Butter me up" brownie (on sale this week at Foodland for 99 cents). Then, I realized that I have never before tasted a brownie that was so rich and delicious. I have to come enjoy food, although my food budget is limited. Food is not only a necessity to me, it is also a luxury. Mind you, gluttony is not in my vocabulary. In essence, though, what is life without food?
Lots of earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and other natural disasters are occurring with increasing frequency. Humans, who are so intent on destroying themselves, are oblivious to the forces that could render them extinct much more expeditiously. I have wondered about my recent inclination to research cosmology, religion, ancient history, and lost civilizations. Could it be that I have an inner sense? Is the earth coming close to another crust displacement disaster? Are the magnetic poles about ready to heave into reversal? Will we go through another "First Time"?
Well, now is not a good time to become homeless in Honolulu. The City is cracking down on the tented enclaves in the various parks. Tent dwellers will be fined and possibly imprisoned. I soon expect many of the homeless to be arrested for the theft of shopping carts. The homeless are really scapegoats. The problem is that they have voluntarily or involuntarily exited the so-called "ownership society." The "owners" believe that the homeless are not paying "tribute." And, we obviously can't have that. What exactly happens to the "ownership society" during a crustal displacement or a magnetic pole reversal? What worth is a title or deed then?
Moms also checked the status of my left ear. The horrid ear wax has apparently lodged itself deeper into the ear, no doubt right next to the ear drum. Obviously, this is a precarious situation, much more serious than previously thought. I have no idea how the glob of wax moved inward. However, as an engineer, I can make an educated guess. The design of the auditory canal facilitates an increase in sound pressure by focusing sound into the ear drum. Since sound pressure levels increase, we can also assume that air pressure increases as well. The inner ear attempts to compensate for the increased pressure in order to keep the ear drum from bursting. Overall, the auditory canal creates a vortex that is somewhat like a suction. Something like a glob of ear wax is light enough to be sucked deep into the ear by the vortex. When I stopped flushing the ear, the glob of ear wax dried out and shrank. Thus, the vortex pulled it further into the ear. Of course, my engineering expertise is of no use to me after the fact.
Each day, I contemplate my life story as it has unfolded so far. As with the ancient great thinkers, the depth of my ruminations can only go so far. My contribution to the world is minimal. In fact, my only desire is to return to the age of innocence, whatever that means. I tried to make sense of the jibberish as I munched on a Selma's "Butter me up" brownie (on sale this week at Foodland for 99 cents). Then, I realized that I have never before tasted a brownie that was so rich and delicious. I have to come enjoy food, although my food budget is limited. Food is not only a necessity to me, it is also a luxury. Mind you, gluttony is not in my vocabulary. In essence, though, what is life without food?
Lots of earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and other natural disasters are occurring with increasing frequency. Humans, who are so intent on destroying themselves, are oblivious to the forces that could render them extinct much more expeditiously. I have wondered about my recent inclination to research cosmology, religion, ancient history, and lost civilizations. Could it be that I have an inner sense? Is the earth coming close to another crust displacement disaster? Are the magnetic poles about ready to heave into reversal? Will we go through another "First Time"?
Well, now is not a good time to become homeless in Honolulu. The City is cracking down on the tented enclaves in the various parks. Tent dwellers will be fined and possibly imprisoned. I soon expect many of the homeless to be arrested for the theft of shopping carts. The homeless are really scapegoats. The problem is that they have voluntarily or involuntarily exited the so-called "ownership society." The "owners" believe that the homeless are not paying "tribute." And, we obviously can't have that. What exactly happens to the "ownership society" during a crustal displacement or a magnetic pole reversal? What worth is a title or deed then?
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Small-Time Great Thinker
I was on my way to Ala Moana Center via Waikiki on a crowded Route 23 bus at 7:15am this morning. Once there, I purchased a cup of coffee at Foodland. Then, I attempted to return to Waikiki, but the driver of the Route 19 bus would not let me board with the (covered) cup of coffee. So, I boarded the Route 23 bus that arrived right behind it. No problem-o. I have been riding the bus with my cup of coffee almost every morning, so I was taken aback by the incident.
Once in Waikiki, I walked down Ohua Street to the Waikiki Health Center. I had hoped to have the horrid ear wax removed, but there was no time slot available. Since I will be in Hawai'i Kai on both Friday and Monday, I had to settle for an appointment next Tuesday. Can I handle being deaf in my left ear until then? The income-dependent cost for the ear wax extraction will be around $26 since I have no wage slave income. The waiting room gradually became crowded while I finalized the appointment. The patients, from what I could tell, were all destitute. I felt quite at home.
I purchased another cup of coffee at the ABC Store to help me pass the time while I waited for the bus heading to town. When the bus arrived, I was able to board with my cup of coffee. The rest of the day was typical urban nomad. No details are necessary.
I have reached a final, albeit disturbing, conclusion about the soul. The soul is not immortal. Nor will it reincarnate endlessly. I base my conclusion on the fact that there was one point prior to the "singularity" in which nothing existed including time. Thus, no souls could have existed either. The paradigm of the soul, whether it is mortal or immortal, has been a preoccupation of humans since ancient times as verified by the oldest historical records. There is no doubt that the ancient great thinkers expended a considerable amount of mental energy on the topic. The concepts of "judgment day" and "spiritual enlightenment" have been around since the "First Time" of the current iteration of advanced civilization (way before Judeo-Christian thought). And, obviously, those ideas must have been handed down from a previous era, if such an era truly existed.
The implications are clear, of course. None of the rituals ever immortalized any human soul. No human has returned from the grave to verify the success of the process. Thus, what has been passed down through time is a human machination, not any Divine thought by any means. If any deity had transmitted any truths, they have been long lost.
We know absolutely nothing about ancient civilizations. We do not know how people lived, what we would call a "life-style." In fact, we know very little about societal constructs prior to last few centuries. What exactly constituted family life? What about marriage and romantic love?
I assume that, through a rational imagination, we can understand that the first humans had to be at least one pair consisting of male and female. If we assume that there was only one pair of humans to begin with, then we must assume that all of us are related. We can also assume that. even if several pairs of humans representing the various "races" were around at Time Zero for humans, the vast numbers of us are still related.
If we had truly "evolved" from baboons, then we should possess a number of recessive baboon genes. Those recessive genes should become dominant at one time or another, thus producing an odd baboon-like human every now and then. We should also feel sexual attraction to apes, monkeys, and baboons. And, we should be able to genetically mate with them and produce offspring.
Nonetheless, we humans are related because we originated from common ancestors. In the period subsequent to Time Zero for humans, incest would have been a necessary procedure for procreation and survival of the species. I cannot ascertain where and when the ideas of marriage and romantic love came into play. Clearly, both are the product of human concoction, not Divine revelation. Were humans really designed to be married? Is there such a feeling as romantic love? How does either tie in with our incestuous origins?
As I am still partially deaf, much to my chagrin, my thoughts may appear disjointed. Worry not, my friends. I am simply attempting to follow in the footsteps of the great thinkers of the past. We have some recorded history, but there is way too much left to conjecture. Obviously, scientists and religious fanatics have passed along conjecture as fact. So, I, as a small-time great thinker wannabe, can also do the same. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!
Once in Waikiki, I walked down Ohua Street to the Waikiki Health Center. I had hoped to have the horrid ear wax removed, but there was no time slot available. Since I will be in Hawai'i Kai on both Friday and Monday, I had to settle for an appointment next Tuesday. Can I handle being deaf in my left ear until then? The income-dependent cost for the ear wax extraction will be around $26 since I have no wage slave income. The waiting room gradually became crowded while I finalized the appointment. The patients, from what I could tell, were all destitute. I felt quite at home.
I purchased another cup of coffee at the ABC Store to help me pass the time while I waited for the bus heading to town. When the bus arrived, I was able to board with my cup of coffee. The rest of the day was typical urban nomad. No details are necessary.
I have reached a final, albeit disturbing, conclusion about the soul. The soul is not immortal. Nor will it reincarnate endlessly. I base my conclusion on the fact that there was one point prior to the "singularity" in which nothing existed including time. Thus, no souls could have existed either. The paradigm of the soul, whether it is mortal or immortal, has been a preoccupation of humans since ancient times as verified by the oldest historical records. There is no doubt that the ancient great thinkers expended a considerable amount of mental energy on the topic. The concepts of "judgment day" and "spiritual enlightenment" have been around since the "First Time" of the current iteration of advanced civilization (way before Judeo-Christian thought). And, obviously, those ideas must have been handed down from a previous era, if such an era truly existed.
The implications are clear, of course. None of the rituals ever immortalized any human soul. No human has returned from the grave to verify the success of the process. Thus, what has been passed down through time is a human machination, not any Divine thought by any means. If any deity had transmitted any truths, they have been long lost.
We know absolutely nothing about ancient civilizations. We do not know how people lived, what we would call a "life-style." In fact, we know very little about societal constructs prior to last few centuries. What exactly constituted family life? What about marriage and romantic love?
I assume that, through a rational imagination, we can understand that the first humans had to be at least one pair consisting of male and female. If we assume that there was only one pair of humans to begin with, then we must assume that all of us are related. We can also assume that. even if several pairs of humans representing the various "races" were around at Time Zero for humans, the vast numbers of us are still related.
If we had truly "evolved" from baboons, then we should possess a number of recessive baboon genes. Those recessive genes should become dominant at one time or another, thus producing an odd baboon-like human every now and then. We should also feel sexual attraction to apes, monkeys, and baboons. And, we should be able to genetically mate with them and produce offspring.
Nonetheless, we humans are related because we originated from common ancestors. In the period subsequent to Time Zero for humans, incest would have been a necessary procedure for procreation and survival of the species. I cannot ascertain where and when the ideas of marriage and romantic love came into play. Clearly, both are the product of human concoction, not Divine revelation. Were humans really designed to be married? Is there such a feeling as romantic love? How does either tie in with our incestuous origins?
As I am still partially deaf, much to my chagrin, my thoughts may appear disjointed. Worry not, my friends. I am simply attempting to follow in the footsteps of the great thinkers of the past. We have some recorded history, but there is way too much left to conjecture. Obviously, scientists and religious fanatics have passed along conjecture as fact. So, I, as a small-time great thinker wannabe, can also do the same. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
No One to Blame
My left ear has been deaf since I began the concentrated ear flush yesterday. This morning, I purchased a rubber bulb at Longs® that is specifically designed to flush the ear with warm water. Needless to say, my left ear is still deaf.
"Furlough Wednesday" found me at Kahala Mall as usual. We already know the drill. When I returned from town on the bus, I inquired about ear wax cleaning at Kahala Urgent Care, a small clinic across from the mall. The cost? A whopping $180 for nothing! Fortunately, there were a lot of patients in the waiting room. I was able to exit gracefully. I will most likely attempt a visit to the Waikiki Health Clinic, one of the non-profit community health centers for the poor and destitute. It is located about four blocks from the despicable "condotel" unit.
While in town, I managed to restore my monk haircut at the Institute of Hair Design. Once again, I opted for the shorter (read: bollo head) version of the monk haircut. Not that it matters. My hair grows so fast that I still must cut it every three weeks.
Being partially deaf, I find that I am not in the mood for nonsense. And, nonsense is all that I am served. In the old days, I would blame the latter on the sinister kahuna or other devilish entities. However, since none of them exists, there is no one to blame.
"Furlough Wednesday" found me at Kahala Mall as usual. We already know the drill. When I returned from town on the bus, I inquired about ear wax cleaning at Kahala Urgent Care, a small clinic across from the mall. The cost? A whopping $180 for nothing! Fortunately, there were a lot of patients in the waiting room. I was able to exit gracefully. I will most likely attempt a visit to the Waikiki Health Clinic, one of the non-profit community health centers for the poor and destitute. It is located about four blocks from the despicable "condotel" unit.
While in town, I managed to restore my monk haircut at the Institute of Hair Design. Once again, I opted for the shorter (read: bollo head) version of the monk haircut. Not that it matters. My hair grows so fast that I still must cut it every three weeks.
Being partially deaf, I find that I am not in the mood for nonsense. And, nonsense is all that I am served. In the old days, I would blame the latter on the sinister kahuna or other devilish entities. However, since none of them exists, there is no one to blame.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Zep Tepi
I am continuing my research about the apparent lost civilization of ancient times. There is ample evidence to support the supposition. However, the "acceptable" schools of thought are in opposition. I suspect that the primacy of so-called "Western civilization" is at stake. There are far too many similarities in societal infrastructure, religion, and so forth amongst the early civilizations. The explanation brought forth by palaeontologists and archaeologists is that humans possess an "inherent nature" that allowed them to develop similarly and concurrently without cross-contact. A genuine leap of faith is required to accept such nonsense.
Religion, as we define it, played an important, if not the most important, role in ancient cultures. We can be certain that religion was all-pervasive, not compartmentalized as it is today. There are clearly too many similarities between the various ancient religions as well as clear precedents for more contemporary religions. I am almost certain that Judaism, for example, borrowed liberally from Sumerian and Babylonian cults (both of which probably inherited concepts from the Egyptians).
Where does that leave us? I don't really know. The thesis of a long-lost advanced civilization describes a time about 12,500 years ago when there was a major global cataclysm notably recognized as a flood. The alleged advanced civilization perished, but its survivors ended up in other lands. Either reconstructing a new society or directing the indigenous peoples of foreign lands, the survivors began life anew at the "First Time." The indigenous peoples came to equate the survivors with deities. Thence, the birth of ancient religions.
The problem, of course, is that the truth about the origin of humans would have effectively been lost before the "First Time" commenced. One previous iteration of an advanced society would put humans just like us back to at least 22,000 years ago (refer to "blog" of February 17th). All religion going back from the present to the "First Time" are essentially null and void. No deity has ever made a return visit. We have been left to our own devices.
Well, I am continuing with the ear flush using the CVS® ear drops. I am now leaving the drops in the ear for ten minutes or longer. Initially, I only kept the drops in the ear for a couple of minutes. Obviously, I was wasting my time. Hopefully, I will be able to dissolve the big glob of ear wax in due time.
Religion, as we define it, played an important, if not the most important, role in ancient cultures. We can be certain that religion was all-pervasive, not compartmentalized as it is today. There are clearly too many similarities between the various ancient religions as well as clear precedents for more contemporary religions. I am almost certain that Judaism, for example, borrowed liberally from Sumerian and Babylonian cults (both of which probably inherited concepts from the Egyptians).
Where does that leave us? I don't really know. The thesis of a long-lost advanced civilization describes a time about 12,500 years ago when there was a major global cataclysm notably recognized as a flood. The alleged advanced civilization perished, but its survivors ended up in other lands. Either reconstructing a new society or directing the indigenous peoples of foreign lands, the survivors began life anew at the "First Time." The indigenous peoples came to equate the survivors with deities. Thence, the birth of ancient religions.
The problem, of course, is that the truth about the origin of humans would have effectively been lost before the "First Time" commenced. One previous iteration of an advanced society would put humans just like us back to at least 22,000 years ago (refer to "blog" of February 17th). All religion going back from the present to the "First Time" are essentially null and void. No deity has ever made a return visit. We have been left to our own devices.
Well, I am continuing with the ear flush using the CVS® ear drops. I am now leaving the drops in the ear for ten minutes or longer. Initially, I only kept the drops in the ear for a couple of minutes. Obviously, I was wasting my time. Hopefully, I will be able to dissolve the big glob of ear wax in due time.
Monday, April 12, 2010
My Poor Ear (Reprise)
Another visit to Hawai'i Kai went as planned. For lunch, moms served Spam®, fresh ahi sashimi, fresh vegetables, and rice. For dessert, Foremost® coffee ice cream as always.
Moms checked my ear and found a large piece of ear wax blocking the entire auditory canal just as I suspected. The ear wax is sticky and wedged in pretty good. I performed a hydrogen peroxide flush and another treatment with the CVS® ear drops. So far, no progress. Needless to say, I am discarding the entire bottle of CVS® ear plugs. I will just have to tolerate the ambient noise at Slob Manor (read: rental housing). Sheesh!
I am not looking forward to the urban nomad routine tomorrow. I am becoming quite fatigued with the myriad idiots on the bus, which is always very crowded. I don't particularly care to be downtown with the wage slave crowd. I don't fit in, what with all of the arrogance and self-importance. My only refuge is the library. I fit right in with the homeless and the halfway house derelicts. We're all losers with nowhere else to go.
Of course, I could also seek out places where the myriad senior citizens congregate. Well, a lot of them do end up at the library. So, I am already there. The rest of the senior citizens loiter at the various shopping malls. Unfortunately, I find the latter activity to be disdainful. Well, I could attempt to sneak into one of the senior citizen recreation centers, but I doubt that I could get past the security check points (even though I am a senior citizen myself). Oh well.
Moms checked my ear and found a large piece of ear wax blocking the entire auditory canal just as I suspected. The ear wax is sticky and wedged in pretty good. I performed a hydrogen peroxide flush and another treatment with the CVS® ear drops. So far, no progress. Needless to say, I am discarding the entire bottle of CVS® ear plugs. I will just have to tolerate the ambient noise at Slob Manor (read: rental housing). Sheesh!
I am not looking forward to the urban nomad routine tomorrow. I am becoming quite fatigued with the myriad idiots on the bus, which is always very crowded. I don't particularly care to be downtown with the wage slave crowd. I don't fit in, what with all of the arrogance and self-importance. My only refuge is the library. I fit right in with the homeless and the halfway house derelicts. We're all losers with nowhere else to go.
Of course, I could also seek out places where the myriad senior citizens congregate. Well, a lot of them do end up at the library. So, I am already there. The rest of the senior citizens loiter at the various shopping malls. Unfortunately, I find the latter activity to be disdainful. Well, I could attempt to sneak into one of the senior citizen recreation centers, but I doubt that I could get past the security check points (even though I am a senior citizen myself). Oh well.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Everybody's Nuts
The daily routine is beginning to grate on my nerves once again. I am wasting my life away, and there's nothing that I can do about it. I am too poor. I cannot afford to live a life beyond my means. However, I am not implying that I am happy with the forced compromise.
At the gym, the hottie gym trainer made an appearance after a two-week absence. Baby was looking mighty fine. Not that it matters. The hottie gym trainer is an unattainable entity. The ol' lavahead cannot compete with all of the studs, and he really does not care. After all, he has an exceptional hurdy-gurdy DVD libary. What more does he need?
I neglected to mention that, as I sat at the bus stop in town the other day, I noticed three signs in front of three different properties in a row: "No Trespassing," "Private Property," and "No Thoroughfare Violators Will Be Prosecuted." That's the "ownership society" in action. Yet, there are people who are still befuddled by the surveillance overkill in the empire. They bemoan that "Big Brother is watching." What can they expect when everything is "owned"?
The ear flush treatment using the CVS® ear drops was a failure. I believe that there is some kind of obstruction in the middle ear, most likely a big chunk of wax. I surmise that the ear plugs (which I no longer use) forced the wax further into the ear and wedged it against the narrowed auditory canal. The ear drops only tended to swell the wax and further impede my hearing. I should just let the ear wax dry out and expel itself on its own.
Finally, moms gave me a big bag of Everybody's Nuts® pistachios. Wow! Those are the best pistachio nuts I have ever tasted.
At the gym, the hottie gym trainer made an appearance after a two-week absence. Baby was looking mighty fine. Not that it matters. The hottie gym trainer is an unattainable entity. The ol' lavahead cannot compete with all of the studs, and he really does not care. After all, he has an exceptional hurdy-gurdy DVD libary. What more does he need?
I neglected to mention that, as I sat at the bus stop in town the other day, I noticed three signs in front of three different properties in a row: "No Trespassing," "Private Property," and "No Thoroughfare Violators Will Be Prosecuted." That's the "ownership society" in action. Yet, there are people who are still befuddled by the surveillance overkill in the empire. They bemoan that "Big Brother is watching." What can they expect when everything is "owned"?
The ear flush treatment using the CVS® ear drops was a failure. I believe that there is some kind of obstruction in the middle ear, most likely a big chunk of wax. I surmise that the ear plugs (which I no longer use) forced the wax further into the ear and wedged it against the narrowed auditory canal. The ear drops only tended to swell the wax and further impede my hearing. I should just let the ear wax dry out and expel itself on its own.
Finally, moms gave me a big bag of Everybody's Nuts® pistachios. Wow! Those are the best pistachio nuts I have ever tasted.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Immortality?
At the library, I completed reading the book, "The Message of the Sphinx: A Quest for the Hidden Legacy of Mankind," by Graham Hancock and Robert Bauval. The research for the alleged "lost civilization" continues.
The obsession with the immortal soul in ancient civilizations is what sparked my curiosity about the human soul. The whole crux of religion from the beginning of time has been the result of the need to address the issue of the immortality of the soul. The importance of astrology and astronomy in prehistoric civilizations onward was based on the assumption that the "heavens" were the domain of the "gods." Thus, almost all resources of those societies were allocated to the study of the skies. Any other technological advancements were curtailed.
Is the soul immortal? I don't really know. Even if the soul were to reincarnate, we would obviously not remember our current lives. All memory functions are part of the brain. Once the brain is gone, there are no more memories. So, why were the ancients so fixated upon immortality?
The obsession with the immortal soul in ancient civilizations is what sparked my curiosity about the human soul. The whole crux of religion from the beginning of time has been the result of the need to address the issue of the immortality of the soul. The importance of astrology and astronomy in prehistoric civilizations onward was based on the assumption that the "heavens" were the domain of the "gods." Thus, almost all resources of those societies were allocated to the study of the skies. Any other technological advancements were curtailed.
Is the soul immortal? I don't really know. Even if the soul were to reincarnate, we would obviously not remember our current lives. All memory functions are part of the brain. Once the brain is gone, there are no more memories. So, why were the ancients so fixated upon immortality?
Friday, April 09, 2010
Day-by-Day
I performed a thorough ear flush with the CVS® ear drops this morning. I later used a cotton swab dowsed with hydrogen peroxide to carefully clean the outer portion of the auditory canal. There was a lot of ear wax residue. The odor was also substantially reduced. I plan to repeat the flushing for two more days.
Another visit to Hawai'i Kai went as planned. Moms served lamp-baked chicken, fresh ahi sashimi, fresh vegetables, and rice for lunch. For dessert, Foremost® coffee ice cream.
I have once again lost my enthusiasm for the gym. I am simply going through the motions of a workout. Of course, I am going to the gym seven days per week with no break. I'm probably going through another burn-out period.
Good news! The State Department of Taxation accepted my appeal and waived both the penalty and interest for the allegedly late GET tax filing. I have been exonerated. Bad news. The registration fee for my Nissan® Frontier truck went up as expected. The increase was $40 and some change. Not as high as I expected, but still pretty crappy.
Still no legitimate readers of the "blog," according to the Feedjit® Live Feed. So, let's end now, shall we?
Another visit to Hawai'i Kai went as planned. Moms served lamp-baked chicken, fresh ahi sashimi, fresh vegetables, and rice for lunch. For dessert, Foremost® coffee ice cream.
I have once again lost my enthusiasm for the gym. I am simply going through the motions of a workout. Of course, I am going to the gym seven days per week with no break. I'm probably going through another burn-out period.
Good news! The State Department of Taxation accepted my appeal and waived both the penalty and interest for the allegedly late GET tax filing. I have been exonerated. Bad news. The registration fee for my Nissan® Frontier truck went up as expected. The increase was $40 and some change. Not as high as I expected, but still pretty crappy.
Still no legitimate readers of the "blog," according to the Feedjit® Live Feed. So, let's end now, shall we?
Thursday, April 08, 2010
My Poor Ear
Back to the old routine again. Those "furlough days" are annoying. Nothing out of the ordinary transpired. I should mention that my left ear is either infected or it is stuffed with excess wax. Strangely, there is no discharge oozing from the ear itself. However, there is a very bad odor. My poor ear. I have only used the CVS® ear drops for two days. I may have to try again.
In further clarification of my discussion of the soul, I must add that the soul's consciousness and awareness must derive from the human brain. The soul, of course, is not a physical entity. The brain, on the other hand, is entirely useless without the soul. Only the lifeforce together with the brain can create the stream of consciousness that determines who we are.
Incidentally, the second Beta release of Ubuntu "Lucid Lynx" was made available today. As to be expected, I did not download the file. The final version will be available at the end of the month. As time goes on, I am becoming less enthused about the new releases.
Well, that ol' Fed fudgepacker Ben "Handjob" Bernanke almost sent the stock market into a tizzy when he stated that his zero percent interest rate policy (ZIRP) can't go on forever. Naturally, he was kidding. He was simply "testing the waters."Putz.
In further clarification of my discussion of the soul, I must add that the soul's consciousness and awareness must derive from the human brain. The soul, of course, is not a physical entity. The brain, on the other hand, is entirely useless without the soul. Only the lifeforce together with the brain can create the stream of consciousness that determines who we are.
Incidentally, the second Beta release of Ubuntu "Lucid Lynx" was made available today. As to be expected, I did not download the file. The final version will be available at the end of the month. As time goes on, I am becoming less enthused about the new releases.
Well, that ol' Fed fudgepacker Ben "Handjob" Bernanke almost sent the stock market into a tizzy when he stated that his zero percent interest rate policy (ZIRP) can't go on forever. Naturally, he was kidding. He was simply "testing the waters."Putz.
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Lifeforce
The return of "Furlough Wednesday" at the library forced me to seek refuge at the Barnes & Noble® Café in Kahala Mall. I had nowhere else to go and loiter. The "furlough" routine is always the same. Naturally, I ended up in town to go to the gym. Otherwise, nothing out of the ordinary occurred.
I've been thinking about the "soul" lately. What I mean by "soul" is, in effect, the cumulative lifeforce. Every living cell and every living creature has a lifeforce. Yet, what is it? Where does it come from? In the whole of the universe, why is there a collective of lifeforce energies and souls on this planet?
The human soul in most religious beliefs is transportable. It is either immortal or can be resurrected. However, as I have stated in the "blog," any kind of permanent brain damage drastically changes a person. I have come to believe that our entire persona is the function of the brain. Thus, the soul is reduced to a singular lifeforce. The soul is analogous to a battery. The battery can only provide a source of energy. Whatever device that the battery is installed will then uses the battery's power to perform its specific functions. It is my belief that all creatures are given a generic soul. Thus, the soul in both humans and animals is the same. Only the interface to the brain determines the degree of sophistication of the soul's being.
My definition of the soul is not very comforting. The soul itself may be truly transportable and reusable. Whoever we are, as determined by our lifetime of experiences, will be lost forever once the brain ceases to function. Thus, in my ample free time, I always make sure that allot several intervals in which I reflect on my life as I have lived it up until now. I have come to grips with who am I am and what I have been through.
I have also ruminated about the foolishness of a resurrection. How many people would truly want to be resurrected exactly as they are? Not too many, I'm sure. Would a squirrelly-looking loser want to live forever as a squirrelly-looking loser? On the other hand, I personally would not mind returning as me. Obviously, that's all I know. I'd like to look exactly the same (minus the "old man" features, of course). Why I even bother to contemplate such blather is beyond me. I need to get on with the business of living in the here and now. And, I need to prepare for the exodus before it's too late.
I've been thinking about the "soul" lately. What I mean by "soul" is, in effect, the cumulative lifeforce. Every living cell and every living creature has a lifeforce. Yet, what is it? Where does it come from? In the whole of the universe, why is there a collective of lifeforce energies and souls on this planet?
The human soul in most religious beliefs is transportable. It is either immortal or can be resurrected. However, as I have stated in the "blog," any kind of permanent brain damage drastically changes a person. I have come to believe that our entire persona is the function of the brain. Thus, the soul is reduced to a singular lifeforce. The soul is analogous to a battery. The battery can only provide a source of energy. Whatever device that the battery is installed will then uses the battery's power to perform its specific functions. It is my belief that all creatures are given a generic soul. Thus, the soul in both humans and animals is the same. Only the interface to the brain determines the degree of sophistication of the soul's being.
My definition of the soul is not very comforting. The soul itself may be truly transportable and reusable. Whoever we are, as determined by our lifetime of experiences, will be lost forever once the brain ceases to function. Thus, in my ample free time, I always make sure that allot several intervals in which I reflect on my life as I have lived it up until now. I have come to grips with who am I am and what I have been through.
I have also ruminated about the foolishness of a resurrection. How many people would truly want to be resurrected exactly as they are? Not too many, I'm sure. Would a squirrelly-looking loser want to live forever as a squirrelly-looking loser? On the other hand, I personally would not mind returning as me. Obviously, that's all I know. I'd like to look exactly the same (minus the "old man" features, of course). Why I even bother to contemplate such blather is beyond me. I need to get on with the business of living in the here and now. And, I need to prepare for the exodus before it's too late.
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
Empire of Gloom
Back to the old routine again ... when I say "old," I mean old. My research into ancient prehistory continues at the library, although I have nothing to comment upon at this moment.
The stock market is surging upward. I am watching to see if my prediction of Dow 17,000 will occur. The Fed will not raise short-term interest rates until sometime after the latter event. So, conservative investors like myself are totally screwed. The doomsayers were apparently wrong about the imminent collapse of the empire. Needless to say, they are still predicting the same collapse that was supposed to happen last year. I have been unduly influenced by the doomsayers such that I absolutely will not move any funds into anything related to stocks. Obviously, everyone else has already dove into the stock market. That's why it's surging.
The stock market is surging upward. I am watching to see if my prediction of Dow 17,000 will occur. The Fed will not raise short-term interest rates until sometime after the latter event. So, conservative investors like myself are totally screwed. The doomsayers were apparently wrong about the imminent collapse of the empire. Needless to say, they are still predicting the same collapse that was supposed to happen last year. I have been unduly influenced by the doomsayers such that I absolutely will not move any funds into anything related to stocks. Obviously, everyone else has already dove into the stock market. That's why it's surging.
Monday, April 05, 2010
Fifth of April
Another visit to Hawai'i Kai has come and gone. Moms and I ate lunch at Panda Express®. For dessert, moms served Foremost® coffee ice cream. The rest of the day followed the same routine.
Well, I contacted the State Department of Taxation and was assisted by a helpful person named Melanie. She suspended the outstanding bill for 30 days, which will allow me time to submit an appeal. Thus, later in the afternoon, I handwrote the letter of appeal (since I do not own a printer). I will mail it tomorrow. I also transcribed the data from my tax spreadsheet to the tax return forms. I am finally getting some work done.
Well, I contacted the State Department of Taxation and was assisted by a helpful person named Melanie. She suspended the outstanding bill for 30 days, which will allow me time to submit an appeal. Thus, later in the afternoon, I handwrote the letter of appeal (since I do not own a printer). I will mail it tomorrow. I also transcribed the data from my tax spreadsheet to the tax return forms. I am finally getting some work done.
Sunday, April 04, 2010
Intellectual Prison
Appending to my discussion yesterday about the prison-like society of empire, I have observed that there are relatively few places to sit along any transit corridor or even at consumer-oriented venues such as shopping malls. Sitting is not a luxury for the rank-and-files peons unless they have paid to do so. And, all paid venues require that the masses are shuffled in and out as quick as possible. There are only specific rest stops along any transit corridor. Stopping at or near "private property" is considered trespassing. Since every square-inch of land is "owned," there is less reason to permit any stoppage. Sometimes it's better to just remain in a coma in the mausoleum.
By the way, part of the renovations at the gym included the addition of three huge widescreen LCD tubes in the weight room. Most of the guys are fixated upon the various sports channels. However, none of them realize the origins of competitive sports. In ancient times, games were played in the same manner with a large audience observing. The losers, however, did not just have to bear the brunt of shame. Rather, they were sacrificed on the altar of whatever deities that needed appeasing. That's another reason why I don't bother watching such nonsense.
I must also correct an error of a few days ago. My "condotel" property tax has not doubled. In fact, it actually tripled even though the assessed value is now 60 percent of the purchase price. Thus, my mortgage payment will be going up a little over $50 per month.
Well, another religious holiday has come and gone. The only benefit was that the buses were not crowded. I was able to contemplate in peace. With that said, I am becoming more convinced by the arguments presented in, "Holy Blood, Holy Grail," by Bagient, Leigh, and Lincoln, wherein the authors believe that Jesus was human and possibly of the Essene order. He was in almost all certainty married to Mary of Magdala. After Jesus was executed, Mary and her offspring exiled to the Languedoc. Why am I convinced? Well, humans have definitely been around a lot longer than the Biblical estimate of 6,000 years. And, advanced civilization has been through at least one iteration. So, humans have been around for at least 22,000 years (refer to "blog" of February 17th). Why would God (of Judaism, Christianity, Paulinity, and Islam) have waited so long to send his "only begotten Son" to earth? And now, 2000 years later, he has yet to fulfill the promise to return. Makes no sense.
Why would an allegedly educated fool like the ol' lavahead rely upon the testimony of "uncredentialed" researchers? In retrospect, I have discovered that my own education (read: training) involved the indoctrination of strictly orthodox ideations. Reliance upon the "acceptable" and "proven" sources of data were subtly hammered into the unnurtured psyche. Anything else must be rejected. The whole methodology is obviously "top down." An aspiring protégé can only rise up in the ranks by mirroring a mentor, which really means becoming a shill to an egotistical moron.
Knowledge has been compartmentalized for a reason. Knowledge is power. And, power is freedom. The core concept of "civilization" is control. That is, control of the many by a select few. Education was once touted as a means to seek infinite learning. Behind the hype was a sinister plot to brainwash the masses with tainted "textbook" knowledge. What the "textbooks" accomplish, aside from draining the wallet of funds, is to subconsciously promote intellectual prejudice and hubris. Students who easily subscribe to such rubbish becoming self-policing. They'll do the "dirty work" to perpetuate the fraud in order to guarantee their own advancement. The diploma is the authority that allows the bearer to spew egocentric nonsense in the guise of expertise.
My emancipation from wage slvery removed me from the legitimate world and placed me solidly in the ranks of the losers, scum, and derelicts. The fringe benefit was that it removed me from the intellectual prison that I just described. I am now able to freely advance my knowledge using an open mind and common sense.
By the way, part of the renovations at the gym included the addition of three huge widescreen LCD tubes in the weight room. Most of the guys are fixated upon the various sports channels. However, none of them realize the origins of competitive sports. In ancient times, games were played in the same manner with a large audience observing. The losers, however, did not just have to bear the brunt of shame. Rather, they were sacrificed on the altar of whatever deities that needed appeasing. That's another reason why I don't bother watching such nonsense.
I must also correct an error of a few days ago. My "condotel" property tax has not doubled. In fact, it actually tripled even though the assessed value is now 60 percent of the purchase price. Thus, my mortgage payment will be going up a little over $50 per month.
Well, another religious holiday has come and gone. The only benefit was that the buses were not crowded. I was able to contemplate in peace. With that said, I am becoming more convinced by the arguments presented in, "Holy Blood, Holy Grail," by Bagient, Leigh, and Lincoln, wherein the authors believe that Jesus was human and possibly of the Essene order. He was in almost all certainty married to Mary of Magdala. After Jesus was executed, Mary and her offspring exiled to the Languedoc. Why am I convinced? Well, humans have definitely been around a lot longer than the Biblical estimate of 6,000 years. And, advanced civilization has been through at least one iteration. So, humans have been around for at least 22,000 years (refer to "blog" of February 17th). Why would God (of Judaism, Christianity, Paulinity, and Islam) have waited so long to send his "only begotten Son" to earth? And now, 2000 years later, he has yet to fulfill the promise to return. Makes no sense.
Why would an allegedly educated fool like the ol' lavahead rely upon the testimony of "uncredentialed" researchers? In retrospect, I have discovered that my own education (read: training) involved the indoctrination of strictly orthodox ideations. Reliance upon the "acceptable" and "proven" sources of data were subtly hammered into the unnurtured psyche. Anything else must be rejected. The whole methodology is obviously "top down." An aspiring protégé can only rise up in the ranks by mirroring a mentor, which really means becoming a shill to an egotistical moron.
Knowledge has been compartmentalized for a reason. Knowledge is power. And, power is freedom. The core concept of "civilization" is control. That is, control of the many by a select few. Education was once touted as a means to seek infinite learning. Behind the hype was a sinister plot to brainwash the masses with tainted "textbook" knowledge. What the "textbooks" accomplish, aside from draining the wallet of funds, is to subconsciously promote intellectual prejudice and hubris. Students who easily subscribe to such rubbish becoming self-policing. They'll do the "dirty work" to perpetuate the fraud in order to guarantee their own advancement. The diploma is the authority that allows the bearer to spew egocentric nonsense in the guise of expertise.
My emancipation from wage slvery removed me from the legitimate world and placed me solidly in the ranks of the losers, scum, and derelicts. The fringe benefit was that it removed me from the intellectual prison that I just described. I am now able to freely advance my knowledge using an open mind and common sense.
Saturday, April 03, 2010
Mausoleum Redux
At the library, I finally concluded the reading of Charles Berlitz's book, "Atlantis: The Eighth Continent." The book was returned about a week ago, thank goodness. The rest of the day? Same ol' shit.
I have not been sleeping well. I also have no appetite. The days are becoming more tortuous as I expand my knowledge about the real truth concerning our debauched human existence. In the meantime, I have come to further understand my own imprisonment and the possibility of no escape.
When I was at Kahala Mall yesterday, I realized that I had no other options to waste my time. The so-called "ownership" society has now created almost an entire space of "private property." There are few public areas available anymore. Thus, we must follow an unusual prison-like routine. From our rented or "owned" domicile, we must use public transit corridors to move from one place to another. The more affluent ones can travel using their personal 4000-pound motorized chairs (read: automobiles). The less privileged are forced to use mass transportation. There are really no stopover points since everything in between is "private property." There are also only a handful of public destinations (e.g., beaches, parks, library), so most destinations are either shopping malls or paid entertainment venues (e.g., theaters, restaurants). Money must be spent to obtain goods and services at those locations. Once the engagement is completed, we must move on to yet another venue or return to the domicile.
Once back in the rented or "owned" domicile, we only have a few options available, one of which is to passively participate in the mind-numbing tube-watching ritual. The tube, of course, is the primary medium to promote the "ownership society." The domicile itself is a prison, or should I say, a mausoleum (i.e., preparation for end-of-life). Poisonous food can also be consumed at the domicile. Eventually, we must lay down to sleep on the mortuary-like bed. For those of us who cannot sleep, we have a lot of time to think about how we "own" nothing. In fact, we are "owned" by the moneychangers and powers-that-be.
On a sad note, I discovered that I have possibly three gumline tooth cavities in the making. The next dental bill is going to be sky high. In addition, I discovered that the Lucerne® low fat yogurt which I purchased at Safeway® uses Splenda® sweetener in it. No wonder it tasted like shit. Obviously, how else is poison supposed to taste?
I have not been sleeping well. I also have no appetite. The days are becoming more tortuous as I expand my knowledge about the real truth concerning our debauched human existence. In the meantime, I have come to further understand my own imprisonment and the possibility of no escape.
When I was at Kahala Mall yesterday, I realized that I had no other options to waste my time. The so-called "ownership" society has now created almost an entire space of "private property." There are few public areas available anymore. Thus, we must follow an unusual prison-like routine. From our rented or "owned" domicile, we must use public transit corridors to move from one place to another. The more affluent ones can travel using their personal 4000-pound motorized chairs (read: automobiles). The less privileged are forced to use mass transportation. There are really no stopover points since everything in between is "private property." There are also only a handful of public destinations (e.g., beaches, parks, library), so most destinations are either shopping malls or paid entertainment venues (e.g., theaters, restaurants). Money must be spent to obtain goods and services at those locations. Once the engagement is completed, we must move on to yet another venue or return to the domicile.
Once back in the rented or "owned" domicile, we only have a few options available, one of which is to passively participate in the mind-numbing tube-watching ritual. The tube, of course, is the primary medium to promote the "ownership society." The domicile itself is a prison, or should I say, a mausoleum (i.e., preparation for end-of-life). Poisonous food can also be consumed at the domicile. Eventually, we must lay down to sleep on the mortuary-like bed. For those of us who cannot sleep, we have a lot of time to think about how we "own" nothing. In fact, we are "owned" by the moneychangers and powers-that-be.
On a sad note, I discovered that I have possibly three gumline tooth cavities in the making. The next dental bill is going to be sky high. In addition, I discovered that the Lucerne® low fat yogurt which I purchased at Safeway® uses Splenda® sweetener in it. No wonder it tasted like shit. Obviously, how else is poison supposed to taste?
Friday, April 02, 2010
Good Friday, Bad Friday 2010
Another wasted day, thanks to a useless holiday. What's worse is that we're talking about a religious holiday, one based upon the sham that is Christianity and Paulinity. As time goes on, I have nothing good to say about religion. Well, I suppose that I could offer one consolation: if the majority of people did not have the hope of being "saved," there would be more killing and maiming everywhere.
I can't say that I had an enjoyable day. I opted for coffee time at the Barnes & Noble® Café before riding the bus to town. I checked my mail at the Post Office before going to the gym. I was surprised by the large volume of mail, mostly bills. I even received a bill from the State for allegedly not paying the GET for the "condotel" unit. There was also a penalty and accrued interest. Pardon my language, but what the fuck is going on here? I mailed the damned GET payment back in February. In addition, the current bill was due three days ago, so I have apparently accrued another penalty and more interest.
I was perturbed for the rest of the day. I can do nothing until next week since the State offices were closed today. In fact, only the State observed the holiday from what I can tell. Downtown was extremely busy. All the banks and even the Post Office was open.
Speaking of the "condotel" unit, the shithole is draining me of money. The mortgage is now "upside-down" since I owe more than the dump is worth. Last I checked, the unit is only worth about 60 percent of the purchase price. And, although the assessed value of the dump has gone down, the property tax has doubled. So, my mortgage payment will be increasing by $30 per month commencing in May. In addition, Aqua management has persuaded the condo association board that new beds are necessary to improve the "visitor experience." So, all owners will be paying $1,000 or more for luxury beds to be installed this Summer. When I resided in the destestable "condotel" unit, I found the bed to be quite comfortable. Well, what do I know? In the meantime, the rates that the hotel charges are way below that of a shitty roadside motel. What exactly justifies new beds?
Later, I drove my Nissan® Frontier truck to Safeway® in Kuapa Kai to wind down the day. I wasted a lot of petrol (now at $3.45 per gallon for lowest octane) and even more money. Pardon my language, but what the fuck? Who even cares? I have already long ago predicted that the moneychangers will eventually rob us all blind. There's no stopping them. Let me tell you why.
The moneychangers and powers-that-be know the secret history of humans. They know that humans have been around for a long time, much longer than the Scriptures of Judaism, Christianity, Paulinity, and Islam claim. In fact, both entities know that the God of those religions does not exist. That's why they have gone hog wild. No one or no deity is going to stop them. Armageddon is not going to punish them for their "evil" ways. We are at their mercy (term used loosely).
In the meantime, the brainwashed masses will go through some kind of religious mumbo-jumbo this evening. Then, on Sunday, they will celebrate a pagan holiday. Exactly what is meant by the term, "pagan"? Is a pagan ceremony less religious or less legitimate than an "acceptable" religion's rite? Seriously, all of it is mumbo-jumbo. And, all the while, the moneychangers and powers-that-be are laughing their asses off.
I can't say that I had an enjoyable day. I opted for coffee time at the Barnes & Noble® Café before riding the bus to town. I checked my mail at the Post Office before going to the gym. I was surprised by the large volume of mail, mostly bills. I even received a bill from the State for allegedly not paying the GET for the "condotel" unit. There was also a penalty and accrued interest. Pardon my language, but what the fuck is going on here? I mailed the damned GET payment back in February. In addition, the current bill was due three days ago, so I have apparently accrued another penalty and more interest.
I was perturbed for the rest of the day. I can do nothing until next week since the State offices were closed today. In fact, only the State observed the holiday from what I can tell. Downtown was extremely busy. All the banks and even the Post Office was open.
Speaking of the "condotel" unit, the shithole is draining me of money. The mortgage is now "upside-down" since I owe more than the dump is worth. Last I checked, the unit is only worth about 60 percent of the purchase price. And, although the assessed value of the dump has gone down, the property tax has doubled. So, my mortgage payment will be increasing by $30 per month commencing in May. In addition, Aqua management has persuaded the condo association board that new beds are necessary to improve the "visitor experience." So, all owners will be paying $1,000 or more for luxury beds to be installed this Summer. When I resided in the destestable "condotel" unit, I found the bed to be quite comfortable. Well, what do I know? In the meantime, the rates that the hotel charges are way below that of a shitty roadside motel. What exactly justifies new beds?
Later, I drove my Nissan® Frontier truck to Safeway® in Kuapa Kai to wind down the day. I wasted a lot of petrol (now at $3.45 per gallon for lowest octane) and even more money. Pardon my language, but what the fuck? Who even cares? I have already long ago predicted that the moneychangers will eventually rob us all blind. There's no stopping them. Let me tell you why.
The moneychangers and powers-that-be know the secret history of humans. They know that humans have been around for a long time, much longer than the Scriptures of Judaism, Christianity, Paulinity, and Islam claim. In fact, both entities know that the God of those religions does not exist. That's why they have gone hog wild. No one or no deity is going to stop them. Armageddon is not going to punish them for their "evil" ways. We are at their mercy (term used loosely).
In the meantime, the brainwashed masses will go through some kind of religious mumbo-jumbo this evening. Then, on Sunday, they will celebrate a pagan holiday. Exactly what is meant by the term, "pagan"? Is a pagan ceremony less religious or less legitimate than an "acceptable" religion's rite? Seriously, all of it is mumbo-jumbo. And, all the while, the moneychangers and powers-that-be are laughing their asses off.
Thursday, April 01, 2010
April Fool's Day 2010
At the library, I completed reading the book, "Holy Blood, Holy Grail," by Michael Baigent, Richard Leigh, and Henry Lincoln. Because of my exhausting religious research one year ago, I can safely conclude that the authors have most likely pieced together a truthful account beginning with the mysterious Bérenger Saunière, a priest assigned to Rennes-le-Château in the late 19th century.
I also perused the book, "The Atlas of Holy Places and Sacred Sites," by Colin Wilson. Clearly, religious beliefs have always been at the center of human society. Temples, pyramids, and monoliths were constructed for such purposes in ancient times. Why? Did the ancients really have a connection with the various deities? Constructing a pyramid or temple without modern heavy equipment is no easy task, so there must have been some kind of tangible incentive. No one will go through that much trouble for a fictitious god. Of course, we'll never know the real answer.
April Fool's pranks and joke are running amuck. Unfortunately, the absurd healthcare "reform," the various wars instigated by the empire, and the manifestation of the corporate state (i.e., Fascism) are not jokes that will disappear tomorrow. Like a bad sitcom, they won't just segue into oblivion. The joke is on us.
I also perused the book, "The Atlas of Holy Places and Sacred Sites," by Colin Wilson. Clearly, religious beliefs have always been at the center of human society. Temples, pyramids, and monoliths were constructed for such purposes in ancient times. Why? Did the ancients really have a connection with the various deities? Constructing a pyramid or temple without modern heavy equipment is no easy task, so there must have been some kind of tangible incentive. No one will go through that much trouble for a fictitious god. Of course, we'll never know the real answer.
April Fool's pranks and joke are running amuck. Unfortunately, the absurd healthcare "reform," the various wars instigated by the empire, and the manifestation of the corporate state (i.e., Fascism) are not jokes that will disappear tomorrow. Like a bad sitcom, they won't just segue into oblivion. The joke is on us.
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