Atlantis (Reprise)

I am eager to continue my research about Atlantis at the library. I am quite convinced that such an advanced society did exist prior to historical times. Even prehistoric civilizations apparently possessed social structures with deities and priest classes. Thus, religious beliefs of one kind of another have been part of the human legacy seemingly forever. How and why did humans establish their belief in deities?

Anthropological theories state that humans invented deities to explain phenomenon that was not readily understood at the time. However, what inspired the idea and definition of a deity? Unless such gods were truly existent, there can be no explanation for conjuring up the latter entities.

My quick guess is that human language was not quite developed. I am not implying that humans were grunting like chimpanzees. Rather, I suggest that, perhaps, the vocabulary of the extant language(s) were limited. Thus, elementary words or descriptions were used to describe unexplained phenomenon, which was later interpreted as deities or supernatural beings.

I firmly believe that the intellectual capabilities of humans is directly proportional to the depth of the vocabulary in both spoken and written language that is in use at the time. Without the proper words for expression, the ability to think is severely hampered. Mind you, mechanical processes such as tool-making, constructing shelter, or collecting food do not require extensive verbal skills. Hence, a society of humans could attain a rather high level of sophistication without intellectual prowess.

In any case, returning from my digression, I want to carry on with the Atlantis research. My hope is that the latter will assist in unlocking the distant past. I seriously doubt that we will ever recover the true legacy, most likely oral tradition, that provides the true account of our origin.

I enjoyed another slow day of restricted freedom. One is never "free" without lots of money (i.e., mullah, dinero, cabbage). The Route 1L bus was very crowded this morning. So, I alighted at the Aina Haina Shopping Center. I opted to purchase a cup of coffee at Foodland Farms. I boarded the next Route 1L bus, but it wasn't as empty as I desired. So, I alighted at Kahala Mall and boarded the next bus, which was empty. All around me, people were impatient and in a hurry. I, an unemployed and poverty-stricken loser, am only in the way of such fools. All of the clones wear the "power shoe" and speak with the "power voice." I wear slippers (read: slippahs) and say nothing. Once I removed myself the main part of the "system," I just seemed to be living in another world.

Yet, the "system" keeps trying to enlave me again. The healthcare "reform" will force me to purchase substandard medical insurance and bring me closer to homelessness. Dennis Kucinich is apparently one of the few politicians against the atrocity. Will he sell out, or will he help to defeat the lousy healthcare "reform" charade? "This bill represents a giveaway to the insurance industry," Kucinich said in a recent interview. "$70 billion dollars a year, and no guarantees of any control over premiums, forcing people to buy private insurance, five consecutive years of double-digit premium increases." I, for one, cannot believe that the healthcare albatross has come this far. Greed simply knows no bounds.

Last night, I moved one of the landlord-provided crappy pieces of furniture into the closet in my squalid room at Slob Manor (read: rental housing). I also stacked up some of my useless possessions in the corner where the crappy furniture had been. Now, my squalid room looks even more squalid and quite empty. Needless to say, I felt rejuvenated.

Distracted

At the library, I have been reading the book, "The Philadelphia Experiment: Project Invisibility," by William Moore. Quite an interesting story, but not worthy of a discussion in the "blog." Although, I must say that the book has piqued my interest in Einstein's Unified Field Theory.

Ever since the renovations of the gym at various locations started up, I have had serious reservations about my membership. I have become quite aware of the kinds of people who frequent the gym. They are the "movers and shakers," the type who wear the "power shoe" and use the "power voice" when they speak. Essentially, they are wage slaves with an attitude. As an unemployed, poverty-stricken loser, I do not fit in. Heck, if it wasn't for the great 20-minute showers that I enjoy at the gym, I would be long gone.

The gale force winds immediately commenced after "Tsunami Saturday" and have not abated since then. The force of the winds has increased by the day. I estimate that the wind tunnel effect in my squalid room at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) has seen wind speeds of 15 to 25 mph. Dust and crap has been swirling around and covering everything. I have had to use my humble dustpan and brush hourly just to remove the accumulated sediment. Yeah, it's that bad.

Heck, I got carried away reading the David Icke Forums, so I will have to refrain from my usual diatribe until a later date. Actually, I am in no hurry to transcribe the fodder that has been on my mind since no one reads the "blog" anyway.

Fabricated Paradigm

Another visit to Hawai'i Kai went well. Moms was doing much better. However, I made the rounds to Longs® in Kuapa Kai. Later, moms and I ate lunch at Zippy's before shopping at Foodland in Koko Marina. For dessert, Foremost® coffee ice cream, of course.

Yesterday, I began to delineate my thoughts about the futility of human life and the human condition. I am one of six billion humans currently living on a small planet in the spiral arm of one of myriad galaxies that sit in an expanding universe. Here on that particular planet, a kind of fatalistic theater is being played out in ludicrous contrast to the "big picture."

Obviously, the majority of the world's people are suffering in order to prop up the life-styles of the few at the top of the so-called "food chain." An all-encompassing infrastructure known as "civilization" has been engineered to control the masses. Within the paradigm of "civilization" is the core construct called "society," which, in turn is comprised of political, religious, economic, scientific, and social building blocks (also human-engineered). The latter modules are the diktat of all human activity.

The short story is quite simply that "civilization" is essentially a prison with a pyramidal hierarchy. Prisoners in each successive level upward have more freedom and power. No human prisoner is completely free or omnipotent. The Creator of the raw universe only allow us to exist for a handful of years. Thus, by design, human freedom only comes about upon expiry. Why our early ancestors chose to fashion a prison out of our existence is beyond me.

What I am getting at is simple: most of the laws and restrictions that have been codified to create "civilization" is unnatural for humans. We have the capability to perform both "good" and "evil" acts, which means that there can be no distinction between either. We have the option to choose to respect the "rights" of other humans, but there is no moral or supernatural basis for the latter. Justice, as we know it, is superficial. The only real justice comes upon expiry, by whatever circumstances brings about end of life. And, that explains why we have "free will."

Somehow, along the way, humans decided to engineer "society" based upon the idea of the immortality of the soul or the possibility of the resurrection of the soul. From that point forward, the human soul was made out to be much more important than it really is. On that basis alone, many great thinkers have expended a lot of energy to channel a connection to the Creator of the raw universe. Thus, our predecessors had molded an entire materialistic (i.e., visible, tangible) point-of-view upon the foundation established by the great thinkers.

I can only imagine the frustration that they (i.e., the great thinkers) had to endure when they realized their own mortality. The saw no justice. They experienced no meaning. Expiry was the only certainty. The only choice was to either go insane or create a rationalization for our being. Who could have known that it would get so out of hand and result in what we see today?

Zero-Sum Life

Another typical Sunday was only highlighted by a mere microsecond glimpse of the hottie gym trainer. The entire training area in the gym has been renovated, so baby no longer needs to bring her clients downstairs to the weight room. Alas, we won't be seeing much of her anymore. Baby was looking mighty fine, by the way.

Dinner consisted of panini made with Foster Farms® Mesquite-smoked Turkey Breast with Crystal Farms® Provolone Cheese and Boar's Head® Deli Mustard, all on thick deli-style wheat bread. For dessert, a large fresh-baked Apple Cobbler. Yes, I stopped off at Foodland Farms in the Aina Haina Shopping Center before returning to Slob Manor (read: rental housing). I only mention all of that because dinner was delicious, filling, and was well within the pauper's budget.

Well, I haven't mentioned this earlier, but I have been preoccupied with my mortality as of late. After several months of vigorous research which pretty much debunked all religious dogma, I have been in an intellectual state of flux concerning the human soul. Very little makes sense to me at this point in time. For example, there is now way to derive any meaning in life because our lives are terminal. Our experiences will eventually disappear with our souls. Attempting to establish meaning or purpose within a handful of years is ludicrous. Whatever we do is essentially a Zero-Sum Game¹. Why? Well, for me, the idea that there is no concept of universal justice is a good start in defining "zero-sum." We humans fall victim to natural disasters, human predators, and unnatural causes (what we categorize as "shit happens") every day. Some survive, others don't. There often isn't any kind of morality involved. Essentially, human life boils down to random causation. Nothing is steady-state or permanent. Although a few affluent and powerful individuals have attempted to establish legacies through bloodlines, monuments, and other superficial endowments, they can never gain immortality. Nor will their legacies extend to the end of time. Sooner or later, everything will come to pass.

I have also discovered that freedom is just as much of a prison as enslavement (i.e., wage slavery, consumerism, etc.). True freedom requires an enormous amount of wealth, something that I lack severely. Thus, I am locked into a prison of poverty and despair. There seems to be no escape from the "system." What is entirely ridiculous about the situation is that it is meaningless, just another Zero-Sum Game. Why can't we humans just get on with the business of living? Why must we spend time in one prison or another? Why can't we just be free?

I'm pretty sure that I will more to add as the days go on. Sadly, once religion and other human-engineered ideas are debunked, there is nothing left. We can only look at the raw universe, but cannot decode the answers. In my mind, there is some kind of Creator, but we do not know much else. The Creator is not God (of Judaism, Christianity, Paulinity, and Islam). The Creator began with nothing, then moved to the inanimate (i.e., matter), to the animate (i.e., life), and will move on to who-knows-what. The whole process is mind-boggling and was not derived by chance. Once we remove the human-engineered constraints, the thought horizon is boundless.

¹Zero-sum describes a situation in which a participant's gain or loss is exactly balanced by the losses or gains of the other participant(s).

Bankrupt Empire

"i was just standing in my hallway talking to my flat mate about mundane shit and then all of a sudden i was fucking not in my body anymore and someplace else for a couple of seconds. this place was completely silent, it was pure consciousness. after that shock i had to go sit down straight away. i wanted to get back into it but i was pretty scared so i distracted myself with some mind numbing tv to dumb me down a bit." -- Post on David Icke Forums

Since I was ahead of schedule with my urban nomad itinerary this morning, I alighted the bus at Foodland on Beretania Street to procure a cup of coffee. As I walking to the entrance, I saw Reggie, the questionable derelict, up the street. Later, while I was pouring out my coffee, I observed that he was walking around the store. He was always just a stone's throw from me, as if he was observing my actions. Then, he disappeared. Strange things.

At the library, I discovered that all of the books by David Icke that I had been reading have disappeared. In total, three books have disappeared (including the one about Atlantis) before I completed them. Oh well. Not that it matters.

I have been having some difficulty in accepting Icke's concept of the "New World Order." According to Icke, the "reptilians" established the bloodlines of the controlling elite (i.e., the moneychangers and powers-that-be, all pedigreed) after they genetically modified apes into humans many millennia ago. Disregarding the "reptilian" origins, there are still problems concerning the objectives of the controlling elite. The "New World Order" is allegedly a plan to bring the entire human race under one totalitarian dictatorship. Why, then, has it taken the controlling elite so long to get this far? We are talking about thousands of years that have gone by. Why didn't the controlling elite consolidate power a long time ago when the population was smaller and more controllable by force?

Then, there's the matter of the "hollow earth" and "hollow moon" theories. If the earth was truly hollow, the force of gravity would not be even close to what it is now. If it was, the entire surface of the "hollow earth" would collapse inward. So, too, the moon could not be a hollow orbiting satellite full of "reptilians." The earth is highly reliant on the moon to keep it from wobbling on its axis.

Needless to say, I always learn something new thanks to David Icke. In most of his books, he quotes an interesting speech given by the alleged criminal James Traficant in which the latter detailed that the empire has been officially bankrupt and in receivership since the first Great Depression. Although there are skeptics who claim that the speech is fake, there is at least one site on the Net that has authenticated the transcripts. Further information can be gleaned from a synopsis of "The Demise of the American Constitutional Republic," as reproduced on the Library of Halexandria site. Is it all true? Further research is necessary.

To add fuel to the fire, there's an article about the upcoming bankruptcy of the bankrupt empire by Porter Stansberry which appeared on the Global Research site. Here's an excerpt:

So how does America rank on the Greenspan-Guidotti scale? It's a guaranteed default. The U.S. holds gold, oil, and foreign currency in reserve. The U.S. has 8,133.5 metric tonnes of gold (it is the world's largest holder). That's 16,267,000 pounds. At current dollar values, it's worth around $300 billion. The U.S. strategic petroleum reserve shows a current total position of 725 million barrels. At current dollar prices, that's roughly $58 billion worth of oil. And according to the IMF, the U.S. has $136 billion in foreign currency reserves. So altogether ... that's around $500 billion of reserves. Our short-term foreign debts are far bigger.

According to the U.S. Treasury, $2 trillion worth of debt will mature in the next 12 months. So looking only at short-term debt, we know the Treasury will have to finance at least $2 trillion worth of maturing debt in the next 12 months. That might not cause a crisis if we were still funding our national debt internally. But since 1985, we've been a net debtor to the world. Today, foreigners own 44% of all our debts, which means we owe foreign creditors at least $880 billion in the next 12 months - an amount far larger than our reserves.

Keep in mind, this only covers our existing debts. The Office of Management and Budget is predicting a $1.5 trillion budget deficit over the next year. That puts our total funding requirements on the order of $3.5 trillion over the next 12 months.

Empire bankrupt again? Say it ain't so!

Hollow Tidbiits

Another visit to Hawai'i Kai found moms still illin' with much worse symptoms than the common cold. However, moms is going to "weather the storm" without any medication or elixirs. I ended up making the rounds in Koko Marina for moms. Lunch was very similar to the fare on Monday. Dinner, coincidentally, was exactly the same as Monday.

Once again, at the gym, I lacked the desire to see my workout through completion. Thus, I forced myself to do double my usual weight workout. However, I only completed 15 minutes of my cardio workout. Well, I can't even call that a cardio workout, eh?

I neglected to mention that the reason I no longer need a music player for my Toshiba® Satellite notebook computer is because I am completely dedicated to Deep House Cat for my House Music needs. As a matter of fact, the site embeds a music player for each of the showcase mixes. For a really good time, check out the "Pop Fly Mix" and the flawlessly smooth "Tiger Claw Mix."

David Icke has a new book coming out in a month or so titled, "Human Race Get Off Your Knees: The Lion Sleeps No More." Icke apparently builds on the dubious "hollow earth" and "hollow moon" theories. I have not even had a chance to analyze his thesis concerning the shape-shifting reptilian extraterrestrials (SSREs) yet. Although, according to Icke, the SSREs allegedly inhabit both the "hollow earth" and the "hollow moon." Sadly, he's starting to lose me with this one.

Making Sense

The library has changed the "furlough day" to Friday for the month of March. There will be three such days this month. However, I will not be affected since I usually head to Hawai'i Kai on that day.

As to be expected, I spent all of my reading time engrossed with David Icke's books. Believe it or not, everything is making sense now. I found an interesting quote from an anonymous author that Icke apparently found on the Net:

The reconstruction of your consciousness into this automaton thing is being executed in such a manner that it goes virtually undetected; in fact you are doing it to yourself and don't even know it. Why with the proper incentive, you're doing it to yourself and just love it - look at all the "stuff" you have. You're so comfortable you have become passive, submissive, and you don't even have to think. You just go with the flow. It feels good and quite natural running on automatic.

However, disrupt your automatic mental state with even the simplest of problems - like misplacing your keys or wallet - and life becomes a living hell in your mind until you find those keys or wallet to re-establish your habitual routine. This becomes true of any little problem in life. You want it resolved as fast as possible, to stop the mental frustration, torment and confusion. You have become so addicted to living life under the control of others that even small annoyances become stressful events in your life.

That, of course, is the perfect description of the ol' lavahead's post-disconnection life-style. A crisis around every corner. Obviously, leaving the womb of the "system" has had adverse effects on the oversized cranium.

And, thanks again to David Icke, I was unpleasantly reminded that I have been brushing my teeth with poison for my entire life. Yes, Crest® toothpaste has sodium fluoride (chemical compound, NaF) as its active ingredient. One has to be very careful about using NaF toothpastes. After brushing, a complete and thorough rinsing should follow. There should be absolutely no trace of toothpaste residue, otherwise the risk of toxic poisoning exists. Better yet, immediately throw all tubes of NaF toothpaste into a hazardous waste receptacle.

At the gym, I barely had the desire to see my workout through completion. However, I did so anyway. I don't seem to belong there. I am not like the other gym members. I am not one of "them" (i.e., shills for the "system"). Or, maybe the new lighting, which is extremely bright, has destroyed the ambiance.

Well, the gale force winds and intermittent showers have been with us every day since "Tsunami Saturday." Ambient temperatures have been fairly cold as well. Rumor has it that the earthquake in Chilé affected the earth's tilt. Or, could it all be because of HAARP?

Reality Sandwich

This morning, I ran into Ann on the bus again. We both alighted at the bus stop next to Foodland on Beretania Street. I purchased a cup of coffee. When I returned to the bus stop, Ann was still waiting for the Route 6 bus. I chatted with her until the bus arrived. Then, I headed to town.

I could hardly wait to get to the library in order to continue reading David Icke's books. I have to admit that David Icke has opened my eyes, so to speak, to the fact that truth is not reality (or vice versa). Critics of Icke's book have claimed that Icke does not provide adequate references for many of his bold statements. Although the criticism is true, I have discovered that all of the findings of my previous research coincide with most of Icke's assertions. In other words, Icke is not a "quack."

Icke often quotes from George Orwell's book, "1984," using it as a point of prophesy for the current "New World Order" in the making. I was particularly struck by the idea that control of language (i.e., vocabulary) is an essential component in controlling the masses. I quickly realized the inherent power of language. Without an extensive vocabulary, I could not effectively analyze or think critically. In fact, I could not think at all. I would, in effect, be reduced to confusion, frustration, and emotional outbursts.

In observing the masses, I can conclude that verbal and other forms of communication have been adversely impacted. Visual imagery/media have replaced the written word. Trivia and mindless crap have replaced anything of substance. The need for eloquence is certainly not a prerequisite to engage in any contemporary discourse.

After the target population is "dumbed down," it can easily be controlled. The individual can no longer think or analyze the environment. Institutional helplessness ensues. Reality is packaged and then offered to the helpless fools in the form of acceptable science, acceptable philosophy, acceptable religion, acceptable medicine, acceptable politics, acceptable economics, and so forth. And, with reality already prepackaged, there is no need to think.

I have been contemplating my own version of reality, actually a duality. I live two different lives: one of a pauper who looks like a homeless guy, and the other of a middle class bumpkin in the "ownership society." The existence of the duality came to me while I was at the gym this afternoon (subsequent to restoring my monk haircut at the Institute of Hair Design). Gym members are mostly represented by the middle and upper class strata. I have nothing in common with them, even though I have one foot in the "ownership society." I am much more comfortable with the homeless and halfway house derelicts who loiter at the library. Yet, I cannot deny the fact that I have more in common with the gym members. If I still resided in the "condotel" unit, I would even be a homeowner. That's how ridiculous my dual reality is.

Last night, I removed Exaile from my Toshiba® Satellite notebook computer. I have decided that I will no longer need a music player (or Net Radio player). And, the proposed new look for Ubuntu is now officially detailed in the Ubuntu Wiki.

Jumping on the Bandwagon

This morning, I ran into Ann on the bus. She said that she was laid off last week from the same job that had reduced her to half-time status. She was on her way to file for unemployment benefits. Ann has been through the employment "revolving door" so many times that I wonder how she maintains her sanity.

Well, it's official. I have decided to conditionally accept the ramblings of David Icke. By "conditionally," I mean that I am tabling the "reptilian" issue for the time being. Even without the "reptilians," what he says makes absolute sense. In fact, some of the material that Icke wrote several years ago is unfolding like prophesy in our current time. Thus, I am "jumping on the bandwagon," so to speak.

In the future, I promised myself that I would look further into the "reptilian" issue. I highly doubt that David Icke is insane or a master of disinformation. So, what he says must be approached with an open mind. I'll leave it at that.

Sushi Slavery

Another visit to Hawai'i Kai did not go as planned. Moms was illin' from what appeared to be the common cold. From what moms told me, I suspected that a mild case of pneumonia was more probable. However, moms was adamant about not visiting a doctor until the situation becomes intolerable. I had to make the rounds around Hawai'i Kai for moms in my Nissan® Frontier truck. Incidentally, I was a little groggy from my "fall from grace" with cheap booze last night, but nothing a little coffee couldn't cure.

For lunch, I ate half of a lamp-baked chicken with rice, the remaining leftover Keoki's® Laulau which moms had frozen, along with fresh vegetables. Moms only ate a couple of slices of bread. Later, for dinner, I ate a roll of Maki Sushi with a big-ass slice of double-layer chocolate cake for dessert. If I ate that way every day, then I would metamorphose into a fat slob.

Well, I made the hasty decision to shred all of my old tax documents (with the exception of charitable donations receipts) in honor of Joe Stack (see "blog" of February 19th). The IRS has copies of all of the various numbered forms anyway. I am no longer going to burden myself with any tax archives. I have all of my tax returns embedded in a spreadsheet, and that's all I need as far as I am concerned. Thanks to Joe Stack, I have made one more emancipated step toward the exodus.