I enjoy engaging in both the act of fishing, and the act of making art.
Fishing is great fun; and so is making art.
The two are a lot a like however.
I never catch any fish, and I never sell any art.
Today I am trying a different kind of lure tho, if I manage to get to the store to get it.
Walmart is more convenient; but they fund Israeli propaganda; so I'm not too keen on shopping there; even for a one dollar lure.
Canadian Tire is good; but at least 2-3 kilometers out of the way, then another 2-3 kilometers to the fishing spot, which is approximately 4 kilometers from my abode.
I live across the street from the ocean inlet known as the Halifax Harbour, but I cannot fish there; as an enormous cargo yard sits between me and the ocean waters. It's kind of frustrating, but that is how it is when you are poor. Being rich get's you convenience.
Maybe based off that skewed logic I should put the extra effort into going to Canadian Tire, since I'm poor and suspicious of convenience.
The lure I was using, is too big for the fish; this was not obvious at first; as the fish the mackerel go for are about the same size as the lure on the line.
However, yesterday while fishing, the guy SITTING DIRECTLY NEXT TO ME; was pulling up fish like there was no tomorrow; while I sat there for HOURS not catching shit.
I saw his lure tho, tiny little silver thing; exactly like my buddy had described to me, only way smaller than I imagined it would, thus the larger lure on the line.
Something tells me I need to do the same for art; but how is the question; a German guy told me a story about an artist yesterday; and how as a younger man he lacked the maturity to sell his paintings, but the gusto to paint; so he painted; until he was mature enough to hold an auction sort of thing.
While the German guy was chatting, he showed my friend and I his new camera phone, which I looked up later; it shoots at 16 mega pixels.
I shoot with a 5 MP camera at the moment; and do recognize it's limitations; which I try to work into the photo itself; so I am well aware of digital photography and blah blah blah...
This thing was crazy as fuck tho.
Like seeing through whole new eyes or something; it was ridiculous.
Took incredible photos; every detail of the water's ripples was captured for a vast distance out into the harbour; this bastard even picked up the sun light and how it moved INTO the water.
Suffice to say, I want one.
It was an easy sale.
Before that my friend and I saw a guy riding a self propelled board thing, like a sideways skateboard; with electric motors and glowing blue LED lamps...
We've stumbled our way into the beginning of the cyber punk, science fiction future everyone was starting to doubt would ever arrive.
And I still donno how to catch a goddamn fish or sell a painting.
Patience.
All lessons come with time.
Hopefully a lot sooner than right before I die from old age.
After a long day out marauding I like to come home to a good smoothy.
Tonight, while not wanting to waste good things; I found a great recipe by mistake.
Take a bucket of moldy strawberries, cut the mold off; them.
Use black squishy bananas.
Add whatever else.
Blend.
Force your self through the first couple smashes; then wait a bit; then you are golden; drink with caution from there.
After the first half liter; wait for the hot wave of sweat to start on your body; maybe have a smoke or something during that; after this you are golden. Weed goes great as a complimentary dish once you get the drunk sensation.
Try not to kill yourself with it.
Don't do this if you are under legal drinking age; I guess.
This is the blog post that will most likely be responsible for my assassination; give the circles we will be dealing with.
Up until a few days ago, I only knew Waye Mason as: "That politician that constantly insults people online; and always shoots down good ideas, if they don't have anything to do with his special little district; in favour of terrible ideas that have to do with his special little district."
So I engaged him on social media, stating all his kind should be euthanized; as they are stopping the progress of our civilization; to which he responded to 'say that to his face' (Oooh; fightin' words... lolol...); but I didn't want to do the three hour round trip walk; because I was too hungry and only had so much food to last the last few days of survival; and because his behaviour on Twitter made it clear all I would get was 10 minutes of juvenile big mouthed politician, who wouldn't let me get a word in edge wise.
Remember; his job is literally not letting other people talk, so that he can talk.
I posted a previous blog entry, laying out exactly what I meant by my comment, and the, in my opinion, the why's and how's of our regressed progress.
Waye repeatedly refused to engage over this posting, deleting the link each time it was Tweeted to him; then finally banning my Twitter, calling my childish in his final message, which also declared the block (How grown up of you, Way......... lolololol...)...
So I contacted his Facebook page, which he had posted a video to, mocking that I did not show up; then had carried on a conversation with a follower, further mocking that I had not shown up; so I posted the link to the blog, and explained why I had not shown up; which he deleted, repeatedly; until he blocked me.
Then a fellow Thought Gang member took the initiative, and soon had Waye threatening to call the police on me, for thinking I was he.
Waye hates when someone responds to a challenge that Waye has issued.
After all this however; a local person approached me about my blog; giving me access to information.
There are a lot of rumours on the street level about Waye; he's got a long and sordid history among the populations of Halifax and Dartmouth; fleeting in their time; mostly living abroad; but getting his kicks in while he was here.
He says with the introduction, that he was born in Halifax/Dartmouth (He was born in two different cities?); then states he's 'lived abroad'; but doesn't get into specifics.
A few lines later, we see him stating he's been involved with the Halifax music community 'for since' 1989; implying he must have lived here since 1989 at least; but doesn't get into his pre-University era life much; 1989 seems to be where little Waye is born into the public light, at least in terms of internet public information about him. So he's still a mystery man; allegedly from Halifax/Dartmouth, one or the t'other.
Waye then goes on to not only make a joke about viewing his posts with suspicion (Some would say all jokes contain a kernel of truth.)...
...but then goes on to brag about attempting to break the law (Which I am pretty sure is still breaking the law; as people get arrested and charged for attempted murder this, that and the other; all the time.) by hacking into Dalhousie University... Which my esteemed cousin Ernest Guptill; help set up the physics lab of; so I find this personally insulting on some vague ancestral level; chalk it up to viking genetics... "j/k".... lolololol...
Okay, so onto the real dirt.
Further rumour on the street has it Waye is gunning for the Mayoral position of our nepotistic little city (That is foreshadowing, folks...) and might even have dreams of hitting up Federal politics one day.
But first...
An interlude.
And the part that is going to be responsible for my assassination.
What kind of stock does Waye come from?
What's his breeeeeed?
He positions himself publicly as Dartmouth boy (Dare I say, hoodrat; even.) done good; and full achievement of the dream that is entering local politics to help his community through the manipulations and machinations of being a local representative.
Ooookay; so maybe he is... Or maybe he's part of an extremely wealthy and influential family who's very existence, should Waye enter Federal level politics, be a professional conflict of interest for his career?
"That's CRAAAAA-ZZZ-YYYY!" you say to me through the computer monitor as you put your coffee mug back down; and enjoy the warmth of it flowing to your stomach.
Well according to publicly obtainable information online; the previous statement is not only true, but not even close to the full craaziness that is Waye Mason's family and thus connected financial interests.
Lord Jeazhus Fuck; don't let me be assassinated over this.
If my apartment is blown up by a drone strike, or I vanish under mysterious circumstances; or am killed 'by a heart attack' (They have heart attack guns you know, look it up...); or anything, anything, anything, anything out of the ordinary of me being alive and existing happens; THIS IS THE REASON WHY...
Are you still with me?
Sorry for going all Alex Jones there...
I'm not use to dealing with this kind of content, I'm more of a 'farm conspiracy' kind of guy...
*Deep breaths*
Okay...
I'm going to go have a smoke first, and pour myself a coffee; I will be right back...
According to Lynn Mason's Wikipedia ARTICLE (The man has an article, not a user name profile... Jeazhus... What are we dealing with here, some kind of historically relevant character? ... More foreshadowing...)... He has been, is, was, or heralded to be eventually:
So basically he was in charge of everything in the Navy, ever.
The last sentence is the one of interest though; it's so subtle; doesn't suggest anything; "How boring." you say; "CarteNav Solutions? What an innocuous name. It makes maps I bet."
/Spanish accent No, my friend! /Spanish accent
CarteNav is a terrifying weapons solution corporation; based out of lovely Halifax, Nova Scotia.
I would take screen shots of their website; but they've got copyright notices on everything; and are particular about using images without permission; and they can blow up my house from a thousand kilometers away... So I will just copy and paste bits of text here, from their own publicity page:
Starting with the opening line: "From our base in Halifax, Nova Scotia, CarteNav has built a solid reputation..."
Your "base"? How come if I set up a base, the Government raids me, but you get to set up a base; you USED to work for the Government, and I thought only the Government was allowed to set up bases; for our protection of course; which is why they are all nestled in among high density poverty stricken neighbourhoods; I'm sure; so you obviously can protect the poor and weak FIRST, and not so that when and if someone attacks your base; they conveniently blow up all the poor people you don't want to deal with as refugees anyway; while trying to hit your base in their back yard...
Going on: "Our signature products, AIMS-ISR® and AIMS-HD, maximize the performance and decision-making capabilities of defence, security and industry clients the world over. "
Yeah, no; I have not a sweet clue what that means either... We're going to have to consult the Oracle Of Google...
How eerie... There is no Wikipedia article on it; like an F-16 or other weapon system...
Which is fine and dandy; I mean; I'd rather our super Navy ships, presumably soon to be geared with AI to drive themselves; and go utterly rogue, etc etc; et al; so on and so forth; then the damn OTHER TEAM, whoever they are right now, have them; those fuckers; I hate that other team; they are not our team or our flags!
OUR FLAGS ARE THE BEST FLAGS!!!
I'm getting off track here; it's that last coffee I drank...
After scouring the Google for Waye's position on the recent 2011 $25 billion dollar Navy ship contract; and not finding him taking any official position on such a matter; (His silence speaks volumes in this context.) which is not 'on the surface' surprising; as he was not involved in local politics on any authority level until 2012; what I did find was an old forum posting; under the imaginative user name....... "Waye Mason"...
Brilliant internet handle; it's genius; very cutting edge.
"It is so much money that the various power elites, cliques, special interest groups and old bous won't have to change ANYTHING, we can use the cash to paper over our fundamental, foundational issues as a society and a province."
Yes Waye... Yellow highlights indicate his interest; oh boy; so much money; won't have to change ANYTHING; especially the growing weapons industry in Halifax, Nova Scotia.
"One of Nova Scotia’s fastest-growing industries is defence, security, and aerospace, which generates $600 million in annual revenues and has a workforce of more than 6,000. Add in the Department of National Defence, with a workforce of 9,000 and annual revenues of $1 billion, and you can see why international companies are interested.
In April, CAE, a leader in modelling, simulation, and training for civil aviation and defence, announced that it’s expanding its defence-and-security team in Halifax. In 2013 Jazz Aviation LP consolidated its London, Ont., and Halifax heavy maintenance bases in Halifax.
Another sign of the growing local industry is the Canadian Defence Security and Aerospace Exhibition Atlantic, which has become the second-largest defence industry trade show in Canada with upwards of 1,500 people attending and 100 exhibitors. “It’s a business-to-business event,” says Colin Stephenson, the exhibition’s executive director. “We’re a gateway event. Firms from Europe or South America interested in doing procurement [with the Canadian government] come here to learn how.”
CarteNav Solutions Inc., a Halifax-based technology company whose specialized software is used by the Canadian military and firms worldwide, is experiencing exciting growth and looking to hire. The company had a breakthrough with one of its biggest customers, L-3 Communications Holdings Inc., last year and expects sales to jump. “It’s a growth period for us,” says former Canadian navy commander and CEO Lynn Mason. “We’re excited about the future.” "
Red highlight indicates his interest in lining daddy's pockets; but stating a vague social cause for the surface reasons for supporting it.
Here I was thinking he was going to bash the elites and what not; but then sings their praises; what a man of the people!
I thought this was the end of the article, but I poked a few more pages through the discussion and found these gems...
Gonna pour some more coffee; and then get to this part; in closing.
Oh of course; if "The Province" were flush with cash; everything would be peachy... Currently Nova Scotia generates 2+ billion dollars per year off income tax alone... 921,727 people live in Nova Scotia; not all of them are even paying income tax; most of us are on welfare and employment insurance (As goes the national joke.)... Assuming everyone did pay income tax; and equally; that works out to... $2169.839876666301 a year... Per person... Then there are property taxes, sales taxes, gas taxes, smoke taxes, taxes, taxes, taxes; very low corporate taxes though; and our billionaires seem to be let off easy, going so far as Clearwater's owner; to help snub the local film tax credit, while raking in multi-millions, for his own interests in said tax credits.
A leader....... LIKE WAYE... To lead the way... The way out of the economic activity mire; with huge Navy contracts, that his family will not benefit from in anyway, shape or form!
Uh.......... Oh yeah?... I donno what this means; technically; but what it tells me is Waye is well acquainted with the military equipment; and the needs of Government, which can only be met through private contracts (In the interest of the average Nova Scotian, of course.) that involve rebuilding the entire Navy, preferably.
I would say "Joining the 21st Century" would involve NOT building further sophisticated Big Brother 1984 Government Super Sense Machines; and would NOT involve killing people in other countries for profit and personal gain; and WOULD involve seeing our planet as a living organism; which we are an intricate part of as a whole; and are a single multi-cellular Gestalt; who has only so much space on this planet to exist; and if we do not work together to establish a firm foot hold in space; will run out of the resources required to do so; and thus be stuck here; hating each other in close proximity, forever; and since Waye's dad's generation blew up all the previously obtainable resources; and now focus on blowing up more of them; we can be sure they will run out of ammunition, eventually one day; even though it can be made out of dirt; it will be a long way off from now; so we will never enjoy peace as long as we let these little boys with big toys continue to run amok for cash money.
That's how I'm ending this motherfucker of a blog entry.
Jeazhus; I thought this was only going to be a few paragraphs at most.
So much for rumours...
All information in this blog entry has been taken from publicly available sources online, no copy right infringement is intended at any point, and all links and references are for sourcing information for news media use only.
As seen in my earlier postings; I was once beat senseless, kidnapped, and psychologically tortured for 18.5 hours by the Halifax Regional Municipality Police Department.
Two shifts worth of it at least.
Now, every time a video is shared on Facebook; or any other platform; even just seeing the thumbnail causes a spike in adrenaline, leading to the increase in mental and physical stress; which then takes considerable effort to realign back into something of a productive energy; which is essentially what I am doing right now, after accidentally clicking a police brutality video, which on the thumb nail looked like something else entirely.
When a police vehicle drives by, even though I am doing nothing illegal; I get an enormous boost in adrenaline; sometimes to the point that it leaves me shaking and sick feeling; which used to only happen after full out fist fights when I was a kid; it's the come down after a certain amount is released.
I've never had any problem with a criminal, or a terrorist; the only person who has ever used violence and threats of violence to push a political agenda on me, has been the police; and if I did have a problem with a criminal; if it were not for the police; I could just bury said criminal; which would probably make most criminals think twice about committing crimes against others. The criminals know the justice system will not tolerate lethal force, let alone hunting down and avenging an act...
Under Celtic law; order was maintained through honour; once your personal honour in the community dipped below a certain point, people could just start cutting off your arms and legs if they felt like it; with no legal consequences... But you were an asshole; and have no honour; so it's your own damn fault, isn't it?
People would also be exiled into the wilderness as a punishment for delinquency in the community; whereby they would die on their own, most likely eaten by some enormous over sized ancient wolf.
These day's the police themselves fall within these honourless bounds and grounds for exile; yet they are the ones enforcing the rules; most of which they are busy blatantly breaking themselves.
See how many police around you ever use their blinker to signal a lane change for the most basic example.
Then at the extreme end we have physical assaults, kidnappings, threats, and out right publicly witnessed and filmed murders; the acts of which are never justified, or the officer ever punished; usually receiving a 'paid suspension'.
So if you want to become a ruthless serial killer who gets paid vacations every time he gets caught killing someone; become a cop.
With Nova Scotia Power's rising rates; I need some kind of job that will pay the bills.
So applied to this video game company in Montreal.
From that I hope to save enough to buy land to start an off grid farm, either on the St. Lawrence in Quebec, or somewhere in the Maritimes on one of our mighty rivers.
Might start off grid farms in both; who knows,
This means I need a portfolio, proper to their company; which develops science fiction and medieval fantasy games; I sent them links to my regular art; but let them know I'd have a portfolio developed specifically for them within a couple weeks.
Since this is the sort of stuff I like drawing all day anyway; it sounded like a good idea to apply there; plus my muse found the posting, and I'm not going to argue with her on it.
In the last two days, just off the top of my head I drew these two fuckers; and have plenty more coming; each of these concept drawings will also require what is called a character sheet; which shows the unit from front, side, and three quarters view; generally speaking; and then breaks down any particular small details.
This guy is a Tank style Knight; with the idea he can block with his head as well as his forearm shield; and keep on trucking; no idea why there is a feather on the top; just felt right; he's a fancy fellow; and even while butchering his way through the enemy hoards, he likes to have a feather in his cap; to keep it classy; even if his cap is a giant steel bucket covered in ax and sword scars.
His forearm shield is both strong, and highly agile; also offering up offensive options; including large spiked knuckles. While his right shoulder pauldron with it's large array of spikes; gives him the opportunity to crash into opponents with a deadly running shoulder tackle attack.
This man is a metal bear covered in weaponry; because for terrifying bad guys, you need and even more terrifying good guy.
The original description for this image is written as a advertisement for a combat systems company.
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Designed to over whelmed the customer's opponents through numbers, and sheer exhaustion.
Combat Corporation's advanced AI Hive Mind ensures that each unit is hyper aware of it's surroundings and conditions on the Corporate Battle field; ensuring that even though disposable; each unit has a long lasting cycle rate.
Each forearm contains a weapons mount plate; for the customer to enjoy a high degree of configurable options; from all out heavy guns; to a wide variety of power tools; all available from Combat Corporation.
Quadrabot is ready for anything you can throw at it.
Quadrabot's aesthetic design was generated from Combat Corporation's extensive research and mapping of the human psyche; from user data obtained through our massive online social networks; utilizing unblinking staring eye ball, and confusing off balance geometric patterns and colours to unsettle, intimidate, and even hypnotize the enemy of the customer's choice.
Ensure your hostile corporate take over is successful, order your legion of Quadrabots today!!
If you didn't grow up on Canadian cartoons from the 80's and 90's you probably have no idea who these so called "Raccoons" are; or what they do that makes them terrorists.
Basically Cyril Sneer; that pink asshole (Apparently an aardvark... I always figured he was just some industrial mutant monster thing...) in the corner of the poster at the bottom; was/is an industrialist, forever trying to destroy the beloved forest of the Raccoons and other wild animals; even though his own son hates him for it; because he's that goddamn rotten.
So the Raccoons generally get into bullshit and mischief in each episode, which generally shuts down Cyril Sneer's goddamn evil plans and industrial machinery.
Under Bill C-51; the Raccoons would not only be considered criminals for attacking the economy; but actual terrorists, ready to be head bagged and dragged of to secret terrorist prison camp, in Ontario... Our Government is not very good with secrets...
The idea of changing the fish filter every two weeks, for 15 some odd bucks a pop really didn't appeal to me.
Spent a few days thinking; then remembered a friend of mine in the city use to keep bamboo in the tank with his fish... And I had been thinking a lot about mimicking nature with designs; which had me thinking about plants around a pond or lake, and how they must interact some how together.
A short Google search later I was reading about Aquaponics, the art of keeping fish in a tank, and plants above or in the tank to clean the water of the fish waste.
The fish produce plant food, the plants produce clean healthy water for the fish.
This process works so well that my fish (R.I.P. all of you.) used to get very excited when the flow was turned on, and would physically become more active and playful.
I have learned to reduce the scale, using sub-aquatic black mystery snails; so as to not even require fish.
The snails do not eat living plant matter, and are easy to feed; I also feed them algae pucks from time to time; and they enjoy sticks also; making them very cheap to keep; they breed their population levels to correspond with their food levels; and you can generate an unlimited amount of them from a single snail who can breed with itself.
.Snail Army.
I have two styles of systems running in my apartment; one is electric free; which I developed through trial and error, and reading a lot; and the other is the traditional aquaponics set up with an electric pump.
The traditional set up; with a pump, a grow bed, and an aquarium; the stainless steel bowl acts as a splash guard/catchment sort of thing, and has holes popped in it's side and bottom for draining; the drop of the water into the tank also generates more oxygen in the environment, which is good for both the aquatic animals and the plants.
This is a simple, half broken pump I salvaged from the garbage, and it works fine for getting the water up to the grow bed.
Using a potable water tube, and a O Ring clamp to attach it to the pumps little nozzle thing; it runs up to the grow bed, into the back, where it distributes through the roots, and out the drain nozzle back into the tank.
The water catchment keeps splashing down, puts the water into a circular motion (Superstition or science? Ask Viktor Schauberger... Then it drops into the main tank, oxygenating along the way.
This is the pumpless system I worked out; it's one large bucket, with lava rocks for a base; filled with a couple three or four inches of water, deep.
The smaller bucket is the grow bed, filled with soil; with a layer of lava rocks below the soil at the bottom; and several, as need be; holes drilled in the bottom, so that the soil can wick the water up.
The water level here is about 10 mm deep right now; as it's towards the end of a cycle; I simply fill up a 1 liter jug a few times and the water level is restored for another couple weeks.
I might add links as I write this, I might not; what I hope is that the audience reading is intelligent enough to know how to Google basic search terms to find out if I am talking out my ass or not; sorry if you do not know how to do that, no insult intended; it's easy; just type the most simple words you can, and join them with plus signs.
Instead of searching "What is the meaning of life?"
Search "Meaning+Life".
Maybe add the question mark, if you feel fancy.
This blog entry is based entirely on my own study of history, archaeology, global geological events, aquaponics, dreams (Which lead to actual information in the real world.), ancient art and some random dumb luck in stumbling across historical facts in the real world.
It mirrors a lot of what Graham Hancock has to say in his new book; I was not aware of his work when I put together my own narrative on 'how it was'; I've been working on a comic book about this; but have put off progress on it for the last three or four years, because I was lacking some information I am now aware of; and didn't want to just fill in blank gaps, despite it simply being a comic book.
I've contacted Mr. Hancock via Facebook, well before his newest book was released, and confirmed that he has also found the same findings; on his own; which gives a heavy nature to this information, and thus why I bother to write a blog about it in the first place.
Now, on to the madness.,,
The Madness:
This topic is so unwieldy I'm not even really sure where to start... Or how... So I'm just going to plow into this sonofabitch full on...
My friend Janie asked years ago for a drawing of a Tibetan style Buddha; which is to say "Skinny, fit Buddha"...
A deceptively complex task.
The facial expression is subtle, but conveys a ton of information about the Buddha's state of mind; a contentment at a journey well had; and while obsessively trying to nail this expression with pencil and paper over a series of days, it became obvious there was a certain flow to the line work of the face itself; specifically the way the ear lobe curls around and connects to the cheek bone line in a fanciful continuous circuit.
Buddha Drawing
Skip to about four years later; Janie then asks for a drawing of the Easter Island heads; stylized; and so the infuriatingly deceptively complex task began again (I enjoyed it, trust me.); with the same subtle facial expression style being found in the statues, expressing a joy and looking out at the next destination, a confidence in their ability and capacity to navigate this seemingly infinite ocean; and the capacity to build these statues, as a marker for their having been there; and as a guide for those who would come later and understood the language of the heads.
While obsessing over facial expressions of the statues, it became obvious, again, that the ear lobe line curled around and connected to the cheek bone line.
The Easter Island Heads.
This link was discovered a few months after I became aware of what is known as the Bloody Creek Structure; found in the Annapolis Valley, Nova Scotia.
I was walking to town on a forest trail; when a man stopped to have a conversation; we got on the topic of the Clovis people, who suddenly vanished mysteriously around 10-15,000 years ago; and who had roamed about North America, living quite well.
He then told me in response to this; that near by (I never got out to it personally, as it was an enormously long walk; and I used to walk 40+ kilometers out there to get groceries... And I never got around to asking any friends with cars... But I've seen it on Google Earth and it's easy to find and read about.); was a crater in Bloody Creek (So named because of the enormous amount of blood shed there between English and French military forces.); which was so large no one had noticed it until the 1980s or so; during a fly over of the area.
Upon closer inspection this crater was clearly made by an enormous impact; so devastating that it may have caused the North American mass extinction event of 10-15,000 years ago, which wiped out the Clovis, Woolly Mammoths, and other now extinct large animals of the area and time; and triggered a mini ice age; which lead to the now Native First Nations people crossing the ice bridge over the Bering Strait.
Now, this is where things get crazy...
So all this happened 10-15,000 years ago; if you look up maps and what not, you will see the sea levels were all at weird other levels; and even shifted since then dramatically, and were dramatically different before then even.
I have found fish fossils in rock, hundreds of feet above sea level in Nova Scotia; at the top of North Mountain in the Annapolis Valley. I don't know when they got there; or how; but it's weird.
Back on track here...
So if we take today's world as an example, we see the most high tech cities are all along the coast line. The internet's main spine for example, is in New York City; if this were to get wiped out by a large scale even, Iowa most likely wouldn't have the people required to rebuild the internet... No offense Iowa...
If the ancient world was similar, Egypt would have been a back water rural area a bit back from the ocean shore itself; not landlocked, but not nearly as sea coast as it is now.
When this rock hit Earth at the 10-15,000 year ago mark, I believe it threw the Earths water table out of whack, and unleashed much chaos.
Christopher Jordan has done extensive study and research into the idea that the Pyramids and other ancient 'temples' were actually air/water pressure powered fountain pumps; and that the cascading water created a mist effect, to perpetuate a green house environment for the abundant growth of food; he figures "something" happened to shift the water table, so that these "temples" no longer pumped water up; because of the displacement.
I posit that this event was the Bloody Creek Structure's birth.
Once it collided with Earth, not only did it shift the water table to cause the pumps to malfunction, but also threw up enormous amounts of dust into the atmosphere, causing a global famine of incredible proportions.
The global civilization literally collapsed into itself from this event.
The impact of the rock with Earth, in my completely inexpert opinion, ran humanities collective bell (And probably literally rang anyone who was left's bell.); to the point that we forgot where we came from; and ended up wandering around a post apocalyptic landscape for the next 10-15,000 years, and only in the last 5,000 years or so have we been reorganizing back into a global civilization, slowly but surely. Our modern religions are attempts to understand what happened; turning the fertility cults of the ancient world, into the Devil's work; and the Angry Sky God with a Vengeance is always watching, waiting to send a fire hell storm to destroy everyone, yet again, at any moment's notice.
There are organic global civilizations, and imposed global civilizations, but that is a whole other blog post of thoughts.
One night, I had a dream about being in the Phoenician Royal Court; I wasn't anyone important, I was just there hanging out for some reason; everyone was white; and the guy in charge... King... Emperor... Guy with the biggest hat... Was going on about how annoying it was that we couldn't settle down, without the uncivilized constantly trying to wreck our shit; so we had to move again.
I thought it was a dream about how bothersome neighbours are; but I looked up some information and found that the Phoenicians may have in fact been white.
On a sort of related note: Egypt was multiracial; in my opinion a sort of collective effort to combine the best of all cultures into one super culture.
So someone's been chasing someone around a lot to start with; which would have seen the global circumnavigation of the globe many times over.
On top of that, Göbekli Tepe; in Turkey; has a freaky lizard carved into a post; that can also be found in South America and Asia. Graham Hancock really loves this part in particular; I have borrowed this image from his site which can be found here.
"But who the Hell was it?", you might ask.
It was very ancient humans.
These were master sailors, master builders, master craftsmen and artists; they were also high as fuck and tripping balls the entire way.
When they set out initially it was to discover, as they went they built; and now we have the pyramids and other ancient ruins of theirs scattered about the planet, documenting their travels and thoughts.
These were humans that could set sail out in a hand made catamaran boat, traverse the ocean by Sun, moon and stars, and more than likely by smell and sense of the wind and currents themselves, not to mention the watching of wildlife; and would not need to pack an ax, or a shovel, or extra food, or water; these were people who could find the fresh water springs in the ocean (Look it up.); who could reliably catch food as they needed to; who could make any of their required tools, as they were required.
None of this would have happened if Waye had just ignored my initial tweet to him; or had responded in a civilized fashion; but he didn't; he challenged me; and basically declared war upon me; along with his followers; and so this blog entry was born; so Waye; thank yourself; for being your own worst enemy.
I will attempt to keep this brief; on point; succulent; and logical.
To clarify, I have no political affiliation, I`m not even an Anarchist; not a Communist, not a Nazi, not a Conservative, a Liberal, a NDP, I vaguely trust the Green party; simply because they have not gotten into power yet to prove if they are corrupt or not; I think politics are fucking stupid and a pathetic children`s game of drama; but as politics, especially in this modern era; dictates the very environment and culture I am surrounded by; I have no choice but to be immersed in this world of utter contemptuous bullshit... An arena of clowns, with billions of dollars, and enormous military power and capacity for fatal levels violence.
I am of no religion, or any other group; I am that guy that Just Wants To Be A Farmer, but it's like everything possible, up to and including Governments that want a civil war, would like to stand in the way of such a simple goal.
This crossed my news feed the day after writing this blog.
This is written, simply because trying to interact with Waye, or his followers, or most any politician; is like getting into an argument with a 7 year old who can only respond be insulting the critical thinker; over, and over, and over, and over again; with little to no variation; literally at times responding with copy pasta'd responses from 4chan... I'm not even making that up... 40-50 year old men, involved in the running of our city; responding with 4chan insults... Waye has literally called another Canadian politician (Rob Ford of all people...) a "Douche Bag"... Publicly... On his Twitter... I'm not intending to focus specifically on Waye, but he did inspire this piece, after I tweeted him that all politicians should be euthanized for the nation's own good; to which he declared something about "Saying that to his face"; however the meeting point is an hour and a half walk from my apartment, and I'm currently calorie deficient in my diet, due to being too focused on other tasks at hand to be bothered making proper amounts of food... And being too poor to 'just buy convenience food'; I'm on the goddamn grind, bitch.
One of his followers even threatened me with violence and that he`d `beat me like a cat with a mouse`; if I remember the exact words correctly.
(Update:
The local politics Facebook page: "What Matters To The Citizens Of The HRM & Nova Scotia"; which I enjoy reading, but am not a part of; has been utterly removed from Facebook today; in what appears to be a blatant act of political oppression of the rights to free speech and protest.
Waye obviously is behind this, as the page had brought to light many of his stupid comments, insults and petty behaviour and one of the moderators of WMTTCOTHRM had an on going online dispute with him via Twitter from what I've seen.
Updated Update:
The Dartmouth Liberation Front Facebook page has ALSO been expunged from existence; this page having contention with Waye for his heavy handed and ignorant approach to their displeasure of having been intentionally rebranded as "Halifax"; despite massive outcry to the contrary.
Seems Waye is on the war path; I wonder if this blog will also be eradicated by the Mighty Iron Fisted Waye of Halifax?
Updated To This Updating: Both pages are back online; unknown causes for their blocking; presumably Waye had something to do with it; he's evil and manipulative like that.
I suppose he will have the HRMPD come murder me, then swear under oath I had attacked them outright to start with, even though I will be sleeping at the time of murder most likely; as my previous experience with HRMPD has shown.
Updated Updated Update:
Waye keeps deleting this link from his Twitter, to hide this blog from his followers; even though he wanted a dialog, even though all he had to say were slurs and insults; he then banned me from his Twitter page; and further leveled more insults when stating he was doing so.
We've got ourselves a real Censor of Dissent.
Jeazhus... Updates...:
Waye made a passive aggressive video, posted to his Twitter and Facebok, in a juvenile attempt to mock me for not showing up; and committing to the three hour round trip walk to meet him so that he could, presumably, not let me talk; as that is what politicians try to do, consistently; and I presume all that would come out of his mouth, would be a torrent of childish shit; as that is all his online activity consists of.
Speaking of which; Waye appears to spend 98% of his working day on Twitter and Facebook trolling, and then banning people; issuing challenges; and then getting bent out of shape when they are responded to; ala this blog post.
Waye Mason demonstrating the blank mind, wall eyed stare of your average bovine politician.
Is this the kind of person you think should be in Government?
A childish, insipid, game playing little turd?
This man has some serious compensation issues, which he is attempting to resolve through holding positions of public power; much like many of our politicians; this sort of mind set needs to be removed from politics altogether; people should have to pass some sort of basic intelligence test to hold a position of any relevance and then closely monitored during their employ for any signs of degenerate behaviour.
More Fucking Update:
Waye has now banned me from his Facebook account, where he is openly mocking me for 'not showing up'; through the video and also text comments with his supporters; and after I left comments explaining why, again; and left the link to this page, he proceeded to delete it all and block me, again.
Pretty indignant of him; to issue a challenge, than react this way; while gloating about how great he is and how I did not show up; despite my explaining to him, last night; why I wouldn't be making the three hour round trip walk.
When a fellow member of Thought Gang posted this blog to his Facebook page; in defiance of the censorship, Waye personally messaged him back and said the following; (Claiming the other member was me, just as previously his followers had claimed I was someone I've never heard of before; then proclaimed me a liar for stating I'm not that person; even though my account details are all public and visible.) threatening to call the police, for dissent; as per the tyrannical psychopath that he is:
"So I take it you are in fact Stephen. Stephen, get help. If you contact me again I will send the police to talk to you. Not to kill you as per your blog, that will never happen. But because you need help."
You know you've got a real tough guy; when he's a politician who will talk shit, publicly, incessantly; while demanding you respond, then blocking you when you do; then if an ally steps in, he automatically goes and draws the police card; only a cowardly chicken shit acts like a tough guy while standing behind a wall of armed goons.
Calling the police, for an act HE REQUESTED IN THE FIRST PLACE; then would not allow the expression of?
While HIS followers are the one's making threats of physical violence, at that!
Audacious, really.
He is truly a pathetic and weak individual, and the lowest form of intelligence I have come across in our Government so far; frightening really.)
Over all; I donno what this says about them; or me (That I know what 4chan is, or can recognize content from there to start with..........); but I know that 4chan shouldn't be running the city; ever...
No offense 4chan; but you are just not a responsible adult; but then again, when 4chan puts it's collective mind together; it can wreak total havoc... I've never seen them build anything; but havoc they do well... So it's prolly best our politicians do not hail from that corner of the internet... As they will just create havoc; which explains everything going on...
After reading enough political drama bits and pieces around the web; about who tweeted what to who, who then responded via Facebook about whatever, who then retorted indigently over Instagram...
Then reports about their actual 'jobs' come out; and it's clear no progress is being made politically on the Municipal, Provincial, or Federal levels; because motherfuckers are too busy attempting to sabotage one another's plans, while pushing their own plans; regardless if their plan is superior or not; with a war monger like attitude of Death Before Failure. Harper, the 'leader' of Canada; even goes so far as to make speaking about the reality of environmental impacts of Big Oil, illegal; and restrict information about the reality of the situation.
WHO THE FUCK THINKS THEIR OPINION IS GREATER THAN THE SUM TOTAL REALITY?
I would like to point out when it comes to representation of rich ridings, over poor ridings; typically we see a rich riding have substantial influence and sway over political dealings; while the poor get the shit end of the stick in every way imaginable.
This is not Feudal Japan.
The politicians are not Samurai that must serve their Lord or commit Seppuku; although the world would be a better place if the politicians did commit Seppuku; preferably in public and filmed, then uploaded to the internet.
Government is supposed to be a cohesive entity; focused entirely on maintaining infrastructure and quality of life.
It has no business in business.
It also has no business in the personal affairs of the people, or any business in religion.
Business and religion also have no business with Government.
This should be a simple and clear objective; maintained with the utmost diligence; however; one only has to look around to see the lack of ability and capacity to focus on any form of goal, that all three levels of Government have.
This is not an Elementary School Popularity Contest.
Politicians are destroying people's lives daily with their impotent personal dramas.
At the Federal level; Harper claims ISIS is the biggest threat to Canadians; while utterly ignoring the devastation being wrought by Lyme Disease; which has made it so I, for example, can no longer enjoy my favorite past time of sitting in fields, and forests; without the constant threat of an infected tick slipping onto me, and passing the bacteria along, thereby rendering the rest of my life a living Hell if not caught in time.
At the Provincial level; we see tax credits that benefit the poor being cut in favour of tax credits for Clearwater Seafood and other local Nova Scotian Billionaire owned Feudal States.
Out west at the Provincial level we see the problem of privatization leading to massive forest fires burning out of control for days and weeks at a time; the water bombers being used are tiny sea plane sized vehicles; while the large water bombers are still grounded, due to contract disputes with private companies.
Literally; as the province of British Columbia burns, and people's lives and well being are being directly threatened, greedy people are in board rooms arguing over dollars and cents.
Here in Halifax, Nova Scotia; we have seen privatized contracts take over snow removal, and lawn care.
The lawns are over grown, which combined with the Lyme Disease outbreak, of which Halifax is a hot zone; creates a perfect storm of devastation; the future cost of Lyme Disease alone in terms of medical expenses should have politicians shitting their pants in terror.
Not only will a large portion of the work force be physically incapable of work, but will also be draining Health Care at an utterly incomprehensible rate.
The snow removal gets even sketchier; as a simple Google search will reveal to the determined reader, that professional Weather Modification services can be used to generate a foot of precipitation for mere pennies; while snow removal contractors charge hundreds of thousands of dollars per acre to perform their society enabling task.
Halifax allegedly got more snow this winter, than the rest of Nova Scotia; which is odd; as we are right on the Atlantic Ocean, and thus rarely get the heavier snow fall levels of inland Nova Scotia; particularly any of the mountainous regions.
It doesn't take a genius to see how a snow contractor could invest very little money into making it snow over the city; so that he can 'make it rain'; so to speak; in his bank account.
This is further complicated suddenly; now that you, the reader, knows that Weather Modification is a reality now; and not just a pipe dream (It's been a technological reality for well over 100 years now, with many inventors from the 19th century altering local weather. This article will not get into weather magic and only focus on mechanical capacity.); being used to reduce hail size in Western Canada; and to "Manage UV Radiation" around the globe; we now must wonder:
"Why is Weather Modification being used to fight the forest fires raging out west?"
What is the behind the rooms thinking and dealing that has lead to this out come?
A few nights ago a fire started where my friend is; it was caused by lightening.
Before the fire started, when it was raining, we joked that 'it might be the same storm'; I checked the weather radar for fun; and saw that the storm over her was extremely localized.
It was literally the ONLY cloud cover for hundreds, if not thousands of square kilometers.
It was also pretty well the same size as the body of water it was hovering over.
Cloud Seeding is the act of spraying Aluminum Bromide in the sky, so that moisture collects into rain clouds; making it very easy to create a storm over a body of water; I've watched many operations use the Bay of Fundy as a sort of 'mixing cauldron'; for lack of better words.
This ALMOST causes me to wonder if the storm which triggered the fire itself had been artificially generated.
The fact they are not generating rain to fight the storms; and the fact that crews are currently under manned, and under machined; seemingly constantly and intentionally; while media focus goes on Harper's visit (Which distracted the few men on the ground working, for a photo op......); does make me wonder about these wild fires.
ALMOST as if someone is intentionally setting forest fires, and intentionally retarding any efforts to contain them.
BUT I DIGRESS.
The next subject at hand is the constant poisoning of the population; while Government regulates our lives on a micromanagement level 'for our own good'.
You cannot legally smoke and grow weed; a simple flower; but it is okay for a corporation to sell you a flea collar dosed with a chemical weapon nerve agent created by the Nazis (Who shelved it for being too sketchy.); and for that corporation to cause thousands (Of recorded.) deaths of pets and I'm willing to bet, people; after my own personal experience with such a flea collar.
While our food is filled with Soy, which mimics estrogen, and causes sterility in both sexes, and the effeminization of the male human organism.
While our food is sprayed/grown with chemical weapons left over from the World Wars.
While the Government has publicly known since 1963/64 that tobacco causes cancer because of the chemical fertilizer it is grown in, WHICH IS THE SAME CHEMICAL FERTILIZER OUR FOOD IS GROWN IN.
Do not even fucking get me started on GMO farming; I've witnessed it's effects first hand, and I would rather be in a war zone fighting for my life; than live around a GMO field again.
At least in a war zone I can shoot back without the RCMP raiding my house constantly.
Although I suppose if Canada was a war zone; that is what would be happening either way; Hell; they've raided my house already, well before Bill C-51; and we are not even close to a war zone; so I fully expect if Canada is ever a war zone, the RCMP to just bomb my apartment outright within five minutes of the conflict starting...
Sort of like when they tried to bomb Sam Steinberg in the 70s...
POINT IS:
Government IS NOT protecting us from anything; Government is enabling the Mass Murderers who are the industrialists; who are the Big Oil; Big Farm; Big Pharma Corporations to slaughter us by the millions; 7 million people die each year globally from air pollution alone; while banning us from substances produced by the Earth herself, such as cannabis and magic mushrooms; while regulating us to an increasingly short list of Government Approved Religions (Islam might be about to get booted off that list.......); which instill blind subservience to false authority.
While they give the Industrialists, and Bankers billions of tax payers dollars; allowing strip mining, disastrous large scale industrial fishing, clear cutting forests; while fucking the tax payer out of benefits, social programs and general well being, leaving us with increasing grocery store bills, unpayable electric bills, impossible to escape high rent, laws that forbid even gold panning, basic spear fishing, or removal of a single tree from `Crown Land`, and cities that act more like cemeteries of human souls; still trapped in living bodies; to grind out their lives in minimum wage jobs to serve the interests of the few rich people wearing suits.
The city is the rich man's amusement park, and everyone in side of that city who is not the rich man, is a goof ball wearing a Mickey Mouse suit, for the entertainment and degenerate pleasure of others.
Dance monkey, dance.
The industrial polluted hand of our corrupt civilization stretches out to even the depths of the forests and hinterlands; forbidding simple people from living off the land; and what they can`t forbid with laws; they pervert with pollution.
Our doctor`s take the Hippocratic Oath, to never repeat the horrors of the Nazi science programs again; yet to this very day; they continue to do these very horrific experiments; including their mass drugging of the population with chemicals that have unknown side effects and consequences; all under the guiding hand of Government.
I will avoid getting into the giant mansion tax payers built down town and maintain for "The Queen"; who visits once every few years for a day or two; which recently was renovated; as an example of the bullshit of this building; they installed a THREE THOUSAND DOLLAR TOILET...
The average welfare recipient receives at most nine thousand dollars A YEAR; to survive and barely exist on.
YET; they are willing to spend three thousand dollars for an old fuck to sit on and shit into... Once every few years...
I suppose I will be arrested now for calling "The Queen" an "Old Fuck"... But that's how it is now...
It's quite mind boggling to see how content everyone is here; and how oblivious they all are to constantly being fucked over, daily, minute by minute with out any lube or warm up.
They accept it when they do become aware of it.
My Uncle Allen (R.I.P.) was the only adult who told me the truth as a kid; and in particular, one sunny day on Grand Manan Island; while we watched the Government argue on TV, he looked me dead in the eye; and without missing a beat said: "Steve.... The Government is full of shit."
Feel free to leave a comment and mention ANY ONE THING Government has EVER done that is good.
I've spent months trying to find something; and every time I THINK I found a good action by the Government, it always turns out some evil, despicable action was behind it, or the over all intention of it.
The average Canadian wants to relax, enjoy life, drink some brew, be it booze or magic potion, rest in nature; and frankly; not get pulled into a goddamned civil war because the psychopathic Government is high on coke at three in the morning, conspiring with the RCMP head chiefs over 'anti Canadian petroleum activists and Natives' plotting the utter destruction of society, culture and humanity as a whole.
I suppose I will be head bagged for posting this article; it`s been a good run; see you all in Secret Terrorist Prison Camp.
Okay... Pretty sure that is it... Cannot find any missing pebbles in this stone garden; if something comes to mind later; it will be updated; and the link reposted to Waye`s twitter account, as need be.