September 2025

Monday, September 1, 2025 

Fear. What else is new? Now hearing myself talk without my upper teeth scared me. All things scared me. Every little thought brought on a awful frisson of fear, worry and depression, sharp, searing. 

Ha ha, dentists say that the first few days after having clear braces, the voice sounds funny. The first few days after brace removal, the voice sounds funny too. 

"When your mind doesn't actually have information, it will make, sh*t, up." HealthyGamerGG, YouTube 

This describes the R complex. The wording he used. Genius poet. 

When in anxiety and panic attack, the executive function shuts down. 

My friend once said, "People talk like they got an encyclopedia in front of them and they're reading from it when all it is, is just more guesses."

During massive, that is, massive anxiety attacks, this is happening big time. Guessing sh*t. All of it wrong of course. I mean, as if I have a medical degree. 

Having no upper teeth. I feel deformed. 

Having no upper teeth feels like a crime. Hence the fear. 

It feels rather insectoid to the point of Kafkaesque. The metamorphosis. Die Verwandlung. 

New things like this will take awhile to get used to until it becomes the new normal. One day, I will barely remember the days when I had my upper teeth. But now, the memory is still fresh 

Eating sushi certainly helped. 

I think it's a miracle because two days ago, I really believed that I would never be able to eat sushi ever again. 

Not eating all day can cause anxiety, conflated with newly missing upper teethcreates a multiple stressor. 

One day, I'll be happy again. It's about cycles and balance. 

I'm feeling on edge. I wonder if I have brain damage. 

"I think I have brain damage."

"Brain damage nothing. You have a tongue sharp enough to cut the lawn." Emily Carr in England 

The good news is this is when the dynamic shifts. If I'm still alive in a month, two months with all my upper teeth, I would see that as normal. If I'm still alive in two months with my upper teeth missing, that will be a miracle. The happiness I will feel is directly proportional to the amount of time elapsed. 

You feel depression because you've once known bliss. 

You feel bliss because you've once known depression. 

I could reinvent myself as an uber German. I need to have a long blonde wig like Thranduil or Cerembor of Lod of the Rings if not color my hair as it is blonde. Then I need a black blazer, black slacks and white dress shirt and black formal shoes. To complete the ensemble of an über German, one would need a Mercedes Benz and living in a nice house in the West Side can do it. 

In this life because the physics of this dimension have always since day one been politicized and weaponized against us, I won't be able to achieve that. However, in the afterlife, I can totally achieve that. Something like that can be a yantra or a visual mantra. I can just visualize myself as a rich uber German to the tune of Depeche Mode, Enjoy the Silence. 

What a fuck*ng Polack. 

Polack mentality. 

"That's classic drug addict behaviour." Dr Drew Pinsky

That's classic Pollack behaviour. 

Poland and Germany sign a treaty. Poland sees Germany attacking all these other countries but leave their borders undefended because of the treaty. Guess what. Germany attacks. 

One Polack I know locks his room door even when he goes to the washroom for five minutes. Then one day he ends out his keys to two meth head girls. 

Another Pollack, a she-Pollack, has a nice car. But drives it all the time to some scuzzy sleazy hole-in-corner food line. Slumming. That's like pulling up in a Mercedes to the welfare one up. 

They're just kids who want to have some fun. 

So tonight the Pollack loses his keys and he asks me for the hotel main door key. He's been gone for over half an hour. Why didn't he ask one of the other neighbours? 

God damned Polack. What a fuck*ng Polski. 

A Polack brings a car door to the beach on a hot day. Why? If it gets too hot, he can always roll down the window. 

The Polack has been gone for awhile now. What a fuck*ng Polack. He probably went to his meth head girlfriends apartment. She probably stole his keys. Fuck*ng stupid Polack. 

Just after 4 in the morning, I woke up, I got my key back. I found it near the door of my room. He did say he'd return it. It could have been returned hours ago. He didn't knock before returning it. That Wojecki returned my house key. 

East Indians pre 1947 fought for an independent India rather than a British colony. So what do they do? Move to Canada which is a British colony. Talk about taking a step backwards going from a country that is racially genuine, a country that is colorful vibrant and exotic where they are masters in their own land, a racial majority to a backwater British colony where they are a viable minority. 

Pre 1947, although India was a British colony, East Indians were still the racial majority there. Then for the to move from a then independent country to a British colony where this time they are a visible minority. Not thinking things through.....

BC is a Province with some kind of megalomania. A single detached house costs $1.5 million, a small shoebox condo costs $650,000. In New Brunswick, a single detached house costs $550,000 which is reasonable and what houses should cost in BC without the wild west speculation, money laundering and general overall mismanagement. Getting a house in BC is like paying $50 for a $20 pair of jeans. And New Brunswick doesn't have a delinquent area like the downtown eastside that BC does. New Brunswick sounds like a place that has less delinquency on average than British Columbia. 

I shouldn't think of them as delinquent. To give credit where credit is due. A lot of stories of kindness happened. One time, a so called meth head delinquent but that person wasn't that at all, could be into meth, but also an angel or at least a Saint, gave me a nice blazer that I could wear to Court. Another time, a street person found a jacket that I would have otherwise lost. 

People living on the streets, sleeping rough, go through a life that would give most people severe anxiety. Yet they are able to do it. They could be superhuman. They are very brave and very resourceful people. They are some of the best people around for that reason. Such people have a lot to teach. 

I often say a prayer,  "Thank you God for blessing and protecting people living on the streets. May they find the happy future that they are looking for." 

Tuesday, September 2, 2025 

Missing all of the upper teeth feels strange, even scary at first. Yeah, that's because if a person is vain and somewhat narcissistic to begin with. 

"It's been with me so long that I don't know anything else." Lt Ripley, Alien 3

Memories of having my upper teeth are still fresh. One day, I won't really remember. 

A person can experience anxiety even during good events. It's an embarrassment of riches. Except that it's not called anxiety. A person who all of a sudden finds themself in a five star hotel. They would experience slight depersonalization and derealization. 

Anxiety is half mental and half physiological so thinking alone won't get a person through it. A person must also inhale deeply for three seconds, hold for 3 seconds. And then exhale for 6 seconds. In times of genuine stress, it is very important to breathe out for twice as long as you breathe in. As one exhale, they will feel a distinct but pleasant slight burning just beneath their sternum. That's the stress leaving the body in an involuntary way as the vagus nerve or the parasympathetic nervous system is activated.

A person can psyche themself into anxiety with crazy made up thoughts and they can breathe themself into anxiety through half apneated, shallow breaths. 

A person can think themself out of anxiety through reminding themself that they are just making stuff up and don't actually have the facts, where's the evidence, and millions of other people went through the same thing and they're fine, and one can breathe themself out of anxiety through breathing in for four seconds, hold for three seconds and breathing out for eight seconds. Do it so it feels natural not strained or strived for, as if it's already there naturally. Which it is. 

And also relax all the muscles. Place yourself in a situation where there is relief, practice method acting, being told that a person who you thought was going to die, recovered really well. And breath like, "Whew!"  That tells the mind that all is fine. 

Or place yourself walking out of the probation office after the last time of being required to report. For all people on probation, that day is coming down the pike in a few months. 

Breathe, exhale deeply, as if that was happening. 

I hope to encounter a chapter in my life where I am always happy even in spite of myself. Every day, I see angel signs in this town. Angels are looking out for me but also for every single good person in this world. 

I hope to get a Cuisinart. Then I could throw in a steak, liquify it and drink it. I have no upper teeth now. 

That's kind of like finding a morphine sulfate pill, melting it down and shooting it. Uh, no, not really. 

Quantum Void popped up as a video recommendation on YouTube. Somehow I just knew about it. Costs $11. Very impressive. Intense. Profound. And for this price. Originally, it was $13.99. Two hours later it was $15.99 or was it always $15.99 misremembered as $13.99?  

With a 30% off, I got it for $11.59 If I got it for $13.99, the price with the discount would have been $9.78. It would be about $2.70 difference. Whatever. 

Anyways worth it. I am just simply impressed. No AI was used. The game is completely handmade. 

Meta Quest 3. Quantum Void Update. Hottest VR app. 

Get it soon. I can see this app being a $40 app. More updates get added and the price increases. If you get it at an early price, you get the upgrades free as some kind of grandfather clause. They must have added an upgrade to explain the $2 price increase. 

This game is so profound that it blows my hair back. It's that good. Whew! 

However my grasp of mathematics as you can see is not as profound. 

Base price minus 30% discount plus tax. That's the formula. 

Wednesday, September 3, 2025 

I still think back to that sleazy scuzzy couple. That guy who said the Apple iTag was his and the girl who asked to borrow my broom. Profoundly sleazy and scuzzy. That guy is a major compulsive thief kleptomania. I amagine him going to grocery stores in trenchcoats and stuffing steaks under the trenchcoat and going into years and swiping things in an industrial level. 

He saw my bag with the things I use to water plants. He picks it up and the Apple iTag falls out. What's this? He asks. 

The a few minutes later, Hepicks up the bag again. What was going through his leprous scuzzy mind was, "If he had a Apple iTag, what else does he have in there?" I said that's my bag. He said he didn't know that. Sure, he just picked it up five minutes ago and I was talking to him about it. He was rummaging through it to see what else he could steal. 

That's the forces of life. I generate the energy of helping the Courthouse. In return, the forces of life sends me two inbred cracker delinquent scuzzy sleazy @ssholes. I wish I could kill that guy. People like that are useless and I think he will go to hell when he dies surrounded with people who are all the likes of him. Some scuzzy hell realm. That guy doesn't look like he's long for this World anyways. 

That lady was really sleazy. In this dimension, for a man, 2/3 of all women are not worth knowing. For a woman, 3/4 of all men are not worth knowing. 

In the afterlife in heaven under the physics of that dimension, 100% of all people truly are worth knowing. In this dimension under its physics, its not even close to that. 

That Presbyterian Church is a cult. My objective is to eventually stop going there. 

If I were to send them a letter, it would say, 

"When I don't go there. People from there ask me why I don't go. If you didn't go for awhile, I wouldn't go to your workplace and ask you why you don't go. The thing is, those culty cuktists go to the Courthouse grounds where I work and ask me why I don't go. It's like some frenzy. When I don't go, they get desperate because there aren't a lot of people going there anyways but when I go there, I'm a draw. 

I'm a person who is real. So I become a real battery for those vampires. Convert convert convert. 

To them I'm some colorful inconsequential who amuses them when they're in the mood. Or otherwise I'm a foil. I'm really smart and talented, more talented than them. Yet they are living in richer houses and when they see me, they remember that. 

I really don't have much in common with them. Fundamentalist Christianity is very limited and circumscribed and regimented and doesn't go outside a certain repetitive loop, ever. 

They don't talk about things like the physics of this dimension vs that of the afterlife. They don't talk of the different time dynamic that the afterlife operates in and how exactly it works. 

That's because, ha ha, fundamentalist religion is somewhat anachronistic entities that are completely wrapped up in and wired to the phsyics of this dimension so much so that they depend on it for their income. 

I didn't choose to come to Canada. I was brought here as a child without consultation and without informed consent which would look like:

Would you rather stay in China where you are one of the rscial majority in a country that is at the technological vanguard in the World, state of the art futuristic and rockshow with safe orderly streets or go to the West where inbred Alfred E Neuman fsced crackers are referring to you as visible minority and BIPOC in a country that is backwater, feeling like you've taken a step backwards and a sh*show with picaresque streets saturated with delinquents. It's a tough call, isn't it? 

A Chinese person who has been in the West and was referred to as visible minority, when they go to China, they would appreciate being one of the rwcial majority a lot more than the locals would. 

And if I went there, they would know that I would know that they would know that I was born there. This type of dreamcraft resonance simply would not happen for me in the West. 

If I don't go there for awhile, are they coercing me to go there? 

I think so. When I say no, or make a face, they always ignore that face. I am very sensitive to faces. If I see someone make a face, I don't bother, I don't push. But they do because they are middle class delinquents with their middle class delinquency. They never take the first no as an answer. They always push. Oh, come on, etc. Which is another sign of their ignorance. 

And when I say, I think you're trying to coerce me to go thrre. They say, No, that's just your perception. 

That's gaslighting, do you understand? Gas lighting is denying another person's validity or reality with casual offhand dismissals. But, ha ha, they've been doing that to each other for years. If I wasn't born, they would have been doing that to someone else at about this time. Someone else wasn't born and they did that to me. 

They are squares with whom I don't have much in common with. 

Lots of lots of Christian Churches are like that. Their attendance is declining. The Catholic Church in town seems to be full of people, bursting at the seams, and even with me there, that Protestant Church is alwaus chronically underattended. Why is that so? Catholicism is better. Catholicism actually does things for their parishioners. Find them a job, find them a partner. Protestant Churches have a link to Puritanism and Puritan mentality that the Protestants simply don't. A person can go to a Protestant Church unemployed and single and ten years later still be unemployed and single. Go to a Catholic Church, ten years later, you have a partner and a job. Catholics are the Worlds biggest landowners. Protestant Churches are too divided and schismatic to own much of any and compared to the Catholics which is why the Catholics can provide in a way that Protestants simply can not. 

Catholicism is the better religion. In terms of providing for their parishioners, they are way better, way way better than sleepy hole-in-corner Protestant Churches. 

Catholicism is the OG Christianity anyways. Protestantism is just a crackpot knock off brand of Catholicism. 

Protestsntism doesn't have a Vatican. Catholicism seems like a more cohesive more unified religion. Protestantism seems like a disparate and scattered religion in comparison. 

However, Pastor Joel Osteen is the best Pastor in the World. You hear one of his sermons and always feel uplifted. Go to one of the local Churches, hear a sermon and walk out feeling weirded out. Compared to Pastor Joel Osteen, standard issue fundamentalist Christianity, be it Catholicism or Protestantism is rather dry. 

I used to go to Church and get the Sunday vibes. One thing is that I didn't smoke tobacco. When you don't smoke tobacco, your dream life is more vivid and you feel the Sunday vibes a lot stronger. I've only attended a few times Catholic Church. Protestant Churches, look at the stained glass windows, look at the patches of light reflected off floors, walls, furnishings and the spell takes hold. Feeling a bliss that is unimaginable on any other day of the week. It would be strong sometimes so strong that it feels like it's too much. 

However, Sunday night at midnight, listening to soft music, it's night time, it's dark, but remembering that earlier in the day, was the stained glass windows, and being at the Church with its exquisite atmospheric, one feels a sudden strong burst of the Sunday vibes. Even now I feel that. I felt that two Sundays ago. 

That's why they don't have to coerce me. I won't stay away for too long. 

Buddhism says something weird, be not too close and be not too far away. 

Be not too close means don't be st the point where you are pestering the Buddhist Priest all the time asking all kinds of spurious questions. Be not too far away. That's conversion and co-opting. They want to convert and co-opt as many people as they can. That's the predatory nature of religions or why else are they preying, I mean praying all the time? 

Religions don't go outside a certain line and are limited. There are steams of thought and spirituality that transcends institutional religion. The government anticipated that there would be such advanced people so there are bookstores such as Banyen books in Vancouver which is the best spiritual and metaphysical bookstore in the World and even in the entire Universe that talk about spirituality, approaches from all different religions each of which hold a truth that the other religions overlook, quantum physics and different spiritual practices, what really happens after one dies and not the dumbed down non specific treatise that fundamentalist religion offers as an answer to what happens, exactly after a person dies. 

Religions are what they are, you can't expect any more from what they are. 

A Mercedes goes quite fast but will never go as fast as an F-86 Sabre. Religions are like that. 

Let's face it. As you can see. I'm not perfect at all. I'm not as spiritual as a Priest at any Church be it Protestant or Catholic. My views are withered, twisted, gnarled and imperfect. A Priest is simply on another level compared with whatever the heck level I am on when it comes to spiritual understsnding and they are not as cynical, crusty and curmudgeonly as me. May the Priests of any religion see my imperfect state and ask God to guide me to a more appropriate understanding and comprehension of ecumenical faith. 

My faith isn't that strong. 

The faith of most of the parishioners at Church let alone the Priest is most likely stronger than my faith. A sign of faith is lack of worry. 

Worry is dismissing God's power and love. Oh, there's no God, it's just a chemical soup of random forces. A teapot in a Tempest. God, etc that's just an imaginary made up story. The truth is, we're all alone in the Universe and we're doomed. I mean the Earth is a tiny microscopic dot in vast oceans of outer space blackness in a Universe that is what, 93 billion light years wide! That's overwhelming. 

There's no forces greater than humanity or even that of all the Earth who is aware of us and watching over us. 

"There's nobody here but us chickens." That's Satanism, do you understand? 

Therefore I worry a lot so that means that I don't really have much faith compared to a Priest. However the best Priests are those who once had massive industrial grade crises of faith and overcame them. I've talked to Priests and they all seem more together, more calm, less worried, more certain about God than I am. 

I have too much doubt. How could I have doubt? I've had lots and lots of Royal dreams. God is with me. I had a lot of major dreams. Good ones too. 

Thank you God for guiding my steps. Thank you God for helping me find a way where I don't see a way. 

Meta Quest has two mew VR goggles revealed at launch 

Tiramisu, emphasises high resolution, 8K.

Boba, field of vision, 180 degrees horizontal, 120 degrees vertical. 

I would opt for clarity over field of vision. A larger field of vision leads to motion sickness. You don't need more field of vision to see a traditional flat screen movie. Adventures, travelling, military and golf and fishing could do well with a larger field of vision? 

Someone in comments said why not put the two together to start with? 

This is probably a social experiment to see what consumers would prefer and they would thus base their next VR goggles on that. 

The cost would probably be phenomenal. 

It is the difference between seeing a movie on the Big Screen App which is Boba and seeing a movie on the YouTube VR app which is Tiramisu. 

Big Screen has Arc Max. The scaling makes the screen much bigger than the YouTube VR app but the resolution is limited to 480. 

On the YouTube app, the definition is 1080! You notice the difference. The picture on the YouTube app is much sharper. 

On my LG Nano TV, the definition is 4K. It depends what medium you use. 

I'll always love you, Beebs. 

When I said that, the way my mouth flubbed when I said that, it sent a wave of fear through me. 

Anyways, I won't wear my dentures in public a lot of times. Dentures are better for social interactions but it's more comfortable not wearing it, like wearing a push-up bra. And I'm speaking from experience. No, I'm not, it's just a joke. 

The joke is in the school of the movie Two Weeks Notice. 

Sandra Bullock: I travel lightly. I only brought one pair of thong underwear. 

Hugh Grant: Same here. 

War Remains is a 12 minute $6 award winning VR presentation about Ww1. It's on for free on YouTube. It is only available on the Oculus Rift, not on the meta quest. 

Diggers VR may or may not be available on YouTube. 

Fear is based on what a person always tells themself. Especially if they are under the subjective perception that they are in the wrong country. 

One has to change that. You are in the right country. 

It is the little things, one day you will see they were the big things. It's the care in the little social interactions. Instead of, "Why the hell are you cultists trying to nudge and coerce me to go back to Church?" 

Instead,  "Always good to see you. I've known you for years. I'll be sure to go back to Church again." 

With my strange thoughts, I doubt I could ever be a Priest. A Priest has a lot of faith. Not doubt and cynicism. The missing upper teeth is still a little bit scary. I'll get used to it. 

Makes it worse:

The day I heard that Heather died, on that morning I rode my skateboard past a graveyard. If I hadn't, my grief experience wouldn't have been as bad. 

My dentist let me look in the mirror to see me with my teeth newly extracted. My gums were wrecked and there was a huge spot of drak red where my tooth had been. It looked like some kind of bullet hole. It looked awful. What a Satanic visage. If I hadn't seen that, my post teeth extraction process would not have been as bad as that image is in my mind. I still get these microfrissons of fear. That's because I've been psyching myself out with fearful thoughts rather than happy positive thoughts like remembering something I seen written at a Vietnamese restaurant. 'It is good to know that some of the best days of your life hasn't happened yet'. Good things are coming. The best is yet to come. You think your life is over. It hasn't even started. This is not the end. This is just a strange gutwrenching chapter. 

When one goes to a store, they cherry pick the best items they can get. Why is it then that during anxiety, a person cherry picks the worst most catastrophic outcomes possible. 

I had an insight. Why would I, of all people, fear the future? I made a better future than others imagined. A good future is going to happen for me. My landlord said to me, "You're a good person and the future knows that. The future only has time to f*ck around with the really bad people in life." 

There are quite a few instances of me clearing weeds that are like Jack and the Beanstslk, these weeds at times were as tall as me. I've seen even taller than me. I pulled them all up, cleaned the wall of any weeds. At one place moss covered the ground and those cement markers at the parking lot. I scratched away all of that moss. I try to envision the reaction of the workers going there on Monday morning and seeing the area clean because I remember what it looked like before. Quite a few places like that. 

Those people probably thought, Oh, more of the same, more of those unsightly weeds, that's if I notice at all because I usually try to screen that out. Holy smokes! The area looks really cleaned. I wonder who did it. Probably the city. 

So I shouldn't fear the future that much. 

I have to imagine good things are happening for me in the future. 

On Monday, when I cleaned the wall of St Anne's Academy, I saw a person dressed in a black hoodie riding a black ebike with thick tires. On that morning, I said aloud in German about fearing most of all the ghost of Christmas future. The two tires represent that the future has two types of Christmases, good and bad. All in black means that the future is unseen. Even the best of Christmas futures is currently shrouded in a black veil of the unseen. 

There is no past and future. It's all happening simultaneously depending on the modality of time being used. The present doesn't morph into the future, the future morphs into the present. Because past and future are aspects of this iteration of the present moment, the perpetual ever present moment. 

So Ghost of Christmas Future is an aspect of and not on a separate team so to speak from the Ghost of Christmas Present. 

Playing cricket in VR is an option for me. And for free too. A good $40 cricket VR app for free. Cricket is there are no foul balls or offsides because it can be hit anywhere on the field. The player uses a flat paddle shaped bat. There are those U shaped metallic things planted in the ground. What's that? Oh well. I don't know if I'll try this but cricket is something I've known about since I was young. BBC News, sports, cricket. It was more popular in the old days rather than now unless as there's a larger than estimated cricket community I don't know about. 

Let me guess. Hit the ball with the paddle. Run around as many of those metallic things as you can. Make it back to home base before someone in the field throws the ball back to the umpire or else bat catcher. 

"I don't like cricket. I love it." 10CC, Dreadlocks Holiday 

This morning, I had some braised vegetables specifically Shanghai bok Choi. The recipe is fry some garlic, add the bok Choy, fry, then add half a cup of water and a dash of oyster sauce. Reduce slightly in an Escoffier reduction. 

I had to install my upper dentures with poligrip. The dentures kept slipping off in spite of the poligrip. 

Rookie mistake. Wait five minutes after applying poligrip before eating especially watery things like braised vegetables. Otherwise, the glue will dissolve instantly and simply will not work. 

There is a spot in my upper right jaw. I hope it heals soon. Thsts the spot where I jammed my dentures, one side knifing upwards in that area when I tried to take on a Mars bar. Mars bars can now only be eaten in canapé hors d'oeuvres style, that is to cut it into very small squares and to let it dissolve in the mouth. This could work. My lflife has come to this. What an existential conundrum. 

I use germ killing mouthwash often. This will take care of any bacteria. I'm brushing my bottom teeth very regularly now. 

I haven't become completely edentulous. That would be kind of scary. 

At first. Then you get used to it. At first the different sounding voice, the way you're enunciation different letters scares you, then after awhile, you think it's cute. 

Simplified chawan mushi recipe. 

2 eggs or even just one for a single serving, two for a large order. 

3/4 cup of dashi which is really just a fancy way of saying miso soup powder. 

Mirin rice wine for the sweet wine taste. Forget Mirin add two tablespoons of sugar water. 

Dash of Soy sauce. 

Whip the eggs together but not too frothy if at all. 

Then mix with the dashi. 

Get a good thick porcelain clay cup. Put whatever in the world addition you want. Chicken, beef, lamp, whatever. Vegetables, etc. I'm going with prawns but since I'm semi edentulous, I can give the prawns a slight mince. With the dentures I can most likely work the prawns with my new artificial teeth. 

Right. Mince shrimp, bottom of cup, pour in the dashi and whipped egg mixture through a strainer, 

Place cup in a steamer with lid and cover the each cup with aluminum foil. 

Sauce. For one serving, about half a cup of dashi with a liberal amount of sugar and a dash of Soy sauce. Boil that. Then add a quarter cup of cornstarched water. Cornstarch must be mixed well in the water of course. Pour that in and give it a bit of an Escoffier reduction. Pour over the screamed egg mixture. 

This amuse bouche is a great choice for the edentulous and denture wearing community. 

Heck at this point on every other item on the menu is an amuse bouche. Something exotic and delectable, liquified and pureed to an exquisite luxurious texture. 

Feeling a lot better. If I say that the anxiety went away 100%, it wouldn't be an exaggeration. 

On Monday when I cleaned for Satan's Academy and then the other presumably Satanic Church across the street, I said,  "I cleaned for you. What I hope is to get a blessing to take away my anxiety. So I can be a better help for the neighborhood. It's not like I'm asking for money. So it's spiritual. Such a spiritual request would be acceptable." 

That Church across the street from At Anne's Academy is not Satanic. At all. 

And asking for a prayer to St Dymphna made on my behalf. I specifically asked this at St Anne's but not at the Protestant Church across the street. 

I asked this saying it out loud but softly, as a kind of poetry. 

My anxiety is gone. The post surgical pain in the gums has gone. 

If I were to do it over again, knowing what I know now, it's don't even attempt to try to  use the dentures at all until about six days after surgery. Just eat soft foods and deink liquids and neither too hot or too cold. Oatmeal, congee. 

The weirdness and anxiety is normal. It feels strange, deformed, insectoid, like a crime. Just as absolute power corrupts absolutely, likewise absolute desensitization desensitizes absolutely. In time, a person just gets desensitized to it and doesn't really remember the life before dentures like not remembering last night's dream. 

Feeling really good. The warm glow of Autumn nostalgia. Just chilling back with my new dentures. 

Thursday, September 4, 2025

I have to stay in the West. I've had so many dreams of the BRF that I have some special connection to the West. Ad knowing me, if I was there, I would see signs reminding me of that. Like seeing the number 111. 

When I was in Vancouver last year to pick up my electric skateboard, on the way there, I saw the number of one of the Skytrain I was on was 111. Then 112, then 113, then 114. 

I don't think I'll ever go to see futuristic China except on YouTube. It would be the same thing. Go there, see the sights, otherwise, don't know anybody, don't talk to any body. What's the difference between that and seeing a YouTube video? 

My life is good. The people at Church, let's face it, are more together than me in a lot of ways. That for one thing, should be completely obvious. 

As for other events in my life, people are happy to see me. I am always thoughtful and courteous. I try to wear nice clothing when I go to social occasions. 

I am old now. Semi edentulous. It's the beginning of the end. That's irrational. Some people got all their teeth gone when they were in their 20s. A very few people are born without the ability to grow teeth at all. 

A lot of animal species such as pangolins don't have teeth. Octopuses, octopi, birds have beaks in which case the mouth and lips and teeth serve the same function. Fish barely have any teeth. Very small pebble sized triangular teeth. 

Shark are the teeth masters. First species to ever have any teeth ever and three rows of teeth that grow back throughout life. If a human had three rows of teeth, dental hygiene at a clinic could last for a couple of hours instead of half an hour. If humans had teeth that grow back, that would be great but humans have the ability to implement dental implants which is totally rock star. 

Lots of rich old people have implants. 

I opted to not try cricket. 

The game is played on an oval like the Oval Office. Not the diamond of baseball. In the middle is a patch where the batter hits the ball. There are two metallic things on either side. The batter hits the ball. The batter is supposed to run from one side of the rectangular midpatch to the other. 

11 players per side. Each 'inning' can have up to 300 balls. A cricket match can last for a day, three days or a week. What the. 

I simply don't have time for that. It seems like a dilettante effete version of baseball. But since cricket is the older sport, baseball is an Americanized form of cricket. 

I wouldn't be interested in trying this. Pickleball is another sport that is too dilettante. In pickleball if you hit the ball on the other side of the net across from you, that's wrong. The ball has to be hit diagonally on the other side of the play area over the net. Left side hits to right side, right side hits to left side or it doesn't count. In tennis, it all counts. 

In VR, one doesn't actually run. A person swings their arms up and down or else uses the joystick to teleport. So to run from one side of the rectangular patch to the other in VR before one of the outfielders throws the ball back to the main centre area. Well.... 

Cricket has a worldwide fan base of 2.5 billion people. So does Catholicism. 

I have hydrogen peroxide which I got at London Drugs two years ago. I'm thinking of coloring my hair blonde so I can look like an uber German. Continental European sophistication in the backwoods of Canada. I need to dilute that with water and then rinse through my hair. I'm thinking about it. 

One of my neighbours has hookers visit him. 

To score with hookers, you have to be able to talk a certain way. 

I'm not very lucky with women as someone who is operating under the duress of the physics of this dimension. 

One of the hookers I know of. I've given her money a few times when she panhandlers and I talk with her briefly, How are you doing? You're doing well? That's good. See you next time. Etc  

That's life, the inner city has a rich social life of people interacting here and there. 

The difference scoring with a hookers and getting a regular girlfriend is like the difference between borrowing a book at the Library and purchasing a book at the bookstore. 

With junkie hookers a person can often pick up a non sexual disease along with an expected sexual disease such as a case of hepatitis and then AIDS. Or else a case of mononucleosis and then syphilis or gonorrhea. 

That's the physics of this dimension. 

On the Simpsons, Homer said something like, 

"Marge, with women in the past, something said yes, something said no but with you Marge, it was green lights all the way." 

I've never been good at scoring with hookers. 

Ha ha, as you may well. Know, with hookers, you start out as a John but will wind up being a Mark. That's when she's over all the time whenever she needs money. Perhaps swipe things. Whatever. Sordid. Wretched. 

Sex involves a bit of work, timing, coordination and I'm simply out of practice. Since I don't socialize much, there aren't any women whom I really know or spend more than a few minutes once every few weeks talking with at most. 

Otherwise, I'm thinking that if I had a million, would I leave this town or not? 

There is person and there is role. Shakespeare said a person plays quite a few roles in this stage of life. I happen to sometimes talk to a panhandler meth head girl, one of a few, give her money in sumpathy, call her beautiful in sympathy, then she visits my neighbour as a prostitute. That it's that particular girl and that my neighbour is that person is incidental. 

I could have moved to another town but that exact situation could reoccur but with another girl and with another neighbour. So is it the person or is it the role? 

The girl does seem mildly attractive but then there's the thought of her smoking meth in my room and then casing the place and swiping stuff. I never wanted a meth head girlfriend. Too bad I have to deal with this with a thoughtless neighbour. He's a meth head himself lol.  But this guy is rather mendacious. Lies all the time but Polish people are known to be liars. And to have that catalyze with my thoughts. What an insufferable situation. 

I don't know if I'm really into that girl at all. 'He's Really Not That Into You' or whatever the movie is called. Some women I met, me and her had a chemistry. As soon as I talked to her, when I returned to my room, I thought of her a lot. Other women I met, after I talked to her, I return to my room and didn't think of her at all. She doesn't do it for me as much as other women. "I've worked with better. But not many." Bill Murray, Ghostbusters 2 

'There's no accounting for taste', as the French say. 

I wish Heather was alive. I could've turned to her for advice about this. She was and still is a smart lady. Heather knew my neighbour and she knew the meth head girl as well. 

No situation lasts forever. The Buddhist concept of anicca is impermanence. Impermanence devours all. 

Jesus said to not care at all about things that are wrapped up in the physics of this dimension. At the time when a person is alive, these things in life that strike one as insufferable seem like an excruciating torment. When life is over, these things in life will mean not a thing. 

Jesus also said, "Store your treasures not on the Earth but in heaven where dust and moths won't get to them."  The only thing a person can bring with them to the afterlife is their own personalty. Be sure to develop it well to the best of your ability. 

I'm a responsible ape man. That I'm not very lucky with women is something that I can accept. 

I have to remember to improve my skills. See if I can do a backflip or can I not set a goal that doesn't involve the risk of bodily injury. I can learn a language. I can save up and go to Quebec. I saw a video a out a village in Chilliwack BC. It isn't just a village. It's a mind blowing spectacular small town scene from the Victoria era. Beautiful spectacular buildings. Beautiful on the scale of Europe and China. Canada is changing. For the better. I never thought that Chilliwack would be that spectacular. Travel, learning a language, improving my dance moves. 

I could make a World War 1 airplane model. That also requires glue and paints. Pricey. 

If I got the Fokker D7, I would paint it black. If I had the Fokker Dr1, I'd paint it red. 

The Sopwith Camel would be painted with a tan and olive green camouflage design. 

I wouldn't mind getting an Airco DH2 push propeller plane. 

The Airco DH2 was the first propeller plane with machine guns and were deadly for a few months until Anton Fokker figured out how to design a machine gun that shoots between propeller blades which was absolutely lethal and at first terrified British and French air troops until they reverse engineered such planes. 

The future isn't going to be all bad or all good. Things work differently than thst. It's more like snakes and ladders. Small advancements and small set backs mixed with major advancements and major setbacks. The future often has a way of being better than you could have imagined. That has happened to me. 

I could be single for life. However, if I'm not, I will let you know! 

One thing that every expat knows is that things can change very quickly. A shop closes. People graduate to the next stage of life. 

A person can be in one town and not know that in less than one year, they'd be in another town doing something amazing. That's happened to me a few times in my life. 

I'm an expat from the mainland. The mainland is where the pulse of action is. Continental Europe is sophisticated and is the bastion of centuries of history and intellectual refinement. Continental Europe has Germany which is really exciting. I'm picturing black German birds on large red banners, middle ages. Long straight blonde hair, black leather Trenchcoat or black Armani suits with white shirt. Bauhaus style. Industrial Gothic. With majestic propeller planes. I would like to have the ideal woman at my side. I've had girlfriends before and with me, I could go for awhile without but somehow, I always find another girlfriend. Somehow. I would tell her about my uber German design aesthetic with the long straight blonde hair, black attire with white shirt with buttons and collar. 

I would need stylish shoes although I'm not sure what brand. Nike doesn't make formal attire shoes. Speaking of shoes, I thought I found an ordinary knock off pair of black shoes. I looked closer today. They are Asics! Good brand. This happened to me lots on this island. Find something or purchase something which I think is ordinary at first. Turns out it is a premium item. Island magic. 

So anyways things can change quickly. Who knows if I'll be here in a year. I'd love to live at James Bay. Or Sidney BC. That would be my dream however, under the thumb of the ohsyics of this dimension, any place I move to will be guaranteed to have the most interesting of neighbours and sometimes, not in a good way. Though for the most part neighbours are pretty good. They are also living in the trenches and if one stretches their mind, they are part of the ever Autumn winter Christmas nostalgic scene of the inner city. 

I wonder if I should see a psychic and ask the psychic will I be single for life or what? The answer, "Things could be worse, but Zoltan isn't sure how." 

If the BCGEU strike extends to BC liquor stores and BC cannabis retsilers, 

- booze: cold beer and wine stores are privately owned. 

Bars, pubs, off sales. 

- cannabis: cannabis is sold somewhere around City Hall in Victoria BC although I can't specify where. Cannabis isn't sold at Vancouver City Hall and certainly not at the City Hall of any other town in this Province, that I know of. 

Yet cannabis is sold somewhere around Victoria BC City Hall. Well, it is the capital city. 

So will there be a mysterious long line up at City Hall? City Hall provides an element of plausible deniabiloty. "Oh, that's just the line up for the annual paying of property taxes." 

Strikes are acceptable as long as they don't dirlsrupt the general flow of essential goods and services. If the strike results in increased calls to first responders related to the strikes such as people dying of starvation because certain items, medications aren't being dispensed, there would be a court injunction or even end strike legislation, legislated back to work but that's still a way off. 

The Premier is understandably rather non-plussed about the strike. Will he pass a motion to implement back to work legislation? Who knows? 

In the afterlife, trees are arranged perfectly unlike on Earth. On Earth, the weather twists and gnarls branches into all kinds of unruly shapes. 

So in the afterlife, a tree from a distance with all its branches looks like the stem and veins of a large leaf and indeed each branch with its secondary branches looks like the stem and veins of a leaf. Esch secondary branch has tertiary branches that together look like the stem and veins of a leaf and each leaf, well, it looks like a leaf. 

That's called fractals. Fibonacci sequence. The golden mean. Sacred geometry. 

Life starts in the afterlife but not before one has completed and passed their life review. Everyone gets a life review and it's going to be a doozy. 

I hope that I pass my life review but one can never be 100% sure. 

But apparently, a person can pass on and then appear to their friends a week later and their friends could sense that they already went through the life review. As I've explained before, the life review is a quick singularity download and under a different time dynamic. Not the quick singularity download under this linear time dynamic which would seem somewhat stilted and mechanical. The Japanese have computers that can download 50.25 TB in one second! There's your singularity download under the physics of this dimension. 

The time dynamic where time travel is time experienced objectively which is why everything is happening simultaneously. 

This mathematical structure of time more than anything else convinces me that people survive ever afterwards because the personality exists under this time dynamic. It is only the physical body that does not. 

Friday, September 5, 2025 

A few days ago, someone with the namesake of my sister, Goddess Teresa requested to follow on meta quest Facebook. I accepted. Why not, but I didn't follow back. 

The on that same day, when I was walking on the street, I saw someone wearing a tshirt that read,  "I Have A Mean Sister And I'm Not Afraid To Use Her". 

That could be yet another one of life's unsettling omens. 

I don't know if she's my sister at all. 

Ostensible father, dead mother, stepmother, step brother, stepsister. 

Of all the above, the only one who's title based on terms of the relationship which is 100% accurate is stepmother. 

My father never showed me my birth certificate. That's the standard documentary empirical evidence. I needed to see my birth certificate as part of due profess. Such a term is probably alien to my father who wasn't that well educated. 

Step brother, stepsister is one thing. A father could marry a woman who becomes a stepmother. That father dies and the mother remarried and then the person has a stepmother and a stepfather. If the stepparents have any additional children, those children become your stepsiblings. 

But half brother or half sister is another thing. Step sister may be affinital through marriage or consanquinial through blood. I should know. I work at the Courthouse. 

But a half sibling through terms of the definition implies a quasi consanquinity. 

Is she my step sister? Sure. If she my half sister? I don't know until I see standard documentary evidence. 

I don't look like my ostensible father as much as I look like him. He probably stole me from another family because of my auspicious Royal Theo Greyjoy birthmark. Weird stuff happens to infants at a time when they can't discriminate and pick and choose for themselves. 

As for my birth certificate, I need to see the long form and not the short form. But then it would be written in some pictographic semasiographic writing which I couldn't read anyways. This is me labouring under the duress of the physics of this dimension. This is how that set of ohsyics oermutsted for me when it comes to the crooked table slanted against me family set up. Fucking crackpot. Bonkers! What a raw deal. 

If I had my birth certificate, I would have had dual citizenship. 

And it's not because they're Chinese but rather in spite of the fact. Most Chinese families are more together than my family which was toxic and won't be missed. 

I'll be glad once I pass my life review in the afterlife with its much better set of physics because that's when life begins. 

I don't have any priority to contact any of them ever again. I'm a expat frkm the mainland and I'm never going back. I'm never going to regress to some former bullsh*t. 

As an expat, anyone you meet is an extension of a grand adventure. As a regresspat, anyone you meet is just another variable in an equation of regression. 

Be an expat. Stick it our for a year. You'll feel better! 

Racism is a form of false attributives. When you make a mistake it's because of what you did. When someone else makes a mistake, it's because of who they are. 

Today I would say was a 100% perfect day so far. No delinquents that I can remember. I was sweeping near the Courthouse. 

Completely peaceful. 

If I was to design an amuse bouche for the edentulous, it would be, 

Served in a medium, not too tall, not too short shampagne glass. It must be the thin shape of the champagne glass that gives it it's je ne sais quoi. 

- A transparent liquid of basically sugar with white tea, non carbonated, no buddles. White tea is colorless but has the flavor. 

- a good portion of minced strawberries and shrimp sitting in the bottom one third of the tall champagne flute that it would be served in. Ideally, it should produce a nice pinkish reddish display. 

- one long thin shaved piece of dark green cucumber skin placed in the glass, it should have a curly look. This gives it a splash of color and visual excitement. 

- one cube of mango dipped in sugar and then placed on the rim of the glass. 

Optional, a sword with a marachino cherry or a miniature paper umbrella. 

This amuse bouche has the dose of protein but also sugar and vitamin C with the mango. The white tea with sugar gives it a sweetness. These flavors don't clash but compliment each other. 

Optional: white rum. 

Another amuse bouche for the edentulous would be 

- pureed lobster bisque with a touch of extra butter than the recipe usually requires. Add a splash of clotted cream while cooking. 

To make lobster bisque, first boil a lobster. Then throw it into a Cuisinart shell and all and just puree the sh*t out of it until it acquires a smooth texture. 

Place lobster bisque in a small clay cup for serving, or a small flat bottom whiskey glass. Then on top, add a small dollop of brie cheese that has been pureed to almost liquid or just out of the box extra soft brie cheese will do. The lobster bisque should have enough viscosity that the brie stays floating rather than sinking to the bottom. I wonder if this can be done. Even if it sinks to the bottom, who cares, the recipe, the flavour is still there. 

Oh yeah, and garnish with a mint leaf on top. 

Chinese amuse bouche. That idea is redundant because dim sum is the world of Chinese amuse bouche. I don't know of any Chinese liquid based amuse bouches. 

I would suggest chicken broth with a puree of Chinese black mushrooms, sweetened with sugar and with pureed shrimp and dungeoness crab. Then the top of the glass this is served in would be covered with either steamed hsr Gow wrap or the wraps for Peking duck  with a slight dip or pocket in the center and then place a small scoop local caviar namely lump fish caviar or salmon row caviar. The caviar wouldn't be so heavy that the har Gow wrap would csve in, or would it? 

A lot of amuse bouche looks like hors d'oeuvres or canapés. I prefer to focus on the drinkable amuse bouche served in glasses. Because not all hors d'oeuvres and canapés can be eaten if someone is edentulous however my liquid served in a glass based amuse bouche can be enjoyed even if you have no teeth. 

Saturday, September 6, 2025 

I got 2 movies which were on sale for $5 each. Hopefully my bank account can survive this. 

The movies. 

- Fight Club

- A Haunting in Venice 

$11.17 with tax is cheaper than an entree at a restaurant. 

The News said that in Victoria, one business opted to vacate her business downtown and next to a supportive housing unit which houses 100% junkies. 

And in Nanaimo, an East Indian couple is thinking of moving to India. I would encourage them to because India is more of a festive rock show and they aren't a visible minority in India like they are here. Too many junkies, meth heads stealing from their business. 

The government has to build a massive Betty Ford clinic to treat junkies. Then after that, provide them with some kind of future in light industry. Production line work, a job at a sawmill. But is anything like that available? No. 

The government would rather collect money on massive real estate speculation money laundering scams and then doling out the crumbs as welfare or EI than to actually create government light industry jobs and write paychecks. 

It's the path of least resistance. It's easier to generate a stream of public income from speculation and money laundering and doling out whatever crumbs are leftover from that to welfare and then outsourcing light industry jobs and whatever jobs are left over locally are given to temporary foreign workers instead of local workers for less wages takes less effort than creating actual blue collar industrial jobs for the working demographic. I get it. 

Most industrial blue collar work is located in Ontario, rather than BC. Ha, instead of building BC Ferries locally, the building is contracted out to Gdansk Poland or else China. To save money. Save money because the wider profit margin in which politicians can pad their bank accounts is more important than creating local industry with somewhat less of a profit margin. 

A job that gives them enough purchasing power to start a family. In Asia, the purchasing power on average pro rated to percentage of income on expenditures, is more than that of the West. 

The West is mismanaged. The West seems to have gotten worse every year for the past 20 years, while China seems to have gotten better every year for the past 20 yewrs. Why is that? 

So many businesses have left the downtown area. I don't blame them. 

Junkies seem to get a lot of rights and support while businesses do not. Businesses are not honoured in this town. 

"We as a society have failed to honour you. When we as a Nation fail to honour what should be honoured, it's a problem. it's a canary in a coal mine."  Foxcatcher

Could it be that politicians are semi educated opportunists, narcissists, sociopaths, sadistic, incompetent, underqualified, venal, with some strange private agenda driven personal narrative? 

The best advice is to move away from the West. Move to Asia. Thailand, Japan, China, Singapore are all better places to be. Clean. Orderly. 

In Japan a gyoza dumpling shop has no employees. Walk into the store, pull out an order from the freezer with the sliding glass doors, pay with the debit card or cell phone and that's it. Would something like that work in the West? Absolutely not. The delinquency on the streets in the West is profound. And say what you will about vivisble minorities. The vast majority of meth heads on the street are White. How were they raised? Like Shakespeare said, "Their life is nasty, short, and brutish."

I don't blame those East Indians for moving back to India one bit. Would you? No one should try to coopt them them to stay so as to bring them down to the local level. I would encourage them to go to India. If I could, I'd move to India with them. That's how much of a good idea I think it is. India with tropical weather and palm trees would be preferable to what, Nanaimo? Really?! What a backwater.  Talk about taking a step backwards. If they moved from India to Nanaimo, they clearly didn't think things through. 

The future is many things but overall it usually averages out to be something better than previously imagined. Nanaimo, once you get to know it might be another town with heavenly vibes. Small towns have a deep grinding heavenly vibe. I can sense that in Chinese restaurants that I visit in small towns. A rarefied slowed down pace of life. Small towns do have a very beautiful vibe. All small towns. That beautiful vibe can't not be accurately described. Only experienced. It is a deep searing lingering vibe that goes right into the spirit. 

I'm sure that store in Nanaimo will have people looking out for them. They might hire an in store security guard. Or else they'll return to India. 

You don't notice it when you're young but you do when you get older. Some of the words of the Bible bristle with a weird energy. Ha! Thats because a lot of it is channeled. 

"I am the Alpha and the Omega." 

That's a reference to the linear time structure and the non linear time structure. The objective time structure and the subjective time structure. 

Today, I found some cans in a large bag. I told them to the bottle depot and got $14.50. That wasn't too bad. 

I went shopping and got some sushi. And then I got 2 kinds of ramen noodles. I got the fried bean paste flavour noodle. The thing with that is one has to fry some ground beef, then add the sauce, and sprinkle on silome sugar and then fry that. I forgot to get any vegetables. I only got ground beef. That's not smart. I must remember from now on to get vegetables often. Eating only meat and no vegetables can lead to gout. Does rice count as a vegetable? No, it's in the wheat and grains group. The four food groups, 

- meats proteins, 

- fruits and vegetables, for vitamin C because the body does not produce its own vitamin C, nor does it regrow teeth.

- grains and wheat, oryza sativa aka rice, while wheat bread

- milk and dairy, ice cream is my favorite vector for accessing this food group. 

Does goat milk count? Absolutely not. It has to be cow milk. 

Does human milk such as imitation human milk formula sold in the infancy aisle at the store count? No! It has to be cow milk. 

Right. Ground beef, 2 bags of noodles and then something else. Some incidental item. Actually I got a can of Pike Conger Eeel. It's good with rice. The flavour is incredible. I'm sensing ketchup and sugar with a very fine garlic puree. Steamed first then fried in a stove with a lot of BTUs, British Thermal Units. In other words it's hot. 

The News:

Dogs make a splash. 

Dogs swim in swimming pool for charity. 

Can you pay with DOGE coin? Absolutely. I don't see why not. 

The complete collection of Agatha Christie movies on sale for $5 each. 3 movies. I have them now. 

All three movies are what are known as great movies. Visually spectacular. New movies. 

Amsterdam the movie is on sale for $5 which I quickly scooped. That is an A grade movie. 

Amsterdam is about a man who makes pills and prostethetics. Such as prosthetic upper teeth which yours truly now has so just through chance seeing the movie on sale is some kind of prosthetics based coincidence. I'm keeping score! 

Taylor Swift is in the movie Amsterdam! 

I wanted that movie but at the original $23 price, I couldn't afford it. 

Orient Express is the most spectacular. Something about it just hypnotized and mesmerized me. Judi Dench and Olivia Colman are in the movie. Two Royal Queens. 

The Nile movie is opulent. A trip to Egypt. Uplifting spectacular visuals. 

A Haunting in Venice. Extravagant. Trip to Europe. I didn't get the story of A Haunting in Venice at all. I understood the plotline of the other movies. 

Spoilers. A passenger on a train did something evil years ago. Killed the child of a rich couple. The mother killed herself. So everybody on the train, yes everyone had a hand in doing in the passenger. One actually did in the passenger. All the other ones colluld be charged with intent or else indignity to a dead body as they stabbed it with knives. 

The Nile. One man is in love with one woman. Both schemers. The man pretends to argue with his wife so as to divorce her and marry a rich woman. They try to do in the rich woman but Hercules Poirot uncovers the plot. 

I could afford the $15 for three movies this time. But I really have to stop getting movies because of the expense. GST is in 4 weeks. That would help somewhat. Yes, my life has come to this thanks to the physics of this dimension. 

"If you pay peanuts, you get monkeys."  The A-Team

This is a dimension of peanuts and monkeys when it comes to its physics compared with the physics of the afterlife. 

On the one hand, you don't take anything with you when you pass on to the next stage of life that's because on the other hand, you take all of it with you and with a much better set of physics. When one dies, the Universe which for them is uniquely tailored to them, goes with them. 

I imagine that there are some people who a person will only meet in this life in this dimension. In the afterlife, which is a much bigger place than the Earth, they would go to such vastly different places, zones, that they would never see each other again for all of eternity. They would go to different places because their personalities are completely different. 

Ken Dryden died. Anyone who was alive in the 70s remembers having Ken Dryden hockey cards. He was a goalie. 

Later on in life he became a lawyer and then a politician. He is a Canadian legend. 

Any Ken Dryden hockey card would be worth money, in good condition. 

Hockey exhibition games start on Saturday, September 20. Canucks play on Sunday. October 5 is the start of the regular season. 

Sunday, September 7, 2025 

What passes for love is often just the slow burn of certain glands that make up the limbic system. In the afterlife, you feel the totality of the spouses or significant others love for you stretched throughout all of time. 

I think I might be single for life to endure the slow burn of dimensional physics alone. 

I don't know the future but I learned not to fear it. The future is a pie made up of slices and one of the slices is good things better than could be imagined. 

When someone lies to me, that's one thing. When I BS myself, that's another. I always make up scary crap and then believe it. Princess Leia said, "Do me a favour. Say something optimistic." 

Others lie to a person. But the person BSes themself. It's the same thing. In either case it's untrue things either said either to another or to the self. 

It's useless to worry about words said, what someone said about you to others because things can change very quickly. Herman Woke, I mean Herman Wouk, The Winds of War. 

The Winds of Fate. I go to some social event, worry about what I said or didn't say, worry about what they said. Two years later, some of the people in that social circle either died or moved away. In two years I myself could be dead or move away. I seriously wonder if I'll still be around in ten years. 

No one knows the future. But the future isn't all bad. 

Once I was lonely, then I met a girlfriend. 

Once I was stuck in a town, then I went traveling. 

The winds of fate and the hand of God carried me. 

It will carry you too. 

This morning, I saw Karen. She said hello to me first so she spotted me first. 

She was as crazy as ever. I'm going to tell the entire crazy story. 

As I walked with her as we were headed in the same direction, I saw a Police SUV drive past. I was talking with Karen. She was as crazy as ever saying that she got live from a few people downtown. Then I noticed a guy stand beside us. I was very courteous with Karen. I also told her that she's beautiful which she is. She was wearing red lipstick today. First time I've ever seen that. 

We parted ways soon enough. With her talking about live I just got kinda weirded out. 

I went to Shoppers Drug Mart and as I walked back to my apartment, I saw that guy with the baseball cap again. He is obviously an undercover cop. 

On a cosmic level, the Police were saying,  "Be her friend. She's a good lady."  I donate to the Police charity every year. 

One time I went to a liquor store to get some beer for me and a lady I was just getting to know. A Police car drove passt in the parking lot as I left. It was an all white Police car. 

Later on, I had some fun times with that lady. 

The guy wearing the cap had on the cap, a miniature LGBT flag. Kind of scary. However, for some strange reason, seeing a gay person after talking with a lady means that I might score with the lady. It's as if the gay person was saying,  "You don't quite see it, but that girl likes you more than you think. We can tell!" 

And the Police know when a lady likes a guy or they wouldn't be much of a Police department if they didn't know that. Police magic. 

The Police appear very military however, they do love the citizens of  communities that they protect. Often, the Police like you more than you think. That's the ideal, anyways. I don't know about the reality. Of course they wouldn't like anyone who is intentionally a frequent criminal. That wouldn't be good. That would be awful. 

Most people intend to obey the law. Not only because they don't want to get busted but because it's the right thing to do. 

The next time I see Karen, I should say, 

"Karen. I'm surprised that you didn't find a guy already. I'm surprised that you'd want to talk with me. I have a few mental issues such as my missing upper teeth."

"Having missing upper teeth isn't a mental issue."

"Wanna bet? It sure has rocked my world." 

I thought about Karen in Church. With her lipstick, she is beautiful. I had an image of me and her together minus her craziness and I felt lifted, glowing, happy that I haven't for a long time. She is beautiful like Hailey, the actress in the movie Mission Impoolssible Final Reckoning. 

Society is very strange. When a man first meets a woman, its like,  "Who is she? What are you doing with her?" 

Be other with her for awhile then one day, you don't see her for two weeks and then it's like,  "What are you doing not with her? Aren't usually together? What happened? You should be together again!" 

And just when you thought you'd never see her again, one day there is a knock on the door, there is your friend. And next to her, is the lady. That's classic. 

If the female celestial protectors like Mother Mary has forsaken me, then I could be single for life. 

The important thing is to focus on your personality because that's the onky thing you can being with you into the afterlife. 

What about wife? In the one in a thousand chance she was a gold digger and didn't love you at all, just pretended to, and she put on a pretty good act, you won't be with her in the afterlife. So focus on developing the personality. The afterlife knows a person one thousand percent. 

The personality is what you take with you into the afterlife. Just as a great sword can only be made with a lot of stress and pressure, so the human spirit is refined according to God's will thorough the adversities faced. 

My neighbour, my Polish neighbour has been gone for a few days. I hope he's all right. He probably went to his relatives. He goes there sometimes. Nice bourgeois set up. 75' big screen TV, a few pets like a dog and a cat and a something else, I don't remember. One time he said he'd return on Monday and he returned on Wednesday. 

Not him, but for example, if someone got done in on the streets or where ever, somebody else's place, within 12 hours, the Police would visit their home to find out what they can. If someone did someone in on the street or where ever, there would be twice the number of Police! I didn't see anything like that. 

My friend is probably all right. However if someone got hospitalized due to some personal health issue and that person admitted themself to the hospital, the Police wouldn't show up for something like that. 

It wouldn't be spiritual to wish him anything except the best. 

The mind paints all kinds of fearful pictures. Drug overdose? Meth related heart attack? That would be an awful way to go. 

The first episode of Drsgnet Season 1 in 1967 was about a guy who sold Lsd to a lot of people. Then one day he himself died of a combination Lsd and barbiturates overdose. It would have been the barbiturates that did it because a person would have to take a lot of acid to die. They'd probably go crazy first. I would strongly advise anyone against, that is, against doing that drug. It is a dangerous drug. 

Its always the most edgiest drug of the time. 20 years ago, the streets has a lot of crackheads rather than meth heads. In the 1920s and 1930s it was whiskey heads. Whiskey was the edgy drug of the time and anyone on a bottle of whiskey could be quite edgy that's for sure. The streets were full of whiskey heads who would have been more sensational in the States since Canada didn't have prohibition. The bars on Granville Street in Vancouver were open during the 1920s. Visit that in the sfterloflife using time travel powers. That would be major. In the afterlife I would visit Vancouver all through its history. 

It would have been best to be White in Vancouver during most of the 20th Century especially the first half. But if a person was Chinese, they could enjoy Chinese food and the Chinese lived a very simple life. Christmas in Vancouver in the first half of the 20th Century would have had a heavenly vibe that would have been quite profound. 

I sense a strong heavenly geomagnetic vibe in Vancouver. 

Perhaps it's a subjective vibe since I know thee city. People who know the cities that they know would describes these cities as 'heavenly'. 

I worry about a lot of things. I would worry about anything like this. 

There is one guy in the hotel. Very friendly. Very chatty. Yesterday he wanted to try on my headphones for a few seconds. He then asked me if I wanted to go on a walk with him and another tenant which I always thought was "light in the loafers" as Robin Williams said. 

I'm worried that the guy might be queer and he wants to be my friend. 

I'm not queer and I don't want to be friends with anyone who is queer. 

Jesus said,  "Martha, Martha, you are worried about a great many things." 

In life, it would seem that sometimes, a person whom you think might be queer, isn't queer. Also people who you would never think are queer, are queer, and you will never find out either. 

That's another way of saying that there's nothing to worry about! 

A hetero person would say,  "I'm 100% hetero. I'm not even bi."

However a gay person might say,  "I'm 100% gay. I'm not even bi."

Life can be quite scary and edgy. My ideal is to live in a Catholic cloister or monastery but not a strict monastery in which if a monk meets a lady he connects with, he would be permitted to marry. Otherwise, it's a place of quietude. People are polite to one another and are diligent and disciplined. 

The life I live has a few picareqsque but not to the point of surly people. Karen with her live and bug phobia which she brings up each time and every time I see her. I onky see her for a few minutes once in whenever but she has to live with herself 24 hours a day. She's not a catch. She looks somewhat dreadful, fashion wise. A fashion train wreck. 

The strange neighbour whom I'm worried about. I'll have to talk with him and say,  "I don't know what's going on, but I have to tell you, I'm not gay. This is something that I worry about in general. It's none of my business if you're gay or not. I'm just saying that I'm not. You've been very friendly and talking with me a lot and that makes me paranoid that you might be gay. I worry a lot. That's where my mind goes to, worrying." Or something like that. 

"Because you've been talking to me a lot, I think you might be gay." 

I'm really worried about that guy. But he might just be an old school friendly. In the old days people weren't so paranoid. Or perhaps they were even more paranoid. 

I worry about all gay people. My friend Jim Arkansas, the Digger, said about all gays that "they should be lined up against a wall and shot."  He said that in the old Native societies in Canada and America, gay people were put to death. 

I say live and let live. I don't want to know of any harm or discrimination or toxic behaviour against any gay people. I would just rather respectfully avoid them. To you your life, to me my life.  I am Homophobie. I fear gay people. I mean, who doesn't? 

My life is going nowhere. I'm not suicidal and revere life and would be willing to live life fully for years, I still will just the same, be happy when I get to the afterlife and I've passed my life review. From that point, I can really start living. 

One does not pass their life review thinking, I won't live now, I'll only start living when I've passed my life review. One has to live now. One has to fully embrace the moment. This dimension with this set of whatever physics, that dimension with its much better set of physics. The one thing they have in common is the present moment. A personality is based on how they handle the present moment at any given moment in any of its iterations. 

Eckhart Tolle said that a lot of people see the present moment as a distraction, an inconvenience, an aberration compared with some point they want to get to in the future. Usually a point involving living in much better digs. 

Worry about someone. Then two years later find out that they died. The winds of fate. It is impossible to guess the future and worry is often a waste of time. Worrying for nothing. God is with you so worrying is a 100%  waste of time. 

Monday, September 8, 2025 

Today, I cleaned some sidewalks. 

At the pub, and a few other streets before I cleaned at a Church. 

Because of work, I had a massive, that is, massive muscle pull on my left side. I felt like I had to go to the washroom but was completely constipated. The pain was searing and sharp and at about an 8 out of 10. Of course knowing me and where my brain often goes, for awhile there, I thought I was dying. 

I have to tell the doctor. I feared going to the doctor or the hospital would make it worse. That's the definition of fear. I thought maybe walking it off can help. 

I walked to my dentist's office to look for the doctor. Not there. I told the receptionist. 

"Am I dying? My brain always goes there."

"I know. It's difficult. You're not dying. I'm sure you'll be fine."

I saw a few angel signs. A yellow e-bike and quite a few yellow cabs drive past. 

When I went home a few minutes later, the pain was pretty much completely gone. Even now, I can say that the pain is 0% which is great because this afternoon, I thought that it would be 48 hours before the pain even starts to go away. I'm completely cured. Someone or something or some strange force healed me. I'm not sure what it is but I am thankful. 

I heard of a story when someone was depressed and then asked a prayer group to say a prayer for him. Within a couple of days, he felt completely uplifted. The collective unconscious is a powerful thing. People genuinely wanted me healed. They saw I was in pain when walking down the street. I was going ooh, aahh, ooh, aahh, for two, three hours non stop. That's how painful it was. 

No pain now. I can enjoy my VR apps again and Game of Thrones Legends connect-3. 

Whoever or whatever healed me, I thank you for sending me a miraculous wave of healing energy. 

Remember the scene in One Hour Photo when Robin Williams was sitting on a sofa in the department head in his hands mulling things over, worried, sitting there for a long time. 

I'm worried about Karen. She said hello to me first so I wonder if she's stalking me. Then I wondered if that was an undercover cop there in case I did something inappropriate to Karen. But why would I want to do that? I was courteous to her the whole time and I made sure to stand a respectful distance from her at all times. She talks a bit loud all the time. It's the meds talking. That could draw the attention of an undercover cop which I thought that guy with the baseball cap was. 

I wouldn't mind dating Karen but only if it's done along a certain appropriate, respectful and lawful line. Romance is fine but it has to be done along a certain line. 

Hopefully, perhaps the Police know this about me. 

There are a million stories in the naked city. The cops were there for another case. 

One time I was sitting with Karen at the bus stop. We were holding hands. Then a cop car drives past. She went on the bus and I walked down the street. Two Police Officers were standing at the corner but they didn't talk to me at all as I walked past. 

Seeing Police patrols is a reassuring sight to a lot of citizens. The Police keep the streets safe. 

Television has been talking about steeling up Police patrols to combat street disorder. 

Karen talks crazy like that to everyone. She was wearing a black baggy hoody and baggy loose fitting black sweat pants. She looked like the ghost of Christmas future. Oh my Gawd! Norman Blackwell, the dead fashion critic would be aghast if he was alive and saw that. 

I'm thinking of perhaps moving to Port Alberni. I saw the Landmark movie theatre and the town and a wave just hit me. A heavenly wave. That town has the most exquisite through the roof heavenly Sunday vibes. I can tell just looking at it. I'll move there. 

Where ever I go, it goes without saying that I intend to be a law abiding citizen. I realize that I can be spot checked or monitored st any given time 24 hours a day as with everyone else in society. 

The Police have so many cases and new cases are being added all the time so the Police onky have so much time for anyone who isn't otherwise intending to break the law. 

In Port Alberni, the RCMP is the Police. If I moved there, I would make an annual donation to the Police charity. Why not? If everyone in town did that, the charity would raise quite a few million dollars and that horrid dreaded disease would have more and better treatment and life extension options. 

It is around this time last year one year ago that I started sweeping the grounds of the Courthouse. I didn't think I'd still do it. This town has good vibes but I've been totally desensitized to it. If I moved to a place far away for a few months and then came back, the vibes of this town would hit me like a wall. Hopefully, they are heavenly vibes. 

Karen. She could tone down her craziness and if she is willing to be with me, it could be quite a heavenly experience. I don't know if that would ever happen but at one time I never thought I'd see her wear red lipstick. It was the shade of dark cherry red which looks good on her. 

It's impossible to know the future. I won't even attempt to try. 

The movie Downsizing is on sale for $5. 

It's like Miniature World. I forget how the movie ends. Can a person really be shrunk like Dr Shrinker? "Dr Shrinker, he's a mad-man with an evil mind."

Life doesn't really start until I pass my life review. That kind of thinking will not help me pass my life review. The purpose is to enjoy with grace, any possible given moment that occurs. Whether in this dimension or in that dimension because that is two things that this dimension and that dimension have in common. The personality and the whatever present moment in the midst of whatever iteration. 

Don't think,  "I can't wait to get to the afterlife which is when life really begins."

Think,  "Whatever moment I find myself in, I intend to enjoy myself to the utmost." 

Downsizing, the movie is low key spectacular. 

I worry about the future with Karen. 

I quote Anthony Daniels when in 1977, wearing the C3PO costume for the first time, the said that one the left foot, there was a part of the metal heel that just jutted upwards knifing him in the foot with every step. 

"It was then that I began to worry about the days ahead.".

Thsts how I feel about Karen and other worri s in general. Worried s about the future. Old age, the body slowly breaking down. Wtf. 

Wednesday, September 10, 2025 

I worry about Karen stalking me. She's kind of crazy and even one of the guys who works at the Courthouse as one of the official paid janitors knows of her and he says she's crazy too. 

So it's not like,  "She's crazy around you? That's odd because she seems perfectly normal to me."  Nope. It's like,  "She has some mental health challenges." which is putting it mildly. 

Now I'm worried. I don't like stalkers. 

There are a few things to remember. Just as she is one in a thousand people I ever met, I am also one in a thousand people she ever met. 

Life hates a vacuum. I see her on aversge for a few minutes once every few weeks when I am unfortunate enough to just walk past and there she is, on the street, as I am going shopping for something. What were the chances of that? 

I see a beauty in her that I don't know if any young guys would see her as beautiful as she has aged ten years in the last three years. 

She carries a Bible with her wherever she goes 

But otherwise, she wears dumpy clothes. 

She doesn't stalk me. She does haunt places, it seems. She goes to certain places often and regularly. 

She looked like the ghost of Christmas future. 

That's interesting. But scary. True story. On the Sunday I saw her, one of my friends in the neighborhood was going to a local park with his family, mother and stepfather. Then on Monday, the day after, his stepfather's son died. Unfortunately, due to dementia or Alzheimer's, the stepfather wasn't fully able to register the News. He just looked somewhat confused. But that is Satanic. What did he die of? Who knows? It's none of my business. 

I'll be worried about Karen indefinitely. She stalks me but it's the kind of stalking where she wants to bring me at arms length so she can enact some passive-aggressive narcissistic revenge scenario, the 'I don't want him but I want him to want me' kind of scenario. 

This is what the forces of life dispatches me. I give diligence and discipline to life, sweeping the Courthouse grounds and that's the kind of delinquency that life gives me in return. It's the kind of country that can only give you trouble and can't give you advancement because it can't give itself advancement because it is a sparsely populated country which lacks the human resources to build the futuristic rockstar cities that other countries can so what you got is more stagnant backwaterness and the trouble that it can only offer as its the only thing it's capable of offering. 

The shopping malls in Asia are way more futuristic than those of this town or Vancouver. The shopping malls of Bangkok are way more futuristic and advanced than any in British Columbia. 

Will God or Jesus help me with stalkers or is God the one who sent me that stalker to begin with? 

Stalkers are part and parcel of the physics of this dimension. A person can find you in this dimension. In the afterlife, since it's purely 100% telepathy and teleportation, if you think that you don't want to see someone, they won't see you. It has to be mutual or not at all. 

I can't wait to get to the afterlife and experience the much better set of physics, which would be after my life review. I hope that I pass it although it will have edgy moments. It will be like every other event I ever worried about on this island which has a strange benign magic. I worry and worry, and worry about an event. I go to it and the event is usually overall, much better, much smoother than I thought it would be. There were a few edgy moments that are as bad I thought it would be, but they went away in an instant and it mostly turned out to be nothing to be worried about at all. 

If I see Karen again and am 100% laser focused on her, that would be one thing. Whenever I see her, my mind is half to three quarters somewhere else. I'm thinking about whether or not to travel to another town for a visit. I keep putting it off. I think of World War One airplane models. I should get the Fokker Dr1 and the Fokker D7. 

After a one day absence, the muscle pain in my lower left side returned. Not as painful as Monday but painful enough. I had to get Robaxacet aka methcarbamol and I took 2 aspirins and two ibuprofens in a mixture once known as phen-fen. No, wait, that's acetaminophen which works on cyclo oxygenase 3 and is not an anti inflammatory and ibuprofen which is an anti inflammatory and works on cyclo oxygenase 2. 

Acetlysalicylic acid is an anti inflammatory and works on cyclo oxygenase 1 and 2. Cyclo oxygenase enzymes are located in the brain, liver, lymph glands, spleen, stomach and other visceral sites throughout the body. 

So 1 robax, 2 ibuprofens and 2 aspirins. It worked. The pain is gone. 

Disturbingly, I traced the cause to food poisoning. It couldn't be repetitive motion or prologue posture basedd injury. Because I'm always doing these postures. 

One can of peas. Opened and in the fridge for at least a week and a half and a terrible fridge as well. Food poisoning has many symptoms. Headaches. Muscle aches and muscle cramping. I ate the canned peas on Monday and yesterday too. Canned peas as an ingredient mixed in with some other recipe. Mild food poisoning. 

Jane Siberry is coming back to town on November 22, at my Church. I wouldn't mind getting a ticket. Hopefully, it's not $100. 

Jane Siberry is legend. 

So many good songs. Her voice would sound somewhat different now. She sounded best in the eighties but to see a legend. That would be major. 

Bound By the Beauty, Under the Starry Sky, One More Colour 

Tickets, $52 each with taxes, etc. 

It would be like if this was the 80s going to see a 40s music icon like Whoever. However the dynamic is different because 80s music has a timeless quality that would sound not onky brand new but also profound even a few hundred years later. Music of the 60s to the end of the 80s is irreplaceable. 

There are great new musicians. Mickey de Grand IV is a genius. Psychic Mirrors. That guy is a musical demi-God. 

I don't know if I could afford the $52 and her voice doesn't sound the same as it did in the 80s. Check out concerts seen on YouTube. However she will always be a musical genius for her hit songs. I don't know all of her songs. Jane Siberry is a legend who is and will be forever loved. 

Today I made chawan mushi. 

1. Fry some ground beef, not much, with minced ginger and sesame oil with regular oil and some sugar. Fry it. Then drain and out in bottom of a bowl. 

2. Add 2 or 3 eggs, up to you, in the bowl. Mix well but be careful not to firm any bubbles. 

Add some water whatever amount and some miso soup paste. Add more sugar with vinegar if you have it. I have mulled wine vinegar, a luxury item which I got for $8 a bottle. Add some soy sauce and some sliced green onions. Give it another stir. 

3. Place aluminum foil on top of the bowl and place in a steamer. Steam for 15 minutes. 

That's it. Exquisite. There are large white chunks forming a marble texture. Thsts naturally formed tofu made when cooking. It has a silky custard taste. A small bay leaf could be added but its not essential. 

I had that with rice. Perfect for someone who is edentulous or in my case, semi edentulous. 

This isn't rocket science cooking. The French would add a dash of cream to the recipe and perhaps some shredded cheese, the high grade gourmet kind, brie, Camembert which let's face it is the same as brie, blue cheese, so many varieties like stilton, roquefort, Gorgonzola all which are acceptable for a turbo grade chawan mushi on cocaine. 

After cooking, add a tiny dash of truffle salt for the out of this world experience. 

With the truffle salt, I would give myself a Michelin 1 star but for that, I would also need julieened king crab legs and a dash of lump fish caviar. Lump fish caviar is saltier. Salmon caviar has that exquisite jelly texture and a moderate salty favour. 

With the KC legs and the caviar, it would be a Michelin 1 star for sure. 

Try the recipe yourself. Anyone can make this recipe as it requires no previous experience. 

It is impossible to guess the future. Don't fear it, that's for sure. Feel neutral at worst and very happy at best about the future. 

My writings have a way of coming back to me in movies and in technology. I once wrote that humans download information at birth and upload information at death and that humans are an ap within an app. The Universe is an app and humans are an app within an app. Not a month later, I was sold a tablet at an incredible price of $30. The tablet that took 14 hours to download 1 gB. However most apps did work fadt enough once they were fully downloaded, even Need for Speed Most Wanted on tablet which is the best most spectacular race car game I have ever seen graphic wise. VR graphics have nothing on this.

Mad Bullets on 2D tablet is quite spectacular. A masterpiece. 

Crimen VR equals Mad Bullets in terms of visual acuity and overall spectacular rendition. 

No VR racing game comes close when compared with NFS Most Wanted. 

However Dawn of Jets is better than any game on the tsblet. Gun Club VR is way better than Mad Bullets on Android. 

Thursday, September 11, 2025 

Today, I went to Sidney BC. I wore my suit with a brown and beige stylish paisley Christian Dior tie. 

I saw the F-86 Sabre. It was about as I remembered from seeing it last time. However last time I saw it, little did I know that the next I see it, I would have played Dawn of Jets VR. 

In that app, when a person flies a plane for 10 hours, they get a medal. There are ten planes. I have a medal for all the planes without even trying! 

I pick up slipping hazards. That's what I do. I've been doing that for quite a few years. Today, in Sidney, I saw on the street on a road next to a sidewalk, a transparent plastic up lid for a coffee from someplace of other. Where other people might not have noticed it or glossed over it, I picked it up. I'm glad I did that. Being transparent, someone could have missed it, hit it with their heel while looking in another direction and slip. The odds of dven that would have been about one in a million. Now, the odds are zero in a million. 

I'm glad I did that. As I did that, a Police car was driving past. They might have seen me do that. I'm happy to know that there are citizens who do that even if that citizen is me. 

The heavenly vibes hit with a deep grinding pithy intensity. Sidney is a very heavenly place. The heart melts into a massive oasis of bliss and heavenly feeling that eventually dissolves into a sea of heavenly realization. 

It used to be, in the 50s that Sidney was the noticeably less expensive alternative when it comes to renting a place. Now Sidney is very expensive to live. There might be a rooming house that is out of the way. 

My heart is prone to the heavenly vibes of any town and the heavenly vibes of Sidney was certainly present today. 

The main reason I went was to see the F-86, to appreciate the scale next to me. It's a good mighty jet. 

The other reason was to get one or two ties, but the ties were about $2 each so why not get a few? I got about seven. 

Two of my favorite ties I got in Sidney, 

1. Christian Dior, diagonal stripes, grey, light grey and red, very stylish indeed

2. Dark blue with shiny stars, then large hot air balloons with an American flag design, stars and stripes, and Santa Claus using the balloons as some kind of airborne vehicle. 

Sidney BC has a very beautiful body of water. The Gulf of Saanich. 

There are great shops there and the smell there is heavenly. Really nice smell. Clean. 

The future can have sudden good surprises. I didn't know I was going to Sidney today. I just thought, why not and wear nice clothing as well. I'm the only person I saw wearing a suit in Sidney BC today. 

Nobody 2 was a great movie. The story is more intense. 

I have no muscle cramps today. Whew. What a relief. It was definitely food poisoning. 

I'm eating fresh food. I got a basa filet and will fry that as a fresh lunch. Forget about frying. Steam-fry with ginger and scallions. And soy sauce. Reliable recipe. 

I can't wait to see the Running Man movie. There is supposed to be another sequel movie this year but I don't remember what it is. 

I had insomnia yesterday. So it's rather remarkable that I was able to make it to Sidney today. 

Klondike. That show on Tubi got me reeled in. 

Great show. Takes place in 1897 in the Klondike gold panning area. 

Gold is 19 times heavier than water. 

Two University graduates go to the Klondike. One of them is Jewish. The hotel manager refuses to rent him a room. What a damned racist. At about the start of the second episode, the Jewish guy winds up dying in some kind of accident. What a roast! 

A young lady owns the sawmill. She said, forget about gold. It comes and goes. The only thing people need more than that is wood and lumber to build houses, furniture, etc. Whoever controls wood and lumber is the real powerhouse of the gold panning North. 

Good show. She is a rich lady who hooks up with a poor guy, but he's not so poor. He's sitting on a gold mine. 

I'm in shock. But in a very good way. The Long Walk. Is in movie theatres, what. Today! 

Ray Garraty wins the long walk. The Major. Stebbins. Bought the ticket. They all bought the ticket except for Garraty. And when he won the race, he kept running and never stopped. That's a metaphor for he died of exhaustion when he won the race and his spirit kept running forever, never stopping. 

Seeing the movie at the theatres is pricey. I'll wait until it's available on video. 

The Running Man will be released in a few weeks. These are Stephen King stories. 

I read either of those novels. 

I hope that The Long Walk movie is done well. That's a movie where it can onky be done well or done terribly. There is no middle ground. 

The rice and leaves that I thought might be there weren't available at the grocery store today. They sometimes are and sometimes aren't. What a roast. I got other things instead. They had other things and if I looked, they were better things. This island very often has a way of presenting you with something that you at first think is ordinary but it's a high grade item. 

Items go in and out of stock all the time. So many new food businesses start up all the time. It might be there next time. 

Heather is in another dimension with a much better set of physics while I still have to be in the dimension where the physics include the possibility of going to a store and not finding what I was looking for. 

Heather did complete her life mission in a way that I did not in the way that she was a mother to children. More than one child anyways. 

I'd love to be able to live in Sidney BC one day. Someone who used to live in my hotel now lives in an Airstream trailer at a trailer park in Sidney. It is one of the retro 50s Airstream trailer with the metallic frills. A very nostalgic and great way of life. No upstairs neighbours, peace and quiet, a dim light in a trailer. Hopefully the trailer has enough room to play VR golf. 

When I was in Sidney, I did my utmost to comport myself as a responsible ape man. I even wore a suit. Of course a true responsible ape man would need to be carrying a briefcase to complete the ensemble just because. 

Although I didn't have a briefcase, I hope the people of Sidney didn't think of me as a crazy man. I'd rather be thought of as a responsible man. Even a responsible ape man. 

The thoughtform of the responsible ape an sewing a suit and carrying a briefcase occurred in 1993 after doing a line of cocaine. I was thinking of the best way to move about downtown in the most fascile and efficient way in the industrial sense. The responsible ape man is the paragon of urban expediting at its most platinum grade excellent best. 

The responsible ape man:

1. Wear a gorilla mask. 

2 wear a dark green suit. 

3. White shirt, black tie or a tie of any color or design 

4. A black briefcase full of papers important or else unimportant. It matters not. The very action of carrying any papers around even old comic books in a briefcase qualifies me as a responsible ape man. A responsible ape man can blend in smoothly and effortlessly  any given urban environment, even wearing the gorilla mask, in any city in the world. A responsible ape man in Bangkok, Thailand. A responsible ape man in New York. A responsible ape man in London. A responsible ape man in downtown Toronto or Vancouver. 

A responsible ape man is the paragon of modern urban efficiency. 

One massive worry about coloring my hair über West End German blonde is once the blonde grows out, for some damned reason, I'd have a lot more grey hairs than I do now. If I don't color my hair, I retain my natural dark hair color the longest. 

Star Wars Beyond Victory VR is a mixed reality tabletop pod racing game that is, let's face it, a mash up of Alex and the Jets VR, Demeo VR, and with a Star Wars pastiche. Whatever. No option to ride the pod racer in first person VR. What's the point then? 

I'm convinced that everyone in Sidney BC thinks I'm weird since I think I'm weird. That's why I'm not going back for quite a few months. Within the last couple of days, I saw a Sidney town hall meeting at Sidney City Hall which was in the News. That turned out to be an omen as I actually visited the town today. I got over the sluggishness of the mind and decided to go and see the F-86. I actually wouldn't have the guts to fly it in real life. The height? The speed? I'm not sure. 

I thought of and was tempted but could not afford to go to the Chinese restaurant or indeed any restaurant in Sidney at this present stage of my financial condition or rather lack thereof. I did get a small box of Nanaimo bars in Sidney BC. Does that mean I could get a small box of Sidney bars in Nanaimo BC? No. It doesn't. 

The heavenly vibes of Sidney are still with me as I write this in the evening. I'd love to live there one day. A person has to be super 100% normal and 100% sane to love in Sidney BC, I would think. Just about everyone there seems to be really sane. They have done better with the physics of this dimension than I have but this still doesn't make me want to quit life. Doing better is something that exists on a lot of levels. I can ride a skateboard at my age. Not everyone can. So in that way, I am doing well with this set of dimensional physics. 

Sidney like any other place has a lot of weeds growing at the base of buildings and on the sidewalks. It would be simple for me to remove it but that's where things can get crazy. If I did that, people would ask me what I'm doing. Probably call the Police. Who knows. There are quite a few weeds that look like what they look like now. Wait a few months and then see what they look like. I could remove them. I'd love to, but don't want to seem weird. I must maintain proper and appropriate decorum at all times in any town I live in. 

I would bring a garbage bag, a small broom without handle and a dust pan all placed in a large shopping bag. And my weed removal chisel tool. 

The thing is, once done once, it becomes a spot of perhaps lifelong or else indefinite amount of time maintenance. I'd have to go back once a month or a couple of months. 

Not to be selfish but to set boundaries. I do the areas that I do in my city. Usually the region near the Courthouse. There is no Court ordered Community Service for me. I'm doing this from sheer altruism. The Court house is a place that ought to be cleaned if no one else is otherwise doing it. The Courthouse personnel when they leave and see the grounds swept when it otherwise hadn't been for a few days they would be happy that someone in the public appreciates their work enough to see to it that the Courthouse is swept clean for that day, and for a lot of days. 

I appreciate the work that they do. There is a scientific nature to the work which is admirable. 

So I'm not going to remove the weeds at Sidney although I'd love to and the area would have a really clean look on the scale of China and Europe. 

If I was to show up in Sidney and all of a sudden start removing weeds, that would look weird. The cops might quiz me as they might quiz anyone doing that. 

Funny. One time, I spent half an hour meticulously removing weeds from an area of a sidewalk near where I live. Ha ha. A week later I see that section of sidewalk completely knocked out and gone and replaced with a new segment of sidewalk freshly constructed. 

Telescopes. Are they used to look for asteroids that might hit the earth? 

There is a VR app called We're Here With You At The End of the World. Sounds apocalyptic and eschatological. 

The story is true and truly bizarre. On one of the many islands of Hawaii, they got a notice on their cell phones that read. 

This is not a test. This is an emergency broadcast warning. Ballistic nuclear missile to hit this region. 

Naturally everyone freaked out. Except that it tuen d out to never happen. 

One day when I have a lot of time on my hands and nothing else to do, I'll watch this VR presentation. It's free but if you don't have VR, I'm sure the entire thing is on for free on YouTube in a 2D presentation. Who cares? It's the story that you want to hear anyways. The anxiety and panic attacks would have been massive to the point of simply unimaginable. 

Do my neighbours feel fear? No. They go to University, Uni-fear-sity. 

Du nicht fürchte, you no fear. 

Speaking of which, every October at the University movie cinema they show classic horror movies like The Thing, Friday the 13th, Halloween, and The Shining. 

I miss my Sweetness. I miss The Beautiful. I don't know how I can make it without her although for awhile I wondered how I could make it with her. I'll never encounter sweetness on that level ever again. 

So, after telling people on about 50 occasions that I was going to go to Sidney and didn't go, I finally went. I was walking around on the street and thought, why not go? 

I was going to go last week. I left the pawn shop after getting the Psp UMD movie Elf starring Will Ferrell for $5, on sale, I thought, why not go to Sidney. Unfortunately as I needed $6 for an all day pass on the bus, I only had $5 with me. For the want of a nail, the kingdom was lost. So I skipped it. I went back to the embryonic cocoon comfort of my cave and watched movies on YouTube. 

But I went today. I wish I could live there one day or stay there for an extended period. I would be willing to work for that town clearing weeds. I would have to write a letter to City Hall and ask them. 

It would go something like, 

"Dear Sidney BC City Hall. I work clearing weeds from the sidewalk as a volunteer job. I approach this job with an architectural perspective that sidewalks clear of weeds adds to the beauty of a building and indeed of a neighbourhood. It makes the area look more "West Side". More rich. I would be willing to do this for Sidney as I love the town for its heavenly vibes and my dream is to live there one day. Hopefully this would be something that the Police would be all right with as well, as it goes without saying." 

Those weeds will get worse before they get better and I've seen a few of those specimens of weeds in its fully grown stage and its really quite frightful. 

Friday, September 12, 2025 

Jumper. From Steven Gould. Movie on sale for $5 on YouTube. The father. 

The book is a lot different from the movie. In the book he teleports from his abusive father's house to a bank vault. In the movie he teleports from the bottom of a lake to a library. 

Impulse, the mother. Available on YouTube as an original series. 

Exo. The daughter. 

All from Steven Gould. A trio family of teleporters.

I've always thought of teleporting. It could be available as technology 100 years from now. Telephones and live television, video chats is a kind of teleporting using the same kind of quasi interdimensional geometric coordinates. 

Teleporting would make traveling a lot easier. 

In the old days a person can move to another country and just stay there forever. 

With airplane travel a person can onky stay for 30 days or get a 60 day tourist visa. 

With teleporting, a person will only be able to get a 6 hour visa enough to see a movie, have lunch and do some sightseeing, shopping. 

A person can't just teleport to the middle of a street. It will be regulated. There will be teleportation stations similar to airports. 

Teleporting involves molecular deresolution and molecular reconstitution. I doubt that this could ever be done. 

Teleportation and time travel which are really two forms of the same thing when it comes to quantum physics which wouldn't differentiate, are impossible. Unless a time machine and a teleporter like in Star Trek was invented. Not possible. 

Teleport how? Teleport at the speed of light or faster. 

Anything st the speed of light or slower is still in the realm of this dimension's set of physics. This includes the radio waves of cell phones. Maxwell's equation. Radio waves travel at the speed of light. 

Teleportation at the speed of quantum suoerposition and quantum entanglement, Einstein-Rosen bridge is interdimensional. This is much much faster than the speed of light. Therefore any technology that involves interdimensionality is impossible. 

The subjective linear model of time. 

September 1 - - - > September 2 - - - > September 3 etc etc 

The objective non linear model of time in the afterlife involving time travel. 

September 1 - - - > June 5 - - - - - > July 24 - - - - > December 7 - - - - > January 18

Which is what things could look like if a person ever got a time machine. Or else to experience something like that in this dimension, read a bunch of newspapers of different dates and in whatever random order. 

Of course, with a time machine, a trip to the distant future returned from yesterday is a past event. A trip to the distant past in a time machine that will be started tomorrow is a future event. 

However even in the afterlife if someone traveled to whatever, you name it set of dates in some kind of linear consecutive order, while one lives in the present moment and it is all the present moment even if its just an aspect of this iteration of the present moment namely the past and future, whether a world that involves time traveling or not, events are remembered in different orders to paint a picture. 

A person has a few hobbies. They have a set of memories that involves one hobby and not in consecutive order because some events are omen connected and other events are coincidence connected. Meeting one person was an omen that you would meet another person who would give some deeper advice connected with this line of learning. Other people are reminders that the person in the past gave a deeper advice about this line but you had to meet a person with a simpler explanation at a more basic level so as to enhance and complete your understanding of a topic. There would be a different set of such omen coincidence connected memories linked to a talent in playing a musical instrument, another set of memories connected with learning how to fly an airplane, another set of memories in a different and necessarily specific order linked to the learning of another talent. It could be learning another language. One learns a word in a language. This is an omen that one would meet another person to complete their learning. Then years later a person meets someone who explains the root word and the sorry behind it and how that word kinks to other words or links to words with the English language. 

The present moment is what is truly lived. Sets of different memories in different orders establishes the basis of memory and personality. History is events in consecutive order which uses the linear time dynamic. Memory and personality is certain sets of non consecutive memories of similar significance of topic which uses a non linear sequential time dynamic. 

The afterlife dimension just has an extra added layer of the basis of their personality, memories being in a non linear sequential order operating under a non linear time dynamic. 

While in this life dimension has as the basis of their personality, memories being in a non linear sequential order operating under a linear sequential time dynamic. 

If you meet someone now who gives you level 1 knowledge and later you will meet someone who gives you level 2 knowledge of whatever topic, meeting the person now is an omenistic meeting. In other words, this is if you encounter the problem before encountering the solution. 

If you meet someone now who gives you level 2 knowledge and later you meet someone who gives you the essential level 1 knowledge needed to complete and augment your understanding of a topic, meeting the person now is a coincidental meeting. In other words, this is if you encounter the solution before encountering the problem. 

A omen is of  the future. A coincidenceis of the past. 

But since learning is a ladder of ascending from the simple to the intermediate to the advanced, memories involved in learning often take a non linear trajectory of melodies operating within linear time in this dimension, but since learning continues in the afterlife, it would then involuntarily and necessarily involve learning in a non linear trajectory of memories operating in non linear time. 

I think out of the box. I'm a genius. However, operating under the rip off duress of the physics of this dimension, I don't get the compensation I should for revealing such knowledge. Some of my friends and relatives have gone to the better dimension with a completely non rip-off set of physics while I'm still under the grim auspices and deprecatory aegis of the definitely rip off physics of this dimension. 

I'm not suicidal and am still willing to give life the old college try, I still envy those who are in the next phase of life. Compared to them, they're out of the womb while I'm still in the womb so to speak. Beebs is out of the womb! The sweetness of Beebs. I miss my sweetness. 

Don't worry, my writing, including this paragraph will come back to me one day in movies and technology. It's cosmic. 

1. Initial acquisition of knowledge. 

2. Understanding of knowledge. 

3. Application of knowledge. 

1. Me banging out a paragraph revealing some more out of the box thinking. Initial acquisition. 

2. Movies. Understanding. 

3. Technology. Application of knowledge. 

"This is the academic knowledge. Technology is proprietary knowledge and cannot be divulged to the public." the movie Passengers, paraphrased. The gist is there. 

At the Vancouver public library over 30 years ago, there was a park bench that UBC carver named Michael Newman carved. He's dead now because he was quite old over 30 years ago. From left to right, the park bench carving was a tryptich of a person sitting in meditation facing to the left then meditating facing center then a person in meditation facing right. This obviously symbolizes acquisition of knowledge, understanding of knowledge and then application of knowledge. 

God operates in the non linear timeline. That's why His plan, His Schedule is so elusive to the mind of humankind. 

So the way this particular non linear model of time works is more like Edge of Tomorrow adapted from All You Need is Kill rather than Jumper. 

Jumper is teleportation only and along a linear model of time. 

Edge of Tomorrow is teleportation along a non linear model of time. 

Why is God only male, why no female God? That's patriarchy of thousands of years ago. 

Except for in religion, in politics and in the judicial branch of government in today's society the intellectual authority and spiritual might and physical prowess of women are recognized. Sure, men are in general physically stronger than women but there are 2% of women anywhere who can win against 98% of men in a fight. For sure! 

There ought to be more of a recognition of female forces in the Divine Plan. Catholics venerate Mother Mary. What about Protestants? No Hail Marys for them, I guess. 

I'm still a Protestant. My cousin Tom the major Christian made it his life mission to convert the entire family to Protestant Christianity. Imagine if he was a Catholic. How different things would be. 

"Dorothy knew that it was useless to argue any further. When her father talked about golden days with his cousin Tom the baronet, she knew that all further argument was lost."  George Orwell, A Clergyman Daughter, paraphrased 

Yesterday, I bought a tub of ice cream that was on sale at a reduced price. Reese's pieces. That's my favorite. I was in over my head. The cream started to melt within two hours in my crappy fridge. My fridge is about a 7 out of 10, at best, on good days just sfter all the ice has been defrosted, again. 

So I had to think fast. I ate one third of the ice cream and now have two thirds in a bowl, melted but still somewhat good as I added some sugar and some caramel too. I won't get ice cream any more as my fridge is completely inadequate and unacceptable as a vector of ice cream storage. Betches. Wretches. Just plain awful. That was a few dollars down the drain. 

One man who wins all the eating contests. He ate 28 pounds in ten minutes. I'd be dead if I tried that. A stomach can only eat so much before anxiety and panic sets in. 

I need to take a few days off in order for the mind to rest as well as the body. It's been a year since I volunteered to work sweeping the grounds of the Gerichtsgebäude or the Courthouse. 

The word for building in German, Gebäude sounds like ge body. A building is a body. 

A Gebäude is a body. 

I had a dream where I saw the movie Dune 2 in a building. The theatre had no seats. Everyone sat on the floor and there was a single structural railing for some kind of futuristic aesthetic. Then teleport as one does in dreams, to a point outside the building. There is a figure on the building, a purple silhouette of a body with head, arms, torso and legs superimposed on the exterior of the building as if someone projected a laser image on it. 

The head is the top floor, executive management, CEOs. 

The body is the main structural operations maintenance, electrical systems, temperature controls, ventilation, computer networks, etc

The arms represent the work the building does for the neighbourhood and to a larger extent, the world. Accounts payable, accounts receivable. 

The legs represent the foundational support structures, Beams, floors, structural engineering, shoring the ground before building for extra foundational support. 

I'm sure that architects and construction workers have known this for years. 

I need to feel the strong heavenly nostalgia of any given season at any given time. 

I need to hear that I am loved from people whom I look up to and respect intellectually. 

Therefore, if I was ever on the pulpit as a Priest, I might say, 

"I know a lot of you feel uncertainty and a kind of emotional numbness as do I. Might I remind you that you are all loved more than you realize. 

Scientific studies have shown that people don't criticize you and judge you as much as you judge yourself. Most people you met like you more than you realize. Just as most people see other people at Church as normal and without issues or any weird secrets in the past or any weird secretions in the @ss, they view you the same way, ideally, that is. I don't know about realistically. 

Metanoia is concept that is the opposite of paranoia. Metanoia supposes that most people would and would help you if given the chance. Paranoia supposes that people have some awful intention towards you. That's just not true. A few people in society do have bad intentions but they are stealing from themselves because one day they will have to go through a life review where they feel every emotion that they made others feel during their embrangelement with the physics of this dimension aka their life in this earthly plane of existence. 

There is a God with a grand design for life. There are forces that are greater than the earth and that travel within and without the linear timeline. 

So remember that you are loved. The future loves you. God loves you and most people on earth would if not love, give at least a nod of acquiescence and acceptance when they encounter you on the street or in the halls of commerce and in the marketplace. 

Some things can amplify feelings of nostalgia. Movies that depict orange dim lighting and affluent houses of past eras like Victorian London. Hot chocolate.  Tea with lots of milk and sugar, that is, lots. Music, particularly 60s, 70s and 80s music, Pat Metheny, Allan Holdsworth, all good music. Dave Grusin and the NY-LA dream band live at Budokan. 

To complete the sermon, you must remember that you are much loved. Lots of people in town love you. The Church loves you and God loves you and as Jeremiah 29:17 says, God wants to provide you with a good future better than you can imagine. In fact, the Bible says that somewhere,  "It is not been seen, heard, or imagined, the good things that God has in store for the faithful." 

That means the afterlife for sure. Some people live life with some kind of medical issue that won't ever be cured. For life. However the afterlife promises and is guaranteed to be quite a blast. 

Forget about any memes wrapped up in the physics of this dimension. They are nice, that is undeniable, sure, accept it if it's available to you, but remember the most important thing is to develop the personality. That's the only thing you bring with you to the afterlife.

One of the hallmarks of a developed personality besides love is their skill at handling the present moment in whatever iteration. Be grateful and not complaining. Thankful for where ever you live however humble. Yearn for a better place but if that doesn't happen, the skill is to do a lot with little rather than to do a little with a lot. 

That's it, the end of the sermon."

Learn to cook a gourmet meal with $5 worth of ingredients like a chawan mushi with basa fish fried with oil, sesame oil, chopped ginger and green onion, sugar, soysauce and then a water and cornstarch reduction emulsion included. 

Place that at the bottom of a bowl and then pour the chawan mushi mixture of egg and miso soup paste with some water aka dashi. Make sure to add enough sugar with the fried fish and cornstarch and water reduction. Or you don't have to add sugar at all. Chawan mushi is a kind of custard so why not add sugar? I'm wondering about the original custard recipe. It's probably eggs, milk and cornstarch and then steamed in a bowl well covered wiith a lid. I'll research this. 

I'm going to try the chawan mushi recipe with fish. 

National Treasure part 1 and part 2 The Book of Secrets on sale for $5 each. 

I was mulling over whether or not to get it. 

The I clicked on to the trailer for part 2 randomly at some point near the center and got the words, "ingham Palace." Rewind.  "We need to go to Buckingham Palace." 

That was a sign. I had to get it. 

I myself am a National Treasure for my writings and for my animated cartoons. 

Lord of the Rings, The Thrid Age Gba. Herbs level 1, understands herbs and healing. 

I, understand the objective and subjective and linear and non linear models of time. 

With this understanding, I will hit the ground running once I get to the afterlife. So will a lot of other people because I shared this knowledge on the internet. 

In the afterlife, I will meet people who will say,  "That comment that you posted on YouTube about the objective and subjective experiences of the algorithm of time as well as about the physics of this dimension and the one Planck second singularity download being the shell and we're just parsing through the data really changed my life. 

It would be the same comment again and again just like when you see a famous movie celebrity and say,  "I'm a fan. I really liked the movies you were in, this movie and that movie, etc etc.". Same thing just about, over and over again. 

National Treasure, even though its an old movie, has aged well. I wouldn't mind going on a treasure hunt, purely on a vicarious level, of course. Going on a real treasure hunt would be a hassle. Lots of effort and what if you don't find the treasure? Usually, people don't find the treasure. 

National Treasure is purely fictional and only loosely based with the most tenuous connections to actual history. There is no historical treasure like that. 

Spectacular movie. 

Small town Sidney is heaven. The Chinese restaurants. Just thinking about it brings a heavenly wave of bliss to the guts. That's a relief from what I've felt for a long time which is anxiety. Feelings of bliss are a blessing from God. 

Every single small town. If you think of restaurants there, you can get a feeling of bliss. 

When I have money again, I have to visit the restaurants there again. 

I will get over this. I can do this. I can win again! 

I otherwise think at this point that it would be financially impossible for me to ever afford a place in Sidney BC. Which depresses me to a great extent. This is why I somewhat dread the future. 

However, just thinking about the town is heavenly. 

Saturday, September 13, 2025 

Today, I cleaned the walkway at the Old Spaghetti Fsctory. 

Somebody in the United States, a Trump supporter named Charlie Kirk got shot. Someone didn't like his opinions. 

That's awful. I thought the United States had the First Amendment, Freedom of speech. 

Eveyone has political opinions. When it comes to political opinions, we're all points on the curve. 

That guy got shot because he supported Donald Trump? Lots of people support Donald Trump. 

This is a classic one two punch which is what you get whenever there is a disconnect between the 1st and the 2nd amendment being freedom of speech which is the first amendment and ha, the right to bear arms which is the second amendment. 

It's placement, one next to one another similar to the ATF, alcohol tobacco and firearms as if use of one leads to use of any of the others. 

Nobody should be shot for their opinion. His namesake, Charlie Hebdo. 

That's another Charlie who got killed for his political opinions. Actually that was the name of a magazine that depicted a political cartoon that was extremely offensive to Muslims. So the editor who worked there was killed. 

This has to stop. The person who did that is an idiot. Now he's facing the death penalty. Nobody wins. 

The angry hippie protestors are back at Fairy Creek somewhere up island. The BC Supreme Court in Vancouver granted an injunction meaning that the loggers can do their work and the protestors are legally obligated to leave. 

The foreman wearing the white construction hat should say to the protestors. 

"We know that old growth forests are very beautiful. Some of those trees are at least 500 years old. But if we don't log the area, what if there's a forest fire? Who wins? I'm sure you've seen News stories about so many forest fires on the island. If you get your way and there's a forest fire, that would be a pyrrhic victory, literally as well figuratively."

Would that logic work or would such words enrage the angry hippies even further their rage in all likelihood strengthened with massive hits of magic mushrooms. Psilocybin cubensis. 

One of the protestors looks like she has anorexia. How does one simultaneously deal with anorexia and protesting at the forest? That's quite the existential juggling act. 

Did you hear about the pregnant anorexic? Now she's eating for one. 

With my upper teeth gone, I sound like Sylvester the cat. Sufferin succotash! 

I searched and was massively, that is, massively disappointed when I saw that the Ai generated answer was, "No, the television series Impulse does not talk about the science of teleportation. Instead it deals with the emotional impacts on individuals and in the community regarding  teleportation." or words to that effect. 

I could come up with something. 

The science behind teleportation. 

First of all how do you science the impossible? There is no such thing as a teleportation machine. Complete fiction. 

Teleportation would involve molecular deresolution and reconstitution. Impossible. A person would be dead if that happened. 

Vampire to vampire bat. First solid vampire, then holographic vampire then holographic bat then solid bat. In that order. A teleportation machine would need to do that as well as to relocate the person, where, on the other side of the world, on another planet, in the soalr system, in this galaxy, what, in another galaxy? How far can it be pushed? If I got teleported to another galaxy, I would die on the spot of a panic attack. How many Earth lengths away? With Einstein Ian time dilation, even if I went back at the speed of light, it would be thousands of years in the future when I get back. 

The Philadelphia Experiment has been debunked as a hoax. The US military has no official documented case of teleportation and time travel of an aircraft carrier called The USS Eldridge. Someone, a former pilot, drunk at a bar made up the story. 

Teleportation as a phenomenon does exist in the interdimensional universe. 

Teleport either using Maxwell's equation the speed of light or teleport using quantum entanglement quantum superposition Einstein Rosen bridge. 

Ghosts and spirits teleport at the speed of quantum entanglement and quantum superposition. 

Teleportation of sound and voice and live images are possible with cell phones and with televisions. The conduit or vector of such telecommunications are radio waves. As Maxwell's equation demonstrates, radio waves travel at the same speed as light waves. So do microwaves, ultraviolet, radio, infrared, X rays, and gamma rays all travel at the same speed as the speed of light. 

Teleportation is space travel experienced on an objective level. Linear space travel is subjective space travel. 

Time travel is time experienced on an objective level. Linear time is subjective and not the other way around which is precisely what Einstein meant when he said that everything is happening simultaneously. 

Time is a modality, a dynamic. The linear model of time is an algorithm within the algorithm of the non-linear, time traveling, time dilation, model of time. 

To quantum physics, time travel and teleportation are the same thing anyways, quantum physics does not differentiate between the two as the two are not mutually exclusive because time travel is a kind of teleportation and teleportation is a kind of time travel. 

So in the afterlife, since time and space have been reduced to code since this life is the procedurally generated content and the afterlife is the command prompt but God is the source code, its not so much about where you are and when you are as so much of life in this dimension is about, it's more about who you are and how you are. 

Code. Like Dan Aykroyd said in Ghostbusters,  "Ghosts are past memories intruding on present time."

Coincidence is code from the past intruding on present time. Omens are code from the future intruding on present time. The present doesn't morph into the future. The future morphs into the present. The present doesn't morph from the past, the past morphs from the present. There is no past and future as Einstein said that they are illusions. So either a coincidence or an omen is a currently accessible rather than inaccessible souvenir from an aspect of this iteration of the present moment. 

I doubt that I'd ever see anything like a teleportation machine during my lifetime. Even if I did, it would only teleport inanimate objects. Sure, right. No. It's impossible. 

Tomorrow is the annual Terry Fox Run. 

There is a new Terry Fox monument unveiled in Coquitlam called The Gateway of Giants. 

Really? I thought that it would have been called The Gateway of Disappointment since Terry Fox died before he could finish his run. That was certainly Satanic. 

It would have been that the final score was, 

Satan - 1

Terry Fox - 0

Or at the very least

Cancer - 1

Terry Fox - 0

The good news is that if Terry Fox had that same cancer today, he not onky would have survived, he wouldn't have lost his leg. 

The problem with cancer is that there are about a hundred varieties ranging from totally treatable and beatable to there is still much that we don't understand about this variation of the epidemiology. We can give you something to manage the pain namely a morphine drip attached to an intravenous butterfly syringe. 

There is a few charities that address this specific pathology of the body. With time and additional research, more will be discovered about this vile wretched scourge of a disease. 

My advice:

It will be scary. Give it the old college try. Chances are, you will go on living for years. But if all else fails, if the painkillers are no longer working and the cortisol is just raging throughout the body and it gets worse over time, get ready for a much better set of physics as you then opt to be euthanized. Don't do chemotherapy if you can avoid it. 

Platinum analogues and nitrogen mustard, hair falls out, appetite and sleep suppressed, it would be as ghastly as taking golytely before a colonoscopy. Avoid that, cut out the middleman and opt to be euthanized. 

This hospital uses a high powered barbiturate called sodium pentobarbital. Barbiturates don't really put a person to sleep. It just knocks out their CNS central nervous system. Then the hospital uses potassium cyanate. Cyanide capsule like in the World War 2 movies. Bite down and a person is dead in less than one minute. That's f*cking square. 

If possible, go for a Royal Speedball. I would recommend a massive dosage of one and a half grams of heroin as one gram of heroin is the usual lethal dosage, why not make extra sure and I was going to say two grams which is the lethal dosage of cocaine but what the f*ck, go for an eightball which three and a half grams of cocaine. 

They do say that meth is about three times or three hundred percent stronger than cocaine and the initial rush lasts a lot longer. Stronger and longer. I have no experience with such a drug nor do I wish to. Theoretically, this could be a better option so a new school Speedball of half a gram of alphamethyl fentanyl aka China White and one full gram of "that sold out faster than $10 @ss in TJ" grade liquid crystallized meth amphetamine. 

"Have you ever tried liquid MDMA?" Syriana 

In that case, a patient turns the tables and changes the dynamic to 

Patient plus Royal speedball - 1

Cancer - 0

The prosthetic leg that Terry Fox had. Its like comparing dentures if today to the dentures of the 70s. The dentures of today feel even better than the original teeth, a lot of people say. A modern prosthetic leg could feel better than the original leg with a silk lined inner padding, graphene frame and Monroe shock absorbers and struts. 

Sunday, September 14, 2025 

When you see someone with something you want or envy just remember from what dynamic it is from. You are in a dimension where you can't teleport, you only have so much time to do things before it is one day over, you can't read their mind and they can't read your mind. No wonder seeing someone else with something you want is mildly upsetting. You are completely wrapped up in the physics of this dimension. 

This dimension is intensely and most intimately connected with the afterlife dimension which is one level up. There is another level up beyond the afterlife and another level beyond that but these next levels are as unimaginable to us as life as an adult is to an embryonic fetus in the womb. 

This world is like looking into the lens of the projector, a small, confusing, jumbled image and the afterlife is like looking 180 degrees the other way and seeing the image projected onto an IMAX screen, full free, expansive, vastly more expressive. 

So that's why everybody's afterlife will be uniquely different whatever image they put into the small projector lens of their life on this earth will be projected onto the large screen of their afterlife existence. Metaphorically speaking. 

This life, this dimension is like the water in the hose which it emanates from and the afterlife is the fully watered garden. 

This life is the bow and the afterlife is the arrow. 

Therefore a person has a life review that is most intensely and profoundly still connected to this life, and a person can look in on and even watch over their loved ones from the interdimensional vantage point of the afterlife. 

So it is important not to do yourself in but to develop your personality. Doing oneself in would be a terrible way for that person to develop their personality. 

Developing your personality means being happy with what you have. The Greek stoics said,  "If you are not happy with what you have, you most likely won't be happy with what you want when you get it." 

Developing the personality means not seeing the present moment as an aberration, a distraction, a blockage, a perversion, an inconvenience in the way of your imagined better and perfect future. 

Developing the personality means thanking God every day for the gift of life. Even if you can do this every minute, that would be best. The Bible said,  "And I shall meditate on the Lord all day and all night."

Jesus said that the personality is the only thing you can take with you to the afterlife, so make it a good one. However, he said it in not so many words, he said it as,  "Store not your treasures on the Earth. Store your treasures in heaven where dust and moths doth not corrupt."  

Jesus said,  Do not worry. God will take care of you. Sure! Sure! God takes care of flowers and birds. Are humans not more majorly than flowers and birds? Worrying will not add even one second to your life. 

Developing the personality means not worrying. That worrying is the mind, otherwise lacking the actual empirical facts, is the mind taking shots in the dark, ballpark guesses and then actually believing it. Just know that you don't know the future. Besides often, here and there at the edges, the future has things that are better than you previously imagined. 

Developing the personality.  Zen saying: "Thank you for everything. I have no complaints whatsoever."

The thing is, all I ever do is bloody complain. Mainly, it's been distilled as of late to complaints about the physics of this dimension. Why complain about the physics? Why bite the hand that feeds? What God takes with one hand, He gives with another although its usually vice versa. Anyways the physics of this dimension produced a lot good rock songs during the 60s to the 80s, and a lot of good movies and stories. 

Meeting personalities in this dimension has the shared sentimentality of being in the trenches together and using our wits to overcome the peculiar dimensional physics based challenges that life on this Earth can sometimes bring. 

The truest friends are found in the trenches. 

A person will meet personalities for the first time in the afterlife. They might have lived a life on this Earth but they would not have had any shared experiences of life on this Earth. 

"When did you live?" 

"I died a few hundred years before you were born but I was a doctor and I understand that so are you. I can tell you how doctoring wa during my era. It's not as backwards and primitive as you think as every age has its secrets."

"I could tell you how the medical industry has changed and what it evolved into. We're next level for sure from the kind of medicine that you practiced. We use quantum computers that can download a few terabytes a second!" 

That's called a singularity. The one second time signature of the download is the shell. The rest is parsing through the data using whatever amount of time is required. One second is the estimated time. More likely the computer did that in a mere fraction of a second! 

I cleaned weeds off of the sidewalk for a restaurant, two restaurants but they did not notice me and run out with something to eat to give me for working for them. In Thailand and Japan, they would be on the ball enough to do that. 

The Japanese guy in the movie The Last Samurai said it best about the West,  "Do not expect any honour from them. This is a land of cheap traders."

This is the island of entitlement. This is a Province governed from an island just like country is a country governed from an island, another island. The London funnel. The Vancouver Island funnel. The island gets money and resources from the mainland and in return the island gives them policies and regulations. Total disconnect. So it's all too natural and innate for these islanders to go through life with such an air of entitlement that they will actually see people work for them and like stupid ignorant animals be happy to see that and give nothing at at all in return. Island of takers. Its grafted into their political system, they take and take and take and take from the mainland. No other Province in Canada is governed from one of its satellites like this one is. This is the kind of people I'm dealing with. And this is something that God sees. God sees their ignorance and sense of entitlement. 

He will help me. I wish I were in Thailand or Japan. Those places are better. 

Island living. Penguin Island. Hippie dippie Island. Entitlement Island. A land and realm of rarefied bullsh*t. 

If you're on the mainland and thinking of moving to the island, don't. The mainland is a rock show. The island is a backwater. 

This is not entirely true. There is one hotel that I clean for very near the Courthouse. Often, the manager walks out and gives me a cup of coffee. Black. Right-o. 

The island doesn't just give policy and regulations to the mainland because that would be oppressive and odious. Things I have seen are signs. I saw Island Brie from Comox at the Les Amis du Fromage cheese shop in Vancouver three years ago. I saw a sign on Robson street on a Vancouver walking tour video. The sign read, Island Farms, milk, coffee cream and ice cream. Island farms is good. They use real milk and not processed or powdered milk. 

"Come in with the milk. Come in with the milk." Leonardo di Caprio, The Aviator 

I have had lots of examples of kindness that was on the level of profound. One time, I lost a Christmas cracker from England. I found it in the park where I dropped it, and it was placed next to a tree, but the thing is, no one cracked it like I thought they would have. That's kindness. 

No one on the mainland of BC thinks that Vancouver Island is an island of takers. But if they did, whoever thinks that is wrong. 

There is a saying. 

Parents are the bow and the children are the arrows. This is the ideal. More often, the reality is:

- Parents are the arrows, the children is the bow. That's when you have rebellious children. "How much sharper than a serpents tooth is an ungrateful child?" Shakespeare, King Lear

- Parents are the bow, the children are the bow. Mutually passive aggressiveness. Parents neglect the children and the children don't care about the parents and the children leave home at age 18. 

- Parents are the arrows, the children are the arrows. Parents and children are at each other's throats. Toxic. Confrontational. Fighting tooth and nail. Disagreement on religion and total complete disconnect when it comes to political opinion. 

I need to feel nostalgia and bliss again. Perhaps it's serotonin. SSRI selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors. I'm scared of strange drugs. What drug can make people feel bliss and nostalgia and Sunday vibes? 

If you say,  "I hope that I never see that person ever again."  Whatever person, you are setting yourself up for a disappointment. Sometimes it happens that for some weird reason, you don't see someone ever again and that the last time you talked with them was the last time you talked with them. 

It's better to hope for something realistic., "I hope that any future encounters with that person are brief and few and far in between." 

Thoughts are very powerful. 

"When they worry, the universe worries." Dune 

If you don't like someone, and you mull and send thoughts, there are lots of forces, God, angels, spirits even psychic intuitive people who can pick up your thoughts but the subconscious part of the person who operates under the different time dynamic of the afterlife will pick up that your subconscious is worried about that person. This would provide some kind of psychic disincentive for the person to talk with you. It's all happening automatically. In the past, I met and talked with whoever, this person, that person often, then one day I worried about them and then they talked to me very little. When I first see them, I make a face and people can read that face. Whatever dace. I like the person or I've been very worried about that person. 

"You say more with a look than you realize."  The Falcon and the Snowman 

People know when you are pretending to like them and they can tell if you've been worrying about them. Just mulling it over for hours and worrying. 

Thoughts like,  "Why did the forces of life have to send that person, of all people, my way? It's the forces of life at its trolling best again. Give out the energy of diligence and discipline, the Lord's of Discipline and get delinquency and dissolution in return. Give out thoughtfulness and get thoughtlessness in return. The forces of life are too often just as disappointing as ever. 

Pastor Joseph Prince from Malaysia said, if you have a small cut on your hand, if you think about it all the time, it makes it worse, it seems to be there longer. If you don't think about it at all, it seems to go away in no time. 

Even with all these issues des jours, issues of the day that get into my hair and disturb me to whatever degree, one damned issue after another, even that isn't able to stop the years going fast. The years of life go fast in a way that is insidious and almost sinister. 

I remember this even or that event from the past. That happened a few years ago now. That went fast. Where did the time go? I'm already at this age now. Time goes s fast. Even with all these weird, some real but mostly imagined problems, time goes fast. 

This week in politics, Political Capital Rob Shaw. Temporary foreign workers. TFW

Sure, first outsource a lot of jobs and what jobs are left, give them to foreign workers rather than to locals. That's how the government takes care of the people. 

It's easier to get massive profits from real estate speculation and money laundering dispensing the crumbs as wtf universal income aka legislated welfare and outsource half the jobs and give the other half to temporary foreign workers than it is to create industry jobs for citizens. Blue collar work. Industry. Production line work, one after the fricking other. Sawmill. 

Ask Ottawa why are all the heavy industry jobs like ship building and airplane building in Ontario? Why not have a few more industry jobs spread more or less evenly across Canada? Because that's the status quo. 

And then overseas, they'll work for $2 an hour compared to whatever the wages are locally for blue collar production line work. What. $20 an hour? 

Of course any local jobs are subject to unionization and unions are very prone to strikes causing price hikes etc. 

There's an acrimony that underscores the disconnect between the public sector and the private sector. 

Private sector: politicians are semi educated opportunists. A lot of them never ran a business themselves like I have for the last few decades. And now they want to give us new regulations? I'm not sure if I want to comply. Gone on a protest. 

Public sector: Its baffling that the private sector doesn't take us more seriously and is now thinking about going on a protest rgrding our new policies and regulations. Our regulations are based on thousands of dollars worth of research talking with the best people who have expertise such as university professors, lots of people who have worked for years in that area of interest, we even spoke with experts from Europe. 

Monday September 15, 2025 

To underscore what a dogsh*t set of physics that humans as a species has inherited, the Universe starts off as a Big Bang, then a few billion years of lifeless cosmic soup, then as stars and planets further Form, there is a about a one to two billion year window of life then its back to lifelessness again for billions upon billions of years, the death of the Universe as there will be very few stars and galaxies and then none at all. 

So this one to two billion year window of life sandwiched in between lifeless untold billions of years is like visiting the only tiny dive bar in an otherwise blithering blinding backwater sh*thole with its unenviable infrastructure. 

This is God's design? What a bizarre pernicious and defective design. 

The News said that the Provincial deficit is a few, whatever billion dollars. 

Don't worry about the BC Government, it's like the old saying, "If you borrow $10,000  dollars from the bank and you can't pay it back, you're in trouble. If you borrow $10 billion from the bank and you can't pay it back, the bank's in trouble!" 

So the BC government doesn't have a problem. It's whoever lent the BC government a few billion who has the problem. 

As the saying goes, nothing in politics is as good or as bad as it sounds. 

No, it really isn't as bad as it sounds. The government, any government borrows from entities that after seven years, they get to claim it on their taxes writing it off as a business loss. It's enshrined in law. It's a system where one hand washes the other. It's a You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours kind of system. 

Tuesday, September 16, 2025 

Robert Redford died. The Horse Whisperer. 

His best role was as the Policeman Angel of Death. 

Nothing In The Dark, Twilight Zone. 

"What you thought would be an explosion was just a whisper. There is nothing in the dark that isn't already in the light."

The story. I got the story wrong. So this turns out to be a rewritten story:

An old woman lives in a building condemned to be demolished. She answers the door to a construction worker reminder her about the City Notice telling her that she has to vacate the premises. She refuses to open the door, speaking to him through a closed door. She fears a visit from the Angel of Death. She thinks the construction worker might be the angel of death. After the construction worker leaves, she lies down and is resting. Then she hears another knock. A Policeman has been shot. She fears the Angel of Death about to take her away and refuses to let anyone in. The Police an pleads. She let's him into the apartment. As he is sitting down on the bed, he explains to her that death is nothing to fear, using those words. It's so incredibly smooth that you won't know it happened. Don't believe it? Go to the mirror and have a look. She goes to look. No reflection. She then looks to see her body lying on the bed. The Police an says, See? That's how smooth it was. 

Did you miss it? When she rested after the construction worker left, at that point she had already died. When she got up to answer the door to Robert Redford as the Police Officer, it was her spirit. 

Same as with the Stephen King novel The Long Walk. At the finish line when Garrity all of a sudden to run and keep running forever, at that point he had collapsed and died of exhaustion at the finish line. It was his spirit that got up from his body and ran. 

Robert Redford was a legend. He was good as Tom Hagen, the lawyer in the movie The Godfather. Wait, that was Robert Duvall. Oh well.... 

He was good as Colonel Kilgore in Apocalypse Now. Wait. Wrong again, it was Robert Duvall. Imagine if Robert Redford had the role of Colonel Kilgore. He would have delivered the lines very differently, in his inimitable Robert Redford style, 

"You know, I love the smell of Napalm in the morning. You see, we once had a hill bombed and when it was over, well you know what. There wasn't a single one of them left. Not one stinking d*nk body. That smell. That gasoline smell. A hill, boys, a whole hill. I tell you, it smells like. Victory. One day this war's gonna end." 

I'm taking the day off. Yesterday I had to deal with the added psychological burden of having forgotten to bring any garbage bags. I had to walk to the garbage can or else sewer grate to unload debris. The sewers were empty and the pine needles were small. I made sure of that. 

I saw the profoundly curmudgeonly old man who said, "Go away!" a couple of weeks ago. He haunts that area. I walked past him. He was mumbling something very angry. I forgot my bag with the plant watering items. I walked back and stood next to him at the crosswalk. I thought for sure he was going to yell at me or even attack me. He did not. He mumbled something angry but it was a quiet mumble and he walked on. This all took place on the Courthouse grounds. 

It looks like fall has fallen. Gefallen. 

On any given day, the average amount of leaves is more. It's more exhausting. It's important to maintain a work life balance since they don't pay me for the work. But that also means if I quit at any given time, they'd be indifferent to that. I've done that work for more time and with more effort, attention to details than most people would have. 

It's a never ending work. 

It's like pushing a rock up a hill. 

That's like Prometheus. Or Sisyphus who stole fire from the Gods and shared it with mankind and was then punished for it. 

I shared abut time travel being the objective version of the time paradigm and about the tedious tawdry physics of this dimension vs the much better physics of the afterlife and the one Planck second singularity download forming the shell and the rest is just parsing through the data. 

I should be a Millionaire for that. Instead I wind up working at the Courthouse for free. It's nobody's imperative but my own. They didn't ask me to do this. This is my Sisyphusian task. 

This is what the physics of this dimension have done to me. 

Therefore, I'm not demanding or even expecting, but if I had my choice, I would rather opt to be in the afterlife, get my life review over with and hopefully I pass and then to just enjoy enjoy enjoy the luxuriating physics of the afterlife without the dread of physical death hanging over my head ever again. 

Until then, it will be interesting. 

There is no one in my life that I'd want to stay alive and spend more time with if God showed me the sheer absolute, previously unimaginable paradise of heaven and gives me an option, do I want to stay or go. I'd rather go. 

Mel Robbins said to focus on the positive not in just a wishful way but use science to validate it. The future has always since the past been known to bring things better than imagined, that problems have some strange inexorable way of being temporary and go away even when you swear that this time, this problem is the permanent forever one. It will never go away. Ever. Guess what? It goes away. 

Examples of things being better than I imagined. Lots of things. Among them, I got a tablet. Not only is the screen much bigger and the graphics much better than the Sony PSP, a lot of really good apps are free. The free apps are way way better in terms of graphics than paid for PSP games. 

VR Goggles. The meta quest 2 I thought was amazing when I first tried them. It was only after I read that fresnel lenses were bad compared to pancake lenses. The first few days, I didn't notice anything wrong with the fresnel lenses. While watching big movie screens, a slight shiny glare is noticed in the corner which is the reflection from the fresnel lenses. This glare makes a lighthouse work better but makes VR goggles work worse. 

Boba is better than Tirmisu. Boba has a wider field of view vertically and horizontally. One pays for the immersive experience in VR goggles and wider field of vision adds to that. Imagine all these 3D images in virtual reality appearing and interacting all around in a much wider field of vision. If you want better definition and resolution, get an HDTV. My LG HDTV is way sharper than my VR goggles which is like my HDTV with three layers of saran wrap covering the screen. 

Mel Robbins talks about the part of the reptilian brain that we all have called the RAS

Reticulated Activating System. 

Walking down the street, a million pieces of information hit us. Street signs, the placement of trees, leaves, and even pebbles. The brain would explode with information overload. This reptilian part of the brain filters out what is unimportant being four things. 

1. Your name. When your name is called out in a crowd. 

2. When something is a danger or threat. 

3. When you sense and then know that someone you like is attracted to you. 

4. Things designated as important. If one decides that World War airplane are important, all seen references to WW1 airplane will stand out in a way not previously. 

Therefore, the brain is like a computer that can be tricked and programmed from your real self. The discretionary self. 

One day, God will help me. God has His plans for people separate fromt he plans they have among themselves and even for themselves. The plan that God alone has for me will unfold and no one can stop it. 

Same with everyone else. God has his plan for each person that no one else can stop. 

God can make strange events and coincidences happen. Even things in nature like a tree falling at a certain time. Every Priest in the World has stories of miracles and coincidences that can not be explained. 

Milk and sugar usually tastes much better with tea than with coffee unless done right. 

One needs to add lots of cream and sugar, more than usual so that it tastes like a coffee candy. Tea with cram and sugar has a taste that is indescribable. It's on the level of profound. 

Tea, Camilla sinensis, which means from the Chinese although the Chinese didn't use milk and sugar at all with tea. Tea with milk and sugar completely changes the game. 

I'm unable to afford milk now for the next seven and a half days. More dimensional physics. After that, I will have tea with cream and sugar again. The luxurious way is to drink tea with whipping cream and lots of sugar. Five tablespoons per cup. It's opulent but that's how I do it. It's one of the few pleasures that I can afford. 

Tea usually grows in Ceylon. That's the good kind. Orange Pekoe tea. 

The Chinese called it Pu-erh tea. There's different varieties. Jasmine smells nice. Really nice. Heavenly nice. 

Oolong, which I think tastes like dried out orange peels. Kinda bitter with a husky orange citrus taste. 

Lopsang Suchou. I'm not at all sure what that tastes like at all. I don't know if I've ever tried it. It has the name of a Star Wars alien, I mean, let's face it. 

I had to. Just had to. I got Downton Abbey on sale for $8 from $15. The King and Queen are visiting Downton Abbey otherwise I wouldn't have gotten it as there is a one hour Christmas episode for free. I love nostalgia especially British nostalgia. Downtown Abbey is fairly saturated with it. This is another $8 nail in my credit card coffin. I'll pay it all off. In about three months at most. 

This Island is magic. Most if not all problems that I had eventually went away. Mainly because they naturally turned out to be not what I thought they were. I imagined something much worse but things just never turned out that way. I am a creative person due to my animated cartoons and also very knowledgeable being self taught but not that knowledgeable, let's face it. What. To the level of a university professor? I doubt it. 

Golf Plus VR has a golf course called Sweetens Cove located in Tennessee. It's a beautiful golf course with lots of sand traps. I used to call Heather Sweetness all the time. Sweetens is an anagram of Sweetness. Whenever I play that golf course, guess who I think about? Bee. 

I think of Bee. Beebs. Sweets. Sweetness. Heather. I vowed to her that I would love her for all eternity and that I am pledged to do. 

I have to get this one day for $15.57 including tax. Somewhat pricey but less than one hour of minimum wage. 

Sweetness! 

The thing is, I don't play Golf plus for extended hours again and again like I do with Gun Club VR and World of Warplanes WW1 and WW2 with German speaking audio saying the same things over and over again which turns out to be a conspicuously inaccurate rendition of the repartee that would be expected in military airplane dogfights. 

You know the military. It's a very Machiavellian profession. So there would be copious amounts of foul language. Lots of it. Almost evey other minute. I don't know nor do I need to know any German swear words. However I know of people. If I went to Germany and only spoke the polite words I know such as Schön and then dein rather than du, they would soon educate me on the finer points of German colloquialisms namely the swear words. Sigh. The human species mixed with the physics of this dimension. They would be a better species with a much better set of physics that doesn't include the fear of physical death hanging over their heads like the sword of Damocles. And that's coming down the pike sooner or later for every person on this Earth. 

I won't get Sweetens. To get that just because it's an anagram of Sweetness and not even the word Sweetness directly would be spurious. Heather would say from the afterlife, Save your money. 

It can be played for free. Kind of. Go for an individual play setting and it will randomly pick a golf course for free. These golf courses would otherwise be paid for but it's random so it could be any one. 

Wednesday, September 17, 2025 

Part of last night's dream. 

I went into a house entering through a hallway. 

Dark, at night. I was waking down some stairs I heard some footsteps and then I saw some Chinese children running below, downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs I turn right and look behind me, 180 degrees. 

I see three children. I recognize them as children I knew from childhood. The first child was wearing a red t shirt and blue pants. A Chinese girl aged five. He hair style was raised on her right side, forming an uneven hill like an osprey. There were nags, or else hairs in front of her face. Two smaller children each aged 3 followed behind her. They formed a line moving to the side from right to left. 

The girls name is Sandi. I recognized her but at the time thought,  "Oh, I'm back here. What a regression to some former Crap. And these people are part of that regression."  In spirit form, due to the speed of the vibration, they think in quick quips. So do we. Even though we are in this dimension, we think naturally innately and subconsciously in quick quips which are then extrapolated into long extended word salads by the conscious egoic mind. Science says people think 400 thoughts a minute. These thoughts are in the form of spirit quips. 

She looked st me critically, an adult expression on her face even though she was a child in the dream. She read my mind as ghosts do, as soon as I thought that. She was looking at me as if saying,  "You think that we're a regression and that we're square? Well F you!" 

Sandi is about my age. Over 50 for sure, no longer a child. I saw her spirit in child form. Why? Who knows? Sandi is not her real name. 

Other part of the dream. I was in North Vancouver again after another nightly ghostly quick teleportational trip to Dawson Creek. I knew that dawn was near and I wanted to get back to Victoria. I was talking with someone. My spirit guide. 

Today, I got Caitlyn Stark, gold level character on Game of Thrones Legends. 

I will always have love for people because that's what Jesus taught. 

However, even if I like someone, I am not always sure about their energy. Sometimes I just downright don't like their energy. 

The world is full of fake love bombing so as to coopt you, future faking, gaslighting, leave you high and dry narcissists. 

The world is full of thoughtless people. What an existential travesty. 

Murphy's Law. Anything that can go wrong will go wrong. 

Murphy's Law. There's always one more son of a b*tch than you accounted for. 

Sometimes as new information comes up and dynamics change for the worse, friendships are like apps. Time to uninstall. 

If I go and pretend to be their friend, I am demonstrating compassion for them. If I avoid them and don't care about them, then I am demonstrating compassion for myself. 

Jesus taught it is important to forgive but He also taught that it is important not to subject yourself to energy that you aren't sure of out of compassion for yourself. 

There are some people I've avoided. I'm not at all sure about their energy. As time goes on and new information emerges, it seems that the situation gets worse every time. 

It's not realistic to wish that I don't ever see that person ever again. Whoever person. To never see them ever again. I'd be bound to be disappointed. 

I just hope that the times I see them are brief, few, and far in between. Because that's what usually winds up happening anyways. 

This town is like that. Problems go away. 

"Mexico City has a dream power. You think of someone and they appear the next day." William Burroughs 

This town has a power in that problems go away and in the long run don't turn out to be as bad as you thought although there will be a few edgy moments worse than expected. But these moments are brief, few, and far in between. 

The weird situation and the strange turn that my life has now taken, I swear, I am going to be stuck in this situation forever, for life. It is a long road that has no turning. Things can change very quickly. 

In some cases, people who were enemies in this life discover in the afterlife that they have common interests and goals and that the peculiar circumstances having to do with the physics of this dimension set them apart but in the absence of such physics, they mutually realize on a telepathic level as happens in the afterlife, they can investigate and examine a resumption or a renewal of friendship under completely different, better and enhanced existential terms. But they won't find that out until they get to the afterlife and not before. 

"Physical conditioning is quickly shrugged off in the second state." Robert Monroe 

When a person gets to the afterlife, they quickly forget the sheer weight of the physics of life on the Earth plane. 

Will I be stuck in this hotel for life? 

I've lived with that thoughtless Polack neighbor for the last 13 years. Talk about a problem seeming to last forever. Or else the next hotel I live in will be expensive because of the housing crisis. That's the physics of this dimension. I'd sooner be dead but God won't give me that option. 

God gave Heather an early reprieve. Why couldn't I get an early reprieve? It would've been a weird edgy day but soon enough gotten over with. I would have gotten my life review over with, hopefully I pass but I heard that the vast majority of people do. Only then will I be relieved and only then will life truly begin. 

Right now, we all are mucking around in some preliminary, elementary, larval, incipient, pre-nascent phase of the spirit life of the afterlife. 

I'm not alone when it comes to dealing with the physics of this dimension. I have angels, spirit guide, my dead friends and relatives, a team, God and very good people living in Earth today. They are powerfully good. This includes the Pope. Even though I am not Catholic, I immensely respect His Eminence's spiritual authority and ability to do good. 

I believe that I received Catholic blessings for the work I did for the Catholic Church, mainly sweeping and some landscaping. 

I f*cked up again. My addiction has not been curbed. I got Minority Report. On sale for $5. Steven Spielberg. That was the only reason I got it. Spielberg is the best director in movie history. $5 isn't the end of the world. But I am going to stop getting movies on YouTube on sale. For at least one year. That's the ideal, anyways. The reality? Who knows. 

Steven Spielberg is a movie god. The name, director Steven Spielberg attached to a movie is like the brand name Mercedes Benz attached to a car. 

I've been wanting that movie for quite awhile. 

The other movie I want is Munich. It's spectacular. 

Never beat yourself up for getting a luxury item especially an inexpensive one. 

I did good. Minority Report is a good purchase. You can't go wrong with Steven Spielberg as a director. 

Minority Report is a futuristic Police movie. 

The movie talks about fictional new methods of crime prevention involving quantum entanglement and predictive programming. Plus, psychics submerged in sensory deprivation tanks at the Police department, perhaps next to the holding cells, and if there's any other way to do it, I'd certainly like to know lol. 

There have probably been quite a few pairs of criminal cases between two different criminals sometimes spanning centuries that have more coincidences and commonalities that usual. A lot more. This is probably quantum entanglement. 

$5 is certainly not the end of the world. I can afford this. 

Mel Robbins said to focus on the positive things in your life. 

Interestingly, a character in the movie is called Howard Marks. He wrote a book which I read. He wrote that he once had to neutralize some pieces of information. In life, one has to neutralize their problems one after another. This is called CBT or cognitive behavioural therapy. Then what the British do is turn their problems into humour. 

Neutralize it and then follow up with,  "What were the chances of that?"  or. "You say that like it's a bad thing."  or. "Can't win for losing." 

Most movies on YouTube sold as ultra high definition wind up being 480p on BigScreen VR, 1080 on the YouTube VR app, and 4K on the television. The HDR icon even pops on! 

The television series Impulse is broadcast in true 4K whether on BigScreen VR, the YouTube VR app, and of course on the television. 

Impulse never gets into the science of teleportation. That's a disappointment. 

Well. Not to put too fine of a detail on it, for those of you who know, I wont write the whole essay. 

In a nutshell, the one Planck second singularity download. Not different sequential Planck seconds one after the other, the same OG primeval Planck second on and Planck second off and then repeat. Like computers in Japan that can download 50 TB in one second which forms the basis of the shell. The rest is just parsing through the data. Some have more data than others. Some have overlapping data with certain specific others while others do not. This makes time travel, time dilation, reverse entropy, the double slit experiment, and Shröedinger's cats possible. 

This is my what Trainspotting referred to as "The unifying theory of life."

Anyways, back to the same original primeval Planck second. In the movie Alternative d States, a subspecies of peyote called sinecuiche was used. They said it would bring one back to the original primeval moment of creation. 

The good news is that one doesn't have to experience some strange drug to access the original moment of creation because thanks to my theory, the theory, of the one Planck second singularity download, you are experiencing that moment now, and presumably sober. Relatively sober is acceptable.