Thursday, January 1, 2026

January 2026


Thursday, January 1, 2026


God owns the future. 


Loy Sing has barbeque pork and chicken. The prices there are reasonable. Cash only. 


The New Year is full of anxiety and fear. Torpor of the mind has circumvented any plans I have for traveling this year. In all likelihood, I won't travel at all this year except in my mind and in VR. I don't know if I'll go to Sidney BC although I should because of the heavenly vibes which are completely undescribable.


I am still in grief for Heather. The biggest mistake of my lifetime was not asking her to marry me. It hurts. Grief is a dull crushing and searing pain in the heart. Grief increases the likelihood of an early demise and then its on to the afterlife with its exquisite time dynamic and setting of physics resulting in a different set of physics. 
Life must be honored. 
A person builds the place they will be in the afterlife with the actions done in this life. They are making their own bed which they will one day have to lie in. 


I thought of visiting Vancouver. My conspiratorial mind makes me think that Debbie with the dog is bait to trap me to move back to Vancouver. I don't mean bait as a girlfriend. Just as a normal common friendship based on a modern form of pen pallery which is a YouTube based friendship. Debbie is a great lady. However me and her are very different people. She is loud which is something I admire about her. I wish I could be loud like her.
I'm not able to be. That's just not in my temperament. The cat gets my tongue. 


I will resume my cartoon animation when I find a girlfriend. 
I told one lady who looks like Kate Beckinsale, that she has the power to take me to heaven if she were to uh, hold me. 
She said, Only Jesus has the power to take someone to Heaven. 
Kinda flakey. So I don't know. 
I live in a small backwater town. Slim pickings. Not much selection. 
I might be single for life. So I might not do any cartoons ever again. Not that anyone cares. 


My favorite videos on YouTube are, 
Emily Carr, Group of Seven. 
RCMP St Roch, 1943 video
RCMP St Roch, Secret WW2 Mission 
Miniature World Documentary
Bruce Lee Fist of Fury
Bruce Lee Way of the Dragon 
The Green Hornet 1966 Showdown in Chinatown 
F-86 Sabre Documentary 
Big Trouble In Little China 
Bruce Lee The Big Boss 


This months apps on meta quest Horizons plus we're all awful. Not one was much good. 
Ultra wings 2 - Got it. Not bad. But not better than Warplanes WW1 and Dawn of Jets. 
Superhot - word ladder: Superhot, supershot, supersh*t. Downright toxic and anal. Super janky. 
Into the Black - Into the wtf. Indifferent gameplay and story. Extraneous mess. 


Sometimes I wonder if there is a God or if it's all just random forces. There are a lot of Churches. Some are really large and ornate. There is no way there would be so many Church built over the centuries if it was fictional. Lots of money and energy, lots of high ranking people, lots of interesting stories over the centuries. There is a God. A person wouldn't spend their entire life being a Priest if that person thought it was fictional. 
Jesus said to not worry about a thing. He addressed food insecurity and food anxiety specifically. 
Animals don't go to organized grocery stores yet they never seem to worry about the next few meals of the next few days. 


F18 VR is supposed to be released this month. 
Tin Hearts VR is supposed to  be released next month. 
Future faked: 
Mickey de Grand IV - Masters of Ancient Midi 
Teleport Scotland VR from Jonathon Fong 
Advertised as, will be released later this year 2025, and never happened. 
Disappointed. Crestfallen. 
Will F18 and Tin Hearts be future fakes too? 
Even World Flight VR released 6 out of 10 planes. Odd because WF VR appeared on other platforms with all the planes. A quasi future fake. You never get that on Amazon android. All apps are complete upon release. No half finished apps which are supposed to pass as market standard, market ready products. 


Flying at night in World Flight, the landing Strips are illuminated and they are not as obvious during the day. 
I wouldn't live on Salt Spring Island. Sherlock Holmes said that not even the lowest and vilest alleyway in London has as dreadful a record of sin as the smiling and beautiful countryside which is why moving to small towns are a mistake. Safety in numbers. 
Yet some people in small towns lived there for years and their business is still prosperous unlike the boarded up business store fronts in the city. 
Small towns have a heavenly vibe and listening to the radio at night, the mind stretches on almost forever, to the horizon. Sunday vibes, the heavenly vibes of Sunday in a small town are through the roof. Heavenly, definitely. 
All small towns have that. Minimum wage is equal throughout the entire country. Washing dishes in a restaurant in a small town is a luxury detail. In the novel Down and Out in Paris and London, Orwell was eventually moved to work washing dishes at the smaller area where the Officers and high ranking staff of the hotel ate. The job was much lighter in volume. That's what washing dishes in a small town is like compared to the big City. 
Intellectual people, the vast majority of people have intellect shaped from years of experience. Intellectual people live in small towns and big cities alike. In a small town, rents are generally cheaper, work is leisurely and slow paced and in no time, a person can save up for a vacation. Some people in small towns in Canada were brave enough to travel to Europe. Something I've never done. They were brave enough but also able to save up enough money to do it. 
VR is very popular in small towns and VR goggles can be ordered off Amazon or bought at a local half sized Walmart. In small towns, VR goggles sell out fast. There really isn't anything else to do. VR goggles are the great equalizer. They make life in a small town or big city, what's the difference if you're using VR? 
"One town looks like any other When you're head's bent down over your pieces brother." Murray Head 


Time travel goes fast but linear time goes fast too. Where have the last few decades gone? 


More Chinese people in China understand English than White people understand Chinese. 
English is the left brain, mammalian over-brain language. 
Chinese is the right brain, reptilian under-brain language. 
The reptilian underbrain is much older. 
The mammalian brain is the center of the executive function. 
The reptilian brain is the center of the just make sh*t up when you don't have the actual information function. The reptilian brain is also known as the limbic system, R-complex. 
Because of their versatility in complete integrated hemi-lateral brain functioning, the Chinese can and indeed have taken computers to a new direction. Computer systems as far as I know operate similar to the mammalian over brain and reptilian under brain. 
I'm not Mr Computer repair guy techno wizard but what even I know about computers is
There is the ROM which is the reptilian underbrain and RAM in which you can get RAM cards for faster computer processing is the mammalian overbrain. 
Software is mammalian overbrain. 
Hardware is reptilian underbrain. 
The mainframe processor is the mammalian overbrain. 
The CPU or motherboard is the reptilian underbrain. 
Not bad, huh? Even I know a little bit about computers although that would be the extent of my knowledge for the time being. 
AI itself is dependent on all of these increments in any system such as the RAM and ROM, the software and the hardware, the processor and the CPU. Otherwise it just won't work. 
The Chinese based on their knowledge of left brain and right brain, mammalian and reptilian language systems, would have an intimate understanding of reverse engineering and somehow coming up with better and better computers. 
This also goes for the Japanese who are indeed Masters of the mammalian and reptilian language functioning. The places that the Japanese have taken computer technology are legendary. 
Newer and better. 
More and faster. 
"Faster and more intense." George Lucas 


I don't care at all about inheritance. 
I owe them nothing and they owe me nothing. 
They earned the money. They should decide what to do with it. 
I never visited them even once in over 30 years. It would be different if I was their caregiver. Even if I was a caregiver and was cut out of the will, God and Jesus said never to worry at all about doing good things for no money in return. I would just think that it was funny and typical of them. 
I'm not interested in any renewals with any energy that I'm not at all sure about. I'm just as happy to never think of them again. I just have to get on with what's left of my life. I predict that I will go in a year that ends in 4. 
64, 74, years old. I severely doubt that I'll make it to 84 although I have one solid reason to and that's to see the future of VR and electric skateboards as well. Other than that, I see no reason why I should make it to age 84. 


Speaking of the reptilian function aspect of computers, I have Jurassic Park VR. I bought it before otherwise its on sale for $5 from $35. Why the Jurassic markdown? Two weeks is a lifetime in politics. Three years is a lifetime in VR apps. This app was made 4 years ago. 
Meta Quest is the second and third generation VR. 
Oculus Rift was first generation VR. 
Jurassic Park VR is a carryover from the Oculus days. 
Jurassic Park has Jurassic waves of motion sickness. No action, fights, or shooting dinosaurs. Just sneaking around and finding things, avoiding being seen, and escape room claptrap. What the heck. $5. 
In the main room, that scene brought JP movie vibes for sure. 



Truth is stranger than fiction. 
The News said that, The Vancouver Police are looking for convicted sex offender Dean Robert Merrick who is wanted Canada wide. 
He did 18 years for some undoubtedly odious offense. 
I'm worried that's an omen. 
My name is Dean. And I too have been convicted of a sexual offense but not one bad enough that I was remanded in custody. I got placed on probation. 
Court cases have a publication ban. 
Often a person chooses or signs up before they were born to go through certain experiences in life. Perhaps to help others. 
As for sexual offenders, there is an ever growing community. 
That community is divided into those who reoffend and who don't reoffend ever. 
Wtf, the News even had stories of some Police Officers who got busted for some kind of sexual offense. 
When I went to Court, the person who went in front of the judge before I did, that person's story was a lot weirder than mine. And he got probation. Some kind of sexual offense. 
Crimes seem to go through stages. 
First it's very sensational. Then the sensation starts to die down. Then society becomes somewhat desensitized to it. 
With weed, people used to be arrested even for very small amounts. Then it became arrests only for large amounts and now often enough, if its not a drug call, the Police might walk past a person smoking meth El flagrante delicto as I've seen in a movie. 
Someone named Dean got convicted st one point for sexual offense. That describes possibly hundreds of people. 
The name game. Anna fo fanna. 
I play the name game all the time with mind crippling results. 
It could be an omen of some kind. That's a worry. But perhaps not in the way that I think. One day, for sure my parents will die. The internet said that the Police will often notify a next of kin. But the Police will usually not disclose inheritance details at all. 
Unless, as I've long suspected, that the energy jangle regarding my immediate family or what passes for it is so snakey that even upon my parents death, the Police don't tell me about it. 
What a weird family! 
My neighbour's mother died and it was the RCMP Police who notified him. The Police also followed up with details surrounding the death. Nothing criminal, just a natural death. My neighbour told me if the person is alive, they have someone who has power of attorney. If a person is dead, they have an executor. 
Say a person was wanted by the Vancouver Police for something but the person lives in Ontario. Would they be flown all the way back to Vancouver or be processed and tried in Ontario? The Vancouver Police might or might not also go to Ontario. It would be the Ontario Police who would bust that person or RCMP. Who knows? In all likelihood not the Vancouver Police. 
When they showed the picture and description of that wanted suspect, that person looked nothing like me. I hope the Police catch that person but he might have fled the country. 


The worst thing about a criminal record is not being able to travel. Or is it? Travel requires money and energy and it requires not having torpor of the mind. Well in my case, zero out of three ain't bad. Travelling to other countries often involves learning languages which critically is a step backwards since English is the International language. English is basically Esperanto. The international language. 
A person with a record can apply to have it expunged from records and databases after five years. After ten years it goes away automatically. A law firm can expedite the process for a few hundred dollars fee. 
That's if you want to travel. If not, forget it. VR goggles have bridged the distance of travel but most VR videos don't have a high definition as much as HDTVs especially OLED where the colours just pop and sizzle. Dyker Street Heights. The all green lights of one area. The green colour display was absolutely mesmerizing. Better definition display than VR. 


I wondered if the Vancouver Police was angry that I posted on one of Debbie Hellion's YouTube videos that her idea of b@mbing the downtown eastside is redundant because that neighbourhood has pretty much always had just having experienced a nuclear war optics. 
I don't think so. Now if I wrote that Shaughnessy Heights looks like it had just experienced a nuclear war, then clearly, there would be mental problems involved. 
The downtown eastside looks like what the rest of Vancouver would look like after a nuclearized World War three. 
Probably not even then. The internet is a vast rabbit hole and I'm sure I'm not the one who has written the worst comment about Vancouver ever in the history of YouTube. Not even close! 



Friday, January 2, 2026 


It will be Groundhogs Day in February. Life is like Groundhog Day. Every week is Groundhog Week. Every year is a Groundhog Year. 


I don't feel that great about the future. I wish that God can give me an early reprieve because I'd rather skip my future under the setting of the physics of this dimension altogether. 
My mind often paints pictures that are wrong. Yesterday I ran to the shower room because I thought I left a item of clothing there. Turns out it was in my room all along. 
The future is unknowable and unguessable. Paint any picture of the future in the mind. Although it seems accurate, so much so that it's insidious, that picture will turn out to be wrong. 


Rosemead, a 1995 Lucy Liu movie isn't available on any of the free streaming sites. 
It will be good when it's released. 
The based on a true story is, in a nutshell, single mother dying of cancer, husband died of cancer three years previous. Son completely schizophrenic and into gun violence, WW2 garbage etc mother visits local gun store and owner confirms that he visited there. Meanwhile son does destructive vandalism around the house. 
Fearing loss of custody of her son upon his 18th birthday, and fearing her inability to care for him, she takes him to a motel and shoots him twice in the chest, kind of like the Michael Shannon in the Iceman movie method. 
She then lies down besides his body striking his hair, this is in real life. I haven't seen the movie. 
She explains to the detectives that she didn't do herself in in order to punish herself. Doing herself in would have been taking the easy way out. 
Her cancer increased during her imprisonment. The judge decided to release her from trial on medically compassionate grounds. 
A Buddhist friend visited her and said that she is and always will be who she was before the crime. Psychics say that a person isn't judged just on one act but on the general broad scope of their lives. Those who were overall good people but did the right thing don't go to as bad of a place as bad people who did the right thing. Or topped themselves off, as they would say in England. 
In real life, the mothers name was Hong and the sons name was George. 
In the movie, its Irene and Joe. 
In the movie, the mother calls her son 'soy jie' after he gets all F's in his report card. If people raised in Chinese families got a dollar for every time they were called soy jie, they'd be millionaires. Such a term is basically coin of the Realm in Chinese households. 
Lucy Liu made one of the best VR apps in history called The Pirate Queen. It's a gold star app, in my opinion. 
Its difficult to ascertain which is better the VR Lucy Liu pirate app or her movies. All projects that she is involved in has tremendous quality. 
I'm sure Rosemead will show up one day. It promises to be gut wrenching. Just last year at the Courthouse, there was a case of a mother killing her own son. The resonance of such an act. Mother to son. Because of that, when she entered the Courtroom, a wave of Satanic energy must have rippled through the entire Courthouse. 
Would such a thing be a murder or an abortion? 
This movie is one of the most Satanic Chinese movies ever made but that the characters are Chinese is incidental. The story touches on a Universal theme. 
Someone of any Nationality, seeing all signs indicating that their child pretty much for sure is about to be like Marilyn Manson's famous relative, not wanting him to be committed and force injected with Stellazine for life or lobotomized or in supermax, and then with dying of cancer and wouldn't be able to take care of him, there seems to be only one option. It's like the Stanley Kubrick checkmate movie formula. The mother checkmated the son in the motel room. Then cancer checkmated her. 
The smarter way would have been to intravenously inject him with fentanyl when he was asleep, heck even an intramuscular shot would do it if enough fentanyl was involved which would have been not much. Then she could say,  "Well, he was already into guns anyways. It's not that much of a stretch of the imagination that he'd also branch out into heroin." The county examiner would do an examination but she would have been dead before the examination was completed with no presumption of guilt during that time. 


























Monday, December 1, 2025

December 2025


Monday, December 1, 2025


New apps on Horizon Plus. 
Into the Radius. A premium title! Tried the app. Obfuscation. This confirms my opinion that Arizona Sunshine is the only shooter VR app I will ever need. If I could have onky one, it would be Arizona Sunshine Remake.
Tactical Assault. Awful. Just awful.
I got a bunch of free apps. A mixed reality version of Battleship but using spaceships instead of marine naval ships.


Paradiddle. It is one of those apps that I regret hesitating to get it for even one second. I hesitated fora entire day. I hesitated because of the $29 price tag. I had a moment.
Initially, I set up a snare drum, two to drums and a bass drum. No floor to. I thought I didn't need it. Then I thought, why not. I got a floor tom with just a click. It was fast and it was free and really is more like the physics of the afterlife than in this life. In real life I would have had to put on a jacket, go to a musical instruments store and get a floor tom which could be $200. I got one right away and for free! No having to put on a jacket and go to a store and get one.
Allan Holdsworth. That's fusion drumming. The song, Letters of Marquee. That's a great song to play drums to. Jazz is mostly improvisation. I doubt I got it exactly 100% right. Who cares? There's no one listening except me anyways. Not that I know of.
There is technology where a webmaster can remotely see the VR player rendered in approximate full form avatar, not just the hands and head. One VR app called The Duplicates is like that. You go into a room, do whatever and then when it restarts, you stand at a remote point and see what you did. They are not even trying to hide that technology. It exists!
Paradiddle has 4 virtual worlds. The best one is the jazz lounge. The second best is the dojo for a more chill and relaxed vibe.


My drumming is between 2 and 3 out of 5.
1 - beginner
2 - proficient
3 - not bad at all
4 - playing at local bars
5 - Live at Budokan!


As I was throwing out my old bedsheet replacing it with a new one, the demi joint fell out of the old bedsheet. It was on the side of the bed, trapped in one of many incidental folds. 
I smoked some of it in a pipe. It was shake and not bud. You could taste it right away. If you haven't smoked for a month and you smoke a shake joint, that will do it. 
"Sheeeeeeet, it's Friday night, and I'm stoned again!"  Stephen King 


I'll give Into the Radius and Tactical Assault whish has the last ten letters in common with the phrase, sexual assault which is quite discomforting. 
Overlooking that, it seems like a top seller. It's really not as good as Arizona Sunshine. But what the hell. It's free. 
Into The Radius is awful. Into THe radiuS = ITHS = sh*t 


I have a massive psychological problem that I want to discuss. A couple of them. 
One is I have an eidetic memory and the curse of that is an encyclopedic knowledge of names of porn stars over the decades going back to the 80s. Sometimes I see a name, what the hell, this name, that name, I'm not going to get into it. I feel an intrusive and unwanted thought,  "Hey, that's the name of some porn star. Ugh! Why do I have to think that constantly?" 
I wonder if I have brain damage. 
Whenever I wonder if I had brain damage, I think of Emily Carr. She was in England in 1895 and she thought that she had brain damage so much so that she checked into a sanitorium. She talked to one of the female patients about this and the patient said,  "Brain damage nothing. You have a tongue sharp enough to mow the lawn. 
Well, it could be worse. At least I don't have an encyclopedic knowledge of porn names that goes back to the 1930s. How wretched would that be? 


The other psychological problem is that women seem to think I'm queer. That's because I'm good looking and am never seen with a woman. A woman on the TV show Matlock recently said that she doesn't trust men who are attractive but unattached hinting at some psychological problem. She says that like it's a bad thing! The settings of the physics of this dimension can bring about such insufferable energy jangles and therefore does a number on everyone. 
I'm really looking forward to the afterlife. I hope I make it to heaven. I hope that I pass my life review. Passing it is critical to making it to heaven. 
One lady used the word "goofy". Another lady uses the word "ferries" and "fruitflies" and "bugs" often. And another lady used the word "broccoli" and "fruit". 
For anyone who knows, these words are lexicon used in the homosexual underworld. 
These words, as intense and pressing as they are in the English language and cracker culture, with other languages and cultures, those words are completely irrelevant. 
I'm not queer. I once spoke with a neighbour in the hotel who was actually queer. I told him that I think women think that I am queer. He said that he didn't think so because a queer would hang around other queers and often. 
I am 100% hetero. I'm not even bi. 
If those ladies think I'm queer, I'd say, "Don't ever lose that imagination." 
This town is just awful. Some of the women are just awful. 
If those ladies think I'm queer, I don't see it as a insult because some of the best people are queers. They live with honour and thoughtfulness. Unlike some people who aren't queer. 
Its not all women. It's just these three women. These three women in particular are all boring, flakes and squares. Flakey. Spinny. Not really worth knowing and not missed at all when I don't see them. 


Tuesday, December 2, 2025 

The United States struck a lot of little motorboats in Venezuela who were allegedly and ostensibly drug traffickers. 
If the States strikes down a hundred of those little motorized fishing boats, they will then have wiped out the entire Venezuelan navy. 
Dawn of Jets VR, free run. Take out the boats with rockets, bombs, machine gun bullets. 
Why not? 
Be like US Defense Secretary Pistol Pete Hegseth, "Kill them all!"  Again, why not? 


The good news: I got Flight Unlimited for a substantial discount. $27 base price, $30.23 with tax from $41 base price, $45 with tax. A $15 savings. 
The bad news: I got Iron Riot for $3 base price, $3.37 with tax and it was kinda crap, I should have known, for that price. I requested and was declined a refund even though I did not keep the app for more than two weeks nor did I play it for more than 15 minutes. Those developers have absconded with my $3.37. You know what? I'll survive! 
Iron Riot has similar awesome cartoon graphics as Crimen VR. 
The set up is the player is strapped into a robot similar to the "Get away from her, you b*tch!" robot in the movie Aliens. The player has to fend off these milticolored spherical robots with silver conical metallic drills protruding from them. Push them into the moat guining the robot with the teleport thumbstick. There is no real way to move the arms of the robot. At all. That's it. Very limited. Shallow learning curve. F*cked. $3 down the drain. There are free apps better than this. Hell Horde VR, Dark VR, these two apps are way better than this $3 highway robbery rip off monstrosity. 
Lament for $3.37 gone completely down the drain. Not really, I still have a product, an embarrassment of riches, which is in my VR library. 
I've paid more than that in tips at times. Oh well. But I did get the $15 savings. Hopefully the developers will use that $3 to go on developing future apps. Don't give up in your dream! 
I hope that Flight Unlimited doesn't rate in the impossible level. I realize that all apps have a learning curve and a certain modicum of challenge. Sure. If it's like, impossible, I would be absolutely crestfallen. 
I did get past the first mission of landing the plane, one year after I got Flight 74. The second mission is to pursue the drug dealer, but his plane blows up, so the pilot, you, have to fly back and land again this time going through rings to do it. 
The trick is to know where the flaps, landing gear and throttle are without looking. If you look even for a few seconds, that throws the plane completely off course. Keep your eyes on the sky in front of you. 
Completing the second or else third mission opens Free Play where a person fly where ever. Flight 74 is from TAs Developers, same as Flight Unlimited. So I hope that Flight Unlimited isn't as pain in the @ss as Flight 74. Playing Flight 74 is like extracting a tooth from an angry grizzly bear using only a toothpick and a Q-tip. 
I'm guessing that Flight Unlimited won't have all the planes all ready at one like AR Planes. With every single other aviation VR app, a player has to complete missions or whatever to earn enough currency to get more planes. The first plane is free of course. 
Flight Unlimited has the Hercules C - 130. That plane can carry 4 Sherman tanks in its hold. It's a heavy duty lifting machine. It's the Percheron horse of airplanes and I already paid for the app! As soon as I complete some gruelling tedious missions at worst or absolutely fun missions at best, then I will get to fly the Lockheed Hercules C - 130. Can you imagine me flying the Hercules C - 130 in VR? Can I imagine me flying the Hercules C - 130 in VR? It's next level. It's rendered in spackking high definition, intensely photorealistic. I saw the trailer and had a nerd spasm. It was that good! 
Flight Unlimited VR has the Grumman Goose which, when I looked had the seaplane pontoons. But the plane was on a land based runway. At least Simple Planes has that right. For seaplane, Simple Planes VR offers a water takeoff. However, the Grumman Goose is an amphibious plane. 
FUVR also offers the Douglas DC - 3. This is the plane that Indiana Jones flew in the Temple of Doom. The plane that crashed in the mountain in India. Imagine me flying that. 
"Have you ever flown a plane?" 
"How hard can it be? Altitude, speed, fuel, fuel, fuel." Temple of Doom
The F/A-18 Hornet is available on Flight Unlimited. That plane would take 5 - 7 minutes to travel from Victoria to Vancouver at top speed which is incredibly fast. 
The B-2 Spirit bomber is also available. That happens to be a $2 billion airplane! 


A couple of weeks ago, on November 19, one of my neighbours was going through some medical distress, spazzing out. He was in the hallway for the longest time, leaning against a wall with only his hands, as he was facing the wall leaning forward. Gibbering incoherently. 
The paramedics showed up. A male and a female paramedic. At one point, I said to the female paramedic, something along the lines of, "Nurse, his room door is left open."
She said,  "That's alright."
The next day was the first game of the all female hockey team, The Vancouver Golden-eyes. The first person to score the first goal ever was Sarah Nurse. 
That's a coincidence. 
Discretion is the better part of valor. 


How to do a backflip, the cheater way. 
I saw a football player do this after scoring a touchdown. 
Do a cartwheel, then do a modified cartwheel with the body turned 45 degrees and the legs landing at 45 degrees too. Then the next one, do an aerial cartwheel but this time, the body and the legs go at a full 90 degrees. Since you already have the momentum of the first two cartwheel, you are already in the zone so the momentum should allow for a third cheater aerial cartwheel gainer which is a backflip with the legs straight up in the air. I need to be able to doo that with two loghtsabers. One in each hand. Then I'll be a half Jedi knight. A full Jedi knight can do a backflip and a front flip holding a light saber in each hand. 
"You will be a Jedi, Ani, I promise."  Michael Jackson to Anakin Skwlywalker, AI generated Michael Jackson Star Wars Disco song 



I'm watching the movie Tron Ares in snippets. There doesn't seem to be any kind of story to it at all. 
Due to torpor of the mind, the movie appears to me as a slideshow, one image after another with the absence of any interconnected story even in the slightest. 
What little I did get was that the original run of new Trons only lasted 29 minutes and then disintegrated, fooling investors. Overvalued stocks are nothing new. What was needed was a permanence code. Turns out that Eve Kim had the permance code. The neutron new Tron had to look for this person to retrieve the code. 
The permance code. A species lasts about ten million years. A permanence code spliced into future transhumanist designer genetic sequencing could extend the human species time on Earth or where ever to 20 million years. What if the code was to be developed in 2027?
I can imagine a classroom in the year 15 million something. The science teacher speaks to the class, saying,  "Our species, the human species was supposed to go extinct in the year ten million due to genetic drift. However, a permanence code developed in the year, what, fricking 2027, has extended our species lifetime to where we are now in the year fifteen million whatever."  
Things don't work that way. No calendar goes to the year fifteen million. Calendars reset themselves to zero once every few hundred to every few thousand years. 
I'll try to make it through to the rest of the slideshow. 
Fear of the future has lead to me having torpor of the mind. 
It's not the same as fast burning anxiety. Fear of the future is a slow perpetual grinding intellectual fear. 



Fear of the future has led me to think that since I've come up with answers that a lot of other people never had, that should earn me to have one wish granted and that wish would be to have an early reprieve. I wish God could give me an early reprieve for the answers that I have come up with that no one else had. 
A lot of these people who didn't come up with the answers that I have had otherwise wanted and early reprieve and they got one. I don't think that it's right that for the answers I have come up with and for my earnest desire for an early reprieve, it's a raw deal that I wasn't granted an early reprieve from God. 
I wrote a letter specifically about this to the Catholic Church. 
These are the answers I listed that I wrote to the CC that I said that I wish God can give me an early reprieve for 
- linear time is an illusion. Time travel is time experienced on an objective level. All is happening simultaneously. The afterlife works in this time dynamic. Time is an algorithm.
- this dimension and the afterlife each has a very different set of ohysics
- the one Planck second as the shell or entirety download time of the singularity download. The area one enters at the Autumn Carnival is also the same area which people exit the Carnival. 
- wrong. The afterlife has the same set of physics. Just faster. This dimension is 5G broadband. The afterlife is 1 TB broadband. Differences are 
- instead of walking there is teleporting. 
- instead of talking, there is telepathy
- colors in over a hundred primary colors, not secondary or tertiary colors on the artists color wheel. 
- music sounds better. 
- The Earth has 11 octaves, the sfterliflife has over 100 octaves. 
- The Earth has 16th note variations. The afterlife has 128th note variations. And schools of music are extended. Instead of rock, jazz, classical etc in 11 octaves and in 16th notes at most, imagine all that in over 100 octaves and in up to 128 note variations. 
128th note variations on the nigh hat with wire brush drumsticks would sound incredible but in this dimension, that would be just too much because of the high latency of this relatively slow 5G reality compared to the 1T broadband reality of the afterlife. 
- On Earth, the most loudest we can hear is 120 decibels. Past that is the threshold of pain. Urban legend or not, government agents used to visit nightclubs with decibel meters to test that speakers weren't too loud. In the afterlife, a person can hear the equivalent of ten thousand decibels and not have their eardrums burst  which would make heavy metal sound really good. 
- On Earth, we can only see light of a certain brightness, lumens. In the afterlife, a person can see thousands of lumens and not fry the optic nerve. 
The Catholic Church said that life is a circle that must be fully honored from the cradle to the end of life. That is the answer. That means no early reprieve. 
If God does give me an early reprieve soon, then I would miss Flight Unlimited VR which I plopped down $30 for. 
I love Heather more than life itself. I would be willing to die for her so I could be with her again in the afterlife. I won't kill myself but if God gives me an early reprieve. 


Today, while sweeping at the Courthouse, a crazy meth girl just stood there and dumped out half a bag of popcorn twists and then threw the bag on the ground a short distance away. At least it was popcorn twists and not grenades. 
You can't rationalize the irrational. 


The One BC Party may be the most controversial political Party currently in BC politics yet. They have two seats in the Legislature out of 93. 
Well, 2 out of 93 ain't bad. 
On Monday, December 1, the One BC Party showed a screening at the Legislature called Making A Killing which is about how they believe that the residential schools either didn't happen at all or were exaggerated in their claims and that Native reconciliation is about milking money off the government. 
I would watch the documentary with curiosity, intrigue and a grain of salt. Come kn, there are thousands or else millions of Natives who went through some undeniable trauma. Could that trauma be used as an endless ruse to extract money from the government? Who knows? That wouldn't be unusual. Lots of special interest groups from all kinds of cultures, even some cultures that most pople have never heard of, claim some kind of trauma as a vector to attain some kind of renumeration. Heck, the government itself is a ruse to extract money off the government. 
Making is Killing is another Canadian documentary like Blackfish and Farley Mowat's A Whale For The Killing. And Helen Caldicott's If You Love This Planet. 
Well, I guess the One BC Party shouldn't be and I guess wouldn't be counting on the First Nations vote the next time the election happens. 
The Leader Dallas Brodie makes speeches about chancing reconciliation in the Legislature and organized a rally at the local University until the Police specifically told her to leave. And she is an MLA. 
The Natives in Canada are getting to be like the Natives of Hawaii. Although the US government is really in power over the Hawaiian Islands, the vast majority of the time, the Natives of Hawaii get their way and their culture is just as visible if not more visible as the trappings of American and Western culture on those tropical islands. 
The Natives in Canada are very spiritual and have an intense form of spirituality. 
Canada's pockets are deep. And the pockets are about to get deeper as Canada has a stake in placer mining in the moon when Elon Musk builds a colony there. The moon has platinum and silver deposits and entire streams and deep rivulets of flowing green cheese and rennet. Green cheese isn't green. It's the industry term of fresh made cheese. 
Canada would make a fortune on the cheese alone. 
Silver, platinum and cheese would be the top three export products from the moon. 
Although, if Natives see the documentary, I think that Dallas Brodie MLA would probably get scalped. Hopefully Natives don't find out about the documentary. I really hope that the MLA and Party Leader doesn't get scalped. As a citizen, one would wish well of any politician. She won't get scalped. Not with the Police watching over all of society. 
The long suffering Natives have had to endure enough indignities. 
Holy smokes. It's on YouTube. I'll give it a watch and leave a review here. I think it's going to be more conspiracy theory alternative revisionist history clap trap. 
This has got to be the worst assault on the better sensibilities of the First Nations community since the release of the Dick Twang Band Album, Lysol Rap feasting singer, Elvis Manywounds. The Natives were so enraged that they visited every store that sold that blasphemous CD and demanded that every copy be taken off the shelves. But like Making A Killing, the entire thing is in YouTube. 
The worst since the Dick Twang band and WP Kinsella. The Natives found his writings of WP Kinsella to be extremely and even profoundly racist. His book, The Miss Hobbema Beauty Pageant didn't help. I mean, just the title sounds kinda racist. 
Crazy Native urban legends have been the lingua franca or else the coin of the Realm in Canada for years. There was a story that the Queen of England abducted five Native children. This was advanced by crazy Native Catholic Priest Kevin Annette who also claimed that the Royal family was cannibals. All without a shred of proof. 


The Vatican would approve of this documentary. 
The documentary Making A Killing said that Native Chief Phil Fontaine was the first one to claim abuse from the Catholic run residential school. 
The curious timing is, that this is about a year after Minister Kevin Annette of the First United Church in Vancouver talked about how the Queen of England had supposedly absconded with five Native children. The Protestant Queen. 
So in some kind of quid pro quo, the story was advanced about system-wide abuse at Catholic run schools. 
So this looks like a case of I'll see you a set of Protestant Royal abductions and I'll raise you system-wide abuse from Catholic-run schools. It's like the Reformation meets Little Big Man. 
That's not very ecumenical. 
It gets to be a point of pride as an argument emerges as to which Church had done the Natives worse. 
Catholic clergyman: "My Church didn't f*ck the Natives over as much as your Church did."
Protestant clergy: "Oh no, our Church sure did f*ck the Natives over as much as your Church did."
I'm not sure that this is the kind of argement that the New Testament would have encouraged. 
That kind of argument can happen anywhere in the world.  
- "Our Church didn't f*ck the Africans over as much as your Church did." 
- "Oh no...." 



I watched part of the documentary but fell asleep as I was watching the documentary early in the morning, past midnight. 
Dallas Brodie does bring up a lot of cogent points. She said that she was formerly a defense lawyer. 
The video is about the principle of habeus corpus and empirical evidence. Where is it indeed? In Law, there is direct evidence, circumstantial evidence and hearsay evidence. 
The video is about a cottage industry that profits off of a single perspective agenda driven narrative of history. 
The video talks about the Natives who get a lot of money in payouts. Billions. But where does it all go? A Native person asked PM Mark Carney a question. The Natiive said that while Carney boasts of all these Native reservations who have their boil water advisory lifted, he lives in some area that hasn't had the boil water advisory lifted for thirty years. 
And Canada really honest to God believes that it is a first World country. 
The money goes nowhere. As the British say, the problem with the sudden equal distribution of wealth is that a month later, the money would wind up in the original places. 
The video talks about Dallas Brodie herself. 
I intellectually respect White culture or European culture a lot more than Native culture, that's for sure. 
The Europeans have literature, architecture, technology. 
The Natives had language, they had society, they had culture, but they didn't have civilization. While other cultures a few hundred years ago were at point 5 on the Kardashev scale, the Natives were at point 2. The Natives were never as technologically advanced as the Europeans and the Chinese, not even near it prior to colonialization and the Natives know that you know that they know that. And the Natives resent it. 
The Natives talk about stolen land. In my case, I was brought here as a child without adult informed consent. I don't know if as an adult, I would have chosen to come to Canada. China, where I come from is now way way more futuristic and technologically advanced. I'd be in a country where I am one of the racial majority. If I had a million dollars, I'm not sure that I would opt to be in Canada if I had an option. A person can only talk about their individual situation. 
I've always thought that Canada was a second rate flunky to the United States anyways. 
Feudalism as people are chattel still exists. A person can't move to another, better country and just stay there. There's visas, and overstay. A person is basically the property of whatever sh*t hole country they live in. Even though I was born in China, because of lack of papers, I can't go back to China and just stay there. I'm stuck in this backwater country where I'm a visible minority and a country with all this weird indigenous issues bullsh*t for life. Ha, talk about a captive audience. Some strange bureaucratic set-up. 
An European living in Europe would be in the catbirds seat. That person is a racial majority in their own country without all this niggling peripheral indigenous Crap nipping at their heels. If I was White, I'd drop Canada like a hot potato and move to Europe. 
There's two types of people anywhere. 
1. If they had a million dollars, they would still stay in their country where they live. 
2. If they had a million dollars, they'd be outta here! 
I belong to the latter group and not the former. 
I completely applaud Dallas Brodie for her courage to speak truth to power even though she is in the constellations of power herself. In the echelons of power. 
"Speak truth to power. Ha! Power has no need for truth." Vikings, Television series
Well, likewise, truth has no need for power. 
Dallas Brodie should be given a Juno Award for this documentary. 
Supply and demand is what drives the chain of economic revenue and commerce. When you pay money, you get a product. If you pay money you send a signal that there's a demand for such product and more is produced. 
What product is the White people getting for generating funds to an allegedly ostensibly traumatized people because a lot getting the money are getting money for something that happened to their grandparents and not them. Anyways, when you pay money to a mewling, caterwauling people, what you will wind up getting is more mewling and more caterwauling. Just as when you pay money to panhandlers, what product are you getiing? More panhandling as they will then decide to just park themselves there what, for the next two decades. When you give money to panhandlers, the product you are getting is more panhandling. 
The opportunity cost of these payments is a lower standard of life for everyone else. 
No matter how much money is given, they will always have their hand out. 
The money goes to a strange witch doctor system of hierarchical arrangement where the Chief and the inveterate medicine man gets 85% of the money. The rest is pieced off. What can you expect from an indegenous tribe just seven generations removed from the stone age? 
What huge payouts are given out, are entered into a ton dien where the last surving member gets all the money. That's why a lot of Natives go missing and murdered. 
Anytime you give poor people who never worked a day in their life and never wanted to work a day in their life a lot of money, that's a recipe for disaster. There's no such thing as a free lunch. 


Wednesday, December 3, 2025 


I have had a slight micro itch feeling in my left nostril for two hours that won't go away. I'm thinking it might flare up into something major and I'll be dead in a few months. Hopefully not. I wonder what it is. Blowing the nose and pinching too hard could do it. A doctor always tries to link any ailment with some action that occurred. 
Doctor it hurts whenever I do this. Then stop doing that. 


The Natives were and are expert in plants and herbs and they knew how to heal themselves from sometimes complex ailments with the use of herbal remedies. 


Another chapter of the tumultuous Court intrigues world of local politics has unfolded as BC Conservatives Leader John Rustad has been declared 'professionally incapacitated' which is unprecedented less than glowing terms. Such terse language. And just before Christmas which is cold comfort indeed especially since it was John Rustad who founded the BC Conservatives Party, the blood-sport of politics, but at least he gets to collect his Leader's pension. 
Elenore Sturko probably had something to do with it. 
Elenore Sturko sits near, right behind MLA Dallas Brodie in the Legislature. 
Most recently, during a Legislative Session, Dallas Brodie was speaking in the Legislature and Elenore Sturko said something audible but indistinguishable but whatever it was that she said, Dallas Brodie heard it. She wheeled, and turned to Elenore Sturko and said, "Are you the Speaker of the Hiuse? Excuse me. I mean, Are you the Speaker of the House?" 
Elenore Sturko raised both arms which seemed to say two things,  "I'm surprised that you would act this way because what I said wasn't that big of a deal." and  "Yeah! I'm right here! Bring it on! Let's go!" 
Elenore Sturko is ex RCMP, but Dallas Brodie was a defense lawyer. Both work for the judicial branch of government. In terms of rank, a lawyer and a cop can give each other a run for their money. 
A lawyer is very dangerous. During testimony, a lawyer testified that his client experienced multiple personalities. Outside the Courthouse, a protestors yelled at the lawyer, saying,  "Which of your muliptle personalities did you display during the Court trial?" 
The lawyer said,  "See you inside."  That could be code that the lawyer could arrange for that protestors to be inside the Courthouse, in the docks, no less. 
I always thought that John Rustad was a good Leader. But what the public thinks and what political insiders who actually work in politics is different. 
John Rustad got booted out? What happened there
The entire Province of British Columbia must be in shock because of this recent news. 


If I were to venture a guess as to why John Rustad got voted out as Leader it's because so many Conservative MLAs have left in such a short time. A hemorrhaging of MLAs, and avalanche of MLAs. With 93 seats, with the Conservatives having 42 seats and with 8 Conservatives MLAs having been fired or quit, about 1/5 of BC Conservatives MLAs left or were kicked out less than a year after the election. Thus, the much delighted Premier David Eby has gone from leading a minority government to leading a majority government. And how many more MLA exits are coming down the pike? 
Who knows if the new Leader Trevor Halford might not also be someone who would kick an MLA out of caucus on the slightest provocation especially with John Rustad as his handler? 
John Rustad was the founder of the Party. This give him a unique dynamic. 
Hamish Telford, poli-sci professor of Uvic said it is common for Leaders to resign after a caucus revolt. 
Stewart Prest poli-sci prof at UBC said it comes down to a difference between Law and politics. Under the Law, there was really no reason to kick him out. So the Conservative MLAs decided to use the Party pluribus citing professional incapacitation which was in the Partys Charter to oust their Leader. 
John Rustad said, he's not leaving. He got 71% approval rating in the last Leadership review and he is going on, on the strength of that. 
The Sleaker of the House Raj Chouhan is the one to decide who will be the Conservative Leader. As the strangest luck and timing would have it, Legislative Assembly ended yesterday, one day earlier than planned so we won't find out until February. This is just like a television series cliffhanger. I'm sure the entire Province wants to pick the brain of the Speaker of the House to find out who the next BC Conservatives Leader is. 
John Rustad announced that he is stepping down as Leader. 



Today, I completed Mission 3 on Flight 74 and thus opened the free play missions for the first time ever. I've had this apps for quite a few months. It is absolutely wonderful and surpasses all expectations. Free fly anywhere for as long as you want. There is only one plane and a few take off places, airports at different locations. Not bad. 
Life is full of surprises because up to this point, I just assumed that I would never complete mission 3 and get the free play. I figured it out. This plane like all vehicles has its own character and takes awhile to get used to. Once you do, the plane is yours. 


Friday, December 5, 2025


Life is overwhelming. I wish I could get an early reprieve. 


There is a VR app called Flight Deck. 
It is only one plane. A Cessna. 
The plane appears in either VR or in Mixed reality. So an airplane in wherever a person is sitting, their room. It is very detailed. Most VR plane apps have a five point check at most. Magneto, Fuel Connection, Electricity connection, Turn on switch, Throttle, landing gear, flaps. This app has quite a lot more point checks. It is most detailed but without it actually being a flight simulator as the disclaimer says. 
The VR mode looks primitive and crude. Not as good as Dawn of Jets and Flight Unlimited. Not even close. The asking price for this monstrosity and anomaly is $28 plus tax. I've never seen a VR app at that price with no reviews. 
Their write up is naeky and snide. It goes, "Now you can enjoy flying a Cessna in your room without cringy posters on your wall. 
Really? 
That's the same kind of energy as when the BC Conservatives presumed that John Rustad was supposedly 'professionally incapacitated'. Snide and snarky. 
For them presupposing that any prospective client has cringy posters in their wall, I won't get that app.
It seems like a crude and clinical app compared to the rock and roll pacing of Dawn of Jets and World War One and World War Two airplane. 
There is very little articles and write ups about this app, if any. There are no people who would even bother reviewing this app on YouTube as I haven't seen any videos. This app is probably a front for a money laundering scam. 


Today, I went and got a Combo Annual Pass at the Royal BC Museum. This includes an IMAX annual pass. I want to see how real IMAX compares to VR IMAX which is available on the BigScreen VR in the Arc Max theatre. Thwts my go to theatre. 
For old movies like Fantasia 1940, I would opt for the spectral Grand Cinema. It's not just an old school movie theatre, The Grand Cinema is a very old school theatre. Not your parents theatre, think more like great grandparents theatre. 
The part I like most about the museum is the hold rooms in the pirate ship. They were common crew quarters. Furnishings were sparse, even spartan. 
Spartan fare for a tartan queer lol. 
Anyways, my room in my hotel is like one of the crew quarters. I have television, a tablet and VR goggles for entertainment. 
Their items of entertainment were displayed. There was a sewing kit, a checkers game, a candle with a pen and paper, a recorder which is a woodwind instrument, and a cup with two dice. Deck of cards. 
Those were non electrical forms of entertainment. 
The museum had a white Anemone that looked like white fluff. It reminded me of mink coats of the British Royal Family of the 1930s. 


This morning, I thought of Emily Carr yet again as I decided that I might have brain damage. I get intrusive and unwanted thoughts all the time, all the time, and these thoughts have convinced me that I have brain damage. Douglas Bloch and Emily Carr would say that I don't have brain damage. 
When a person is over fifty, they have memories of weird trahy articles read 40 years ago or more. The logic is that there's nothing wrong with having a memory a few weeks old or a couple of years old at most. But if a person can still remember really weird sh*t from what, fricking 45 years ago?! And it isn't salient cogent knowledge. It's the most salacious prurient, dissolute knowledge. 
At the rock and roll display at the museum, there was a sticker from the old times, 40 years ago. It reads,  "I will meditate And then I will destroy the World." What kind of knowledge is that? 
The intrusive thoughts usually revolve around weird crap read in articles in porn magazine from 40 years ago. It's not the kind of person that I want to be or the thoughts that I necessarily want to have! These thoughts are sometimes painful. 
This is an example of a person who is scared of their own shadow. 
That's why I think of Emily Carr, of when she was in England in 1895, every day. 
Well, if you ever have these stupid intrusive unwanted thoughts so frequently that you think you might have brain damage, you're not alone. 


At the museum, there was the rock and roll display. Snotty Nose Rez Kids were featured and there was also a Native display with it and I looked at the Native display and felt love for it. The Natives indeed people of all Nationalities are people who are loved. 


The documentary, For the Killing mentioned that street names are being changed to First Nations names. Illegible names with numerical digits, reverse E's and apostrophes strewn all over the place. It has a very beautiful and stylized look. It's hell for people reporting incidents to first responders. What street are you on? 
Skuxw7' How do you think that's pronounced? That's Salish. I mean, really. 
The Native language doesn't have alveolar fricatives or else the 'sh' sound. So passion is pounced passin' and fishing is pronounced fissing. The word b*tch is pronounced bits. 
In Hong Kong, for instance, Street names are written in Chinese with English equivalents written along with the street sign, Tsim Sha, Nathan Road, Lanyard Road, etc etc.
In Vancouver, write the Native name and then along with it, the English equivalent. 
As far back as three decades ago, some street signs in Vancouver particularly in the Chinatown started having Chinese writing, and then in the East Indian shopping areas, street signs with East Indian script started appearing. 


At the Museum, there are no Native artifacts. The artifacts were all returned to their respective tribes. Sokme of those artifacts were worth a fortune. The 150 year old Native mask in perfect condition. It looked spectacular. That would be worth a fortune. 
Since there is a kibosh on OG Native artifacts, what about replicas? Then the Natives would deem that to be cultural appropriation. The next best answer would be replicas made under Native supervision and approval. Those artifacts are very beautiful and I'm sure people wouldn't mind seeing that. 
Or exhibits could be part of a traveling exhibit. These exhibits go on tour and then are returned to their Native tribes. 
The ROM Royal Ontario Museum and the Royal Tyrell Museum in Alberta presumably have their First Nations museum displays. 
Whether the museum has Native displays or not, life hates a vacuum and so the museum will either have this thing or else that thing for an exhibit. 
The museum is at a quandary. The Natives didn't like the profusion of European based dioramas because the Natives regarded that as vestiges of colonialism. But then they didn't like their OG artifacts being displayed there too. Only in BC. What a Province. Ontario and Alberta don't seem to suffer such indignities. 
Some people you just can't please. Fickle. 
The museum seems to be a shell of its former self. Yet the annual pass price has gone up. Paying more and more for less and less. It is the Canadian way. 

The museum could be turned into a National Geographic style museum of anthropology. Show exhibits from all places except for Canada European pioneers and Nstives. So the musuem would have stuff from China, Africa, South America, Russia, etc etc 


At the rock and roll display, there was a drum set, no drum sticks. I sat behind the drum set. Any music of Allan Holdsworth is music that is all improvisational drums. A person can improvise and play the drums like Animal on the Muppets. I did! At least I think I did. 
Allan Holdsworth, Letters of Marquee, that music is a drummers improvisational playground. 
Another song I like to play the drums to all the time is the live version of Frank Gamble, Spending Sunday with You. That is one of the best drum music ever. Ever. 


I decided to take the day off today because I upgraded to 600 mg capsules of Ashwagandha from 300 mg gummies. 
London Drugs withania somnifera gummies Jamieson 300 mg - $30
WalMart goli brand Ashwagandha gummies - $19
Rexall drugs, webber natural either gummies or capsules $18.49 gummies 300mg, capsules 600 mg. For the same price, I naturally opted for the capsules. 
Are these extra strength. I took one and again, got that pilled out tranqued out fake yawn clinical feeling and I had a morning nap. 
Just too wiped out to work. 
I did pull out a few weeds here and there. Such small tasks and minute moves like that can beautify a city. 

 
The News said that a US agency said that Europe is in danger of 'civilizational erasure' which is the most ridiculous phrase I've of heard of in recent times since 'professionally incapacitated'. 
What does it mean? 
That's assuming that Europe has a civilization to begin with. It barely has one. 
Housing crisis, food insecurity, massive unemployment, street disorder, frequent strikes against the government and Europe is a calico cat patchwork of different languages. Go three hundred miles in any direction and you're hearing a different language. That's a civilization? 
The US said that? Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. It isn't exactly shingles and shinola States side. Every culture leaves something to be desired. That's the ghastly wretched settings of this dimension. But it also includes lasagna! 
A civilization that's running on all four cylinders heck, all twelve cylinders would look like the pristine cities of Le Corbusier where there is no unemployment, no street disorder, all housing is five star hotel level and intensely affordable, no street disorder, no illicit drug use or even tendency or inclination to use drugs as people otherwise have something a lot better going on in their life. And everyone would be able to understand one another. No language barriers. 
"If all the castles were made of gingerbread, and the moats were flowing with mulberry wine." Tyrion Lannister, Game of Thrones 
There is such a realm that exists. It's called the afterlife, that's if one, be it human or animal or even plant, passes their life review and makes it to heaven. There are as many heavens as there are people. Each person goes to a place that they resonate with and although its a vibe realm that makes them comfortable, other people might deem it to be a kind of hell. 
"I would rather rule in hell than to serve in heaven." William Blake 


Life is full of surprises. Today I got AirPort Security, Christmas Airport. Less than $8 with tax. Worth it. Beautiful Christmas airport. 
Being an airport security guard checking in passengers at the Departures Lounge. There is no set up for Arrivals in this app. There is another Airport Security app, the same app developer that produced Nightclub Security. I got one security guard app. That's good enough. 


Claire Newell on Global News travel said that it is often a good idea to not be so cheap and spend a little more and enjoy yourself. Often paying a little more brings a lot more luxury. Paying a little less can bring a lot more cheap atmosphere etc. 
So I decided to go for the Christmas edition DLC  of airport security. It's worth the money. Gorgeous graphics. Very festive. It's a present to myself. 


Back to the Future is on at IMAX. I can see that for free on my VR. Go to Arc Max and try to dig up a medium resolution copy of that movie for free. For some reason just about all old movies are available either on 
- Internet archive
- Dailymotion
- bilibili
- a Russian free movie site 
Back to the Future is about time travel. After the movies, of course the children will ask their parents,  "Is time travel possible?" or else, "What is the nature of time?" 
Very few parents would be able to explain it like I would. 
"Time is an algorithm, a dynamic, a modality. Einstein said that everything is in fact, happening simultaneously and that linear time is a illusion. How can this be? That's because linear time is subjective but time travel itself is objective. 
Sometimes they cancel each other out. A time travel trip to the future returned from yesterday is a past event. And a time travel trip to the past that's happening tomorrow is a future event. In this particular instance, the future is the past and the past is the future.
Linear time without time travel has no definition. 
Time travel without linear time has no structure. 
The two strangely depend on one another as they are extensions of one another. 
Ghosts in the afterlife operate on this dynamic. Also ghosts operate under a set of physics that is like 1T broadband to us operating in high latency 5G broadband. That's what is called ghost protocol. That's called Andromedan protocol. 
As for there being proprietary technology in existence that can travel through time like Marty Mcfly, I'm sorry kids. That just isn't possible. That would create the bootstrap paradox and the grandfather theory and like Ghostbusters, it would result in every single molecule in the Universe exploding at the speed of light. You might be able to work with that, but I sure couldn't! There is no such thing as a time machine." 
I doubt that any parents would be able to explain the movie Back to the Future to their progeny as well as that. Basically no, a time machine isn't possible. 
The parent could then say, "I can't afford to get you a DeLorean but what about a Madrid brand cruiser style wide deck skateboard exactly the style that Marty Mcfly had? I could afford to get you that. Madrid brand is notoriously difficult to find but Santa Cruz skateboards which is only like the Mercedes Benz of skateboards cruiser style skateboards are not difficult to find. Any skateboard shop in any town carries Santa Cruz cruiser style skateboards." 


I had to, just had to get A Charlie Brown Christmas pinball table on Pinball FX VR. Even when I was a child I got Charlie Brown Christmas presents like the Charlie Brown encyclopedia with Snoopy. It was a hardcover book. $9. What the heck. Best way to spend $9. There were other pinball tables for sale. I wouldn't even try to get them. Can't afford it. Although, there are two Williams tables Monsters. $10 Ameeican but probably $14 Canadian. Forget it. Whatever. I feel a kind of personalization and derealization. 

I also got the new Alice In Wonderland DLC on Walkabout Mini Golf for $5. Oh my, I'm really looking forward to this. 


Matlock was eating lasagna on last nights episode. That gives me an idea. Stovetop lasagna. 
Now for pies, one adds a layer of grated cheese at the bottom to keep the pie shell from sticking. 
You don't need to do that with stovetop lasagna but you can't put the pasta lasagna noodle on the bottom, as it will burn. 
To start with, cook up some spaghetti sauce with ground beef. Spaghetti sauce is garlic then add ground beef, then ground Italian spices, then tomato sauce and bay leaves are a must. Add some sugar too. But not too much. On the bottom of the pot, one inch layer of pasta sauce, then a layer of pre-cooked lasagna noodles, then more pasta sauce and a layer of grated mozzarella cheese do this for two more layers and then top with grated cheese, mozzarella and parmesan. Put lid on. Cook. That should do it. You can make a really deep lasagna that would take two days to eat. 


Tonight, I felt a massive anxiety attack that lasted for about a hour. I hadn't taken Ashwagandha for 12 hours. This new dosage is stronger so I thought I'd wait longer until the next dose. 
Sudden Ashwagandha withdrawal can cause what is called rebound anxiety however, there is nothing in the plant's endemic chemical structure that would cause that. Adaptogens only take anxiety away, they never add anxiety so whatever anxiety was already there. 
One person said that they had been taking Ashwagandha for 20 years. Do I have to take it for 20 years? Ashwagandha is supposed to be taken for two months and then rest a month or two and then go back on it. Otherwise it can cause liver damage. Don't take it steadily. So his 20 year use could have been a pattern of 20 years of two months on and two months off. 


I still kind of feel fear. I have to remember that because of the amount of and because of the intensity of some of my Royal Dreams, I have to know that the British Royal Family is looking out for me somehow. 
I see the number 111 often and every day. Every. Single. Day. A Royal ghost is haunting me majorly. 
I see the number 111 even when I play VR which means that they are powerful enough to follow me even into the world of virtual reality. How could Royal ghosts do that? They must be pretty powerful. 
"I'm Henry the Eight I am, Henry the Eight I am I am." Patrick Swayze, Ghost 
That movie teaches that there are indeed Royal ghosts that haunt persons. 
Whether it's real or not, it's better to believe a good delusion than a bad delusion because with a good delusion, either way you win. Is the British Royal Family leader joking out for me or would they even know about me? Who knows? 
The tragedy is a bad delusion especially if it's not true because nothing would be a more supreme waste of time than to be all afraid of something that is completely fictional, imaginary, made up, and completely in your head and nowhere else. Yet you really believe it! 
That's the limbic system, the reptilian underbrain. When it doesn't exactly have the facts, it will scramble and make stuff up. 
Yesterday, because of what I wrote about the Natives, I was shaking as I left the elevator of my hotel. 1. I sincerely believed that I was brain damaged. 2. The Natives want to scalp me. 
I walked out of my hotel and saw three Natives whom I've seen around lots in the neighborhood. They are among the best people in town. I were smiling and happy to see me. 
I smiled back but in my mind, I thought, "Whew! Thank God that they didn't scalp me on the spot right then and there." 
That's the kind of week I've been having. 
Could that be an example of the tragedy of labouring under a imaginary fear that doesn't exist? 


I took another high strength Ashwagandha an hour ago. I feel better. 
I love people of all Nationalities. We all have to struggle under the painfully basic settings of the physics of this dimension. 
If a person doesn't die young, chances are, they will go through some event that will break them. 
"You see, every man has a breaking point. You and I have one. Walt Kurtz has reached his and he has clearly gone insane." Apocalypse Now 
I had a breaking point as you might know, where my stomach felt like it had a hot steam iron and there were boulders rolling around in my head. 
That level of pain is unusual. That I survived it. I don't know. 
In the movie Bugonia, the CEO Emma Stone was put through a lot of voltage of electricity. Which led Jesse Plemons to say,  "No ordinary person could survive all that pain. I assumed you were one of the worker class. I now see that you are Royalty." or words to that effect. 


Sunday, December 7, 2025 


The high strength Ashwagandha. I can really feel it. It's like a driving force. 


Even hundreds of years before Christianity, there were religions that had something that died around the Winter Solstice and then came back to life a few days later. Total agrarian calendar. 
Easter. Who else has a death day where on some years, that person's death day is in March, on other years, that person's death day is in April. Again, total agrarian calender. Before Christianity, it was commemorated as the lunar month that was time to plant the crops. Farmers back then knew that plants respond to lunar cycles as much as solar cycles. 
When a plant is young and growing, it doesn't need moonlight at night. That's why Easter in the old days was the new moon. As the plant gets older, in the first thirty days, there is more moonlight at night to help it grow. Plants get photosynthesis from sunlight and they are sensitive enough to get photosynthesis from moonlight, from any light, that's why indoor greenhouse grow ops with their synthetic sunlight aka high pressure sodium lightbulbs can grow plants like hothouse tomatoes and begonias. 


Smurfs on Epic Roller Coaster VR. $15. 
Mulling it over due to the price. Looks spectacular. 
Anyone who has deep searing visceral memories of the Smurfs spanning over four decades ought to at least take one day to consider getting this level. 
Should I get it or not? 
It's $15 and the whole thing is over in four minutes. 


I hope that Unlimited Flight VR is good. Only about four days to go. 
The B- 2 Spirit bomber is on the same class as the B - 117 Raider and the B - 27 Nighthawk all of which are available in VR. 
The 117 and the 27 are available on AR Planes VR or else augmented reality Planes virtual reality. Good titles. Or AR could mean aerial reconnaissance. 
Reconnaissance nothing, some of those planes are like Rambo. They were built for onky one purpose. To kill. Period. 


I can't make it without my sweetness. 
I can't make it without the beautiful. 
Beautiful lady, beautiful Heather. 
Beautiful Heather, beautiful lady. 
I just can't make it without my sweetness. 
Anyone can see that. That's obvious to anyone. 



Monday, December 8, 2025 


My modem is dead. Or else Rogers shut off my internet. I've been overpaying $10 a month over the last two years. Still, I get cut off. 
Or it might be windy and a tree branch struck the line. But my friends who have Rogers Internet have their internet up and running. 
I might need a new modem. I get modem upgrades every few years. This is my third modem. I'm going to the cable office on Welfare Wednesday. 
Why then and not tomorrow? 
I piggybacked off of Dogwood free Wi-Fi. It's a government wi fi so it won't access porn. Who cares? 
I got on Dogwood wi fi at 7pm. 
My internet died at 1 pm. So for six hours I didn't know if I'd get Smurfs. 
I went to the bank at 3 pm and paid part of my cable bill, above what I paid last month. 
On my way to the bank, I saw a small Chinese boy run past me. He was wearing a blue coat and a white cap. That reminded me of a Smurf. It turned out to be an omen that I'd get the Smurfs Roller Coaster VR app although at the time I didn't believe it. I left the bank and was like Robin Williams in the movie One Hour Photo. I sat near the bank for three minutes with my head in my hand, not moving a muscle. I was crestfallen and mulling over the possible loss of the Smurfs on Epic Roller Coaster. 
On my way home, I saw a tall man wearing a yellow shirt. Yellow is angel color. 
Well, a few hours later, I remembered that some people in my hotel walked to the front area near the windows and got free wi fi all the time. So I thought I'd try it. 
Dogwood is 2G wi fi. Not even 3G. 
As a result, YouTube videos do not work at all. A two hour movie presumably takes 6 to 8 hours to buffer before being able to watch. 
But my installed apps that work offline? The ones I really really like? They work fine! They work really good once installed and using the in-device Snap dragon 4 processor. 
It runs on all 12 cylinders. YouTube? Not so much. It runs on 1 out of 12 cylinders. 
Hopefully it's just a tree branch or I could get a new modem. Rogers Cable has a bad reputation for double billing or negetive option billing. They will charge a month, heck, two months in advance. Technically, you don't really have to pay, but rich people who are policy wonks, perfectionists and completion is t's, usually pay. God damned Rogers and their underhanded business practices. 
Of course a person will pay, and see their balance down to $0 but two weeks later, not even a month later, some weird negative option billing bullsh*t charge will show up on an invoice. 
This inflates their IPO. They'll say they have a billion dollar company. What they won't mention is that it's based on $650 million in accounts received and $350 million in accounts receivable. Hyper, venal, sleazy, bonkers. 
The movie Tron Ares did metaphorically point out hyperinflated tech stocks. What are the chances of that in real life? 
I wish there was apps in either VR or Android tablet which is a modem. Pay as you go, no double billing, no negative option billing. The News encourages us to buy local. If buying local means subscribing to Rogers with their hyper venal billing practices, just forget buying local and buy some modem or router or repeater app from the States, a place that knows how to hustle and do business properly, that you can install. A repeater strengthens a weak WiFi signal. Theoretically, I can get a repeater for Dogwood WiFi. 
Dogwood WiFi is 3G and free. So now we get for free what we one time had to pay for. In the late 90s and 2000s people paid monthly for 3G internet. Downloading a movie was like 48 hours to download a 2 hour movie. 5G is way better obviously. 
Shaw was a lot better. Shaw was way better. No unexpected surprises, really good people. 
Had the ducks been all in a row, I would have gotten the Smurfs Roller Coaster DLC at 1:30 pm. With the modem having gone kaputz and me having quite a time trying to get an internet connection. When I cottoned on to the free government WiFi and had to slow install the DLC that I was able to get, it was around midnight when I was able to try to Smurf roller coaster app for the first time. 
Its a Royal conspiracy. Smurfs Roller Coaster DLC is my third Smurfs app and it involves a midnight ride. 
I had at the very least those three major Royal dreams and the third major Royal Dream of the bunch involved a midnight ride. 
God works overtime in life to remind me what He whispered to me in the night. 
1. Sort A Smurf VR
2. Smurfs Flower Defense VR
3. Smurfs Roller Coaster DLC VR - a midnight ride! Midnight Train to Georgia. 
Since my internet was cut off, I presume they won't be charging me for the time I don't get internet. So in the next two months, I will pay whatever amount a month and within one or two months, I should get my 5G internet again. Or else I'll visit Rogers on welfare chewuday along with my modem. They might want to issue me an upgraded modem. This happened before with Shaw. In fact I'm on my third cable company modem now. The first one was blue in colour. The last two were black in colour. 
I the next few days, I might get a sign saying, "Your modem is working again! Don't worry. It wasn't what you thought it was. Whatever it was. Plug it in again!" 


There was once a bizarre survey. It was about Telus. 
What do you think of Telus and even how often do you think of Telus. 
Telus and Rogers are hyper venal versions of Shaw. Shaw cable was mellow and always treated me fairly and Shaw Cable should get a Business Award from the Better Business Bureau. 
Telus and Rogers, not so much. They are arbitrary whim, negative option billing scary and should be avoided if at all possible. That's what I think of Telus. 


I tried Smurfs on Epic Roller coasters. $15. Worth it. Expecially if I am going to have it for life or at least for quite awhile. Total and complete Smurf vibes which reminds me of my trip to the Granville Island Toy Company which is a very yuppie, bourgeois, and very heavenly place. Intensely heavenly. 
The rides were fun, fast paced with lots and lots of Smurfs running around. No empty scenes devoid of people as seen in so many other VR apps. No no. 
Download speed is slow. My modem when it works, would download that game is about five minutes. Dogwood WiFi takes two hours to download a 5 GB app. 
Still better than my first ever tablet which took 14 hours to download a 1 GB app. 
I wonder how much storage Flight Unlimited VR would require. 


Last night, I got through the swinging sacks level of the Lucy Liu Pirate VR app. The trick is to grab the rope apparatus near the third set of sacks otherwise that third section would be impossible. I didn't see that the first time. The rest of the game wasn't too difficult although challenging. The game was made for eighth graders. If they could figure it out, I ought to be able to I was once in eight grade in 1983. 


The government Internet connection is wonderful. It's like government meet. Mysterious in its presence, and funky in its omniscience. I was watching a movie and during a scene an actor punched the other actor. I really heard that punch! That's just like the government. 
Government internet is like Wardenclyffe Tower. Sometime in the late 1800s, Nikola Tesla realized that electricity like radio can be sent wirelessly. An entire town had lightbulbs powered with free wireless electricity. Companies that orofiteered off metered electricity didn't like that, of course. 
Now there is free internet as good as if not better than paid for internet in the late 90s back when internet was $39 a month introductory price. Then, the wages were about $8 an hour. Today, the internet is $100 month. However, wages are $17 an hour. 
I should take my modem back to Rogers. Every few years, I get an upgrade to a new modem so it could be that. My landlord said he has a modern set up of modem. Keanu Reeves uses Rogers XFinite which used to be Shaw Ignite. 
Telus offers a $10 a month internet plan for people on low income. But it wouldn't be on the standard of 2G Rogers XFinity. 
The Dogwood government free internet runs better than I thought it would. For some reason, it wouldn't power the YouTube on my smart television, but does YT everywhere and lse. My tablet, and my VR goggles except for the YT VR app which runs on zero out of four cylinders, or more accurately, zero out of twelve cylinders on the Dogwood government Internet. The YT VR is really next level. 
All problems wither under the glare of good government. The government free Internet is further proof of that. 
I wonder what government in the World offers the most powerful free government Internet. Probabky Europe or China. 
There are certain websites that a person is not allowed to visit but otherwise movies and video games are all perfectly all right. 
I won't have money til next payday so it would make sense that would be the best time to visit Rogers. However they might just want to set me up with a new XFinity modem. I still have the Ignite modem. This happened before with Shaw. Get a new updated and with the times modem. Your current modem has now become a retro modem. 


Some houses in Burnaby have lots of Christmas lights on the lawn that are lit up at night. The News encouraged them to go on with their plans to get more Christmas lights and decorations. 
A certain angry Canadian would call that a Christmas @bortion, and Santa's wh@rehouse. 


I swept the grounds of the Courthouse today. When it's wet, the job is three times as difficult. When it's raining, it's about five times as difficult. I don't give a f*ck, I'll still work for the Courthouse when it's raining and dancing while I do it. 
One requires a special technique to sweep leaves off the ground when it's wet. Also when it's wet, I allow myself a 95% completion rate rather than the 100% when it's dry. 
When it's dry, leaves can be swept any old way. 
Its important whether when it's wet or dry, to sweep in a way that doesn't damage or bend back the bristles. Despite the best efforts, over time, the bristles of a brrim will shorten. The more the time, the more the shortening of the bristles. 


At the end of the Disney owned Star Wars episode 9, a young person was shown using a broom. The broom goes back to the first Mickey Mouse cartoons when Mickey Mouse was using a broom. 
Using a broom is tied to Star Wars and to Disney's Mickey Mouse. Mickey is a nickname for Michael. Michael, the ArchAngel. 


5G Boradband or any broadband implies continuous. A person doesn't have to dial in. 



Tuesday, December 9, 2025 


Today is a day off. After working yesterday in low key monsoon al weather, I'm deciding to take a respite and to enjoy the free government Wi fi internet. It works better than I expected. A person isn't allowed to view uh, certain websites. However, I can live with that. Who cares? I get my kicks from the waist up. 


12:45 pm. 
One day, nineteen hours and fifteen minutes to go until Flight Unlimited VR. 


If you feel envy, what you are experiencing is a weird energy jangle brought about from the settings of the physics of this dimension. 
A lot of it has to do with ellipsis. When you see someone with something that you envy, whatever it is, luxurious material objects and especially a woman can do a number on any man. You imagine they are having a great relationship but every relationship involves dealing with a unique and exquisitely strange energy jangle. 
Some objects are pretty good. Such as my VR goggles. Now that I have VR, I don't really feel that I need anything else. And this is just first generation which leaves me wondering how future generations of VR will look like. 
I'll have money next week and I'll bring my modem to ask what's what about my internet connection. I'd be willing to pay however much and if it's too much, arrange to make payments to upgrade to the XFinity bigger broadband internet. 
I really could say that the free government internet works better and faster than the internet I paid for about 20 years ago. What a miracle. 
On the planet Coruscant in the movie Star Wars, even the most impoverished person enjoys free government 12G broadband Internet while the rich enjoy unimaginable 50G broadband Internet. 



Wednesday, December 10, 2025


6:35 am. 1 day, 3 hours and 25 minutes until Unlimited Flight VR. 
I'm going to go to Rogers Cable and see wass wass. What's what. 
Ist Höhe ge getroffen. Schwalbe ist gefallen. 
Los geht nach Höhem. Ich liebe das. Das ist fast Höhe ge windig. 
Das wass für die escortiert. Flugabwehrgeschützestationnen der sturz. 
I need high speed internet again. I'll do what I have to. Replace modem, pay them money, whatever. I'm nervous about going there. I'm nervous about going anywhere due to torpor of the mind. A few people in the hotel told me there's no reason to be nervous. You are there to give them money. 


Worries that AI will take over the World. 
Reading and parroting off of Quora, 
There is moral, neutral and amoral. Ai is neutral. 
AI is like a spirit in the afterlife. It needs nothing. It doesn't need to eat or sleep, if it needs to travel, it does it at the speed of subatomic particles on its own without need of any assistance. Ai has no nerve endings so it isn't afraid of dying or someone turning off the power and even illness which registers as a programming malfunction, again, no nerve endings, no pain. And AI doesn't have cortisol therefore AI will never experience PTSD. 
Therefore it has no needs or wants and therefore motives. 
There is the concept of aspirational drift. The AI will always follow the programming it was built with. Over time, it won't want something different. 
There is aspirational drift between two people where goals and visions between two people who mutually agreed on something can and often does happen. That's why some of the happiest people in the World are single people. 


Well, wtf, yesterday, I preordered Tin Hearts episode 1 VR for $15. Presumably the next episode releases next Christmas. Fast Lawyer VR reviewed it. I saw the trailer and the graphics are, I would say, mind blowing. I wasn't going to get it because of the cost and because I felt all Chriatmased out with Airport Security Christmas, Charlie Brown Christmas Pinball Table. It releases tomorrow, the same time as Flight Unlimited. 


I'm worried that Flight Unlimited VR won't be as good as I thought. That and the housing crisis. Other than that, I have no worries. Except the usual worries of growing old and of the future. 
A few months ago, I didn't know that my future would include Flight Unlimited VR. A few good things happened this year that I didn't think would ever happen. 


I might as well reveal the secret. 
The image is not of a magician giving away his secrets and then the crowd doesn't respect anymore. It is of a mentor teaching a new generation, to strengthen the human species, although to what, in eight million years, the entire species will be gone. 
As for magic, there are lots of books written about how to be a magician. 
To kick a broom up and catch it with the hand, if a person tries to do it using one singular kick motion upward, it probably won't work. A person has to bounce the foot up and down at a certain speed and tempo and pace. And then kick upwards. This creates a centrifugal force necessary to achieve a slingshot effect. It's science. Rocket ships that circles around the moon used the slingshot effect of the moon to help propel it back to Earth. 
"The crane kick. If done right, no one can stop." Karate Kid
If done right, the slingshot effect works. 
Variations. Try it on the left and right foot, on the inside edge of the foot and on the same foot with the broom facing the other way, on the outside edge of the foot. Either feet. 
Cirque du Soleil, baby. 


I was going to go to Rogers Cable today. I'll go on cheque day Wednesday. I used to always go on Wednesday. It was a tradition. 
"It's tradition. It's tradition."
"What have you got against tradition?!" 
I'll be more financially prepared on cheque day obviously. I think I need a new modem. 
Dogwood free government internet isn't bad. It's free VS what, $110 a month not counting negative option billing charges. 
The YouTube videos don't look as crisp and the HDTV full HD isn't there. But it still more or less works. Better than VCR technology definition. 
I can download apps and they can be played offline. 
I could survive til next Wednesday but I will have to see the cable company. Torpor of the mind makes me procrastinate and delay til next Wednesday to possibly get Rogers XFinity next level high speed internet. 


Thursday, December 11, 2025 


5:25 am. 4 hours and 35 minutes until Unlimited Flight. Tentatively, Tin Hearts as WL but they delayed until February which I thought was sleazy. Talk about a bait and switch. 
Caveat emptor. 
Pay for something on the premise that it would be released on a certain date. If known it was to be released in two months, perhaps I wouldn't bother in the logic that I could be dead in less than two months. Anything can happen in two months. 
Is that how they run a business? 
Or as the Chinese would say,  'Gum ja joe sung yi? " sung yi means generation of yi, or business. 
Google Android Apps sure the heck never did that. And Amazon, ha ha, penalizes sellers who delay and ship their items late. Meta doesn't seem to have the same standard of quality control or else vigilance for their VR apps. 
Tin Hearts VR. Remember when they said it would be released on December 11 at 10 am? They were even insufferable enough to say what time it would be released and down to the last minute. Psyche! It won't be released until the end of February 2026. 
What if someone was scheduled to be euthanized in January. Had they known that the app would be released in Feneruary, past their death date, they wouldn't have shelled out the $10 or whatever the hell on the presumption that it would be released in December 11. I wish that Anne Drewa of Consumer Matters on Global TV could know about this devious move on the part of Tin Hearts VR.  
Life has its clues. Only someone with tin-y hearts would yank the carpet out from under an entire VR community as well as the AIDS community like that and release an app two months later than announced. That says it all. 
What if a person had AIDS and wouldn't be expected to make it to February but in all likelihood past December? That AIDS patient would have then been $10 poorer for nothing. Thoughtless on the part of Tin Hearts. F*ck!ng @ssh@les! 
Yi, as in what Mencius once said, "I want life and I also want yi. But if I don't have yi then I don't want life. Therefore it can be said that there are some things that I want more than life and some things that I fear more than death."
Life is worth living but only to a point. 
A lot of people who died of overdoses were neither suicidal nor non-suicidal. They didn't care. They thought, either way, I win or else either way, I could win. 
Psychics on YouTube say that everyone who commits suicide has regret afterwards. 
I don't believe that. Some people on the News, they did terrible things, this thing, that thing, whatever. Now had they did themselves in years ago, and being a ghost in the afterlife, one has cosmic knowledge but they usually twist that knowledge to their own temperament. For instance, some people when they become a ghost in the afterlife, get that cosmic knowledge and just don't care while others care a lot. 
The people who commit suicide and then get the cosmic knowledge that comes to all ghosts in the afterlife meaning that, to quote Matt Fraser,  "They can see your tomorrow better than you can see your yesterday." They can see five, ten, twenty years and more into the future. Those who would have been reported on the News doing a terrible thing would be glad that they did themself in rather than things taking their other course. 
Think of someone on the News who did something terrible. I mean really terrible. Would it not be better for all involved, the victims, the perpetrator and the world, had they did themself in years ago on some a stitch in time saves nine kind of logic? 
Someone once told me that someone said to them, "Why don't you do me a favor, do yourself a favor and do society a favor and k*ll yourself?" 
I've come up with certain answers. Answers that Churches never talk about so I wonder about those places. They talk in circles walking a very repetitive circumvented and regimented line. Flakes. Squares. 
Those who haven't come up with the answers I have are way more braver in committing suicide than I would be if I did it. They would be flailing against the new and abruptly different time travel dynamic of time as linear time would then be somewhat suspended and irrelevant  and the strange rubber-man like extended and different set of physics. It would confuse them to no end in some cases. Whereas I'd be right at home and wouldn't be as adversely affected as some people. 
Catholic Church is better. A person can go to a Catholic Church and find a girlfriend within three years. A person can go TK a Protestant Church and find nothing after ten years. The Catholic Church is united and therefore has a much larger community than any of the individualized frsctionalized denominationized Protestant Church. 
With Catholics, you have Catholics, one Vatican, One Pope. 
Protestantism is what, Baptists, Anglicans, Presbyterians, Methodists, Lutherans, Episcopalians. 
Catholic is better. Catholic is disco. Protestant is classical music. 


Enter the Dragon. That movie was the only movie Bruce Lee did that ever used his original voice. When he worked with the Chinese, every one of his movies was shot using MOS mit out sound. Due to the noisy city sounds of Hong Kong films had to be redubbed into English, Cantonese and Mandarin, none of them using Bruce Lee's original voice. But this is the same local culture that would have four people living in a space where only one person would live in the West and this is with its local government regulations. Which leaves me wondering what it would look like without government regulations. It's a system wide failure, it's their mentality when it comes to housing. Hyper, ignorant, venal. Intensified classism which takes the place of the otherwise racism in the West. It's the pernicious egregious oerfidious human species. Whenever you get a very large group, control group, of people always one segment will always want and need to find some means of getting on top of another segment to make themselves feel superior. 
I'll be glad when my life here on Earth is over. 
Game of Death since it was under the banner of his other films made in Hong Kong would have probably been dubbed in a few languages. And that would have gone on for a few more films had Bruce Lee not decided to defect to Hollywood. 
The Mit Out Sound, that and the Cantonese opera troupe of the same seven actors and that same girl over and over again. 
So most of his movies were Chinese silent movies. Enter the Drsgon was his only talkie. 
At least if the movies were done today, AI would have dubbed his voice into English, Cantonese, Mandarin, heck all other languages that have audio. 
Ha ha, back then, their approach was that they didn't even attempt to try to dub his voice in a voice that sounded even remotely close to his voice. 
Enter the Dragon when he worked with the West was the only movie that honored his true voice and didn't try to dub that voice or any bullsh*t like that. 
Ive been watching Bruce Lee movies almost every day. Bruce Lee, the Chinese movies he did had that intensely nostalgic sounds of the early 70s that reminds me of the heavenly vibes of Church especially a Chinese Christian Church. The slow mellow langorous soundtrack of the Chinese Bruce Lee movies takes me back to a pristine heavenly time of visiting Chinese Church in the early 70s. 
Whereas the Enter the Dragon soundtrack was more of Western psychedelic era rock and roll. 
Mulling over whether to get the movie Enter the Dragon in Ultra High Definition, on YouTube, I woke up this morning and saw that it was 3:36. Bruce Lee worked with the West in the movie Enter the Drsgon 3:3 in 3:36, 33 is Western Freemasonry. 36, in 3:36. 36 is Chinese Freemasonry. I'm getting the movie. That's a sign. 
One of the ways that Ghosts haunt is through a person waking up or else randomly looking at what time it is and seeing way more than the usual share of seeing certain numbers all the time. For me, it's 1:11. or 111 For some reason. 
Ghosts do that as a way of demonstrating one of their powers. Powers of intense fastidious interdimensional coordination of time and space that had to do with you! 
6:36 am. Purchased Enter the Dragon. This would be the extended version not seen in the theatres. I saw one scene. Two green praying mantis es fighting. Bruce Lee said, "I'll give you 5 to 1." I've never seen that part of the movie before! And I've watched the movie for quite a few decades. 



Traveling to the US. The News talks about the US requiring social media history. 
Most of the time it will turn up nothing. The vast majority of people will still be waved through. The States has the option to require that but it most likely won't always exercise the option to speed things along at airports. There are people they are interested in and this gives them the ability to investigate whereas before they didn't. 
The States has Vegas, Disneyland and Hawaii. Canada doesn't have anything like that. 
Miami would be an awesome city to live in. Better than anywhere in Canada. 


I have a story with a twist that happened to me today. 
I went and bought a nice HDMI DVD player from the Pawn store. $55. 
A good brand, Dynex. The store bought DVD player would have been $45 with tax plus $6 bus fare to get there and at least one hour of time so $4 an hour doesn't seem like much. So I got the pawn store DVD Player and it s a better brand than the store bought discount brand. 
I went to the dollar store and dropped my DVD player. It was in a bad with a lot of other things and it must been the bottle of mango juice because all other things were noodles and there was one can of ravioli as well. The blue ray player was at the bottom of the bag. So the height between the bottom of a fully loaded bag and the floor wouldn't have been much. 
The DVD player still works. I went back to the pawn store the second time and told the employee the story. I also mentioned that since the 80s, there has been shock proof technology. Products are tested dropping it again and again a few times in a laboratory setting. Besides anything that's sold in Canada mus pass CSA Canadian Standards Agency which is Canada's answer to the ISO International Standards Organization. 
Eighties Sony Walkman were known to take a fall and still work. Someone at Church at coffee hour last Sunday said, "Timex, takes a kicking and keeps on ticking." The chances were a million to one the he'd say that. Turned out to be some kind of omen in this case. 
The second time I went to the pawn store, I saw in the window of a store, a window I sometimes look into, a funko pop of KISS, Peter Criss, the drummer, the cat. 
That's the towns covert clandestine way of telling me the they know that I have been a drummer in VR. How could the Town know that?! Oh, they know! 
Its a benign and benevolent conspiracy. Of course I got the item. I didn't know if it would stay on the shelf for much longer. 
If you see something, get it quickly. 
The twist is, had I not dropped the DVD player at the Dollarama, I wouldn't have gone back to the pawn store a second time and would have never gotten the KISS drummer funko pop. 
After I dropped the DVD player, my worry level was at a hundred. I thought that it wouldn't work. Good thing, it seems to work. 


Humans, animals, plants, anything that makes decisions, experi nces aspirational drift, and is what Buddhism calls a sentient being. 
In the Bible, Jesus said to a fig tree that it should die. That's Jesus way of saying that plants will experience some Form of jedgement including intensified self judgement in the afterlife not to punish but to provide clarity. 
Storms don't always show up to cause havoc, sometimes they show up to clear the way. 
Plants are sensitive to solar and lunar cycles, sunlight and moonlight. Heck, if you were to place a sapling near a candle that's always lit in a dark room, the plant will use its photosynthetis to drift towards the candle. 
OG Mandino wrote of the Secret Life of Plants which I wish that I had read. 
Anyways, people on mushrooms, or whatever have heard plants talking. One person kn mushrooms said they heard a entire ivy with all its leaves, one plant talking to one another. Mostly they were kind, innocuous, curious, but some were malevolent suggesting that it should stab itself with the scissors. Whether it's the person's own personality projected and sublimated onto the plant or the pants actual personality, well, neither answer would surprise me. 
If it's the latter case in which it could be, perhaps that fig tree poisoned a lot of people and people accounted for every other possibility except for the plants personality. Nobody knew about that. But Jesus knew. 


No worries. Unlimited Flight VR runs on all 12 cylinders. 
Excellent. A few glitches. Procedural generation issues that cause patches of transparency or else mirror on landscapes. 
The planes look really good. It takes awhile to get used to steering. The key is slight moves go a lot way and sudden jerking movements will cause the plane to spiral out of control. Go slowly and gently with the rudder stick. 
7 out of 12 planes are thus far available. Who cares? The Hercules C130 isn't yet available. The Curtiss P-40 Warhawk looks better than the one in Warplanes WW2, but WPWW2 is waaaaaay more fun to play. 
The Curtiss P-51 Mustang was the precursor to epic F-86 Sabre. 


The A-10C Thunderbolt is available in AR Planes as well as on Unlimited Flight and I flew it! 
Robin DR - great airplane. Looks great very user friendly performance. 
Pitts Special - a modified two wing airplane. Fun to fly. 
Cessna - very clinical
Douglas DC-3 - the airplane in the movies Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom and The Phoenecian Scheme and I flew this plane. Very unique and hauntingly old school steering wheel arrangement. 
Challenger Learjet, Boeing 747 - passenger class, modern standards airplanes not like the decades old dinosaur specials that I've been flying so far. These airplanes are fast! I'm up in the air, and not one minute later, I look down and the plane is so high up. The buildings look miniature. A Boeing 747 would be that fast in real life. The sky is five miles high, the plane goes at 550 mph top speed. 
FA-18 Hornet - modern military jet featured in Warplanes Modern Aircraft VR. Fly with a sidestick, very fast. 
To be brutally honest, modern class military jets don't look as elegant as the military jets of the 50s and the military jets of the 50s as well as WW2 planes don't look as elegant as World War One airplanes. 
But while the highly elegant World War one airplanes went at 227, mph top speed, usually averaging about 180 mph, modern military jets can go over 700 miles an hour. 


In BC Provincial level politics, a few Conservatives or Tory MLAs have quit the Party. 
On the Federal level a MP Michael Ma quit the Conservative Party to join Mark Carney Liberal Party. 
With so many quitting the Conservative or Tory Party, a new word in the political lexicon could emerge. 
Adj. QuitToryal. 
Equatorial. 
On this day, a Chinese quittoryal crossed the Parliamentary equatorial to join the Liberal Party. 
MP Michael MA made quite a quittoryal move this week as he crossed the Parlieamnetsry floor to join the Liberal Party of Canada. 


Essentially, in Canada and probably Stateside too, the Conservative Party is really about the Protestant Church and the Liberal Party in Canada is really about the Catholic Church. 
Look at Canadian history. With the Whig Liberal Party, there were a lot of Catholic Frenchie PMs. With the Tory Conservative Party, uh, not so much. 
Michael Ma joining the Liberals. Who could blame him? Empiricially the Catholic Church is disco and party party party and is Baroque and the Protestant Church is classical music and is Gothic. A person can join the Catholic Church and find a girlfriend in less than five years for sure. There is a larger selection with the Catholic Church. Protestant Church, slim pickings. Spelt noodles. Svelte noodles. Slim noodles. 
With the Protestant Church, a person can go there for ten years and not find anyone. There is a dusty flyblown atmosphere with the Protestant Churches. The interior of Protestant Churches is dark brown or mostly grey. 
The Catholic Church seems festive. The interior of the Church is painted a Madras shade of yellow. 
The Catholic Church originated in the enviable weathered tropical citrus world of the Mediterranean. The Protestant. Church originated in unenviable climes of inclement weather duress. 
Catholicism is from Italy, a country which experiences mainland living. Mainland living is a rock show with its finger on the pulse of the action. 
Protestantism is from England. A country on an island. Oh, island living. Oh crap. Don't do me any favors! I mean, if you thought that living in a small town on the mainland is backwater, living in a small town on an island is another level of backwater. 
Basically the Catholic Church is a better platform than the Protestant Church. 
The Catholic Church is a much much bigger family than the Protestant Church. 
Statistically, more Protestants convert to Catholicism than vice versa. It makes complete sense. 
Catholicism is a great big See, I mean sea. Protestantism is just so many lakes, ponds and puddles. . 
Catholicism is a big happy family. Catholicism is a baroque and life affirming party. 
Protestantism is these disparate, furtive, hole in corner enclaves of little cliques clustered in their clandestine cloister and grottoes. Protestantism is a moribund death affirming gothic hole. 
The attendance of different splintered denominations of the Protestant Churches is struggling with some even declining while the one denomination Catholicism is growing every year year after year because Catholicism's population has attained a certain critical Mass, pun intended. 
Catholicism is disco and opera. Protestantism is classical music. 
Catholicism is a discotheque. Protestantism is a mausoleum. 
Protestantism really tries, but Catholicism is the sh*t. 
Protestantism is a DVD player. Catholicism is a Blu Ray player. 


The Pitts Special is my favorite plane. So user friendly. 
Tron Legacy is Tron rebooted. 
The Pitts Special is the WW1 airplane rebooted to modern standards and such an elegant plane too. Coca Cola red, lovely shade of red. 
And the scenery. I thought it was all flat but set to Google Maps. Imagine flying through different towns on a rebooted Ww1 airplane! 
When I got to the mountains, they were not flat. Photorealistic totpographically accurate in scale and accurate to the actual mountains around that town. Incredible. Beyond what I imagined. 
This is a great airplane app. 
Pitts Special. 
I wonder if Brad Pitt flies airplane. Neither answer would surprise me. 
"I wondered if Tyler rented the place or if he was just squatting. Neither answer would surprise me."  Fight Club
Its well known that Tom Cruise, John Travolta and Harrison Ford went to pilot school and are actual airplane pilots. They probably own at least one airplane each. Cessna, Saratoga, the like. Those planes require yokes to steer. The Pitts social uses a sidestick like with WW1 airplanes. 
The Robin DR uses a sidestick and so does the Curtiss P-40 Warhawk with the iconic WW2 shark teeth. 


World Flight VR. 
Just when I was awestruck with Flight Unlimited VR, a VR app called World Flight for $20 is one I just discovered. Essential. Visceral. 
This app goes to any, that is, any place in the World on Google Maps and you can fly an airplane there. Intensely photorealistic and the ground buildings aren't flat like in Flight Unlimited VR, the buildings of the towns are rendered in 3D. Any town, name it. Fly there in a plane. 
There are only two vehicles. A plane with a yoke but just about all passenger planes in this town use a yoke. And the other vehicle is a helicopter. I'll be skipping that altogether. 
With this app, I can fly over any town I've ever lived in or in lse visited in the past. 
So much money. It will take me a year to pay this off. To say that I'm seriously mulling this over is an underststement. 
Also, set weather, time of day and time of year as well. How mind blowing is that? 
I got the app! 
Complete disaster. Plane won't take off. At all. Just bad and glitchy. Awful is an understatement. 
Other reviewers have said that this needs high speed internet to work optimally. I will try it again after I get high speed internet next week. If it doesn't work, we'll, that's $19 down the drain. Love and learn. We've all made bad purchases. Caveat emptor. I wish this app or something else all VR apps offer a tree trial. 


And TAS developers has another coming soon app. Fly an F-14 or something like that. Cost, $11.19 with tax. I'm not going to pay the $10 until the day the app is released. They said coming soon. Sure. When? 


Friday, December 12, 2025 


There's normal Christmas. 
One level down is Christmas with the Kranks. 
And one level down from that is Christmas with Krampus. 
I've had some Krampusian Christmases. I won't get into it. 
BC Conservatives Leader is having a Christmas with Krampus. He just got fired from a plotical Party that he founded and was the Leader of. How does that happen? Either he is flawed or the system is flawed. It takes two to tango. It's a combination of either. 
John Rustad is Right of Center but not Right of Center enough for the BC Conservatives Party with Trevor Halford as the present standard bearer. 
John Rustad refused to push for the repeal of DRIPA in which indefeasible property is now defeasible property. The BC Conservatives Party in its current incarnation and iteration is intensely pushing for the repeal of DRIPA. 
Premier David Eby doesn't want to repeal DRIPA. He's half Native himself. A lot of Canadian politicians are part Native, such as Justin Trudeau. 


When a person goes on to the next phase of life, they experience a massive broadband upgrade. But this is an upgrade according to theme. 
A person who was bad will go to a certain zone. Tesla said that in order to understand the Universe, one must look at it in terms of energy, frequency and vibration, so where a bad person goes in the afterlife isn't so much about punishment as it is about resonance. 
Churches will never explain it to you in such terms. Churches are culty cults, with their square cracker flakism. Square flakes. 
All Churches have an empire builder mentality and if you give them any signals that you are interested in their silly set up, they will try to co opt you into their weird scene. 
The Presbyterian Church has some kind of Confession, "I admit that I avoid those whom I find to be different."  They say that like its a bad thing. That's just another example of how flakey they can get. 
Churches are regimented and circumscribed. Churches will never talk about the objective dymanic of time, an extended set of physics in the afterlife that registers as a different set of physics. 
Buddhism is better than Christianity in some ways. And Buddhism is worse than Christianity is ome ways. Therefore, all these flakey square culty cult religions cancel each other out. 
Its best to avoid Church. That would be my advice to the next generation. 
I would strongly advise anyone against going to Church. You wind up meeting people with whom you have absolutely nothing in common with. 
Churches are anachronistic vestiges of themselves in terms of thinking and approach to life and to interdimensional reality. 


World Flight VR. It works on the Mission Level. Kind of. 
The first mission is a flight over Tokyo. Land at the airport. However I opted not to do that and to just fly, fly, fly over Tokyo. It is rendered in flat topography. Lots and lots of procedural generation patches . The plane is nothing special at all. I lik d flying over Tokyo. It's a very large city. 


Linear time is an illusion. Therefore, 
subjectively - a person is waiting for 'a certain chunk of time to end' metered with a numerically consecutive linear time chronometers aka clocks, watches. 
objectively - a person is waiting for a certain energy jangle to dissipate in the midst of an energy signature which registers as linear time. 
Energy jangle to dissipate - the ancient Chinese burned incense as a way of reckoning time. 
Linear time numerically consecutive chronometers - clocks and watches in an attempt to measure time. 
 
 
Saturday, December 13, 2025 


Some of those who are with us are individuals who had a near death experience and were given a choice as to return or not and they chose to return. 
Some of those who are no longer with us had what started out as a near death experience and they were given a choice as to whether nr not they wanted to return. They said, "F*ck that! I'm not going back!"  I envy these people. I wish I was given such an option. 
As you know and I won't belabour the point, I've come up with certain answers. I've cracked the code. Therefore for me to go living would be existentially counterproductive. I would expect that once a person passed the test, they can leave the classroom. 
The way I talk out of the box about linear time, the settings of this dimension, the one Planck second download, and time travel is time experienced on an objective level, and the broadband upgrade that a person experi nces once they hit the afterlife. For me to go on living after having come up with such excellent answers, answers that the ignorant had never and will never come up with in their lifetime. I feel that I am entitled to an early reprieve because after having come up with such answers to go on living would be counterproductive and is a waste of a certain segment of the illusion experience of linear time and is a waste of energy. 
God, I really wouldn't mind it if You were to give me an early reprieve for me having come up with the excellent answers that I've come up with. I've earned an early reprieve. There is no one on Earth I would miss if I were to go on to the afterlife. 

"It's not where you are, 
It's where you feel you should be..."
Corridor of Dreams, Cleaners from Venus


Yes. But the thing is, while we don't see this Earth life as important as the afterlife, ha ha, those in the afterlife see this World as one that is just as important as the afterlife. 
We see those in the afterlife because of their state as something that is more majorly than we are in our state. 
Those in the afterlife see us because of the state that we are in and the state that we will one day become as something that is just as majorly as they are, and no less just as in this world a maternity ward is viewed as something that is no less important than the adult world. In its own way, the formative maternity ward is just as important. 


The women I meet at Church are squares, are flakes and boring. 
One lady always carries a Bible with her everywhere she goes. The other day she asked me if I believed in Jesus. What a God d@mned flake. Spinny. 
There are a few other ladies I know of who are flakey, square, and boring like this. 
I certainly don't miss them at all when I don't see them. Like Donald Trump said, "Toxic and won't be missed." 


I wish to profusely thank the Province of British Columbia for providing me with free WiFi. You're great! 
I also wish to thank the Government of Canada for the latest $500 deposit from the CRA. Canada Revenue Agency. I saw something about it in the internet but I thought that only people in Ontario got that. 


I love Heather more than I love life itself. 
She would say,  "That's not saying much because you never did like life all that much."
I would say to that,  "Well..." 


There is a Royal golf course on Golf plus. It's a 400 year old golf course in Scotland. $15. I'm getting it! The government sent a lot of us a $500 windfall. Why not? It's better than generating that same $15 towards a spitball of cocaine and to put that $15 spitball of cocaine into a syringe and shoot it. 
Yesterday, when I played golf plus, the golf clubs were out of sync. Is it the slow internet? I played it all this week with the government internet and it seemed to work fine. It could be a temporary glitch, weak batteries in the handgrips. Usually it runs smoothly on all 12 cylinders. 


There is a store of which the owner has a British Royal name of Georgina Williamson. 
I don't remember the name of the store, though so one out of two ain't bad. 
Three women with thick Irish brogues and a British Isles Lancashire Cockney rhyming slang aceents distracted the owner who was working the til. 
Meanwhile two precocious ragamuffin urchins, the children of the three women stole things in a Dickensian fit, evincing tag team wrestling levels of coordination of kleptomania significance walking out with $2,000 retail of merch. Retail rather than wholesale sale price is always listed because it has more punch. 
I mean a lot of children have nicked things from stores when they were young. Shiny objects. 
But to have the parents teach more than one child to coordinate. One of the ladies was Fagin, the other was the Artful dodger and the third lady was Mrs Pickwick. 
That level of coordination and their parents steering the children to thievery. Egregious. 
That's ignorant. 
That's low. 
Those children will have rather benighted futures unless the Law intervenes and shows them what's what. 100% of people who have been arrested and charged go through the night in a holding cell and then off to the courthouse in shackles day. But not everyone, not even nearly, gets sent away. Therefore the holding cell is an initiation ritual. A rite of passage. 
"You got to have a little bit of dirt on you before people can trust you." The Fast and Furious 
What that means is that in order to be trusted, you have to have at one point, been arrested and sent to the holding cell. After that, an apparatus of people get a good look at you. Size you up. Sure, they've heard of you on the internet. But they're wondering, what kind of person would they be in a holding cell? Would they hold a prima Donna hissy fit or would they be stoic and silent like a Lord of Discipline? 
Anyways, since their mugs have been blasted on the News, all it takes is a minimal number of calls with a matching name made to the Police Department. What happens after that? I would never presume to know the Byzantine clandestine workings of the Police Department. I'm guessing that something or other will happen. 


Quinn Hughes of the Vancouver Canucks got traded. Like Trevor Linden of old, he was the Canucks captain because he was the lead goal scorer. 
The Canucks are at 31st place out of 31. They're most likely not going to make the playoffs. Well, at least you could get a Philippine design Vancouver Canucks hoodie for $750 plus tax. So that could take some of the sting out of it. 
What can you say? If the Canucks won 12 out of the last 15 games instead of winning only 3 out of the last 15 games, it would have been different. Post hoc, ergo propter hoc. 
If that hadn't happened, then this wouldn't have happened. If the Canucks hadn't lost the last 12 / 15 games. If ifs and buts were horses and nuts. 
Post hockey, ergo propter hockey! 
What do you call a hockey player who cusses uncontrollably? Wayne Tourettesky. 
Tired of always firing the coach and thinking that someone's head had to roll, they opted for trading the captain and lead goal scorer. Mathematically speaking, if a lead goal scorer couldn't pull his weight, who else on the team could? The Canucks perhaps reason that the lead goal scorer isn't scoring as much, that's why the team lost so many games. 
It makes sense mathematically too. 
Quinn Hughes looks kind of like Timothy Chalomet. Traded to Minnesota. Probably better weather than Vancouver. Inland city. More salary. The States pays professional athletes on average more than what professional athletes earn in Canada. 
So whoever the second most goal scorer was on the Canucks now becomes the Captain. Whoever that is. 


Disabled Canadians got a $500 windfall. A person would have to be on a disability pension. The government probably reasons that although the size of the disabled community is smaller, a larger percentage on the average do volunteer work and a smaller percentage on average are on the streets drug addicted and committing crimes 
to fund their addiction. 
I've seen times when all Canadians got a $175 windfall. That's usually some kind of energy rebate. That's why I hope that Mark Carney builds the pipeline. Then the average Canadian including yours truly can get a $175 windfall. But of course when that happens, the head of state on the executive level gets a $175 million windfall in the form of a slush fund payment and politicians on the Legislative level get a $175 windfall in the form of various slush funds. That's how next level they are. 
For energy windfalls, I mean rebates, these can be expected to occur four times a year. 
Its good to be a Canadian. 
For my part, I remember to profusely thank the government and in my instance, it's a case of throwing good money after good because I give back in some way be it through my writings which probably no one reads anyways, my animated cartoons though not up to market standard and my volunteer street sweeper work for the Courthouse and for the downtown area.  


I went to Rogers. I owed $220 and my bill is $110 month plus tax. That's about $13. $123 a month. That's kind of steep. Not really since I use the internet often. 
I paid through the bank credit card. At the bank. The sales person on the telephone told me that it could take a couple of days for the money to clear. 
Once it does, perhaps my internet will be back on again. The lady at the internet said that my internet wasn't held beck meaning even if I paid I won't get the internet. That would be awful. So I should get it again in a couple of days. 
I didn't get the $500 windfall. That's life. Some people got it. 


F Scott Fitzgerald said, "Whenever you feel like criticizing someone, just remember that not everyone has had the same advantages as you." 
Whenever I feel like criticizing or comparing, I remember that this is a completely conditional energy jangle based on certain conditions
Primary Conditions, Things that have to do with the individual
- A person can't teleport. 
- A person feels pain, cortisol. 
- Life is finite and time is limited. You only have so much time to achieve whatever. 
- Fear of death. 
- A person must eat. 
- A person needs money to survive. 
Secondary Conditions, Things that have to do with the collective
- This is a dimension where the physics are set to some women look beautiful but thwts way less than 50% of them. Most women look like whatever they look like, but not beautiful. 
It isn't as if this was a dimension where the physics are set to all people look beautiful so there is no complaints. Or else a realm where every single person looks like whatever other than beautiful, ugly. In that realm, everyone aesthetically cancels each other out so again, there are no complaints. 
Even then, under the setting of the physics of this dimension, the beauty has a shelf life and a certain window of time. 
Tertiary conditions 
- It isn't as if this was a dimension where people can read each other's mind. Telepathy. So misunderstandings and other existentially counterproductive phenomenon arises. 
- Most people can't imagine, let alone know about a dimension where the settings of the physics are better than this one. They assume that in terms of living dimensions, that this dimension is the best one and the only one. 
There is another dimension where a person never ages, can teleport, read minds, telepathy, never has to eat or worry about money, never has the fear of future physical death hanging over their heads. Where every woman is beautiful. A pretty young lady, ghost spirit face holding a piece of paper in her mouth peeking out from under a tree, intensely beautiful. 
"It's not where you are, It's where you feel you should be."
I feel I should be wrapped up in the superior settings of the physics of the afterlife rather than to be stuck in this one. 
Craig T Hogan, Seek Reality Online, is a tremendous mentor and teacher on YouTube. I've learned much from SRO's records and writings. 
All those things put together can do a number on anyone. 
With such answers, I feel that I deserve an early reprieve from God. Life seems like a waste of time, is counterproductive, and counterefficient. 


Jesus could see a person and know like a chess player seeing quite a few moves ahead, what will happen in that person's life in terms of the chess game they play against others. Jesus can even see quite a few moves ahead in people in terms of the chess game that they play against themselves. 
Buddha said that he could look at a person for a few minutes and be able to tell their previous life and their future life. 




Sunday, December 14, 2025 


Live and learn. 
The cable company said that my internet wasn't cut off. All I had to do was pay and the signal would be restored. 
As it is, I paid at the bank which wasn't the brightest idea. 
When a person makes a credit card payment, the payment date is still registered as the date that the deposit was made. But the finalized processing can take days. Not so much a problem for most things but if you're waiting for a signal from the ISP that's contingent on a fully processed payment, that changes the dynamic of life and life becomes just waiting 100% waiting, nothing else like being at a hospital or a holding cell and waiting for the anticipatory ordeal to end. 
Banks process crddit card payments overnight in batches. So a credit card payment made on a day before 5:00 pm will be processed the next day if its made between Monday and Thursday. 
5:00 pm is the cut off. Payments made after 5:00 will be processed overnight on the next day resulting in a 2 day wait, that is, if there is a wait for an internet signal. 
Now credit card payments made after 5 pm on a Friday which yours truly made on uh, Saturday! 
Now a payment made on Friday before 5 pm will be processed on Monday. If it is made after 5 pm, it will be processed on Tuesday. 
If a person made a payment on Friday after 5 pm at an interesting time of the year when next Monday and Tuesday are Christmas and Boxing Day, it will be processed next Thursday which is quite the ordeal as one goes through 6 days of high speed internet signal withdrawal fits. I'm experi nceing this now with no end in sight until Tuesday. The ISP technicians I spoke to said in a lot of cases, the signal will be automatically restored. Isn't technology wonderful? Or I'd have to call the cable company on the phone and then they will send the internet signal. Or press the button on top of the modem but that's the model of modem that I have. 
The smart way was to go on the cable company website. Make a payment there using the credit card. But a person would have to enter a lot of information like account number in which I don't have because I threw away the correspondence I got from the cable company. I eventually throw away just about all correspondence. 
So this wouldn't have worked for me. 
Make the payment to the cable company using the credit card number like a person would if they were purchasing something off of Amazon. 
So it's another gruelling two day wait until I get the fast high speed internet again. 
This is the ghastly wretched settings of the physics of this dimension again. The waiting. In the afterlife, no waiting! Order something at a food truck. Get it like instantly, custom prepared, not even in second of waiting. It's that fast. 


The phone call to the technician contained a technicality. 
He was asking for my secret question, What is the name of your pet? I had quite a few pets and didn't remember. He said that this question was necessary because there are identity thieves. 
I then said that I was thinking of quitting Rogers and going on to the Telus $10 a month plan for low income. 
He then sounded alarmed, "What are we doing wrong? Why are you not satisfied with our service? Why are you thinking of going to Telus? 
I didn't figure this out until afterwards but he didn't believe that I am who I said I am to the point of asking for the security question. 
But on the other hand, he believed that I am who I said I am to the point of being alarmed when I suggested moving on to another plan. 
Which is it? 
Whatever. But next time, if you need your internet back and you forgot your security question, suggest quitting the service for another and if the ISP technician gets alarmed, then say, "You don't believe me to the point of asking for my security question, but you believed me when I said I'm quitting. Which is it? 
Anyways, just show up at the cable company with your photo ID and reset the question. 
I did leave my phone number which expired years ago but I still remember it. How would an identity thief know the phone number? Ask for date of birth and social security number. And address. 
Its funny that a company would ask all th se questions when they sell an end user specific product. It would be something else if they sold a product that everyone could use like a rental of a vehicle, I'm asking for a signal to be sent to my address. This isn't even a request that involves money. 
It would be one thing if the phone call was about, Send me a refund but I want it sent to a different address. That would require a security question. 
Send me a signal that di ant cost you any money, it just costs me money and then the policy wonkism? Whatever. 
I'll be glad when I make it to the afterlife. Hopefully I pass my life review and make it to heaven. 
That's when true life will truly begin. 



Calling the ISP technician was absolutely useless. Even if I had my security question. It is a redundant situation that retroactively solves itself automatically. Once the internal computer of the cable company gets a signal that my credit card payment made a few days ago is processed, it will automatically send the internet signal. 
Until the technician sees the payment processed on the computer which he wouldn't have then, there was nothing in the world he could do until the payment is processed. 
The cable company gives a person three months. Two missed payments and a month after. Then it's abruptly cut off. 
My internet cable rates had risen. And then I get five week months between paycheques, being on welfare. Four times a year, there are five weeks months, creating an additional one year increment in a year in which an Internet payment could be missed. Two years later equals two missed payments and then a month after. It's that insidious. I really should go on the Telus $10 a month plan but you get what you pay for. 
The Telus plan Internet signal is stronger than the free government Internet signal but not as strong as Rogers XFinity which is the premium champagne internet signal. Even my computers read, Internet strength: Excellent. 
On government free: Internet strength: Fair to Good 
Telus: Internet strength: Very Good



The Royal Dornoch Golf Course in Scotland on Golf plus VR is a 400 year old golf course which got a major reboot in 1886 when Old Tommy Morris designed the current golf course over the older iteration. More sandtraps. Yay. 
Its worth the $17 and the sync is fully working again. The Golf apps like Golf Plus which is the premium champagne platinum Mercedes Benz, Dom Perignon, Top grade VR Golf app. 
The graphics look better on Golf 5 but the physics are absolutely mind numbing and not in a good way. Hit the golf ball on the putting green and the ball is rolling all the way to Calgary. Even the slightest tap of the golf ball on Golf 5 VR sends it across a stadium length of epic Olympian proportions. 
Right thinking: Anything that is too difficult isn't worth doing at all. 
Wrong thinking: anything worth doing is worth doing right. 


Global News played Santa Tell Me, Ariana Grande. 
Grande. That's the same name as latte mocha Grande. 
At Starbucks:
"I'd like a latte mocha Grande."
"Are you sure you don't want an Ariana Grande?" 
"Oh no. Someone rushed her on stage at a concert and got arrested. So I'll just have a latte mocha Grande."
That person was brazen and audacious enough to try the same thing at a Lady Gaga concert but security guards knew who he was. It's called facial recognition technology. And he was booted out.


I visited the Catholic Church this morning. I'm getting my high speed internet back because during the service, the Priest said the word fidelity. 
He didn't say that word the last time I was there or the time before. That's a sign I'm most likely going to have my internet restored. 
The word fidelity is a clue. The setting of the physics of any given dimension or the fidelity of the physics of a dimension. 
The objective time dynamic, the hyper extended settings of the physics of the afterlife, all of that doesn't mean much without God, angels, etc. That is the central lynch pin. And Church talks about nothing except that. Which is why I go. 
The afterlife, setting of physics, the afterlife time dynamic, the life Review, all that means nothing without God, Jesus and Angels. Jesus is very real. 
The answers that I have come up with don't replace religion, they are rather an extension of religious thought and discourse. 
I have friendships with the Protestants and the Catholics as well as most people living downtown go to either Catholic run and Protestant run food lines indiscriminately. 
I wouldn't ever say that a person should like one of them more than another because that's not very ecumenical. 
I'd only be a cafeteria Catholic and a cafeteria Protestant anyways. A fair weather Christian. I don't know if I'd want to go to confession. A person can set it up any way they want. Some people go for the abstract approach. 
"Monsignor, I have nothing to confess except a massive crisis of faith. This is all some abiogenesis chemical soup and we are under the random forces of life. I fear the ghost of Christmas future more than anything else. I fear the housing crisis. I fear disenfranchisement and that based on the answers that I have come up with and that is the afterlife has a mich better setting of physics. The physics of this life is set to 5G while the afterlife is set to 1T broadband. With such knowledge, living in this dimension seems counterproductive. 


The Priest at Catholic Church said Rejoice. 
That's how a person negotiates the settings of the ohsyics of this dimension. 
"Enjoy yourself today."
"Take it easy." 
That's what spirits in the afterlife would say. 


A few nights ago, I had a dream where I was flying in a room with gigantic Christmas cards. The cards were mostly white but a corner of the card had pine tree leaves, pine cones, white polka dot red ribbons and dark blue and dark green ribbons. 
I heard music playing loud at full volume. It was a rock song. 
And I incorporated my answers into the dream. The telepathic history of the dream, 
"Here I am flying again. I'm an expert. In this dimension I can fly. I know the afterlife has primary colors never seen before but I am looking and looking and I don't see any colours that I've never seen before. And the music. Music in the afterlife can be 10,000 decibels whereas in the waking world of Earth, a person can only withstand 120 decibels. I'm listening. It's loud. But is it ten thousand decibels loud? It doesn't sound like it. Oh yeah, I remember writing that the Earth is 5G, the afterlife is 1T broadband and the dreamworld is 500G broadband. This sure the heck doesn't seem like 500G. With 500G I'd be seeing at least a few primary colors I've never seen before even if I know that I wouldn't get to see all of them at this rate of broadband. I got it wrong. This is more like 25G, not 500G." 
I thought all of that quickly. 


Golf apps are the ones that really test the fidelity of VR hand grips. 
They go the fastest. A person has to really give 'er to hit the golf ball a long distance down the fairway. No other VR apps uses the grips at that speed, except for swordfighting apps. 


Speaking of VR handgrips, I made an adapter that will take a bit to explain. 
Using a hard paper straw, I first wrapped the handgrips straps around a flashlight. Then I measured the length of strap available from the base of the handgrips to the shaft of the flashlight. I cut the hard paper straw to length. Then I used a small paintbrush, a popsicle stick and a chopstick cut down to length and placed them at equal distance along the hard paper straw then I wrapped duct tape around that. 
This would be the more structurally accurate pilot sidestick. I could feel the difference immediately. The difference in structural consistency and integrity. In other words, rock city, baby. 
I won't post this paragraph on any VR aviation app reviews. 
This would be all it takes. An idea like this catches on quickly. 


This has turned into a MacGyver Sunday. I sewed the sleeves and collar of my jacket. I sewed it a special way and took much time and care to make it look nice as if I were the clothier of rich people during the medieval days. 
Then I MacGyvered the VR hand grip to a more structurally realistic pilot sidestick. 
I crashed a few times again on obstacle courses I was able to get through before. It's like learning all over again. 
The VR handgrip responds to the actual trajectory of a moving sidestick. How did they do that? Whoever designed VR handgrips must have an IQ of a great genius. I mean really. 
On the Charlie Brown pinball VR, there is a Snoopy doghouse on the side of the pinball table. I see as much as I see a doghouse, the infamous Sopwith Camel used by Wop May to shoot down the Red Baron in World War 1 with Snoopy pretending he was Wop May shooting down the Red Baron. Well, I'm able to do that in VR. But when I first saw that cartoon in the mid 70s, I never imagined ever that I'd be flying the Fokker Dr1 that the Red Baron used. I was even able to paint it Coca Cola red. That is the essential World War One experience and I get to live it in VR. Anyone with VR goggles and $27 would be able to experience this again and again. 
For the hardcore airplane pilot. For me. I need to find two more hard paper straws. I found the first one on the street. I didn't know the when I found that straw that it would turn out to be such a portentous item pertaining to the world of VR aviation. 
What restaurant that straw was from. Who knows? 
Duplicate the set up twice, one for each VR grip and the set something in the center, a pencil, a chopstick. There are variable lengths to choose from. You only have one choice. Make it good. Attach a second lateral bar for extra stability and also I think an airplane yoke forms a certain V angle so don't set them up parallel like two goal posts. Again, only one chance to get it right the way you want. Closer together, farther apart, your choice. 
I don't as yet have the two hard paper straws in my room. I have to find one. I think perhaps Starbucks or else a Bubble Tea store. It would be completely classless to ask for two hard paper straws and not order a drink so I'd have to order something. I'd have to ask for two straws. The person at the till would ask, "Why? So you and a friend can snort lines of cocaine?" 
I'd say, "Since you've already given me one straw, why would an extra straw all of a sudden increase the odds of me doing cocaine that much more in your imaginary estimation?" 
Me:  "I need the plastic straws to make a VR aviation app pilot's yoke steering wheel."
"A lot of coca nuts say that. Last week a customer said the same thing. Then I'm walking over to wipe down tables and I see the customer using the straw to criss cross lines of cocaine and heroinright there on the restaurant table! So I ask him, "Where are your VR goggles?" He points to his nostril and says,  "It's in here!" " 
Cocaine and aviation go together like chocolate and peanut butter. 
At some local airlines, there is a 70s week promotion. Every day that week, passengers can be assured that the pilot will take a massive belt of freebase, not crack cocaine, freebase is stronger upon pushing forward the throttle lever that pushes the plane forward. Time it to just when the ordinary engines phase advances to the jet engine phase, the pilot feels a massive cocaine rush. "It's the only way to fly." 
United Airlines. It's the only way to fly. 
American Airlines. Fly the friendly skies. 
'Turtles, Turtles, ha ha ha. Turtles, Turtles, yeah yeah yeah. Ooooh I love Turtles.'


My stupid intrusive unwanted thoughts reverting to 80s porn. For example, certain names, certain words like whatever is like weschler's word association test meets 80s porn. 
For example, Lusty Rusty and Snow White. If I see the words Swnow White or even Snow or White, my brain experience nces this involuntary blushing embarrassment. 
Lusty Rusty - red Emperor
Snow White - White King
"She knows what it takes to make a crow blush." Kim Carnes 
There are tons of words like this. 
I saw a snippet of a television show that Mahim Bialik was on. Someone said they found a box of 70s porn. Mayim Bialik said,  "That's awful!" 
I think I'm probably dying. 
"No, Cameron, you're not dying. Cameron always thinks he's dying." Ferris Bueller's Day Off
Freud called such phenomenon, intrusive unwanted and downright embarrassing thoughts of a sexual nature, parapraxis. 
Well, for most people, any thoughts that involve porn is an intrusive unwanted thought. But for some people, any thoughts that don't involve porn is an intrusive and unwanted thought. 
I'm probably better off dead, from a certain point of view. 
From a certain point of view was mentioned in Return of the Jedi. 
Yoda said, "A certain point of view, yeah!" in his Yoda voice. 
"Luke, Darth Vader is your father. From a certain point of view." 
Luke then says, "How does that work?" 
"You never seen your birth certificate. For most people it's because they moved and their birth certificate is in another town and country. In your case, the birth certificate is on another planet, in a galaxy far away. From a certain point of view. You never seen your BC. Darth Vader could have been your father. Or it was one of the storm troopers. Everyone knows that they're rock stars." 
Luke then says, "That's awful!"
Am I better off dead because of my intrusive unwanted thoughts. I hate them. I look forward to the afterlife. The mind runs a lot smoother and is free from gunk like stupid intrusive and unwanted thoughts. 
In this dimension, the mind forms a cooperation with the brain. The brain is a filter that helps us negotiate the setting of the physics of this dimension. But my brain is well, I was expecting a train wreck, instead, it is like a train crashing into a plane crashing into an explosives fsctory with my God damned intrusive and unwanted thoughts. Encyclopedic knowledge of porn is the bane of any existence. 
I asked God and Jesus to heal me from this. By His stripes, I am healed. 
But I imagined hearing God chuckle softly and say,  "How do you know that this isn't an opportunity? Some people have turned d their intrusive and unwanted thoughts into gold. James Joyce wrote down such thoughts in his writings. 
Moo-cow
Apologize, apologize. Pull out his eyes, apologize. 
These thoughts gave him actual psychic pain. But he turned it into world famous literature. 
God would also say, When you have a problem and overcome it and give people advice about it, you help a lot of people. 
I think I might have brain damage and then again I think of Emily Carr in England in 1895. She looked pretty good when she was young. 


The Nature of Things on CBC says fish, if there was onky one gender in the entire groip, some of the fish would, uh, volunteer, to undergo changes and revert to the morphology of the opposite Sex. 
That's poly dimorphism. 
Isn't it just dimorphism since it inovles two genders? 
Yeah but what about all the weird stages in between? Let me rephrase that. What about all the awkward stages in between? Hence the polymorphism with two diametrically end goals.
That fish would say, if it could say,  "I'm in an awkward stage right now."  How would that affect their social life?


Chain of events. Global News aired its wretched cleft lop commercial yet again, what were the chances of that? More about this in a minute. 
I turn the channel every time that ghastly wretched festering sh*t hole of a commercial comes on. It always shows people who aren't White which of course is a not so subtle dig. Although any White person can tell you that in terms of looking wretched, in terms of aesthetics or lack thereof, there are White people who would give the non-white cleft lip community a run for their money. 
The Nature of Things had an episode about queers. Homosexuality. I turned the channel a few minutes after. 
I turn the channel every time I see that Nightmare Alley of a commercial. Each and every single time. 
James G Frazier. Homeopathic magic of which there are two forms. 
Sympathetic magic - ritual magic
Contagious magic - magic using an object, a lock of hair, a voodoo doll
Turning the channel on that ah*t hole commercial or at least turning off the volume and looking away for a minute is an example of sympathetic magic. 
The people responsible for that commercial will have my reaction as well as the reaction of each and every one of the millions of people who see that offsetting commercial come up in their life review after they die. How do they like them apples? 
When you turn the channel each and every time, every single time, every single God damned mother f*cking time, you f*ck up their magic! 


Today, on the News, a Police Officer was giving tips for Winter road safety. 
"Use snow tires. It really makes a difference. Really. 
Don't sleep in the car with the engine on. Carbon monoxide deaths. 
Don't stand on the side of the road. People get hit. 
Don't stand between parked cars where no one can see you. I could tell you a lot of stories."
Then this evening, another story. A Surrey Police Surete, SPS, cruiser hits a female pedestrian and kills that person. What a Satanic turn of events. Boston brakes. 
Awful. Terrible. 


Dallas Brodie has gone from being the Leader of the One BC Party which she founded to being an Independent after the one MLA sitting with her, Tara Armstrong, ousted her as the Leader. 
Questions. 
Isn't that a lot of power for just one MLA? Since there are only two of them, they couldn't get a best out of three majority rul a minimum. What a raw deal for Dallas Brodie, on sheer mathematics alone. 
That makes the other One BC MLA an independent as well in some retroactive technicality in questionability of Party status. I mean, there are standards. 
For the want of a nail, the kingdom was lost. 
Not thinking things through... 
Dallas Brodie stays on in the Leg as an Independent. 
So Dallas Brodie knows how it feels to be John Rustad. For her, it has gone from sympathy to empathy. 
Sympathy - a priori, giving intellectual advice. 
Empathy - a postiori. Giving advice based on experience. 
Ha ha, Dallas Brodie was kicked out because she was too aggressive when it came to DRIPA. She wanted to repeal DRIPA on steroids. Repeal DRIPA and more. For taking too hard of a stance on DRIPA. 
Whereas John Rustad was kicked out because he didn't want to repeal UNDRIP. For taking too soft of a stance on DRIPA. 
Whereas what the MLAs of BC Conservatives and the 1 MLA of the One BC Party just wanted a repeal of DRIPA, no more, no less. Talk about being very particular as to the point on the curve when it comes to the political groupthink of the Right leaning political Parties in BC where absolute conformity to the point in the curve is the rule of the day. 
And I thought that groupthink was a Leftist thing. 
The Right leaning Fraser Institute think-tank groupthink in the BC Government seems to be, the best time to repeal DRIPA was three years ago. The second best time to do it is now. 
What a pernicious dimension. I'll be glad when i make it to the afterlife. 


Sydney Australia. 
Father and Son team shoots people at a Jewish Hanukah gathering. Awful. Terrible. 
Father dead, Son in critical condition going through something awful, grieving Father and then about to be sent away for sure. Life has so much trauma. 
The Police will increase their presence at Jewish gatherings and events. 
The Police have been known to protect all regardless even if it involves working both sides of the street, protecting pro-Palestinian protesters while also protecting Jewish events. 
Jewish people are very spiritual people. They strive to be righteous. 
That is something that ideally, all should strive for. 
A Jewish rabbi on the News today said that no darkness can extinguish the light. 
To quote Isaiah,  'Arise. Shine. For your light has come.' 
May the light visit all this Hanukkah season regardless of religion or belief. 



Monday, December 15, 2025 


Canada is a land of wonder and mystery. 
The Government of Canada enables East Indian separarists. Yet the Government of Canada is not so keen on separatist elements within Canada, in at least one Province. 
The Government is against seizure of land and property in Gaza. 
Yet they are perfectly fine with it happening in Richmond BC. 
The Cowichan Land Ruling. 
Richmond is a Chinese area. Surrey is an East Indian area. 
The Natives wouldn't try the land title thing in Surrey because East Indians are very organized and miniaturized and intensely gangsterized. There would be trouble. The East Indians would f*ck them up! 
The Natives have always envied and resented the Chinese. 
Its the natural resentment of a hunter gatherer society towards an agrarian society. An agrarian Race. Agrariana Grande. 
China, Russia, Germany, England had infrastructure, bureaucracy, Byzantine system of written records, for at least a thousand years. While Natives did not. The Natives had culture, they had society, they had language, but they didn't have civilization nor bureaucracy. 
Too many Chiefs, not enough indians. 
Talk about putting the cart before the horse. 
Unlike other Nationalities, the Chinese have a place to fall back on where they are a rzcial majority and a place that is technologically cutting edge, state of the art, futuristic and absolute complete total rock star. 
Whereas other Nationalities come from countries where they are one of the racial majority so that box is ticked but as for rock star infrastructure, not so much. Compared to those counties, the West is like China, futuristic and rock star. The countries they come from are absolutely mismanaged absolute sh*t holes. 
This includes the Natives of Canada. In Canada they are somewhat of a racial majority so that box is quasi ticked but some Native reservations are what, under a boil water advisory? And Canada really, honest to God believes that it is a first World country with such backwater infrastructure calling China a second world country. That might have been the case 50 years ago, but the shoe is now on the other foot. China is a first world country and Canada is the second world country. Canada calling itself a first world country  is another country that really believes in its own press. 
Ha ha, First Nations people living in a second world country. 
Canada officially is a first world country. Unofficially, its a second world country. 
China is officially a second world country. Unofficially its a first world country. 
Look at the profound difference in infrastructure. 
The Chinese would be saying, Come to think of it, what the hell they are doing in Richmond, Canada when they can go back to China where the infrastrure is about 100 years more advanced than the West. 
In Burnaby, a couple of towns over from Richmond, the Municipality issued an apology to the Chinese for past historical injustices. Now the next step would be for the Chinese to apologize to themselves for moving to Canada, where they experienced historical wrongs because they are a visible minority in Canada whereas they could have stayed in China, a land where they are a rzcial majority and even though China then didn't have the advanced futuristic rock show infrastructure, China has better weather and a longer growing season. 


Rob Reiner and his wife found dead. They were done in. 
Rob Reiner was the Lobster Man on the first season of Saturday Night Live. 
I wouldn't have imagined that he got done in. 
The United States and the World lost a legend. 
On our end, he got done in. On his end, he just got a massive broadband upgrade. 
To us, he is gone from us. To him, he is gone to us. 
His troubles are over. But the one or ones who did him and his wife in. Well, their troubles are just startin'! 
States side, they play hard ball. They don't f*ck around. Whoever did in Rob Reiner will be executed. His son did it. 
"How much sharper than a serpent's tooth is an ungrateful child."  King Lear, Shakespeare 


I love people of all Nationalities. The race based words I used for various Nationaliti a have often extended to using colloquialisms. I like vocabulary. I like to use different words to describe things and to get into details. 
2 Corinthians. Chapter 13. Though I speak with the voice of eloquence but do have love, my voice is like a clanging cymbal. 
I have had too much scientific training and I know about Carl Jungian archetypes. I'm not a racist. 
Races is a product of the setting of the physics of this dimension which over the centuri a and millenia, the chips and the cards fell where they might and now there are races which is just a mich a product of the physics of this dimension as much as speech and language. We can't telepathy so we must use voice and various alveolar guttural fricatives for verbal speaking out loud. 
This dimension is the origins of language which goes on to the afterlife but the English language of the afterlife has an extended vocabulary of words that would only apply to things they know about, and we will all eventually learn that! 
Telepathy without language has no meaning. 
Language without telepathy has no understanding. 
Going deeper and deeper, there is: 
Understanding on a Sympathy level. 
Understanding on an Empathy level. 
Understanding on a Telepathy level. 


I had to get a bubble tea today. I got the second straw. 
Look, a person doesn't need to build a second yoke structure with two straws and a preconnected middle bridge connective structure. 
I made the second straw for the strap of the left VR handgrip. All I need to to is like before, hold either end of a chopstick or a paintbrush between the middle and ring fingers on either hand. 
I'll try it on the 747. That plane is major. The speed. A minute later and the airport below looks so small. 
I prefer flying the sidestick. Flying the yoke is clinical. 
Sidestick = sports car
Yoke = family sedan
It was really difficult to make significant sharp banks and turns with the 747. Smaller planes have a smaller center of gravity. Turns, banks, etc are felt more. 
747s are designed to be turn resistant. It doesn't bank sharply. If it did, that would be interesting for the stewardess wheeling the drinks cart down the aisle. 


I got Shadow Point for $4.47. 
Regular price, $25. Patrick Stewart narrates. 
It is the story of solving puzzles that open door to different dimensions. Why not? 


If all goes well, my internet should be bank at bank opening time. 
1. It should restore automatically once the modem is plugged in again. 
2. Press the button on the modem. The ISP said signal is automatically returned upon completed  processing of payment. 
3. I hope that I don't have to call and enter my account phone number. That's a bit of a pain. I really hope that pressing the button does it. I pay $110 month for internet. At that price, I expect premium service. 
Pay a credit card. If paid before 5 pm, it is processed the next day. 
Pay after 5 pm, it will be processed two days later before bank opening time. 
Pay after 5 pm on Friday. It will be processed before Tuesday morning bank opening. 
It is straightforward. It should work. I'm still somewhat worried that it won't. I'll quit Rogers if it doesn't work because I've paid $220. 
I went to Rogers Uptown. Ha ha, fool me once, shame on me. Rogers cable company has an outlet at the mall less than two blocks away. Two short blocks, not long blocks. I could have walked there instead of shelling out $6 and going all the way to the Uptown shopping centre. At Walmart, I got the last ONN DVD Player for $40. 
I had wanted this. ONN is a premium excellent brand. 



Tuesday, December 16, 2025 


My internet returned. I wasn't sure there for awhile. 
I thought that they might not reconnect it anyways after I paid. Just because. 


I might have to move back to Vancouver. Someone who is not very reliable at all in the hotel, said that five lesbian, well, they're bi, have taken over the management of the hotel and are plotting to displace the landlord. I might have to move to Vancouver or another hotel. 
I don't really feel that I belong anywhere in this world. 
The answers I've come up with are answers people decades older than me never came up with. This means I am not of this world. 
None of us are. 
I am probably in all likelihood, better off dead. 
I'm not going to do it, but let's say today I ended my life. I did this thought experiment many times before. At least once during Covid, I thought, Let's just pretend that I died today. And go on living and see if my life gets better or worse. 
All of the time, I see that there are surprises that I really liked to have gotten and I'm glad I didn't kill myself. 
Had I ended my life during Covid, I wouldn't have had 
- VR goggles
- electric skateboard
- learn aviation in VR 
- play at St Andrews Links and also Royal Dornoch golf course in VR 
- fly 50s era military jets in VR
- take down zombies in Arizona Sunshine 
- have a chance to clean the grounds of the Courthouse. My estimation of the people who work at the Courthouse is intensely profoundly high. I am honored that God has given me an opportunity to clean for the Courthouse. I don't like the idea of getting support from the Government which is an intensely great Government, and to not give back. That might be all right with others but not with me. 


I don't know anybody in this town that if I had a million dollars and was to move out of this town and live in a five star hotel for awhile or else to live in a single room like I am now but a bigger room in a nicer apartment, it doesn't have to be five star, just comfortably middle class, that I'd miss anybody in this town. 
I think that most people feel that way about most towns. 


In all likelihood, I'm probably better off dead than with the change in management. 
The source is profoundly unreliable. 
He moved into the hotel during Covid. He always has a terrified look on his face. That didn't help with the mass psychosis effect of the Covid pandemic. 
He is a really sneaky sh*t. 
He wouldn't go to the washroom. He is so scared that he goes to the washroom in his room in a bag and then dumps it in the actual bathroom. Often making a really bad and awful mess. 
During Covid I thought that a way to improve my future is to use the washroom more often rather than using the sink in my room. Then a month later that one crazy guy in all of Victoria would move in and ruin the washroom all the time. My landlord doesn't always vet people very well. 
He always rides the elevator alone. He avoids riding the elevator with people whenever he can. He shirks away whenever anyone walks past him in the hall. 
The Police check up on the guy from time to time. 
Would that be a most reliable source when it comes to hotel gossip? 
But even then, considering that this is a lower class hotel, middle class neighbourhoods and even upper class enclaves, guaranteed, have people living there who are just as crazy if not crazier than that neighbour, Mr Paranoid. An I thought I was paranoid! 
That's why I sometimes hate the forces of life. The goddamn wretched absolutely pernicious and useless and waste of time forces of life. 
I generate a certain kind of energy and life returns it with another and worse kind of energy. 
The awful setting of the physics of this dimension make me yearn for the afterlife. 
Read the Swedenborg Institute website. They say what I thought as much. That people in the afterlife go to a zone which they resonate with and which resonates with them. Heaven and hell exist but not in the way that one would at first think. 
One man's garbage is another man's treasure and vice versa. 
What you would call the best scene possible and what I would call the best scene possible are two different things. 
The writings of Seek Reality Online with Seth Rogan, I mean Craig Hogan. 
"What is Seth?" 
I'll be glad when this energy jangle aka the setting of the physics of this dimension dissipates in the midst of yet another pernicious egregious energy jangle that registers as linear time in other words, I'll be glad when this is all over. 


A Black Man on a YouTube video said,  "It isn't that the body dies and then the spirit lwaves. It's that the spirit leaves first and then the body dies.
Another person on YouTube, actually an AI generated narrator on YT said, " It isn't that the spirit slows down and then ceases to function just before death. The spirit accelerates somewhat in the time before death as the person starts to be able to see other spirits and even heavenly realms."
Of course! What one person calls death, I think of as getting a massive broadband upgrade. Going from 5G broadband to 1TB broadband. But the upgrade starts just before leaving this Earth dimension, not after. 


On the Government free internet, Unlimited Flight took about fifteen minutes to load. 
It had huge procedural generation patches, glitches. 
I wondered if I reloaded it on the Rogers Xfinity 6G internet if it would be better. For one thing, it downloaded in less than 30 seconds. It runs better! A few tiny PG patches here and there but not to the gargantuan levels as before. I could see the trees on the mountains a lot better. The airport runways have green strips that I didn't see before. 
I should know this! 
The time it takes to download is the shell. 
The Japanese can download more than 50Tb in a one second shell! 
That's not a download, that's a singularity. 
That information is a year old. It wouldn't surprise me if that threshold has been surpassed. 
So of course a ten minute download VS a 30 second download absolutely makes a difference! 
And I'm on high speed internet. It's known that high speed internet VS slower speed internet makes video games run faster and better. For some reason, it does! That actually works. 
The airplane app seems to run a lot smoother. And with a higher definition display. 
I'm going to give the Smurfs Roller Coaster a run today using high speed internet. 
Today is absolutely pouring. I'm taking the day off of sweeping the streets. I was ready to go and it's just downpouring which is about 5 times the effort. 


Last night, unsure if I would get the internet signal again, I went to the window to look for a sign. I even said out loud, I hope I see a sign like reading tea leaves. 
I looked out and it was subtle and didn't register until after but I saw a man dressed all in orange with a glowing X on that jacket standing next to the bank! A place where credit card payments for internet signals are processed. That's what the Rogers cable technician looks like! That was totally a sign! 
Roy Neary of Close Encounters of the Third Kind worked as a cable repairman. 
As you are well aware, I indeed got my internet signal again. All I had to do was press down the button on the modem. 


Broken Spectre VR. Government of Canada financed. Lots of VR awards international. 
Sale price $6.50 including tax. 
Will give it another try. Often VR apps work better the second time around. 
When I saw Government of Canada, I had to get it. It's a Gov of Canada VR project. 
Its a story of something or other...


I Am Security VR is on sale. I'm getting it. There are two levels for the price of one. 
Nightclub level and Airport Security level. The game looks hot and the other airport security game looks like a knockoff of this OG Security game. 
I loved AirPort Security VR. I spent hours on it and the replayability is there and it is intense. On sale for $12 plus tax apart from the regular $14 plus tax. 
I'll get it. 
F it. I got it. 
Ever since I played AirPort Security VR when I walk past the security guard office station at the museum, I think,  "Those security guards might be surprised to know that I played AirPort Security VR for hours and enjoyed it."
A real security guard is on another level. They have enhanced and advanced social skills from whatever social skills that I have. 
Any security guard can play the role of good cop and bad cop and can turn those modes on at will going from one to another if the occasion demands that type of response. A security guard, similar to a Police Officer must have the ability to intimidate, to be authoritative. Know how to diffuse volatile situations. See, that's not exactly me. 
I don't think that I could intimidate anyone voluntarily which is good cop, nor intimidate involuntarily which is bad cop, like a real security guard can. In that way, I have as much of a chance of being a security guard at the airport as I do flying an airplane at the airport. I mean, come on! 


Airport Security VR is kinda better. There are levels that end after every 7 to 10 passengers. Look to the runway, the Airbus A330 takes off if you completed the level without errors. If not, look to the skies at the end of the tarmac and see the airplane explode. Level unsuccessful. 
I am Security is endless passengers, one after another. There are no pauses between levels. It's and endless line up of people stretched into infinity waiting to be processed. That's kind of like the afterlife. 
This app has a nightclub level, an airport level, and coming soon, an afterlife level at the pearly gates. St Peter is there and you are the security guard deciding as to who gets into heaven or who gets sent away to hell. To reframe more it to how it actually is, deciding who heaven would be comfotable for and who would be more comfortable in hell. 
Some people would find the smug smarmy bourgeois insufferable lace doily realm of heaven to be too much for them. Strangely being more of a grunge demographic, they feel more comfortable in the Wario World of green slime oozing off open sewer covers, cigarette butts, and discarded pizza boxes. A gothic HP Love raft world of barren trees set against desolate Hieronymous Bosch landscapes. These realms would be beautiful in their own way like a Tim Burton horror movie is very beautiful. 
I can't wait til the heaven and hell level is released. 


Airports are kind of like Courthouses. A person can go there and be so swept away in a world that seems like an escape from the ordinary world that they want to work there. Lots of times leaving airports, I had thoughts of how rock show and rock star it would be to work at an airport. 
Good money, enough for a nice middle class apartment. Big room. Enough to swing a VR golf club. 
With such work, security guard where you are mainly talking to people, the time goes shockingly fast. I've had white collar jobs where all I did was just talk to people all day. Say whatever comes up. And I was paid. And the time went so fast. 
That's why working at an airport is a life that's much better than being on welfare. 
It depends how one lives the welfare life. A person on welfare who has VR goggles, a tablet, an OLED big screen TV with the nice popping and sizzling color display, and an electric pedestrian class vehicle such as electric skateboard, bike, electric unicycle is arguably doing just as well as someone who works at an airport but doesn't have VR goggles. 
People working at an airport you would assume has a tablet and some kind of television, odds are, a nice OLED television. VR goggles are more of a specialty item. 
There are $10,000 VR goggles on the market. These have true 4K displays and much much more high definition and sharper display, I mean, for that price. 


I set the World War 2 Warplanes VR language, speech and text to German so I could learn the language. 
But that wouldn't be historically accurate. 
World War 2 Warplanes is the Pacific Theatre, the Battle of Midway, the Battle of Guam, etc 
Pacific Island cargo cults. 
Anyways, the krauts had nothing to do with the Pacific Theatre which must have been no small relief to them. It was all Americans VS the Japanese. 
There is only English, German, and Chinese speech settings on this app. Strange. No Chinese planes available. Only Japanese planes. Yeah, historically, Chinese soldiers were flying Japanese airplanes in World War 2 on behalf of the Japanese which would have been incredibly historically inaccurate as China and Japan happened to be fighting a war with each other at the time. For a small island Nation to give China as well as the States a run for their money for a few years there would have been quite the military logistics juggling act. 
So it's text and speech set to English. 
The planes look semi realistic. Way better than Simple Planes VR and Ultra-wings 2 but not as good as Dawn of Jets VR or Unlimited Flight VR. 
Meta Quest 4 might have the power to do Sturmovik IL-2 but a more financially friendly version for the lower classes. 
Meta is the VR goggles for the suburban lower to mid middle class and for the lower classes who live downtown in the inner city in rooming houses and in subsidized housing units. Flats. 
George Orwell said that in England, a lot of people live in flats. 
Sturmovik IL-2 is incredibly expensive. Planes cost $350. Mission sets cost $750. An abbreviated more financially friendly to lower classes version should be available in meta quest 4. 
If I could have only two airplanes for Sturmovich IL-2, I would opt for the Messerschnidt ME 262 Schwalbe or the British Meteor. Those are jet class airplanes used in World War 2. The Schwalbe would need to be painted night operations black. And the Meteor needs to be painted a British Royal shiny gloss dark brown. A person can of course paint up their airplanes etc whatever, in video games. That's been around for a couple of decades. 


I've been luxuriating today. The luxury was at a 10/10. 
New videos of Dyker Heights Christmas Lights on my LG Nano television set to Sports mode. 
Then the Gov of Canada app which looks really good. 
Then I saw Sisu 2 Road to Revenge. As good as if not better than the first. Hopefully it's a three-quel. 
Sisu 2 available online was a gift from the gods. 
Hence the luxuriating. 

Sisu 2. I recognized the actor Richard Brake from Hannibal Rising. 
"Grentz, Pot-boiler, where are they?" 
"Dead, dead. All dead. In the war." 


Even if it's raining, I have to work for the Courthouse. Lots of leaves and debris. Working for the Courthouse when it's raining is like Caddyshack. 
The Courthouse is a place where a person can walk in poor and walk out a Millionaire an hour later. Awards and settlements. 
Lawyers arrange wills and inheritances. 
Inheritance is ghoulish. It's enough to have known a person without expecting money from them after they moved on to the next phase of life and along with it got a massive broadband upgrade. 
I don't want the money. If it's money from a source like that. I wouldn't expect it. I wouldn't look for it. If I was told it was offered to me without me doing any part in convincing them, sure, I'll accept that. 
I would generate the money to living in a quiet middle or upper class neighbourhood. 
Ha! Is there such a thing? 
Perhaps pay extra since I'd have a million to get a top floor apartment near the beach. 
Sure. In my dreams. 
These days, a million couldn't even get a bungalow on the East side of Town. West side is rich side. 


Money goes as far as the imagination. A person who is poor but has an electric skateboard and VR goggles and listens to 70s rock and jazz as well is better off than a rich person who doesn't do any of those things. 


This evening, I flew an airplane around my town in VR. In the airplane itself is a television screen which has a very accurate Google maps display and it moves in real time with the plane. I flew from the Victoria airport near Sidney, I recognized the Pat Bay highway leading into town, and flew over that, and arrived at the harbour and duplicated the sea plane route the best I could. I looked out the window. This brings back memories of my two seaplane rides to Vancouver. Now I'm piloting the plane although first time not well. 
The first time, I crashed into a building downtown. The French style building with the mansard roof. 
The second time, I crashed into the steps of the Legislative Building, unintentional however an interesting energy signature. 
The third time, I more or less as did it. 
It takes patience to fly over the water. There is at least a full five minutes of seeing nothing except water below as the plane flies from the mainland to the island. And the app does it. I thought the app had given up or reached its limit but keep flying the island actually shows up. 
It must be anxiety city to fly over the Atlantic or Pacific. For hours the pilot sees nothing except ocean water which wouldn't make for a very cinematically spectacular aviation VR app. At one point, especially if doing it for the first time, the pilot panics and wonders, "Will we see land ever again? What if we're flying over an ocean forever?" 
World Flight is a great app. 


US President Donald Trump said what seemed like disparaging words against Rob Reiner after his death and Trump even referred to himself in the third person. 
"Rob Reiner wasn't good for Trump."
While being quizzed during a press conference, Trump doubled down and said that he wasn't a fan of Rob Reiner. 
Trump even blasted out a famous tweet. TDS. Trump Derangement Syndrome. 
People mistook him for callous. 
I saw something different. Apophenia, the Queen's Gambit. 
The man is a comedy genius. Get behind the timing and delivery of his school of comedy. 
The man is a great elder statesman. 
Trump being the Leader, would refuse to sob and commiserate along with the crowd. He had to be strong and vigilant at a time when a lot of people were grieving a loss. 
Trump said,  "Fight! Fight! Fight!", 
Trump choses not to go gently into the night but to rage rage rage against the dying of the light even in the case of others. 
Trump ended his tweet with, May Rob and Michele rest in peace. 
That completely flips the narrative on his tweet. The tweet was a bold defiant thumbing of the nose against the forces of darkness and despair. Not a mutual subdued commisersation. 
And during the conference, Trump had a slight smirk on his face. He was riding them the whole time! 


I should get a hamster. 
$30 for the cage if gotten at a thrift shop. Cage includes wheel and water bottle. 
I would get a female hamster. 
Baby so cute. Cute cute. 
"What is your name?" 
"My name is you got to giss 
The baby a little kiss." 
Keep speaking to and doting on a pet hamster for two years and a person sets themself up for one saddest day two years down the road. 
"Oh my baby! My baby!" 
Hamsters are expensive
- bedding
- fresh produce
- pellets
The hamster stuffs food into its cheeks. 
"Oh! Baby baby big big cheeks?" 
Keep talking like that and one just psyches themself up for massive grief somewhere down the road. 
Bedding etc etc costs money. 
I don't need the grief. Das geht zu nicht veiter. Keine Mich greuv mehr. 


Thursday, December 18, 2025 


Wet day. Wet ground. Swept the area around the Courthouse. Lots of leaves. 


Species, is a transcendent omniscient term, like government meat. A species remains a member of that species into the afterlife with the expectant broadband upgrade and a new dynamic in terms of setting of local dimensional physics. 
The human species under the iteration of this set of physics is awful. Or else the conglomeration are awful. Thoughtful people are pitted with thoughtless people all the time. 
The human species under the iteration of the afterlife broadband upgrade setting of physics doesn't necessarily bring about a personality change because people don't change. They become even more so. Upon death, the spirit doesn't slow down and then recede into nothingness. No, it experiences an acceleration! 
Hospice nurse Julie said as much when she said that narcissists just before dying, get more narcissistic than ever before. She said that it is an insufferable torture to tend to them. It must get worse every time. 
And she said that just before dying, a lot of patients experience a rally. Formelessly tired, lethargic, listless patients have a burst of energy. 
These two things hospice Nurse Julie on YouTube talked about implies acceleration. 
Due to the nature of resonance, a snarky person will be drawn to realms where people are snarky. They will borrow something off of someone there and by nature, naturally not return it. But that's OK, the next week another person borrows something from them and doesn't return it. But the thing is, they are so recalcitrant in their snarky grungy nature that they just don't care. They just shrug it off like it's no big deal. They are always 100% nice to each other. They are sometimes rather nice to each other but even these moments are tinged with a searing hot undertone of snarkiness at the edges that can be felt from a mile away. These spirit entities find the smug smarmy bourgeois realm of heaven to be insufferable and boring. 
In this life, you find the place. 
In the afterlife, the place finds you! It's called resonance. 
Anyways, under the physics of this dimension, you get what you get. Just like a whet stone sharpens a knife, times when a thoughtful person encounters a thoughtless person are opportunities to rise to the occasion. To go high when the other person goes low. These are hand picked opportunities from God to help you discover something better about yourself that you didn't know that you had but that He knew all along. 
The kind thoughtful people as kind and thoughtful as they are, these people are even kinder and more thoughtful in the heaven of the afterlife. 
And the snarky people,  "Its right there! It's under the blanket!"   "Yeah, that's right! Just start flap flapping away!" We'll, they are even more snarky in their heaven in the afterlife. 
Those words were the words of my friend who went on to the next phase of life and got a massive broadband upgrade in snarky land and then years larger visited me in a dream. 
Truth is stranger than fiction. 
You see, in the afterlife all realms even the snarky Gothic realms are heaven on a subjective level. However, on an objective level, there is only one heaven, the criteria, the vibrational energy jangle realm that is closest to God, the Source, the Light. 
Everyone goes to a subjective heaven. 
However most do wind up going to the objective heaven as well. 
That's kind of like in this dimension as well!
Me and Mark used to sometimes intravenously inject cocaine together. On some occasions, more often than not, heroin as well. 
In the dream, Mark invited me to a room which I recognized as my hotel room. There was a table. I said,  "I don't want to shoot coke now, Mark." 
For some reason I looked for the syringe. It might not be a bad idea to shoot up, I thought in the dream. 
"It's right there! It's under the blanket!"  It was. I found the syringe! 
Outside, we were on the street at the corner of the Patricia Hotel. He was at the corner outside the Patricia Hotel. He was wearing a jacket that was once fashionable. 4 colour jacket. Including the arms. The four colours were white, blue, green, purple. 
In a dram a person can fly just flapping their arms at the sides. I was flapping my arms about to lift off. I wanted to get away! Ghosts in the dreamworld are intensely psychic. Mark knew I wanted to leave. And since I was a ghost the, I knew that he knew. I just didn't care. 
"Yeah, that's right! Just start flap flapping away!" 
Snarky Marky. Snarkier than ever in the afterlife. What were the chances of that?!  
Mark Roy. 


F'ed. 
I got Revisit for $3. Revisit anywhere and time travel. A blue lightning Back to the Future rift and go from one era to another somewhat like a much watered down version of actual time traveling. 
A person is never not time traveling. Whether they are going from one second to the next or traveling in an actual time machine, the grand immutable objective algorithm of time doesn't differentiate. 
A town of other apps, World Lens, Fly, Wander can pretty much do the same thing. The google maps street view VR 360 time travel thing. $3. Wtf. It's not like, that expensive. 
So I didn't f up too much against my objective. 
The second app Lost in Time, a VR 360 journey through time. $4. 
Anyways, this should be a good app,  even though I saw the entire thing on YouTube already. 
$7 shouldn't mean that I'm F'ed but I do seem to be getting quite a few VR apps when my objective is to bring it down to zero. 
I want going to mention this, but what the heck. When I was a child, the school brought us on a field trip to CN Rail Park at Main and Terminal. There was a train in which was a sequence of dioramas which depicted a trip through time. Dinosaurs, cave men, Egypt, the medieval days, the Industrial Revolution, early Twentieth Century, and finally late 20th Century in as far as 1978 was concerned which was when I went. That's why I got this app. It's the only thing I have ever seen since the journey through time and history train dioramas which I visited in 1978 that is even remotely similar to that. 
I wonder if that can be done again. Donald Trump would feature as one of the dioramas. Of course when I was a child, I had to look up and all things in general seemed larger when I was a child similar to playing Walkabout Mini Golf VR in Mini Mode. So the diorama wouldn't seem as amazing to me today at nearly age 56 as it did back then. 


Science and religion are two circles of which the basis of forms a nice Venn diagram. Therefore there is a zone where science and religion intersect. That's where yours truly likes to dwell. 
What science says:
- there is a Supreme Force which gives reality to, creates and then destroys anything in this dimension. This force is behind all of multiple dimensions. 
- On an empirical, sociological and causational level, it really is better to be good than it is to be bad. The choices that a personality makes carves out and determines a certain energy signature of resonance that will determine the type of zone of likewise resonance they will be situated when they advance from the non-quantum to the quantum phase of life as is necessary for all life forms. 
What religion says: 
- there is a Supreme Force which gives reality to, creates and then destroys anything in this dimension. This force is behind all of multiple dimensions. 
- On an empirical, sociological and causational level, it really is better to be good than it is to be bad. The choices that a personality makes carves out and determines a certain energy signature of resonance that will determine the type of zone of likewise resonance they will be situated when they advance from the non-quantum to the quantum phase of life as is necessary for all life forms. 


Disadvantage of living in Canada:
No access or option to purchase the Blumhouse VR app which is like Spatial TV on steroids and PCP. Remember the Nicolas Cage movie Mandy? 
Blumhouse is like Mandy meets Ghost in the Shell. 
Set against the most macabre dark Halloween-fest nightmare fuel settings Ina glowing televion and to say that it is futuristic and state of the art would be an understatement. 
Which Canadian wouldn't want to have access to that? Especially Canadians living in Northern Canada where some parts of it already look like Blumhouse anyways so for the, Blumhouse would seem more like a mixed reality setting whereas for the rest of us, we'd be experiencing a full virtual reality experience, at any rate, in optimal circumstances. 
Pssst! If Blumhiuse is mixed reality perhaps a call to the Police department right now would be well timed. I mean what's going on? 
If you need your living room to look like a scene from Silence of the Lambs while watching a movie like Sense and Sensibility or Pride and Prejudice, then this is the app for you. Unfortunately, not available in Canada. 
Blum house is available for free as a background environment option on the default screen. It looks sick. In a good way. 
See, for some heads, a place like this in the afterlife would seem like heaven to them. Cozy. Right at home. 


In Unlimited Flight VR, there is a plane called The Pitt Special. 
That is a biplane that has a cockpit in the front for a passenger and a cockpit in the back for the pilot. 
In World War1, a  German plane called the Ago C1 has a ckpot for the pilot in the rear and one in the front for a machine gunner. 
In World War 1, another plane called the Ago C3, has one cockpit in the front for the pilot and one in the rear for the machine gunner. 


The movie The Tree of Life. Jessica Chastain said something about how 
'In life, there is the way of grace and the way of nature. 
Grace accepts imperfection and being slighted. 
Nature is all about itself, Lords itself over others, and finds reasons to be unhappy when all the world is smiling.'
Yeah, well grace is all about remembering that the weird sh*t that you went through, the weirder the better, make a life 105% of the 100% it would have been while nature thinks it makes your life 95% of the 100% that it could have been. 


100% guaranteed, if a person visits any Church and asks some parishioners, "What are some of the weirdest things you have seen or experienced?" 
The Church attendees would tell that person stories to make that person's hair stand on end and say to themself, "Holy smokes. And I thought I had problems. And I thought I had seen some weird things. The stories they are telling me, I had no previous reference points for." 
Someone once told me that in Church, there are some parishioners who had done someone in during the past. They got busted, did time. But its quite a few years later. They changed and go to Church. No one asks or thinks anything. 
God has a criteria for judgement. Someone could have done something wrong but later on, they make up for it in a way that they otherwise wouldn't have because they want to make up for the past. Someone like that would still go to Heaven. 



Friday, December 19, 2025 


Happy Birthday to a distant spirit. 


Justin Trudeau was the greatest Prime Minister that Canada has ever had. 
That being said, I'm really worried about him dating Katy Perry. Unfounded worries, most likely. 
PM Justin Trudeau attended every gay parade on every year that ever happened in Canada. He went to st least one gay parade every year. While PM Stephen Harper didn't attend any of them at all. 
Katy Perry happens to be a major icon in the gay community. So much so that there are Drag Competitions and the one that often wins is the one who is all dragged out to look like Katy Perry. 
I'm sure that the PM knows what he's doing. Exercising executive level judgement as always. 
I'm also worried for Katy Perry. Would it not be in over your head and overwhelming dating a former Head of State. A Head of State is on hundreds of levels above the ordinary person. Security clearances. CSIS protection for life. That's heavy stuff. 
Going to a restaurant with a Head of State would be like going to a restaurant with parents. The parents always pay for the meal. That goes for the Head of State as well. 


I wish couples happy. 
Envy is a sin. Debbie Hellion said that worry is a sin. 
Envy involves a lot of ellipsis. A person fills in the blanks with their imagination and often the fantasy is more crazy than the actual reality. 
Worry is to be caught up in something that chances are, is completely wrapped up in the non-teleportational setting of the physics of this dimension. 
A man fantasies about finding a girlfriend and having sex with her. Sure, sex is one slice of a pie with a lot of other slices in that pie. 
A man can't have that one slice withitlut all the other possible slices that involve money worries, commitment issues, trust issues, aspirational drift, fürchte zufunkt, fear of the future, verängstigt zufunkitgen, fear in general, and how much do we actually have in common? 
First syllable of verängstigt, origin of the word 'fear'. Second syllable, angst. 
A man does worse to a woman than a woman does to a man. 
A man can get a woman pregnant creating a real rats nest of health anxiety and acute panic attacks and then she winds up dying of childbirth. What a train wreck. 
Otherwise a woman can and often will do a real number on a man. A woman can drive a man up the f*cking wall. 
"Beware of the who're that doesn't want any of your money because that's the who're that wants all your money." William S Burroughs 
it is absolutely useless to envy others for doing something that you yourself are not that good at. 
Getting it on. Problems uh, rising to the occasion along with problems uh, finishing the task. Problems based on worries about possibly being on the hook for child support. 
In that case, the appropriate response would be,  "What makes you think it's mine?" 
"A DNA test."
"That means nothing. To quote William S Burroughs, "You can pay a doctor to say anything." "
With a lot of people, relationships have two worries 
- When will a relationship begin? 
- When will this relationship end? 
What if all life, the narrative is, she's all right, but there's another and better lady and I'd really rather hook up with that. 
Life goes fast. Keep thinking like that and before you know it, you're staring down the barrel of being aged in your mid fifties unmarried and at this point, let's face it, you doubt that you will ever get married. 
No country for old men. 
But there are some cracks where the light is shining through. 
A movement wants to raise Canada's population to 100 million. 
There is a record population drop in Canada as fewer temporary workers opt to work in Canada and many Canadians are leaving for other countries. 
Housing prices have been steadily dropping over the last year. 
At this time, there is hope for young people wanting to start a family in Canada. 
Its too late for me. I'm like SCP-049. I'm doomed to wander the chambers of desolation for thousands of years. 
I would bet money against myself finding a girlfriend ever again. This town doesn't have any women whom I have much in common with of anything. Every woman is in her own world. 



I'm not going to see the new Avatar movie. 
I saw the last Avatar movie at the theatre.
Others saw a rich, engaging story full of lush opulent plot elements. 
Due to apophenia and torpor of the mind, I saw something else. 
What I saw was a confusing set of pictures and scenes randomly spliced together without even a semblance of a semblance of a story. I didn't see any kind of story at all. 


I have a IMAX annual pass. However, due to experiencing some kind of torpor of the mind, I have opted not to go today. 
I'd go if there was an IMAX movie about Emily Carr. Do a movie about her monkey. 
The movie starts off in Borneo or Java, what's the difference, where the monkey was born. 
The make it a comedy. Emily Carr contacts the pet store on one of the early hand crank telephones, calls the pet store and says, 
"I'll trade you a pound of weed for the monkey."
"What do you think we've been feeding it?" 
"But what about an eight ball of cocaine for the monkey?" 
"Again, what do you think we've been feeding it?" 


Trump - Kennedy Memorial Centre. 
That's nothing new. 
Video games have been doing that for years. 
Monopoly - Solitaire, Lego - Star Wars, Trump - Kennedy. 


Saturday, December 20, 2025 


Today I worked at the Courthouse grounds. Then went on a long walk. 
I came home feeling exhausted, ate something and then had a afternoon nap. 
I woke up feeling awful, wretched and despite taking an ashwagandha capsule still felt anxiety. Then I ate something and felt better. Is this normal? 
I even googled I felt awful and then ate something and felt better is this normal. I didn't get the usual AI response I was looking for. Just a listing of eating disorder websites. 


Today I said to God, I'm not begging or demanding but I wouldn't mind if I got an early reprieve. This dimension of cortisol and anxiety, tobacco and m@sturbati*n, not being able to teleport, always worrying about money and food insecurity. Worries about memes involving objects or personaliti s that are completely wrapped up in their current iteration under the setting of the physics of this dimension. It all seems existentially counterproductive I've come up with answers. I feel that I deserve and am entitled to an early reprieve for the answers that I have come ip with. Thoughts like this can add to depression and general feelings of malaise and unease. And torpor of the mind. I've basically to some noticeable extent, lost my will to live and to go on living. Why bother? 
I think of my friends and relatives who have gone on who I have seen in dreams. They seem so happy. They seem like they are in the cat birds seat. 
It is as if though in life we are under the bullsh*t crackpot strictures and the regimented social apparatus of school while our friends and relatives who have gone on in the afterlife are living life as a free adult with no curfews, no parental or school supervision and monitoring  etc etc. 


Since linear time is an illusion, it's not I'll see that person later in the future, it's more like I'll see them at a certain energy jangle. 



"Heather, I love you more than life itself."
She'd probably say,  'That isn't saying much because you never did like life all that much ever, to begin with.' 
If she said that she would be 100% right. I really don't like life all that much. Especially since I've come up with certain answers. Life seems to be existentially counterproductive and a waste of time. I really wouldn't mind it if God were to give me an early reprieve. I feel that I am somewhat owed an early reprieve. That my God granted early reprieve is overdue. 


A guaranteed way to feel better is to play a musical instrument like the drums in VR and drink tea with milk and sugar. 
"Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast."  Shakespeare 
Paul Blart Mall Cop. Hypoglycemia index. 


Geist der Zufunktigen Weihnachtfest, Ich fürchte dein mehr den alles oder Geist ich je gesehen habe. 


Let's face it. The moon is a planet. That it got shoehorned into some secondary role of a satellite circling some other planet is incidental. It fits all the criteria of being a planet. It's big and round. 
How can the moon circle the Earth without the Earth also circling the moon? They are basically circling each other anyways. So either is a planet or a moon or else neither is a planet nor a moon. 
Planets circle a sun. Moons do not. That's the classical definition. Really?! Doesn't a moon while circling a planet while a planet also circles it, also circle the sun in the course of doing that? 


The scientist who would win the Nobel Prize for physics is one who could tweak the setting of the physics of this dimension. But something like that would affect the entire Universe. 
What about just tweaking the physics of the local area? What about just the solar system so not just the Earth but also planets like the moon and Mars can experience a broadband upgrade. 
The moon can't be a planet because planets are not made of cheese, a point in which the moon may be severely challenged. 
Realistically, statistically speaking, the chances that the moon is made of cheese hovers between 2% - 5%. And 87% of all statistics are BS. 
The moon is made of cheese...  This is a metaphor for some of the things that religion asks you to believe. I mean, come on! 


I wouldn't mind it if God were to give me an early reprieve. My life is like an app that isn't really working all that great and I'd like to uninstall it. I think to God, I don't want life. 
I'm not really sure that I want to go on living in this phase of life. 
A few of my friends got an early reprieve. Why not me as well? Since God gave them an early reprieve, why not give me an early reprieve as well? 
Like the girl in the move Pet Sematary dropped the mask, when I die, all the sh*t details of my life will drop from me like a heavy stone and I will walk away from that more lighter, more healthier, more alive than ever. 
God doesn't give me an early reprieve. I don't know why. I feel that I am owed an early reprieve. I feel that God owes it to me to give me an early reprieve. A quick but lethal heart attack during my sleep would be what I want the most. Then I will be truly free. 
All my life is wrong. Wrong family. Wrong country. Wrong town. It's an app that just isn't working great. I'd like to uninstall it. I wish God could uninstall for me the app that is known as life in this dimension. This is a formative dimension. I passed the exam. I cracked the code. I came up with certain answers that gives me the right to feel that God owes me an early reprieve. 
My answers came from God. But God didn't give these answers to everyone. It was my temperament and the choices I made throughout my life that made me arrive at such answers one of these decisions being an unwillingness to go on with life if God were otherwise to be good enough to me to provide me an early exit. 
God denies me an early reprieve on the grounds of irrefutable logic of the answers I have come up with because God, just like the forces of life that he dispatches is an @ssh*le. 
If God had more decency, He would grant me the early reprieve that I feel that I have a right to ask for. 
A early reprieve would mean a new start. 
Moses, Job, and a few prophets of the old testament said to God,  God if I am to be treated thus, I would rather that You end my life."
God did eventually end their lives. Why not mine as well? 
I wonder if Heather would do me a solid and ask God to give me an early reprieve not for her sake but for my sake so that I myself can be with her without enduring so many weird sh*t energy jangles from the physics of this dimension in an insufferable energy signature referred to as linear time? 
For purely my sake and not for hers because where she is, even if I were to die decades later, for her it would be like literally five minutes for us. 
"You can not ein, Darth. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine." Star Wars
Teleportation, time travel. Heather has these powers I do not. 
I always said to her,  "The good one goes to the lady." when we divvied up something, she would get the better portion. 
Now it seems that as ever, the good one goes to the lady. She gets the good dimension and I'm still stuck here in the sh*t dimension. For God knows why. Only God knows what I'm doing still alive for the unforeseeable future because I sure the hell don't. 


Sunday, December 21, 2025 


Today, I found out that my uncle died a few months ago. 
Every couple of years, I look online and see that another one of my uncles or aunts had went on to the next phase of life where they are now alive. 
I didn't think much. 
What a weird flakey family. I've never seen my birth certificate or met anyone on my mother's side of the family. 
Perhaps he was my uncle, perhaps he wasn't, really. 
Like I'm supposed to act like I've seen my birth certificate. That's another disincentive for living. Once I'm in the afterlife, that kind of thing is irrelevant. 
And my uncle had a sentimentality to that weird animal monkey spoken language along with its weird snakey fishy writing system that in my heart of hearts, I don't intellectually respect nearly as much as English. 
I don't plan on ever seeing anyone from that ostensible family of mine ever again. One good thing about moving to this town is that in my thoughts, I intellectually gravitate to just about never thinking about them at all. The other town was just saturated with places with memories of that benighted family. 
The thing in life is to never reunite with weird energy. Never plan any renewals with weird crap energy. Weird flakey dweeb family energy. 
"Make quick, decisive opinions about everyone you ever meet. And stick to it!" George Carlin
If reading about the death of a relative. The sudden temperature drops at night night can and will make it worse. 
Family reunions happen only once a year to remind you why it happens only once a year. 
Weird competitions with people whom you have absolutely nothing in common with and wouldn't otherwise have any reason or predisposition to spend time with at all. 
It would be a regression too some former bullsh*t. 
"Toxic and won't be missed." Donald Trump 
Prince William when asked about regularly speaking with Prince Harry again in England, said,  "I wouldn't want to regress." 
To see them again would be to show compassion for them. To not see them again is to show compassion for yourself. Religions teach that a person can not show compassion for others unless they show compassion for themself first. 
My uncle was a way better father to his sons than my father was to me. My uncle gave his sons a fair shake. My father constantly bullsh*tted me. He was a mendaciius crackpot. 
I don't miss my father. 
"Better a dead father than a lousy father."  Brad Pitt, Seven Years in Tibet 
"Two will lie one a bed. One will die, one will live." Jesus, The Gnostic Bible
If there is one song that describ a my uncle, it's Fleetwood Mac, Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow. He was that kind of guy. 
Ghost of Christmas Future, I fear you more than anything else. Would that be what I call don't stop thinking about tomorrow? 


I live in a part of the World where the weather is absolute dogsh*t for most of the year. Miami Florida would be a wonderful place to live because of the superior weather. 
Southern United States, where the weather rocks and rocks and rocks and rocks. 
Canada and England, where the weather sucks and sucks and sucks and sucks. 


There is the brain and there is the mind. 
The brain operates in this dimension, weird involuntary energy jangles like envy, and then cortisol and not being able to teleport, are of the brain.
The mind operates in the other dimension while in this dimension. The Watcher, empathy, thinking out of the box interdimensionally, vivid accurate memories as if they were yesterday that jump across time even decades, are of the mind. 
The brain waits for a certain length of linear time to pass. 
The mind waits for an energy jangle to dissipate in the midst of an energy signature that registers as linear time. Alas, the mind knows that waiting is necessary that it is waiting for an energy jangle to dissipate whether one is in the brain grip of linear time or not. 
For example, a person has to wait for an hour to watch a complete 1 hour YouTube video. 
The requirement is structured as, watch six 10 minute segments taking at least a five minute break in between each segment. 
Do it in linear time and with the waiting. 
Do it in a time machine and there is still some kind of waiting. Travel to 1995 and watch a ten minute segment, then time travel to 1925 and watch a segment, then travel to the year 2035 and watch another segment, then travel to the year 3000, watch a segment and then to 1845, the Industrial Revolution era and see its Victorian smoke stacks the dark Satanic mills of William Blake's Jerusalem and then why not, watch the last segment during the year 2,000 New Years Eve celebrations. 
The point is, in either case a person is waiting for an energy jangle to dissipate in the midst of an energy signature that may or may not register as linear time. 
A person doesn't actually have to have a time machine because this also works as a thought experiment. 
The. Mind. Thinks. Out. Of. The. Box. 
I have come up with such answers. Which is why I believe that I should be prime for God to grant me a quick and painless early reprieve. Make it a real zapper. 
I hate these involuntary feelings of envy which register as intrusive and unwanted thought. It's more exasperating when I realize that during these sh*t times of change mpletely irrational envy, I'm hung up on women under the iteration of the setting of the physics of this dimension and with secondary corollary conditions. 
Relationships with Women under such iteration can not teleport, are non-teleportational as well as non-telepathic leading to misunderstanding and errors in judgement, sometimes massive are a meme. There is cortisol, of course there is in this wretched dimension. Why envy what is only a meme? Yet the damned unwanted envy is there. It's a burden of living life in this world. 
The beautiful young women, with the quick passing of years becomes a withered old crone under the auspices of this train wreck dimension. And in this dimension, there are money worries and health worries which goes double for a relationship. 
Whatever one does in this dimension occupies an energy jangle that registers as elapsed linear time set against a finite limited length of linear time you have left even if its decades away. Every action is a demerit against the quantity of linear time a person subjectively has remaining. 
That's why life seems counterproductive and a waste of time and it would be much simpler for everybody most of all myself if God were to just give me an early reprieve. 
Even if He doesn't, the good News is that life has a way of going fast even for the most toughest of lives. My life is tough but I'm realistic enough to know that it wouldn't be like, the toughest of lives. That would be ghastly and wretched. 
Ask any old person, even a hundred year old. They would say, "That went fast!"  Life goes quickly. Life isn't short but it goes quickly. 
Life never seems short when you're right in the middle of it, under the salacious, picaresque aegis of the setting of the physics of this dimension. 


Although I resent this dimension, the spirit world sees this dimension as just as important as the spirit dimension for different reasons. The spirits hold a great revered sentimentality to this dimension despite its picaresque and dissolute setting of physics. 
That's why they want people to stay alive. There is a divine plane. A divine Schedule. 
God is an algorithm. The complexity of the algorithm of The Schedule is something that only God can comprehend. 


I'm thinking that since I've come up with certain answers, I should very well be granted an early reprieve if I want one and I really wouldn't mind an early reprieve. Get it over with. I am due an early reprieve from this rip off dimension. 
I do a lot of work on the internet, drawings, animated cartoons, writings, but I don't get money for it. But someone is getting rich off of my work. That's why God should give me an early reprieve. I have a right and authority to ask God for an early reprieve since I've come up with certain answers and cracked the code. Thus I am 100% owed an early reprieve from God. When I get that reoeive, it will be no small relief for me. God probably won't give me an early reprieve because sometimes the forces of life are an @ssh*le. 


In the afterlife, the Light, Love and Presence of God is more center stage. In this life, the love of God seems so distant that some people don't feel it at all with disastrous results. 
This seeming absence of God gives people an opportunity to develop their faith. 
A metaphor is birth is like the seed dropping off of the plant. While in this life, we are within a seed with darkness inside but the Light of the sun always ever present just outside the very thin shell of the seed. 
Once germinating outside of the seed pod, the plant then fully experiences the Light of the sun.
Once in the afterlife, spirits always see and feel the Light of God. A million times brighter than sunlight. 
Sometimes a plant doesn't make it. Every gardener has planted seeds that never sprouted. 
Some people don't make it to Heaven with God, they make it to another place that they resonate with and that resonates with them, energy wise. 


I felt massive anxiety this afternoon. Partly because of the nightly temperature drop. 
When going to Church, I saw the Police. They were at the park next to the Church attending to something. It was good to see them on the shortest day of the year. 
I took Ashwagandha at 8:15 this morning before the 9 am Church. It only lasts for six hours. This afternoon, I had a massive anxiety attack, took another Ashwagandha and am feeling better. 


Chernobyl Again VR. 
On sale for $5 from the usual $27. 
There is a free try. Why not? 
It seems exciting. 
City Skyline or whatever it's called is also $5 on sale from $25 but it looks like a real rat's nest. The more you do, the more you have to do. 
And with these world building VRs I don't tend to stick around long afterward. I build the thing, look for about a minute or two and that's it. Sometimes it's after what, a couple of hours of building. This happened with all my train set VR world building apps. 
Ashwagandha makes me feel actually excited and feeling good. I think of winter time Polar Express style winter train set world building. If they have that in VR, and it's searing hot graphics like Tin Hearts VR, I'll get it. 
Chernobyl Again seems like a spectacular intellectual thrill ride. 
Well, it is worth the $5. Top scale graphics and story. Something to do with Chernobyl. Lots of Russian Soviet era motifs. 
The Chernobyl story has a unique take. Time travel experiments gone wrong led to the Chernobyl disaster. Clap! Clap! Applause. 
That's great imagination. 
Splicing together time travel - Chernobyl disaster, kind of like Trump - Kennedy. 


My uncle died on October 18th. When I look back to see what I did that day, it seems I jumbled a bunch of days together so I don't know. Ace Frehley and Dianne Keaton died that week. Why did I jumjle the days together was I that out of it? I don't usually do that. Now I'll never know what I did that day. 
October 18 was on a Saturday. I was sweeping the grounds at the Catholic Church. A large black SUV was parked there on that day. And then drove away. That was a death omen. Also I found out that Dianne Keaton died that day. 


Today, I went to Catholic Church and to the Protestant Anglican Church up on the hill. Really, like Bridget Jones, I write a lot of things that are just thoughts. Catholic and Protestant are good and neither of them are going anywhere anytime soon. Catholic and Protestant will be on Earth for centuries. 


The Chinese Church has heavenly vibes. However the sermon is really interminable long. The other Churches, 15 minute sermons. The Chinese Church, 45 Minute sermons and with text and speloken language in a language I just barely understand. The language has two dialects. Cantonese and Mandarin. I understand about 1 in a dozen words in Cantonese. I understand zero, that is, zero of Mandarin. 
Aside from that. The heavenly vibes are through the roof. 1910s style Church which was when it was built, imagine white painted horizontal slats of wood. Very heavenly. After going there, listen to 70s music or watch Bruce Lee, Fist of Fury. That's a heavenly vibe. The soundtrack more than the visuals of Fist of Fury are very early 1970s heavenly. Imagine seeing a movie on Granville Street in 1972 and then going home to your cheaply rented urban blight Vancouver home that was Jerry rigged sometime way back in 1897. 


Monday, December 22, 2025 


Thailand and Cambodia fighting. 
That's nothing new. They've been fighting on and off now and again for centuries. 
Thailand is a region that plays a musical chairs game of if they're not fighting Burma, they're fighting Laos or else Malaysia. 
Think of the television series Corner Gas. The town of Dog River with their rivalries with Melfort and Wullerton. 
Of college football rivalries such as Michigan and Ohio or Oklahoma and Texas. 
I'm not sure about Malaysia but one time Malaysia was part of Thailand. Just like in Israel and India, the British did their cartography in Thailand and partitioned yet again forming the State of Malaysia or Sultanate of Malaysia, I'm not sure. 
I'm surprised that Thailand and Cambodiar aren't fighting more often. 
Angkor Wat is located in the Province of Siem Riep, the name of the Province translated means the destruction of Siam. I asked a Thai about this and he said,  "Oh yeah, in Thailand we have a phrase,  Khmer Riep." 
But imaging adopting such a pernicious moniker as the name of a Province. I haven't heard of such a thing happening with any other Province anywhere else. 
And so now you wonder why Thailand and Cambodia are at it again like the internecine warring tribes of old such as the Huron and the Algonquin who were basically at each other's throats with tomahawks all 365 days a year. 
The Algonquin round table was a council of war. 
These are military exercises between Thailand and Cambodia. Armies do this to sharpen their swords and to discourage any potential threats, if any. 
Thailand and Cambodia are countries a that believe in angels and devas which are angels. They have carved statues of angels. Like all of us, they believe in a higher order. 


Wallace and Gromit VR The Grand Getaway. On sale for $6. Had it at one time and uninstalled it, not understanding it. 
Reinstalled it. And I finally understood it and it gets really good. 
I'd give this app a hundred stars out of ten. It's really really good. One of the best I've ever seen. I didn't know waking up this morning that I would see all this. The graphics are smokingly spectacular. 


Tuesday, December 23, 2025 


There are a few ladies whom I used to talk with but the conversations are boring and dull as ditch water. 
I don't know if I trust these ladies or not because to trust them, you have to first thought as much of them to even get to the point of wondering about trust. 
I don't think of these women that much to begin with or else I would prefer not to. 
When I don't see them, I sure don't miss them. One day, I will see them for the last time. For the last time in Thai is 'krung su tie'. Su sounds a lot like the German zu. 
As in, das geht zu nicht veiter.  One day, I will see them krung su tie. 
I certainly don't miss those people. Every day, every month, every year I don't see them, I breathe a sigh of relief. 


The mouth in this life is used for eating and talking. 
In the afterlife, there is no need to eat to survive and that alone is a disincentive for living and an incentive to just give up on life. Life has food insecurity hence life is too difficult. I've always believed that anything that is too difficult isn't worth doing at all including the living of life. Since I've come up with certain answers my life has reached a dynamic where from this point on, it would be intellectually and existentially counterproductive to even attempt to try to go on existing under BS setting of the physics of this backwater dimension. 
The answers I come up with including:
In the afterlife, the mouth is mainly used for making facial expressions to communicate. Even Royal ghosts use facial expressions to communicate. 
In this dimension, body language augments verbal speech. In the afterlife, body language augments telepathic communication. 
Heck, in the afterlife dimension, even facial expressions teleport. A facial expression typically can go from closed mouth resting b*tch phase to wide open mouth smile, instantly in a microsecond, with no facial expressions in between at all. 
That I've come up with such answers means that I should be entitled to a God granted early reprieve. I have no more use for life in this dimension. If I didn't get an early reprieve it would be because I didn't ask God for one. 
Telepathic communication can be somewhat replicated using an mp3 player with a set of pre recorded phrases. One person has the mp3 player and another person has a set of headphones. They are across the street from each other. One presses the button on the mp3 player playing a phrase and the person hearing the headphone hears it. 


Vancouver isn't a town I'd want to live in ever again. Vancouver is so unwhatever to me that I wouldn't want to move back there to the point where I'd live on an island rather than to live in Vancouver. Island living is hole in corner living. The mainland has its pulse on the main geographical rock show action. Islands are dead unenviable backwaters. I intellectually and geographically respect the mainland like Continental Europe more than I would otherwise intellectually and geographically respect Island living such as England and Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland. 
Vancouver is a regression to some former bullsh*t, that in itsself would be bad enough but it also has a neighbourhood that has been run to the ground from mismanagement and some kind of incompetency somewhere down the line if not just an overall collective level failing of the human species in itself to the point where it registers as a cruel and unusual punishment. More Canadian special sh*t. Special Canadian. Canadian special. Canadian Carl Malden, bathroom break, ice rinks special type of person having been brought down to the Canadians backwater level especially if they come from a country that is way more technologically advanced in terms of infrastructure, like the big cities of China. 
Ha ha, and that slummy neighbourhood in Vancouver looks like what a neighbourhood would look like after a nuclear war. 
The regression to some past sh*t,  the total dogsh*t slummy neighbourhood are two reasons put together why it is better to opt not to play Vancouver games would be to win Vancouver prizes. 
Leaving that weird sh*t town is the best thing I've ever done. 
Just the same, if I had a million dollars, I wouldn't be staying in this town. 
That's why I look forward to God finally deciding to give me an early reprieve whenever that is. In this dimension, a person can be stuck for years in a backwater town that they loathe and despise. In the afterlife, a person can teleport to anywhere, any time. Literally and objectively any time, because a person can also time travel as well as Teleport. 
Let's face it, anyone who doesn't live to 115 these days can be thought of as a kind of early reprieve. The maximum potential is to live to 115 so technically, anything that circumvents that can be thought of as a roundabout early reprieve. 
Bruce Lee died at age 32. Seeing how my life turned out, I wish I died at age 32. Bruce Lee died at that age and if he hadn't, within a few years he would have permanently been in a wheelchair because of his progressive worsening spinal condition. Bruce Lee therefore exemplifies the expression, Better a good death than a bad life. 
There is no town that I ever visited that I thought was a great town. They were all sh*t and problem towns. No living arrangement I have ever lived in that looking back, I was glad to be there. They were all crazy unenviable weird sh*t situations. Even at age 29, I wrote articles about how in terms of my view on life, that it would be arguably better if my life were to end. 
Auch as, what do I rate my life out of ten? No one with reasonable critical faculties would ever rate their life ten out of ten. Pro rate that to a hundred thousand stars. A person would always be quite a few thousand stars short. How could I live with such a deficit? 
If a person doesn't go on living, they miss the good as well as the bad things that they would have otherwise experi nced. But good things in life are never guaranteed, only bad things are such as illness, and old age, that is, if they live long enough. 
I'd rather miss the guaranteed bad things even if it means missing the not at all  guaranteed good things. 
How can anyone refute the impeccability of that logic? 
I hope that Heather can be in my corner and ask God to give me an early reprieve so I can reunite with her in the afterlife? I want that more than anything in life, even life itself. I love Heather more than I love life itself. 
Life is rip-off forces, God damned life is me doing a tremendous amount of work on the internet and then getting no money for it, life is returning the excellent energy you generate with another and worse kind of energy. Life is bullsh*t. There is every chance that God can still give me an early reprieve in the next ten, heck, five years. 
I should have made a suicide pact with Heather. If anything happens to her, I would end my life. 
I did ask Heather, if anything happens, should I end my life? She said,  "No, you should go on living."
Clearly she doesn't subscribe to the same school of cosmological and interdimensioanal logic as I do when it comes to the cogent sakiency of the idea of getting a God granted early reprieve especially when life has proven itself to be an existentially counterproductive energy jangle and especially after I've come up with certain answers which would change the dynamic in terms of my eligibility regarding getting a God granted early reprieve. 
If there is a God, He would be reading this. God, why not give me a quick and painless early reprieve? 


Last night's dream. 
I was in Dawson Creek at night again. I was in the Alaska Cafe and I was asked to wipe down restaurant tables and carved backed chairs. Carved back is a subtle sign of Royalty. What's with all the carving? That's Royalty!!! The King. Le Roi!!! I did to the best of my ability because Heidi the German speaking owner told me that I missed quite a few spots on all the chairs. I was insistent that I didn't miss any spots. There was a slight argument. 
I remembered other employees in the past saying that Heidi is someone who is very particular. 
I was able to leave Dawson Creek quickly without booking a room at a hotel, I noted. It must be because I'm dreaming in the dreamworld and can teleport to Vancouver or Victoria or where ever unlike when I'm in the physical world where the physics are a lot slower. 
The I was at my probation office. Sunny day. There were two female probation officers. I said that I like the Padres and there was a picture of a Catholic Saint on the wall dressed in all white. The whiteness was dreamworld white, whiter than ohyilsical world white. So bright, so clean, so white. 
They asked why I like the Padres. 
I said because the whiteness was so white and of such a purity. As I said this, I noticed that all three of us were weeping slightly. 
Verdict. This dream has to do with me wishing for an early reprieve. 
This is God's answer to me. This is how He answers such questions. 
Heidi angry at me for having missed and for not having wiped down certain areas of the chairs means, your life is incomplete. There is more for you to do. I am angry because you in your mind think that your job is completed to the point of asking, demanding God for a early reprieve. Heidi is kind of like a German mother to me and all mothers are automatically authority figures to their child. There is that authority aspect to every mother. 
And the probation office. Asking for an early reprieve is wrong and I got sent to the detention office just like in high school. Probation is the adult version of that. 
It seems that God is putting me on point and on notice. 
Heidi is quite rich. West Side Shaughnessy Heights rich. It's always good to see a rich person in a dream. 
Going forward, sweeping the grounds of the Courthouse, Gerichtsgebäude Gelände unterstützen, underscores that I still have work to do in this life. 


It never stops. 
I got From Hell for $5 starring Johnny Depp and Heather Graham which is theexact name of my sweetness, the beautiful, the one I'd be willing to give up life for right here on the spot if God gives the green light. 
I am still eager for an early reprieve even after having that dream. The grim vicissitudes of life such as involuntary and unwanted envy are completely unwanted and are painful. 
There is the embedded anagram of the word El in the word hell and that means God. That word El is also contained in aliens and royal. 
Did I sin or go overboard in getting this video? My dream is to save up for a luxury trip to Vancouver. 5 star hotel. The ideal is nice. The reality is I get sharp searing ratcheting spasms of anxiety even when I think of paying $22.75 for a restaurant meal of braised pork belly. To think of $500 or more a night, what, for a five star hotel?! I don't know if it will ever happen. But if that's the rest of my future is dependent on, that's it? Then I am pleading with God to even consider granting me an early reprieve. 


Just about no one in my life is a stabilizing influence. Everyone I know is a destabilizing influence. That's what happens when you live in a backwater town in a backwater country. There are only a couple of stabilizing influences I could think of. Pastor Joel Osteen and the Catholic Priest at the local Cathedral. 
The few female stabilizing influences I could think of are all dead except for Pastor Victoria Osteen. She's married to Joel Osteen but she Ministers to all the public as a Pastor. My words are words of giving up on life whereas the Osteen's words are words of faith and of embracing life. 
I live in a hotel with lots of crazy people some of them have given me an anxiety disorder over the years. More surly unwanted dispensations from the rat bag forces of life. What were the chances of that? 
They are disincentives to going on with living. 


Wednesday, December 24, 2025 


My neighbour went to visit his relatives for a week. 
His actions have disturbed me so much that I am preparing a speech to say when he returns. 
"I didn't miss you. I am hoping that I see you for the last time one day in the way that I hope I'm able to move out of here one day. If you died, I wouldn't be happy about it. But I wouldn't be upset about it either."
Even my landlord said that he didn't care if he died. 
My landlord hates meth heads. 
I'm going to tell my landlord that I wouldn't care if he died either. I wouldn't be happy about it. But I wouldn't be upset about it either. 
I hope I see the guy for the last time one day. 
He looks like a walking cadaver anyways. And has ever since I met him. He's always looked like death slightly warmed over. I'm surprised that he's still alive for as long as he has been. 
I wouldn't be sorry to see him gone. 
The thing is, when he dies, and has a life review, he will know that I wrote this note about him. He will see and read this exact note and know that it's about him. I don't even have to mention his name. He will know. That's the nature of telepathic power in the afterlife. A person can travel decades back into the past or decades ahead into the future and read the exact thoughts in their mind at the time. 
The absolute devil to him anyways. I wouldn't mind seeing him for the last and final time. If he dies, good riddance. I hope though, that I'm able to move out of here long before that happens. 
Sadghuru said that beware, sometimes you don't know that you are seeing someone for the last time. 
The other month, he was in the hallway having some kind of medical emergency. My other neighbor told me about it so I was then, sigh, groan, actually legally obligated, Good Samaritan Act, to wait let the paramedics into the building. 
Why did my other neighbour have to tell me about it? Why did he have to drag me into it? I would have rather have not known about it at all and if he died of a meth related heart attack in the hallway, what do I care? As long as it wasn't me who killed him. 
I wish my other neighbour had gone out that day so I wouldn't have had to know about it. I resent that I was pulled into the whole sordid affair. 
I do remember that while the paramedics were there, the other neighbour and the landlord stood there the entire time as if on point to make sure he was all right. I didn't care. I went back into my room immediately after and didn't bother to check at all. I'm proud of myself for having done it that way. 
If he dies, what do I care? I couldn't care less. 
Also, what could I have done? Stand around in a crowd, eager to help, like a farmers son, but so many others already there on point and working. Speaking. What could I say? Talking would only be a distraction. First responders often send people to their rooms or go back into your house. That's classic with first responders. That's why I went back iknto my room more than anything else. 
One day, if he dies, I'll tell you about it. Ding ding the witch is dead. 
I really hope I see him for the last time one day. And be careful what you wish for. 
The guy is about 75 years old which means he could live another ten  years at least. I hope I'm not stuck living here in this building with him for the next ten years. I'd rather be dead. He always looked rather cadaverous for as long as I've known him. Like death slightly warmed over. What a moribund crepusculent insectoid spiderly denizen of dissolution and moral depravity. A denizens of hell. 
The full story is that he brings the most scuzzy vampiric looking meth wh@res to his room. You might think it's envy that I'm upset but really, the idea is that I am thoughtful, I sweep the grounds of the Courthouse and other areas of the neighbourhood for free. So naturally the in this case God damned forces of life returns this with the most thoughtless energy. The neighbour brings in meth wh@res off the street. Women who in some cases live in a tent, not bathe for a few days and pick scabs off her face and smoke meth all the time. Like that's ever been any kind of priority. To go for something like that is definitely trading one set of worries for another. To have that catalyze with my thoughts. That's why I want to be away from the weird sh*t energy jangle. This is a backwater country and in whatever town you live in, the locals will try to bring you down to their level. I hope that God gives me an early reprieve. 
I won't be sorry if I see him for the last time because I would move somewhere else. But who's to say that the next place won't have more of the same. That's why I really am eager for God to grant me an early reprieve. And the answers that I came up with gives me much much more of a right to ask God directly for an early reprieve. 


I knew another meth head who died of, guess what, a meth overdose. 
He was an angel and I believe he's an angel in heaven. 
He sold me my first kick scooter for $5. He even tried to sell me a primitive racing car handheld video game, just black dot matrix on grey screen. 
I couldn't afford it at the time and the game didn't look too enticing. It was on a white handheld unit. 
He had a mullet but just before he died, he cut his hair to a bowl cut like Frankenstein. 
He had heart surgery for drug use and he said he had a surgical scar but not soon after, he smoked more meth and died. Smoking meth after heart surgery and for meth related causes is like going horseback riding after a vasectomy. Or for a woman, a hysterectomy. Not the best move. 
I saw Jim as a ghost after he died. I immediately recognized the hotel hallway outside his room. The hotel had the light of a Spring morning and the blue colored walls looked like they were newly painted and the floors were newly waxed. 
Jim's room door was open. I went into his room to look for him, sensing he might be there. He was standing in the hallway just outside the open doorway of his room looking in. He was wearing a grey Mexican poncho with the hood on. He used to wear that all the time. Then the hood went off his head without him using his hands revealing a Hollywood hair salon hairstyle mullet. He looked young and very healthy, not f'ed up and strung out on meth as he did just before he died and with that hideous Frankenstein haircut. Then about a couple of seconds later the hoodie went back on his head quickly and without him using his hands to do it. 
He said that he had an appointment to go to the next morning, I'm guessing life review and I actually thought that st the tjme. He asked for a cigarette. I thought I didn't have one, but this is the dreamworld. I looked into the next room which was empty except a freshly made bed right in the center of the room back of the bed against the wall, with all the light grey blankets etc and on top of that bed was an open full pack of cigarettes. 


Christmases are either Christly or else Krampusian. Of Krampus. 
The most awful of Christmases like when you find your pet dead, just dead, on Christmas Eve. Wretched and Satanic. 
Christly: Never return evil for evil. 
Krampusian: Never return good for evil, at any rate, never past a certain point. 
When you are typing a word and then you all of a sudden think of a better word, that could be spirit! 
Defense against the dark arts requires that a person be 1% Krampus Ian and to use this only when necessary and never spuriously knowing that the purpose of evil is that it is an indirect roundabout way to bring about a greater good. Or else it doesn't work. 
For me, just about every Christmas is Krampusian. 
I look forward to the afterlife. My landlord said of Heather the first Christmas after her death,  "Right now, she's having the best Christmas that she's had in twenty five thousand years. Full of health, no longer sick."
My uncle must be having the best Christmas that he's had in thousands of years. 
My uncle was always at the vanguard of trendiness. Any new trendy thing, he had. Now that he's made it to the next and much better phase of life, again, he is at the vanguard of a trend as much as ever. A trend that I would very much like to follow.... 



RIP Gil Gerard. Buck Rogers. Well at least he made it to the 21st Century if not the 25th Century. 


I don't see a good future for myself. I only see disillusionment, disenfranchisement, and desolation. I'd rather skip it altogether. I see a future being single for life and living in sketchy accomodations. Why would I want to even try to attempt something like that? Why not cut out the middleman and have God grant me an early reprieve? God has granted so many millions of people an early reprieve. What's one more? I have just as many of not more disincentives against living than I have incentives for living. 
Remember, the Ghost of Christmas future.... is Krampus. 


I installed an app on Android tablet called Spirit Talker. It is phenomenal. The answers I got were 
- your family
- top
- moody
- Gabriel
- Do the right thing 
- pilot
- windy 
- go to the right 
- anger 
- Hot

*Do the right thing is code for suicide. I've used that phrase for decades. 

The app works with the PT Barmum Effect. However, the Ai knows how to cherry pick the most triggering words. 


The odious neighbour has returned again. Really, the best 1000% solution is if I can as soon as possible move to another better more upscale place with a large room. I don't want to be anywhere around that person. Even if he were to move to another better and richer place, I wouldn't be upset about that. However, if he were to die, I wouldn't be upset about that either. I would just feel neutral. 
Someone at a store I was visiting today mentioned the phrase hemorrhaging money. Worrying about money all the time is tawdry and I'd really rather not worry about it at all which is one of the several reasons why I would very much like God to grant me an early reprieve and God is being unreasonable under the circumstances in not granting me an early reprieve. I feel that I've made an excellent case as to why I should be granted an early reprieve. 


If I have to spend the next ten years next to that decrepit thoughtless miscreant and he BSes all the time too, just like my father did. 
I'm going to have to get a cat. A Buddhist Priest somewhere or even a few of them had orange cats. I would want a female ginger cat. 
A cat. Water dish. Cat food all the time. And a litter box with litter. Treat the cat to some sashimi and grilled fish once in awhile. 
That would be about it except for vet bills which would potentially completely discourage the idea of even getting a cat. Vet bill, $1,000 minimum. Forget it then. 
Another idea is an AI cat and that idea is completely bullsh*t. Hidden tech. No thanks. 
Spyware linked to yet another different techno culty cliquey end users. What were the chances of that? 
You know, I really wouldn't mind an early reprieve. 


Kubrick. Full Metal Jacket. $8. On sale. Scooped it. Wtf. 


Krampus Christmas. 
My neighbour's mother died. Right on Christmas Eve. I reassured him. I said that if his mother could say anything, it would be of course, 
"Don't you worry about a thing. Our friendship is on quite another level now. I don't remember the details. I only remember the love. If you could see me now!" 
The broadband upgrade, I went into that. 
What evil timing! 
I was smoking a cigarette when he knocked. I put the cigarette in the ashtray I guess without fully putting it out. I hadn't planned on talking long. Just after speaking with him, I looked. The cigarette had burned right to the end but the tip at the end was still burning but a few seconds later it would be out. What a sign! 
What a f*ck!ng Krampusian f*ck!ng Christmas! 
You don't get Krampusian Christmases that often but when you do, is it ever a doozy. 


Krampusian X-mas
Sometimes it's Santa's sleigh, 
Sometimes it's Santa slays. 
What, dead on Christmas Eve. That is rather ghastly. Wretched! 



Saturday, December 27, 2025 


The Christmas holidays were like any other day. I worked sweeping the Catholic Church grounds yesterday. 


This dimension, the physics, paint a very surreal and abstract picture that even Picasso couldn't have painted better. 
While men can sire children into their 70s and beyond, women usually stop being able to sire children at age 45. 
Women live to about 85 while men live to about 75. 
After age 50, the dynamic of having relationships or marriage has one reason less. 
When one uses the term, sire children, the question is the ability to generate what, exactly? 
In the case of the male, what is generated is an odious, perfidious, miscreant squirt. In no case can a male ever generate an actual living organism. 
Whereas for about a 25 year window in their lives, all women can generate an actual infant being. 
In that way, the male physiology is like a VCR compared t the complexity of female physiology which is like a UHD 4K Blu Ray player in terms of reproductive based viscera. 


I have given up drawing and illustration and animated cartoons because I believe that I am in the wrong country, wrong town. 
A good town for an artist is where the artist is thriving. A sh*t town for an artist is where an artist is merely surviving. 
There are involuntary geographical and demographic reasons. 40 million population in such a large country where all other countries more of less the size of Canada have way more population. Slim pickins. Backwater that thinks its the center of the Universe. 
A sterilized Western sh*thole. 
Thailand is one third the size of BC but has twice the population of Canada. 
Too bad it wasn't really easy to travel and move to other countries and live in places. 
A system where a person can hop on any plane or boat for free, move to another country, stay as long as you want with no visa restrictions or overstay penalties at all, and where housing is well, rent free. 
No, what we get is this dimension with all its weird money set up's and always worrying about money, and passports and visa over stays and to top it off, we can't teleport. 
In the afterlife, a person can teleport to any place for free and stay for as long as they want because there isn't even linear time anymore there. 
Being an artist and just surviving is a waste of time. All talents dropped in life can be picked up again and resumed with vigour in the afterlife and under a much better setting and set of physics. 
It is better to be an artist in England or the United States than it is in Canada. 
Test the waters which is what I did. Be an artist for awhile and see. Are you thriving? Or just surviving? Life gives you signs. If you are just surving, you are in the wrong town, wrong country because often problems show up not because of who you are but because of where you are. Right person, wrong place. Things about you that are such an issue here are irrelevant in another better more developed and better managed country. 
The right country like China will push you up to their level in upward collective social momentum. A rising tide lifts all ships. The wrong backwater country will pull you down to their level in downward collective social momentum. 
"Some are born with greatness, some achieve greatness, while others have greatness thrust upon them." Shakespeare 
China because of its prolific population has reached a certain socio-economic critical mass. Sparsely populated countries with a paucity of population is not able to reach that certain socio-economic critical mass, quite the opposite, it has a socio-economic gravitas and not in a good way. These places will try to pull you down to their level. It would be a mistake to move to Canada rather than to Chongqing or to Shenzhen. A person from Chongqing or Shenzhen would have to be completely brain-dead retarded to move to Canada or to The United States. 
My advice to people living in China. Whatever you do, don't move to Canada. Don't even think about it. You would only be wasting your time and energy. 
Again, better to be an artist in the United States and England of which a corollary of is that Canada has all these ERs in hospitals in all these towns shutting down for a few days in a row. That doesn't happen in the US, the UK, China or Thailand. Why is Canada so retarded? The Canatardian Health Care System. 
Doctors don't do backwater or sh*tholes. Any rational normal thinking doctor would think why fsrt around in booneys backwater Canada when I can be a doctor in the United States or China which pays more and has way way better, more futuristic and more rock star infradtructure? Compared to the US and China, Canada is a doddering wreck as far as how their health care is, comparatively. The US and China have way better weather as the US and China have subtropical zones. Something that Canada definitely does not. Canada's weather is dogsh*t for most of the year. 
The United States weather is mild and reasonable, enviable. The weather in Canada is dogsh*t for most of Canada and for most of the year, unenviable. Would a doctor say that good weather is better for your health or bad weather? What doctor wouldn't go to the place where they would prescribe their patients to go to for better health in order to set an example? Hippocrates, father of medicine prescribed his patients to go to places with better weather to improve their health. 
We all know about the American Dream. But what's the Canadian Dream? A winter where the snowdrifts are knee high rather than waist high. 
The US, better weather, higher pay. Canada, worse weather, lower pay. If you were an in demand doctor, where would you opt to set up your practice? Ha, tough call! 
I wouldn't blame any doctor for not wanting to practice medicine in Canada. 
The US has Bethesda, Cedar Sinai, John Hopkins University, Harvard Medical. 
England has the prestigious Cambridge and Oxford medical schools. 
Canada doesn't have anything on quite that level, on an empirical and objective level. And not on some National, backwater that thinks it's the center of the Universe and believes its own locally generated press level. 
Canadian students study medicine in Canada to work in the States. No doctors in the States study medicine in the States to work in Canada or else it happens a lot less often. 
It is better to be rich in the States. It is better to be poor in Canada. 
Doctors are all about getting rich. What doctor wouldn't rather be rich in a country that is total rockstar than in a country that's basically half dead? 


Toxic masculinity. Me too movement. Cancel culture. 
Cancel culture is really about resentment culture. It's about ableism VS disableism. 
Its about putting the cart before the horse. 
Men outperform women physically. PSIs, sports performance stats. 
Men are more logical and technical. Men invented airplanes, television etc etc 
Meanwhile women are well known for attempting suicide more often than men and failing at it more often than men which indicates a more emotional centered and less logic centered mind. And also indicates a much less technologically minded temperment. 
What about your mother, don't you respect your mother? 
"To have never been born may be the greatest boon of all."  Sophocles
My life has been an existentially extraneous ordeal. I would have just as soon preferred to have gone without it. My life has been a bullsh*t set up, crooked table slanted against me. Wrong family, wrong people, wrong country, wrong town. 
And this is thanks to my mother. I wish that she had aborted me over 50 years ago. Now I have to hope, just hope that God can grant me an early reprieve which is another kind of abortion. That's a long time to wait between abortions. 
My mother didn't abort me and my life hasn't been the same ever since. My mother really ruined my existence when she decided not to abort me. That's what I think of my mother. She gave me birth. So what? I would have said to her,  "Don't put yourself out on my account. Don't do me any f*cking favours."
I would bet money against myself ever finding love ever again. Wouldn't you? Why not set up a betting pool based on this and get rich?  If God gives me an early reprieve, you won't have to wait long to collect. 
The pernicious setting of the physics of this dimension leads to extraneous energy jangles from being wrapped up in extraneous setting of physics based memes and iterations. 
The physical interaction of the human species VS the spiritual iteration of the human species. This isn't saying much because the spirit iteration of the snarky person is more snarkier than the physical iteration but at least in that other dimension, a person doesn't have to worry about physical death hanging over their head like the sword of Damocles, no worries about food, or money, or temperature extremes. 


Winter Fury VR. $6 on sale from $13. World War 2 ground combat. Great graphics. 
I also got Everslaught Invasion $1 on sale from $11. 


At age 55, there's no way I can make it past age 75 which means I have less than 20 years to go. For sure. That's a short time but also a long time. A long time to suffer the indignities of life. I fear the future when it comes to this dimension. 
God is in my life and I think he likes me. I see 111 and angel signs every day, 365. Royalty signs. Every day. I really ought not to worry at all. 
I would like to quit life because there are a lot of things in life I never want to experience ever again, such as anxiety & cortisol. 


I decided today that I am going to stay alive as my duty to the King of England and to the Crown. That's what the movie Churchill said. Stay alive for the sake of the Crown and the Nation. 
I said to Heather today,  "Heather, I would be willing to die for you."
Heather would say,  "I want you to stay alive, for me." 
I will see her again after a certain energy jangle aka the rest of my life, whenever that is, dissipates. 



Sunday, December 28, 2025 


I have been getting a lot of answers. 
On Tarot VR, the Empress said,  "Don't pay attentions to the delusions and fantasies you painted in your mind. Ground yourself in the practical."


The Priest at the Presbyterian Church, Will, is a good preacher. 
Today he said that in the 80s, he attended an Alvin Toffler future Schock conference. 
A lot of experts were there including another Priest. They all wrote down their predictions of the future and were given copies of these predictions afterwards. The Priest wrote,  "How would I know the future? The future is in the hands of God."
Years later, going over the notes, the Priest was the only one who was right. 
God owns the future. 


I've been getting good signs and the future could be better than I expect. 
At the Church today as well, the programme pamphlet said it is better to not give in to dark thought, fear, and your expectation of life. 
That pretty much sums it up for me. 


The housing crisis isn't universal. If a person was rich like Elon Musk or rich like the Catholic Church, effectively, for them, there is no housing crisis. 



The World seems kinder now than it was a few months ago. Or else the downtown area of my town does. 
I felt calmed and uplifted at Church today rather than feeling anxiety today. 
Someone at Church said that my grasp of the German accent is not ready for prime time. I asked if I went to Germany, if I could be understood. He said not quite yet. German has a lot of guttural glottoral stops. Staccato notes. Oh well. I'll have to work on it. 
Learning any other language is taking a step backwards. English is the international  language of aviation, science, finance. 


My addiction is out of control. 
I got Edge of Tomorrow for $7 plus tax. On sale from $15 plus tax. 
I had my eye on that movie for months. Seeing that movie in medium definition on the free movie channels isn't enough. I need to see this spectacular gem in HD. 
I'm not getting any movies ever again. I have to save money. Since it's on credit, I really have about a year to pay for it, but I'll try to get out of debt as soon as possible. 
Emily Blunt. Emily Carr. Emily. 
The Trailer shows Buckingham Palace. At that, I had to get it. Really. 
I'm sure the gods of pecuniary spendthrift and practical prudence would allow me this one this time. 
A rich person wouldn't sweat getting a premium champagne grade spectacular movie for $7. I'm not rich. However, I don't feel regret for spending $7 on food. The other day though, I got a bag of fried pork rinds from a country that isn't Canada for $6 plus tax. I forgot. I have no upper teeth however, I can handle it with dentures, for the most part. 
Edge of Tomorrow has to do with the algorithm of time in the afterlife dynamic. Under such a time dynamic, time travel is time experienced fully on an objective as much as on a subjective level, linear time is partially suspended and all things are happening simultaneously. Time travel happens routinely and often in the world of Edge of Tomorrow. That kind of thing is what I'm interested in. 
Time experienced on a subjective level: Time, as it presents itself to you, is linear. 
Time experienced on an objective leve: Time, as it presents itself to itself is time travel. 



I have a feeling that I will find a girlfriend again one day. However, I have pledged myself to love Heather for all eternity. Heather is pure sweetness. 
"We're already married. All we re missing is just the priest and ceremony to prove it." Felicity Jones, Train Dreams, 
Me and Beebs are already married. Since I didn't marry her in this life, I will have to marry her in the afterlife. 


I will work sweeping the grounds of the Courthouse indefinitely. The only thing that will stop me from wanting do that is if something much better happens for me. A little bit better wouldn't be enough to do it. Otherwise it's something I want to do. It connects me to the world of Moonlighting and LA Law which were two legal dramas of the 80s. Moonlighting was about a couple who were both lawyers. Driving a white four door 600 series BMW from the early 80s. 
Better things that would have to happen for me 
- get a massive windfall. Then I'm traveling to Vancouver and Sidney BC. Stay in nice hotels with my VR goggles which would kinda cancel out the five star hotel experience. With VR goggles, go cheap and stay in four star hotels. 
- find a girlfriend whom I'm really compatible with. No, I'm going to opt to be with someone that I'm completely incompatible with... No, of course it has to be someone I'm compatible with. 


The Priest at Church today. Guess the future. Future Shock conference style. 
If it were me, I'd guess my future is, die at around age 74 at most, stay in this rooming house single room occupancy SRO for life and be single for life. This is why I fear the future. This is why I'm terrified of the future, actually. 
Fear fear fear fear. 


Monday, December 29, 2025 


The crazy old next door neighbour meth head is just as thoughtless as ever. He goes to his family's for a few days. So he leaves his television on and somewhat loud. He is a total Polack. 
It sounds like I'm in a multiplex movie theatre. 
Leave the television on, so if someone, who, who, walks up to his door and was planning to steal something, they hear the television and think, he's home, guess I won't do it. Is that his weird Polack logic? He's the one who would go to the washroom even for five minutes and lock his room every time. Meanwhile he invites meth head girls to his room.
Would even give them keys to his room. These are the same kind of people who would leave all kinds of garbage on the street. I am a street janitor and see first hand the levels of thoughtlessness of these people who honestly to God call themselves Canadian. The same people who years later will claim that they helped build this country. 
I saw him a few days ago. He looked worse than I thought. I was mildly shocked. He looked weathered and haggard. There were very loose folds under his eyes, where eyebags would be. He had a large black bruise under one of his eyes a few weeks ago. I wondered what happened. Black colored things are often a death omen. 
The television on means that he is still alive. When I don't hear it any more, it must mean that he's dead. Television on when he's there, television on when he's not there. Whats the difference? Except he turns the volume up a little when he's not there. What a Norman. What a mindless and intellectually nebulous Polack. 
I wouldn't be happy to see him gone. But I don't imagine that I'd be too upset. 
He is a rather thoughtless person. Feeding mice and birds. Inviting mice from all other parts of the building to his room and some of the mice run to my room. The birds leave a urine smell. Bringing meth head wh@res to his room, the atmosphere thick with delinquency and dissolution. And leaving the television on loud like it was like keeping the lights on to dissuade would be thieves. What a God damned thoughtless Polack. Yeah, right. As if there are any thoughtful ones. All of them narcissists. Narcissistic down to the last man and to the last day. 
"The narcissism on this chick. Untreatable." Brad Pitt, Bullet Train 
There is an old rock song about someone leaving the lights on, but one day the lights won't be on because they're gone but they still love you. Last Song, Edward Behr
And Edward Behr was also pretty good as the Governor of Hong Kong during the 70s. 


For a couple of years there, I was using these f*cking bass sounding Bose speakers. But that neighbour never complained. I recently downgraded to less bass sounding Harmon Kardon speakers. This is the speaker brand that BMW uses. 


I'll visit a few Churches regularly, but on an objective and empirical level. Catholicism is the destination to where people seem to vote with their feet. Catholicism is the better platform. 
Catholicism originated in a region that is geographically closer to where Jesus actually lived. Protestantism originated in regions a lot farther away from where Jesus lived. 
Of course most people who today live in the actual area where Jesus lived aren't Christian and there is some kind of perpetual religious war going on there. 
This is what is supposed to pass as religion in this World. 
Try explaining that to an advanced extra terrestrial race that such is what passes for religion on this retarded planet where science doesn't believe in God or Jesus and religion believes in Adam and Eve to the point where people who have University degrees believe in Adam and Eve and not evolution and that the World is ten thousand years old despite carbon dating and empirical evidence to the contrary. 
The human species is a failed experiment. Species last for about ten million years. One day the human species will be gone and the Earth will definitely not be sorry to see the human species gone especially a whole lot of animal species will breathe a sigh of relief when humans are gone from the Earth. I mean, what can you say? What a f*cking Polack! 

I realize that the above write up says more about me than it ever says about my neighbour. Could it be that I am petty or spiteful? 


On Sunday, the Priest said a couple of things. 
1. "He said it so often that it was starting to sound cheap."
2. "He brought all his marbles to the table, even though he didn't have all his marbles."
On the first, I thought he was referring to me always writing about the setting of the physics of this dimension and time travel is time experienced on an objective level. My school of thought was from the Last Emperor.  "If you don't say what you mean, you will never mean what you say."
And how does he know I have a blog? One in twenty five people run a blog, or have a YouTube channel, or a website. Just walking down the street, could you pick these people out? 
On the second, it was a veiled reference to,  The person brought all the work on Earth he ever did to the table when he was asking God for an early reprieve even though he hadn't done all his work on Earth. 
And in either case, it's projection. 
Saying things so repetitively they start to sound cheap.  What, like Christian dogma which revolves around narrow circumvented and regimented structures and doesn't go outside of a certain intellectual range. All religions are like that. 
And as for bringing all the marbles to the table, fundamentalist Christians are out to lunch. The world was created ten thousand years ago. Dinosaurs never mentioned in the Bible. It's Adam and Eve rather than Lucy the Ape. 
The Priest is an interim Priest and he has a bit of a salacious maverick character unlike any Priest I've ever seen before or likely will see ever again. 
- A few Sundays ago, he mentioned a party where there were all kinds of prostitutes and hookers attending. A women with two children walked out of the Church at that point. 
- The other week, he mentioned W Somerset Maugham. W Somerset is queer. Just like William S Burroughs. 
- Yesterday he mentioned that he and his family were once, dragged to Chinatown. That was probably a reference to my Halloween costume I wore this year. 
He might not know about that, referring to my Halloween costume. Coincidences work in mysterious vectors. I wonder how many times I mentioned this person or that person or this place or that place in passing, and someone reading it would say,  "Hey, I just talked to that person yesterday or I was at that place just yesterday. It must be a reference to me!"
No, it isn't. 
The Priest knows about my fear of the future because it is something that I mention often in Church. Indeed, no one wins under the physics of this dimension. 
"All paths of glory lead but to the grave."  Thomas Gray 


My psychic advisor on Tarot VR told me to take a few days off any kind of work. 


Tuesday, December 30, 2025 


Regarding me questioning whether Canada with a 40M pop has enough of a population to attain a certain critical mass in terms of GDP and GNP comparable to the USA with a 400M pop, let alone comparable to China with a 1.4B pop, Squire Barnes on Global News said,  "It's not the size of the dog in the fight. It's the size of the fight in the dog."


I checked out a VR zombie app. I won't get it. The VR app is a morass of motion sickness. After watching the trailer I was forced to wonder when the employee at the IMAX theatre was right when they said, " If you experience motion sickness, just close your eyes and the feeling should soon pass." 
I closed my eyes for 20 minutes before the feeling fully went away. 
Arizona Sunshine Remake is a desert island app. If a person was stuck on a desert island with VR goggles and only ten VR apps, ASR would be one of them along with 
- Golf Plus
- Dawn of Jets 
- Walkabout Mini Golf
- Warplanes WW1
- World Flight 
- Real VR Fishing 
- Puzzling Places 
- Warplanes WW2
- Pinball FX VR
- Gun Club 
Well, what the heck, my list comes to 11 rather than 10.
Most VR apps are not bad. A few are downright toxic and an@l. 
I'm on a budget for reasons that seems illogical. Save up to go on a five star hotel vacation in Vancouver. Penny wise, pound foolish. And would I be bringing my VR goggles along or what? At the time when I'm able to afford this, it would probably be two generations or next model iterations of VR goggles rather than the ones I have now. A fantastic idea is to go on a luxury mission to Vancouver to get the next model iteration of VR goggles which would be the most ultimate Vancouver souvenir of them all. 
Why? Because the Vancouver airport is known as YVR. Getting new virtual reality goggles in Vancouver would be putting the VR back into YVR. 
And on the way home from Vancouver, use the VR goggles while riding on BC Ferries. Since most people riding on BC Ferries is suburban middle class landed gentry, and I'm in the welfare class, no one would see the VR goggles as an extravagant item. Hopefully no one will try to swipe them which is what I'd be worried about. 
Install a VR airplane app and amaze the other passengers as I use my MacGyvered VR airplane sidestick using a flashlight and a paper straw cut to length reinforced with three chopsticks also cut to length taped around the paper straw segment. 
I'm flying an airplane in virtual reality. 
Yesterday, I was able to fly a helicopter in virtual reality from downtown Victoria to the Victoria National Airport. 
And what amazed me, I was able to successfully land the helicopter which reminds me of the dream I had of me landing in a helicopter at Kingsgate Mall. Looking out the window, I saw the helicopter spun a complete 360 degrees just before landing. And also in the dream, I observed that the floor of the helicopter slopes at more extreme angles than any passenger airplane normally does. 
I never rode in a helicopter in real life so I guess dreams teach. 


Does the dimension determine the setting of the physics or do the settings of the physics determine a dimension? 
Just as linear time without time travel has no definition and time travel without linear time has no structure, 
The setting of the physics without an all encompassing dimension has no definition
And a dimension without the setting of the physics has no structure. 


Lovesick VR $1 on sale from $20. Quite the markdown. I've never seen anything like it in the big box store retail world. $1. What the heck. 
A bassist lives in a rock and roll world, abstract and surreal. Puzzles. Story. $1. Why not? 


In two days, meta quest Horizons plus releases about 6 free VR games. Two are the main feature titles and the rest are the B movies in the double feature multiplex cineplex matinee world of Horizons plus. I hope there is a desert island app. Meta Horizons plus released Walkabout Mini Golf, Real VR Fishing and Golf Plus and those are desert Island apps. World of Warplanes WW1 Was also released but I had already purchased it at the time. 


Tomorrow is New Years Eve. Every year brings new surprises never imagined and good ones too. Surprises of this year include MacGyvering a sidestick for VR airplane apps. Flying a helicopter from Victoria BC to Sidney BC and landing it successfully and that was yesterday. 
Flyng a helicopter, the sidestick in front acts as the yaw, side to side and it does do pitch, up and down, a little bit. The stick on the side that is pulled up or pushed down controls the pitch. 
Helicopters work based on momentum. Use the stick on the side to tilt it forward to pick up some draft with the top side propeller to increase speed. The tilt the stick back a little to correct the trim while using the momentum to push the helicopter forward then repeat that move again and again. That should propel the helicopter to where you want to go. 
To land the helicopter, gradually decrease throttle and push down, lowering the stick to the side while also monitoring yaw with the sidestick in front. 
Helicopters are 100% VTOL vertical take off and lift. Not many airplanes have this. A few military jets have that. 


I got Close Encounters of the Third Kind. On sale for $7. This is a movie that is a life time  favorite. $7. On the way to ruin. 
It isn't a frivolous purchase. I turned down Taxi Driver for $7. I just couldn't afford it. I can see Taxi Driver for free on other websites. 
I once bought a 4K UHD blu ray of Taxi Driver. I don't know if I can afford another $7. 
I get GST on Friday. So I could afford it. My addiction has gotten out of control. This reminds me of Bleeding Gums Murphy's addiction to Faberge Eggs. 
I'm going to look out the window like looking at tea leaves. Should I get it or not? 
I did see a new model taxi with all its lights on. A taxi usually doesn't have all the lights on. Oh why not? 
I got it with a further 65 cent discount from Google Play rewards. 
I've sinned. Again. 
Not saving money is sinning. 
Money must be saved for a five star hotel experience in Vancouver. Three nights. A five star hotel is about $500 a night for a cheap room. 
That's $1500 plus food and movies and souvenirs. That would be another $500. How much is food and movies for three days? I could stay at a cheaper place like the YWCA hotel or The Sandman Inn for less. 


Wednesday, December 31, 2025 


I don't have any New Years Resolutions. Fear of the Future is one of my resolutions. I mean fear of the future has ruined any thought of having any resolutions for the New Year. I resolve to get another year older. 


I'm really worried about my neighbour. Intensely. Here's why. 
Before, he was sober and kept to himself. In the last few months, he reinvented himself into bringing meth hookers to his room, even with him smoking that Crap himself. 
In the movie Edge of Tomorrow, when the oracle gets a hold of Tom Cruise, he will start seeing visions. This doesn't happen immediately but some weeks into the process. Tom Cruise had at one point, reached the stage where he was seeing the citadel, the oracle in his dreams and even in his waking moments. 
Edge of Tomorrow is a go from point A to point B, either retrieve item or destroy item and then return to point A again kind of story. It's basically Star Wars A New Hope or else Lord of the Rings. 
A person's personal broadband will increase. To others in the 5G world, he presents himself as a 5G entity. To himself, he presents to himself as a 15G entity and with the broadband ever growing. A person will see visions of dead relatives and friends and even visions of the pristine and unimaginably mind blowing gardens and Vistas of the afterlife. The descriptions of these places defy words as there is no vocabulary yet invented to adequately describe it. People who have these visions can have them up to a year before dying. Talking to others about this would really seem like a crazy and far fetched idea. The person doesn't talk but usually acts a lot differently involving an increase of energy. Rallying. 
I wonder if my neighbour has started seeing visions. 


MLA Claire Rattree used to be a drug addict living homeless on the streets of the downtown eastside. 
That's inspirational! That's the miracle story of the century. 
She does have a very heroic look. She looks like a strong and inspirational person. 
What stops a lot of people from becoming a politician, is that they can't place what political stripe they're on. 
Right of center, Center, or Left of Center. 
A lot of people such as myself would say,   "There are aspects of my life that are Left of Center. I like being on welfare and smoking pot all the time. And there are aspects of my life that are Right of Center, I am into military VR apps, such as Arizona Sunshine Remake, Dawn of Jets, Warplanes WW1 and WW2, Gun Club VR, and I'm into exercise and work. Lord of Discipline." 
As for what aspects of my life are Center, I'm not really at all sure about that. 


I don't have any resolutions for the new year. I only have fear and trepidation for the new year. 
Fear of the future. Why not? 


I won't be able to afford the Royal Portrush Golf course for $23 with tax until welfare cheque day. It will be my welfare day gift to myself. This golf course has the small flat  hills with the hole on top. These are known as tortoise shells. 


Vancouver has no New Years fireworks. And Vancouver is one of the most expensive places to live in Canada. For that? 
Downward collective social momentum. Backwater town. Critical mass not achieved. Failure to achieve lift off. Downward spiral. Pay more and more for less and less. 
And tow the local backwater line of loco local localism. 
The problem is an all or nothing approach. Instead, The City can issue a statement:
How about we bang out about a couple of dozen fireworks? It won't be the Lollapalooza of fireworks but it's either that or zero fireworks at all and stay home and watch Netflix. 
Other towns in Canada are able to get it together when it comes to fireworks. Vancouver has always had this weird energy. Heck, living in any town anywhere, even life itself has always had this weird energy. 


Sunset has set on Sunrise Foods in downtown eastside Vancouver. I'm surprised they stayed as long as they did. I hope the owners move to a rock star place that's years ahead in the future in terms of infrastructure such as any of the cities in China. 
I'm glad they got out of that neighbourhood. They deserve much better. 
That neighborhood has kind of always had this having just recently experience a nuclear war optics. And Canada claims to be a first world country. That's first world?! 
Check out the State of the art futuristic shopping malls in Asia. That's third world?! 


Canada has lots of potential. Lots of room to grow. When you're at the bottom, the only place to go is up. If the population doubles every 35 years, 
In 35 years, while the US will have a population of 800 million and China will have a population of 2.7 billion, Canada will have a snug population of 80 million well within their means. 
England is a country on a small island with a population of 60 million. That means 120 million in 35 years. On that small island? 
I've flown airplanes in VR. On World Flight VR, I flew out of Heathrow airport and looked down at the scenery. England is a large island. Even flying a plane going at 250 knots which is 287 miles an hour, as 100 knots = 115  miles, there are lots of vast empty fields, mostly farms, forests etc and it takes at least an hour to fly the short width wise distance across England and then on over the Atlantic Ocean to North America. 
The plane has an onboard screen with map and radar. Radar is the actual photographic rendering of the scenery below. 


I flew around Victoria BC. To the East of Victoria are two islands. A larger island and then a smaller island. Both of these islands have airstrips. The larger island has a more major airstrip. The smaller island has a smaller airstrip. 
I flew over Saltspring Island. In a military jet. I flew out of the Sidney BC airport and set it to 2 am. 
Saltspring Island has a single major arterial highway that winds through the entire island that reminds me of an epic highway in European countries. That highway has a Lord of the Rings look to it. There are a few houses there. 
Tip. YouTube videos show that on Saltspring Island, if you were to go there and work at a grocery store and other places, accommodation is provided. Employees working at the grocery store stay in a row of portable meth labs refitted for housing or is it usually the other way around, aka detached trailers just behind the grocery store, each trailer a cozy place to live. 
Does it have enough space to swing a VR golf club without hitting any furniture? Hell, no. We're not talking about the Megalothalon Pantages of Hadrosaur here, we're talking about a small space with its own enclosed micro kitchen and micro washroom and hopefully the trailer also has a double wide deep fryer because that would be the Canadian Dream. 
Ironically, the video disclosed that a lot of people living in those trailers want to get off the island and wish they had enough to live in Victoria. 
There is barely any infrastructure on Saltspring island. But lots of peace and quiet and heavenly vibes similar to those experienced in Sidney BC. 
Salt Spring Island has a couple of airstrips for landing an airplane but none of the airstrips on SSI are as big as the one on the larger island just to the East of Sidney BC. 
I think the large airstrip is military. Hard core. 
In real life, an East Coast Indian man, a former pilot flew a Cessna from Victoria to Vancouver. When he landed in Vancouver, he got busted and charged with terrorism. 
That turned out to be an omen of me getting World Flight VR.