Blogical Thought

On 04/21/2012 09:01 AM, Kailasa wrote:
> Sean Brown (Shoonya) commented on Kailasa Institute’s group
> “Co-Creation Team” on Kailasa

DEAR KITTY:

I WAS VERY PLEASED TO SEE THIS REPLY
FROM SEAN!

OF COURSE HE IS POSTING FROM A
“DO NOT REPLY” ADDRESS, BUT I
THOUGHT I COULD AT LEAST POST
TO THE CO-CREATION SITE.  WRONG AGAIN!
MY REPLY WAS 11K, BUT ALL POSTS ARE
LIMITED TO 4K!  YOU SERIOUSLY DO
*NOT* WANT PEOPLE TO WRITE TO YOU!

NEVERTHELESS, I AM STILL TRYING TO
SNEAK IT TO YOU BY EMAIL!

IT’S REALLY *QUITE FRUSTRATING*
TO TRY TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOU!

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DEAR SEAN:

THANKS MUCH FOR THE REPLY!
THAT EXPLAINS QUITE A BIT!
I NOTICE THAT YOU ARE STILL
WRITING FROM A “DO NOT REPLY”
EMAIL ADDRESS, SO YOU ARE
STILL HIGHLY INACCESSIBLE.

FINALLY, I UNDERSTAND THAT
YOU DON’T HAVE ANY PROPERTY
AT ALL YET, BUT YOU’D REALLY
LIKE TO BUY SOME ASAP!

YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT
YOU’D LIKE TO BUY!

THAT’S GOOD!

I LIKE YOUR PLANS!

I HOPE YOU ARE SUCCESSFUL QUITE SOON!

I SURELY CAN’T BUY ANYTHING,
BUT I WOULD LIKE TO CONTRIBUTE!

COMMENTS WITHIN.

KP

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> ———— Many people move to the coast but do not live in the
> ocean nor anywhere near the beach, and yet the appreciate having it
> 20 minutes away. Most people who participate and visit us will not
> reside on the property. Kailasa is much like a spiritual university
> where some of the staff will be Elders who may stay for a decade
> while  many others
> will be with us for a year or two and then move on to work with our
> colonies or one of the communities we help to revitalize.

OKAY!  I’D QUITE LIKE TO BE THERE!  I’D VERY MUCH
LIKE TO LIVE FOR A DECADE, OR EVEN LONGER!

> Initially, we will have 2-3 dozen living on the property at first
> with a revolving team of 50-100 visitors. Our system was designed to
> attract the best-of-the-best and has made it so we can be very
> selective with the composition of the initial team.

I HAVE A LOT TO TEACH!
KAILASA.NING.COM SEEMS
LIKE THE BEST VENUE FOR IT,
IF IT EVER GOES OPERATIONAL!

SINCE STEVEN RADO DIED RECENTLY, I AM
PROBABLY THE FOREMOST LIVING EXPERT ON
PHYSICS.  I DON’T KNOW 1/1,000TH OF WHAT
STEVEN DID, BUT I AM A QUICK STUDY AND
EDITED HIS LAST BOOK: AETHRO-DYNAMICS.
I ALSO WROTE KP2012FEB27: THE DEATH OF PHYSICS!
WHICH IS AT: net-prophet.net/blog/?p=3431
YOU CAN FIND STEVEN’S BOOK AT:

http://tinyurl.com/36zlw2k

EDUCATION AT KAILASA SHOULD ABSOLUTLELY
INCLUDE THE LATEST UNDERSTANDING OF PHYSICS!
EVEN A HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT CAN GRASP IT!
THEN HE’LL KNOW MUCH MORE THAN A PHYSICS PHD!

MY OWN PERSONAL FIELD IS THE RATIONAL, SCIENTIFIC,
WESTERN STUDY OF AWARENESS ITSELF.  I HAVE LAID
OUT THE UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUS PLOT, WHICH SUMMARIZES
THE OVERALL STUDY OF CONSCIOUSNESS, BASED ON THE
TONE SCALE OF SCIENTOLOGY.  TO CLARIFY, L. RON HUBBARD
WAS A SHAMELESS CHARLATAN AND CON ARTIST.  EVERYTHING
IN SCIENTOLOGY SINCE ABOUT 1960 IS A DELIBERATE FRAUD.
HOWEVER, THE FREE MATERIAL FROM THE 1950′S IS PRICELESS!

I HAVE ALSO DEVELOPED
THE UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUS PRACTICE, WHICH MANY PEOPLE
HAVE USED TO DIRECTLY RAISE THEIR OWN AWARENESS:
WE HAVE OVER A DOZEN PEOPLE WHO HAVE GOTTEN OVER
HALF WAY TO ENLIGHTENMENT.

SEE NET-PROPHET.NET/UCP
AND ALSO FACEBOOK.COM:
UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUS PRACTICE

I FIND YOUR OWN BIO VERY INTERESTING: YOU REFERENCE
NISARGADATTA!  MY STUDENT NEAL RAISED HIS AWARENESS
WITH UCP TO ABOUT TONE FIVE, AND THEN ABANDONED UCP
FOR THE STUDY OF NISARGADATTA.  TWO OR THREE YEARS
LATER HE ANNOUNCED THAT HE HAD ACHIEVED TOTAL
ENLIGHTENMENT.

EVEN MORE INTERESTING TO ME WAS MY STUDENT CAPTAIN FRANK,
WHO BROUGHT HIS OWN AWARENESS UP FROM MINUS TEN OR LOWER
WITH UCP.  HE BLEW RIGHT PAST ME, AT AROUND TONE 5,
AND HIT, 10, 15 AND EVEN 20+!  EVENTUALLY, HE LOST
ALL INTEREST IN THE PAST AND FUTURE, SO FOCUSED WAS HE ON
THE *NOW*!  THAT ENDED HIS UCP CAREER, AND HE EMBARKED
ON THE STUDY OF NISARGADATTA!  HE WAS LISTENING TO A
SAILOR BOB TAPE, WHEN TOTAL ENLIGHTMENT OVERTOOK HIM!

I SUSPECT HE WAS RATHER CLOSE ALREADY!

I SEEM TO HAVE STUMBLED ON SOMETHING QUITE
REMARKABLE IN THE HISTORY OF CONSCIOUSNESS!

KAILASA COULD BE THE PLACE FOR ME!

I HAVE SOME OTHER DISCOVERIES, INCLUDING
THE DEFINITIVE PROOF OF MENTAL TELEPATHY,
WHICH I HOPE TO RELEASE SOON.  I KNOW
OTHER TELEPATHS, BUT SO FAR THEY HAVE NOT
ACQUIRED OBJECTIVE PROOF; THEY JUST KNOW
WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM AND THEIR COUNTERPARTS!

I HAVE A VERY SMALL GROUP OF WORLD CLASS
FRIENDS, MOST OF WHOM ARE PRETTY OLD, WHO
I’D SURELY WANT FOR TEACHERS IF I WAS GROWING
UP!  I FIGURE THEY WOULD BE A *HUGE* ASSET
TO KAILASA!  GET YOUR BIDS IN QUICKLY!

I APPEAR TO BE DYING: THE DOCTORS SEEMED
TO THINK I WOULD BE DEAD LAST YEAR, ALTHOUGH
I HAVE MESSED UP THEIR EXPECTATIONS SO FAR!
KAILASA SEEMS TO BE A LIKELY VENUE FOR
ME TO SPEND MY LAST DAYS IN: I’D REALLY
LIKE TO GO OUT BEING USEFUL!

> As there are literally hundreds who want to be involved from the
> beginning, there are many who want to participate that won’t be able
> to live on the property. Our Keeper program, which is the Kailasa
> Energetic Exchange Program,  will make
> it very easy for us to work with those who live in Redding and want
> to get involved. Much like a Time Bank, people can work on or off the
> property, logging their time with Human Resources. For every 8 hours
> they work, they are able to be a Guest of Kailasa. Like a Spiritual
> Club Med,

SOUNDS LIKE ANAL RETENTIVE NICKEL AND DIMING
BY A PERSON WHO IS UNCLEAR ON THE CONCEPT TO ME!
GIVE ME AND MY FRIENDS AN OPPORTUNITY TO CONTRIBUTE,
AND STAY OUT OF THEIR WAY!  YOU MIGHT BE ASTOUNDED!

FOR INSTANCE, ONE OF MY FRIENDS IS A FORMER DOCTOR
WHO WORKS WITH DR. MERCOLA AND DR. TENPENNY.  SHE
KNOWS *EVERYTHING* DR. TENPENNY DOES!  WHAT WOULD
SHE BE WORTH TO YOU?  SHE’D COME AND STAY WITH ME
FOR FREE!  GIVE HER A CHANCE TO TEACH DOCTORS!
THAT’S WHAT SHE USED TO DO!
TEN OUT OF TEN OF HER STUDENTS IN JUST ONE CLASS
GOT *PERFECT* SCORES ON THEIR MEDICAL FINAL EXAMS!

I DISCOVERED DR. TENPENNY FROM A MEDICAL
JOURNALISM ARTICLE ON HER.  IT DISCUSSED FIVE
OR TEN REVOLUTIONARY BREAKTHROUGHS SHE HAS
MADE, WHICH NOT ONE IN A THOUSAND DOCTORS IS
CURRENT ON. I WAS QUITE FAMILIAR WITH ALL OF
THEM, JUST FROM HANGING OUT WITH SHARON,
AND I’M NOT EVEN A DOCTOR!

I TOLD SHARON “YOU’VE *GOT* TO DISCOVER THIS
DR. TENPENNY: SHE KNOWS EVERYTHING YOU DO!”
HER RESPONSE WAS QUITE BLASE: “YES! I KNOW DR.
TENPENNY QUITE WELL.  WE ARE FORMER COLLEAGUES:
WE WERE GOING TO OPEN A PRACTICE TOGETHER, BUT
IT DIDN’T WORK OUT!”  SHE’S A WORLD CLASS OPPORTUNITY!
SNAP HER UP QUICK!  MY OTHER FRIENDS ARE HOT TOO!

> it’s all inclusive: housing, organic meals, and access to a
> very full calendar of events that includes Yoga, Tai Chi, Martial
> Arts, Book Study, “drive-in”-style outdoor movies, Ziplines, ATVs,
> Horseback Riding.

MIGHT BE A FUN PLACE!
TWO OF MY CLOSE FRIENDS
HAVE A COUPLE OF YEARLINGS,
AND SUDDENLY NEED A NEW PLACE
TO PUT THEM. YOU MIGHT FIND
THEM EXTREMELY VALUABLE TOO!
I SURELY DO!

> We’re an established  community of
> more than 500 in Las Vegas. If you look at our Las Vegas Calendar
> http://www.meetup.com/AwarenessGroup/events/calendar/  you will see
> 25-30 weekly events,

I’M ON THE MEETUP BOARDS,
BUT I’M ALSO STRANDED ON
A BICYCLE IN OVERTON, NEVADA.
IT’S VERY HARD TO MEET ANYONE
HERE, LOST IN THE DESERT!

> and these are when we’re working at JOBS
> throughout the week. With multiple spaces and buildings co-located
> within walking or zipline distance, we’ll have that many events each
> day on Kailasa, and it doesn’t matter whether you live on or off
> property.

I REALLY HOPE YOU GET
SOME PROPERTY QUITE SOON!
I QUITE LIKE YOUR PLANS!

> It’s really the energetic reasons they are moving, though. Redding is
> a renowned spiritual vortex and one of the most beautiful parts of
> the  country.

IT’S AN OLD STOMPING GROUND FOR ME.
I MIGHT STILL EVEN HAVE A BUS AND
A TRUCK LEFT ON THE LOST COAST,
STOLEN BY “FRIENDS” 20 YEARS AGO!

> Mt. Shasta is 40 miles away while Lake Shasta is only 4 miles. But
> it’s the energy of the group that is uniting there that is the reason
> to move. I’ve been living in it, watching it grow, since 2008. Now
> that we have reached globally, our Elders are now finding their way
> to us as we are finally ready to listen.

ARE YOU LISTENING?
I’M TALKING TO YOU!

> Realize, our tagline is “Attract, Illuminate, Empower” and does not
> include any element of “Retain.” We help them drop their existing
> programming and rather than supplanting it with new programming. They
> are empowered with tools to gain knowledge in areas they are drawn  to.
> By being exposed to the teachers and schools that flow through our  property,
> they are encouraged to leave us to follow their heart and intuition.
> We are working very closely with many tribes, most of which are of
> the traditional intentional community models where you are able to
> buy in with an intent to live out your life in the community. Many of
> our Keepers will eventually end up finding a home with one of these
> tribes which is  exactly
> what we would like to see.

I CAN PAY A REASONABLE MONTHLY AMOUNT FROM MY DISABILITY CHECK!
I PAY AROUND $350/MONTH NOW, PLUS FOOD STAMPS.  I TEACH FOR FREE!

> We’re still working on the financing and I can understand your
> confusion regarding the tense found in some of the material.

THANK YOU!
I’D REALLY LIKE TO SEE YOU GET PROPERTY ASAP!
I THINK WE HAVE A HUGE AMOUNT IN COMMON!

> We’re in
> the phase of development when we have to juggle communicating with
> members, investors, and other tribes, all looking for similar and yet
> different threads of meaning, and communities that are able to do so
> are most often the ones who succeed in getting funding. We seem to be
> on the tail end of that phase and things should be more clear and
> transparent as we wrestle out of this chrysalis and into the
> sunshine. ————

BUTTER!
THEN FLY!

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KP2012APL03  ANNE EDWARDS, FURTHER

ANNE EDWARDS PROBABLY DATES FROM 1970.
IT ALL STARTED OUT WITH, BELIEVE IT OR NOT,
AN “ENCOUNTER GROUP”.  THE SETTING WAS SOME
KIND OF HUGE SECOND? STORY ROOM WITH SOME
SCATTERED FURNITURE, MOSTLY OPEN.  THERE WAS
SOME TALK, AND THEN A BREAK WAS ANNOUNCED.

SIX OR EIGHT OF US FORMED A SPONTANEOUS
“PUPPY PILE” IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM
AND STARTED GETTING TO KNOW EACH OTHER.
AFTER A WHILE THE “INSTRUCTOR” RETURNED
AND ANNOUNCED THAT IT WAS TIME TO GET
BACK THE THE AGENDA.

WE ALL IGNORED HIM.  HE MADE ANOTHER
ANNCOUNCEDMENT, AND PEOPLE FROM THE
PILE STARTED TELLING HIM THAT WE WERE
NOT INTERESTED.  EVENTUALLY, HE LEFT,
TAKING SOME BYSTANDERS WITH HIM.
NO ONE LEFT THE PUPPY PILE.

I NEVER SAW HIM AGAIN.

BACK AT THE PILE, I WAS MORE OR LESS
FACING AN ATTRACTIVE GIRL IN HER 20′S.
SHE ALSO ATTRACTED THE ATTENTION OF A
RATHER PUSHY GUY WHO WAS NOT AT ALL
DISPOSED TO TAKE “NO” FOR AN ANSWER.

EVENTUALLY, HE WORKED HIS HAND INTO
HER CROTCH, AND HER PANTIES, AND
STARTED FINGER-FUCKING HER.  SHE
DIDN’T SEEM COMFORTABLE OR RECEPTIVE,
BUT SHE WAS ALSO THOROUGHLY ENTWINED
WITH SIX OR EIGHT PEOPLE IN THE PILE.

SHE COULD MAKE A BIG SCENE AND DISENGAGE,
OR JUST GO WITH THE FLOW.  SHE WENT WITH
THE FLOW.  I WAS LOOKING HER IN THE EYES,
AND OFFERED HER MY HAND.  SHE TOOK IT.

IT TOOK A LONG TIME, BUT EVENTUALLY
MR. PUSHY GOT HER TO COME.  I NEVER
EVEN HAD A HARD-ON, BUT HER CLIMAX WAS
DEFINITELY SOMETHING BETWEEN SHE AND I!

I FELT *REALLY* CLOSE TO HER, AND WAS
COMPLETELY LOST IN HER ORGASM!  MR. PUSHY
DIDN’T EVEN SEEM TO BE PART OF IT!  HE
SEEMED TO BE PURLY ACCIDENTAL TO WHAT
HAD JUST HAPPENED BETWEEN US.

I GOT HER NAME, ANNE EDWARDS, AND HER PHONE NUMBER
BEFORE I LEFT.  I CALLED IN A FEW DAYS AND SHE
INVITED ME OVER.  WHEN I ARRIVED, SHE GREETED ME WARMLY.

THEN SHE SAID SHE NEEDED TO SEE DURWOOD, IN THE NEXT ROOM,
AND WOULD BE GONE FOR A WHILE, BUT WOULD COME BACK.

I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT TO THINK!  WHO WAS DURWOOD?
WHAT WAS GOING ON?  I WAS UP TIGHT, BUT MANAGED
TO KEEP IT TOGETHER FOR A BIT.  AFTER A WHILE,
SHE CAME BACK, AND WAS EXTREMELY WELCOMING TO ME!

IT TURNED OUT THAT DURWOOD WAS HER BOY FRIEND,
WHO HAD NOT BEEN AT THE ENOUNTER GROUP, AND SHE
JUST NEEDED TO KEEP HIM IN THE LOOP!  WAY COOL!

WE FUCKED OUR BRAINS OUT!

AFTER THAT, I CAME OVER SEVERAL TIMES.
WE’D ALL GO TO BED, AND DURWOOD WOULD
FUCK HER WHILE I KISSED AND HELD HER.

THEN I’D GO TO SLEEP ON THE FLOOR BESIDE
THE BED, AS IT WAS TOO NARROW TO REALLY
SLEEP THREE COMFORTABLY.  IN THE MORNING,
DURWOOD HAD TO GET UP EARLY TO GO TO WORK.

WHEN HE LEFT, I’D MOVE TO THE BED AND FUCK
HER!  THEN WE’D WAKE UP HER MARVELOUS THREE
YEAR OLD DAUGHTER, JESSICA?, AND HAVE BREAKFAST!

JESSICA WAS TRULY A JOY!  IF YOU LOVED HER,
SHE’D LOVE YOU BACK!  NO BULLSHIT!  JUST BE NICE!

THEN THEY WOULD GO OFF TO SCHOOL,
AND I WOULD GO HOME REALLY HAPPY.

AFTER A WHILE, I HEARD THAT SHE AND
DURWOOD HAD BROKEN UP, AND SHE MOVED
TO CALIFORNIA.  I WAS SAD, BUT WHAT
CAN YOU DO WHEN THE PARTY IS OVER?

THAT WAS MY FIRST EXPERIENCE WITH
FAMILY AS I WOULD LIKE IT.
UNFORTUNATELY, I NEVER COULD QUITE
GET IT TOGETHER AGAIN.  I’VE HAD
SOME REALLY CLOSE CALLS, BUT SO
FAR THEY’VE ALL BLOWN UP AGAIN.

FURTHER:

IN THE EARLY 1980′S?, I FOUND MYSELF
DOING BODYWORK FOR SOME HARE KRISHNA
DEVOTEES.  THERE WAS ONE GIRL I
REMEMBER ESPECIALLY WELL, WHO HAD
RECENTLY HAD A KID.  I DIDN’T KNOW
THE KID, BUT I KNEW OF HER.

I FORGOT MOM’S NAME.  SHE WAS A 20ISH,
DELIGHTFUL GIRL.  SHE TOLD ME THE
STORY OF HER LABOR AND BIRTH, WHICH
MADE AN INDELIBLE IMPRESSION ON ME:
I HAD NEVER HEARD ANYTHING LIKE IT,
BEFORE OR SINCE!

SHE HAD BROKEN UP WITH HER BOYFRIEND,
AND WAS LIVING ALONE IN A TINY VENICE
SLUM APARTMENT.  THAT DIDN’T FAZE HER
AT ALL!  SHE WENT TO SEE HER GYNECOLOGIST,
WHO PUT HIS HAND IN HER PUSSY TO CHECK
THINGS OUT, AND TOLD HER EVERYTHING
WAS FINE, AND HE WOULD SEE HER IN TWO
MONTHS FOR THE DELIVERY.

AN HOUR LATER SHE WAS IN LABOR.
TWO HOURS LATER SHE WAS A MOTHER.

WHAT DUMBFOUNDED ME WAS HER STORY.

UP TO THEN, EVERY LABOR STORY I HAD
EVER HEARD WAS A HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE
OF INREDIBLE PAIN FOR ENDLESS HOURS!

IF YOU LIVE THROUGH IT, THAT’S
THE BEST YOU CAN HOPE FOR!

HER STORY WAS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!

SHE TALKED ABOUT THE BIGGEST ORGASM
SHE HAD EVER HAD, BY FAR!  IT WAS
EASILY EQUAL TO 100 “REGULAR” ORGASMS,
ALL ROLLED UP INTO ONE HUGE LIFE-CHANGING
ONE!  WHEN THE BABY CAME, SO DID SHE,
IN AN IRRESISTABLE TIDAL WAVE OF
ALL-CONSUMING TOTAL PLEASURE!

HOWEVER, SHE HAD BEEN HAVING PROBLEMS
SINCE THE BIRTH.  HER FEET REALLY HURT!
I PLAYED WITH HER FEET FOR A WHILE,
AND GOT A *HUGE* “CLUNK” OUT OF EACH
ONE!  SHE MELLOWED OUT LIKE SHE HAD
JUST COME AGAIN, AND STAYED HAPPY WHEN
I SAW HER AGAIN.

MY COCK HAS NOT WORKED AT ALL FOR OVER A
YEAR NOW, EVER SINCE MY BIG UGLY HERNIA
SHOWED UP, BUT I STILL WANT TO HAVE LOVING
RELATIONSHIPS WITH HAPPY, WELL-FUCKED WOMEN!

IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?

KP

KP2012APL01: HAPPY THIRD BIRTHDAY!

This is the third birthday of
Facebook.com: Universal Conscious Practice!

My deepest appreciation and respect to
JEREMIAH JOSEY who somehow got plugged in to
net-prophet.net/ucp and was using UCP to help
himself and his girlfriend.  He decided to help
UCP itself as well!

He created the Facebook UCPage!  God Bless him!

Shortly after creating it, he gave it to me, and
I’ve been running it for almost two years now.

Now Facebook has decided that they have a much
better idea!  They have removed my iconic graphic
and instead substituted an incomplete portion of it.
They have also completely rearranged my page.

In other words, they have TOTALLY SCREWED UP the UCPage!

And of course, you can’t opt out of this generous gift
from them.  And you can’t even complain about it!
Facebook does not respond to customer complaints!
They don’t ALLOW customer complaints!  There is *NO*
way to write to them that I have found!

WOW!  Facebook has *NO* customer complaints,
simply because they have *NO* customer feedback!
Why didn’t I think of that?  I could be rich too!

I suppose I should be very happy!  I’ve been
grinding in the medical machine for most of a
year now, and I’m still alive!  I think I was
supposed to die last year, but I screwed that
up too!  I’ve been writing emails for months
now, requesting medical referrals for such
things as hernia surgery and my missing front
bridge, etc, but I am routinely ignored.

“DOCTORS DON’T DO EMAIL!” is the lesson I am
being ernestly taught!   Whatever!

The thing to do, is not get distracted by all
these side issues!  Facebook is a side issue!
My life or death is a side issue!  I’ve got
some REAL issues I’d much prefer to focus on!

UCP WORKS! is probably my hottest button!
We’ve gotten over a dozen UCPeons past the
Tone Zero milestone over the years.  We’ve
gotten three or four up to Tone Five!  WOW!

I’d like to increase the range and depth of
the demonstrations!  I’ve been dealing with
life and death decisions for close to a year
now: almost everything I had has been stolen,
except for what I was forced to give away, just
to keep it from being stolen.  I was supposed to
die, but I didn’t quite do it!  I’ve been living
on the thin edge of nothing!  I’m obviously
*REALLY* fucked up!  I can barely totter a few
shakey steps!

Yes, my life situation has been thrust into
collapse, betrayal and disaster.  Yes, I’ve
run well over 1,000 miles because my fully
registered, inspected and insured bus is
ILLEGAL under oregon law!  Yes! I’ve been
dealing with loss, betrayal and total insanity!

And yet, bizarrely enough, my tone level has
remained remarkably steady at around five!
I haven’t gone into insane suicidal rage!
I’m still focused on what, if anything, I
can still salvage from this insane mess!

Even if it’s nothing, and I’m on the way
out right now, I think I’ll be starting out
at around plus five!  And I’m sure I would
make a much better choice of parents!
I really fucked up BAD this time!

And I’m a worst case for UCP, not even
close to the best!

If you are looking for the best case
scenarios for UCP, check out FULL
ENLIGHTENMENT!

Check out NEAL, who got to tone five
with UCP, switched over to
NISARGADATTA and made it in two or
three years!

Even better, check out CAPTAIN FRANK,
who made it up to tone twenty-plus with
UCP before he gave it up as no longer
interesting to him.  He had to listen to
a tape from Sailor Bob, a disciple of
Nisargadatta, to reach full enlightenment!

But UCP is not my only consuming passion!
Aethro-Dynamics by Steven Rado is BY FAR
the best book on physics ever written!
Read 154 pages, and you will know FAR MORE
about physics than ANY physics Phd. who has
not!  Check it out at: http://tinyurl.com/36zlw2k
You can get the background on it at:

http://net-prophet.net/blog/?p=3431

And then of course there is my forthcoming
work which positively proves the existence
of mental telepathy!  It’s been hung up for
months now, but when released it will be a
monumental blockbuster!  I hate computer bugs!

Still breathing, and
plotting to do better!

Konchok Penday / Martin Cornelius

KP2012MAR04: SUICIDE BY DOCTOR!

You’ve probably heard the phrase “Suicide by Cop”,
which is actually a euphemism for “Murder by Cop”.

In the typical scenario, a drunk is pulled over
by a cop for drunk driving.  He’s belligerant,
and threatening to the cop, who of course
shoots him!  Cops don’t just shoot, they shoot
to kill!  If you don’t kill someone, they might
get mad at you for shooting them!  If they actually
live through the experience, they are quite likely
to sue you for attempted murder!  So for officer
safety, cops only shoot to kill!  Get used to it!
If they kill you right away, you can’t get mad,
and you can’t sue!  That makes perfect cop sense!

In the extreme scenario, young junior is depressed,
throws a tantrum, and climbs up on the roof to jump.
His panicked mother calls the COPS[?] for help!  They
respond immediately and try to talk him down.  He is
hysterical, insults them, and won’t follow cop commands.

Mindful of the clear and present danger to the crowd below,
now chanting “Jump! Jump!”, the cops decide to shooot him.
Naturallly they shoot to kill!  What else can they do?
They have a job to do, and an obligation to the public!
“Officer Safety” is rule number one!  I forget what Rule Two
is, but don’t hold it against me.  Frequenty, so do the cops!

Mothers, consider carefully before calling the cops for
anything, especially for help!  You might get FAR more
than you are prepared to accept!  How many mothers have
already murdered their children by cop?  Stop it now!

Doctors have euphemisms too!

Suicide by doctor is actually murder by doctor,
but that sounds so beastly!  Death by suicide sounds
so much more polite than death by murder.  On the
other hands, it is still death!  Take your pick!

You have to excuse my disparaging attitude towards
doctors: I was raised by a nurse.  My mother was
an operating room nurse at a very prestigious
local hospital, and every day on the way home from
school I got the report on who they had maimed or killed
that day.  It was very depressing and shaped my early
attitude towards doctors.  Later, I formed my own opinion.

I remember very vividly two after-school stories from mom!
One was the tragic story of a young boy with advanced
cancer in his leg.  They had to amputate!  The tragedy
was that they cut off the wrong leg!   Yes, you read
that right!  The high and mighty doctors FORGOT which
one had cancer!  And of course the nurses could not
say anything.  NO snide comments from the peanut gallery!
Get ready for life in a bicycle basket!

The other story was about the patient who was anesthetized
and parked alone in a halllway to await surgery.  His life
was saved by an ORDERLY who noticed that he was turning blue
because his breathing tube was improperly inserted and he
couldn’t breathe at all.  The doctors and nurses were all
completely oblivious to his crisis, but an orderly saw it
and had the impudent balls to actually SAY SOMETHING!

Mom’s attitude was not at all unique!  I’ve known other
nurses, some very good, some very bad, and they ALL seem
to share a profound distrust and contempt for doctors.
From my own independent experience of doctors, I do too!

Apparently, ALL nurses KNOW that doctors are ignorant cretins
who never listen to anyone, especially their patients, and who
routinely murder people by ignorance, arrogance and indifference.

I share that opinion of doctors, including dentists
of course, who apparently are not smart enough to
become doctors, but share their precious ability to
maim and even kill with impunity.

You have to understand the relationship between doctors
and nurses as a feudal relic from the middle ages.
It’s a total master-slave subordination, much like
the military, which allows NO flexibility.  The function
of a doctor is to give orders.  The function of a nurse
is to OBEY SILENTLY!  In extreme cases, she may be
allowed a quiet “yes doctor,” but that is the outer
limit of any response she might have.  This relationship
spills over into the doctor-patient one too!

Doctors are Gods, with the power of life and death,
and you wouldn’t dare talk back to god, would you?
He has ways to get back at you!

So do doctors!

If you don’t respond with the proper obeisance and
instant unquestioning compliance, they can just let
you die!  Even if you do exactly what they say, they
can kill you quite dead!  I’ve seen it over and over!

Before I go on, let me make one thing perfectly clear.
I don’t think ALL doctors are afflicted with this
infallible and vengeful god-syndrome.  I’ve known
several doctors who I found to be quite bright, who
actually had the welfare of their patients in mind!

Of course, these were my friends, who I met in a
social context!  I was over 60 before I finally met
a doctor in a professional context who I was glad to
see.  In fact, he probably saved my life!  I’m still
grateful to him.  I had mysteriously started shitting
blood for some reason.  Having survived completely
unnecessary emergency room tortures before, I of course
avoided the hospital at all costs.  The bleeding continued
the next day.  While running around town doing errands [I
felt just fine], I had to take another huge shit, of blood.
That brought my estimated total of blood lost to about a
full gallon.  I still felt FINE, but I was seriously
worried at the same time. I was actually thinking of
driving myself to the hospital in total defeat!

I walked across the parking lot, opened my van door, got in,
fastened my seat belt, and was reaching for the ignition key
when WHAT THE FUCK?, I was suddenly and silently slammed into
SHOCK!  I spent the next 20 minutes or half hour slumped over
the steering wheel in semi-conscious delerium.  Only later was
it explained to me that I had been in shock.

AFTER WHILE, I CAME OUT OF SHOCK!

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I WON THE DYING-WISH LOTTERY!
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I *SHOULD* have died right then, but
I have a hard time following orders.

I’ve seen something similar happen to someone else
before, but this was the first time it happened to me.

Greatly abashed, I forgot about the hospital and
drove myself home.  I never stopped my normal
daily routine, which started by working out vigorously
on the trampoline for 20 minutes with 20 pounds of weights.

I forgot about my mysterious brush with death, but
after about a month, I started shitting blood again!

This time I was totally freaked out!
I *really* didn’t want to go into shock again!
I drove myself to the hospital and checked in!

At age 62, I met the first doctor I was glad to see
in his professional capacity: Dr. Phillips!  Until
I met him, they had ALL been perfectly useless!

To that point, all any of them had done, especially dentists,
was bill me, torture me and irreversibly maim me, causing
me a lifetime of suffering and embarrassment.  Thanks Doc!

They didn’t care: they were always well paid!

Dr. Phillips had a rough job!  He had the biggest blackest
dick I had ever seen, at least sex feet long.  And he had
to shove it up my ass without freaking me out [colonoscopy].
He and his anesthesiologist, a delightful young girl who
I would have loved to meet under ANY other circumstances,
did a fantastic job!  I protested that I didn’t want to be
put to sleep. [I've had really bad results with that in my
family.]  They didn’t pause ominously or even miss a small
beat. They didn’t disagree or lecture me on being so stupid.
“Okay, we’ll give you synthetic heroin”, she replied instantly.
That was the end of it!  I got exactly what I wanted!

The surgery was routine and uneventful, and highly successful.
I even got to watch it on TV!  Hugely relieved, I returned to
my room, NO LONGER BLEEDING TO DEATH!  WOW!  I WAS SO HAPPY!

I was preparing to go home and see my dogs when a doctor walked
into my room an announced that he was there to bring down my
blood pressure.  He was a tiny little man, barely over five
feet tall, but with the condescending confrontational attitude
of a drill instructor whipping mutinous plebs into line.

I loathed him instantly!  What a FLAMING asshole!
I hadn’t requested any such service from him, or anyone
else, but the hospital decided to sic him on me solely
at their own discretion, without even consulting me!

I [patient]ly explained to him that doctors had been
trying to bring down my blood pressure for over five
years so far, with absolutely NO RESULTS whatsoever,
and I was NOT interested in his tender ministrations.

HE WAS *NOT* AT ALL INTERESTED!

A doctor with even minimal brains would have queried
my remarkable statement further: he could have solved
my whole case right there!  But of course he wasn’t
interested at all, and would NEVER actually TALK to me!

DOCTORS JUST DON’T *EVER* DO THAT KIND OF THING!

I further explained that I’ve been through this mill
many times before, and doctors have two kinds of blood
pressure medicine: [1] those that don’t do anything at all,
and [2] those that you WISH didn’t do anything at all,
but that none of them bring down my blood pressure.

WHAT A MORON I WAS TO IMAGINE THAT MY DOCTOR MIGHT
BE INTERESTED IN *ME* ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY TALK TO ME!

He didn’t give a shit what the patient thought:
my opinions and desires were of absolutely no relevance
to him whatsoever.  He ordered the nurse to give me a
medicine I had just clearly told him I did NOT want!

I had just narrowly escaped death and I wanted to go
home and rest!  The nurse knew better than to listen
to me!  He obediently put it in my IV.  In a couple of
hours, the doctor finally admitted that I had been right
so far, it didn’t do anything at all!  Not to be accused
of listening to the patient, he ordered the nurse to give
me another medicine.  This one didn’t do nothing, it had
the rapid effect of making me want to puke, but it also
did not bring down my blood pressure either!

I just wanted to go home, but I was told that I COULDN’T LEAVE!
I WAS NOW SICK, AND COULDN’T POSSIBLY BE RELEASED!  Thanks Doc!
I DIDN’T KNOW I WAS A PRISONER!  I was just fine, until you got
hold of me and forcibly drugged me with stuff I highly objected to.

After a couple hours, I felt better again and the doctor who
was torturing me against my will had gone home.  [He wasn't
going to waste his precious time waiting to see if those he
had forcibly sickened against their will were going to recover!]

I thought I could go home now!  I was shocked to discover that
I was really a prisoner, and couldn’t leave without permission.
Later I discovered that I was actually free to leave at any
time: just as they were perfectly free to lie to me about that,
which they did without any reservation.  They grudgingly admitted
that I could leave, *IF* I signed a “Against Medical Advice” [AMA]
consent form first.  Whatever!  I just wanted to escape from that death-trap before another medical asshole started torturing me again!

Earlier in the day I made an important decision.  I hated that
arrogant, pompous little prick of a doctor so much I wanted to
punch him out!  I ernestly wanted to beat him up, real bad!
Not any threat to his life, but a definite assault on
his face and composure.  I figured a few elbows to the face,
a broken nose, a few broken teeth, and a few cracked ribs from
being kicked on the floor, would wipe that arrogant condescension
off his face, and *enormously* improve his bedside manner.

I was very close to beating the shit out of that arrogant
little turd, and leaving him in the hallway for the orderlies
to find and take to emergency, but I decided the hospital
probably had a security guard named Tiny who was itching to
use his Taser on someone, patient or not, so I decided not to
give him what he so richly deserved.

If I had known that the “AMA” form was really a death sentence
that the hospital would use against me to deny me help two
years later, when I really was DYING RIGHT NOW, I probably
would have beat him up pretty bad, and with great relish!

Fortunately, I had a truly psychotic nurse named Kathy on my side at
that time, who was no stranger to psychotic fits, and who had little
or no reservation about throwing them.  When the hospital said
“Fuck You”, we don’t have to treat you just because you are
dying, since you signed that “AMA” form two years ago, she gave them
an attitude adjustment!  That’s surely what saved my life then!

It’s too bad she couldn’t do the same thing for her own mother
when the doctor was murdering her!   When Kathy’s mother was
85, she had cosmetic surgery, and everyone who worked at the
foster home was subjected to numerous lectures about the
stupidity and danger of general anaesthetics on older patients.
We were told that her mother should not even be allowed to have
elective surgery with general anaesthetic.

We were told over and over that such procedures were dangerous
and criminal, and that doctors who performed them should go to
prison for MURDER when their patients died!  I FULLY AGREE!

Unfortunately, when she was 90, that truth was no longer
applicable.  Kathy told her mother that she was taking
over her medical care, and would ensure that she got
the very best available.  She decided that cataract
surgery was just what mom needed.  The doctor chose a
general anaesthic and Kathy, who had lectured stridently
against it on a fequent basis, had no objection.

SHE WAS A “GOOD NURSE,” TO THE BITTER END!

After surgery on the first eye, her mother was insane
for about three days.  However, she seemed to recover
after a while, and Kathy still had no objection to
a second surgery on the other eye.  SHE WAS TOO GOOD
A NURSE to criticize a doctor, even when her mother’s
life was at stake!  She couldn’t even say what she
knew to be true!  Her mother never recovered from
the second surgery!  She explode into violent acute
agressive cancer, which had probably been there all
the time, but had been more or less in remission.

But she could see much better, for the last few weeks
of what little life she had to live!

Compliant unquestioning nurses, even when they
know much better, are just one of the ways
doctors induce patients to suicide.

Routine shots or “immunizatons” are another!
The HUGE increase in autism, sudden crib deaths,
and “shaken baby syndrome” in that last few years
can be directly linked to the huge increase in
routine shots that are given to children now.

As a point of reference, there are two populations
that have still NEVER had EVEN ONE case of autism:
the Amish Quakers of Pennsylvania, and the Nation
of Islam in the Chicao area.  These populations
have also NEVER had EVEN ONE innoculation!

That’s the ironclad proof of what causes autism!
Of course the doctors are too stupid to see that!

If you are one of the numerous victims, my heart
goes out to you in sympathy!  GET MAD!  STAY MAD!

Another pet outrage of mine is chemo-”therapy”!
What a murderous crock of highly lucrative
horseshit!  I’ve had plenty of good friends
murdered by that insanely traitorous fraud!

You should know that doctors are not fooled
by that criminal conspiracy.  If they get
cancer, they are more likely to go to a faith
healer in south america than to check into a
cancer clinic here in the states.  They know
much better than to fall for that bullshit!

Did you also know that it is ILLEGAL for them
to recommend ANY OTHER treatment for cancer
than Surgery, Radiation or Chemo”therapy”?

BY LAW, THEY CAN’T EVEN TALK ABOUT IT!

That’s right, if they recommend anything that
actually works, they could go right to prison!
Get used to it: that’s how medicine really works!

But they don’t have to resort to such extreme
measures to kill you in most cases: they can
easily kill you with just “benign” neglect!

My former cardiologist was a lovely man named
Saenger whose very first words to me were:
“I don’t care whether you live or die.”  Gosh!
I was hoping for a doctor who actually wanted
me to live!  I guess that’s too much to expect!
As long as he makes plenty of money killing
people, I shouldn’t have any objection!

Then he went on to explain that I was stupid
and didn’t know anything about rat poison at all:
that it worked completely different in rats and men.
In one it produced bleeding.  In the other it
produced clotting.  Gosh!  That’s a very unique
take on rat poison!  A lot of doctors are wrong!
Most of them I know use rat poison to *prevent*
blood clotting in their patients, not cause it!

Doctor are fascinated with RAT POISON!
They have some strange attraction to it.
They were fixated on it for a long time
before my heart blew up from high blood
pressure and went into constant fibrillation!

They told me DON’T STOP TAKING YOUR RAT POISON!
ONLY YOUR RAT POISON IS KEEPING YOU ALIVE!
IF YOU STOP TAKING RAT POISON: *YOU *WILL* DIE!*

However, since I’ve known so many nurses, and
got clued in about doctors and dentists from
an early age, I didn’t believe them.

In fact, rat poison was the most depressing
experience I have had in my whole life.  Of
course, the doctors don’t call rat poison
rat poison!  They call it “coumadin”, which is
a fancy PR word used in hospitals to make
rat poison sound like a medicine.  The chemical
name of rat poison is WARFARIN, which makes
perfect sense.  It’s used for war’faring on
rats: in fact it kills them extremely fast.

I’ve killed a lot of rats with warfarin!
I can tell at a glance how close to death
a rat is.  If only his “hands” are red,
he’s okay for now, although quite slow.
If his “arms” are red, he’s in big trouble.
If the red reaches his elbows, he’s dead.

I have a prescription for rat poison, which
I take every day.  Surprisingly, it does
say coumadin on the pill bottle from the
pharmacy, but that’s in small letters.
On the other hand, it says WARFARIN in
GREAT BIG LETTERS.

The time I spent in the “coumadin clinic”
was the mostly depressing and frightening
experince I have ever had!  I kept thinking:
What am I doing here?  These people are dying!

I went once a week for several months!
I was the ONLY person I saw who walked into
the clinic.  ALL the rest of them came in
wheel chairs.  NONE of them EVER talked!
I didn’t hear ONE WORD spoken in all the
weeks I spent there.  And they didn’t
move: they just sat in their chairs, completely
immobile!  They looked like dead rats, but worse!

They had large random red patches all over their
bodies!  The only thing that distinguished them
from dead rats was that they were [probably] still
breathing!  It felt like a death camp!

I was desperate to escape, but I was locked into
the doctor’s system.  I had to report to the clinic
every week, where they took a blood sample to make
sure that I was taking “enough” rat poison!

Only my finger tips were turning red so far, so I
knew I wasn’t in danger of dying immediately, but
I could see the future I was in for: it wasn’t
pretty at all!  Finally I figured out that I
could escape by simply moving to Arizona!

So I moved to Arizona! [on paper at least!]
Suddenly, I didn’t have to report to the
coumadin clinic!  Suddenly, my finger tips
were no longer red.  OF COURSE, JUST AS THE
DOCTORS PROMISED ME, *I IMMEDIATELY DIED!*

But I’m such a stupid, obtuse, obstinate moron,
I DIDN’T EVEN NOTICE THAT I WAS DEAD!

I’m so stupid I actually thought my
health had improved WITHOUT RAT POISON!

I was eventually forced back onto rat poison
again.  Then I came off it again when I was
run out Oregon by police harassment and couldn’t
get it any longer.  Then I was back on it and
my level was at seven.  So my level has varied
widely from zero to seven.  Three is what they
aim for, but anything from zero to seven is
fine with me!  I prefer zero, but I’m still
taking it, only to make the doctors happy!

I know it does have some therapeutic uses,
but it obviously seems unnecessary in my case.
The doctors have been obsessively compulsive
about rat poison, but they have also been
famously indifferent to my blood pressure.

YES, they have tried to bring it down at least six times,
but their efforts aways followed a very predictable pattern.
A doctor would hand me a prescription and forget about
me instantly.   I would religiously take my pills,
and my blood pressure two or three times a day!

After a week, if my blood pressure was still the same,
I would figure my doctor was either deliciously incompetent
or blatantly lying to me, and stop taking it.  Sometimes
I would stop after just four or five days.

*NOW* I know that you have to take blood pressure
medicine for a month or two before it starts to
work, but *NOT ONE* of the six-plus doctors who
treated me over five plus years ever bothered
to tell me that!  THEY DON’T ACTUALLY *TALK*
TO PATIENTS!  THEY JUST GIVE ORDERS!
Then they expect blind obedience, forever!

If I was bleeding and went to the doctor,
I wouldn’t expect him to take a month or
two to stop the bleeding. I’d be dead first!

If I had a headache, it wouldn’t expect
him to take a month or two to fix it!

I didn’t expect it to take a month or two to
fix my blood pressure!  I was unfortunately
quite wrong, but nobody bothered to tell me that!

That was a deadly mistake!

It’s the high blood pressure that blew out my
kidneys, liver, brain, intestines, and heart!
If they got my blood pressure under control early,
I’d still be pretty healthy now, not mostly dead!

After years of blood pressure in the 240 to 260
range, with peaks up to 285, the doctors had the
nerve to tell me: don’t worry about your heart,
it’s fantastic!  It WAS, but I didn’t know that
could change almost instantly with high enough
blood pressure: THEY SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!

In fact, they *all* probably did, but
they couldn’t be bothered to TALK to me!

DOCTORS DON’T DO THAT!

They obsessed compulsively about my rat poison,
but only occasionally about my blood pressure,
and then quicky forgot about it!  THANKS GUYS!

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SUICIDE BY DOCTOR IS *SO* EASY!
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See if you can avoid it!

Konchok Penday / Martin Cornelius

KP2012FEB27:  THE DEATH OF PHYSICS!

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THE DEATH OF PHYSICS!
N0N-FINGO NEWTON TO
REL-ATAVISTIC EINSTEIN!
E=MC^2 P-REVIEWED
REBIRTH IN THE FOUNTAIN
OF UNIVERSAL AETHER
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*THE DEATH OF PHYSICS*

NOTHING IN THIS ARTICLE IS NEW!
YET IT IS ALL CRITICALLY IMPORTANT!

IT’S NOT EVEN MOSTLY ABOUT PHYSICS, BUT
RATHER JUST INSANELY AGGRESSIVE IDIOCY!

NEWTON IS OVER THREE HUNDRED
YEARS OLD NOW: EINSTEIN IS
OVER ONE HUNDRED ALREADY!

IT’S HIGH TIME FOR THEM TO DIE!
A PROPER BURIAL WOULD INVOLVE A
M-ASS SHITTING ON THEIR GRAVES!

IT’S JUST THAT PHYSICISTS ARE
TOO STUPID TO NOTICE THAT THEY
HAVE BEEN COMPLETELY CONNED BY
A FLAMING FAG AND A SLEAZY JEW!

[NOT THAT I AM PREJUDICED: MY
GREATEST LOVE WAS A BUY-SEXUAL
JEW WHO I MET AT HIS TERMINALLY
ABORTED SUICIDE IN A WHORE HOUSE!]

GET USED TO IT: I AM A REALIST!

THE BEST PROOF THAT NEWTON
WAS NOT A FLAMING FAG WOULD
BE TO FUCK YOURSELF IN THE ASS!

THE BEST PROOF THAT EINSTEIN
IS NOT A SLEAZY JEW WOULD BE
TO HAVE HIM ANNOUNCE THAT HE
HAS CONVERTED TO CHRISTIANITY.

GOOD LUCK WITH THOSE PROJECTS!
IF YOU ARE A COMMITTED LOSER:
I COULD BE INDUCED TO SIDE BETS
BY SUFFICIENTLY INTERESTING ODDS!

PHYSICISTS HAVE BEEN SO SEDUCED BY THE
ORGASM OF ELEGANT MATHEMATICS, THEY HAVE
THOROUGHLY FORGOTTEN THAT UNDERSTANDING
IS COMPLETELY ESSENTIAL TO FERTILITY!

WE DON’T DO UNDERSTANDING, AS
THAT IS NO LONGER NECESSARY:
WE JUST DO SEXOTIC MATH NOW!

WE DON’T MAKE BABIES ANYMORE,
CRY THE PHYSICISTS: WE LET
THE DIRTY MEXICANS DO THAT!

WE DON’T MESS WITH UGLY
REALITY ANY LONGER: WE ARE
NOW MUCH TOO PURE FOR THAT!

WE LIVE CHASTELY IN AN IVORY TOWER
WHICH CAN ONLY BE ENTERED BY
ABSTRACTIONS AND APPROXIMATIONS!

CLEANING IS NO LONGER NECESSARY!

AND THEN THEY WONDER WHY
PHYSICS IS NOW A DEAD FIELD!

AS YOU MAY POSSIBLY SURMISE
FROM MY COMMENTS, THIS TIRADE
IS *NOT* POLITICALLY CORRECT!

FORTUNATELY HOWEVER,
IT IS VERY ACCURATE!

GET USED TO IT!
IT’S THE NEW RAGE!

*NON-FINGO NEWTON*

THE DEATH OF PHYSICS WAS AGRESSIVELY
INITIATED BY NEWTON WITH HIS RADICAL
“NON-FINGO” STATEMENT ABOUT GRAVITY.

DON’T GET ME WRONG!  HE WAS ONE OF
THE SEMINAL GENIUSES OF ALL TIME …
IN MATHEMATICS!  HE INVENTED INTEGRAL
CALCULUS, WHICH IS CRUCIAL TO OUR
SCIENTIFIC, TECHNOLIGICAL CIVILIZATION!

HE PROVIDED THE VERY FIRST *MATHEMATICAL
DESCRIPTION* OF GRAVITY!  UNFORTUNATELY,
HE HAD ABSOLUTELY *NO* IDEA OF HOW OR WHY
IT WORKED AS HE SO BRILLIANTLY DESCRIBED!

HIS FAMOUS “NON-FINGO” LATIN STATEMENT
ABOUT GRAVITY IS ROUGHLY THE EQUIVALENT
OF THE CLEANING LADY LOUDLY PROCLAIMING
“I DON’T DO WINDOWS” [OR ANY OTHER ROOM
THAT CHILDREN HAVE EVER BEEN IN]!

“SANITATION ENGINEERING” IS THE INEVITABLE NEXT STEP!
IF YOU KNOW ENOUGH MATH, IT EVEN BECOMES RESPECTABLE!

THAT NEWTON IS NEARLY UNIVERSALLY ADULATED
AS A FOUNDING FATHER OF “MODERN” PHYSICS MAKES
AS MUCH SENSE AS THE NOBEL PEACE PRIZE, WHICH IS
ROUTINELY GIVEN TO BLATANT CRIMINALS WHO START WARS!

GET USED TO IT: I AM A REALIST!

ASTOUNDINGLY, THAT IS NOT
INCOMPATIBLE WITH PHYSICS!

*REL-ATAVASTIC EINSTEIN*

THE DEATH OF PHYSICS WAS FINALLY FINSHED OFF
BY THE MAD RANTINGS AND EGREGIOUS MULTIPLE
MIST-AKES OF ALBERT EINSTEIN, WHO RAISED THE
NON-FINGO BAR TO FORMERLY UNDREAMED OF HEIGHTS!

HE GREATLY HEXPANDED THE NON-FINGO CONCEPT TO
THE IDEA THAT YOU DIDN’T NEED TO UNDERSTAND
ANYTHING AT ALL: YOU JUST NEED TO BE ABLE TO
DESCRIBE IT MATHEMATICALLY!  THAT WAS ENOUGH!

FINALLY, PHYSICISTS UNDERSTAND THAT
UNDERSTANDING IS TOTALLY UNNECESSARY!
THANK GOD THEY ARE RELIEVED
OF THAT BOTHERSOME BURDEN!

NOW THEY ARE COMPLETELY FREE TO PLAY AT WILL
IN THE FANTASY LANDS OF THIRTEEN DIMENSIONS,
ZERO-POINT ENERGY, STRING THEORY, AND EVEN THE
DELICIOUS NON-REALITY OF QUANTUM MECHANICS!

REALITY IS NO LONGER RELEVANT!
NO ONE ANY LONGER HAS TO DEAL
WITH THE HIDEOUS ACTUALITY OF
THREE ARCHAIC DIMENSIONS PLUS TIME!

THAT’S PASSE AND OUTRE!

PHYSICS HAS NOW BEEN REPLACED
BY DYNAMIC, CREATIVE MATHEMATICS,
AND THERE ARE NOW NO LONGER ANY
PHYSICISTS TO MOURN IT’S PASSING!

ON A RELATED SUBJECT, LET ME TELL
YOU ABOUT MY STUNNING INVENTION OF A
PIANO FOR TWENTY-SIX-FINGERED PIANISTS.
IT ALLOWS YOU TO EASILY PERFORM MUSIC
THAT WAS NOT EVEN IMAGINED BEFORE,
USING PREVIOUSLY UNHEARD ATONAL SCALES!

NOT ONLY THAT, BUT I HAVE COMPOSED SEVERAL
HUGE OPUSES THAT WILL BE UNIVERSALLY ACCLAIMED
AS SOON AS WE FIND A PIANIST TO PERFORM THEM!

WHY SHOULD MATHEMATICIANS, AKA
PHYSICISTS, HAVE ALL THE FUN?
THAT IS HIGHLY UNDEMOCRATIC!

IN A UNIVERSE OF UNLIMITED DIMENSIONS,
EVEN PEOPLE AS POOR AS I AM CAN HAVE
THEIR VERY OWN HEXCLUSIVE PRIVATE ONE!

EINSTEIN NOT ONLY FINISHED OFF PHYSICS,
BUT HE DESTROYED THE VERY FOUNDATION
UPON WHICH IT WAS ERECTED: THE AETHER.

ONLY GOD COULD CREATE THE AETHER!
ONLY EINSTEIN COULD DESTROY IT!
ERGO: EINSTEIN IS AS GREAT AS GOD!

THAT’S A SIMPLICITY WHICH EVERY
MATHEMATICIAN CAN RELISH!

*E=MC^2 P-REVIEWED*

THERE IS A HUGE AMOUNT OF NONSENSE BLATHER
ABOUT EINSTEIN BEING THE FATHER OF E=MC^2!

HE MIGHT AS WELL CLAIM TO BE THE FATHER
OF JESUS, FAMOUS FOR BEING THE PROGENY
OF A VIRGIN BIRTH!  ANY MATHEMATICIAN
CAN COMPLETELY GROK THAT PERMUTATION!

IT IS QUITE SIMPLY REPRESENTED BY THE INTERSECTION
OF THE NULL-SET AND SEVERAL NON-HEXISTENT HEXAMPLES!

ANY QUESTIONS?

*1888 – JJ THOMPSON*

JJ THOMPSON IS THE FIRST PERSON I KNOW OF
WHO PUBLISHED E=MC^2 IN A REPUTABLE SCIENTIFIC
JOURNAL.  THAT WAS IN 1888, BUT HE WAS
POLITICALLLY INCORRECT [I.E., A CHRISTIAN], SO
THE ORTHODOX HISTORIES COMPLETELY OMIT HIM.

NOT ONLY THAT, BUT HE WAS AN AETHER THEORIST,
WHICH IS DOUBLY DAMNABLE, SINCE EINSTEIN TOLD
US CIRCA 1905 THAT AETHER DOES NOT EXIST, AND
EVEN IF IT DOES, WE CAN EASILY OMIT ALL REFERENCE
TO IT, AND REPLACE IT WITH ABSTRACT MATHEMATICS,
WHICH REPRESENTS NOTHING, AND IS THEREFORE
MUCH MORE POLITICALLY CORRRECT!

IN 1888, A FEW PHYSICISTS STILL EXISTED,
AND STILL THOUGHT THEIR PRECIOUS AETHER
THEORY MADE SENSE, JUST BECAUSE IT HAD BEEN
THE DOMINANT THEORETICAL THREAD IN PHYSICS
FOR A FEW HUNDRED YEARS AT THAT TIME.

THANK EINSTEIN THEY HAVE FINALLY BEEN
PERMANENTY PURGED FROM OUR COLLECTIVE MEMORY!

IT IS COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY FOR PHYSICISTS
TO HAVE ANY AWARENESS, MUCH LESS ANY SLIGHT
UNDERSTANDING, OF THE HISTORY OF PHYSICS!

JUST ASK ANY MATHEMATICIAN!

*18?? – WHO KNOWS?*

THE NEXT AUTHOR OF E=MC^2 IN SCIENTIFIC
JOURNALS THAT I KNEW OF IS ????  UNFORTUNATELY,
I FORGOT WHO IT WAS, AND WHEN I SEARCHED
ONLINE TODAY, I COULDN’T FIND IT.  1890′S?

OF COURSE, TODAY I DIDN’T FIND JJ THOMPSON
OR OLINTO DE PRETA EITHER!  THE REVISERS OF
HISTORY ARE APPARENTLY WORKING OVERTIME!
AT LEAST I STILL HAVE *SOME* MEMORY LEFT!

IF YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS, OR ANY ADDITIONAL
PRE-EINSTEIN E=MC^2 AUTHORS, PLEASE WRITE ME!

*1902 -OLINTO DE PRETTO*

OLINTO DE PRETTO WAS AN ITALIAN PHYSICIST WHO
PUBLISHED E=MC^2 IN A SCIENTIFIC JOURNAL IN
1902.  HE WAS A CLASSICALLY TRAINED AETHER
THEORIST, BUT HE WAS NOT A JEW EITHER, SO
TIME MAGAZINE HAS DELETED HIM TOO FROM HISTORY.

HE WAS WELL KNOWN TO EINSTEIN’S CLOSE BUDDY
AT THE PATENT OFFICE, BUT THE FACT THAT
EINSTEIN DOES NOT CITE HIM, OR ANY OTHER
PERSON, AS THE SOURCE OF HIS IDEAS ON
E=MC^2, IS OBVIOUS AND COMPELLING PROOF
THAT THEY SPRANG SPONTANEOUSLY FROM HIS
HEAD, MUCH LIKE ATHENA FROM THAT OF ZEUS!

EINSTEIN’S GREAT INNOVATION WAS NOT E=MC^2,
WHICH HAD BEEN WELL KNOWN FOR 17 YEARS
WHEN HE FINALLY PUBLISHED IT, BUT THE
FACT THAT HE COMPLETELY IGNORED IT’S
RESPECTABLE SCIENTIFIC AETHER DERIVATION,
AND TREATED IT AS A STRICTLY MATHEMATICAL
REVELATION, WITH NO GROUNDING IN REALITY,
WHILE ALSO CLAIMING IT AS HIS VERY OWN!

I HOPE YOU JUST LEARNED SOMETHING ABOUT
HISTORY, PHYSICS, AND PROPAGANDA.

*REBIRTH IN THE FOUNTAIN*
*OF UNIVERSAL AETHER*

FORTUNATELY, ABOUT 100 YEARS AFTER IT’S
LONG LINGERING DEATH, PHYSICS WAS
REBORN, STARTING IN 1994 WITH THE
PUBLICATION OF STEVEN RADO’S
AETHRO-KINEMATICS: A HUGE [500+ PAGE]
RE-EXAMINATION OF THE ENTIRE HISTORY
OF PHYSICS, WITH AN EXPLANATION OF
SEVERAL OF IT’S BIGGEST MYSTERIES.

THE REVOLUTIONARY REBIRTH OF AETHER PHYSICS
WAS COMPLETED IN 2009 WITH THE PUBLICATION
OF STEVEN RADO’S AETHRO-DYNAMICS: A 150
PAGE SUMMARY OF THE FIELDS OF PHYSICS,
WITH MULTIPLE *STUNNING* NEW RELEVATIONS,
THOROUGHLY GROUNDED IN THE LATEST RESEARCH.

IF YOU READ THIS SHORT WORK, YOU WILL
KNOW *FAR* MORE PHYSICS THAN *ANY* PHYSICS
PHD WHO HAS NOT: http://tinyurl.com/36zlw2k

IT IS ABSOLUTELY THE MOST IMPORTANT WORK
THAT HAS EVER BEEN WRITTEN ON PHYSICS,
BUT IT IS READILY ACCESSIBLE TO ANYONE,
WITH *NO* CALCULUS, WHO HAS ONE QUARTER
OF HIGH SCHOOL PHYSICS.  I KID YOU NOT!

IT’S *NOT* MATH: IT’S PHYSICS!

YOU ARE QUITE WELCOME TO WRITE AND EXPOSE
ME AS AN IGNORANT IGNORAMUS, WHOSE EVERY
ASSERTION IS *COMPLETELY* FALSE!

*PLEASE* JUST READ AETHRO-DYNAMICS FIRST!
THAT WILL ENORMOUSLY ENHANCE YOUR CREDIBILTIY!

KONCHOK PENDAY / MARTIN CORNELIUS

KP2012FEB21:  TOTAL GOVERNMENT SPINSANITY

Nevada Governor Brian Sandoval
Executive Chambers
Capitol Complex
Carson City, NV 89710
Fax:(702)687-4486
Tel:(702)687-5670
email: governor@govmail.state.nv.us
web: http://www.state.nv.us/gov/gov.htm

DEAR GOVERNOR:

LET ME BEGIN BY STIPULATING THAT YOU ARE
NOT JUST A LOCAL PARTY HACK CHOSEN FOR
OFFICE BY THE CURRENT DAUGHTERS OF THE
EASTERN STAR INCARNATION OF INNANA,
ARTEMIS, ISIS, OR WHATEVER YOU WANT
TO CALL HER.  LET ME FURTHER STIPULATE
THAT YOU MAY EVEN HAVE SOME INTEREST
IN THAT OF YOUR VOTERS AND CITIZENS.

I WOUND UP IN YOUR STATE AFTER FLEEING
OREGON, WHERE IT IS ILLEGAL FOR ME TO
LIVE IN MY 1975 SCHOOL BUS, WHICH IS
BANNED BY LAW FROM ALL RV PARKS!

IT IS ALSO ILLEGAL THERE TO PARK ON THE
STREET, SO 24-HOUR POLICE HARRASSMENT
FINALLY CONVINCED ME TO LEAVE.  I FLED
THE COLD AND WOUND UP HERE, WHERE THERE
IS PLENTY OF HARRASSMENT, BUT IT IS NOT
MANDATED BY THE INFLEXIBITY OF LAW.

I NOW TRAVEL BY BICYCLE!

WONDERFUL PEOPLE HELPED ME APPLY FOR WELFARE!

I TRIED TO CALL THE WELFARE DEPARTMENT, BUT
WAS INSTANTLY PUT ON HOLD WITHOUT TALKING TO
ANYONE.  AFTER FOUR HOURS, THE LINE WENT DEAD.
I GOT THE IDEA: I DIDN’T BOTHER TO CALL BACK.

AFTER A FEW WEEKS, I GOT A LETTER SCHEDULING
ME FOR AN INITIAL INTERVIEW, BY PHONE.

WHEN THE GREAT DAY CAME. I WAS UP EARLY.
I EVEN CALLED FIVE MINUTES EARLY.
I WENT STRAIGHT TO HOLD, WITHOUT SPEAKING
TO ANYONE AT ALL. WHEN I FINALLY GOT TO
SPEAK TO SOMEONE, AFTER A GOOD HALF HOUR
OF WAITING, SHE EXPLAINED THAT SHE WAS NOT
A WORKER, WASN’T EVEN IN AN OFFICE, AND HER
ONLY FUNCTION WAS TO EMAIL MY WORKER THAT I
WAS AVAILABLE TO TALK, SO SHE COULD CALL ME
BACK FOR MY APPLICATION INTERVIEW.

I BEGGED FOR MY WORKER’S EMAIL ADDRESS, SO
I COULD EMAIL HER MYSELF, BUT WAS TOLD THAT
IT WAS ABSOLUTELY FORBIDDEN TO GIVE THAT
INFORMATION OUT.  WHEN I TALKED TO HER,
IF SHE WANTED TO, SHE COULD GIVE IT TO ME
HERSELF.

SO AFTER WEEKS OF WAITING, I GOT A LETTER!
AFTER ANOTHER FIVE DAYS OF WAITING, I MADE
A CALL.  AFTER A HALF HOUR OF WAITING ON
HOLD, I TALKED TO SOMEONE WHO SENT AN EMAIL
MESSAGE FOR ME.  I WAS TOLD MY WORKER WOULD
CONTACT ME WITHIN 45 MINUTES!  I DON’T HAVE
A FONE, AND WAS CALLING FROM A NEIGHBOR’S
SO I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW THE NUMBER FOR THEM TO
CALL BACK ON!

I WAS TOLD NOT TO WORRY, AS THEY ALREADY HAD
THE NUMBER!  WHAT A MARVEL OF EFFICIENCY THE
GOVERNMENT IS!  AMAZINGLY, MY WORKER, TRAPANI
KASI, CALLED WITHIN ABOUT TWO MINUTES!

BY HER VOICE, SHE IS A YOUNG WOMAN.
FROM WHAT SHE SAID, SHE IS INTELLIGENT
AND CIVIC MINDED, TRYING TO HELP.

SHE READ ME A FEW OF MY ANSWERS FROM THE
FORMS I HAD FILLED OUT, WHICH TOOK MAYBE A
MINUTE OR TWO, AND ASKED IF THAT WAS RIGHT.
I SAID “YES”.  THAT CONCLUDED MY APPLICATION
INTERVIEW!

I WAS ASTOUNDED AND OUTRAGED!
WE WASTED WEEKS OF MY TIME SO
I COULD SAY “YES”!  “YES,” SHE
AGREED; THAT’S HOW IT WORKS!

I TOLD HER THE WHOLE PROCESS WAS
COMPLETELY INSANE: THAT IT COULD
HAVE BEEN DONE WEEKS AGO IN TWO
MINUTES, WITHOUT ANY HUGE EXPENSE
AT ALL!  SHE AGREED WITH ME
COMPLETELY!  SHE SAID SHE HAS BEEN
SAYING THE EXACT SAME THING FOR A
LONG TIME AT THE OFFICE, BUT OF
COURSE, NO ONE LISTENS TO HER.

THAT’S HOW THEY HAVE ALWAYS DONE IT.
THAT’S HOW THEY PROBABLY ALWAYS WILL!

I ASKED FOR HER EMAIL ADDRESS.
SHE SAID IT WAS STRICKLY FORBIDDEN
TO GIVE THAT OUT, AND ANYWAY SHE
WOULD NOT BE MY CASE WORKER.  HER ONLY
FUNCTION WAS TO APPROVE MY APPLICATION,
AFTER WHICH SHE WOULD DISAPPEAR PERMANENTLY.

I ASKED WHY WE COULD NOT JUST DO IT
ALL BY EMAIL.  SHE SAID THAT WAS
FORBIDDEN BY REGULATION, BECAUSE IT
WAS NOT REALLY SECURE.

I POINTED OUT THAT THE FONE IS NOT
SECURE EITHER: FEW PEOPLE ON WELFARE
HAVE FULLY SECURED POINT-TO-POINT
FONE LINES PROTECTED BY ROBUST 128
BIT ENCRYPTION ALGORITHMS!  AGAIN
SHE COMPLETLELY AGREED WITH ME!

I FOUND HER THOROUGHLY DELIGHTFUL
TO TALK TO!  SHE AND I AGREED
COMPLETELY ON THE TOTAL STUPIDITY
AND INSANITY OF THE ENTIRE SYSTEM,
BUT OF COURSE NO ONE LISTENS TO HER!
SHE’S JUST A LOWLY COG IN A BIG MACHINE!

I ASKED WHAT I COULD DO TO CHANGE IT.
SHE SUGGESTED I WRITE TO THE GOVERNOR.
HENCE THIS LETTER.  I THINK SHE COULD
RUN THE ENTIRE WELFARE DEPARTMENT MUCH
BETTER THAN THE GOVERNOR DOES NOW,
MAYBE EVEN THE ENTIRE GOVERNOR’S OFFICE!

WHY NOT GIVE HER A SHOT?

KP

KP2012FEB19:  FINAL FANTASY!

I’M AN OLD MAN.  I’M 64 NOW, AND WILL BE 65
LATE THIS SPRING.  I WASN’T OLD UNTIL LAST YEAR,
BUT I SURE AM NOW!  EVEN 90-YEAR OLD LADIES
FEEL SORRY FOR ME NOW!  I NEED TO WRAP IT UP.

I’VE DONE SOME REALLY GOOD WORK THIS LIFETIME.
MY BEST IS PROBABLY THE UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUS
PRACTICE. IT’S ONLINE AT net-prophet.net AND
AT FACEBOOK: UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUS PRACTICE.

WITH IT I WAS ABLE TO TRANSFORM MYSELF FROM
A VERY BRIGHT BUT EXCEEDINGLY TORTURED AND
INTROVERTED PSYCHOTIC INTO A NOMINALLY
CHEERFUL HUMAN BEING AROUND TONE FIVE ON THE
TONE SCALE OR UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUS PLOT.

THEN, DUE TO VARIOUS ERRORS, MISCALCULATIONS,
AND OTHER CATASTROPHES, I CRASHED TO AROUND
T’ERROR [ABOUT ONE] ON THE TONE SCALE.  I AM
RECOVERING A BIT NOW, BUT THE DYING PROCESS
HAS OBVIOUSLY STARTED, AND IS FIRMLY ENTRENCHED.

AS THEY QUITE PROPERLY SAY:
“IT’S TOO LATE TO STOP NOW!”

SUBS [SIMPLE UNIVERSAL BUILDING SYSTEM]
IS A MINOR CONTRIBUTION ON MY PART.
I HAD GREAT HOPES FOR IT, BUT
IT HAS NOT TAKEN OFF YET.

LOOKING AT MY LIFE, MY YOUTH WAS MOSTLY A
HORROR SHOW OF TORTURE AND DEGRADATION.

I SURVIVED, JUST BARELY, AND GOT A PRIMO EDUCATION.
I HAD ONE ASTOUNDING RELATIONSHIP WHICH I FINALLY
DESTROYED THROUGH ABYSMAL IGNORANCE AND IDIOTIC ABUSE.

IN MY MIDDLE YEARS, I HAD ONE ASTONISHINGLY
BRILLIANT AND SUCCESSFUL RELATIONSHIP, WHICH
I PLAN TO SHARE.  IT STILL LIGHTS MY LIFE.

IN MY LATER YEARS, I HAVE AVERAGED A BIT BETTER.
I’VE MADE SOME CATASTROPHIC ERRORS, BUT DIDN’T
RUIN EVERYTHING FOR OTHERS THRU DELIBERATE BETRAYAL.

I ACTUALLY HAVE A FEW REAL FRIENDS, WHO
I TRUST AND FUNCTION WELL WITH.  AMONG THEM
WAS STEVEN RADO, WHO JUST DIED.  I’M REALLY
PROUD THAT I HELPED HIM ACTUALLY ACCOMPLISH
HIS PRIMARY PURPOSE IN LIFE, JUST IN TIME! I
EDITED HIS LAST BOOK: http://tinyurl.com/36zlw2k

HE IS BY FAR THE GREATEST PHYSICIST THAT
HAS EVER LIVED ON THIS PLANET, AND COULD
BE A HUGE INFLUENCE ON YOUR LIFE IF YOU
LET HIM WORK HIS MAGIC ON YOU!

I HAVE NO REGRETS ABOUT STEVEN, EXCEPT THAT
I COULDN’T SPEND MORE TIME WITH HE AND HIS
THOROUGHLY DELIGHTUL WIFE, ROCHELLE!

IF YOU HAVE *ANY* INTEREST IN PHYSICS, GET
HIS BOOK *NOW* AND READ IT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!

MY BEST HOPES FOR THE FUTURE CENTER ON MY FRIEND
PD AND HIS GIRLFRIEND K.  I HADN’T SEEN HIM FOR
AROUND 15 YEARS LATELY, BUT HE HAS BEEN FAMILY
FOR DECADES NOW.  I SPENT A COUPLE HOURS WITH
HIM AND K LATELY.  THAT WAS ENOUGH TO FALL
THOROUGHLY IN LOVE WITH HER!  I HOPE THEY HAVE
KIDS: I WANT HELP RAISE THEM.  MORE ON THAT LATER.

FIRST I WANT TO DISCUSS THE
GREATEST FAILURE IN MY LIFE:
HER NAME IS LAURIE MARIA AUBRECHT.
SHE AND I SHOULD HAVE HAD KIDS!

SHE WAS BORN IN THE VERY LATE 1940′S,
PROBABLY IN DALTON ILLINOIS.  HER
FATHER WAS GEORGE AUBRECHT WHO WAS BORN
MARCH 04, 1914, AND RESIDED AT
14927 STATE STREET
DOLTON, ILLINOIS 60419

SHE HAD A BROTHER NAMED GEORGE
WHO LIVED IN RALIEGH, NORTH CAROLINA.
SHE MARRIED DAVID R. KELLEY, AND FOR A
WHILE THEY LIVED IN BOLINAS CALIFORNIA.
DAVID IS NOW REMARRIED TO SOMEONE
HE HAS KIDS WITH, AND LIVES IN
PORTLAND OREGON. I SPOKE WITH
HIM RECENTLY AND HE HAS LOST TOUCH
WITH LAURIE. HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND
IN COLLEGE AND TAUGHT ME A LOT,
ESPECIALLY ABOUT MUSIC.

LAURIE WAS AN ASTONISHING FORCE OF NATURE!
THINK JULIE CHRISTY FROM “DARLING”, BUT BEAUTIFL AND
SEXY, NOT JUST YOUR AVERAGE MOVIE STAR SEX SYMBOL!

SHE WAS ONE OF THE VERY TOP MODELS IN CHICAGO,
AS WELL AS A MEMBER OF THE VERY EARLY “SECOND
CITY” THEATER COMPANY, WHERE SEVRIN DARDIN WAS ONE
OF HER FAVORITE PLAYMATES.  I THINK “LAURIE PAUL”
WAS HER STAGE NAME.  I WAS OBVIOUSLY NOT
THE ONLY ONE DAZZLED BY HER!  WHO WAS NOT?

SHE RAN A VERY SMALL PRIVATE ACTING WORKSHOP,
BY INVITATION ONLY FOR A FEW FRIENDS,
WHICH SHE NEVER EVEN CHARGED MONEY FOR!
I ATTENDED RELIGIOUSLY!  WHAT A TEACHER!

I HAD MY FIRST TELEPATHIC EXPERIENCE WITH HER!
IT WAS ONLY ONE SENTENCE: MAYBE TEN SECONDS!
SHE SPOKE ONLY NONSENSE WORDS, BUT I HEARD
THE PROPER MESSAGE VERY CLEARLY IN MY HEAD!
I WAS SUCH A CLUELESS DUNCE I DIDN’T EVEN
FOLLOW UP ON IT!  IT WAS MANY YEARS BEFORE
SOMEONE TELEPATHED ME AGAIN!

SHE WAS A GLORIOUS HUMAN BEING AND STARTED
THE SLOW AND EXCEEDINGLY DIFFICULT PROCESS
OF GETTING IN TOUCH WITH ME.  IT WAS TOUGH!

I WAS A PATHETIC CASE!  I WAS RIGID AND PREDICTABLE,
BUT SLOWLY LOOSENED UP A BIT.  I HAD ONE BREAKTHRU
SESSION I REMEMBER WHERE I DID SOMETHING THAT
ASTONISHED BOTH MYSELF AND THE OTHER PEOPLE PRESENT.
SEVERAL IMITATED ME, AND SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH ME.

I DON’T BLAME HER!  I WAS TRULY AMAZING THAT NIGHT!

SOMETIME LATER, SHE LEFT DAVE AT HOME,
DROVE INTO TOWN, AND MADE LOVE TO ME.

IT WAS BY FAR THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!

I WAS A TORTURED, DESPERATE, UNHAPPY, INTROVERTED
TWENTY-ONE YEAR OLD VIRGIN, SELF-CONSCIOUS AND
ABYSMALLY AWKWARD, WITH A PERFECT TRACK RECORD
OF STUPID UNHAPPY ENCOUNTERS WITH GIRLS.

SHE WAS A VASTLY SELF-ASSURED COSMOPOLITAN
MARRIED WOMAN, WITH *HUGE* ARTISTIC AND
COMMERCIAL CREDENTIALS AND SUCCESS!

SHE WAS MY PERFECT FANTASY!  SHE OBVIOUSLY
AND INCONTROVERTIBLY LOVED ME!  WOW!  MY
BEST DREAM HAD ACTUALLY COME TRUE AT LAST!

THAT SHATTERED MY FIRM BELIEF THAT I WAS COMPLETELY UNLOVABLE!
IT TOOK A LONG TIME, BUT PLANTED THE FIRST SEED OF THE
THOUGHT THAT I MIGHT EVEN BE ABLE TO LOVE MYSELF!

I’D DATE THE START OF MY SELF-RECOVERY FROM THAT MAGIC DAY!

BUT IT WAS ALSO THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE!

SHE WANTED TO MOVE IN WITH ME!

THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MY IDEAL FANTASY, IF I HADN’T BEEN
SO INSANELY STUPID AND PSYCHOTIC!  BUT I WAS CONFUSED,
GUILTY, MORONIC AND CRIMINAL.  I THOUOGHT SHE WAS MUCH
TOO GOOD TO LIVE WITH MY FAT STUPID SLOVENLY ROOMMATE,
AND SECRETLY, PROBABLY WITH ME TOO.

SO I TURNED HER DOWN.

EVEN TODAY, I FIND IT EXTREMELY HARD
TO BELIEVE I WAS SO STUPID AND CRIMINAL!

I’M STILL ASHAMED OF THAT!

I DESTROYED TWO LIVES THAT DAY!

IT WAS DEFINITELY THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE,
AND ABSOLUTELY THE WORST ONE TOO!
I’VE BEEN PAYING FOR IT EVER SINCE!

SHE AND DAVID SPLIT UP A FEW YEARS LATER.
SHE HAS NO KIDS.  NEITHER DO I.  I FUCKED UP BAD!
NO WOMAN I EVER KNEW HAD MORE TO OFFER KIDS!
SHE WANTED ONE BAD, AND WAS READY RIGHT THEN!

I SCREWED UP *REALLY* BAD!

SHE PUT ME ON THE ROAD TO RECOVERY!
IN MANY WAYS, SHE WAS LIKE A MOTHER
TO ME, BUT FAR BETTER THAN MY OWN!

UNFORTUNATELY, IT WAS TOO LATE FOR HER!
SHE NEEDED SOMEONE RIGHT THEN, AND IT
TOOK ME ABOUT 20 MORE YEARS TO GET SANE
ENOUGH TO BE AN ASSET IN A RELATIONSHIP!

WE BOTH PAID AN UGLY PRICE:
SHE’S AN OLD LADY NOW, AND
I’M A SICK FEEBLE OLD MAN!

THE TIME FOR SEX, PASSION AND
BABIES IS GONE FOR BOTH OF US.

BUT LOVE NEVER GOES OUT OF STYLE!
I REALLY LOVED MY DOGS, AND I NEVER
HAD SEX WITH THEM EVEN ONCE, THOUGH
I REGULARLY SLEPT WITH ONE OF THEM.

I WANTED TO GET TOGETHER WITH LAURIE FOR
MANY YEARS.  I TRIED SEVERAL TIMES, BUT
COULDN’T EVER WORK IT OUT.

I TRIED TO WRITE SOME YEARS AGO!
I FINALLY TRACKED DOWN ONE OF HER
BROTHERS, AND WROTE TO HIM.  SADLY,
HE SAID SHE DIDN’T WANT TO TALK TO ME.
NOW HE’S NOT THERE ANY MORE.
MAYBE HE’S ALREADY DEAD?

I GET THE IDEA SHE HAD SOME *HUGE* SHIFT
IN HER LIFE, LIKE JOINING A MONASTARY, BUT
NEVER HEARD ANY SPECIFIC DETAILS.  THEY SAID
HER LIFE HAD TAKEN A SURPRISING TURN.  SHE WAS
INTO SOME EASTERN PRACTICE FOR A WHILE EARLY
ON, BUT I NEVER FOUND OUT JUST WHICH.  I CAN
UNDERSTAND WHY SHE WOULDN’T WANT TO TALK
TO ME: I WAS A PSYCHOTIC ASSHOLE USER WHEN
SHE KNEW ME.  I THOROUGHLY MESSED UP HER
LIFE, AS WELL AS MY OWN PATHETIC ONE!

WHY WOULD SHE WANT TO TALK TO ME?

I WOULDN’T WANT TO BE THE GUY SHE REMEMBERS!

I HATED MYSELF WHEN I WAS!

I’D LIKE TO SHOW HER THAT I’M NOT
THE SAME OLD ASSHOLE SHE ONCE NEW.
THE GUY SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH IS
STILL THERE, BUT NOT COMPLETELY CAUGHT
UP IN THE SAME INSANE THOUGHTLESS SELF-
CENTERED CRIMINAL HABITS HE ONCE WAS.

I’VE ACTUALLY ACHIEVED SOME OF MY POTENTIAL!
I HAVEN’T MADE IT TO ENLIGHTENMENT, BUT I’VE
CRAWLED ABOUT HALF WAY OUT OF THE MUD, AND
I’VE HELPED SOME OTHER PEOPLE TOO.

APPARENTLY I HAVE AT LEAST PARTIALLY DUPLICATED
THE WORK OF EASTERN MYSTICS LIKE NISARGADATTA
AND HIS DISCIPLE “SAILOR BOB”, WHO CLAIM TO HAVE
ACHIEVED TOTAL ENLIGHTENMENT.  I AM CERTAINLY VERY
FAR FROM THERE, BUT I BELIEVE THEY HAVE MADE IT.

MY GREATEST SUCCESS WAS “CAPTAIN FRANK”
HE WORKED HIS WAY SLOWLY UP THE TONE SCALE
WITH UCP, CHECKING IN WITH ME EVERY FEW MONTHS!

I WAS CLOSE TO TONE FOUR OR FIVE AT THE TIME,
AND USED TO BEING HIGHER THAN THE UCPEONS I
WAS TEACHING.  WHEN HE GOT UP TO AROUND
EIGHT OR TEN, IT WAS A COMPLETELY NEW
EXPERIENCE FOR ME.  ON ONE HAND I WAS
COMPLETELY EXHILARATED THAT HE HAD USED
MY DISCOVERY AND TECHNOLOGY TO REMAKE
HISELF IN HIS OWN IMAGE.  ON THE OTHER HAND,
I JUST COULDN’T DUPLICATE WHERE HE WAS AT NOW.

I COULD SEE THAT HE WAS MUCH MORE AWARE THAN I WAS
THEN, BUT I JUST COULDN’T KEEP UP WITH HIM AT ALL.
THAT WAS GOOD FOR MY EGO IN SOME WAYS, AND
ABSOLUTELY DEVASTATING IN OTHERS.

HE CRAWLED UP THE TONE SCALE, THROUGH, 10, 15
AND EVEN 20!  WOW!  HE WAS MUCH HIGHER THAN
ANYONE I HAD EVER KNOWN!  FINALLY HE COMPLETELY
LOST INTEREST IN BOTH THE PAST AND THE FUTURE!
HE WAS NOT INTERESTED IN ANYTHING BUT THE *NOW*!

I GUESSED HE WAS AROUND TONE 23, BUT I FORGET
WHY NOW.  THAT’S THE END PHENONEMENON OF UCP!
HE QUIT DOING IT, AND I LOST TOUCH WITH HIM
FOR A WHILE.  THEN HE WROTE AGAIN, SAYING THAT
HE HAD FINALLY ACHIEVED FULL ENLIGHTENMENT,
WHILE LISTENING TO A SAILOR BOB TAPE!

WOW!  UCP DIDN’T QUITE GET HIM ALL THE WAY THERE!
THERE WAS STILL A LITTLE SOMETHING MISSING!  BUT
WHATEVER IT WAS WAS SUPPLIED BY THAT SAILOR BOB
TAPE, SO HE MUST HAVE BEEN *REALLY CLOSE* ALREADY!

HE FIGURED IT TOOK HIM AROUND 800 OR 900 HOURS,
PLUS THE SAILOR BOB TAPE OF COURSE.

THAT’S MY BIGGEST WIN SO FAR WITH UCP!

THAT’S MY BEST FANTASY OF WHAT I COULD DO FOR LAURIE!

IT’S TOO LATE FOR MY FANTASIES OF PASSION, SEX AND BABIES.
BUT MAYBE I COULD STILL BE USEFUL TO HER!  MAYBE WE COULD
BOTH BECOME THE PEOPLE WE WOULD MOST LIKE TO BE?

I DON’T HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO!
I’D LOVE TO SEE LAURIE IN A NEWLY RELEASED
FEATURE FILM, PORTRAYING HER OWN ENLIGHTENMENT!
SHE’S ONE OF THE MOST DAZZLING AND HYPNOTIC
PEOPLE I’VE EVER SEEN!  SHE IS DEFINITELY
THE MOST IMPORTANT PERS

MAYBE PD AND K WILL HAVE A KID OR KIDS.
MAYBE WE COULD HELP RAISE THEM.  THEY
WOULD NOT BE MINE OR OURS, BUT THEY
COULD STILL BE OUR FAMILY!  I KNOW
SOMEONE ELSE [SC],WHO MIGHT FIT IN
REALLY WELL WITH THAT POTENTIAL GROUP.

I’D AT LEAST LIKE TO TALK TO
LAURIE ABOUT THESE POSSIBILITIES!
I HAVEN’T SEEN OR TALKED TO HER
IN ABOUT FORTY YEARS NOW, BUT SHE
IS STILL ON MY MIND.  THAT’S THE
KIND OF SPIRITUAL POWER SHE HAS!

IT’S TOO MUCH FOR ME TO BEG FORGIVENESS,
AS THAT WOULD BE AN OUTRAGEOUS PRESUMPTION,
BUT I COULD AT LEAST APOLOGIZE SINCERELY!

MAYBE WE COULD DO IT RIGHT NEXT LIFETIME?

THAT’S SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO!

KP

KP2012FEB10: END GAME!

WRITING THE OBITUARY FOR MY DEAR FRIEND,
TEACHER AND MENTOR, STEVEN RADO, YESTERDAY
WAS A VERY BITTER PILL TO SWALLOW!

UNTIL ABOUT A YEAR AGO, I WAS PRETTY HEALTHY,
HAPPY, COMPETENT, AND CONFIDENT.  I HAD MY
BUS TO LIVE IN, AS WELL AS LOTS OF POSSESSIONS:
A ROBUST WORK VAN, PLUS ASSORTED TRAILERS,
INCLUDING FOOD STORAGE, HOT TUB, AND CAR HAULER.
I HAD *SCADS* OF TOOLS, INCLUDING A COMPLETE
WOODWORKING SHOP WHICH INCLUDED A COMPLETE
FACTORY FOR BUILDING SUBS PANELS.  I EVEN HAD
A SMALL BUT COMPLETE PREFABRICATED SUBS BUILDING
READY TO PUT UP WHEREVER!  I HAD *LOTS* OF HAND
TOOLS, AS WELL AS LOTS OF BODYWORK EQUIPMENT.
I HAD A VERY COMPLETE OUTDOOR KITCHEN, AS
WELL AS HUGE PILES OF NIFTY CLOTHING.

I WAS REALLY SET UP TO OPERATE!

I HAD TWO FANTASTIC DOGS, WHO HAD BEEN WITH
ME FOR TEN YEARS AND I LOVED ENORMOUSLY!

I HAD NO WOMEN AND NO KIDS, BUT AN
EXTREMELY LOVING FAMILY NEVERTHELESS!

NOW IT’S ALL GONE BUT THE BUS.

THE CRASH STARTED LAST JANUARY WHEN MY HERNIA
STARTED SLOWLY BUT INEXORABLY APPEARING.

WHAT’S THIS BULLSHIT?  OH SHIT!

THE WORST PART WAS THAT MY COCK DIED
WHEN MY HERNIA APPEARED!  WHAT A NIGHTMARE!

BUT I WAS STILL WORKING OUT EVERY MORNING ON
THE TRAMPOLINE, AND I WAS STILL FANTASTICALLY FIT!
AT THE END OF MY WORKOUT, MY PULSE WAS USUALLY IN
THE 60′S OR 70′S.  SOMETIMES IT SOARED TO THE 80′S
OR 90′S, WHICH IS STILL EXCELLLENT, BUT SOMETIMES
IT WAS IN THE 50′S OR 40′S, WHICH IS FANTASTIC!

I WAS STILL A *SUPER-FIT* HARD-BODY ROUSTABOUT!

IN JUNE THAT STARTED TO CHANGE, AS MY SUPER-
HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE [240 TO 260 FOR MANY YEARS,
WITH PEAKS TO 285] STARTED TO CATCH UP WITH ME.

I WAS STILL WORKING OUT ENTHUSIASTICALLY, BUT
A COUPLE HOURS AFTER MY AM WORKOUT, I STARTED
TO GET *REALLY* TIRED.  I’D WALK 100 FEET TO
THE MAIL BOX, AND HAVE TO SIT DOWN AND REST
THREE TIMES ON THE WAY!  WHAT THE FUCK?

THEN IT GOT *REALLY HARD* TO WORK OUT AT ALL!

ONE DAY IT TOOK SUPER-HUMAN EFFORT JUST TO
FINISH MY NORMALLY *EASY* 20 MINUTE WORKOUT!

THE NEXT DAY, I DIDN’T KNOW IF I COULD DO IT,
BUT I DECIDED TO TRY ANYWAY.  IN 3 MINUTES,
I COLLAPSED IN A HEAP ON THE TRAMPOLINE!
I WAS AFRAID THAT I WAS DYING. LATER THAT DAY,
I GOT A RIDE TO THE HOSPITAL FROM MY LANDLORDS.
THE HOSPITAL DECIDED NOT TO ADMIT ME, BUT SOME
PSYCHOTIC FITS FROM KATHY CHANGED THEIR MIND!  \
THAT’S THE ONE THING SHE’S *REALLY* GOOD AT!

IT PROBABLY SAVED MY LIFE!

THE HOSPITAL’S ASSESSMENT WAS: “END STAGE
CONGESTIVE HEART FAILURE”.  SOUNDS REALLY
GRIM: IT IS!  IT LEAST I’M STILL BREATHING!
THAT COUNTS FOR A LOT, EVEN WHEN THE CHIPS
ARE OTHERWISE BADLY DOWN!  I’VE SEEN IT BEFORE!

AFTER THE HOSPITAL THREW ME OUT, I HAD A
BRIEF PERIOD OF RELATIVE CALM.  I WAS
HORRIBLY WEAK: AFTER WALKING [VERY SLOWLY]
ABOUT 100 STEPS TO THE TOILET, I WOULD
BE EXHAUSTED AND PANTING.

AT LEAST I STILL HAD MY KITCHEN AND MY
LOVING DOGS!  THAT WAS SOON TO CHANGE!

KATHY SMITH, MY ACTUAL LANDLORD, INVITED
“BOB AND MELODY” TO VISIT THE FARM, AS THEY
NEEDED A PLACE TO STAY, AND OSTENSIBLY TO
“HELP CARE FOR ME”.  I DIDN’T FEEL ANY NEED
FOR SOMEONE TO CARE FOR ME, BUT OF COURSE
KATHY INSISTED I WAS POWERLESS TO DO
ANYTHING FOR MYSELF, AND INCOMPETENT TOO.

MELODY WAS MOST INNOCUOUS, COMPLAINING ABOUT
YOU TO OTHERS, WITHOUT EVER TALKING TO YOU
ABOUT WHAT SHE WANTED.  BOB, ON THE OTHER
HAND, IS A LOUD, ARROGANT, PUSHY ASSHOLE WITH
A PROPENSITY TO VIOLENCE, WHO TAKES MEDICATION
TO CALM HIS PANIC ATTACKS.  HE’S NEVER PULLED
IT ON ME, BUT ERV DINGER [KATHY'S COMMON-LAW
HUSBAND] TOLD ME HE WAS CONCERNED ABOUT THE
GUN BOB CONSTANTLY TRAVELS WITH, AND HIS
PROPENSITY TO VIOLENCE. BOB TOLD PEOPLE THAT
I WAS A CLUELESS ASSHOLE ABOUT COMPUTERS, SINCE
I DIDN’T EVEN USE MICROSOFT WINDOWS.  HE KNOWS!

HE’S A DIABETIC, WHO PAYS NO ATTENTION TO WHAT
HE EATS, AND SUFFERS CONSTANT PROBLEMS THEREBY.
HE’S NOT EXACTLY SOMEONE I WANT FOR A FRIEND!

BOB AND MELODY HAD FOUR LITTLE MINI-DOGS, ABOUT
TWENTY POUNDS [CAT SIZE].  THEY ARE ALL OLD, SOME
PAST 12 AND HAVE VARIOUS GENETIC DEFICIENCIES.
SOME HAVE LOST ALL THEIR TEETH, AND CAN’T EVEN
EAT NORMAL DOG FOOD, BUT GET HAND-FED SPECIAL
MUSH THAT THEY CAN GUM.  THEY ARE ALSO HIGHLY
PSYCHOTIC, AND CONSTITUTE A VOCAL CIRCUS OF
NON-STOP THREATS TO ANYONE AND EVERYTHING.

OF COURSE, THEY ARE JUST BLUSTER!  THEY ARE TOO
SMALL TO DO ANY REAL HARM, PLUS THEY ARE OLD AND
FEEBLE AND MOSTLY DON’T HAVE ANY TEETH.
NEVERTHELESS, BOB AND MELODY FIND THEM ABSOLUTELY
*ADORABLE*, AND DOTE ON THEM LIKE PROUD PARENTS:
THEY FIND THE NON-STOP THREATS TO EVERYONE
AND EVERYTHING POSITIVELY AMUSING, AND ABSOLUTE
PROOF OF “IRRESISTABLE CUTENESS”.

SO BOB DRIVES HIS TRUCK ONTO THE FARM AT THE
EXTREME RIGHT HAND SIDE, NEXT TO THE FENCE,
AND FAR ONTO THE PROPERTY, CLOSE TO MY BUS.

THIS PUTS HIM SQUARE IN THE MIDDLE OF MY DOG
AGGIE’S TERRITORY.  IF HE STAYED TO THE CENTER
OR LEFT OF THE DRIVE WAY, SHE WOULDN’T BE ABLE
TO COME NEAR HIS TRUCK, AS SHE’S ALWAYS ON A
STOUT STEEL LEASH.

HAVING DECISIVELY INVADED HER SPACE, HE LEAVES HIS
TRUCK THERE, WITH THE WINDOWS ROLLED DOWN COMPLETELY,
AND TWO HIGHLY PSYCHOTIC DOGS FRANTICALLY BARKING
NON-STOP THREATS AT ANYONE AND EVERYTHING AROUND.

OBNOXIOUS OWNER, OBNOXIOUS DOGS!

THAT WAS PERFECTLY FINE WITH BOB,
WHO SAW NOTHING AT ALL TO CRITICIZE.

AGGIE WAS QUITE CALM FOR SOME TIME.
I TRIED TO CALM DOWN BOB’S PSYCHOTICS,
GIVING THEM A PET AND A HAND TO SNIFF.
THEY WOULD BE QUIET FOR FEW SECONDS OF
ATTENTION, AND THEN GO RIGHT BACK TO
THEIR HYSTERICAL VOCAL THREATS.

LILLY, BOB’S FEEBLE GERIATIC CASE, WAS
LEANING AS FAR OUT OF THE WINDOW AS POSSIBLE
FOR HER THREATS, LESS THAN TWO FEET FROM AGGIE.

EVENTUALLY, AGGIE TIRED OF THIS DOG-STYLE OUTRAGE.
SHE LEAPED IN THE AIR, GRABBED LILLY BY THE THROAT,
AND THREW HER DOWN ON THE GROUND ON HER BACK.

IF SHE HAD WANTED TO HARM LILLY, SHE WOULD HAVE
BEEN HEADLESS AND DEAD BEFORE SHE HIT THE GROUND.
BUT AGGIE WAS *NOT* TRYING TO HARM HER AT ALL, SHE
JUST WANTED THE STUPID BITCH TO SHUT THE FUCK UP.

BUT LILLY WAS THE QUINTESSENTIALLY CLUELESS BITCH!
SHE COULDN’T EVEN FIGURE OUT THAT YOU DON’T WANT TO
*INSIST* ON FIGHTS WITH YOUNGER, ACTIVE, PHYSICAL,
GUARD DOGS WHO TAKE THEIR JOBS SERIOUSLY.

AGGIE WEIGHED 70 OR 80 POUNDS MAX.  I’VE SEEN HER
FACE UP TO A 120 POUND ROTTWEILER, WITHOUT GIVING
AN INCH.  EVENTUALLY, THE ROTTWEILER WISELY DECIDED
NOT TO MAKE AN ISSUE ABOUT IT.  NO HARM, NO FOUL!

IF YOU PUT MOST DOGS ON THEIR BACK ON THE GROUND,
WITH SHARP TEETH ON THEIR THROAT, THEY REALIZE THEY
ARE 1/10 OF A SECOND FROM DEATH.  THEY USUALLLY SHUT
UP EXTREMELY QUICKLY!  THEY MAY EVEN START WIMPERING
FRANTICALLY [NOT SUCH A TERRIBLY BAD IDEA]!

BUT LILLY WAS NOT THAT BRIGHT!
SHE DIDN’T SEEM TO UNDERSTAND THAT
THERE HAD JUST BEEN A FIGHT, MUCH
LESS THAT SHE HAD DECISIVELY LOST!

SHE WASN’T QUIET AT ALL!
IF ANYTHING, SHE INCREASED THE FEROCITY
AND INTENSITY OF THREATS TOWARDS AGGIE,
WHO COULD KILL HER INSTANTLY AT ANY TIME.

SHE DECISIVELY REDEFINED THE PHRASE “DUMB DOG”!

I SAW THE WHOLE INCIDENT FROM FIVE FEET AWAY,
AND I WAS WORRIED ABOUT BOB HAVING A HEART ATTACK.
I WAS SCREAMING AT AGGIE TO LET GO, AND PUNCHING
HER IN THE FACE WITH MY FIST.  IT TOOK ME 10 OR
15 SECONDS TO MAKE HER LET GO, BY WHICH TIME
MELODY WAS INVOLVED TOO.  LILLY SEEMED INTACT,
WITH NO VISIBLE CUTS OR BLEEDING.  I WAS RELIEVED!

THEN BOB APPEARED AND STARTED SCREAMING ABOUT
KILLING AGGIE.  “SHE SHOULD BE PUT TO SLEEP!”
HE DIDN’T SEEM TO HAVE ANY CONCERN AT ALL ABOUT
HIS DOG LILLY: HE JUST WANTED TO KILL AGGIE.

WHAT A GREAT NEIGHBOR AND ICONIC CAREGIVER!

I FORGOT ABOUT BOB AND MELODY FOR A LIITTLE WHILE,
I THOGHT THEY WERE IN THEIR NORMAL CAMPING SPOT.
WHEN I LOOKED THERE, THEY WERE ALL GONE.  WHATEVER!
THE NEXT DAY I HEARD FROM ERV AND KATHY THAT LILLY
WAS IN TROUBLE, AND THEN THAT SHE HAD DIED.
HER JAW HAD BEEN BROKEN.  SHE MAY EVEN HAVE DONE THAT
TO HERSELF BY BARKING HYSTERICALLY WHILE BEING HELD DOWN.
IT’S OBVIOUS SHE WAS ALREADY SUFFERING FROM SEVERE OSTEOPOROSIS.
ANCIENT, SICK, CRIPPLED, PHYCHOTIC DOGS SHOULD NOT PICK FIGHTS!
ARROGANT, RUDE AND INDIFFERENT OWNERS SHOULD PROETECT THEIR
PRECIOUS PETS MUCH BETTER THAN THAT.

THINGS WERE QUIET FOR A WEEK OR SO, UNTIL AN OFFICER
FROM THE POUND SHOWED UP TO SEIZE AGGIE FOR QUARANTINE.
I LIKED HER AND HER ATTITUDE, THOUGH NOT HER MISSION,
AND I WOULDN’T SIGN PERMISSION FOR HER TO SEIZE AGGIE.
SHE TOOK AGGIE AWAY.  A WEEK LATER SHE EVEN BROUGHT HER
BACK AGAIN!  AGGIE WAS GLAD TO BE BACK, BUT LATER THAT
DAY I REALIZED SHE WAS SICK.  WHEN I FINALLY GOT HOLD OF
THE OFFICER, SHE SAID THAT WASN’T A REACTION TO THE
VACCINE SHE WAS GIVEN, IT WAS JUST “KENNEL COUGH”.
SHE MADE IT SOUND HARMLESS, AND DIDN’T EVEN WARN ME
ABOUT THE OBVIOUS THREAT IT PRESENTED TO XENA.

GREAT! YOU SEIZE MY DOG TO MAKE SURE SHE IS HEALTHY,
AND THEN BRING HER BACK SICK.   AGGIE EVENTUALLY
RECOVERED, BUT ZENA GOT DEATHLY ILL, AND THEN DIED.

2011 WAS *NOT* A GOOD YEAR, AND KEPT GETTING WORSE

THEN MY ELECTRICITY WAS TURNED OFF TO THE BUS, AND I
WAS VIOLENTLY FORBIDDEN FROM COOKING IN MY KITCHEN.
I WAS TOLD THAT MY LANDLORDS WERE LIABLE FOR $10,000 FINES
FOR BUILDING CODE VIOLATIONS, AND THEY *HAD* TO TURN
OFF THE ELECTRICITY.  THIS MEANT IT WOULD BE HIGHLY
ILLEGAL FOR *ANYONE* TO LIVE AT THE FARM, WHICH
WOULD THEN HAVE NO ELECTRICITY OR WATER AT ALL.

I STAYED IN THE HOUSE FOR A COUPLE OF WEEKS, WHILE
FORBIDDEN TO COOK IN THE KITCHEN, AND THEN I WAS FORCED
INTO A NURSING HOME “FOR MY OWN GOOD”.  ERV SHRIEKED
AT ME THAT I WAS BEING EVICTED, AND EVERYTHING I USED
TO OWN NOW BELONGED TO HIM, [BECAUSE THE LYING PSYCHOTIC
TIM LANDY FROM ADULT PROTECTIVE SERVICES HAD GIVEN IT
TO HIM]!  IT WAS NOT EXPLAINED TO ME HOW TIM LANDRY HAD
ACQUIRED ANY TITLE OR RIGHTS TO IT AT ALL.  APPARENTLY,
ERV SAW A GREAT OPPORTUNITY FOR THEFT, AND THOUGHT THAT
HE COULD GET AWAY WITH IT. HE APPARENTLY THOUGHT I WOULD
BE DEAD SOON, AND UNABLE TO PROTEST.  HAPPILY, IT NOW
APPEARS THAT HE WILL BE DEAD LONG BEFORE ME.  HE RICHLY
DESERVES HIS LOOMING LONG SLOW PAINFUL DEATH.

I WAS PREOCCUPIED WITH FIGHTING FOR MY OWN LIFE,
WHICH WAS HIGHLY THREATENED AND UNCERTAIN, AND
WAS DISCONNECTED AND BAMBOOZLED BY ALL THE BULLSHIT.

SKIPPING AHEAD TO NOW, I HAVE A NEW PLACE TO LIVE THRU
THE GENEROSITY OF VICKY.  I HAVE THE BRILLIANT LEGACY
OF STEVEN RADO TO PROMOTE AND TEACH. I HAVE SUBS TO
DEMONSTRATE AND USE.  I HAVE UCP TO HELP REBUILD
PEOPLE AND LIVES.  AND I HAVE ANOTHER HOT PROJECT I’VE BEEN
WORKING ON THAT I SHOULD FINISH UP IN A COUPLE MONTHS.

I’VE REALLY FUCKED UP SOME *MAJOR* THINGS IN MY LIFE.
I’VE REALLY SCREWED UP THE LIFE OF ONE OF MY *VERY*
FAVORITE PEOPLE, AND IT’S MUCH TOO LATE TO REPAIR NOW.

I’M LEFT WITH NO WOMEN AND NO CHILDREN, WHICH IS A
MAJOR SADNESS AND DEFEAT FOR ME, AND SOMEONE ELSE TOO.

ON THE OTHER HAND, I HAVE DONE
*SOME* THINGS *REALLY* RIGHT, IN
SPITE OF MY *EXTREMELY* PSYCHOTIC START!

I NEED TO FINISH UP THOSE THINGS AS WELL AS POSSIBLE!

MAYBE I CAN DO WOMEN AND CHILDREN RIGHT NEXT LIFETIME?

KP