Trolls! Disinformation trolls! Do-it-yourself space exploration google results are pathetic

September 24, 2017

I’m stuck at work, typing on my phone, so I can’t do a real research project. The google result I found was the equivalent of childhood craft projects, except for adults. I’m talking about a REAL, start-to-finish project of launching some sort of object into space, albeit something small and cheap. Somehow, people know this is taboo. We – damn it, no time to write


Birds singing with bell-like tones

September 24, 2017

This is the second time I heard this here in the woods. This morning some bird was singing an extremely unusual song that sounded electromechanical, like a synthesizer. It had bell-like tones, and chirps that were like the sound of a radio being tuned. It seriously sounded like a robot bird, but the sound was beautiful. Some blue jays were with it. I tried to see it, and I figures it could only be a mockingbird, but why were there at least two blue jays following it, talking to it? It did look like it could possibly be a mockingbird, but I couldn’t see well enough. It also, or someone, made raven-like caws, but quieter than real ravens. Ravens also sometimes make very weird sounds, including bell tones, very, very weird and not what you would expect. But this morning it was a long, complex, beautiful song, and the two jays followed it like either they were mating, attacking, or just talking.

ugh, I’m sick because I’m sick

September 24, 2017

I didn’t know last night if I was just really tired and had a headache for no reason or something. But this morning I’m actually blowing my nose. I have some disease for real. I’m going in to work at 5 and hope I don’t have to keep blowing my nose.

I’m typing on my phone. This is gonna be short. I need a new computer that’s able to do the database program. I got a Schaum’s outline of databases but wasn’t able to get the database program. That was a few months ago. The book is in storage. I love Schaum’s Outlines.

I also want to finish doing the online video series from Preston Pysh (or something) about how to invest money like Warren Buffett. I’ll need satellite internet somehow, unless I can convince the campground to fix their wifi so it actually works. It’s like they just merely need to push the button and restart the router. It doesn’t work at all even close to the house that I think it comes from.

I also want a hand held harp. The one I like on youtube came up under “hand harp” as the search. It was a woman who looked Amish and the harp came from Praiseworthy Harps. I would busk with a harp, making sure not to quit the day job.

Caffeine pill isn’t curing my disease yet. How am I going to get to work like this? I hate it when I take a caffeine pill and absolutely nothing happens.

Dunkirk – Why was this historical event highlighted for us?

September 24, 2017

I’m going to walk off the sidewalk while typing this. I’m going home, sick, tired, and with a horrible headache.

I wondered why the evacuation at Dunkirk was brought to our attention just now. Apparently the Anshar are also evacuating. I had said that I perceived the absence of benevolent helpers for months now. Now I read they’re evacuating. I’m very skeptical about the solar flash and I also distrust pretty much everyone who claims to be communicating telepathically. So I made Anaya to imagine what my ideal people should do.

I need to watch Dunkirk again. I need sage smudges. I need my days off. I need to move into my RV. My head is killing me and I’m sick.

Typing Cillian Murphy ISFP (considering INFP); an extremely long rant about racism (trying to argue against it) because I have my laptop back and I can sit for hours typing a blog again; organic foods won’t sell unless they’re unavoidable

September 22, 2017

2:17 PM 9/22/2017

I’ve decided he’s ISFP, but I don’t know how to prove it, and I could be wrong.

I have my netbook back, so I can sit in the tent and type a long blog on it, and don’t have to keep sending little small blogs, but I have to be patient enough to wait until I can go someplace and get online. Sometimes I feel like I need to send the blog right away, in which case I have to use my phone.

I watched ‘Dunkirk’ the other day. And once again I saw the guy from Inception. It was the guy whose dream they were invading. I had never seen him before Inception. He has the most beautiful eyes. It’s not just the eyes themselves. They’re a very bright blue, and also very large, and deep set, with large eyelids, and very well structured bones. Weston Price would have pointed at his face and said, ‘This is how people are supposed to look.’ I don’t know what his parents did to help him grow with such perfectly formed bones. But he is an example of what people’s faces look like when they don’t have Weston Price deformities.

In Inception, he played a guy who was being sort of taken advantage of or manipulated, someone who was being wronged. And in Dunkirk, he is something similar – a shellshocked guy who is terrified of going back into a war zone, who gets into a fight as he is freaking out. Someone online said that he tends to play characters who have some emotional trauma in their background. That fits with Inception too – the disappointed father. He’s been wronged by someone in the past.

I don’t think he’s an INFP. He seems very down to earth, and never says anything that sounds whimsical, quirky, or imaginative. He’s very realistic and matter of fact. He also doesn’t express emotions in the way that INFPs do. He’s more like the people I know as my coworkers, many of whom are ISFPs. He very strongly reminds me of Kenny, a McD coworker, who I originally thought was ESFP, but ‘they’ said he was an I, not an E. And he himself told me he was more introverted, when I talked about this with him once.

I’m in the tent right now. Aunt Jean sent me a message saying they would help me move into my RV. I have to tell her that she may or may not be able to help – it depends on the timing of things. She says someone will be there, some visitor. It’s not merely that I don’t have a ride. I wasn’t ready. I needed to set up my scooter and charge it for 12 hours before it could be used. That’s the initial battery charge. I suspect I will also be adding new batteries later on, separate batteries that I have to link up to it. That’ll go along with my solar panels projects.

I can’t leave until I’m ready to go to the RV every single day to take care of Jacob. If I can’t reliably get back and forth to the RV every day, then I’m not ready to be living in it. That’s why I’ve stayed in the tent. I’m waiting till I get my days off that I requested, which is when I’ll be able to do the move, overnight.

I have experimented with short term fasting. I call it a ‘for now’ fast. I want to think of simple English words that aren’t based on Latin. Why is ‘fornow’ different from ‘intermittent?’ It’s only for now, not for ever, not for always. If it was in the past, it was forthen. Why is it in-ter-mit-tent? What do all those fragments mean?

I was reading about the speed of languages and their information density, because I was attempting to google ‘Asian brains are faster’ and ‘Asians talk at a higher speed’ and things like that, but you can’t google those things – they get you these anti-racist web pages where they do everything they can to argue that there are absolutely no differences between the physical bodies of the races whatsoever. The only things you can find on google are saying that the languages themselves are the cause of slowness or fastness. That’s not true – Asians have a faster reaction time during conversation even when they’re speaking English. They’re acknowledging things you haven’t even said yet, and moving on. This happens all the time, every day, when I am serving them as customers at the counter at work. I haven’t even said ‘Thank you, have a good day’ and they’re already responding to that sentence and walking off.

Meanwhile, the Africans take five minutes to merely pull the money out of their wallet, count out the dollar bills, decide whether they want to break a twenty, decide that they don’t want to break a twenty, so they decide they’re gonna go out to their car to get fifteen cents so they can give me two dollars and exact change so they can avoid breaking a twenty. I’m not even kidding! I wish I were kidding! They will go out to the car to get fifteen cents while we’re in the middle of a transaction, leaving it all sitting on my counter so that no other customers are able to come up and finish, even if there is a line.

If it isn’t that, then it’s them putting down a few items on my counter in front of me, then suddenly deciding they want to walk around the store and get a couple more things. Or they buy a couple things, and then after they get their change, they want to go around the store and buy more things and do a whole new transaction, as if they didn’t know how much they would be able to afford with that amount of money. Or I’m halfway through taking their money, and they suddenly decide that right now, they want to go get one of the cigars. Then it has to be added on, or if I’ve already completed the sale and the drawer has opened up, I just get out their change and start a whole new transaction. They can’t just buy it all in one run, and have plenty of extra money to be sure it’s covered, and not have to ask me questions like ‘How much is this? How much is this?’ while picking up three or four random small things they want to add.

I’m not sure why the theme is racism today.

I had said about fornow fasting. The anti-racism pages on the internet, which hide the truth about the real physical differences in the bodies and in the intellectual abilities and personalities and behavior of the races (but they’re allowed to say that a particular dog breed has a particular kind of temperament!), were saying that certain languages were spoken faster because they had less information density, like Spanish, which has a whole bunch of extra syllables that serve no purpose at all except for error-checking – does it end with o or a? But this is not the whole truth.

Anyway, they said English has a high information density and can be spoken more slowly. They said Mandarin was one of the slowest, which is probably because it’s a tonal language – you have to make a rising or falling or rise-fall or fall-rise or whatever for some of the vowels, to distinguish them from other words that are exactly the same, like ‘ma.’ There’s maA, or mAa, depending on when you rise and fall. And all that. That takes a couple milliseconds extra.

However, people who speak tonal languages often have perfect pitch in music! I read that somewhere else. There is a benefit to using tonal language.

So I wonder once again about the Latin words that have been
incorporated into English. What synonyms could I use for
‘incorporated’ that would make me sound less educated, but which would say basically the same thing, without losing any *important* nuances? Nuances would be lost, but do those nuances always matter? Which English words came originally from English untouched by Latin and Greek?

The racism theme is not my original intention. It’s something that results from pressure from the voices. I want to make Anaya global. Anaya must have colonies in every part of the world, on every continent, in every town. That means everything, including Africa, including the parts of the USA where lots of Africans live (the southeast), including the parts of Central America and the islands where lots of Africans live – some of which are African Native Americans who were here before Columbus.

‘They’ have noticed something, which I have to admit is true. It really is true that I have a greater likelihood of disliking an African. It really is true that I have emotional reactions to them which I am not expressing out loud, as I’m still being polite and civil to them. I have observed that they really are preoccupied with sex more than ‘my race,’ whatever that is, since I have a single drop of Native American blood somewhere back on Mom’s side, in addition to my Irish-German-English-Welsh-Something side. The *way* that they’re preoccupied with sex is *different*. It’s expressed differently.

Also, I have always disliked music by Africans. I don’t like the sound of their voice as they sing. They definitely have a different vocal timbre which is recognizable. They also have slurred speech. I read somewhere that the word ‘Arab’ meant something like ‘clear speaker,’ to distinguish them from the rest of the Africans who have unclear, slurred speech, due to the different shape of their mouth, tongue, and lips. It isn’t merely because their lips are large. There’s something else inside, something in the shape, that causes slurred speech.

And the music itself is always shallow, lacking nuances, banal. Their observations are banal. When they say something, suggesting that it’s deep and meaningful and insightful and intelligent, it always feel to me like it’s childishly banal, like something I thought of when I was five years old and have long since gotten past.

Maybe they suggested racism to me today because of how intensely I admire Cillian Murphy’s physical beauty and his whole way of being, the whole aura of him. He’s also from the general area of Ireland, and I myself have deep set blue eyes, although I have Weston Price facial deformities.

But I insist Anaya is global, meant to encompass all the members of the human race no matter where they live and no matter where they came from or what race they are. Anaya would make the biggest difference for Africans. They tend to be the most clueless and the most far behind with regard to their health knowledge. They are the worst in terms of picking up the most horrible health habits from modern society and then refusing to give up those health habits, or being behind the times in their knowledge, decades behind, so they are saying knowledge that we were told in the 1980s as though it’s a new thing they’re only just discovering now.

They’re the ones who need Anaya the most, because Anaya regulates the type of food you eat and the chemicals you are exposed to. Anaya laws forbid chemicals in food and chemicals used for other purposes.

I view the Anaya laws as ‘achievements.’ You ‘achieve’ compliance with some law. You can be at the lowest level of achievement, but still be Anaya. There is the most general group of Anaya, people who have joined but haven’t achieved anything at all yet. They might call themselves Anaya but fail forever to achieve compliance with any standards. Achieving compliance with one of the standards is something to be extremely proud of and it increases your value. So you can achieve compliance with the grooming standards or the diet standards or the chemical-free lifestyle standards.

Then there are going to be all sorts of teachings that you also must learn, but you don’t have to believe them, you only have to know them. Anaya cannot force you to believe something you haven’t experienced for yourself, but it can teach you something that it wants you to remember.

Specifically, Anaya teaches its people that electronic mind control is real, and that all people, everywhere, are vulnerable to being controlled, at all times, unless they are effectively shielded or effectively out of range of the attacks – which is hard to do.

The result is that we want everyone to know it’s hard to judge someone for saying something, for thinking or feeling something, for doing something, if you can’t be sure that they weren’t controlled. We should judge people less harshly due to the fact that they do not, and cannot, have complete and total self-control, in a world where everyone is vulnerable to these forces controlling them. We have *some* power to make choices, but not *total* power. Putting someone in jail for life is not the solution (I’m thinking of
antidepressant-induced mass murders, for instance).

Also, about racism, it’s illogical. Let me explain. How can you prove that every single person in your group has 100% of a particular ethnic group, and no other ethnic group at all? Do you have to DNA test every person? Does that mean that I myself would be excluded because I have one long-ago Native American in my blood? And are Native Americans considered to be as badly tainted as Africans? Which races are you allowed to have a little bit of? Which imperfections will be overlooked? How far of a distance can you go before an ethnic group changes – are all pale-skinned Europeans considered to be the same, or are redheads different from blondes who are different from brunettes? Is black hair different from medium brown hair? Is extremely light blond hair different from darker blond hair? Are extremely blue eyes different from duller grayish blue? Which differences matter enough to get you excluded? Is it okay to have been born a mile across the border of a particular country?

Back in the past, before people had transportation, their tiny little tribes used to walk around on foot, or in wooden wagons pulled by animals. These tiny tribes settled into tiny geographic regions, ‘in the hollow,’ the little valley between the hills – and the next hollow over could have a whole different tribe with a different physical appearance that was recognizable, even though they were living only a few hundred feet away. That’s a different ethnic group! Are we judging people based on micro-ethnicities?

The Nazis are frequently being mentioned in the UFO disclosure news. The Nazis also infiltrated the USA’s scientific community. The voices in my head have been pressuring me for a while now to become more racist against Africans. There are grains of truth in it, grains of truth in my lifelong dislike of music by Africans in particular. Music was the first thing I noticed.

I had a best friend in college, Valencia, who was black. She was INFJ, my socionic activator. But certain things about her frustrated me. And I can see it now – she was *always* lusting after some guy, some new guy every week, it seemed, and obsessing over every little thing he said to her. I was lusting after guys too, and I had crushes, and yes, my crushes were the center of the world to me, and Rachael and I used to talk about our crushes… but something was different in the way we expressed it, the way we thought about it, and it doesn’t seem to be merely because of our personality types. Another INFJ who wasn’t black would behave in slightly different ways. It’s so hard to explain, and I can’t quantify it or put it into words easily. There is a real difference in how Africans behave.

Does that mean I want all of them dead, through genocide? No, it just means I prefer to be in locations where I have less contact with them. It also means that if I do interact with Africans, it *greatly matters* that they must have a higher than average IQ, and they must have a compatible personality type – incompatible personalities are greatly intensified.

But ‘they,’ the voices, say that if I’m making an intentional community, and if I acknowledge that I personally prefer to interact less with black people, then shouldn’t I make a community where I invite in only white people? Shouldn’t I listen to my personal preferences? Why would I tolerate something I dislike happening in the community that I myself am designing for the purpose of building the type of world I want to live in?

Africans resist malaria if they have half of the sickle cell anemia gene, but not full-blown sickle cell anemia. Africans also process calcium better than white people do. I forget the exact details. They’re basically able to get more calcium and use it better, while eating less of it, and probably with less vitamin D.

But it’s this question, and I’m being pressured by the voices in my head to admit my real racism, which is lifelong and which nobody taught me. My disgust for music by Africans has only increased over time, but nobody ever taught me explicitly that music by Africans was bad. I just feel that it’s shallow. Even though I don’t like much music by white people either, there are at least a few things I like.

There might be some correct stereotypes about Asians, too, negative stereotypes – it might be true that they are somehow too rigid or obedient. I don’t know. I do know it’s hard for me to find Asian music that I like, and I have tried looking. It’s nearly impossible to find three-beats, although … the INFJ guy, whose name I’m not remembering, who made all those anime cartoons – he was typed as INFJ and we talked about him – he’s Japanese. Hiyao Miyazaki. In ‘Spirited Away’ there is a beautiful three-beat song at the end. I have a link to it in youtube. There are some groups of Asians who write music that I like.

Also, for some reason, I’m more strongly attracted to Koreans and Mongolians, and perhaps Japanese, and I can see a difference between them and Chinese. It was ironic, there was one of those garbage forum posts designed to inflame and troll people, basically, but the person who posted it probably thought it was good – it was about which country was which personality type. Totally arbitrary, and totally invented out of the imagination of the troll-poster who wrote the original article they were linking to – no actual method of measuring such a thing, just some person’s random opinion. But they happened to say that North Korea was ESTJ and South Korea was ENFP, and Sinapore was ISTP, and Mexico was INFJ. It just so happens that I have an attraction to a lot of those countries, although Guatemala was what I liked more so than Mexico – I have met Guatemalans and loved working with them.

Granted, this was a random troll article probably made merely to get people stirred up, because it mentioned North Korea. And the dictator, Kim Jong Un, was typed SEI (ISFP) in the socionics forum – not ESTJ.

Oh, it’s so much easier typing an insanely long blog post on my laptop!

Anyway, I like the ethnic minorities of Asia, and I want them to continue to exist. I can see the differences. Not all Asians are the same. I can’t tell you which one is which merely by looking at them, though. I like it that we have people in Nepal, Tibet, Vietnam, Mongolia, Siberia, those nearby -stan countries, Korea, and other areas, which have mixed groups of people with unusual traits. I love it that they’re mixed. They’re beautiful and unusual, and I want to see more mixing.

If I am so happy to see the racial mixing in Asia, and to see the racial differences, and to have a desire for those differences to flourish instead of being wiped out and made uniform, then doesn’t that same logic apply to Africa, even though I don’t like Africans? I would prefer that Africans be encouraged to mix with other races, rather than saying they need to be genocidally destroyed to get rid of particular traits that I don’t like, which would have to be fully articulated and described and measured and quantified, and there would have to be some cutoff.

Yeah, if the whole world were primarily full of almost nothing but Africans, and very little else, then I would genuinely be frustrated by that and would have a desire to see the increase of alternative races that had little or no mixing. But that’s not what the world is like. The world is full of a whole bunch of different groups of people with different characteristics, so we do have alternatives, lots of them. It’s possible to go someplace where there are fewer African people if you have a desire to see less of them in your day-to-day life.

I can admit that I sincerely dislike Africans, and that I see real differences between them and me, and that I would prefer to see less of them in my daily life (unless they are strongly sharing my values, and compliant with Anaya – anyone who is complying with Anaya is helping me to further my vision, and I appreciate them).

I put all that in parentheses, but it’s worth mentioning. Who is my friend – a white person who is advocating bottle feeding babies with chemical-filled baby formula, advocating circumcision, advocating horrible haircuts for everyone, advocating a chemical-filled lifestyle and the chopping down of every tree, advocating a world of nothing but concrete and asphalt covering every inch of the soil – is that person my friend?

Or, alternatively, a black person who is wearing their hair long and natural, not straightened, who believes in breastfeeding, natural childbirth, anti-circumcision, body integrity or intactness, a clean environment with trees growing, permaculture, who believes in the reality and the danger of electronic mind control – is that person my friend, or are they not my friend, merely because I can feel that they have an annoying way of feeling and expressing sexual desires, a sex drive greater than mine, and their way of expressing their
intellectual insights is somehow shallow, banal, and superficial in a way that I can’t really quantify or explain or describe – but yes, it’s there, and I feel it – are they my friend, or is the former person my friend?

I know from experience that I can’t convince a white person to change their values and behaviors to agree with what I want them to do, if they don’t already feel that way. If I find a black person whose feelings and values are similar to mine, even though I don’t feel intellectually stimulated by a conversation with them, are they my friend more than the white person is?

I can only say that some of my discussion of racism is coming from what the voices in my head are saying. They really do pressure me to exclude black people from my Anaya community, but to me, that defeats the purpose of Anaya and violates my vision and values. It also violates my logic. If I exclude someone else for their race, I would have to exclude myself, unless I can specifically describe exactly what it is that I’m excluding them for, and measure it. And if I can measure and describe this behavior, then I would also be able to forbid it. I could say, ‘Stop doing X, and you’ll be compliant with Anaya.’

Anaya is primarily about physical things in the material world. That is why I call it a practical religion. It actually isn’t focused on ‘ethics’ so much, which is what makes it different from other religions. That’s the whole reason why I *need* to create my own religion. If all I cared about were non-material things and ethics, then I’d be perfectly happy being a Christian, because Christianity is all about imaginary things.

I read something recently that was very well written, but I don’t know if I can find it again with a google search. I searched for something like ‘critiques of spiritualism’ or something like that, and found an article that said everything I wanted to say about David Wilcock and Corey Goode and the Law of One.

One of the best quotes from that article said, ‘Christianity can tell you to do unto others as you’d have done to you – but it can’t help you lose weight.’ Amen! That is the VERY THING that I dislike about religion! It has absolutely no practical value for your physical body and your physical lifestyle and your health. Or if it ever does have anything to say about that, people tend to ignore it (for instance, it tells you that you can eat meat – but people call themselves Christians without ever reading the bible, and become vegetarians, and ignore some parts of the bible as they please).

The purpose of Anaya is that it CAN ‘help you lose weight,’ although actually I would qualify that statement with some reservations. Its explicit purpose is not weight loss, but proper nutrition. It will give you extremely good nutrition, with things like raw organ meats, and foraged fruits and vegetables and nuts, some of which will be raw, but others will be cooked because they are toxic or indigestible. If you lose weight as a side effect, then we’re happy, but you might not necessarily lose weight.

Anaya is a practical lifestyle where good health and properly formed children’s bodies are the explicit goal. It *does* tell you the details of how to live your daily life in the real world. So I call it a practical religion.

But that means that its focus is not going to be so much on how you behave socially. I am less interested in that and less focused on that. I am not going to say, ‘You’re talking too much about sex, and I don’t like that, and I don’t like your lack of detailed nuances in your insights – you’re going to have to try harder to have some deeper insights and be more intelligent, or you’re outta here!

Anaya *does* use socionics as a tool for the design of its intentional communities, but Anaya does not claim to have invented socionics. It is a separate tool that I will use, with great restrictions on its use. People are able to misuse it very badly – for instance, people who mistype themselves because of the j/p switch for introverts, the ‘cognitive functions’ in the Jungian Cognitive Functions school of thought. I am going to use EEG typing, which comes from Dario Nardi, but which will be changed to reflect socionics, and which will use the function names like Model A…

Except I want Anaya to do its own original research. We would have new names for the functions, instead of ‘Si’ and ‘Se’ and so on. We would refer to the brain regions and what they do, such as F8 and FP1.

I also want Anaya to invent a way to EEG type someone without putting the electrodes on their scalp, because people with thick dreadlocks cannot do that. I had thick dreadlocks for a few years in the past. You can’t get down to the scalp with an electrode. I want people to be typed from around the edge of the hair, on their forehead, the back of the neck, behind the ears, everything around the edge of the hair. There’s got to be an extremely minimalistic way to type someone, by using only one single electrode in one single place. I feel that this must be true. There must be one location where you can determine their entire personality type using only one point of touch. It is probably going to be the forehead, but I need to do experiments to find this out. It might also be the back of the neck, or the shoulder blade innervation place where allegedly all the nerves come together. I want to find this point and use it.

One thing about Anaya: it promises to fix the future, but not the past. Many times we cannot undo permanent damage done to us in the past, but we are able to prevent it from happening in the future to our children. That is a very important orientation of Anaya. Rules for prevention more than curing. Just don’t ever let something happen to you, and you won’t have to cure it. It is possible to completely prevent an enormous number of problems with that orientation.

This is why Anaya welcomes people who have already been damaged. If you got a tattoo in the past, you can join Anaya, but Anaya forbids tattoos. There is no way to remove a tattoo. I don’t care if you say they can be bleached or changed so they’re not visible – the ink particles are still inside your skin, and you can’t remove all those ink particles, just like you can’t remove the heavy metal particles that have been bound up inside the various parts of your flesh, inside you digestive system, in your skin, inside your teeth and gums, and so on. That is permanent damage caused by a society that allows and encourages such things – implanting tattoos, using heavy metals for tooth fillings, even wearing jewelry made of metal. I haven’t explicitly made a law forbidding metal jewelry or the touching of metal objects, but I have at least considered it. Merely touching some metal can cause problems. Merely cooking in metal pans at all, regardless of what type of metal, can cause problems. Merely using metal in your society at all can cause problems. Stone age societies had better health and thicker skulls. I suspect that the thinning of the skull bone might be associated with touching metal and absorbing metal through the skin and in the digestive system, regardless of what kind of metal. I’m not sure about this yet and it hasn’t been made into a law, it’s a hypothesis.

Anaya welcomes people who are obese. This is damage from the past. There would be other communities – the same type of place that excludes black people – who also would refuse to let in fat people. If you’re trying to make a community of people who are perfect and desirable in the *present time*, then you also have to exclude people who have been damaged by society – and once again, THAT MEANS ME. I am damaged by society. This damage is hard or impossible to undo. I am not 100% certain of what is causing my fatty layer that won’t go away. It’s a new thing and it correlated with a few specific factors that began in the last couple years. It might be because I drank a small amount of water that might have been poisoned with the chemical spill that occurred in WV in January of… 2015? I think. Freedom Industries – the same one that I think might have given my mom cancer. They said it wasn’t in our water – but I felt something that made me very sick when I drank it. I think it went everywhere into the whole aquifer. It soaked into the ground and went everywhere.

There are nudist colonies where you’re expected to have a perfect body before you’re allowed to be nude. That is *not* my orientation and it is not Anaya. Everyone is entitled to be nude immediately, right away, no matter how imperfect they are in the immediate moment. Ugly fat people, old people, people with skin problems, people with things that make them unusual such as weird moles or skin tags or birthmarks or lots of freckles, anything.

Nudity in the colony serves a purpose: to make everyone accustomed to seeing naked people, to remove the emotional charge and sexual charge. Animals walk around naked and do not become sexually aroused at the sight of other animals, *except when* those animals are in heat and are ready to mate. Bonobo apes use sex as a way of communicating socially, but it’s not ’caused by’ the sight of another naked bonobo. The sight of nudity DOES NOT CAUSE SEXUAL AROUSAL NATURALLY. This is an unnatural phenomenon caused by the fact that everyone is used to seeing people wear clothes all the time, and the naked body is something different and unusual that we rarely see, which is fleeting and ephemeral – you can only see it for a couple seconds because it happened by accident and the person quickly covers up and protects themselves – oh no! a wardrobe malfunction has the entire internet in an uproar for the rest of eternity! We’re fascinated because somebody had a wardrobe malfunction.

Anaya is disgusted with this behavior and attitude. It’s pathetic that people have to feel this way about a fleeting glimpse of nudity. Nudity should have no value. It should not be something we
desperately seek to find one tiny precious glimpse of. It should be something so common and so universal that the sight of *clothes* should be viewed as the shocking abnormality.

However, my people are going to live in Arctic and Antarctic cold, and on other planets, which our bodies aren’t designed for, so we’re going to wear clothes for warmth. But inside our colonies, where the air temperature is warm enough, we are a nudist colony by design, by intention. And the goal is to make people stop caring about nudity, because they are so used to seeing it constantly around them, nonstop. It’s not possible to constantly get over-excited about the sight of something which you are seeing 100% of the time, at all hours of the day, everywhere you look, without finally getting used to it and calming down. Your brain would get fried by this constant
overexcitement. You would use up all the neurotransmitters until they were completely numb, and yet you would continue seeing the naked people surrounding you all the time, nonstop. You would no longer be physically capable of experiencing overexcitement at the sight of nudity. Your brain would be *forced* to become totally numb to the sight of nudity. That is how the world is supposed to be! That is the right way to be. You are supposed to be indifferent to nudity. Another day, another 2,000 naked people walking down the street. Yawn. I have better things to worry about. I have other stuff to do. Who cares about naked people. I’m not going to surf the internet looking for naked people anymore because I just saw 37 of them walking down the street outside. That is the attitude that Anaya wishes to create in the world – indifference to nudity, so that it is an absolute non-issue, because it is unimportant.

It disgusts and annoys me that people think of nudist colonies as something sexual. Hey! I’m gonna look at pictures of nudist colonies because it’s wanking material! No, it’s not. It’s EXACTLY THE SAME AS PEOPLE WEARING CLOTHES. If a person standing there in a neutral, non-sexual position, wearing clothes, is wanking material for you, then a person standing there doing exactly the same thing naked is wanking material for you. A person who is standing in the kitchen cooking a meal, fully clothed, is not seen as wanking material, so a person standing there naked doing exactly the same thing is not wanking material. This is how I want the world to be. Nudity and sex have absolutely no connection whatsoever to each other. The only nudity needed for sex is the minimum amount needed for sexual intercourse to occur, which isn’t very much at all.

It’s hard to explain this position, because I, of all people, am extremely reserved in my clothing, and don’t want random people on the street to be seeing me naked or seeing parts of my body. I know they will react the wrong way. They will react by expressing excessive amounts of curiosity and excessive amounts of overexcitement and excessive amounts of sexual arousal, or fear, or anxiety, when what I want most is for people to get so used to it that they take it for granted. NOBODY is programmed this way, not even me, because we don’t live in a nudist colony. You just can’t un-program yourself by a mere act of will. It is extremely hard to force yourself by a sheer act of will to stop overreacting to the sight of nudity. Even I do it. I react with disgust and annoyance at the sight of other females who are revealing too much of their body, because I know it’s done
deliberately to make people sexually aroused. Each exposed part of their body is screaming, ‘HEY! I WANT TO SEXUALLY AROUSE YOU DELIBERATELY! I’M A SEX OBJECT!’ It’s not screaming ‘NUDITY IS NEUTRAL! TAKE ME FOR GRANTED AS A NON-OBJECT!’

I even reacted to the sight of Cillian Murphy, because I decided to try to research him a little bit and then talk on the socionics forum about what type he is, after I decided that he’s beautiful and awesome and I was excited to see him in Dunkirk. I got all excited, I was like, ‘Oh hey! It’s that guy! That guy from Inception!!! Oh my gosh, I didn’t know he was in this movie! It’s him! It’s him!!!’ That was how I reacted when I figured out who he was in Dunkirk. He’s deliberately crouching, stooped over, hiding his face under his hair, which is hanging down over his eyes, hiding the very thing that makes him most instantly recognizable, as though he’s telling the world, ‘I want to be loved for something other than a physical trait that I have no control over.’ Everyone loves him for his beautiful and unusual eyes – but that’s objectifying him. He doesn’t want to be an object. He doesn’t say, ‘Bow down and worship me because I’m lucky enough to have been born beautiful.’ He wants his physical beauty to be taken for granted.

If everyone were eating the Weston Price primitive diets and avoiding all chemicals and drugs, then we would take such physical beauty for granted. It would be the norm. Everyone would be beautiful. There would be no need to be shocked by someone’s amazing beauty, because we would see it around us all the time.

I reacted very strongly when I found photos of him. He has some photos with slightly longer hair, and some photos that show a little bit of his chest hair, and I saw a link (which I didn’t click, because I thought it was clickbait and would probably not show any of what it was promising) saying they had pictures of him shirtless. I was interested in seeing those photos.

I have a pattern of sometimes finding my socionic kindred, the ISFP, to be *extremely* attractive physically. Every once in a while I will find an actor or a musician who’s an ISFP, and if I happen to be in the right mood or if I’m ovulating (I’m post-menstrual right now, which means ovulation is either happening right now or happening sometime soon), then I can have a brief, temporary, extremely intense crush on that person, but it passes with time. I do not develop a permanent obsession like I do with a physically attractive dual ENFP. A week or two from now I won’t be thinking much about Cillian Murphy anymore, other than to simply know he exists, and to possibly be curious to see other movies he’s in, but not actually falling in love with him. I can feel that he’s not my dual. Having a physical attraction to someone isn’t the same as being completely in love with them.

Anaya must use socionics as a tool to design its communities, but we will develop our own knowledge base which goes far beyond socionics and its Model A or Model B or any other model. I will use EEG for this purpose, to type people, and to understand what’s going on in their brain when they do a particular thing.

I have to go to work in a couple hours. I’m able to write a blog all afternoon sitting here in my tent because I have my laptop again. This is a form of resting. I drank coffee, but I’m still lying in bed resting. I’m not really challenged. I’m also hungry and will eat something else.

But it’s getting to be time for me to start moving.

Black people allowed in Anaya? That’s still the official law. It hasn’t changed. I admit my sincere dislike of black people, but the law remains the law. They are allowed in. That is the official rule.

My alarm is gonna go off, telling me to get ready to go to work. I just ate something and then became annoyed again. So I am back here writing.

One of the things I ate was a couple bites of an organic snack from work. They expired. Nobody bought them, for several reasons. It looked like a whole bunch of things expired – I’m not sure if what I saw was a bunch of expired products, or stuff that was new and was waiting to be put on the shelves, but not long ago, I saw tons and tons of bags of those organic apple chips.

I can’t even scratch the surface of how annoying these products are and why they failed so miserably and didn’t sell. The thing that I have, which I ate a couple of, was the expired organic chocolate covered apricots. It’s dark chocolate, because dark chocolate is supposed to be better for you than milk chocolate. Oh, I have so much to say, and I’m so annoyed (probably somewhat sick or something?), I can’t even say it all.

First off, ‘dark chocolate’ is stupid. ‘Dark chocolate’ is for idiots. I’m sorry, Dr. Mercola, I love you, but you’re advocating cacao nibs as a health food allegedly for their antioxidants. ‘Antioxidants’ are a general thing which can come from thousands of different sources. People eat chocolate because of the theobromine, theophylline, and caffeine that it contains. It is an addictive drug. There is no other reason that anyone eats chocolate. If it ‘gives you energy,’ that’s because it’s a drug, not because it contains healthy antioxidants. You can get antioxidants from *anything else on the planet*, not just chocolate, and so there is no particular reason to be advocating chocolate. It’s a DRUG.

I don’t like chocolate covered fruit. It’s disgusting. It’s one of those things that is ‘supposed to’ be good, delicious, luxurious, decadent, romantic, and so on and so forth – all of that is bullshit which only morons believe. Chocolate covered fruit is fucking disgusting and nobody likes it, which is why none of it sold. Just because it has some romanticized image of people decadently dipping strawberries in chocolate and this is ‘supposed to’ be something amazing and erotic and desirable – all that is a load of crap. Nobody really eats chocolate covered fruit, ever. I can manage to choke down a bite or two before I have to set it aside and eat something else because it’s so fucking disgusting.

Meanwhile, if they had merely been nothing but organic apricots without any sulfur, I would have wolfed them down. Fail! Trying too hard. Trying to be decadent and romantic won’t work. Decadent and romantic isn’t what the organic food movement is about. Charging an exorbitant price for something because it’s exotic isn’t what the organic food movement is about.

Organic food is like nudity: it should be everywhere, all the time (fuck! my W key isn’t working! I need a separate keyboard that I can plug in, and I need it now!). We should take it for granted. It is universal and unavoidable. There is no alternative. The only way to make people eat organic food is to force them to. The entire store must contain nothing but organic food, and not ‘decadent’ or ‘romantic,’ but as simple and mundane as possible. You must have no alternatives for sale anywhere. We’re the only store within walking distance, so you’re forced to shop here, and your only choice is organic. The organic food must come from the cheapest sellers, which means it’ll basically be a local farmer’s market.

Except there is value added by processing food in such a way as to make it ready to eat and convenient. I don’t want to see a shelf full of organic green peppers that you have to prepare yourself. I want to see a shelf full of foods that are ready to eat right now which have been made with nothing but organic ingredients. And it’s not going to be nothing but onions, tomatoes, garlic, and green peppers and hot peppers. You know what those are? ADDICTIVE DRUGS. People eat those foods because they contain variations of nicotine, such at tomatine in tomatoes, and possibly solanine in potatoes. They’re words that end with -ine. Get rid of those addictive drugs, and eat the, literally, MILLIONS, of alternative foods that exist in the world. I don’t want to see our shelves covered with organic tomatoes. It’s a world without tomatoes now. There are, literally, I could *cry*, MILLIONS of alternative varieties of foods available, other plant families out there.

I don’t care what’s popular. Being popular isn’t going to get us anywhere.

We need to normalize the things that are harder to find, the things that are *really* of value. Not just a shelf full of organic tomatoes, but a shelf full of organic dried organ meats, including unfamilar things like brain, kidney, and every single part of the animal’s body, which were grass fed and grass ‘finished.’ We need wild, non-domesticated breeds of animals. Not just the usual pigs, chickens, and cows. Not just salmon.

We need dried foods that survive indefinitely, or at least a few weeks, without refrigeration. Dried meats are especially hard to find and are always of lousy quality, like slim jims. We need the organic, grassfed, free roaming wild animal version of slim jims – made from bison or deer or something.

We did have these unusual dried meats but they got rid of them, and apparently they weren’t a big seller. This is why I say you can’t allow people to choose, because they will always choose wrong. I can quote Meryl Streep in ‘The Giver.’ Take away the competition. Don’t even sell normal slim jims anymore. Desperate people come to our store because we’re the only thing in walking distance. Let’s force them to eat our organic monopoly. Ha Ha, Organic! That’s our new motto. Ha ha, it’s organic! You’re forced to buy deer brains because there’s nothing else to eat for the next fifteen miles, and you’re walking on foot in a food desert. Deer brains are good for you, and you have to be forced to eat them because you have no other choice (yes, I am going to verify that they don’t have chronic wasting disease, and I’m going to investigate to find out whether that’s not caused by glyphosate, if it’s really a contagious disease or not).

And apple chips? Never pay money for an apple! Even if it’s organic! Apples are the lowest garbage out of all the foods available in the world. (I wasn’t aware of how often I use the W key.) You can pick up no-pesticide apples growing by neglect in the fields next to the road you walk on every day, because apple trees are growing everywhere and they are de facto organic by default! Never pay money for organic apples or any apples at all! I’m not surprised that those dozens of bags of apple chips didn’t sell.

They’re not fancy, they’re not decadent. Apple chips are a mundane survival food and must be portrayed as such, and as such, they should be *extremely* cheap. Fifty cents a pack, or twenty-five cents. If you want, you can write ‘no pesticides, herbicides, or fertilizer,’ and then verify it using one of the alternatives to an organic certification, which is cheaper. Yes, they do have alternatives to organic certification.

Anaya will also make an organic certification, by the way. It is like the Kosher symbol.

I have to go now…

I forgot tomorrow was my birthday until an email reminded me. Crystals need to be cleansed with sage – I can’t wait to try this

September 20, 2017

I’m 43 tomorrow. I’m no longer 42, which means that I have only one more night to find the answer to life, the universe, and everything. I did have kind of an interesting year, in some life-related ways. Mom died, and also, I temporarily got pregnant for a couple of days. Those things both have to do with life, the universe, and everything, and they both happened during the time period of my 42nd year.

Corey Goode is doing a presentation of some sort near Philadelphia at the end of October. If I can remember, and if I can ask for days off work, and if I can get a rental car, and someone to take care of Jacob for a couple days, I would like to go, just for fun. I’m still very much watching and reading CG/DW even though I disagree about a couple of things.

What exactly do I disagree about? I believe that there will probably be hardly any disclosure at all, not even the limited disclosure, and that’s my prediction of what will really happen in reality. However, within the realm of people who are interested in these things and are actively seeking the information, there will be disclosures, just not out in the mainstream world at all. It’s limited to the people who want to know.

I also don’t believe there will be even the slightest thing happening with regard to a solar flash. I do find it interesting that they say the solar flash and solar changes are caused by a larger phenomenon happening out in space, waves or patches of energy that we are moving through, and that we might possibly be orbiting some other dwarf star – some of the things I read in Ascension Mysteries. (I ordered the other two books, but couldn’t get into them, so I haven’t read them yet, and now, they’re locked in my storage unit, so I can’t even get to them. I have to wait until I get all that stuff out of there.) But I don’t think this will trigger any DNA changes or evolution or spiritual evolution. I think we will notice almost nothing at all, although we might be able to observe long-term climate changes because of it.

I’m not feeling very well today and have no energy. I was a little bit sick the last couple days. I’m sitting in Uni-Mart right now, which is just down the street from where I’m camping, so it’s easy to reach. I had to go buy some bottled water.

I’ve had a lot of caffeine, but still am not able to think very clearly. I did something experimental the other day – I put a drop of patchouli oil on one sleeve, and a drop of citronella on the other sleeve, of the sweatshirt. I wore it and it was too strong smelling. I washed it, and I can smell it just a little bit, but it’s mostly gone. So this might be affecting me a little bit.

I just feel sort of numb, and just got over my period, and don’t have a lot to say. I’m just waiting for a couple days off which I requested, so that I can work on moving into the RV. I really do want to get a sage smudge stick, though – I have always reacted extremely well to sage and also rosemary, or the combination of the two together – when I was fully decaffeinated last winter, I was using those two and noticing huge benefits in my mental functioning. I wasn’t sure which herb, whether it was one or both, was responsible. But sage smudge sticks, which you burn, are supposed to cleanse your energy environment. I need to test these things.

I do experience electronic mind control and electronic weapon attacks, but I distinguish those from the things I feel when I’m touching crystals. The weapon attacks are usually not something that respond *consistently* in a way that I can control. They usually demonstrate that they are *not* under my control, and that’s the whole point – I’m being attacked by external forces that I can’t control, which are unpredictable and unstoppable.

The crystal sensations are not like that. I seem to trigger them fairly reliably, if I meditate while holding crystals, or putting crystals or minerals on various body parts, such as my forehead or my abdomen, while meditating. If something is reliable, then I view it as something whose causes are partly under my control. They’re not 100% under my control – brand new crystals and minerals seem to have stronger effects which fade after I’ve used them a couple times, or even just one time.

That’s why I take it seriously when people claim that crystals need to be cleansed and re-energized. It all sounds like woowoo to a scientific person, but I am directly experiencing these sensations and observing it myself, and I never call my own physical sensations woowoo. If I feel it, it’s happening, even if I can’t explain exactly how it’s happening. I can only say, *something* happens when I’m touching and holding semiprecious stones and crystals. I love them, and I always have. And if I meditate, then I absolutely, definitely, can feel something.

I feel things when I meditate in general, without stones, but when I am holding stones, I feel different things which are more specific and more intense.

I might try cleansing the stones using only water for now and energizing them in the sun, without sage yet. There’s no place where I can buy sage smudge sticks at this hour of the night. I was too tired to get out of bed and go buy them earlier today even though I was off work. I’m really hoping that this cleansing stuff is real, because it’s very disappointing when the stones only work temporarily. I shouldn’t have to keep buying new stones to make them work for only a short time.

I need sage smudge sticks to cleanse the crystals. Vision of underwater pyramid

September 19, 2017

I really want to try cleansing the crystals to see if they start to work better again. They always feel very strong when I first buy them. I wish I could get some scientific people to take this seriously. I really, literally feel energy from placing crystals on my body. It would be neat to measure it with a machine.

My second crystal vision was an image of the shungite stone pyramid moving eastwards on the map of the USA, until it went off the right side of the map, into the ocean and under the water. I wanted to go scuba diving to see it. Then I realized this probably means I need to cleanse the stone with water.

Fewer power lines means less herbicide spraying

September 18, 2017

I just realized this now, as I’m walking down the walnut springs path. Wherever the power lines go over the woods, they have to chop down trees and keep them cleared, and then they often spray glyphosate or some sort of herbicide to keep the plants from growing. This annoys me because that’s often where I find raspberries and want to eat them, in the open spaces. I’d rather they not be covered with poison when I eat them.

I’m looking up the equipment I need for solar power, and it’s so cheap and so easy! Why isn’t everyone doing it? When I was a kid, solar power was hundreds of thousands of dollars. Now it’s a couple hundred to at least just get started. It’s no big deal at all. We could easily supplement almost everyone, and have no power lines, especially if people would only heat or cool a few closed off rooms, or use the alternative heating methods that I’ve read about in a blog that talks about low tech or no tech solutions. I think it’s just called The Low Tech Blog or something.

You can heat just yourself, but not the whole room. You can heat the floor by lighting a fire in a place outside the house and have the heat go under the floor like they do in foreign countries, Spain and Korea and others. You can cool yourself by having underground rooms that stay around 60 degrees. These things ought to be done everywhere.

I’m still texting on my phone, but I get my laptop back today. So I’ll be able to type once in a while.

I could theoretically publish nudes if I blocked my face

September 17, 2017

The hackers already have my naked pictures. I could post recent ones done in a, what’s the word I’m looking for, a clinical, non-erotic, factual style. I would block my face but otherwise show everything. If people insisted on having my face they’d have to photoshop it on by themselves. I would live in a nudist colony only if they shared my perception of nudity: nudity is non-sexual, even anti-sexual; bodies do not need to be perfect to be entitled to nudity. Total body acceptance and non sexuality also means that non sexual nude children and teenagers do not qualify as child pornography. I would show the new fat layer I’ve had for a year, the beer belly, and the lawnmower scars and mysterious herpes-like and/or MRSA-like deep lesions. The reason this became an issue is because I had sex with Steve a couple weeks ago and had to explain this to him. I felt very vulnerable.

My clothing tells a lie

September 17, 2017

I’m leaving to go walk to work, and if I have time I might wash my hair. I’m very aware that my clothing hides my flaws and is telling a lie. As long as I never take off my clothes, people will think I’ve got it together and I’ve got it all figured out. I just put on a new pair of pants from the thrift store and I mostly like how they fit, although they gouge my beer belly if I crouch.

The beer belly isn’t the only problem. I am covered with horrifying scratches and infected spots. The spot things would sometimes behave like a herpes outbreak, but they’re on my backside. I also get the spots on the back of my neck, and have seen them on other people. I believe they are a vaccine carried herpes infection.

However, one time a doctor told me the armpit lumps came from using a sponge that had germs in it. I switched to a washcloth, and he was right. Now I’m using a filthy cloth to wash in the sink, and it might be triggering these infections. They leave horrifying scar spots and they are very deep lesions, not shallow. They are extremely ugly and stigmatic. My clothes hide them.

I also have bird mite scratches on my back. I call them bird mites for lack of knowledge of what they are. They’re everywhere, on everyone. I get them from toilet seats and rental car seats. They trigger itching at first, but die down after a few days, as long as you avoid shared public seats. I had them since the early 2000s. They are invisible. I call them itch mites or dust mites too. Or mange, or scabies.

They’re on everyone, but I react to them. My rental car seats give them to me now. Any fabric seats are the worst. All fabric holds them. They can be wiped off smooth plastic. So cleaning toilet seats is effective. But they are unkillable – no pesticide works.

Because of them, my back looks like I was run over by a lawnmower. I look like a dolphin hit by a boat propeller. My clothes make it look like I’m okay. The scars are permanent and they cover every inch of my arms.

My laptop is being fixed. I’ll have to write long blogs on the laptop instead of these limited length text message blogs from my phone

September 17, 2017

Anyway, you can’t help being surrounded by a particular kind of world. You’re born there. That’s why I insist land ownership is theft, EVEN IN MODERN TIMES. People will sometimes agree but will say, “Well, yes, but that was a long time ago. Yes, we stole land from the native Americans.” No, I mean now! Adults steal land from children by buying it. The adult who owns the piece of land you’re born on owns you as a slave for the rest of your life!

I couldn’t help gradually making my way to this conclusion after reading Weston Price. The primitive people had happy, healthy lives with perfectly formed bodies and no chronic diseases, until “free trade” brought poisonous garbage that ruined their lives. Then history told us lies about how bad their lives were. Christianity told us their souls were unsaved. Missionaries helped bring them traders, who brought sugar, flour, canned food, tobacco, alcohol, tea, artificial colors and flavors, everything. Tobacco made them productive slaves, and alcohol gave them something to do to relax in their five minutes of free time.

Now they have to work to pay for the land they live on, in constant fear that they will be evicted. People in primitive tribes did not routinely evict people from their houses every day. People *want* to live in a safe, stable place, and they instinctively know that if you threaten others, you yourself are threatened.

The community must strongly protect itself from outside forces. But it seems that the more protected you are, the more they want to invade. They always assume that if you want to be left alone, then you must be doing something evil, but while sometimes that’s true, other times it’s the opposite – protecting good from the invasion of evil.

Nightshade plants and tobacco

September 17, 2017

I’m still in the tent, too tired to get up. I can explain some of the ways that I’m against free enterprise.

I favor intentional communities for the purpose of good physical health. I myself have all this knowledge of what I should and shouldn’t be eating, but I can’t apply that knowledge because the entire community opposes it. My job requires me to get out of bed. I can’t stay in bed for a week while I quit caffeine. My job offers infinite coffee in many varieties, making it hard to resist temptation while quitting. My job gives me painful stress, tempting me to drink coffee as a reliever of stress and pain.

It’s even worse for smokers. The tobacco smokers are almost always the most productive employees, the best slaves who work the longest hours and who willingly obey and do the most pointless and insane tasks, agreeably. This was true at McDonalds too. I was at my best as an energetic and productive slave during the ephedra-tobacco residue contamination.

Capitalism or free enterprise is never going to eliminate the habit of tobacco by means of free trade. Proponents would say, “It’s not capitalism’s job to regulate your health.” But my entire world that surrounds me, which I can’t escape from, is geared to economic slavery. The police will destroy any infrastructure I build in these woods towards self-reliance. If I even so much as build a shed out of sticks tied with string, to keep my dried walnuts in, a neighbor will complain and have the police come in and smash it. I am not allowed to be here because I don’t “own” this.

I am aware that primitive tribes have de facto territories and other tribes are hostile. They also have de facto rights-of-way, paths that even the enemies are allowed to walk on. But in primitive tribes, even a toddler can escape from oppression by literally walking a short distance to the next tribe. Jared Diamond told a story where this happened. The little boy just walked away from an abusive tribe that was mean to kids.

USA plummeting in index of economic freedom

September 17, 2017

Just one more thing. USA is falling lower and lower in the freedom index. Rick D is in the country of Georgia, and if I recall, they actually have a higher freedom index than we do now. I might be remembering wrong but I think I saw that.

Sometimes places where the freedom index is extremely low are actually great places to live though. He lived in Ukraine and talked about all the benefits of living there. Pakistan is another example. There are actually great things about Pakistan. I think the cost of living is usually extremely low in places that don’t have quote unquote “economic freedom,” which is why I am not entirely on the side of economic freedom, or the freedom index, or the thing that calls itself capitalism. I have a different vision, though, of intentional community.

An intentional community might be extremely strict or austere. A monastery is an intentional community. The quality of life might be much, much better in those types of places. However, in my communities, people are allowed to leave. But they would need a halfway house to train them to join the world.

People shunned from the Amish, and people leaving North Korea, have some things in common. You don’t get killed for leaving the Amish, but you suffer adjusting to the outside world, with all its sickness. Some North Koreans say they became suicidal after leaving, when they went to work in South Korea, and said that all they ever did was work and slave to pay the bills, and they had no time for anything else. That’s economic freedom. An extremely high cost of living is part of economic freedom.

Singapore and Hong Kong – I don’t trust Hong Kong because of China, but Singapore might be slightly more secure. But there is more to life than that thing they call economic freedom – trees, for instance. Yet those places are more likely to build things like vertical forest buildings. That’s not enough for me though. I want roaming herds of animals, and zero pollution.

Dang it, every time I’m almost finished writing, I run out of space in the text message

September 17, 2017

I really was almost done. I was just going to say, Mormons might possibly have much higher than average intelligence, like Jews. That’s based on Rick D having been one. Rick is pretty much the most intelligent person I have ever encountered, and an ENFP. Any place where he came from might be a good place to go.

Another story from yesterday – the woman who went to Boulder, CO

September 17, 2017

I keep hearing that there is a lot going on in Boulder, CO. That’s where I went in 1989 for the Odyssey of the Mind competition, and I loved it out there. Some Amish people went to Colorado, and one guy from McD went there. I don’t smoke weed, but I’m sure that’s one of the attractions. But that’s not all.

The lady last night was an older woman with gray hair who looked quite healthy. She gave money to the singers as I watched, then she sat by me and we talked. Her name was Tsultrim, and I asked how to spell it. I agreed with her so much, I wondered if she was either an ISTP like me, or maybe ISTJ. She knew things that I knew. She liked this music. She liked Colorado, but had been born here. She liked tiny houses and appreciated my having an RV. She liked riding trains long distances. Trains! I have loved trains since early childhood, and I used to have fascinating adventure dreams about them. She said you can see so much more from a train, and they go deep through the bowels of the city, where you can see everything you don’t see from the road. I hate sexual metaphors, and I decided that train dreams are sex symbols, but to me they are literal and I love them for literal reasons. I love the shabbiest parts of the city. My cartoon dog, Luke, and his gang (my soulmate), came from the poorest parts of town, and I used to be able to feel those places, I felt them there when I went through those places. I had visions of all they did together, back when I was drawing cartoons and writing fiction.

This lady said there was a kinetic energy in Boulder, maybe as the wind hits the mountains and cycles horizontally, and she gestured like a rolling pin motion. I know of Chinook winds, which can be bad for people. I know of negative ions, which are good. I know the sky was much deeper blue, although that might have changed since 1989. I know also other religions are there – Mormons in that general area. Rick D was formerly a Mormon, so …

The drunk guy who told us to rearrange the cigarettes

September 17, 2017

I can’t remember everything he said, but I remember I agreed with him. I hadn’t encountered this guy before but Blaire had seen him do this before. He came in last night drunk, when everyone was drunk because of the football game, and then asked for an esoteric breed of Marlboro cigarette. I told him I had never sold a single one of that kind since I was here.

So he then went on to say that all the 83 cigarettes looked short next to the regular ones and that’s why no one wants them. I think he said they had more volume and so it wasn’t really less. He said put all the 83s together. Then he said a bunch of stuff I don’t remember because at one point he came behind the counter, the better to point at the cigarettes display.

I actually agreed with a lot of it, or at least the general idea, which voiced pretty much how I have felt all along – that the way they arrange the cigarettes is idiotic and that many of them never sell at all. Why even have them? If someone bought one, they’d be stale because of the expiration date. Then they’d *really* never want to buy one again.

I didn’t feel like he was trying to rob us or hurt us and I didn’t feel unsafe. So I wasn’t scared of him, I was only nervous because this was my workplace and he wasn’t allowed back there. So I gradually got him to go back around to the front of the counter. I wasn’t really able to listen at that point. I told him I wasn’t responsible for making any of these decisions, and he would have to talk to the managers. He was saying he was a Marlboro representative, although I don’t think he was. I said he should have his own store so he could run it his way, because yeah, I agree, the whole thing needs to be completely wiped out and started from scratch. They don’t seem to care whether they’re making money or not. Just keep blindly doing things a stupid way even though it doesn’t work. We also need to completely redesign the way we make food. But the computer menu is good!

stone age busking

September 16, 2017

After watching some buskers for a while (pretty sure one was an INFJ) I’m fantasizing and having a weird vision of myself busking, all year long, in the winter, wearing Arctic fur coats, playing a stone synthesizer, a lithosynth or syntholith with bowls of water that have a falling stone that automatically falls when I release it and then reset it, or maybe the water pours from one dish to the next – somehow it automatically plays a series of notes – and fire lamps, and scented oils, and wood flutes, and maybe horsehair string instruments, singing bowls, people who use their body for beatboxing, and glossolalia singing. I’d wear colorful handknitted clothes, and sequins and semiprecious stones flashing in the candlelight. I’d be sure to play some three-beat songs. My music is too bizarre to be popular, but I’d also play instrumental electronic songs rendered on acoustic instruments. It would have energy, dance energy, spirit and soul and life. It would wake you up and make you remember something important. I even had my baby sitting on my lap with me in this vision.

I need culinary herbs and I need to move into my rv

September 16, 2017

I’m tired of not living life. I’m tired in general and the caffeine pill didn’t work today. I want my tiny square of land bought from the tax sale and I want it to be a useless and unprofitable piece of land that’s landlocked and has no access road and it turns out to be nothing but a highway drain gully. That’s where I’ll plant my native edible and useful plants. I just remember reading all these warnings about how you have to go visit the piece of land you buy at the sheriff sale or tax sale because if you haven’t seen it you don’t know what it is and you might get a weird piece of land. Weird pieces of land are fine with me.

My visions deserve to be made real. The vision of Anaya is a beautiful vision that deserves to exist. And the more I build it, the more I will know what it is, because even I do not know what it is. I will know more of what it is by elimination, by talking to people and realizing that their vision is different from mine. I need to clarify those visions.

Blaire said there were churches for sale in Bellefonte. The church of Anaya can in fact have a physical brick and mortar building. But I hesitate to come out in the open until there are members. The Sikh don’t have an openly visible church that I can point to. I don’t know where they go, in this particular town. I can point to the Jewish thing, whatever it’s called, and I can point to the Church of Christ, comma, Scientist. I can point to a couple towns that have a high percentage of Amish people.

I need to explain the vision to people who are able to hear it. Then I have to clarify what it is, partly by talking and partly by doing. It is meant to be global and eternal, which means training my replacements. How could I imbue someone else with my same vision? (“Imbue?”) I need sage and rosemary and other visionary herbs.

Because of wordpress’s extremely bad site design, I can’t even login to edit a page and fix a typo

September 15, 2017

I just noticed that I wrote "hastags" as the title of a blog, when I got an email saying there was a comment on it. It will take me less time to write a 4,000 word post about how much I hate WordPress for making pages that don’t function, than it will for me to wait for that page to load so I can fix the typo. I’m trying to log in and go to that page but it just won’t let me because of all the malfunctioning scripts.

One of my underground workshop’s projects will be to create not just a whole new web page, but a whole new internet that runs on a whole new computer operating system, on computers we physically build ourselves. I’m tired of waiting for idiots to fix things.

Waiting for my wagon to be delivered

September 15, 2017

I ordered a short range cheap electric scooter. It’s a sit down scooter, but they do have stand up ones as well. One kind folds up and can be carried. I got one of the cheaper kinds recommended on a website that talked about a bunch of different kinds, although there are too many to choose from, so I hastily chose something imperfect at random.

The “wagon” is my image of an extremely simple box with wheels. I think in PA you can only have up to three wheels on a little independent unregistered vehicle that qualifies as a cycle. So I might not be able to have a four wheeled electric wagon. I nearly got run over by a guy on a reclining trike coming down the hill in a parking lot where I assumed nobody would go. It was near Walmart. The guy came down right when I was about to step across the road, at high speed. He came from around the corner of the bank so I didn’t see him coming. Bank, a place where they keep money, not an embankment.

I want extremely simple electric vehicles that have no internet connection, and manual crank windows and manual locks and manual everything. But idiots will be like, “Oh, we have to add this feature,” and go down the slippery slope. It will literally be a mere wagon, even made of bamboo or wood. Then it has an electric motor. It could just as easily be drawn by Inuit sled dogs or by goats or yaks.

Hell, it could even have a hitch for those when you’re in the mood for a sled dog ride instead of an electric motor. The dogs come to work with me, and they stay in the fenced in yard behind Minit Mart with all the other employee sled dogs and they play all day while I’m working. We don’t really have this except in my fantasy world.

The only reason I haven’t done any crafts, building, or projects is because I must constantly fear being destroyed by police while camping. My underground workshop door must be extremely well hidden for hundreds of years. It’s worth too much to be accidentally found.