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December 20, 2016
We Will See What Happens To Me Today
I left the hospital this morning and immediately headed to the address on the card left by the Shaman I met last night. At first, I thought it was a joke. The address on the card led me to swanky part of La Jolla, California. This Shaman had set up shop right on some pretty nice Beach Front Property.
He must have felt that I would be too curious to pass up his invitation of wanting to stay alive, because he was dressed up in his Shaman regalia when I showed up.
Without saying a word, I instinctively followed him down to the water's edge. Laid out on a red and black rug were his tools for a Bone Divination ceremony. Before I knew what was happening, he started chanting, looking as if he was going into a trance almost immediately.
That is when I stopped him. I asked, "What are you doing? I have questions you need to answer before you go and do your voodoo ritual on me. Why did you say if I wanted to live, to meet you here?" He pauses for a moment, lights his tobacco pipe, and says, "I am a Shaman. I am in touch with the Spiritual World. If you want to live, I can save you. But you must be willing to sacrifice your soul from this body to someone else's body." I was definitely confused by this time. So I asked for clarity. "Are you saying that my consciousness would be in a different body altogether?" Without looking at me, he tells me, "Yes, and the soul who was in that body would flow into your body." This I had to think about. Yes, I wanted to live. But at what price? Do I actually have the right to assume someone's identity and condemn that person to death in my body? I never fought in a War. I was never Police Officer were I might have to take a life for the protection of others. I never, in my whole life, ever imagined killing someone. For any reason. I wiped a tear from my eyes and said. "Thank you, but no. It is my fate to bare, and my alone." With that I turned to leave. Walking away and refusing to look back, I heard, "You haven't always been Spiritual in your life, but I was right. You have it in you." I don't know what exactly he meant by those words. All I know is, when I got back to my car, I had a voice message on my cell phone. "Jim. This is Susan again from your Doctor's office. We have wonderful news for you. The CT machine that took the X-ray of your brain was faulty. We believe there is no tumor. You're perfectly fine. Please come in to our office so we can confirm our diagnosis." I turned around and saw no sign of the Shaman.
This is,I Already Had One Phone Call This Morning Asking Me If This Story Is True,I Guess I Am Getting Better As A Story Teller,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“More smiling, less worrying. More compassion, less judgment. More blessed, less stressed. More love, less hate.”
- Roy T. Bennett, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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He must have felt that I would be too curious to pass up his invitation of wanting to stay alive, because he was dressed up in his Shaman regalia when I showed up.
Without saying a word, I instinctively followed him down to the water's edge. Laid out on a red and black rug were his tools for a Bone Divination ceremony. Before I knew what was happening, he started chanting, looking as if he was going into a trance almost immediately.
That is when I stopped him. I asked, "What are you doing? I have questions you need to answer before you go and do your voodoo ritual on me. Why did you say if I wanted to live, to meet you here?" He pauses for a moment, lights his tobacco pipe, and says, "I am a Shaman. I am in touch with the Spiritual World. If you want to live, I can save you. But you must be willing to sacrifice your soul from this body to someone else's body." I was definitely confused by this time. So I asked for clarity. "Are you saying that my consciousness would be in a different body altogether?" Without looking at me, he tells me, "Yes, and the soul who was in that body would flow into your body." This I had to think about. Yes, I wanted to live. But at what price? Do I actually have the right to assume someone's identity and condemn that person to death in my body? I never fought in a War. I was never Police Officer were I might have to take a life for the protection of others. I never, in my whole life, ever imagined killing someone. For any reason. I wiped a tear from my eyes and said. "Thank you, but no. It is my fate to bare, and my alone." With that I turned to leave. Walking away and refusing to look back, I heard, "You haven't always been Spiritual in your life, but I was right. You have it in you." I don't know what exactly he meant by those words. All I know is, when I got back to my car, I had a voice message on my cell phone. "Jim. This is Susan again from your Doctor's office. We have wonderful news for you. The CT machine that took the X-ray of your brain was faulty. We believe there is no tumor. You're perfectly fine. Please come in to our office so we can confirm our diagnosis." I turned around and saw no sign of the Shaman.This is,I Already Had One Phone Call This Morning Asking Me If This Story Is True,I Guess I Am Getting Better As A Story Teller,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“More smiling, less worrying. More compassion, less judgment. More blessed, less stressed. More love, less hate.”
- Roy T. Bennett, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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December 19, 2016
We Will See What Happens To Me Tomorrow
It all started three months before. The headaches. I went to my local General Practitioner, looking for an explanation for the constant throbbing behind my eyes in the frontal lobe, going right through to the back of my head to the cerebellum.
She told me, "Well, there really isn't anything we can do for you here, in my office. I need you to go to a Specialist and get a CAT Scan." Nowadays, they are called a CT Scan for short. It is an X-ray image made using computerized axial tomography.
Once she received the results, she had one of her assistants call me directly at home. "Jim, this is Susan, from your Doctor's office. We have made arrangements for a room at the City Hospital for you. You need to go in right now and the Doctor will meet you there."
I checked in, and found my Doctor already in my room waiting for me, looking at my CT Scan. "Jim, sit down. We need to talk." So I sat down and asked my Doctor, "What's up? You're scaring me Doc." She looks at me somberly and says, "I'm sorry Jim. You should be scared. You have an inoperable brain tumor and I would estimate that you only have a month to live!"
I quickly went through the 5 stages of grief. First Denial. I told my Doc she is mistaken, and in not too kindly of words either. Anger. I was pissed off, at what I thought must have been an outside influence which had given me the tumor. Whom or what that was, I do not know. Bargaining. I started asking the Big Guy upstairs to give me another chance. I would do anything for another chance. Depression. Well, can you blame me? Acceptance. I told my Doc that I would stay only one night in the hospital because I needed to live my last few days to the fullest. After an hour or so of my Doctor and a Nurse doting over me, I was left alone in the room so I could get some rest. Of course I couldn't sleep. About two in the morning a man, dressed as a Shaman, came into my room. I stared in disbelief. After all I've been through today, now some crackpot, looking right out of a 1920's silent film about witch doctors, waves his hands over me, releasing a white powder over my bed sheets. He hands me his card and says, "If you want to live? Come and see me tomorrow." With that, he leaves my room. On the card, there was only a local address, nothing else. No name, no phone number, nothing. So that is where I am today. Tomorrow, I am going to find this guy, and ask him how he knew I am going to die, and what did he mean by, if I wanted to live? Of course I do. Doesn't everyone?
This is,Will See What Happens To Me TomorrowAnd Then I Will Post It,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Humans are a part of creation and shamanism is our way of connecting with the whole.”
- Will Adcock, -
This is the beginning of my story and I am sticking to it!
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She told me, "Well, there really isn't anything we can do for you here, in my office. I need you to go to a Specialist and get a CAT Scan." Nowadays, they are called a CT Scan for short. It is an X-ray image made using computerized axial tomography.
Once she received the results, she had one of her assistants call me directly at home. "Jim, this is Susan, from your Doctor's office. We have made arrangements for a room at the City Hospital for you. You need to go in right now and the Doctor will meet you there."
I checked in, and found my Doctor already in my room waiting for me, looking at my CT Scan. "Jim, sit down. We need to talk." So I sat down and asked my Doctor, "What's up? You're scaring me Doc." She looks at me somberly and says, "I'm sorry Jim. You should be scared. You have an inoperable brain tumor and I would estimate that you only have a month to live!"
I quickly went through the 5 stages of grief. First Denial. I told my Doc she is mistaken, and in not too kindly of words either. Anger. I was pissed off, at what I thought must have been an outside influence which had given me the tumor. Whom or what that was, I do not know. Bargaining. I started asking the Big Guy upstairs to give me another chance. I would do anything for another chance. Depression. Well, can you blame me? Acceptance. I told my Doc that I would stay only one night in the hospital because I needed to live my last few days to the fullest. After an hour or so of my Doctor and a Nurse doting over me, I was left alone in the room so I could get some rest. Of course I couldn't sleep. About two in the morning a man, dressed as a Shaman, came into my room. I stared in disbelief. After all I've been through today, now some crackpot, looking right out of a 1920's silent film about witch doctors, waves his hands over me, releasing a white powder over my bed sheets. He hands me his card and says, "If you want to live? Come and see me tomorrow." With that, he leaves my room. On the card, there was only a local address, nothing else. No name, no phone number, nothing. So that is where I am today. Tomorrow, I am going to find this guy, and ask him how he knew I am going to die, and what did he mean by, if I wanted to live? Of course I do. Doesn't everyone?This is,Will See What Happens To Me TomorrowAnd Then I Will Post It,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Humans are a part of creation and shamanism is our way of connecting with the whole.”
- Will Adcock, -
This is the beginning of my story and I am sticking to it!
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Will See What Happens To Me Tomorrow
It all started three months before. The headaches. I went to my local General Practitioner, looking for an explanation for the constant throbbing behind my eyes in the frontal lobe, going right through to the back of my head to the cerebellum.
She told me, "Well, there really isn't anything we can do for you here, in my office. I need you to go to a Specialist and get a CAT Scan." Nowadays, they are called a CT Scan for short. It is an X-ray image made using computerized axial tomography.
Once she received the results, she had one of her assistants call me directly at home. "Jim, this is Susan, from your Doctor's office. We have made arrangements for a room at the City Hospital for you. You need to go in right now and the Doctor will meet you there."
I checked in, and found my Doctor already in my room waiting for me, looking at my CT Scan. "Jim, sit down. We need to talk." So I sat down and asked my Doctor, "What's up? You're scaring me Doc." She looks at me somberly and says, "I'm sorry Jim. You should be scared. You have an inoperable brain tumor and I would estimate that you only have a month to live!"
I quickly went through the 5 stages of grief. First Denial. I told my Doc she is mistaken, and in not too kindly of words either. Anger. I was pissed off, at what I thought must have been an outside influence which had given me the tumor. Whom or what that was, I do not know. Bargaining. I started asking the Big Guy upstairs to give me another chance. I would do anything for another chance. Depression. Well, can you blame me? Acceptance. I told my Doc that I would stay only one night in the hospital because I needed to live my last few days to the fullest. After an hour or so of my Doctor and a Nurse doting over me, I was left alone in the room so I could get some rest. Of course I couldn't sleep. About two in the morning a man, dressed as a Shaman, came into my room. I stared in disbelief. After all I've been through today, now some crackpot, looking right out of a 1920's silent film about witch doctors, waves his hands over me, releasing a white powder over my bed sheets. He hands me his card and says, "If you want to live? Come and see me tomorrow." With that, he leaves my room. On the card, there was only a local address, nothing else. No name, no phone number, nothing. So that is where I am today. Tomorrow, I am going to find this guy, and ask him how he knew I am going to die, and what did he mean by, if I wanted to live? Of course I do. Doesn't everyone?
This is,Will See What Happens To Me TomorrowAnd Then I Will Post It,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Humans are a part of creation and shamanism is our way of connecting with the whole.”
- Will Adcock, -
This is the beginning of my story and I am sticking to it!
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She told me, "Well, there really isn't anything we can do for you here, in my office. I need you to go to a Specialist and get a CAT Scan." Nowadays, they are called a CT Scan for short. It is an X-ray image made using computerized axial tomography.
Once she received the results, she had one of her assistants call me directly at home. "Jim, this is Susan, from your Doctor's office. We have made arrangements for a room at the City Hospital for you. You need to go in right now and the Doctor will meet you there."
I checked in, and found my Doctor already in my room waiting for me, looking at my CT Scan. "Jim, sit down. We need to talk." So I sat down and asked my Doctor, "What's up? You're scaring me Doc." She looks at me somberly and says, "I'm sorry Jim. You should be scared. You have an inoperable brain tumor and I would estimate that you only have a month to live!"
I quickly went through the 5 stages of grief. First Denial. I told my Doc she is mistaken, and in not too kindly of words either. Anger. I was pissed off, at what I thought must have been an outside influence which had given me the tumor. Whom or what that was, I do not know. Bargaining. I started asking the Big Guy upstairs to give me another chance. I would do anything for another chance. Depression. Well, can you blame me? Acceptance. I told my Doc that I would stay only one night in the hospital because I needed to live my last few days to the fullest. After an hour or so of my Doctor and a Nurse doting over me, I was left alone in the room so I could get some rest. Of course I couldn't sleep. About two in the morning a man, dressed as a Shaman, came into my room. I stared in disbelief. After all I've been through today, now some crackpot, looking right out of a 1920's silent film about witch doctors, waves his hands over me, releasing a white powder over my bed sheets. He hands me his card and says, "If you want to live? Come and see me tomorrow." With that, he leaves my room. On the card, there was only a local address, nothing else. No name, no phone number, nothing. So that is where I am today. Tomorrow, I am going to find this guy, and ask him how he knew I am going to die, and what did he mean by, if I wanted to live? Of course I do. Doesn't everyone?This is,Will See What Happens To Me TomorrowAnd Then I Will Post It,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Humans are a part of creation and shamanism is our way of connecting with the whole.”
- Will Adcock, -
This is the beginning of my story and I am sticking to it!
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December 17, 2016
I Want To Witness Man Going To Mars
Yesterday,I spent my evening watching television programs featuring stories aboutMars.Some stories were about the trialsand tribulations the rovers,Spirit & Opportunityhad to overcome.NASA'snewest rover,Curiosityand what science it has been doing onMars.And a program calledMars: The Secret Science.I love the explanations given of what it takes to get toMars,the science behind it,and what was important once these rovers got to theRed Planet.What I got out of it,First & Foremost,everyone wants to find out if there was any kind of life onMars,ever.We are not just talking about multi-celled creatures,but even a hint of any bacterial organisms.Second,thatManis going toMarsby hookor crook.EitherNASAwill be sending a teamorPrivate Firmswill be footing the bills.It takes nine months of travel time to reach the planet with today's technology,so it is pretty obvious to me that it will likely be a one way trip for the firstExplorers.The only question I have for these futureMars Expeditionsis, if the first,second,or both missions fail,with eitheror both crews perishing,will there be more missions?Unlike the explorersand colonists of theFifteenth,Sixteenth,andSeventeenth Centuries,where complete colonies disappeared,public sentiment still ran high,asking for more explorers to colonies the new land?Will it be the same withMars? One thing for sure,they will need water once they get there.
An Ice Sheet the Size of New Mexico Hidden in Martian Crater.
By KENNETH CHANG for The New York Times.com
"An ice sheet with more water than Lake Superior may slake the thirst of future astronauts living on Mars. Using radar soundings from NASA’s Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter spacecraft, scientists probed what lies in Utopia Planitia, a 2,000-mile-wide basin within an ancient impact crater. For decades, the region looked intriguing because of polygonal cracking and scalloped depressions in the landscape. In places on Earth like the Canadian Arctic, patterns like these arise from ice beneath the surface. The ground cracks as ice underneath expands and contracts with the changing temperatures; the scallops, as if carved by an ice cream scoop, are places where the surface sinks as the ice melts. Ms. Stuurman, the lead author of an article in the journal Geophysical Research Letters that described the findings, said the radar reflections revealed that the ice sheet, ranging in thickness from 260 to 560 feet, covered an area larger than New Mexico."
Now scientists will have to find a way to bring drilling equipment along withHabitats,Hydroponics,Supplies,andRecycling Equipment.It will be the first planet thatManwill be living on where he will reuse everything.Nothing going to waste!Instead of theRed Planet,we will be calling it theGreen Planet.
This is,Hurry Up Already,I Want To Witness Man Going To Mars,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Problem is (follow me closely here, the science is pretty complicated), if I cut a hole in the Habitat, the air won't stay inside anymore.”
- Andy Weir, -
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An Ice Sheet the Size of New Mexico Hidden in Martian Crater.
By KENNETH CHANG for The New York Times.com
"An ice sheet with more water than Lake Superior may slake the thirst of future astronauts living on Mars. Using radar soundings from NASA’s Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter spacecraft, scientists probed what lies in Utopia Planitia, a 2,000-mile-wide basin within an ancient impact crater. For decades, the region looked intriguing because of polygonal cracking and scalloped depressions in the landscape. In places on Earth like the Canadian Arctic, patterns like these arise from ice beneath the surface. The ground cracks as ice underneath expands and contracts with the changing temperatures; the scallops, as if carved by an ice cream scoop, are places where the surface sinks as the ice melts. Ms. Stuurman, the lead author of an article in the journal Geophysical Research Letters that described the findings, said the radar reflections revealed that the ice sheet, ranging in thickness from 260 to 560 feet, covered an area larger than New Mexico."
Now scientists will have to find a way to bring drilling equipment along withHabitats,Hydroponics,Supplies,andRecycling Equipment.It will be the first planet thatManwill be living on where he will reuse everything.Nothing going to waste!Instead of theRed Planet,we will be calling it theGreen Planet.This is,Hurry Up Already,I Want To Witness Man Going To Mars,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Problem is (follow me closely here, the science is pretty complicated), if I cut a hole in the Habitat, the air won't stay inside anymore.”
- Andy Weir, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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December 16, 2016
Putting Out An All Points Bulletin
It'sDecember 16thin this part of theWorldand it is onlyNine More Daysuntil some fat guy comes busting into your home,leaving candyand presents under an overpriced tree for all of your kids.Don't we always tell are kids not to talk to strangers?But we will let a rosy cheeked,rotund,bear of a man entice our children with gifts.And the size of the tree you have is all relative too.One year I thought I would"Save A Tree"by putting out a pine scented cardboard cutout of a tree that said"Air Freshener"on it,and my kids got microscopic presents,one and all.This guy chains animals,in a procession line,of barbaric cruelty to pull his overloaded outdated carriage.He dresses up his work force,all in green tights,which seems a little perverted to me since they aren't even Irish,making them work dayand night to meet his deadline.No time off for theHolidays,never a pay raise,no maternity leave,and if they don't live up to his strict production quotas,they are thrown out in the cold.They are theBob Cratchitof employees for the businessman,Scrooge!What is this about that he knows who has been naughtyor nice business?It says to me that he has been spying on my house to take a peek at my kids covertly.A Peeping Tom!I'm starting aNeighborhood Watchdog Groupand we are going to take this guy down.I don't want to say I am a vigilante,but if he has photographs of my kids on him,playing in my yardor in my house,that will be the last time his fingers will ever be able to work a camera!Where does he get his funding for this yearly project?With all the data he has been collecting has he been selling the information to theCIA,MI-6,orKBG?Or is it organization,so secret,so underground,that the average person hasn't even heard of them.Like maybe theNorth Pole Fairy Secret Police!That's it.This is all a plot forWorld Domination.First the children,then the teenagers,and it can go on from there.We must all band togetherand stop this so calledJolly Fat Man.We don't know how he gets his jollies.All we know is that he breaks into our houses,while we are asleep,eats our cookiesand drinks our milk,and is gone before anyone ever sees him.Not this year.This year myNeighborhood Watchdog Group,The Anti-Santas,is going to put a stop to this hippo,once and for all!
This is,Putting Out An All Points Bulletin For This Guy,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies!”
- Francis Pharcellus Church -
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This is,Putting Out An All Points Bulletin For This Guy,Jim Hauenstein,And,
“Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies!”
- Francis Pharcellus Church -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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December 15, 2016
Why Should I Die? Chapter 6
The arrogance of these men and women can only be explained by the nano-forms their bots take in this battle of attrition! With seemingly endless reserves attacking endless reserves, each Trustee has his bots take the shape of some kind of weapon or soldier, as either defender or aggressor. The accompanying cascading light show highlights the winner of each battle. The World will soon know who rules them! The truth is, each nanobot could take on a nanobot of its own without anyone witnessing the victor because of their size. But what's the fun in that? The ego and the id of these individuals, have to be satisfied too. The spoils of victory in the Board Room, or the battlefield is no different to these people than the elation felt by the great generals of the past. Winners and losers alike. It’s the power you feel as multitudes of average citizens do as you wish! As in this case, throngs of nanobots at your beckon command, fighting side by side, so you can rule over the World. These Trustees feel a kinship between themselves and Commanders of the past. Like Alexander the Great, Philip II of Macedon, Caesar, Pompey, Wellington, Napoleon, Washington, Cornwallis, Eisenhower, Hitler, Dayan, Nasser, Schwarzkopf, Hussein, Yuan, Ticchi, Gouzoule, and Konheim. Those were some of the Military Leaders, when humanity rose up to either stop a Tyrant or side with him. Most recently, the only person willing to put the moniker of General before his name was Humberto Uhl. The only person to be publicly disintegrated by nanobots in a horrific painful display of power by Chairman Jonas Van House to squash any further revolts against him Worldwide. Humanity today has no invested interest in the revolt displayed by the Royal Families. To them, it's one Tyrant against many Tyrants. After the victor shows his image to everyone mentally and his colors light up the Corporate offices, they'll all go back to their labors as usual. To the lower class masses, life will not change. Life is only the playground for those few super Rich, and for today only, the World's children watching their fireworks display! “As I told you before Trustee Chang, I don't need to defeat you. I only need to hold you off until I'm done speaking here today!” Chairman Van Hause says. Once again, a serene Charles Paley speaks up, “Mr. Chairman, I'll ask my associates to please refrain from further interruptions, but I can understand his and everyone's concern by the aggression you have demonstrated with your Red Guard Nanobots!” “And if I lay down my arms, will all of you lay down yours?” Says a smiling Van Hause. “Sir, let me interject if I may.” Interrupts Peter. Then preaching to all in attendance he says, “What is happening outside these hallowed walls, will continue no matter what shallow promises are made here inside them. So let’s spend the time we have left listening to Chairman Van Hause. He has said that he would reveal to us today what his final goals in life will be. Hopefully, he will give us an idea of what to expect will change, if anything will change from our past, now that he is sending Nestor back in time!” Pauses for a moment, then adds, “Isn't that what we really want to hear!” At first, Jonas does not know what to make of Peter's statement; the time we have left. But his mental relay to his Nano-Guard shows no sign of Peter's Iris blue color bots within the attacking group of nano-armies. He relaxes his suspicion of his friend by saying, “Thank you Peter.” “There are many theories on time travel, from The Grandfather's Paradox, Novikov's Self Consistency Principle, Multiple Universes Hypothesis, to Summerville's Time Line Theory, and everything in between. I've read them all, and quite frankly I'm a businessman, not a Physicist! I do not understand the complexities involved in Time travel nor do I care! But we now know changing the Past does change the Future. No question.” Van Hause has everyone’s attention as he continues. “So which theory is the correct one you might be asking yourself? So you too can make time travel a priority within your manufacturing plants! So all of you can try to be the next Man or Woman to manipulate the past in your favor! Is it then the Multiple Universe Hypothesis that is correct? Or is it the Branching Universe Hypothesis the right answer? Or is there another Theory out there in Physics which explains why I'm here? I don't know. And I don't give a damn!” Peter and his Secretary are the only two people who stand up in the room, staring at Jonas. They can feel this is the moment. This is why they are all here! Outside the Chamber, there seems to be a last ditch effort by all the Trustee's Nanobots to break down the walls of the Board Room! They would have succeeded too if it wasn't for the Iris Blue light show demonstrating to the children of the World watching that a new defender has come to the aid of the Chairman! “I wasn't sure how to go about the change needed to reverse what Nestor has done until only yesterday. So my Wife and my Son can once again have the full life they deserve.” “I have had my turn. The one I've asked for. I have lived my life to the fullest. Filled with wonderful experiences! I have felt Love, Hate, Happiness, Sadness, Elation, Depression, everything in between, and everything else I would have missed out on if I would have died that day in May of 2018.” “But now I want my Wife and my Son to have their turn. To have the life they missed out on!” A dazzling glowing light radiates from the center of the Chairman's chest. He casts his robes aside revealing nostalgic looking clothing on his person. Blaring, ear-piercing sounds engulf the Board Room. The sphere of light expands until it only encircles Jonas Van Hause. He looks to his friend, Peter, who is smiling. The illumination surrounding Van Hause intensifies until it culminates in an explosion which throws all the Trustees out of their chairs and up against the walls.
This is,The End Of Chapter 6,The Rewrite,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Yeah, but what if you went back and killed your own grandfather?" He stared at me, baffled. "Why the fuck would you do that?”
- Stephen King, -
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December 14, 2016
The Girl, The Gun, And The Broken Heart Tattoo
I got out of the Hospital today, so I can finally tell you the real reason I didn't write on my Blog Sunday. It all started that morning when my second oldest daughter suggested that I go along with her and my third oldest daughter to the Tattoo Parlor. The local office of Ink Masters were having their annual sale, of only $25, on a variety of Tats. I have always tried to talk my kids out of getting Tattoos, but to no avail. I don't know what was in my breakfast cereal that morning, but I told myself, "Why not?" Right away, I had the perfect Tattoo in mind. The classic Heart on my arm, with Mom inscribed in the middle of it.
So off we went, the three of us, to the Tattoo Parlor. Once we got there, I told the clerk what I wanted, and he suggested I wait about five more minutes for Valerie to come into work because she is an expert at Tatting Hearts. I didn't have to wait. At that moment, a hauntingly beautiful, pierced, tattooed, black raven haired, black lipstick lipped, black denim wearing women walks in with the brightest green eyes you will ever see, besides in an oriental jade statue. She had the deep sultry voice, reminiscent of the Nigerian-born singer, Sade. I sat down on her workstation chair, introduced myself, she shook my hand, and said Hi. After awhile, the outline of the heart was done with the word Mom in it, and Valerie coloring in the blue roses surrounding the Tat. That is when a gentleman walks in brandishing a gun. When he sees Valerie, he immediately goes in her direction, waving the pistol, telling everyone to get out of the place. Luckily, my two daughters and everyone else, got out of the place safely. Except me. I, my friends, was frozen in my chair. One reason, because of a crazed wielding lunatic with a gun, the second, because my Tattoo Artist had a tight grip on my arm, still working on my Tattoo! The man walks up to us, stands not even five feet in front of Valerie, and says, "If I can't have you, nobody will." Without flinching, the woman holding onto my arm, looks up and says, "Shut up Fred. You know you're going to jail for this." Then Fred, the lunatic, shakily points the pistol towards her head, and screams as if he is trying with all his might to pull the trigger, but that something is stopping him. In the meantime, Valerie lets go of my arm, stares at Fred with bored jaded eyes, as if she was boring a whole through his mind. That is when I thought I had my chance to escape. I was slowly moving off the chair, when I got my feet tangled in its legs. I tumbled forward, chair and all, into a screaming Fred. The gun goes off, I knock Fred to the floor, where Valerie gives him a quick black boot kick to the side of his head, knocking him out cold. The bullet? It grazed right across my tribute to my Mother, erasing her name, leaving a permanent scare where the word Mom used to be. The local Newspaper lauded me as a Hero, while the local Police branded me as a foolish Vigilante who could have gotten himself killed. Today, after I went back to the Parlor to see what Valerie could do to fix my Tat, she told me, that if I leave the way it was, looking like a Broken Heart ripped in two, she would never reveal my clumsy encounter with a chair, which was the cause of me falling into the gun toting Fred. My choices at that moment were; save face in front of the World and stay a Hero, or have a woman with green eyes embarrass me by telling the World the truth.
This is,Which Choice Would You Choose?Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“If you are not the hero of your own story, then you're missing the whole point of your humanity.”
- Steve Maraboli, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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So off we went, the three of us, to the Tattoo Parlor. Once we got there, I told the clerk what I wanted, and he suggested I wait about five more minutes for Valerie to come into work because she is an expert at Tatting Hearts. I didn't have to wait. At that moment, a hauntingly beautiful, pierced, tattooed, black raven haired, black lipstick lipped, black denim wearing women walks in with the brightest green eyes you will ever see, besides in an oriental jade statue. She had the deep sultry voice, reminiscent of the Nigerian-born singer, Sade. I sat down on her workstation chair, introduced myself, she shook my hand, and said Hi. After awhile, the outline of the heart was done with the word Mom in it, and Valerie coloring in the blue roses surrounding the Tat. That is when a gentleman walks in brandishing a gun. When he sees Valerie, he immediately goes in her direction, waving the pistol, telling everyone to get out of the place. Luckily, my two daughters and everyone else, got out of the place safely. Except me. I, my friends, was frozen in my chair. One reason, because of a crazed wielding lunatic with a gun, the second, because my Tattoo Artist had a tight grip on my arm, still working on my Tattoo! The man walks up to us, stands not even five feet in front of Valerie, and says, "If I can't have you, nobody will." Without flinching, the woman holding onto my arm, looks up and says, "Shut up Fred. You know you're going to jail for this." Then Fred, the lunatic, shakily points the pistol towards her head, and screams as if he is trying with all his might to pull the trigger, but that something is stopping him. In the meantime, Valerie lets go of my arm, stares at Fred with bored jaded eyes, as if she was boring a whole through his mind. That is when I thought I had my chance to escape. I was slowly moving off the chair, when I got my feet tangled in its legs. I tumbled forward, chair and all, into a screaming Fred. The gun goes off, I knock Fred to the floor, where Valerie gives him a quick black boot kick to the side of his head, knocking him out cold. The bullet? It grazed right across my tribute to my Mother, erasing her name, leaving a permanent scare where the word Mom used to be. The local Newspaper lauded me as a Hero, while the local Police branded me as a foolish Vigilante who could have gotten himself killed. Today, after I went back to the Parlor to see what Valerie could do to fix my Tat, she told me, that if I leave the way it was, looking like a Broken Heart ripped in two, she would never reveal my clumsy encounter with a chair, which was the cause of me falling into the gun toting Fred. My choices at that moment were; save face in front of the World and stay a Hero, or have a woman with green eyes embarrass me by telling the World the truth.This is,Which Choice Would You Choose?Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“If you are not the hero of your own story, then you're missing the whole point of your humanity.”
- Steve Maraboli, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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December 13, 2016
Read A Really Good Book
I have always been a big fan ofDouglas Adamsafter readingThe Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
For reasons,unbeknownst to me,I have never read anything else by him,other then the 5 books associated withThe Hitchhiker's Guide.This week is different though.I went to theLibraryand picked up a copy ofDirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency.
The first book in a series of three.The reason I picked up the book is,becauseBBC Americais doing a wonderful entertaining television show based on the series.
The show is so off the wall,I have to read the original story.If you haven't read anything byDouglas Adamsin your life,start out by readingThe Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.You won't go wrong!
This is,Suggesting You Put Down That Smart Phone For A MinuteAnd Read A Really Good Book,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Think before you speak. Read before you think.”
- Fran Lebowitz, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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For reasons,unbeknownst to me,I have never read anything else by him,other then the 5 books associated withThe Hitchhiker's Guide.This week is different though.I went to theLibraryand picked up a copy ofDirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency.
The first book in a series of three.The reason I picked up the book is,becauseBBC Americais doing a wonderful entertaining television show based on the series.
The show is so off the wall,I have to read the original story.If you haven't read anything byDouglas Adamsin your life,start out by readingThe Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.You won't go wrong!This is,Suggesting You Put Down That Smart Phone For A MinuteAnd Read A Really Good Book,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Think before you speak. Read before you think.”
- Fran Lebowitz, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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Thanks for reading.
December 12, 2016
I Am Not Sure I Understand Haiku Yet,
It is questionand answer day,here on theBlog.Questionsyou didn't know what you wanted to ask!The first question,"What is Haiku?"Is a very good questionSeñor & Señorita.
Haiku is a Very Short Form of Japanese Poetry.from Wikipedia "It is typically characterized by three qualities. The essence of haiku is "cutting" (kiru). This is often represented by the juxtaposition of two images or ideas and a kireji ("cutting word") between them, a kind of verbal punctuation mark which signals the moment of separation and colors the manner in which the juxtaposed elements are related. Traditional haiku consist of 17 on (also known as morae though often loosely translated as "syllables"), in three phrases of 5, 7, and 5 on respectively. A kigo (seasonal reference), usually drawn from a saijiki , an extensive but defined list of such words. In Japanese, haiku are traditionally printed in a single vertical line while haiku in English often appear in three lines to parallel the three phrases of Japanese haiku."
I Apologies私の謝罪For Sunday's Absentia日曜日の不在のためA Writer Should Write作家が書く必要があります。
There you have my apology for missing a day of writing on thisBlogSunday,in the form ofHaiku.It just doesn't translate very well inEnglish.
If you like looking up to the skies at night as much as I do,looking into the beautifulMilky Way,but the weather gets in your way sometimes,check out,
Sky VistasAstrophotography by Gerald RhemannQuote from the photographer. "Astrophotography is the art of photographing the sky above, bringing faint objects of the cosmos to life, and showing just how beautiful our universe is. Apart from imaging the universe there is also a scientific reason why I do this."Here are just a few of his wonderful work.
Fox Fur Nebula
Comet C/2013X1 Panstarrs
NGC 7293 Helix Nebula Constellation Aquarius
Now,aren't you happy I answered thoseQuestionsyou didn't know you wanted to ask!
This is,I Am Not Sure I Understand Haiku Yet,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“What a strange thing! To be alive, beneath cherry blossoms.”
- Kobayashi Issa, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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Thanks for reading.
Haiku is a Very Short Form of Japanese Poetry.from Wikipedia "It is typically characterized by three qualities. The essence of haiku is "cutting" (kiru). This is often represented by the juxtaposition of two images or ideas and a kireji ("cutting word") between them, a kind of verbal punctuation mark which signals the moment of separation and colors the manner in which the juxtaposed elements are related. Traditional haiku consist of 17 on (also known as morae though often loosely translated as "syllables"), in three phrases of 5, 7, and 5 on respectively. A kigo (seasonal reference), usually drawn from a saijiki , an extensive but defined list of such words. In Japanese, haiku are traditionally printed in a single vertical line while haiku in English often appear in three lines to parallel the three phrases of Japanese haiku."
I Apologies私の謝罪For Sunday's Absentia日曜日の不在のためA Writer Should Write作家が書く必要があります。There you have my apology for missing a day of writing on thisBlogSunday,in the form ofHaiku.It just doesn't translate very well inEnglish.
If you like looking up to the skies at night as much as I do,looking into the beautifulMilky Way,but the weather gets in your way sometimes,check out,
Sky VistasAstrophotography by Gerald RhemannQuote from the photographer. "Astrophotography is the art of photographing the sky above, bringing faint objects of the cosmos to life, and showing just how beautiful our universe is. Apart from imaging the universe there is also a scientific reason why I do this."Here are just a few of his wonderful work.
Fox Fur Nebula
Comet C/2013X1 Panstarrs
NGC 7293 Helix Nebula Constellation Aquarius Now,aren't you happy I answered thoseQuestionsyou didn't know you wanted to ask!
This is,I Am Not Sure I Understand Haiku Yet,Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“What a strange thing! To be alive, beneath cherry blossoms.”
- Kobayashi Issa, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
December 10, 2016
I Love The Way Europe Names It Largest Telescope
On December 7th,Agence France-Presse (AFP),broke the story that;
Dark Matter Smoother than We Thought: Study.(I guess that is how it translated today.) on Yahoo News.com from AFP Newswire"Paris - Dark matter, the mysterious substance believed to comprise a quarter of our Universe, is spread out more smoothly than previously thought, said a study Wednesday that may challenge some tenets of physics. The finding may throw into question what little we know about the birth and growth of the cosmos, astronomers reported. All we can say for now is that something appears to be not quite right, study co-author Konrad Kuijken of the Leiden Observatory in the Netherlands. Studying the light of some 15 million distant galaxies with Europe's Very Large Telescope (VLT) in Chile, Kuijken and a team found dark matter to be significantly "less clumpy" than previously shown by the European Space Agency's Planck satellite. Dark matter is a mysterious substance not visible to telescopes and perceived only through its gravitational pull on other objects in the Universe."
If they would have read myPost,I Have A Theory!They would have found that I had already explained what was happening out inSpace.Of course,it was originally intended to account for whyAlienscame to theEarthin the past,but are not with us today.Because of theEbb & FlowofDark Mattermoving theWormholesaround!They could have saved themselves a lot of timeand money if they had just come to meand had asked.But,then theScientistswouldn't be able to write a paperand get their names in the news.
Closer to home;We have less ice in the world right now than any November on record — but don't panic yet.by Rafi Letzter for Business Insider.com"There has never been less sea ice recorded on Earth than there is right now. Both the Arctic and Antarctic are significantly below their usual extents — that is, the area of the ocean covered by ice. That's in part because the Arctic is an astonishing 36 degrees Fahrenheit warmer than usual as winter begins in the Northern Hemisphere. This is wildly unusual, and a reality that emerges from trends associated from climate change. But it also doesn't necessarily mean we've stepped suddenly over the threshold into some new climate era. Instead, according to Mark Serreze, director of the National Snow and Ice Data Center (NSIDC), what we're seeing is a kind of giant, scary global coincidence — the kind we should expect to see much more often as the world warms."
I like the wayBusiness Insidertries to make this picture of ice anIllusionof something its not by a trick of the camera lens.Oooh!Scary.
This is,I Love The Way Europe Names It Largest Telescope In The First Story I Wrote About. "Europe's Very Large Telescope!"Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Global warming, along with the cutting and burning of forests and other critical habitats, is causing the loss of living species at a level comparable to the extinction event that wiped out the dinosaurs 65 million years ago. That event was believed to have been caused by a giant asteroid. This time it is not an asteroid colliding with the Earth and wreaking havoc: it is us.”
- Al Gore, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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Thanks for reading.
Dark Matter Smoother than We Thought: Study.(I guess that is how it translated today.) on Yahoo News.com from AFP Newswire"Paris - Dark matter, the mysterious substance believed to comprise a quarter of our Universe, is spread out more smoothly than previously thought, said a study Wednesday that may challenge some tenets of physics. The finding may throw into question what little we know about the birth and growth of the cosmos, astronomers reported. All we can say for now is that something appears to be not quite right, study co-author Konrad Kuijken of the Leiden Observatory in the Netherlands. Studying the light of some 15 million distant galaxies with Europe's Very Large Telescope (VLT) in Chile, Kuijken and a team found dark matter to be significantly "less clumpy" than previously shown by the European Space Agency's Planck satellite. Dark matter is a mysterious substance not visible to telescopes and perceived only through its gravitational pull on other objects in the Universe."
If they would have read myPost,I Have A Theory!They would have found that I had already explained what was happening out inSpace.Of course,it was originally intended to account for whyAlienscame to theEarthin the past,but are not with us today.Because of theEbb & FlowofDark Mattermoving theWormholesaround!They could have saved themselves a lot of timeand money if they had just come to meand had asked.But,then theScientistswouldn't be able to write a paperand get their names in the news.Closer to home;We have less ice in the world right now than any November on record — but don't panic yet.by Rafi Letzter for Business Insider.com"There has never been less sea ice recorded on Earth than there is right now. Both the Arctic and Antarctic are significantly below their usual extents — that is, the area of the ocean covered by ice. That's in part because the Arctic is an astonishing 36 degrees Fahrenheit warmer than usual as winter begins in the Northern Hemisphere. This is wildly unusual, and a reality that emerges from trends associated from climate change. But it also doesn't necessarily mean we've stepped suddenly over the threshold into some new climate era. Instead, according to Mark Serreze, director of the National Snow and Ice Data Center (NSIDC), what we're seeing is a kind of giant, scary global coincidence — the kind we should expect to see much more often as the world warms."
I like the wayBusiness Insidertries to make this picture of ice anIllusionof something its not by a trick of the camera lens.Oooh!Scary.This is,I Love The Way Europe Names It Largest Telescope In The First Story I Wrote About. "Europe's Very Large Telescope!"Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“Global warming, along with the cutting and burning of forests and other critical habitats, is causing the loss of living species at a level comparable to the extinction event that wiped out the dinosaurs 65 million years ago. That event was believed to have been caused by a giant asteroid. This time it is not an asteroid colliding with the Earth and wreaking havoc: it is us.”
- Al Gore, -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
Like what you are reading,or do not like what you see.Set up my Blog as your Homepage,or sign up as a Follower,or leave a Comment,and I will answer you in a Post.
Thanks for reading.
