JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Posted by H.V.O.M at 6:00 PM Friday, June 24, 2011
I started thinking specifically about me being on that roof because of a flood and then I read the other stuff I noted before it. I find that compelling because I was only looking for the part I wrote about imagining having to climb on that roof and I started thinking about that part after I scanned a headline about an asteroid that is supposed to fly near the planet Earth in the next few days. So thinking about that and "Bracing for close encounter with asteroid" and before I found these details in my journal that I was looking for, I started thinking that the delivery mechanism for the zombie plague is an asteroid. Or at least, I was thinking as I told people in the past after I make my pending time travel jump, that was the story in the newspapers. All the news media reports that the zombie apocalypse started because of an asteroid that hit the Pacific Ocean about thirty miles west of the coast of Washington State. As I imagined it, I saw the water from the tsunami approach my location but it stopped short of where I live. I thought further about how if I had stayed in downtown Seattle, and instead of moving, then the tsunami would have got me too. I also today, during the course of my pursuit of this line thought, discovered another compelling detail about where I live compared to Queen Anne hill. So as I told them after I make my pending time travel jump, I saw the zombies appear. They came out of the tsunami waters. The people who were killed by the tsunami became zombies. People in cemeteries that were flooded also converted to zombies and rose from the gravesites and began feasting on live human beings. The catastrophe was - will be - a lot more grotesque that what you see on television and movies. The zombies are fast and they do more than just take a quick bite. Maybe this what happens first. They need to convert as many humans as possible very quickly so the zombies on the leading edge of the zombie blitzkrieg will only take a quick bite out of a human and then move on to convert as many as possible. The plague does quickly consume the state of Washington so that makes sense.
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2006 19:55:37 -0800 (PST)
From: "Kerry Burgess"
Subject: Re: Sleep journal 3/28/06
To: "Kerry Burgess"
Kerry Burgess wrote:
Very interesting dream that featured prominently my imaginary girlfriend, whom made me smile today. She told me in the dream "when I'm ready." That's what I was hoping to hear, but then, just like sitting in front of the tv, none of it is really real. There was at least one, maybe more, weird strange aspects to the dream, but I think it was just mischief on the part of the dream manipulator. I figured she was personally directing the dream and threw that in to screw with my head, or someone else was relaying her comments/whatever-however-it's-done to my sleeping mind. After awaking I was extremely annoyed at the people that are actively disturbing my sleep. I slept one time for almost 6 hours, but all the other times are no more than 3 hours every 12 hours or so. I'm going crazy here, I need some goddamned sleep.
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2006 19:55:37 -0800 (PST)
From: "Kerry Burgess"
Subject: Re: Sleep journal 3/28/06
To: "Kerry Burgess"
Kerry Burgess wrote:
And before the happy-time-with-my-imaginary-girlfriend segment of the dream, there was something about something collapsing that I didn't want to be around.
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[ Bill Gates-Microsoft-Corbis-Nazi the cowardly International Terrorist Organization violently against the United States of America federal government actively instigate insurrection and subversive activity against the United States of America federal government with all Bill Gates-Microsoft-Corbis-Nazi staff partners contributors employees contractors lawyers managers of any capacity as severely treasonous criminal accomplices and that are active unlawful obstructions, combinations, or assemblages, or rebellion against the authority of the United States that actively make it impracticable to enforce the laws of the United States in the United States and in the Severely Treasonous and Criminally Rebellious State of Washington by the ordinary course of judicial proceedings ]
From 4/26/2007 ( international organized crime event - premiere United Kingdom film "28 Weeks Later" ) To 8/13/2011 ( --- ) is 1570 days
1570 = 785 + 785
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 12/27/1967 ( Julius Schaub - deceased ) is 785 days
From 4/26/2007 ( international organized crime event - premiere United Kingdom film "28 Weeks Later" ) To 8/13/2011 ( --- ) is 1570 days
1570 = 785 + 785
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 12/27/1967 ( Bob Dylan "John Wesley Harding" featuring "All Along The Watchtower" ) is 785 days
From 8/28/1928 ( Karl Michael Vogler ) To 8/13/2011 ( --- ) is 30300 days
30300 = 15150 + 15150
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 4/26/2007 ( international organized crime event - premiere United Kingdom film "28 Weeks Later" ) is 15150 days
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28 Weeks Later (2007)
Country Date
UK 26 April 2007 (London) (premiere)
USA 11 May 2007
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Biography for
Julius Schaub
Date of Birth
20 August 1889, Munich, Germany
Date of Death
27 December 1967, Munich, Germany
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Julius Schaub
Julius Schaub (August 20, 1898 – December 27, 1967) was the chief aide and adjutant of German dictator Adolf Hitler at the end of World War II.
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Karl Michael Vogler
Born: August 28, 1928 in Remscheid, Germany
Died: June 9, 2009 (age 80) in Seehausen am Staffelsee, Bavaria, Germany
Patton 1970
Field Marshal Erwin Rommel
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Erwin Rommel (Character)
Patton (1970)
Col. Gen. Alfred Jodl: In 15 minutes, we meet with the Fuhrer. He will want to know how you intend to deal with Patton's forces.
Field Marshal Erwin Rommel: I will attack and annihilate him...!
[long pause]
Field Marshal Erwin Rommel: ...before he does the same to me.
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Soldier 1: There goes old blood-and-guts.
Soldier 2: Yeah, our blood, his guts.
2007 film "28 Weeks Later" DVD video:
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Alice: Karen...
Karen: He'll be hungry. He - he'll be hungry when he gets back. He'll want something to eat.
Jacob: Here we go again.
Woman: Jacob, no.
Jacob: Let me tell you something, sweetheart. It's been five days since your boyfriend run out on us. If he's still breathing - which I doubt - it won't be the pasta he's interested in.
Woman: Jacob!
Jacob: It'll be your neck!
Karen: Don't - don't say that!
Don: Out of order, Jacob.
Jacob: Why? We all know it's true. The sooner she faces it, the better. There are no survivors. It's just us in here and them out there.
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Title: The Croquet Player (1937)
Author: H. G. Wells
Yet--. It is a most unpleasant thing to admit but these two men have in a sort of way hypnotized me after all, and put something of this anxiety and something of this haunting of theirs upon me. I try and get them in a proper perspective by writing down this story, but the mere writing of it makes me realize how much I can't detach myself. I can no more get rid of it by telling it to you than Finchatton could get rid of it by telling it to me. I did not know that one could be hypnotized in this fashion, by people just sitting about or talking to you. I thought you had to sit still and give yourself up to hypnotism or else there was nothing doing. But now I find I don't sleep as well as I used to do, I catch myself anxious about world affairs, I read evil things between the lines in the newspapers, and usually very faintly but sometimes quite plainly I see, behind the transparent front of things, that cave-man face. . . . How was it Finchatton put it?--"continually rising and yet always towering up there". And I have to admit I am not so even-tempered as I was in conversation. The other day I even contradicted my aunt with some asperity, to our mutual astonishment. And I snapped at a waiter. . . .
I did not realize the seriousness of this business until I had this scene with Norbert. That was what made me so restive and after I broke away from him I took care to see no more of him or Finchatton. Yet all the same the mischief had been started in me and it grows. In those two brief mornings, I got myself infected, fool that I was to listen to them! and now the infection is working in me.
I resent the whole business. What is the good of putting this horror of Cainsmarsh upon a man and not telling him exactly what to do about it? I do realize that our present world is going to pieces. I quite see that we are still under the sway of the cave-man and that he is staging a tremendous come-back. I am surprised I didn't see all that before. Already I have dreams about that giant skull, quite unpleasant dreams. But what is the good of talking about them? If I told my aunt any of this, she would say I was off my head. What can a fellow like me do about it all?
Study it up--enlarge my mind to a new scale? Become "giant-minded"? What a phrase! Build up a new civilization of steel and power in the place of the one that is collapsing? . . . Me? . . . Look at my bringing up? Is it in me?
It is too much to expect of our sort of people.
I'm ready to fall in with anything that seems promising. I'm all for peace, order, social justice, service and all that. But if I'm to think! If I'm to find out what to do with myself!
That's too much.
I made my break-away from Norbert's flooding eloquence that morning with some considerable difficulty. I stood up. "I must be going," I said. "I have to play croquet with my aunt at half-past twelve."
"But what does croquet matter," he cried in that intolerable voice of his, "if your world is falling in ruins about you?"
He made a move almost as though he would impede my retreat. He just wanted to go on being apocalyptic. But I had had enough of this apocalyptic stuff.
I looked him in the face, firmly but politely. I said, "I don't care. The world may be going to pieces. The Stone Age may be returning. This may, as you say, be the sunset of civilization. I'm sorry, but I can't help it this morning. I have other engagements. All the same--laws of the Medes and Persians--I am going to play croquet with my aunt at half-past twelve today."
