JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/28/10 7:15 PM
somebody was meeting with Bill Gates and his wife in a dream I just woke up from and stumbled around after I got up. I feel incredibly bad after waking up. Melinda Gates was whispering to me that "his idea" was on or online or so. Bill Gates was talking with a modified voice. There was something about the roof of some Microsoft building. I saw towels and wash clothes scattered on the floor sometime during that meeting with Bill Gates. There might have been an undercover agent at sometime around that time talking to some of the people involved.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/28/10 7:18 PM
The woman that I think for some reason was Melinda Gates whispered to me that "his idea" was "on" and then something about 6 minutes.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 28 March 2010 excerpt ends]
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618 FXXPHD: Sunday, April 19 12:30 PM [ Sunday 12:30 PM 19 April 2015 Pacific Time USA ]
2009, PG-13, **, 01:55, Color, English, United States,
A professor (Nicolas Cage) and his son obtain an encoded time-capsule document that lists every major disaster over the past 50 years and predicts a future global calamity.
Cast: Nicolas Cage
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Charge.
Clear.
Again.
Clear.
- Okay, call it.
- 12:00 midnight exactly.
There's a man down.
From 2/6/1962 ( John Kennedy - Remarks at the Presentation to the White House of President Wilson's Typewriter ) To 6/13/2005 is 15833 days
From 11/2/1965 ( 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 3/9/2009 is 15833 days
From 10/9/1958 ( premiere US film "Flying Saucer Daffy" ) To 3/9/2009 is 18414 days
18414 = 9207 + 9207
From 11/2/1965 ( 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 1/17/1991 ( the date of record of my United States Navy Medal of Honor as Kerry Wayne Burgess chief warrant officer United States Marine Corps circa 1991 also known as Matthew Kline for official duty and also known as Wayne Newman for official duty ) is 9207 days
From 10/9/1958 ( premiere US film "Flying Saucer Daffy" ) To 3/9/2009 is 18414 days
18414 = 9207 + 9207
From 11/2/1965 ( 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 1/17/1991 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - the Persian Gulf War begins as scheduled severe criminal activity against the United States of America ) is 9207 days
From 1/18/1947 ( Harry Truman - Letter to the President of the Senate and to the Speaker of the House Concerning Creation of a Department of National Defense ) To 5/25/1990 ( premiere US film "Fire Birds" ) is 15833 days
From 11/2/1965 ( 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 3/9/2009 is 15833 days
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What are you doing with this?
You weren't supposed to bring this home.
It belongs to the school.
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John F. Kennedy
XXXV President of the United States: 1961 - 1963
36 - Remarks at the Presentation to the White House of President Wilson's Typewriter.
February 6, 1962
LAST FALL I received a letter from Mr. David Lawrence who informed me that President Wilson's typewriter was at the American Red Cross, and because of our interest in attempting to acquire things which were associated with our Presidents he thought that we should--suggested that we might get in touch with the Red Cross and see if they would be willing to turn it back to the White House.
I called General Gruenther and he informed me that the typewriter belonged to the Grayson family. This typewriter had been Government issue. I think it was in the White House during President Wilson's administration, and it was sold, I understand from Professor Link, during the Harding administration as surplus. And it came into the possession of Admiral Grayson, who had been associated with President Wilson, and has continued to be a valuable possession of the Grayson family.
The Grayson family were very generous enough to agree to have it come to the White House, and we are most indebted to them, because we know what a valuable source of satisfaction it was to them because of the association with their father.
So we are very appreciative to them and we are very glad to have this come to the White House. It was on this typewriter that he typed his Fourteen Points and other messages. We are going to put it on exhibit here in the White House so that the million people who come every year can see it, because it reminds us of a distinguished President and of the distinguished role he played in the life of our country.
So we thank you all--members of the family-General Gruenther--the Red Cross-Mr. Lawrence, for reminding us of this-Professor Link, for his valuable works on the life of President Wilson. And this is my wife has collected everything and this is my--[laughter]--this is the only thing I have produced, with their help.
Note: The President spoke at 10 a.m. in his office at the White House.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 10/22/2006 3:53 PM
I remember a doctor made a confusing remark about how he didn’t know I was now homeless. I wondered what that meant but it was consistent with my suspicions that people knew who I was everywhere I had been going for all those years. From there they transferred me somewhere, it may have been Harborview. They didn’t have room so they transferred me to the mental health unit of UW Medical Center. I was there for about four days I think before they transferred me to the VA in Seattle. One of those days at UW, a woman I don’t think I saw before or again in there organized a group activity where we made drawing with colored pencils. The instructions were to draw anything we wanted to draw. I drew a diagram of our solar system. I told her after I finished it that I should have made it larger because it was too small to show the detail I wanted. I was trying to illustrate how one side of the planets was brighter because it was facing the Sun.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 22 October 2006 excerpt ends]
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Gotta go. They're starting!
All right, easy, easy!
No pushing.
Everyone is going to receive an envelope.
Open them gently now. They're very old.
Miss Taylor! Miss Taylor!
Thank you.
Everyone's gonna get one.
- Hello again, John.
- Hello. How's it going?
Hey, what'd you get?
Boring.
Everyone else got a picture.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Journal June 12, 2006, Supplemental
There must be some reason to these thoughts [ , I think now having just awoken from sleep, ] I was having awhile back about the opening scenes to the upcoming movie HALO. I was thinking of how the story goes behind the military person that inspired Master Chief. It begins with the real MCPO arriving at his post on some planet. It is an isolated post in some kind of wasteland, desert, mountainous region. He arrives, talks with a few people, walks around. The structure is some kind of pre-fab building with a lot of walkways and observation positions, a lot of defensive positions. You can hear the clanking of deckplates and gratings as people walk around. MCPO finds a place to sit down his gear and look out over the land. He places a photo of an attractive blond woman, a weather forecaster, on a ledge in front of him and wistfully remembers better times. After awhile, he is sent on some kind of recon mission and climbs into an aircraft that is sitting on a landing pad a few levels above the other troops. The aircraft is some kind of advanced vtol craft and you can see some similarities in the window structure to a Seahawk helo. as MCPO pilots the craft up and starts moving out, he sees a large threatening group of one of the planets native species approaching. They move in a long, herd-like stream and he can tell that at their speed, they will definitely over-run the station. He immediately lands back on the pad and runs, with deckplates clanking, but leaving his weapon in the aircraft, and runs down to the main level and jumps over the ledge to the ground. He grabbed a couple of flares on the way out and starts trying to distract the herd towards him and away from the station. They are large cow-sized rat-looking creatures, that are fast, but at his peak speed, he can out run them but he isn't sure if they have greater endurance. He runs out and away for a while and then runs into a cave system that turns into a maze. He has some near-misses from the lead rats, but he manages to leap up onto a ledge and run in another direction although they manage to keep following him. He finds his way out of the cave and sees the station in the distance, thankfully he has bought them enough time to bring all the defenses online and there is a pretty chance they will be able to fight off the herd. As he run towards the safety of the station, he finds himself with one leg hanging over the ledge of a deep gorge, having almost run over the edge. He turns around that the herd is running flat out lemming-style towards him. He curses the rat-bastards just as the first one slams into him and drives him over the ledge along with all of them to their death a thousand feet below. Later, a group of marines venture out to dig him out from under that carcasses of the rats. One makes an off-hand comment about how he thought MCPO was invincible. The scene moves around MCPO as he is lying on the ground and you see a similarity in the shape of his helmet to the look of Master Chief in Halo. Then, the scene changes to the construction of Master Chief. I don't know what MC is constructed of, but if his smallest component are nuts and bolts, that is how this scene begins, of his smallest components being brought together through an automated process of construction. The musical theme is some form of classical music but I don't know of any work that would fit. It should match the crude start of his construction and them progress into some form of elegant theme, an artful dance. After MC is finished, he steps out of the construction chamber, the perspective changes to show that 11 other cyborgs, whatever they are, were being constructed at the same time. As the music score dramatizes the movements, they all step out, then the focus returns to MC. He turns his head to look into the camera and says "I need a weapon." Later, it is revealed that the camera recording all this construction of the cyborgs was actually one of the bad guys recording it all, a spy that had snuck in to the construction facility. The is a subtle difference to the scenes that can later be recognized as being seen through the eyes, or ocular devices, whatever, of the bad guy. It is only later that it is revealed that they special scenes were being seen by the bad guy and that you realize there were earlier scenes where he was watching. The scene changes to some military office. A company officer, I think that would be considered a Major, wants to see an Admiral. The Major appears to have just come from a battle or something, he has mud on him and his uniform isn't really presentable. He is arriving after enduring 12 hours of being trapped in an overcrowded, dark bunker with a blistering, fierce mortar barrage from the enemy outside trying to break the bunker and then he is on a transport, some kind of windowless conveyance that is also overcrowded and hot and filled with the maddening and endless quietly blaring Muzac while the civilians around him are blathering on with moronic idiotic conversations that he can't help but overhear no matter how much he wants to tune them out and there is a communication panel where he wants to send a message to his family because he can't remember the last time he talked to any of them but some moron is doing something moronic on it. He eventually barges into the Admiral's office and the scene is reminiscent in certain artistic elements to an ancient Admiralty environment, that type of environment that reminds me of HMS Pinafore, although I don't think I haven't actually seen that play. The Admiral and someone else are sitting around in some kind of stuffy, formal meeting, maybe even sipping tea with their pinky fingers extended, that seems to be a waste of time to the Major. He is frustrated because he lost several men in some kind of battle earlier. The Admiral doesn't want to be lectured because, as he points out to a machine across the room that is stamping his signature on death notices for next-of-kin, he is well aware of the loss.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 12 June 2006 excerpt ends]
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Harry S. Truman
XXXIII President of the United States: 1945-1953
12 - Letter to the President of the Senate and to the Speaker of the House Concerning Creation of a Department of National Defense.
January 18, 1947
My dear___________:
In the State of the Union Message of January 6, 1947, I stated that I would communicate with the Congress in the near future with reference to the establishment of a single department of national defense.
For many months the Secretary of War and the Secretary of the Navy have been endeavoring to settle the differences existing between the services on this question.
I am gratified to advise that success has crowned their efforts and the armed services have reached an agreement on a plan of unification. I enclose herewith copy of a letter, signed by the Secretary of War and the Secretary of the Navy under date of January 16, 1947, containing the basic elements of this agreement. I enclose also copy of my reply to them on the same date.
In addition I submit a copy of a proposed executive order, agreed upon by the services, which presents the functions of the armed forces. It is contemplated that this order would be issued after the passage of appropriate legislation by the Congress upon this subject.
Representatives of my office and of the armed services are engaged in drafting a bill to be submitted to the Congress for its consideration. These men, of course, are available to you at any time for consultation.
Very sincerely yours,
HARRY S. TRUMAN
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Flying Saucer Daffy (1958)
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Joe Besser ... Joe (as Joe)
Larry Fine ... Larry (as Larry)
Moe Howard ... Moe (as Moe)
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Flying Saucer Daffy (1958)
Plot Summary
Joe accidentally takes a picture of a paper plate, which Moe and Larry submit to a magazine as an authentic picture of a flying saucer. Moe and Larry collect a big prize, but when the picture is proven to be a fraud, they're hauled off to jail. Joe leaves the boys for a camping trip, only to meet two genuine and beautiful aliens from the planet Zircon, who allow him to photograph them. Joe then gets a picture of a real spaceship, and this time he gets the fame and fortune, while Moe and Larry wind up in a sanitarium.
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00:22:58
Jake Preston: Aren't you forgetting something?
Billie Lee Guthrie: You keep them.
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The Artful Dodger
Aired Tuesday 8:00 PM Mar 10, 2015 on CBS
AIRED: 3/10/15
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The Artful Dodger
GIBBS: Bishop what are you doing?
[ Bishop: ] Rule 20: "Always look under.
TONY: Rule 20. Rarely quoted, widely interpreted.
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EE isn't just one person.
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Hey, lock the doors.
What do you want with my son?
Answer me!
I just know they've been following us
for days.
I think someone's been following me
and Abby, too.
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We're going to pose a topic
to get you thinking along the right lines
for your term paper.
It's the subject of randomness
versus determinism in the universe.
Who's jumping in? Jessica?
Determinism says
that occurrences in nature
are causally decided by preceding events
or natural laws,
that everything leading up to this point
has happened for a reason.
That's right.
That's what determinism says.
Spencer? Tell me something about the sun.
It's hot.
Elaborate.
Temperature's about 10,000 degrees
Fahrenheit on the surface,
- 27 million degrees at the core.
- Good.
Stacey?
A word or two about the composition.
Mostly hydrogen.
Also helium with some carbon
and nitrogen thrown in there.
Excellent. Now, I want you to think
about the perfect set of circumstances
that put this celestial ball of fire
at just the correct distance
from our little blue
planet for life to evolve,
making it possible for you to be
sitting here in this riveting lecture.
But that's a nice thought, right?
Everything has a purpose, an order to it,
is determined.
But then there's the other side
of the argument,
the theory of randomness,
which says it's all simply coincidence.
The very fact we exist is nothing
but the result of a complex
yet inevitable string
of chemical accidents
and biological mutations.
There is no grand meaning.
There's no purpose.
What about you,
Professor Koestler?
- What?
- Well, what do you believe?
I think shit just happens.
But that's me. Class dismissed.
Now, that's some very heavy shit
for a Monday morning, by the sounds of it.
Since when does the cosmology
department audit my lectures?
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 02/07/09 8:44 AM
And so there has got to be a reason in itself just for that
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 02/07/09 9:08 AM
The dream where the telephone was broken and where I had been talking to Tom Hayes, for some reason, on that telephone
That was a dream where I looked outside the window but in a room I do not recognize from anywhere I have stayed in Seattle especially because Seattle was farther away from where I am now and the entire area of downtown Seattle was ablaze.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 02/07/09 9:10 AM
That element of the dream had started when I saw 2 bright flashes of light reflecting off one of the walls in my room and I knew the flashes were from nuclear bombs exploding.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 02/07/09 9:11 AM
I didn't record much detail in my journal about those fairly recent dreams and now I am trying to remember whether I am confusing two different dreams that involved me witnessing the nuclear explosions.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 02/07/09 9:12 AM
I am confused because I now remember that scene in the dream where I slammed down the hood of that 1967 red Ford and I was running into the house and I was just going into the door of the house which seemed be a safe place to go just as fallout from an ash cloud from a nuclear explosion was drifting over me while I was outside.
I am confused because I am thinking that was the same house I saw the bright flashes reflecting off the walls but I don't remember a nuclear bomb exploding while I was outside. But I do think I was running inside that house because of a nuclear explosion.
So I don't know. Maybe there was a nuclear bomb that exploded before I got into the house and then two more after I got into the house or those are just two different dreams I am now trying to remember.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 02/07/09 9:31 AM
That was a lot longer ago than I thought. Almost 5 months ago.
Actually, perhaps longer than that. I did not record these minor details about the dream until some time later.
I was also thinking a lot about the Olympic mountains nearby at the.
Now I remember that I noted after this dream that there is a region on the map in the Olympic Mountains that is labeled 'Hayes.'
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 09/17/08 4:35 PM
This reminds me of a very clear dream I awoke from somewhere between 3:40 AM and 3:45 AM a while back. I remember the dream clearly and there was a lot of detail to it but this part stands out because I had just slammed down the hood of that red 1967 Ford pickup and I was running into the house nearby that I do not recognize from any past experience. After I slammed the hood of the pickup, I realized that I was still holding the oil dipstick and so I left it there and ran into the house because the rain was about to start. I remember getting to the door and the rain started just as I was opening the door. It was some kind of rain and snow mix but that isn't quite it. It was snow that was falling as rain and I could hear it hitting the ground. Or hitting the asphalt. I am not certain why but there seemed to be asphalt in front of that house and I could hear the rain-snow-slush hitting the asphalt just as I entered the house.
I also get the feeling this scene is the reason I see people making exaggerated yawning motion around me in the recent past.
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Flight of the Intruder
:51:25
I've had enough fun.
:51:27
Let's go home.
:51:40
Wash the windows,
check the oil.
:51:43
Hey, what happened
to you guys?
:51:44
A couple of minutes back there
you didn't answer my calls.
:51:47
Oh, that.
:51:48
We had a MiG after us.
:51:49
We did an engine shutdown
to throw him off.
:51:52
In the middle of combat?
:51:54
Whew.
:51:57
Cool move.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 09/17/08 4:44 PM
I pondered over that dream for a while because I wondered about that broken telephone. I wondered why the broken electrical leads were so clear to me in that dream. I cannot remember what happened to the telephone but it was an old style, or so it seemed because of details I cannot remember, although I am not certain it was a rotary dial, but I remember something about how I was talking on it to someone named Tom and I think it fell off the wall or perhaps a table and it broke into several pieces. I was looking down at it on the floor and I noted the two electrical leads that were exposed and I wondered why I noted that in the dream. The phone still seemed to work though and I could hear the other person talking but I don't think the conversation was of any real consequence.
At some point, I looked outside the window of the house and along with other observations during what seemed to be the end of the dream, I saw green grass on a small rise of the ground of the yard.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 17 September 2008 excerpt ends]
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 07 February 2009 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 10/19/09 6:36 AM
There is something that has been whispering in my mind the past day or so in terms of something specific about a notion that has lingered in my mind for a long time. Something about "we saw it." The fire? You saw the fire and that is why I saw it in a dream?
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 19 October 2009 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 04/04/09 4:53 PM
I was standing in line at the check in desk of a nice hotel in a dream that occured just before I awoke. At least I think it was just before I awoke. I think I woke up about 1.5 hours ago but maybe less or slightly more. Less I think. I cannot recall all the details about why I was at that hotel but I probably can if I try. The detail that seems most compelling is that as I walked up to the line where there seemed to be two different groups ahead of me I noticed a part to the washing machine that was on a shelf that was sort of out of the way in that room. It seems important to try to describe better my observation but I cannot think of any better way to describe. But what I do remember is that it was the part that activated the washing machine. I have never seen any such component outside that dream so I am not really certain what it was in terms of a real washing machine.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 04/04/09 4:58 PM
In what I think were earlier scenes I seemed to be at a lake and that seems pleasant to think about but I cannot remember hardly any details. At another point I remember I was talking to someone and I remember that I specifically mentioned my wife.
This also reminds me of a dream I had a day or two ago. I was sitting at the controls of a helicopter and I was getting ready to pilot it into the air. I could clearly hear the blades chopping the air and I could vaguely see that I looked down at the controls next to the seat. I was annoyed by one of the controls and I thought several times after I awoke that I was flying a foreign helicopter but I was talking to someone else there in the front and to my left and I was comparing the capabilities of that foreign helicopter to the Seasprite helicopter the U.S. Navy flew for many years. Then I was operating the controls and I clearly felt in the dream when the helicopter began to rise into the air.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 04 April 2009 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/31/10 2:36 PM
I wonder if there is some relevance to how this apartment complex recently replaced the main trash compactor with a new trash compactor that uses a four digit code and that I used the first time yesterday. I have a feeling it is somehow linked to the "Trash of the Titans" episode of "The Simpsons" and again that I am somehow synchronized into a larger process that is going on beyond my immediate awareness.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/31/10 2:38 PM
If I could just figure it the hell out!!
BUT THEY WON'T LET ME FIGURE IT OUT!!!
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 31 March 2010 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Monday, February 25, 2013 1:18 PM
To: 'Chad Trammell'
Subject: Vault
‘4206’
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA ) To 5/9/1977 ( the London England Clock Tower "Big Ben" restored to operation ) is 4206 days
From 12/15/1970 ( Michael Shanks ) To 6/21/1982 ( Prince William the Duke of Cambridge ) is 4206 days
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 25 February 2013 excerpt ends]
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STARGATE WIKI
1.01 "Children Of The Gods Part 1" [ Stargate SG-1 (1997) ]
KAWALSKY
Boy, I can't say I've missed this place.
DANIEL
Come on.
CARTER
This is just incredible.
INT—CAVERN
[Torches light a tunnel leading inside the pyramid.]
DANIEL
So, I figured there had to be more to this place. So I started exploring, just the area around the town and the pyramid at first. Then after about a month, I found this place. Uh, Captain Doctor, you're going to love this.
[Torches light up a big room with elaborate drawing on the walls.]
CARTER
Oh my God. This is amazing. This is the archaeological find of the century.
O'NEILL
Daniel, you had a chance to translate this yet?
DANIEL
I think so.
O'NEILL
What does it say?
DANIEL
Well, uh, it doesn't say anything. Actually it's sort of a chart, more of a…map.
O'NEILL
Of?
DANIEL
Well I haven't been able to analyze all of it, I mean look at it. It would take my whole life.
O'NEILL
Well, Daniel, we don't have that long. What's it a map of?
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/05/08 12:00 PM
I had a series of thoughts, yesterday I think it was, of myself coming home to our apartment Phoebe and I lived in. I saw myself unlocking the front door and walking in and Phoebe greeting me. I think that was in the early days of our marriage. I also think that it was the scene in "The Right Stuff" where Gordo Cooper, as portrayed, is asleep on the couch that prompted those series of thoughts, although in the case of my thoughts, I did not fall asleep. Not right away, at least.
I have also been thinking that Phoebe and I might have had separate apartments, for a brief time in the 1980's, but it was all part of some exercise associated with my family in the UK. Phoebe and I have always had a very uncomplicated and loving relationship but on rare occasions, there have been certain conditions I had to follow, as part of the plans for our future. Something like that.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 05 March 2008 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Posted by H.V.O.M at 2:24 PM Friday, March 16, 2012
Electron
I was following along on a line of thought and following the leads of the information and I didn't think it was too interesting but it made me think of something and that seems compelling.
The memory provoked by that information about amber is from my memory, whether real or artificial, from that house I owned in Greer South Carolina.
The memory was of something Tracie said to me one time when her parents were visiting there at my house.
We were talking about the front door of the house that I had recently resurfaced.
When I bought the house the rain gutter above the front door had been apparently clogged for a long time and the rain had caused the surface to erode the bottom portion of the front door of the house. The door was still in good condition and all it needed was a new coat of varnish.
So I was there in the house and Tracie's parents were visiting and her father said the door looked real good and I commented about how hard I had to labor to resurface it with the belt sander I had used and Tracie asked if all that labor would have been necessary if I had used some kind of solvent to first strip off the old varnish. I agreed that using a belt sander instead of solvent was probably a bad decision and the reason I had to work so hard at it. I thought also the door looked better but it still didn't come out the way I wanted it to.
So anyway, I have to wonder about that now.
I had no idea that 'amber' was the source for the terms we use for electricity.
So then I think about those memories and about how that could be something symbolic because it has something to do with doors.
And so then I think about how I had just been earlier writing about that bench grinder and I wonder again about that.
I think I am missing something else here too. Or maybe this doesn't mean anything.
I think also about whether those memories are real or artificial. Those could be real memories and I could remember it for some other reason. Maybe that was something we had staged. But why? The door is symbolic so that would make sense. But why specifically would we do that in terms of an objective?
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 16 March 2012 excerpt ends]
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Cedrus
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Cedrus (common name Cedar) is a genus of coniferous trees in the plant family Pinaceae.
Cedrus is a tree up to 30–40 m (occasionally 60 m) tall with spicy-resinous scented wood
Uses
Cedars are very popular ornamental trees, widely used in horticulture in temperate climates where winter temperatures do not fall below about -25 °C. The Turkish Cedar is slightly hardier, to -30 °C or just below. Extensive mortality of planted specimens can occur in severe winters where temperatures do drop lower. Areas with successful long-term cultivation include the entire Mediterranean region, western Europe north to the British Isles, southern Australia and New Zealand, and southern and western North America.
Cedar wood and cedar oil are known to be a natural repellent to moths, hence cedar is a popular lining for modern-day cedar chests and closets in which woolens are stored. This specific use of cedar is mentioned in The Iliad (Book 24), referring to the cedar-roofed or lined storage chamber where Priam goes to fetch treasures to be used as ransom.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resin
Resin
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Resin in the most specific use of the term is a hydrocarbon secretion of many plants, particularly coniferous trees. Resins are valued for their chemical properties and associated uses, such as the production of varnishes, adhesives and food glazing agents. They are also prized as an important source of raw materials for organic synthesis, and as constituents of incense and perfume. Plant resins have a very long history that was documented in ancient Greece by Theophrastus, in ancient Rome by Pliny the Elder, and especially in the resins known as frankincense and myrrh, prized in ancient Egypt. These were highly prized substances, and required as incense in some religious rites. Amber is a hard fossilized resin from ancient trees.
Overview
More broadly, the term "resin" also encompasses a great many synthetic substances of similar mechanical properties (thick liquids that harden into transparent solids), as well as shellacs of insects of the superfamily Coccoidea.
Other liquid compounds found in plants or exuded by plants, such as sap, latex, or mucilage, are sometimes confused with resin, but are not chemically the same. Saps, in particular, serve a nutritive function that resins do not. There is no consensus on why plants secrete resins. However, resins consist primarily of secondary metabolites or compounds that apparently play no role in the primary physiology of a plant. While some scientists view resins only as waste products, their protective benefits to the plant are widely documented. The toxic resinous compounds may confound a wide range of herbivores, insects, and pathogens; while the volatile phenolic compounds may attract benefactors such as parasitoids or predators of the herbivores that attack the plant.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: - posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 5:26 PM Pacific Time Seattle USA Monday 25 March 2013 - http://hvom.blogspot.com/2013/03/a-prescient-sleeping-dream-about.html
A prescient sleeping dream about a rebroadcast.
Last night I was trying to think about what purpose that would serve in the first place.
If I was going to use some kind of super-power to predict what I would see on television later that day then what is the point of that?
But that makes perfect sense. That perfect sense becomes even more perfect when I consider that was a rebroadcast of an episode I had never watched before. I wasn't even aware of it. I think they had a new episode last week but I didn't watch that one either.
So I found myself thinking about how much effort I put into trying to prove my dreams about NCIS episodes are prescient and then yesterday it strikes me that there was no way they could have adapted that episode to the posting I made earlier in the day.
I mean, come on. If they had changed it then thousands and thousands of puerile "The Simpsons" dongles would be burning up the internet with "The Worst Rebroadcast Ever" blog postings today. The internet would have crashed from their infantile rants.
So Fox could have scheduled predictably the date for that rebroadcast but that doesn't explain that powerful sleeping dream I had.
I looked it up. That sap-bearing tree in my sleeping dream was the bald cypress. I recognized the base of the tree. I don't recall ever before in real life cutting the wood of the Taxodium distichum but presumably that bald cypress tree is similar to the conifer pine tree in terms of the sap from its wood. You cut branches off and sticky sap oozes from the surface.
I can time-travel forward in time all I want to, I started thinking last night. My current state does not preclude forward time-travel. I just can't go backwards yet in time until certain conditions have been met. But I can go forward. I can go forward all I want to. Then I come back and I tell certain people what I saw. That causes me to know what I know. The people who I tell what I know about the future are *not* the same people who are telling me now what I will tell them in the past which is my future.
http://my.excite.com/tv/prog.jsp?id=EP000186930549&sid=10387&sn=KCPQ&st=201303242000&cn=13
excite tv
The Simpsons (Repeat)
13 KCPQ: Sunday, March 24 8:00 PM [ Sunday 24 March 2013 ]
Sitcom, Animated
A Tree Grows in Springfield
To cheer Homer up, Lisa tries to win a MyPad for him; Ned finds a tree in the Simpsons' backyard with the word ``hope'' spelled out in the bark.
Original Air Date: Nov 25, 2012
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: - posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 4:53 PM Pacific Time Seattle USA Sunday 24 March 2013 - http://hvom.blogspot.com/2013/03/this-morning-while-sleeping-i-had-what.html
Float on.
This morning while sleeping I had what must have been the most vivid dream yet while sleeping.
After it was over I was thinking about how I felt robbed after it was over.
I felt robbed because that sense of realism had disappeared.
I tell you, if any person has ever experienced reality artificial then I did have that experience this morning while sleeping.
The reason I was feeling robbed was because the sense of realism dissipated so quickly.
I wasn't going to write about it but I thought to check some numbers and the only one I checked was with 2/6/2004. Seems trivial but yet the power of that sleeping dream was beyond comprehension.
As with all the other vivid dreams I have had that I can recall the dream ended and I was scared.
I found myself looking around in the dream and when I began to understand that I was marveling about the level of realism and the realistic details in the sleeping dream then I started to understand that I was dreaming. That was when I woke up.
I have thought about it all day today but it hasn't really left me feeling any kind of new sense of profound about my life or about anything in general. The dream was very realistic and I was astounded by it and then I woke up and that has been about the extent of it. I haven't gained some new insight about anything since then.
I have been trying to recall details that happened in the sleeping dream from the earliest point I can recall. Some of it has faded now. But I thought about it just after waking up and several times since then.
The only part I can recall fairly well now is that I was wearing a US Navy uniform that I remember wearing in the 1980s. I was a watchstander and I seemed to be on some kind of ship. There are details that I can almost remember about events before that part but now I cannot recall those details. The part I remember now is that I was standing watch and then I was relieved because my shift was over.
So my shift was over and I jumped into the water because I had to swim back to where ever it was I was going now that my duty shift was over.
But as soon as I got in the water I noted that my destination was a very long ways off in the distance. I could see a US Navy aircraft carrier off in the distance and it looked very small and that was where I was going to have to swim to.
So I got back on the craft I had been on and I started to make my way forward because I needed to tell the captain of the ship I was still onboard his craft.
That was when the craft seemed to get underway. I was having a hard time traveling forward because there was a few inches of water covering the deck now and I couldn't keep very good footing. Only after waking up did I think about how that craft resembled the semi-submersible heavy-lifting ships that transported the USS Samuel B. Roberts FFG 58 and the USS Cole DDG 67 back to the United States after they had been damaged.
So I am almost to the front of the ship where the captain is and then I feel it. The craft starts to submerge and that is when I get scared.
I hear myself "Oh God Oh God" over and over and the craft is then gone and I am treading water and I have nothing to float with and I am really scared by now and the dream is realistic beyond any level of realism that is even close to any regular sleeping dreams I've had before.
The craft seems to have been traveling towards a river and I see trees lining the river path and those trees have submerged bases and none of that is going to help me it seems. The thought of trying to climb the trees never occurs to me in the dream and that might not have been possible anyway.
So I am still floating along and I seem to be floating along carried by the inertia of the craft I was on and I am really scared now about drowning.
I am floating along and I am looking up at the foliage of the trees above me, which I think were cypress trees, some kind of swamp conifer I guess, and I can see lights in the trees. The only one I recall was bright enough it could have been a streetlight.
That was the point where the notion dawned on me that I was asleep and dreaming.
With no kind of sense of alarm or other sense of distress I opened my eyes and saw the familiar sight of my bedroom in the dark. I think I went back to sleep for a while after that. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I did sleep for a while more. But after waking up from the dream is when I started thinking the only way to describe that experience was that I had been robbed of that sense of realism I had while sleeping. The sense of realism faded away so fast that I felt it had been stolen from me.
I also find myself wondering "Why now?"
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 24 March 2013 excerpt ends]
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=knowing
Springfield! Springfield!
Knowing (2009)
This isn't the way to the highway.
Everybody wait here.
John!
John!
John, please, why are we back here?
John, please, what are you doing?
We have to get to the caves.
- We're not going to the caves.
- What?
She knew the coordinates
for this last event.
She tried to write them down.
The teacher said she was interrupted,
ran out of time
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 4:31 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Sunday 19 April 2015 final update 5:14 PM
