by me, Kerry Burgess, 04/17/2025 1:37 PM
And then it got really, really weird.
Still have not seen what I am hoping to see today, as it relates to me personally. Is the driving factor in another blog-post I made earlier today and that I have not posted.
In the meantime, because today is still many hours from being over, I am puzzling over images from a sleeping-dream earlier today.
I know it was today, 04/17/2025, because I suddenly woke and looked over at the time projected on my bedroom ceiling
Was not 12:01 AM
Was not 11:59 PM
The clock projected precisely 12:00 AM
That's the part puzzles me
My thesis being all these years a notion established in the fiction device "protomolecule". That's the useful example of the notion. And I have carefully documented reasons why I think it is important and not just mere, forgettable literature popular among the masses.
The notion being that we all - somehow - have some sort of "backdoor" vulnerability to foreign - extraterrestrial - influence. I wrote previously a few more basic details on this notion.
The puzzling part is about how that theoretical alien influence got so precisely the time of day, assuming that was its intent.
It beamed imagery to my sleeping-dream and then caused me to awake at just precisely the right moment to notice that it was just precisely 12:00 AM, a detail that seems important to me, because that makes it seem less random.
Puzzling because there is a difference in time with my internet-connected desktop-computer. That clock is not visible from outside my bedroom. So if E.T. had been standing outside and beaming imagery into my sleeping-mind then how did it get right the time-of-day?
And to make it seem even less random is my examination of my original-work code-pattern
What seems most important is that *I* know it happened
Only reason for this note is BECAUSE of me today waking suddenly and seeing 12:00 AM projected on the ceiling by my clock, as normally in red.
The Stand - complete edition, by Stephen King
(from internet transcript)
excerpts, Chapter 29
And then Stu did begin to run, turning from one corridor to another, becoming more and more convinced that there was no way out, at least not from this level. The echo of his footfalls chased him, as if either Elder or Vic had lived just long enough to put a squad of ghostly MPs on his trail. Then another fancy crowded that out, one he somehow associated with the queer dreams he had been having the last few nights. The idea grew so strong that he became afraid to turn around, afraid that if he did he would see a white-suited figure striding after him, a white-suited figure with no face but only blackness behind a Plexiglas plate. Some dreadful apparition, a hit-man from beyond sane time and space.
Panting, Stu rounded a corner, sprinted ten feet before he realized the corridor was a dead end, and crashed into a door with a sign over it. The sign read EXIT.
He pushed at the bar, convinced it would not move, but it did, and the door opened easily. He went down four steps to another door. To the left of this landing, more stairs went down into thick darkness. The top half of this second door was clear glass reinforced with crisscrossed safety wire. Beyond it was only the night, the beautiful mellow summer night, and all the freedom a man ever dreamed of.
Stu was still staring out, transfixed, when the hand slipped out of the darkness of the stairwell and grasped his ankle. A gasp tore at Stu’s throat like a thorn. He looked around, his belly a freezing floe of ice, and beheld a bloody, grinning face upturned in the darkness.
“Come down and eat chicken with me, beautiful,” it whispered in a cracked and dying voice. “It’s soooo dark—”
Stu screamed and tried to pull free. The grinning thing from the darkness held on, talking and grinning and chuckling.
From 12/17/2020 ( premiere CBS adaption of Stephen King's "The Stand" ) To 4/17/2025 ( Today - Thursday ) is 1582 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 3/3/1970 ( ) is 1582 days
https://papersofprinceton.princeton.edu/princetonperiodicals/?a=d&d=Princetonian19700303-01.1.1&e=-------en-20--1--txt-txIN-------
From 9/18/1951 ( premiere USA film "The Day the Earth Stood Still" ) To 3/3/2011 ( ) is 21716 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 4/17/2025 ( ) is 21716 days
James L. Elliot
From Wikipedia
James Ludlow Elliot (June 17, 1943 – March 3, 2011) was an American astronomer and scientist who, as part of a team, discovered the rings around the planet Uranus.
by me, Kerry Burgess, posted by me: 2017
Uranus.
Wow.
You just made an obvious joke that millions of people have heard already many times over the span of their lives.
How does your genius mind think up so many original ideas.
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The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)
Quotes
Professor Barnhardt: Tell me, Hilda, does all this frighten you? Does it make you feel insecure?
Hilda: Yes, sir, it certainly does.
Barnhardt: That's good, Hilda. I'm glad.
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The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)
Quotes
Klaatu: I don't want to resort to threats, Mr. Harley. I merely tell you that the future of your planet is at stake.
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The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)
Quotes
Barnhardt: One thing, Mr. Klaatu: suppose this group should reject your proposals. What is the alternative?
Klaatu: I'm afraid there is no alternative. In such a case, the planet Earth would have to be... eliminated.
Barnhardt: Such power exists?
Klaatu: I assure you, such power exists.
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
From: Kerry Burgess {me}
Sent: Sunday, May 21, 2006 11:04 AM
To: Kerry Burgess {me}
Subject: Re: Journal May 21, 2006
Kerry Burgess wrote:
I think it was my first thought after waking up this morning that I used to date Julia Roberts a long time ago.
I also have these unexplained thoughts that I was a fighter pilot in the U.S. military, although I'm not sure which service, but I may have been in two different branches over time. I am also confused about thoughts that I may have been a helicopter pilot. What's next? A space shuttle pilot? Seems like a lot for someone that is only 40. And, while I am not sure when this divergence happened, I am reasonably certain it was before I turned 33. So I must have been a pretty busy guy. Especially because I have thoughts that I was some kind of mathmetician too. I have these thoughts too that I was captured by enemy forces at some point and tortured while in captivity.
by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journal: 9/26/2006 3:06 PM
As I was trying to go to sleep last night, I had a thought that I have a doctorate in computer science from Princeton.
and I had thoughts that I studied music as well at Princeton.
from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:
by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journals: 9/28/2006 7:13 PM
This sounds very interesting. In my memory of taking Physics my Senior year at Ashdown, I remember being very interested in the class, but we didn t cover such an interesting topic.
http://www.princeton.edu/main/about/present/
Ayan Chatterjee (left) and Mark Daly measure piano strings as part of a lab project for professor Pierre Pirou 's freshman seminar on "Sound, Music and ... Physics."
9/28/2006 7:37 PM
I think I even have memories of the graduate degree process. I am not sure of the terms to describe the process.
9/28/2006 7:47 PM
I actually do remember... something... I can t explain it. It feels that I am holding an unmarked, undistinguishable book that I don t know the name of or the contents but I know I have read it already.
9/28/2006 8:34 PM
A few minutes ago I started thinking that maybe I started at Princeton University in 1972. I would have been 13 at the time as Thomas Ray. I remember that Kerry Burgess started first grade in 1972. But then I decided that I probably started Princeton earlier than 1972 and maybe 1972 was the year I completed my first major degree. Or 1972 doesn t really mean anything in particular to Thomas Ray; rather it is there for continuity sake for the life of Kerry Burgess.
by me, Kerry Burgess, posted by me: H.V.O.M at 3:06 AM Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Salesman
Also, "Salesman." I saw that in a dream while sleeping recently. I saw myself going through an induction process in the United States Marine Corps and I woke up understanding that I was dreaming of my actual experience in 1990. I saw a document that indicated I was being inducted to the United States Marine Corps with the officer grade of Chief Warrant Officer 2. I saw in the dream another document associated with my induction and that document indicated I had been assigned the informal name "Salesman."
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Clear and Present Danger (1994)
Quotes
Jack Ryan: No, no, no! Not black and white, Ritter, *right* and *wrong*!
- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 2:17 PM Pacific-timezone USA Thursday 04/17/2025
