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Rusi Taleyarkhan – one of my favorite researchers was attacked years ago for proving that cold fusion occurred naturally in something as simple as water! In 2002, while a senior scientist at ORNL, Taleyarkhan published a paper on fusion achieved by bombarding a container of liquid solvent with strong ultrasonic vibrations, a process known as sonofusion or bubble fusion. Scientists and others made a huge effort to make Dr Taleyarkhan’s work look invalid yet, they still cannot explain the 20,000 degree temperature that occurs (well proven) when a bubble collapses in a fluid media. Here we are again, 14 years later, still talking about this “mystery.” If Rusi had been supported instead of being attacked 14 years ago, we would probably be living on Mars, and have almost no lack or food or peace in this world we live in! Read the latest here…..
NO DIALOGUE: The text below is the beginning of a sci-fi D-trip journey as used in my many fiction stories. I have wondered how it would seem if the hero’s in my stories were at first dumbfounded by the shift from Earth into the D-Dimension. Here is a fun experiment aimed at taking you there with them, but without their saying a single word of dialogue:
We arrive rather suddenly and were instantly both fully immersed in the D-dimension (immersed being way to mild a word in retrospect). It seemed so intense and palpable that imagining the physical world we had just left, was most difficult. I tried to picture my lab which we had just left seconds ago, but found it nearly futile as the D-Dimension stimulated all my senses at once. The overload of images and sensation in my mind made me recall years earlier sharing a writing room (a study) with my wife. I recalled trying to read a complex story on my computer screen as my wife’s computer frequently and randomly burst into noisy distraction that popup commercial videos created. Back then concentration on my reading was shattered by the intentional distraction of commercial intrusion. The D-Dimension, though in no way intentionally disruptive, was so captivating and full of random pulses of energetic change that trying to picture my physical world was interrupted by its strange but overpowering sensations and magnificence. The “real” world had faded out and the D-Dimension faded in with a whisper rapidlly became a roar as we arrive above the Earth in outer space wearing nothing but our skin and no protection from the vacuum I knew could kill us in seconds.
Just looking down on the Earth below was breathtaking; but, my first instinctive reaction upon arrival was to sense that I had fallen off a cliff and was tumbling downward at unaccountable speed! Of course that was just because the massive Planet Earth, filling 40 percent of my view below, was alive with motion and spin and I lay floating in space upon nothing but vacuum. I recalled the pilots saying, “we fly by the seats of our pants for security.” Now I knew what that meant!
The huge blue globe beneath my feet turned slowly while clouds above covered its drifting continents like the magical veils used by Oriental dancers. Sunlight sparkled and pranced on and off the floating cloud banks setting them on fire or just burning their edges; but, this was just the most normal appearance of the D-Dimension. The hypnotic beauty of this splendor was accentuated by my awareness of the nakedness, of my body lying in empty space, suspended on buffeting winds of gravitational force from the Earth, the Moon and the Sun. All that seemed to lift me above the Earth like a Hawk sailing effortlessly in the morning winds of the south Florida dawn. On the other hand the Hawk was in control and I had no idea how to respond to these waves of non-physical interaction. Fortunately they tossed me around as gently as a feather in a mild breeze and I discovered that I could balance myself against them by just thinking it so. Yes I could feel space rise and fall as it turned and twisted in the gravitational well of the Earth. Why not? I had no mass.
Occasionally I would find myself not breathing because of unreasonable and unconscious fear. It took a while to register that no space suit was needed, despite my instinctive expectation of having all air sucked from my lungs by the black vacuum around me. I had to remind myself that I was only there in the form of energy, within a universe of energy and nothing could suck the air from my lungs as there was nothing physical in me or in space.
From behind me however, the Sun at my back felt like a pelting rainstorm on a hot sunny day. It reminded me of storms we used to call sun showers. I could feel the constant beat of every form of energy radiation the sun could emit pulsing and hammering as it collided with and past through my ghostly form and then on to interact with that radiation emitted by the Earth. Each ray had a distinct taste, smell and texture that so overwhelmed the senses that for moments the Earth below vanished as my mind was drawn to focus upon just what the Sun was saying to me. It spoke in a foreign language seemingly accentuated with ferocious intent and multisensory tongues. X-rays and Gamma rays stung and burned like bee stings, until you acclimated to their roar. They came in loud bursts like waves beating the sand on a stormy day but much faster. Sometimes they soared up the scale of intensity and sounded like thunder claps or a jet breaking the sound barrier. Paradoxically some of the radiation had texture and flavor, some quite intense. Burst of them reminded me of the orange flavoring used by my grandmother to make cod liver oil more palatable but served on a spoon that seemed to rust between dosages. Then there was the eerie smell of mustard and hot dogs. I have to say it made me salivate somewhere where I actually had a tongue and mouth. But here I was not sure what it was other than my mind trying to synchronize my senses with energy that it had never experienced before. I remembered suddenly watching my very young daughter trying to touch the rings of a clown suspended above her in the play pen. She tried for two weeks off and on to get those chubby little arms and pudgy fingers to grab the clown’s ring like feet. When she finally succeeded, it was the first time in her life she ever laughed! Like her, my mind was trying to make sense out of what I was in touch with but no yet understanding.
When I turned and gazed at the Sun, I could see rings of multicolored energy exploding from its surface in waves of vastly varying frequency. The dark pulses were gravitation, the distortion of space-time. Pulses of solar gravitational fluctuation as they arrived however felt like sitting in front of a base speaker at an old rock concert. My whole body reacted to this sound as if being hit by an unseen wind gust; however, the deep bass note had its own unique sound and one so deep I could not relate it fully to hearing.
All in all, and somewhat perplexing, the bath of energy made the empty space somewhat less disorienting. I thought this might be because after awhile this energy substance allowed me to feel suspended in something more secure than falling down an elevator shaft as first impressions on arrival above the Earth created. Like a hot bath that at first stung, little by little the environment was feeling more lukewarm and more like a friend than an enemy. I wondered if this was what birth felt like to a neonatal human whose mind was way too developed?
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Epigenetics: A team of researchers at University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA) showed that people with a deep sense of happiness and well-being had lower levels of inflammatory gene expression and stronger antiviral and antibody responses. This falls into the realm of epigenetics — changing the way your genes function by turning them off and on.
Your health responds to your thoughts, actions and your environment. The work of Dr. Bruce Lipton and other epigenetic researchers shows that the “environmental signals” also include thoughts and emotions—both of which have been shown to directly affect DNA expression. Contrary to the Newtonian belief in your body as a biological machine, epigenetic science reveals that you are an extension of your environment, which includes everything from your thoughts and belief systems, to toxic exposures and exposure to sunlight, exercise, and, of course, everything you choose to put onto and into your body. Epigenetics shatters the idea that you are a victim of your genes, and shows that you have tremendous power to shape and direct your physical health.
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What was it in the distance; hard to see on this overcast day? It looked like a cigar with a pencil strapped to it; but, it was in fact the result of millions of years of mankind’s dreams, America’s unified pride and the results of individual freedom to achieve our dreams! As the sun came up from behind the clouds and lit the landscape the view shifted.
Joe stood near the water’s edge and observed this now gleaming pencil like object, pointing skyward, a half mile away across the intercostal. At that distant point in Canaveral it was T minus 30 seconds and the tension was building in the crowd of thousands. These people, like Joe, stood in the now hot florida sun, several deep from the road, waiting the experience of a lifetime. Hand held transistor radios reported from every direction weather and launch status in a cacophony much like standing in flock of excited seagulls.
Joe watched intently as the distant gantry rolled back and misty plumes of gas flared skyward from the dangling hoses. T Minus 5 seconds and crowd began to cheer! Then Zero hour and the flames erupted like a newborn sun beneath the ship. The very Earth below Joe’s feet began to vibrate but it was hard to tell if it was the thundering giant a half mile away or the crowds screaming, cheering and jumping up and down with excitement. Joe was sure it was both.
The niagara like cascade of water, cooling the launch pad, created clouds of steam so huge as to engulf and rise above, the now snail like ascent, of our dreams creation in its caressing arms. Then as if on cue, the huge rocket accelerated skyward to the awe of Joe and millions lost in their screams of joy and visions of America’s future. ……………. It was then we Knew America Was Great!
It was before the corruption of congress, the executive office and bribes from Industry, sucked the spirit, dreams, hope and financial strength out of Americans. It was before the creation of the corporate cronyism that now rules America.
Freedom entails risks! I for one will vote For Change! We cannot afford to go on with the corruption that Hillary is financed by!
Do trees have brains and talk to each other? They are intelligent, express emotions and make friends, claims a new book. Read this brief fascinating story from the Daily Mail. Judge for yourself and then read my short story The First Child’s Plan. I call it fiction but you will understand….. here is the story from the Daily Mail:
If that’s true — and my experience as a forester convinces me it is — then they must be able to store and transmit information.
And scientists are beginning to ask: is it possible that trees possess intelligence, and memories, and emotions? So, to cut to the quick, do trees have brains?
It sounds incredible, but when you discover how trees talk to each other, feel pain, nurture each other, even care for their close relatives and organise themselves into communities, it’s hard to be sceptical.
Read More From The Daily Mail: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3792036/Do-trees-brains.html
My Comment: This BASIC concept is frequently found in my “sci-fi” stories; however, when you think about what this article discloses, if you can think outside the box, you might begin to wonder, if trees talk why not planets? Why not solar systems? Why not Galaxies? In our egocentric religious dreams of being the center of God’s universe, science to its own myopia and self deception supported the religious myth by defining the intellectual superiority of man over all. Man, who uses scientific justification to destroy the environment out of an illusion of his grand scientific understanding of all around him and self his self importance. …………….. Read on and then possibly wonder how the Earth might rid itself of a parasite called humanity, The First Child’s Plan.
I love this above quote from Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach, but I wonder what the real consequences might be of attempting to enact its words? I say this because I wonder, if her eloquent sounding statement actually has any “real meaning” when we consider the possibly undefinable words it relies upon, “good and evil.”
If the end of evil, in the name of good, became a reality, would the basis for many of our best adventure stories vanish like fog in the morning sunrise? In our most dramatic stories and plays, from ancient times onward, it is essentially the battle between good and evil that occupy center stage, despite the actor’s exuberant strutting and stammering. Not to say there would not be enough to write about. Just living, surviving, exploring, advancing society and technology, challenging the limits of our existence, reaching out to the beckoning call of the sea of space, to name just a few……….. would surely be enough to write about. Just one type of “evil” would vanish, that being the actions of one being or group of beings, against another of opposing opinions or values.
This concept of the “end of evil in the name of good” makes me wonder what is “evil?” How do we define “evil?” We won’t touch this much right now as it has been debated for centuries and appears clearly unresolved to intellectual thinkers, though perhaps not so to religious ones! Yet, Marie, personally, had no problem with expecting that evil could be defined by someone; If not, her quote makes no sense!
If we step away from living entities performing evil what else is evil? Is there evil? One enticing thought that comes from this discussion is can we define death as evil? Perhaps it is unjust to call death an “evil” after all, we don’t know what death is because we don’t know what comes after it (at least other than by faith), just before it. However, this is a whole other subject and likely a floating away from the torrentouous sea of thoughts that Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach’s words, seem to have set astorm.
But back to Marie. How many times can you look back on history and see that a war was fought in the name of “good,” but that good appears to have been very one sided? Perhaps that means that one sided good is another name for “evil.” In fact this appears to make a lot of sense, when you give it some grey cell time. Does that mean that whatever we do as a nation that we declare is “good” has to be seen by all as good to truly be good?
One of the salient issues of our era, at the moment, is Islamic terrorism. Islamic Terrorists claim that they are on the side of good, and those whom they are attacking are evil. The West, mostly Christian and Jewish, in its essential values, sees it the other way around (for the most part). We do not often deny that we have made some poor decisions in our effort to “rescue” other nations from the villainous grips of tyrannical leaders. History is replete with good guys waging war on evil. We hope history will see us as the good guys. Maybe Marie’s statement is nonfunctional because of its dependencies? Should we consider perhaps that forceful actions taken in the name of “good” are the issue and not the definition of good? In that case, evil might not be done if warfare was not allowed!
If only we could agree to ban war as a method of “overcoming evil” can you imagine how we might resolve our differences? We might even be able to throw out trying to define good and evil. Martin Luther King, amongst other good company, championed the concept of war free conflict (non-violent protest in his case). It does produce results, even without a martyr. Unfortunately the rioting thugs (who like to be misidentified as Afro-Americans, don’t know enough about the great men like Martin Luther King).
Perhaps a potentially better statment (though longer) than hers might be considered.
Warfare is also not so easy to define. Is economic warfare war? Is political manipulation and destabilization of nations war?
If we could ban “warfare” of most types, it could potentially make for a great story. However, considering that the “natural order of our universe” appears to be the survival of all living creatures who are dependent upon a hierarchy of species dominance and a food chain, it strains credulity.
Somewhere in our universe I know this story is being played out. Ah…but to witness it in person and learn its secrets! My exploration of this issue and slowly upcoming story currently labeled “The Carrnegg” is an attempt to visit this time and place……. stick around.
Napoleon Bonaparte said “Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich.” Is that so today? Why did Napoleon believe this? Perhaps it was because he was thinking that the church was wealthy and the people poor? This was indeed so back then and is pretty much true now. The creation of disproportionate wealth was also true for kings and other dictators then and now. Was his statement based on his historical understanding of the tenuous position that ruthless, selfish rulers had historically often created for themselves?
He certainly knew that the poor vastly outnumbered the rich and if they truly became aware of their potential power, they could possibly take from the rich whatever they wanted.
I wonder if Napoleon would be surprised at the events of today? Would it surprise him to see that madmen, blinded by religious fervor and the rhetoric of power hungry clerics, use the power of our modern day and ancient weapons to slaughter the common and innocent (not the wealthy) in the name of what they call try to call “god.”
Would it amaze him to hear empowered leaders of nation states deny the very history their fathers had experienced? Liars are a common lot in history. But revisionists, daring to deny the history of their very fathers generation, in an era of instant communications, takes the art of lying to a new height.
I wish it was only the words of Ahmadinejad that made fools of his country and his fellow citizens in denying the holocaust, in recent history. The videos of the Nuremberg trials and the newsreels they showed, during testimony, are still fresh in the minds of free men (perhaps not the Millennials who appear to have missed a lot in their history classes). Unfortunately lying to your people is not just an Iranian phenomena. Clinton, of course, did not “have sex” in the oval office. Nixon had his view of the story. Bush may have intentionally exaggerated the weapons of mass destruction in Iraq. Those average people who live in North Korea, believe they have the best quality of life in the world, I am told. The mind police make sure this is so.
Perhaps, today we must try to assess the size of the lie and seek comfort in this distinction, though I find this personally unsatisfactory. Possibly, this may have meaning for some. Man is not perfect and when confronted with the public evisceration of his ego, it is likely politicians, whose self esteem are buoyed up on the seas of opinion, will seek to lie (and for lots less than ego disembowelment).
Clinton may have lied about his sex life, for which we would not seek to have him executed. Ahmadinejad however lied about the history of the most brutal destruction of 12 million people, that the main perpetrators themselves do not deny! Well…. the Japanese have trouble with admitting to their mass rape stations they happily called “comfort stations.” The Iranian people don’t have it so bad economically and so don’t want to lose what they have! They have the profits of oil. To rise up and take back their nation which is now controlled by liars and religious fanatics however requires need and belief in what you can achieve. I think the need is lacking, from their perspective, and perhaps we have “fallen from grace” as a role model to follow. Just look at the pathetic quality of the candidates we have to vote for in the upcoming election! There are some really good liars here too.
Perhaps it is Iranian religion or the fear of others who they do not know at their mosque, that keeps the people from removing their dictatorial and fanatical leadership. Communist Russians feared expression when they did not know who they were talking to, so they learned double speak or did not speak out at all. On the other hand, what model would Iranians seek if they did rise up and remove their leadership? When we vanquished the iron fisted terror and torture of Saddam Hussein did that lead to a better land? Did these vastly different religious groups decide to work together or did the power vacuum create chaos?
Is our current national evolution and today’s American leadership a model, something that everyone worldwide should be striving for? In my experience of 70 years, we have certainly lost much of what made America great! Because of hope and greater freedom, I for one would not choose to live anywhere else; however, for people unaccustomed to more free choices and dreams of success, it might lead to chaos as we have seen in Iraq and elsewhere. I recall going to college 50 years ago and seeing this first hand. The first year sorted out who would stay. Children from homes where parents ruled with an iron fist and a leather strap, went crazy without that discipline. They were out drunk, having sex, without thought of consequences, and rarely studying with any regularity, many failed and dropped out quickly. Those who came from liberal homes, where parents let them learn self discipline (learn from their own mistakes) were no different at college than at home, for the most part they did just fine. They did not require an authoritarian parent watching over them!
So back to the original question. What keeps the poor from murdering the rich? I don’t see that religion is the answer, though it may play a part in it. I think a good part of it is the belief that the poor have that they don’t have it so bad, the belief that it could be worse in the hands of other leaders and the belief in whatever history they choose to believe in to support their chosen stagnation. A great example of this is what Al Capone said after his conviction: When convicted of heinous crimes, Al Capone said, “All I did was try to provide the lighter pleasures for my countrymen and for that I live the life of a hunted man!” He believed this, because it supported his ego, his belief that he was the “good guy.” I think we accept pathetic leadership because we don’t believe we can do better and neither do they. We all deceive ourselves, at least today, because that is how we gratify our egos!
One of the biggest problems today is the same that existed in the past, despite the power of instant communication. People don’t believe they know the truth, they just pick what truth they want to believe. With that kind of truth and little self belief in empowerment powerful people can do anything they wish and get away with it. They can even make us think that this is as it has been and how it should be. If we want to keep the little we have carefully hidden under our mattress we don’t want change! After all If AIG and Goldman Sachs are still the financial “hereos” on Wall St. any lie will do if well presented. Hank Paulson helped our country fall into hundreds of billions of dollars of debt and yet he is still a free man. I don’t think religion is protecting the wealthy or the corporate cronyism of our corrupt congress and corporations, it is more like disinformation (the quick version of revisionism) and a fear of losing the last grains of wheat in our grimy clutching hands.
Even more powerful than disinformation, there is the modern version of “Let them eat cake.”
This version is meant to be literally true as its power was early on recognized by Shakespeare, “Caesar: Let me have men about me that are fat, Sleek-headed men and such as sleep a-nights. Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look, He thinks too much; such men are dangerous.” There is nothing like a welfare check to keep the “masses” in control. Religious conviction is the hope of reward but reward is the hope in today’s deceitful politicians.
……….. Janr Ssor