[click image, video, three and a half hours]
It seems the weather mania here was a fast-moving long thin band and it blasted past pretty quickly. On the one hand it looks as though more is coming, but on the other it would seem the worst may have passed. It went dead calm and dripping for a while, but right now it's just doing a few minor gusts.
It's a good day to be listening to all this blather from the bastions of Out There. This guy, at the image link, is pretty interesting. He seems to be full of total blather, but it's all interspersed with very interesting bits of information. I'm pretty irked that he raps down this major dis job about public employees just collecting their paper unemployment and the government doing its airy fairy paper manipulations, but when you go to his site, you see he's AVID to collect that airy fairy paper. Anyway, since he's a proponent of the expanding planet theory, I'm wanting to listen to him, no matter how much crap he spews between the interesting stuff....
And maybe the weather will let me actually get through the whole three and a half hours of it. If you are interested, it seems you can go listen to him all you could possibly want at his YouTube channel....
In fact, I've chosen to spend the rest of this radiation droplets evening engaged thus. There is probably plenty out there more worthy of my attention just now, but I don't feel great and now he's talking about curing himself of eczema by finding its energy in his inner vibrations and working on curing his arthritis thus. Once again, being as I know how severely we have limited ourselves, capability-wise, in recent centuries, and wanting as I do to return myself to something better approximating full functionality, I'm letting myself contemplate it.
Old Uncle Dave likes to laugh at me about all the stuff going on in Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon being faithful to our ACTUAL ability. He doesn't believe it for a moment. I told him I know they were using wires and cinematic tricks to show it, BUT that does not mean that it is not an actually innate ability. We just don't defy gravity because we don't believe we can. I know that whenever I dropped utterly any notion of an inability to fly, I flew... not... mind you... as Bill Hicks would have been quick to remind us... out the window of a tall building, but just boringly from the ground to the tetherball pole and from the ground through the barn window to land on the floor of a stall. Those were the two times I did it awake. So I know what I'm talking about. Old Uncle Dave thinks I'm delusional, but he humors me.
So, anyway, it may happen that this guy says something that helps some blockage of what I know from the ancients and help me get back to flying....
Forgot to mention that earlier my darling Old Turkie popped in to ask if I were responsible for THIS. Would that I were, but I'm not feeling big on the nonviolence part right now. I mean, I never am, not on this planet, but lately it too obviously is playing into the hands of the SOCIOPATHIC SPACE LIZARDS who are pouring pacifist rebellion powder all over us. They know they will lose control if we go postal on them. If we amass in Tahrir Square or drive our tractors around the capitol building in Madison, that completely works in their favor—leaches off pressure to rise up in the populace and requires a minimum of theater to manage—to IGNORE—but if we start physically snatching them out from behind their desks and daises, then they have a real problem. Then they have LOST control.
Which is the ONLY fix for all this.