My World Whirled and Weirded Too, It!

 

            I go blink and I still see a plank traveling to my new Earth.  I think and told I know what I usually (and that is unusually) see up there.  A giant Algae Bubble outer dermatoid with what looks to me like aluminium dacite.  That is the vehicle that transported my new friends, the single cellular water habitating visiting Aurorals.  Copying the encircling activity, close but safe and available incased in their Solar Slated Shale was the vehicle containing and supplying my Black Sand of Mineral Magnetite along with their dusty Silicon relatives.

            After days and weeks of viewing flashes and swimming dolomitics , shaking gulps and enfriending things that think and feel and are beings that I am now beginning to understand as beings, and with that understanding causing growth into friendship, not that friendship is needed but existence makes it real.

            Senses of shapes and bolts echoed me and my new not me but me likes even though we are not alike in some ways, we are alike because we exist, and after not being exhausted along with their carriers I view and the other not me mes sense in some way or another a space accompanying plank which may contain and are (because one may be many) manufactured and manifested beings, or whatever we call ourselves.

            I’ve been confused and then I accepted and was accepted by the rock people and large sized biological cell people who are visiting and examining me.  One uses emotional mind feelings.  The other uses light and sound. 

              This new one, I we and they, distrusted this new one at first.  I am worried about the continued existence of the dust stone people.  Then I get worried that the Large Sized Cell Existers, expecially in the floating ponds, when they change color and tone of speech.  But now, but now, but now these new visitors are sentifiling each of us in their attempts to admit us and their attempts to get us, if they can, to understand a degree about them.

                                                         

       Originally these new maybe identifiable thinking existing beings who to us are waves are alpha particles, beta particles, gamma rays, and neutrons.  I see and we saw two protons and two neutrons, identical to a helium nucleus, or at least that was what I was taught to have thought.  We now had a form of electromagnetic radiation.  Oh My!  That quantum mechanics, the characteristics of both waves and particles.

      And to get us to Symbiosicly, Affiniticly, and Linkitically Link us three quarks; or a meson, composed of two quarks), or an elementary particle, with those gluons that are called bosons  Oh my hadrons had been containing multiple quarks.  Here a gauge boson, I hear a photon, W and Z, gluon.  Everywhere a leptonic tau particle that is heavier than those two visiting lightest than flavors.  The Sandy Baryons (my uncle nucleons) along with those Cellular Antiquarks whom I bound with gluons.

       We are now pions and kaons along with this visiting neutrino oscillation. 

       I originally was afraid of that new space ship being heinous, atrocious, nefarious, and malevolent.  But, instead my new buddies told me those guys were iniquitous and vicious, which for them is not highly reprehensible.  A poneros here, a  kakos nitheful there.  And those

amygdala and insula which I can use to evaluate sensory input.  I called then Neurotransmitters, the  Dopamine which are Associated with pleasure, reward, and motivation.

      Floating, glowing, and echoing in chorus with us are our new Serotonins.   These beings contribute much feelings of well-being, happiness, and relaxation.  I called the magnetic wave, Norepinephrine.  The radioactive wave is Glutamate: The primary excitatory neurotransmitter in the brain, essential for learning and memory.  Along with us are those GABA (gamma-aminobutyric acids).  We are inhibitorying neurotransmitters and that helps calm my brain and reduces the sand particle peoples’ anxiety.  These Wave Beings get the Huge Water Cellular  Inhabitants to Acetylcholine the positive.  We are all Involved in memory, learning, and muscle control.

     Surrounding me now are Endorphins:  Oxytocin, Histamine, and Melatonin.  We are building various Isometric systems, Tetragonal systems, Hexagonal systems, Orthorhombic systems, Monoclinic systems, and some Triclinic systems.

     We now need to keep in what I call a mind, this strong intrinsic magnetic field. While a comet nucleus like 67P/Churyumov–Gerasimenko is considered non-magnetic, its coma (the cloud of gas and dust) interacts with the solar wind's interplanetary magnetic, there are massive, accelerating objects like colliding neutron stars.  Here and there we friend up with

some neutron stars emit beams of electromagnetic radiation that make them detectable as pulsars, and we see them go accretion, in which case they emit large amounts of X-rays. During this process, matter is deposited on the surface of the stars, forming "hotspots" that can be sporadically identified as X-ray pulsar systems. 

     I am now in an equation of state and gravitational waves emitted by binary neutron star mergers.  Photons can merge or split in two, and virtual particle–antiparticle pairs are produced.

   I got to admit, the Kuiper Belt and the Oort Cloud’ may not have Water, but I got a lot of living dust, and ice make up comets.

     A whole group of settled self feeling and communicative trying beings.  Just look at that puddle.  It’s a lot like your blood drop.  Use a microscope.  And please do not use a microphone.  Your voice is loud enough.  In your blood there are a lot of cells and they are mostly living.  And in  that pool from the outside, there are a lot of living cells.  Cells together make a living  being.  Some of them are human.  A few of them are humane.  If something is living it probably has feelings.  If your cells make you a living being can’t a pond full of cells be a living being?  Do they have to be wet cells.  Don’t dusts and grains and lavas and rocks have connections of magnetisms and electrolocise and whatever have the possibility of being a living being.  Your house has life.  Your neighborhood has life.  Your village, your state, even your country has life.  Your world has life.  How about your solar system.  Think about your Universe.  Life is Life, even if we don’t understand about it.   I cannot declare what is life.  How can we declare there is not life?

 

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My Accepted World and What More Comes Into It

 

            After a couple weeks intentionally orbiting around Jupiter my reorganization of the elementary minerals in order to have them to create their own owning gravity and freeing but keeping oxygen, my oxygen, my meteor’s hand made metallic plastic bubble grew and grew and was needed no more.  I could live here.  I could stand and walk here.  I can have ponds of saltish and fresh and nitrogenous ponds moving aptitudinally around my living world.  So, my bubble burst, and soonly so did I.  But I burst in a good way.  I can breathe without being chrome domed in.  I am domed by natural gas, not doomed.  And it is my gas.

            It encourages my life that my manufactured air grew enough to be several miles high and burst my needed bubble.  I also elevated various air and liquid bubbles which protect themselves now.  I have several ponds various types of waters cycling across my head along with various patches in which my feet can and do walk through.  Ants grow and grin along with those bees that followed me making hives and lives more than I can make.

            I handfully engaged a group of calcites, fluorites, sodalites, scheelites, and some autunites.  I put them in a bunch with their own expression pushing manufactured work to keep them encircling my new personal world at twenty four hours a cycle.  Their fluorescence and emittance of their own light has me exposed to their eternal light source. Oh, day by day.  And I feel like a proper Knight at Night.

            After a couple weeks of getting up and bedding down.  Along with regularly making my breakfasts, launched lunches, and diners, I readily and purposely and timely chemically collected, enfused, and coagulated my body’s expulsion of what I ate, in the different ways my body expulses itself,  a flop flop here, a stream collected there, here lost skin, there lost hair, collected any where I go where.  And I chemically, intentionally manufacture them into my morning, middle, and night time foods.  I also maintain a few air filtering V shaped stands that got what I need to regularly connect with out of what my nose and throat put out into my atmospheric condition.

            I was viewing my working outer and inner life cyclable walking and living area when I surprisingly got a first visit by rock which appear to be made up of sand dust and flyable silicon and along with various magneto communicative beings who are skinned by lava and, I eventually found out were transported across the universe in their commanded slated shale stones.  Each blob of intentionally outer cooled lava contained three to four thinking, feeling, their own definition of life living beings.  I was seated with my head tracking Ganymede, Lysithea, and my buddy Elara.  Their manufactured supportive machine orbited my living space and they floated down to notice and communicate with me.  They put feelings growing into words into my mind.  They started with visualization pictures that I finally realized that I did not see but what connected to my mind convinced my mind to see, and convinced it as a communication with them, not changing what is but definitely that and what they are communicating.

            Within the middle of this beginning of knowing a different way to communicate and a different form to communicate with.  And this is not communicating with animals.  Or is it communicating with animals, realizing in me that animals are people as much as I am people, and rocks and dust and sound vibrations and other, radioactive, and magnetic echoings are living in one way or another beings like but different but I wish  would like me.  Middling and muddling into all of the beginning of this another magneto lined orbiting ship joined my new joining and travelled around my new world with the controlled container of the rock people.  But these are huge sized, human sized and above One Cell human like organisms which think and care for and are learning about the space and time above the world, their world, their solar system, and their universes which make these different universes what I call a university since life and existence teaches me and teaches us all.

            Life now I get visited by space explorers from other planets.  Some are rock people.  They are made up of sand stone and sand iron.  Their skin is lava and their space cruiser is diamond.  The others are liquid, water main people.  Their skin is outer cell thick materials.  Their space cruiser is made of algae infused with potash and aluminum.

            Those Rock Enlivened people visited first.  We began to learn how to talk. Then the cellular water people saw us, sensed us, jointed for us, and joined us.

            Various and a variety of  six foot walking talking and thinking cells manufacturally protected by green leaf clovinicas joined them in their visit to me, parking outside of my breathableness and lowering individually down to my walking area.

            My new life and we all came to it.

            I’m visited  by my life.  I am introduced to rocks and cells and these are and I learn that they are life.  Not other lifes.  Real lifes.  And life had not ended there or here or anywhere.  Just because you are not me does not mean that you are not life nor I am not life.  And encircling me now are living dust and special cells.  But what is that out there?!!!?

            So, while I was looking up with my eyes, I saw no birds, but I did see a plank, I’m thinking, it’s another traveler of non earthling, thinking, feeling, existing beings.

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My New World and What Come To It

             I was working on computer programming for Command Wealth Edison.  I went through the time when many of us got laid off because other company owners were making more money, so our business owners wanted more money too.  If they don’t pay us, they thought they could keep the money, but they didn’t realize it will and did go down.

            During that Lay Off Ceremony a meteor in the sky bounced on Earth for a very long time, about day and a half. During that mess of a time, I picked up broken computer devices and parts of phone systems.  I started wearing an air tank and my body covered in a rubber swim suit.  I gathered food and drinks that would last for several weeks, several rolls of plastic and rubber, hand useable tools, engineer tools, and several plants (both edible and large green leaved types), plants for both fresh water, salt water, and land.

            I also looked up the chemicals that made up Roast Beef, Chocolate Milk, and Salmon Fish. 

            Beef contains  water, about 65-75% of its makeup, with protein at around 15 to 20%, and fat  variably between 2%  and 15%). In its layers there are small amounts of minerals such as potassium, phosphorus, iron, along with carbohydrates and a small amount of glycogen.  The hydroxyl group of minerals.  Hematite, Silicate, and Karlite.

            Fish caused me to look for how I can make omega-3 fatty acids like DHA and EPA and other such proteins.  I wanted essential nutrients. However, I also wanted to accumulate various contaminants.  Rocks with  PCBs, dioxins, and heavy metals like mercury.  Calcium Citrate, Sulfur, Zinc, and Magnesium.  They will give me good meals.

            For my Chocolate Milk I needed  lactose which makes sugar, and various minerals for the salts.  I looked for what’s in the seeds of the tropical Theobroma Cacao tree.  The historic evidence of chocolate is 1100 B.C. by the Mesoamerican people.  Phosphorus, Potassium, Magnesium, Calcium, Copper, Manganese, and of course Iron.  I want to enjoy the taste of what I need to consume in the future.

            With my thoughts for my own future, I also wanted to create for me  a gravitational maker using various chemicals from minerals that have their own gravity.  Soon I will shoot myself and my materials using dynomite off from my old land and live on this passing meteor.  I stole, bought, and dug up Bismuth, Corundum, and of course, Diamonds.  Since I will be leaving Earth, I don’t care anymore about myself owing money for Diamonds, a lot of Diamonds for a lot of Money.

            I wrapped a flexible  polyethylene film Polyethylene (HDPE), Polypropylene (PP), Polyvinyl Chloride, and a large amount of Acrylonitrile Butadiene Styrene around the meteor in order to keep the breathable air in and let it grow as my chemical attempts accomplish.

            In order to keep my breathable air in, my containing flexible film around me, and allow me to stand on the meteor when it moves again, I slugged in a bunch of minerals that make gravity.  They are  dense minerals  such as oxides hematite (Fe₂O₃), magnetite (Fe₃O₄), corundum (Al₂O₃), rutile (TiO₂), cassiterite (SnO₂), and pyrolusite (MnO₂), sulfides, and native metals like gold and platinum, including  molten iron-nickel alloy magnetite, hematite, and various galenas.  Of course I threw in Sulfur, Coal, and Potassium Nitrate, otherwise known as saltpeter.  I made certain I had  gabbros and granite gneisses in order to create slightly stronger gravitational fields.  Along with under my stepping area I filled bubbles in my sky with their own gravities so I could have floating globs of fresh water, salt water, nitrogen water, and pools of magnetite water.  I gathered fish to live in them and water born plants to allow the fish to live.

            I didn’t plan on it but I brought with me a few bunches of ants and bees and worms.  The ants built floating nests while those plant growing bees built under meteor ground hives, surrounded by worms, worms, and more worms.

            Silicon Rocks inhabited with quartz and granite eventually gave me high amounts of oxygen.  Boy that quartz is sure a mineral that forms such strongest bonds with oxygen.

            Floating above me, allowing me to eat growing vegetables instead of just chemically ground up and stirred vegetable like substances, I had Spider Plants. Some of my floating containers contained Lucky Bamboo. There was also  Pothos and Snake Plant and Philodendron and Coleus and Chinese Evergreen and of course Monstera.

            Within my breathable Non Earth Earth I am swung around with various Gravity Wave Lengths made up of their 4 anti gravity waves  of stupendous size and atoms.  My Owned Protons and Neutrons and Electrons and I could not get away without Ions. 

            I turn the light around my meteor by 24 hours for a full turn.  I float the ponds, fresh water, salt water, carbon water, and silicon water across the top of my world.  Here a Bee, there a Bee, everywhere a Bee Bee.  So, I have Honey which contains a range of essential minerals like calcium, iron, zinc, potassium, and magnesium acids, such as acetic, formic, lactic, and citric acid.

            And I cannot forget my Ants who provide for me boric acid, diatomaceous earth, and synthetic compounds like fipronil and bifenthrin.   All this  silica, iron, and magnesium which is  rarer on Earth because of their  garnets and ilmenites.  I live with a pyrope and an almandine garnet.

            Since I exploded away from Earth, my air keeps me in a bubble around the meteor while it grows under my control as my living space that I am working on grows.

            The Earth was shaking and nearly breaking my meteoric home more and more so once I’ve gathered current food and rocks and minerals to make food and air and bunched machines to solidify my life, I shot off my dynomite and that had done more than might.  I temporarily lived in my rubber skinned swim suit and my atmospheric flexible safety strength bubbling started its growth.  The sun of my life was pulling me in.  Fortunessly, I spotted and plotted the Mars which I swung around and headed out to for me a safer part of space.  I am ending up cycling Jupiter along with its many moons.  We are like Saturn’s rings, oh ring a ding ding.  I am building  cycling encouraged by sun strikes ray reflector that will give me a day with light travelling around my feeting area twenty four hours at a time.  It is a new light on a new site for my new life.

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The Melody of Elon Musk and Weak

 

            Our Fear, that’s what Our President means

            Fifty Two States get flushed down his lavatory

            Elon Musk and Putin all claim Glory

            Trump doesn’t know how to care

 

Look up a Gong and Right it Wrong

Kook up our Lives and get them Gone

 

            Elon Musk Pays for nothing

            And us workers pay his fees

            We Got Our DJT

            We Got Our DJT

            We Got Our DJT

 

            I’ve Got My Life Empty

 

Is this

            The Spur of the moment

Or

            Just some Bone Spur that claims his is our President

            I ask ‘Why health is not there’

                        All we get are

 

                                    Punch and Judy

                                    Or is that

                                    Trump and JD

 

I am so sick of that Witching Broomhylda

                                Witching Broomhylda

                                 Don Just Stop Your Witchcraft On US

And I don’t only mean US or even the whole US, I mean the Whole World

 

We have all had enough of your

                                    Hide and Seek

                                    And boy Don

                                    You make our lives Bleak

                                    And You think You Are a Sneak

                                    How can You Claim to Speak

                                    When we See It more than We want to See It

 

This is now

                        The Land of the Frozen

                        And The Land owned by The Bone Spurs

 

                        They claim they are Super Heroes

                        And that one constantly has Supper Heroes

                        He sure is a  Stupid Nero

                        We have worse than that Roman Fire

                        And he keeps Fiddling with us

                        Always being such a Wild Liar

 

I wish he’d fly at night but that sly keeps opening his own fly and it’s making his GOP fleas glee.  Fluff Fluff to you goof.

 

            Trump keeps claiming he is bringing us to an end to wars.  How?  He is an end to hamburger cow.  And an end to democracy now.  Cow Away.  He says he deserves an army his way.  He’s just a deserter and he sure is a weird.  He’s proud to think he’s a ruler.  It’s miles instead of inches, he is getting a lot ruder.  And he loves being in our way.  And that means he blocks us, he don’t do nothing our way.

 

 

                        Humans remember how we got clouts

                        We need to take that Darn Old Rump Out

 

Every Day He Puts Us On The Rack.  Ick! Ahh!

 

 

What’s the

            Solution?

            Execution?

            He Attacks us every where

            Don sure Pollutes the water

            And We can’t breathe the air.

 

He claimed bone spurs to keep himself  out of the army when he was single

Now he and  Melania keep going more merrily along

 

            And Our own democracy is lost to Frumps

                        No capital letters

                        Since this is our country

                        Not just a political party

            And since we are now owned and run by Trumps

 

People Feel:

                        Sentiment

                        Let us regret

                        Life is in Cement

                        And We Lose our intent

 

            But it’s

                        Dump Dump

                        He’s A Trump

                        He’s a Dog’s old Bone

                        This Old Trump

                        Calls the White House His Home

 

To Mylania he acted like

            He is such a Nestor

            She would soon marry him

            And the world  will call her Wed Nes Day

 

 

We sure need a

            Perry Mason, Now

            We don’t live in a Pearly Mansion

            It is really a Scary Station

            With such Stupid Status

            All Those Snake Eyed Statues

            And our Denied Statures

 

            Donald, You savored revenge.  And you savaged your friends.

 

                        You claim your aTeacher for Leap Year

                        But you are really a leacher

                        This is not a  University

                        And soon we won’t even live to be a Universe’s City

There sure are a lot of curses in their verses.

 

It is so Intra Terrestrial to be such of an Intruder, and he is so happy that he has Extra, and that lets him and his fellow Extra Terrestrials have so many Ex wives.

 

                        An Error, Ick!  Ahhh!

 

                        Wouldn’t You?

                        Wooden Shoe?

                        Woolen Moo?

                        Swollen Spew!

 

            He once claimed that he had worked since Fifteen!

Oh, So he worked a whole Fifteen Minutes!

 

And now he yells:

            Don’t Cheat on me Melania

            I’m the one who is supposed to be

                        Immoral

 

This new White House

It sure is The White Man’s House

And he is The Still Nutz

Along with That House of Mis Representation

Those White Jerks that own US so proudly

They’d better be happy they’re back

They claim their wives are  old

Lady Godivas

And boy they sure laugh at our face

 

Deficit  has sure been turned into an excess of expenditures and liabilities which overcome our own income or assets in the greasing period. They sure are  defiant or defiled or defecated,   defective.

 

            Eek Sure Quells Empty Stares

            One on the run

            Too boy they swear

            Tree up and barking

            I miss them not not being there

 

Think about it

They can’t

 

Pentagon or Pentagram

We wish they were All Gone

And they are such a Gong

And also Goon.

 

            I’m just in Illinois

            tRump makes us Ill In Nose

            All he gives is Noise

            The Voters probably said Nos

            He is our Irony

            He Had Ironed His Hands

            I wish that Pork did not keep Sessions

 

Again and again, Pong is in sensation.

And Donald, “Cashew if you Can.”

Dump trucks here

Dumb tRump there

Hear that tRump

He’s sure stumped

Hills of Moes yes everywhere

 

Cashew

Achew

Use us as shoes

For your defeat

Cousin Fright

He goes in tight

 

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Living In Space or On A Meteor -- Who Nose What For

 

            Whoosh, whoosh, the Center revolts.  It is that Center that spins.  It spins past the sound barrier.  There are constant ripped, fragmented, echoing sounds.  Above the ground.  Or, at least, the ground thinks so.  And those drawn electrons spinning, non stopped momentum.  Faster than that speed of sound.  Approaching, ever increasing, towards the speed of light.  And those electrons.  Shooting into.  Shooting out of that Inner E = MC squared speeding ring.  That Ring’s Mass times the Speed of Light Squared, no it broke the Speed of Light.  It is going greater than that Speed of Light and its definition of Energy is its Mass times its greater than that Speed of Light Squared.  Speeding Middle.  Its electrons clouding not by movement.  Its electrons structurally poled back into that Outer Ring.  That Inner Ring wanting more and more.  The Outer Ring giving more and more.  Leaving that Middle more than either, rotating, electron murres, electron placements.

            Suceedingly shooting through speed of sound walls, bracing, enlightening by an eon long wave of lightening flashing towards the jealous neutron constant and non chemically active ground stabilizer and sturdier.  Sturdied not by degrees but sturdied by infinity.  You pass that speed of light and you are enshelled by a dimension everywhere along your dimensional horizon, its right arm right angling you to perpendicular existence.  Your life is a tangent.

            And the life I meet and the life I mess are the chemical argon cloud attractions that by chance pushed above the surface.  Held in by gravity.  Sedimented by gravity.  The striation of ammonia.

 

            Middle ring, neutral charged as in their constant acceptance and expulsion of charges, the soda of chemicals.  Or is that constant exceptance, because it is constantly changing.  It does not keep a charge so it does not have a charge.  The rusts, the carbonates, the air bubble mixtures, in this case Calcium Carbonate.

            We discussed How To Make A Living:

            Moon Rover Me Oh My

           

 

 

 

            One of the guys,“The man in the moon talking to me, ‘The See Of Tranquility.  When I am meditating, calming my insides, I observe the universe through my See Of Tranquility.  My Moontra to the Universe is Oh Man God Damn I Am Moon.’’’

            Then I said, “The Sea of Tranquility.  That is where Neil Armstrong established our Moon base Alpha.”

            And the Moon Guy, “I thought your Star Wars were about men like me, always welcoming people to the Dark Side.

            “I do eat up the energy our Sun sends us.  I eat, feed, consume once a month.  Then all I can do is sit and let my fat belly out. Two weeks ago, yesterday, boy was I a full Moon!”

            Later in the talk the Man in the Moon said, “Remember in 1969 when Apollo 11 landed on me and that Neil Armstrong said, ‘One small step…’? And then in 1971, Alan Shepard from Apollo 14 took his six iron and started hitting golf balls around?  Well that sort of stuff really got under my skin.  You guys are a bunch of Luna Ticks.”

           

            And I just thought “Even a Moon who shines in the Dark and eclipses the Sun like Night

            May make tides at Noon and wash away the Dunes

            When he is taken too Light.  Or is he taken into the Light?”

           

That seemed to tide us over for a while.

           

            But then one of them said, “I’ve been visiting Earth a lot lately.  ‘Moonlight becomes me, it lengthens my lair.’

            So, I am listening to all of this.  I am taking notes but I will not believe it when I read it over, afterwards.  Even asking myself what a dinosaur evolved into did not prepare me for me observing life on another planet.  I assumed too much.

            And they kept going on, “Earth’s gravity keeps me face forward.  Extreme heat versus extreme cold makes me turn in Earth’s order.  But I get back at the Earth.  One does not win all.

            “I may not be the strongest.  I know that I cannot force your steadfast, your Stallworth.  But I can and do contend your water.  Sure, you might take your bricks and sand and build a dam.  You might dig in, explode, shovel out a canal or two.  How about a canal between two of your oceans?  You might even over pollute, you with your lost ozone layer and your greenhouse gas effects.  You make those efforts on the Ice Bergs to melt and the Sea Levels rise. 

 

 

 

            “Yep, you may have committed suicide, forcing your world and its lives to suck in your factory waste.  But I make the tides.  I wash your coastal areas, and now, your new coastal areas, with your oil sludge and plastic spoons and all sorts of never decaying garbage.

            “At your nighttime I pull your garbage spouts up and over what little farmland you have left.  And, as if I care, I tsunami your Atlantic Oilshun.  As if I care, I drown your Seattles and your L A s and San Franciscos with outhouse poop, coal poop, and Kook Brothers poop.  Guess what I can do to you perturbatively? 

            “Am I getting under your skin?  Well, I have been for millenniums.  You complain that I have bile!  I have your bile.  I have your spit.  I have your gastric juices.  And I have your blood.  Call me a Vampire.  That’s why Lugosi came out at Night!  Your heart’s blood is made of water.  And water obeys me!  Your blood cells, your Hemoglobins, your braincells.  They feel my pull.  I command them.  They do what I force.  I am the command of the Moon.

            Then I said to him, “You flew by that Moon today, Oh Boy.”  I then tore my spacesuit off.  “You better start practicing by putting some magnets on top of each other.  Measuring them.  Checking the angles.  Starting the Gyroscope.  And then you shoot off your toy rocket.  That is how you teach yourself and that is how you got us on our journey out here.

            “What could I do?  No numbskull had done this before.  Talk to an alien.  How could I practice?  I read.  I read Doctor Livingston.  I read Doctor Goodall.  I read Doctor Feel Good, Doctor Seuss and Doctor Dolittle.” 

            Now the Moon Guy interjected again, “This is like finding life in the rings of Neptune.”

            To which I said, “You will definitely Find life on Earth and it is definitely not us.

            “You got us a mile tangent from the Moon.  Three miles back you previously shot the opposition thrusters to lower our speed, that third mile, matching the Moon’s rotation (calculating, extending the surface a mile up).  The speed is matched.  We are up there in our Moon’s sky.  Our momentum makes me feel like I’m at the top floor of the Prudential Sky Scraper viewing the surface and then I step into the elevator to get to the ground floor.

            “Then at floor one, I step, I walk, I kneel on one knee.  Watching that horizon.  Clear.  Empty.  Outwards towards the red light of Mars.  It is steady.  It is unchanging.  It’s movement across the skyscape is left to right but at it is height, as a crack appears three feet in front of my right knee.  And the temperature reading collection on my suit goes from Sixty-Five degrees below Water Freezing up to a balmy Seventy-Three degrees above.  That ground crack, that autumn warmth, that slight gravitational slide of the powdered iron silicate silt, about thirty-two ounces of particles, thirty-two ounces that could not do that on their own.”

            And then they heard my voice within my breath preserving pressurized suit adjusting to take in this intrusive frequency, “Yes, it is me.  Well, it is I.  It is one of us, anyway.”

 

 

 

 

My friends and I don’t talk about everything.  Who does anyway!  Really!

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Living In Space or On A Meteor -- Acid Rain Tree

 

            Well within my life is the use of solar powered satellites and space habitats. Terrestrial reserves.  Siderophilic – Iron Loving Elements. Propellent, thermal management, radiation shielding, high mass components.  Hallmarks of ancient extraterrestrial civilizations asteroid minings. 

            My environment is filled with Orbital Economics.  Target Trajectories.  Lunar Flybys. Space Magnetism and Photon Displacement.  We have many C-type asteroids.  They are used for water availability.  Those C-types also contain a lot of organic Carbon and Phosphorus, making them available for various fertilizers.  Add to that the S-type asteroids.  Those provide nickel, cobalt, platinum and rhodium.

            These particles in my environment take part in many activities.  Activities:  drilling bore holes and injecting hot fluid/gas/plasma and allow the useful materials react or melt so we can extract the solute.  Dust clouds may be formed and we do set up various bubble barriers.  Docking with various asteroids involves harpoon like processes with several projectiles to serve as anchors.  Many attachable cables do provide winching actions.  The harpoon effect.  Split the water into hydrogen and oxygen for more feasible transportation with less gravity to overcome.  One kg in orbit is equivalent to more than 10kg on the ground.  For example, we would need 250 tons of fuel to put 5 tons in GEO orbit or 10 tones in LEO.  (Low Earth Orbit)

            We are mining the Milky Way.  Well, mining our solar system anyway.  Actually, we are just mining this asteroid belt.  There are many, many more out there, and others, including our outer comet wall.  And these asteroids, materials which may be scraped off the surface using scoops or augers, for active “grab and go.”  A mine can be dug and material extracted through the shaft.  Accuracy is needed with the astro-location under the surface regolith and the processing facility.  Asteroids of high metal content can be mined using magnetism.  For extinct comets’ heat can be used to melt and vaporize the matrix.

            Look at Earth, with its molten core to carry the currents, is a magnet. At first it seemed big to me.  But then our sun with its inner currents is also a magnet.  Don’t forget the Solar System.  Really, the entire Milky Way Galaxy is also a magnet.  Because of particle makeups known as plasma, space is permeated by magnetic fields.   Magnetic Fields tend to flatten and stiffen the space-time fabric of the astral area.  According to Einstein, the hulk of the matter of a star causes space-time to bend as a bowling ball rolling down a rubber sheet.

            Magnetism produces gravitational fields of its own.  Splitting the Grand Unified Theory creates abundant monopoles.

            And I, along with many others I discussed with, I have noticed Not universal warming but universal magnetism.  Changed by man.  We have a problem arise because of magnetism.  In our mining, we feel we need to look for past mining efforts.  And when I say past mining efforts, we mean way, way past prehistoric.  It is not our history.  We need to look for past alien life and find that the causes of a magnetism problem too, which killed them. 

            Unfortunately, we have a political party involved with racism, “Gee, all I wanted to do with my life was work.  But now I got to get involve with politics so I can still have a life.”  A political party, I should honestly state many political parties.

 

 

 

            My father told me that in our family history there was a scientist who had a minery he himself invented and his vat containing his chemical productions.  That vat was his feeding craft.  Feeding himself and planning to feed the world.  It also was supposed to feed his bank account.  His life was mining and combining, coagulating the found chemicals from those mines.  His wife made the food out of his produce.  Their first homesite was near and meant for selling to his birthplace town.  Next came the state.  Then the region.  At last, the country.  And his country is now our world.  Eventually his wife made videos showing how to make edibles out of her husbands chemical compounding.  And she sold her videos and his chemicals to the world.  Our family grew out of their sourcing, their differentials, their countenance, their slicing and splicing of their world.

            My family is based in astral-physics.  Auras are and were there.  Monopoles once were there.  Heck!  Monopoles should still be there.  Monopoles to securely disperse this Galactic Magnetism.  I suspect that past miners, for their ease of finance, for their ease of collection, for their ease of dispersal, along with the ease of communications, set up Solar Magnetic Ports which knocked out that true Galactic monopole monopoly which have been and should still be dispersing galactic magnetism, universal magnetism. 

            That monopole monopoly game.  My friends, the few I truly consider friends, and I talked about it.  Yes, I admit that there are some things that my friends talk about and I do not. But this is the one thing that, with great concern, we have discussed.  We have discussed this because we sure are disgusted. 

            There is that magnetic sweep.  We need to prove that it is not good for us.  Think about it!  If this is the future then we have no future!  We need to prove that there is no future.  And we need to prove it through the fossil past.  And we need for all of us try to work against it.  Sure, it will not make life easy.  To make mining harder and disrupt communications and communities in order to keep life alive.  Alive, instead of in the Universe’s Magnetic Swing.  Those things we need to do to have a future, those things are not our future.  And I don’t want us to be the past. 

            We discussed what is life.  Life, that the atmosphere is methane.  The ground is aluminum.  The planet of life is circled by three rings.  The sky flashing bright arcs from ring to ring.  Those rings are forty feet wide.  The inner is positive, electronically.  It is the strongest.  The outer is negative, and it ain’t weak.  That outer ring, at their shared poles, two poles, pulsing a right angle from that positive, attraction inner pole.  The outer is attracting to the inner.  It charges that inner.  The electrons wanted journey, that inner.

            But what keeps the Inner positive?  That inner, fragmented, dust, silt copper ring.  Encouraging electrons from above.  That inner ring chasing the outer.  The middle ring that gains the outer’s electrons.  That middle is drawn towards the inner.  Electrons in repulsive clouds.  Negative repulses Negative.  Negative seeks Positive.  But that pull of that inner ring.  The middle ring drawn towards the outer.  That puts the whole spin on things.  And it is not a new spin.

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