Gold fills the cracks. Not to hide them… but to honor them

I was in a car accident with a drunk driver in 2007 that totalled my Pontiac Pursuit made by General Motors (GM).

One of the firefighters at the scene commented that if I were in an older car, I likely would not have survived (I T-boned the empty passenger side of a pick-up truck at approximately 100 km/hr when the driver decided to cross the divided highway as I was coming). That car did everything it was supposed to in a high speed collision – the seat belt held me back and prevented me from going through the windshield, the airbags deployed, and the front of the car absorbed the impact with its’ crumple zone technology.

After the accident, I wrote GM a letter to thank them for building the car that saved my life. I didn’t expect to get any response, but a few weeks later, I got a phone call. They thanked me for the letter and said, “I’m sorry you went through that.” They also told me to contact them if I needed anything else from GM that they could help with. I thanked them and hung up, not expecting to ever have anything that I could ask them for help with.

My insurance paid for a rental car until a new car was ready for me (the Pursuit was no longer in production so I received a G5 as the equivalent), which took about a week. During the process of signing out the car from the dealership, I was asked if I wanted to pay the extra 8$ per day for windshield coverage, which was not included in the regular insurance. I decided not to pay this fee for two reasons: 1. I had never had a cracked windshield before in my life, and 2. It was ME who was hit and almost killed by a drunk driver…I didn’t feel like paying out any extra money for something that was completely not my fault.

Well, you can probably guess what happened. To this day, the only time I have ever cracked a windshield was the time I rented a car due to a drunk driver totalling mine. I phoned the insurance company that same day and told them what happened. They said that as unfortunate as it was, I owed 300$ for a new windshield. I was a grad student at the time and didn’t have a lot of extra money, but my bigger issue was that, again, it was ME who was hit and almost killed by a drunk driver – I had already paid enough in terms of physical and psychological trauma, and didn’t think it was fair that I now had to pay for this windshield. I cried and plead on the phone but was told that there was nothing they could do.

Eventually I just accepted this ‘unfairness’ and went about my day. The next morning, I had a thought during my shower and remembered the phone call and offer of help from GM. I contacted the woman who said she received my letter and explained the windshield situation with the rental car. Even before I could ask, she offered to take this back to her supervisor to see if they could pay for the windshield. I thanked her and said that even if they could not, I was so grateful to them for considering it.

The next day, the woman from GM called to let me know that they would happily pay for the windshield and to send them the invoice.

I’ve driven a GM vehicle ever since then.

Self-Proclaimed F**inist Tells Women To DEMAND That Men Pay For Dates…Good Luck With That One!

The toga was never a comfortable garment. That’s the first myth to kill.

You did not wear a toga, you endured it, provided that you were rich and powerful in some provincial city. Whenever the state was watching, you just put it on. Imagine it is a stiff tuxedo, which you did not like, yet could not say no to.

One complete toga consumed almost 20 feet of heavy wool. It was sweaty, cumbersome and nearly uncleanable. Worse still, it lacked pin or buttons. You were required to use your left arm to hold it the whole time. This was to have made you practically one-handed. Strolling, waving, is there anything useful to do? Forget it.

Anywhere beyond Rome, the toga was even more ludicrous. Provences were grimy, chilly, and hustling. To be walking into a market in Britain or North Africa and wear white wool was to invite disaster. A slip and your status-symbol was spoilt.

Such provincial elites preferred comfort. High quality tunics that they could move around in. Tinted synthesis clothes to dinner. Lacerna are robes that they could toss on. They went even to the extent of wearing pants in cold areas; tradition was lost to life.

The toga was only used in courts, temples and open ceremonies. It wasn’t fashion. It was a uniform. A message: “I am Roman.”

And as soon as the ceremony was over they went home to remove it. The toga was strength–but nearly all who put it on detested it to the last moment.

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Col 27-Book 488 Martha and the Broken Vase (A Tale of Shards, Shame, and the Gift of a Second Chance)

Ah, dear reader—prepare your heart. Today’s story does not begin with a quack, a snort, or even a kazoo blast.
It begins with a crash.
A sharp, heartbreaking shatter—like a held breath finally breaking.

So settle in. Breathe deep. And step gently into Martha and the Broken Vase.


The Shattering

It happened on a Wednesday—golden, still, humming with the lazy buzz of bees and the distant snore-squeak of Porkchop mid-nap.

Catnip stood in the farmhouse kitchen—tail high, chin lifted, fur smoothed with unusual care—presenting Martha with a bouquet of wildflowers he’d gathered at dawn.
“For you. Because… you’re nice.”
“Nice! Nice!” echoed Ditto, peeking through the window.

Martha smiled—that warm, soft smile that always made Catnip’s ears twitch.
She reached for the flowers.
Her elbow brushed the shelf.

The vase—porcelain, delicate, painted with tiny blue birds in flight—tipped.
Hung in the air—elegant, tragic, inevitable
Then—
CRASH!

Shards skittered across the floor like startled starlings.
One piece—a bird in mid-soar—landed at Catnip’s paws.

He froze.
His breath caught.
His tail dropped.
This is it, he thought. The moment she sees me for what I am: careless. Broken. Unworthy.

He braced for anger. For banishment. For the quiet disappointment that always followed his best intentions.

But Martha didn’t sigh.
Didn’t scold.
She knelt in the shards—not above, but beside them—and picked up the blue bird.

“This piece flew the farthest,” she murmured, fingers tracing its wing. “Maybe it wanted to be free.”

Catnip blinked.

“You’re… not mad?”
“Mad! Mad!” echoed Ditto—now inside, holding glue and a hopeful look.

Martha smiled—not a grin, but a release.

“Mad? No. Sad? A little. But mostly… grateful.”
“Grateful?”
“Mmm. It’s been sitting on that shelf for twenty years. I think it was ready to fly.”


The Mending

The next morning, Martha returned with a small wooden box—soft felt lining, gold lacquer, a fine brush.

Catnip watched from the doorway—not entering, not leaving.
Martha patted the floor beside her.

“Come. I could use a second pair of paws.”

He sat—just at the edge, tail curled tight.
She handed him a shard.

“Gold fills the cracks. Not to hide them… but to honor them.”

At first, his paws trembled.
His glue lines wobbled.
He dropped a shard—clink!—and flinched.

Martha didn’t correct him.
She just handed him another.

“Hold it just so. It’ll hold.”

Ditto helped—pressing pieces together, fetching more lacquer, humming a soft, off-key tune.
Even the Divine Llama appeared in the doorway, chewing clover, watching—one slow blink of approval.

By the fifth day, Catnip no longer flinched at the sound of breaking.
He leaned in.
Focused.
His movements grew steady—sure, deliberate, full of care.

And on the seventh day—
The vase stood whole again.
Not perfect.
But true: golden rivers tracing every fracture, the blue birds now flying through light, not just beside it.

Martha placed a single sprig of lavender inside—fresh, fragrant, resilient.

“To hold what’s beautiful… not what’s perfect.”
“Perfect! Perfect!” echoed Ditto—softly, like a blessing.

Catnip reached out—not to take, not to fix—just to touch.
His paw rested on the gold seam.
Warm. Solid.
Enough.


The Moral of the Story

That evening, as the stars began to prick the violet sky, Sir Whiskerton sat on the roof—not napping, but witnessing.
He saw Catnip, curled in the sun-dappled hay, one paw resting on the mended vase.
He saw Martha, humming at the stove, glancing out the window—not with worry, but with peace.

In his journal, Whiskerton wrote one line—ink slightly smudged, as if paused mid-thought:

“True compassion doesn’t ignore brokenness—it illuminates it with gold. And sometimes, the most healing words are: ‘Let’s fix it together.’”

And in the vase—now on the windowsill, catching the last light—
the lavender swayed.
The gold gleamed.
The blue birds flew.


Post-Credit Scene

Later, Ditto found Catnip on the porch, watching the sunset.
He sat beside him—no echo, just presence.
After a long silence, Catnip spoke:

“It doesn’t chafe.”
“Chafe! Chafe!”
“…No,” Catnip corrected, gently. “It fits.”
“Fits.” echoed Ditto—softly, like a promise.

And from the roof, Sir Whiskerton’s tail-tip flicked—once.
Approval.


Jingle on. 🐾💛✨
(Or, in the language of mended things: Crack… gold… hold … home.)

The End.

The Final Countdown (1980). First Time Watching reaction

Quick & Easy Gingerbread Cake

Gingerbread Cake with its soft, moist texture and a rich taste, is our family’s favorite holiday treat. It’s made with molasses, light brown sugar, ginger, cinnamon, and other warm spices. Perfect for the festive season.

How do I know when the cake is baking?

You can check by inserting a toothpick into the center, if it comes out clean – the gingerbread is ready. Also, the cake is done baking when the edges slightly pull away from the sides of the baking pan.

Can I make this cake ahead of time?

Yes, you can make this cake a day before serving. Let the gingerbread cool completely, then cover with plastic wrap.

If you want to serve the cake with whipped cream and fresh banana slices, I recommend doing it right before serving, not a day ahead.

Quick & Easy Gingerbread Cake

Quick & Easy Gingerbread Cake

Can I freeze this cake?

Yes, you can freeze this gingerbread cake without whipped cream and banana topping. Let the cake cool completely after baking. Then, wrap it tightly with plastic wrap or aluminum foil. Store in a freezer for up to 2 months.

What’s the easiest way to slice bananas for topping?

Remove the peel from the banana. Then, place on a cutting board and slice using a sharp knife.

How do I store leftovers?

Store leftover gingerbread cake without whipped cream and bananas in an airtight container or covered with plastic wrap for up to 2 days at room temperature, or in the refrigerator for up to a week.

Quick & Easy Gingerbread Cake

Quick & Easy Gingerbread Cake

Full of warm spices, Gingerbread Cake tastes like Christmas!
Course: Dessert
Cuisine: American
Prep Time: 10 minutes
Cook Time: 30 minutes
Total Time: 40 minutes
Servings: Servings
Calories: 304kcal
Author: Katherine – Yummfully

Ingredients

For the gingerbread cake:

  • 2 ½ cup all-purpose flour
  • 1 tsp baking sod
  • ½ tsp baking powder
  • 1 ½ tsp ground ginger
  • 1 1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 tsp ground allspice
  • 1/4 tsp ground cloves
  • 1/2 tsp salt
  • 1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened
  • 3/4 cup light brown sugar
  • 1 large egg, room temperature
  • 1 cup molasses, unsulphured
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract
  • 1 cup hot water

Instructions

  • Preheat the oven to 350ºF. Spray the bottom and the sides of a 9×13 inch baking pan with non-stick cooking spray.
  • In a bowl, stir together the flour, baking soda, baking powder, ginger, cinnamon, allspice, cloves, and salt. Set aside.
  • In a large mixing bowl, beat butter and brown sugar until light and creamy. Add egg, molasses and vanilla extract. Beat until smooth.
  • Add the dry ingredients into the wet. Beat on low speed until just combined. Finally, pour in the hot water. Whisk together using a hand whisk until smooth. Pour into the prepared pan.
  • Bake for 25-30 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean.
  • Remove the cake from the oven and let cool.
  • While the cake is cooling, prepare the topping. In a mixing bowl, add heavy cream, powdered sugar, and vanilla extract. Beat using an electric mixer on medium-high speed or until firm peaks form.
  • Slice the gingerbread cake and serve with freshly whipped cream and banana slices. Enjoy!

Nutrition

Calories: 304kcal | Carbohydrates: 52.3g | Protein: 3.4g | Fat: 9.5g | Saturated Fat: 5.6g | Cholesterol: 44mg | Sodium: 145mg | Potassium: 480mg | Fiber: 1.2g | Sugar: 30.9g | Calcium: 49mg | Iron: 6mg

Frequently Asked Questions

What if I don’t have a 9×13 pan?

If you don’t have a 9×13-inch pan, you can use two 9-inch or 8-inch round pans. Just remember that the baking time may change.

How can I make the whipped cream if I don’t have a mixer?

Whip the heavy cream with powdered sugar and vanilla extract using a whisk, until soft peaks form. It will take more time than if using an electric or a stand mixer. You can also use a store-bought Cool Whip.

What if I don’t have all the spices listed?

If you don’t have all of the spices listed in the recipe, you can skip adding one or two spices. Also, you can use store-bought pumpkin pie spice instead of ginger, cinnamon, allspice, or cloves.

What can I use if I don’t have molasses?

Unfortunately, I can’t recommend any molasses substitution for this recipe, because it is one of the crucial ingredients that give this cake a unique, rich, traditional taste.

Can I make this cake without an electric mixer?

Yes, you can use a hand whisk or a wooden spoon instead of an electric mixer to combine the ingredients, but it will take more time and effort.

Star Trek TNG – Captain’s Job

The Mismatch

Written in response to: Set your story in a world where astrology and the movements of celestial bodies deeply impact the lives of inhabitants.

K.A. Murray

Fantasy Teens & Young Adult Mystery

1-LibraIt was the day before our cohort’s A&S ceremony, and I had a lot to do to get ready. This was my first time solo organizing as a Planner, and I wanted this event – our cohort’s celebratory party – to be special.My goal for the morning was decor, and I knew where I needed to go for that. I left the LCC – the Libra Convention Center, where I’d live full-time after tomorrow – and headed down Main Street to the Studio.The sky was clear, and I could see the mountaintops that surrounded our town – they seemed to stretch on forever. Others were out walking and greeted me casually as I passed, and I waved back. When I was a block away from the Studio, I heard a voice call out to me that sounded different. Urgent.“Lynette!”I turned around. It was Alice, a girl from my cohort. No surprise to find her near the Studio. Alice was an Artist – a painter who created gorgeous murals. I was sure someday I’d be in touch with her to commission one for an event. “Alice! So nice to see you. I was on my way -”She interrupted. “Have you seen Christopher?”It was rude, but I forgave her. Artists weren’t as good as Planners at social niceties. “I haven’t. Is everything -” 

Alice was running away before I could say another word. Everything clearly was not all right.

 

2-Virgo

 

Today I was out on Main Street, assigned to grocery delivery, so I saw Alice run by. I didn’t think much about it; Artists were a little nutty, and me and Alice weren’t that close. The nearer we all got to A&S, the more entrenched we became in our future lives, in the ways we’d serve our community for the rest of our days.

 

I liked to serve others. I was a Helper, so that went along with my identity. It matched well. My dad was a Helper, too.

 

“Vaughn, it’s the best life,” he said. “We get to help keep our community strong.”

 

It was nice, having a parent with the same identity, which didn’t happen for everyone. Everything about your life – your job, where you lived, who you were matched with for marriage – depended on the day you were born. Dad and I both had early September birthdays, which meant he’d had my whole life to tell me everything about being a Helper.

 

“It’s an identity that lets you mix it up a little, too,” he said. “Mom can’t do that.”

 

He was right. Mom was a Healer, and their jobs were pretty straightforward. Being a Helper, you could wash windows one day, deliver food the next, and work in the community garden the day after that.

 

I liked delivery days. It was nice, especially on a sunny day like today, to be out walking. I had to rush a little that morning – there’d been a delay at the Hive, people scurrying around to find some missing supplies. When I got to the next family unit – all the buildings for families with children in a cohort were on Main Street – I began to stack the crates of food, all neatly labelled by other Helpers, inside the front lobby.

 

“Vaughn?”

 

I turned. It was my older brother Alec, jogging over, grinning.

 

“Alec!” I put out my hand, but he pushed it away and pulled me into a headlock, laughing. It was great to see him. He was a Leader, one of the busiest identities, and once people were ensconced in their roles, it was impossible to maintain ties with your original family unit. My buddy Abe from my cohort is a Leader, too, and he tells me he hasn’t seen his older brother at all since he became a Trader.

 

“How’ve you been?” Alec asked after he released me.

 

We’d been chatting for a few minutes when I noticed Alec’s eyes narrow. I followed his gaze.

 

The last crate I’d stacked had something sticking out of the top – the corner of a light pink envelope. If messages needed to be communicated from the Leaders, an envelope might be included in the person’s family delivery.

 

“That’s for my buddy Christopher’s unit,” I said. I knew it was, because the crate was larger than the others. When Christopher was a kid, he was diagnosed with diabetes, and his medication was delivered weekly along with his family’s food supply – that’s why their crate was bigger.

 

I pressed gently on the pink envelope so that it was concealed inside the crate, as it should have been all along.

 

Alec nodded. He looked uneasy.

 

“You okay?”

 

“Yeah – great seeing you, Vaughn, I gotta run.” He started to walk away, but turned back. “Vaughn?”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Be careful.”

 

Alec was gone before I could ask him anything. He was disturbed by the envelope, clearly, but I saw them often when I was packing crates.

 

Though, when I paused to consider, I realized I’d never seen a pink one before.

 

I continued my delivery route and tried not to worry about Chris.

 

3-Sagitarrius

 

As a Historian, I was the person in our cohort with the best understanding of our community’s history, but we all knew the story.

 

“Once upon a time, all the people in our little mountain town gathered to view a total solar eclipse – a moment when the moon fully obscures the sun,” my mother told me. “Few of us had ever seen one before.”

 

The moment of totality was supposed to last three minutes, but our community watched and waited while the sun remained obscured for ten minutes, then twenty – then thirty-six minutes exactly.

 

“They knew it was a miracle,” my mother said. “When it was over, they reached out to other communities – and it was our town, only, that had the thirty-six minute totality, so they knew it had to mean something.”

 

Our community’s leaders decided it meant that we were special – that we needed to radically change the way we were living our lives, to align with the cosmos.

 

“That’s when it all happened, Sarah,” my mother said. “When we started to live the way we live.”

 

4-Scorpio

 

My birthday is November 7, meaning after A&S, I’ll be an Engineer. I’m pumped. When I was a kid, I was super into blocks, then Legos, forts, model rockets. I’m sure my folks encouraged it, knowing when my birthday was, but it always felt like a natural thing for me – like everything was exactly as it should be.

 

The funny thing was, once I started hanging with the Engineer crew – they live in the Empire, the tallest building in our town – I saw that it wasn’t such a clear-cut thing for everyone.

 

Like this one guy, he’s an okay engineer, but it doesn’t come as naturally to him. He likes the design part, but sometimes I catch him writing in his journal instead of working on blueprints. His birthday is November 21, so if he’d been born a day later, he’d be a Historian like my friend Sarah from my cohort. It makes me wonder why we don’t have exceptions for guys like him, so they could feel as good about what they do as I do. I said something to Sarah about it once.

 

Her voice was quiet when she answered. “It’s been this way for a hundred years, Spencer. It’s not going to change.”

 

5-Pisces

 

Even before the Great Totality, our community was deeply connected with the motion of celestial bodies.

 

We’re nestled away in the mountains of North Carolina, in a spot where on a clear night you can see thousands of stars. Of course, our ancestors were always looking up to the sky for signs and guidance. But back then, people like me and my fellow Pisces were outliers. There would be a Mystic who lived alone, with visitors coming to them for advice, but many people were skeptical about their actual abilities.

 

That’s not so now. We Mystics are revered. Lots of young people wish to live the life of a Taurus – their living space is certainly enviable – but ours is lovely as well. A huge round building with an enormous central courtyard and rooftop deck, both of which are perfect for reading the stars.

 

Our final year before A&S is spent mostly in training, preparing to live and work within our identity. I’ve loved having the chance to actually read the stars myself.

 

However, recently, I’ve observed strangeness in the sky. The positioning of Saturn and the brightness of Jupiter have caused me concern for the Capricorn I know best: Christopher from my cohort. I asked my Mystic mentor if I should warn him.

 

She looked through my telescope and frowned. “Who is the boy, Phoebe?”

 

I explained.

 

“You cannot warn him,” she said. “It is already written in the stars what comes next. But -”

 

I waited.

 

“Be a friend. He’ll need it.”

 

6-Leo

 

There’s a gazebo in our town square, and that’s where we Performers put on our shows. When we’re rehearsing like we are today, the vibe is casual. Sometimes people stop and watch, but sometimes they ignore us so they can enjoy the show on the official performance night.

 

My identity matched me perfectly; I’ve always been the class clown of our cohort. After A&S tomorrow, I’d do a performance as the lead actor for the first time ever, but right now, I was waiting outside the gazebo for my cue.

 

That’s why I was in the perfect position to see two things.

 

First Alice, catching her breath – had she been running? – and gazing around at the faces in the crowd, looking helpless.

 

Then, down the alley between the Clinic and the Archery, my buddy Christopher. He was slipping into a side door of the Clinic, rather than the main doors out front.

 

Why?

 

I heard my cue, walked on stage, and set the question aside for later.

 

7-Cancer

 

If you’re a Healer, you live and work in a place known as the Clinic. We bunk in cots, and our living spaces are tiny. It doesn’t matter to any of us – we’re constantly working, and we all love that. Being a Healer is the most rewarding and important identity in our community. No one but us has access to the medicines that keep our citizens well.

 

I was in a storage room organizing when I heard my name.

 

I turned around. Christopher looked terrible – circles under his eyes and cuts along his cheeks.

 

“Coraline,” he said. “I need help.”

 

I was surprised. “Of course, Chris. What can I do?”

 

He explained.

 

8-Gemini

 

Our cohort’s had its share of conflict, especially as we’ve all gotten older, but that’s to be expected. Every cohort consists of twelve kids who are grouped together when they’re toddlers. It’s nice because you get to grow up with one person from each identity. Then, when the entire cohort reaches the age of seventeen, we have A&S, when we advance and separate according to our astrological sign. The conflicts are natural in a group with all the identities mixed together.

 

It’s been the worst between Christopher and Abe. They leave the rest of us out of it, but they get heated sometimes. Since I’m good at seeing both sides of an argument, sometimes I’d mediate. “Back off, Gilbert,” someone would say, and I’d stop. There was no point, anyway; they’d never be good friends.

 

I’ve always felt bad for Christopher. The diabetes thing sucks – if he exerts himself, his blood sugar can get out of whack, so he’s had some scary moments when we’ve been out hiking. He can’t carry extra food or medicine, because everything’s distributed by the Leaders, and I know that drives him nuts.

 

Plus, there’s the whole Mismatch thing.

 

Being a Gemini means I’m a Variant – I can move between identities, spend years as an Artist and then switch and work as an Engineer. Many of us don’t do that – we find our niche and stay there – but we have the option, and it would help if Christopher had options. He’s a Mismatch, and we all know it – a Trader, like all Capricorns are, who should have been born Pisces or Aquarius. He’s a spiritual, artistic guy who’s going to spend his life dealing with money and making purchases for the community.

 

There’s no other option.

 

9-Taurus

 

Everyone in my cohort experienced Taurus envy at some point. We’re Entrepreneurs, so we’ve got a living/working space set up to inspire – espresso machines, skateboard ramps, white walls to sketch out ideas on. It’s awesome.

 

I’m considered a prodigy because of the invention I came up with during my training year. Our Capricorn, Christopher, was especially impressed.

 

“It’s a navigation system that guides you through our mountains – like, if we ever ran out and needed to send a group for supplies, all they’d need was this.” I showed him the prototype. The device was tiny – the size of a matchbox – which was the coolest thing about it.

 

It would be mass produced eventually by a team of Helpers, but the Leaders let me keep the prototype. Abe – my best friend in the cohort – advised me to keep it locked away.

 

“Someone might steal it,” he said one day last week.

 

That’s why I thought of Abe right away this morning, when I found the locked drawer of my bedside table busted open. The device was gone.

 

10-Aries

 

No one was more excited for Advancement & Separation than me. I’m done with this cohort. Especially Christopher.

 

I do feel bad for him, and I understand how hard things are for him, because my older brother Cam was a Mismatch too. He was definitely never meant to be a Trader. Maybe a Planner or a Helper. Being a Trader was for people who were serious, who preferred numbers to conversations, and that wasn’t Cam.

 

It was actually stuff about Cam that really ruined things for me with Christopher. For the past year, he’s been asking questions – about Cam’s childhood, asking if I’ve seen him, acting like it’s weird that he’s never met him.

 

“I’m with the Traders every day, Abe,” he said on a cohort hike last week. “Don’t you think I should’ve met him by now?”

 

It meant nothing. “He’s probably got a special assignment,” I told Christopher. “Cam’s awesome.”

 

“Of course he is,” he replied. “But don’t you think -”

 

“I think you better watch your mouth before you make any more comments about my brother,” I said.

 

He went silent.

 

Now it’s the day before A&S. I haven’t seen him all day today. After the ceremony and party tomorrow, I might never see him again like Cam. But while I miss my brother so much it hurts, I’ll be glad not to see Christopher again.

 

11-Aquarius

 

I couldn’t find Christopher anywhere, and so I stopped in the town square and sat on a bench near the gazebo. Before long, Coraline came, and we watched Lester take a bow and then hop off stage to join us. I heard enthusiastic applause and noticed that the entire cohort – everyone but Abe, who was chatting with some other Leaders by the Clinic – had gathered to cheer for Les.

 

We’ve been together for fifteen years. We squabble and we make up, and we care about each other.

 

“Saw you running, Alice,” Vaughn said. Lester nodded; maybe he’d seen me from the stage. “What’s up?”

 

I shrugged, trying to not look frantic. “I can’t find Christopher,” I said. “He was supposed to meet me this morning and he didn’t show.”

 

There was a slight shift in Coraline’s face – imperceptible to someone who didn’t know her like I did.

 

“Well, I’m pretty sure he broke into my things this morning,” Travers said, “so he’s probably out on a hike. Getting some fresh air before he gets locked away with the Traders grinding numbers.”

 

My eyes went to Phoebe. I’m not a Pisces, but Artists can be as perceptive as Mystics, and I saw her face darken with worry.

 

“What’s the problem?” Gilbert asked. “So he went for a hike and did some petty crime. He’ll give it back, Trav.”

 

Abe had spotted us and was walking our way. I tried to keep my voice calm. “Don’t say anything you just said to Abe,” I whispered. When Travers began to protest, I cut him off. “Trav, have you ever met or heard of an adult Mismatch?”

 

He wasn’t expecting the question. None of them were. Christopher had only shared his fears and discoveries with me.

 

“They don’t exist,” I whispered. “We don’t know what happens to them. But I think -” I looked at Coraline. “He came to you, didn’t he? You gave him – what he needed?”

 

She nodded.

 

“What did he need?” Sarah asked.

 

I shushed them. We all smiled pleasantly at Abe as he approached.

 

12-Capricorn

 

It wasn’t just the prototype of Travers’ navigation system that I’d stolen. I’d also snagged his binoculars.

 

I watched them all – Travers, Gilbert. Coraline, who’d risked everything to smuggle me insulin and glucose tablets. Lester, Vaughn, Lynette, Spencer, Sarah, Alice, Phoebe.

 

Abe.

 

There was no doubt in my mind that his brother Cam was dead. How and why, I didn’t understand, but I had no intention of waiting to solve the mystery of what happened to Mismatches.

 

Thanks to the cohort, I was prepared for this endeavor. I had Travers’ device, Lynette’s planning skills, and I knew how Phoebe read the stars. That’s what was beautiful about our community – the cohorts, and the people. What was terrifying was everything else.

 

I watched them for one more moment. Then I hopped down from the tree, and ran as fast as I could away from everything I’d ever known.

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There is a fantastic scene in the 1923 series that relates to this [1]

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The Dutton family spots a salesman selling a washing machine and strike up a conversation with him.

‘What is that?’

‘That’s a washing machine, ma’am.’

‘What does it wash?’

‘Clothes. Can you imagine? An electric motor spins the cylinder as water is pumped through the machine. Soap is added here, and the agitation removes any soiling.’

‘We don’t need any of these things.’

‘Well, the conveniences their use gives you time to do other things. You can enjoy a more leisurely life—go on a picnic, go for a swim, and go to the cinema.’

‘It ain’t more leisurely, ’cause we’ve got to work more to pay for all this stuff. We’re not working for ourselves anymore—we’re working for you.’


The older generations just had basic needs—shelter, food, clothing, and a hygiene routine.

They had to use all the time in the day to work to fulfill these needs.

Over time, with machines and privellege, the basic needs were taken care of. Cooking, cleaning, construction and maintenance became easier.

So the person had lot of free time left. This gave way to wants and desires. And accordingly, more work and more money to fulfill them.

Just three decades ago, one TV, phone and refrigerator lasted for more than a decade. Now, there is growing pressure to change to advanced TV every few years, replace smartphone every three years, upgrade lifestyles as you and more travel destinations with every alternate reel one sees.

All this adds to more EMIs and more hustle to clear them.

Stuffed Pepper Casserole

 

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Some nights I have my act together. Most nights I make this Stuffed Pepper Casserole. Free-form and easy-going, this recipe takes the classic flavors and ingredients of stuffed peppers, then turns them into cheesy, healthy comfort food that cooks in one pot. “Unstuffed pepper casserole” would be a fitting name for it too.

Cheesy stuffed pepper casserole in a Dutch oven with fresh herbs

 

A forever fan of all-in-one meals—meaning single recipes that provide servings of lean protein, whole grains, AND vegetables alike, so you don’t have to fuss with a side if you aren’t in the mood—my love of stuffed vegetable recipes is well-documented here.

Let’s take stuffed peppers. I have a version for every mood!

Stuffed Peppers For When You’re Feeling Polished: Mexican Stuffed Peppers; Italian Stuffed Peppers; Quinoa Stuffed Peppers. These recipes are easy, healthy, and tie the total dinner package with a tidy, knife-and-fork, bell pepper bow.

Stuffed Peppers For When You’ve Planned Ahead. Crockpot Stuffed Peppers. Prep them a few hours in advance, and dinner is ready to go when you are.

Stuffed Peppers For When You Want Soup. Stuffed Pepper Soup is easy and exactly what you need when you need a bowl of easy soup.

Stuffed Peppers For When You’re Barely Holding It Together. THIS IS THAT RECIPE.

Stuffed Peppers in Their Easiest Form

Think of this casserole as stuffed peppers, deconstructed—a very fancy way of saying, these are stuffed peppers for last-minute people who are in need of easy recipes.

A mix of ground turkey (or ground beef), red and green bell peppers, brown rice, cheese, and a few sneaky extra vegetables that no one will complain about and you’ll feel happy you included, this recipe tastes like a stuffed pepper, no actual stuffing required.

Instead of stuffing the filling into the peppers, the bell peppers here are sliced, sautéed, then mixed with the other ingredients.

The rice cooks in the same skillet too. You don’t need to make it in advance, and it will be perfectly tender when the casserole is complete.

This recipe is a cross between the assorted classic stuffed pepper recipes on my site (see above) and this reader favorite Sausage and Rice Casserole, with an extra ooey-gooey, casserole comfort factor added for good measure/general happiness.

The cheesy stuffed pepper casserole yields a generous amount, and the leftovers are easy to pack for lunch and reheat for fast dinners. I have storage tips for you below. Make it once, and your future self will thank you for the rest of the week!

Easy and delicious casserole in a large pot with all the flavors of stuffed peppers

How to Make the Best Stuffed Pepper Casserole

Fresh ingredients and pantry staples combine to create one serious skillet.

The Ingredients

  • Ground Turkey. To make this a lean and healthy stuffed pepper casserole, I used ground turkey. You could also use ground chicken or lean ground beef.
  • Vegetables. The more the merrier for this nutrient-packed dish! I used a combination of onion, green and red bell peppers, and frozen spinach. The frozen spinach is especially sneaky. It’s so mild, you can barely taste it.
  • Spices. As with all my stuffed pepper recipes, there’s oodles of flavor to be found. I used Italian seasoning for zest and cumin for warmth. The combination might sound a bit odd at first, but here it works magnificently.
  • Diced Tomatoes + Tomato Sauce. Fire roasted diced tomatoes and tomato sauce do double duty give the casserole excellent flavor and provide cooking liquid for the rice.
  • Worcestershire Sauce. The savory, umami factor.
  • Brown Rice. Brown rice is a staple in my house, and it’s good for you too! Because brown rice is a whole grain, it’s higher in fiber, protein, and nutrients than regular white rice. (See below for tips on how to make this a low carb casserole using cauliflower rice instead).
  • Cheese. I love the blend of cheddar and pepper jack cheese here. They’re bold and pair perfectly with the other flavors. If you prefer a more mild flavor, use Monterey jack, mozzarella, or cheddar only.
  • Toppings. I like to top my casserole with chopped fresh cilantro or parsley for freshness and Greek yogurt for creaminess. In a hurry? You can skip the toppings. The casserole will still be delish.

The Directions 

  1. Heat oil in a Dutch oven or great big skillet, then add the turkey and onion. Cook until browned, breaking the meat apart.
Ingredients for stuffed pepper casserole
  1. Add the spices and garlic, cooking until fragrant. Then, add the spinach. Add the peppers, water, tomatoes and tomato sauce, Worcestershire, and rice. Stir to combine.
  2. Bring everything to a boil, then reduce to a simmer. Cover and cook for 30 minutes. Then, uncover, stir, and recover. Let simmer until the rice is tender. Sprinkle cheese on top.
Cheese melted on a casserole
  1. Let the casserole sit a few minutes, until the cheese is melted. Add fresh cilantro or parsley, and serve warm. ENJOY!

Recipe Variations

  • To Make Vegetarian. Swap the ground turkey for 2 (15-ounce) cans of reduced sodium white beans. Stir in the beans after the spinach in Step 3. (Or try these Vegan Stuffed Peppers.)
  • To Make Gluten Free. No changes needed! This recipe is naturally gluten free as written.
  • To Make Low Carb – Use Cauliflower Rice. You can experiment with making this stuffed pepper casserole with cauliflower rice. I would suggest omitting the tomato sauce and water, as they won’t be needed. Drain the diced tomatoes and add them with the spices and bell peppers in Step 2 (wait to add the spinach). Sauté the vegetables until the peppers are tender and the tomato liquid has cooked off. Add the spinach, then cauliflower rice and stir to warm through. Add the cheese and dig in!
Easy and delicious stuffed pepper casserole with brown rice, ground turkey, and veggies

What to Serve with Stuffed Pepper Casserole

While this is a wonderful all-in-one meal, here are a few ideas of what else you could serve with it:

Gooey and cheesy casserole with lots of flavor and healthy ingredients

So, are you waiting for me to confess which stuffed pepper recipe iteration is my favorite? It truly does depend on my mood (and let’s be honest—my level of dinner preparation that day!). Although, these Stuffed Peppers always sound tasty.

I can say that on any day when you’re in the marketing for a healthy dinner that comforts and mostly takes care of itself on the stove, this stuffed pepper recipe is hard to beat.

Stuffed Pepper Casserole

4.76 From 386 reviews

Prep: 5 minutes
Cook: 1 hour
Total: 1 hour 5 minutes

Servings: servings

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Ingredients

  • 1 tablespoon extra virgin olive oil
  • 1 pound ground turkey or ground chicken or lean ground beef
  • 1 medium yellow onion
  • 1 tablespoon Italian seasoning
  • 2 teaspoons ground cumin
  • 1 teaspoon kosher salt
  • ½ teaspoon ground pepper
  • 3 cloves garlic minced (about 1 tablespoon)
  • 12 ounces frozen chopped spinach thawed with as much water squeezed out as possible
  • 1 red bell pepper cored and diced
  • 1 green bell peppers cored and diced
  • 2 cups water
  • 1 can 15-ounces fire roasted diced tomatoes in their juices
  • 1 8-ounce can no salt added tomato sauce
  • 1 tablespoon Worcestershire sauce
  • 1 cup uncooked brown rice rinsed and drained
  • ½ cup shredded cheddar cheese
  • ½ cup shredded pepper jack cheese use Monterey jack or mozzarella for a more mild flavor; or swap in additional cheddar
  • For serving: chopped fresh cilantro or parsley; Greek yogurt

Instructions

  • In a Dutch oven or similar deep, sturdy pot, heat the oil over medium high. Add the turkey and onion. With a wooden spoon or spatula, break the meat into small pieces. Cook and stir until it is browned and fully cooked through and the onion is tender, about 7 minutes.
  • Add the Italian seasoning, cumin, salt, pepper, and garlic. Stir and cook until the garlic is fragrant, about 1 minute. Add the spinach. With a fork (or very carefully with your fingers) break apart the clumps so it’s fairly evenly distributed with the meat. Add red and green bell peppers, water, tomatoes, tomato sauce, Worcestershire, and rice. Stir to evenly combine.
  • Bring the mixture to a boil, then reduce the heat to a simmer. Cover the pot and let cook 30 minutes. Uncover and stir, scraping up any rice that is beginning to stick. Recover and continue to simmer until the rice is tender, about 10 to 15 additional minutes.
  • Remove the pot from the heat. Uncover and stir. Taste and adjust the seasoning as desired. Don’t worry if it’s still a little liquidy. It will continue to thicken and the liquid will further absorb as it sits. Sprinkle the cheese over the top, then recover.
  • Let sit off the heat 10 minutes, until the cheese is melted, the rice is tender (it will still have a little bit of chew, which is normal for brown rice, but it should not be crunchy). If you’d like the top golden, place the dish, uncovered, under the broiler for a minute or two (watch carefully to ensure the top does not burn). Serve warm, sprinkled with fresh cilantro or parsley.

Notes

  • TO STORE: Place leftover casserole in an airtight storage container in the refrigerator for up to 4 days.
  • TO REHEAT: Reheat the casserole in a Dutch oven over medium-low heat until hot. You can also rewarm this casserole in the microwave until warmed through.
  • TO FREEZE: Store leftovers in an airtight freezer-safe storage container in the freezer for up to 3 months. Let thaw overnight in the refrigerator before reheating.
  • TO MAKE AHEAD: To make this dish ahead, chop all the fresh veggies and brown the meat. Store them in the refrigerator in separate containers until you’re ready to prepare the casserole. You can also place your bag of frozen spinach in the refrigerator to thaw the night before.

Nutrition

Serving: 1(of 6); about 1 1/2 cupsCalories: 263kcalCarbohydrates: 21gProtein: 27gFat: 8gSaturated Fat: 4gCholesterol: 60mgPotassium: 741mgFiber: 5gSugar: 6gVitamin A: 7998IUVitamin C: 51mgCalcium: 277mgIron: 4mg

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She and Kafka searched for the doll unsuccessfully.

Kafka told her to meet him there the next day and they would come back to look for her.

The next day, when they had not yet found the doll, Kafka gave the girl a letter “written” by the doll saying “please don’t cry. I took a trip to see the world. I will write to you about my adventures.”

Thus began a story which continued until the end of Kafka’s life.

During their meetings, Kafka read the letters of the doll carefully written with adventures and conversations that the girl found adorable.

Finally, Kafka brought back the doll (he bought one) that had returned to Berlin.

“It doesn’t look like my doll at all,” said the girl.

Kafka handed her another letter in which the doll wrote: “my travels have changed me.” The little girl hugged the new doll and brought the doll with her to her happy home.

A year later Kafka died.

Many years later, the now-adult girl found a letter inside the doll. In the tiny letter signed by Kafka it was written:

“Everything you love will probably be lost, but in the end, love will return in another way.”

Embrace change. It’s inevitable for growth. Together we can shift pain into wonder and love, but it is up to us to consciously and intentionally create that connection.

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Everything is Connected

Written in response to: Set your story in a world where astrology and the movements of celestial bodies deeply impact the lives of inhabitants.

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Olivier Breuleux

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Many people don’t believe that everything is connected. It’s strange. They believe in magnets, in electromagnetic waves, in quantum action at a distance. They believe that the force of gravity makes the Earth revolve around the Sun, and yet they do not believe that the same forces can influence the smaller details of our fate. They believe that it is all up to them. That they have free will. They say that Jupiter can gently pull the Sun, yet it cannot move our infinitely smaller souls.A paradox.The stars are difficult to read, for sure. The horoscopes in the newspaper are wishy-washy nonsense written by lowly paid interns who do not have an inkling of physics or differential equations—you would not expect someone to be able to predict the weather without a doctorate and a powerful computer, would you? This is no different.As a mathemastrologer, I can see the strings with which the cosmic puppeteers ordain our every move. I can follow their course, untangle their knots. This is how I have been able to read my own future for the past ten years. I knew prior to conception that I would become pregnant, and that it would be a boy. I saw my mother’s death in the conjunction of Saturn and Venus, right before a car accident plucked her out of the numbers of the living.One month ago, I read the death of my six year old son in the firmament.As unwavering as it used to be, my faith was shaken.In astrology, but I suppose this is true of other disciplines, you get attached to the objects of your work. You come to love the intricate play of the planets with your own fate, the way that your mood ebbs in sync with Neptune’s tempests or gets lifted by the tides. I was married to the cosmos—but that day, the idyll was shattered. The cosmos had betrayed my trust. It had been difficult to accept my mother’s death, to see it coming without interfering, but I had told myself that this moment comes for everyone. This, though, I could not abide. It was too cruel. Dear little Patrick, the star around which my life revolved, could not be extinguished, not now, not ever. I would rather do without the rest of the universe.I started to believe in free will. Not out of logic, but out of necessity. There had to be a way to save him.I poured myself in calculations, poured my life savings into computing power, sat night and day at my desk to find out precisely how and when Patrick would die. “He will drown in the pool,” the stars said. Very well—I drained the pool. But fighting fate was like trying to contain water within a sieve: if you plugged one hole, the water would simply drip from another. Still, I thought, there was a finite number of them: could I not plug all holes? I had to be strong, clever, steady, relentless, exhaustive. How was Patrick going to die, now that the pool was empty? Drown in the bathtub? I locked the bathroom. Drown in a friend’s pool? Let’s not go to their place, then. Drown in the lake? Let’s not go to the lake. Soon enough, there remained no possibility of drowning.The firmament still wanted Patrick’s soul to rise up into its clutches, though. Fall down the stairs? I confined him to the first floor. Choke on food? I blended it into puree. The star map became more and more erratic in its dogged attempts to murder my child, threatening anything from an exploding oven (let’s not cook) to plague rats (they cannot bite through five inches of padding). The signs became more and more numerous, culminating into a singularity at midnight when the dangers would number into the millions. After that, I could not tell, but I was determined to find out. I would fight off an infinite number of threats for Patrick’s sake. At midnight, he would be alive and I would have asserted my free will, in defiance of the cosmos.Six hours before midnight, someone banged at my door, insistently. I tried my best to ignore it, but I saw it was my colleague Olaf, the most brilliant mathemastrologer I knew, and a small part of my mind wanted to hear him out. I opened up a sliver.“What is it?”“Sonia,” he said, wringing his hands nervously, “whatever you are doing, please stop.”“Stop what?”“Stop, uh… You cannot save him. It is Written.”“No,” I sneered. “I am his mother. Do not tell me what I can or cannot do.”

I stared him down. Blessedly, the stars foresaw no harm would come to me, which meant that he could not force his way in or do anything rash to stop me, lest he violated the celestial plan to the same degree that I was going to. I felt like a chess Grandmaster.

“Please, Sonia, please,” he pleaded, literally falling to his knees as he did so. “You have no idea what forces you are meddling with.”

I knew exactly what forces I was meddling with. I was meddling with the Sun (330,000 Earths), with Saturn (95 Earths), with Jupiter (318 Earths). If their combined masses couldn’t stop me, that was their problem, not mine. I did what I had to do: I slammed the door in his face.

“Free will exists, Olaf,” I yelled through the wood for his edification, “and I will prove it.”

I spent the next five hours moving furniture as Patrick was asleep on the couch, always in plain view and sedated for his own good. I boarded and caulked every single opening I could see. When there was only one hour left before midnight, as indicated by at least five different clocks, I locked ourselves up into the basement and waited for the singularity to come past.

Time passed like molasses through the hourglass—but it did pass. Thirty minutes left before midnight. Fifteen minutes. Beads of sweat accumulated on my brow. Ten. Five. Three. I got up briefly to stretch my sleeping legs, and right at that moment something erupted from the cabinet next to me, which I could have sworn I had checked. Olaf jumped out. Olaf, the valiant defender of the stars, had somehow found a way in and he held a butcher knife in his hands. He fell heavily on the bundle I was ostensibly protecting, preternaturally quickly, so that I had no time to react. He stabbed the bundle over and over and over again. I screamed.

Olaf stopped as suddenly as he had started. There was no blood on the knife. The bundle was empty. He turned to me, but I was already gone, frantically pulling out the nails on the board I had used to condemn the door leading to the stairs.

“Sonia,” he said, apologetically although his efforts had been unnecessary. “The universe…”

I was already out and running like a headless chicken in the house. Thirty seconds left on the clock. Then, I howled. Olaf ran to me and saw me kneeling in front of the bathroom door, under which a red liquid was seeping. Thirty seconds.

“Get out,” I said between my teeth. “Get out!”

“The universe has spoken!” he shouted as the knife clattered to the ground. Ten seconds left. Five. Two. One. I was finally alone. I turned the handle and swung the door open. Zero.

At last I let my face regain its composure. On the ground, ketchup was running out of a dish propped up by melting ice. My vaudeville had worked, at least part of it. It was past midnight, now, so what was done was done. Hoping that the stars also bought my gambit, I walked to the attic and unboarded the small dormer window that gave onto the roof.

“Patrick?” I said.

“Mom?” he answered.

I clambered down to the slanted roof. Yes, I had left Patrick on the roof, all alone, with no way out but the ground. No, I was not crazy. Even as it attempted to murder a child, the cosmos still expected his mother to protect him. The very idea that she would willfully leave him unattended in a dangerous place was so strange, so improbable that it lied in an uncharted area of the calculations. The million dangers I foresaw in the singularity were all concentrated into the safest nooks of the house, and so I put all of my chips in the one place that I could not read. I was thrilled to savor my victory—not content with being a Grandmaster, I was now the Champion. I smothered my son in kisses. Even as I did so, he asked, in a confused voice:

“Mom, where’s Jupiter?”

I followed his gaze to the spot where Jupiter had to be, as surely as the sun rises in the East (I had taught him well). The sky at that location was black. The eeriness overpowered me for a moment, and then it sank in: everything is connected. I realized that what was impossible, was obvious: if our fate was linked to the orbits of the celestial bodies by all of these invisible threads, was their fate not itself linked to our own actions?

I ran down to my office and frantically ran calculations to get the answer to the question I should have asked at the very start: in a world where Patrick had survived the twelve strokes of midnight, where was Jupiter? To my dismay, I found only one, singular solution: in order to save my child, Jupiter had to take a completely different orbit, an orbit that went as close to Earth as… as close to Earth as the Moon did.

Rumors came to my ears from the outside. Shouts, howls, tearful cries, the noise of chaos and despair. I went out to see. On the horizon in the East, a gargantuan white crescent was rising, so large that it was soon to take over the entire sky. I felt its tide, so strong that it pulled my entire body towards it. I do not need math to know that Patrick is doomed after all. So am I. So are we all.

I’m visiting my aunt in China, and I started coughing. My aunt was concerned so she took me to her university hospital. I was a bit worried because I didn’t have insurance and have to pay out of pocket. But my aunt insisted that I should get that checked out.

First of all, I didn’t need to make an appointment with my family doctor. Nobody does. I just go to the hospital, take a number, and wait for the next available doctor. I waited for about 3 minutes and was seen by a doctor. She listened to me describe my symptoms, listened to my lungs, and sent me to get a finger-prick blood test. I went to the lab, which was located in the same building, and got the blood test done. I was told to wait for 20 minutes and scan a bar code at a machine, and the machine would print out my result. And it did. I brought the blood test result to the doctor, she took a look and told me I had mycoplasma pneumoniae Infection. She prescribed Azithromycin Tablets (5 days), and a bunch of cough suppressants to help me manage my coughing. We went to the pharmacy, which was located in the same building, to pick up our medicine.

The whole thing took less than an hour (including the 20-minute wait for the blood test result).

It cost me about 180 RMB, roughly 25 dollars (including the medicine. The 5-day treatment of Azithromycin is 5 RMB, roughly 0.71 dollars.

And my aunt, with her public health care card, gets everything for free, except for a few selected medicines that require a 10% co-pay.

If I have the same issue in the US:

US with insurance:

  1. Call primary care doctor → earliest appointment in 3-6 weeks
  2. “But I’m sick NOW” → go to urgent care instead
  3. Urgent care copay: $75-150
  4. Doctor orders blood test → sent to external lab
  5. Lab bill (separate): $200-400 (insurance “negotiated rate”)
  6. Wait 2-3 days for results.
  7. Doctor calls back, prescribes antibiotics.
  8. Pharmacy: Azithromycin Z-pack $30-80 depending on insurance
  9. Total: $300-600+ out of pocket WITH insurance
  10. Surprise bills arrive 3 months later for “out of network” something

US without insurance:

  • Urgent care visit: $200-300
  • Blood panel: $500-1000
  • Azithromycin: $50-100
  • Total: $750-1400

My company does not offer company-sponsored health care (it’s too small). So I buy my own health insurance. My monthly premium is 700 dollars, my deductible is 5000, and my out-of-pocket maximum is 10,200.

In China, I have no health insurance. I get care and prescription drugs in one hour and pay 25 dollars.

Hate China however you want, the Chinese system (for all its other problems) is optimized for population health at scale. In comparison, the US system is optimized for extracting maximum profit.

If China can do this for its 1.5 billion people, why can’t the US, supposedly the wealthiest country in the world, force people to go into medical debt to the point of bankruptcy?

Health care should NOT be a for-profit business. Health care should be like the police and firefighters: public infrastructure, offered freely (at the point of use) to the entire population.

It’s less wire than you might think. This is a 500ft spool of 12ga THHN, as you might find in the walls of your house (there’s probably about 50ft missing from this spool – it was handy).

Guidance wire is much, much thinner, with considerably less insulation. It doesn’t carry much power after all, so 15,000ft of the stuff that fits in a fairly small TOW missile, for example, isn’t really that big a spool. All of the wire is contained in a relatively small section of the back end of the missile:

And it can certainly break, but it’s just spooled out behind the missile, so it’s not like there’s kilometers of cable being “pulled”.

It’s Sinking In For Her Now

(Repost) An Observed World Line Switch – The Aluminum Foil Lady (duplicate)

Let’s spend a short moment looking at an observed world-line switch. Here, a woman exits one world-line and appears in ours. She is wearing a thermal coat / blanket, of the type that looks like aluminum foil. The MWI can be traversed in many, many ways and methods. Let’s take a look at what was observed and discuss it based on what I know from my experiences within MAJestic…

Introduction

Here, let me spend s precious small amount of time to discuss very, very briefly something that I am well versed in. While, in other posts, I have mentioned some of my training, and some of what I know about the universe and our reality. I have also covered some things about our non-physical reality. Let’s talk about a specific event that was caught on camera and observed, via the internet, around the world.

But first, let’s lay out some ground rules.

  • The MWI is real. There are alternative “world-lines” and other realities.
  • Contrary to what impression that you might have from Hollywood, we do not live on a “world-line” we occupy a “bubble of reality”. Sorry “Doc Brown”…
Back to the future blackboard
In the movie “Back to the Future II”, a mad scientist named Doc Brown invented a time travel machine out of a Delorian. Here he explains that happens to a “world-line” when you alter the past. Since that movie, many people are under the incorrect impression that we all live on fated “world-lines”. We do not. We live with individual bubbles of reality that are constantly changing and evolving by our own thoughts and the thoughts and actions of those around us.
  • Once we are in that “bubble”, we can alter it and change it by our actions as well as by our thoughts. We have this ability through physical action, and thought.
  • There are many different techniques for changing your reality. I know specifically of four…

These are;

  1.  Simple changes to your reality. This can be accomplished by the power of intention or prayer. Not to mention the obvious changes by physical action.
  2. Large scale changes that require fixed machinery and devices to manifest. These are used to transport not only into a different reality, but also to a different geographical region. In this kind of alterations, time and geographic location can be changed.
  3. Large scale changes that can utilize portable devices to manifest. This can be in the form of large and heavy devices, and also in the form of much smaller device, depending on the technology of the user species.
  4. Changes to both the physical and non-physical realities by “piggy-backing” onto an entity with the inherent ability to conduct world-line travel via the MWI.
This is pretty "off the wall" stuff for casual reading, and not really something that you would find on most conspiracy websites. That's fine with me. This is the real deal. Read it or not. I just don't care.

Here we are going to discuss an observed MWI slide, or world-line switch (if you prefer) that took place in Russia on a highway. While I do not know of the specific method used, I personally tend to believe that it involved #2 above.

Travel by Intention

As I have just stated, there are four different ways (that I know of) to traverse the various realities that we can inhabit. The first and time-honored method is to make “slight” changes to our reality. We can do this by taking control of our physical world. This is the realm of (concentrated and directed) prayer. This is the world of “Intention“. By controlling your thoughts, you can control the direction of your life.

The power of intention
The Rice Experiment opened more than a few teenage eyes on how their words and intentions impact their environment. Hopefully, the lesson will translate into their homes and future workplaces. The middle school teens conducted the Rice Experiment. After cooking a pot of rice, they placed a scoop of rice into separate, identical jars and sealed the lids. On the outside of one jar, they wrote “LOVE” while on the other jar they wrote, “HATE.” For the next week, they talked to the jars filling the LOVE jar with kind, loving, compassionate intentions and thoughts. They told the HATE jar it was stupid, ugly, mean and nasty. Then, they watched the results. A year later, these same jars sit on the shelf of our teen room, telling the story of our intentions. The LOVE jar, filled with our divine, loving intentions, remains filled with white fluffy rice. The HATE jar started decomposing right away and quickly turned into a grey, slimy sludge. No kidding. Credit to HERE.

Travel by Portal

There are other techniques. These other techniques are more in-line with science fiction and Hollywood. In fact, my very first experience in MAJestic utilized such a device. Here we have a device that can open up a “space” or a “portal” that one can walk into. Once you enter that portal you can be transported to [1] other geographic locations, [2] other realities, and [3] other times.

This device uses the MWI, multiple world realities, to transport a person from one place to another. Imagine a device that can traverse the MWI, but one that is utilized towards moving things to other “world-lines” with little deviance. The resultant and only change might be geographic. Thus you could use this device to take you from New York City to Pluto, if you wanted.

Pretty cool. Sort of like the movie “Stargate SG1”.

Stargate portal
The Hollywood movie, and later, the television series, depicted the use of a gate; a “star gate” that our heroes can use to travel the universe. Of course, since this is Hollywood, there are all sorts of cool special effects and a nice water shimmering effect. In reality none of that is present. You just simply walk into absolutely nothing.

The only thing is that when you travel you have to be very careful how you travel.

If you are not careful, you might end up in a different geographic region AND with a different history. The device alters everything. So you must be extremely careful on what you are doing. When you enter such a machine, you will need to be exactly calibrated to make sure that where you are going is where you will actually end up.

Which is sort of the reason why I, and the girls, had to fill out that detailed questionnaire at the ELF portal at NAMI. (More about that later on in a different post.)

Evil Spock
If you are not careful, you could end up in a (so called) “parallel world” that has some serious differences from the world reality that you departed from. here we have a scene (a very famous scene) from the television show Star Trek where our heroes are thrown into a “Parallel world” where they were very uncomfortable in. Sort of how I miss baked beans with my breakfast eggs. On this “world line” it’s all about potatoes with eggs.

Travel by Vehicle / Self

If you had the proper technology, you could miniaturize the equipment that you would use to conduct the MWI slide. You could put it in a vehicle and drive on the roads. Provided that you are not conducting great deviations, any MWI slides would be safe on a road.

Depending on the length of time that that road existed, often hundreds of years, you would be safe on it. The odds of hitting another car, even on a busy road would be small.

That is to say, there won’t be a tree, a building or some obstruction in your way. The land beside a road is often chaotic. You have trees growing and dying over time. You have fields appearing, and disappearing. You have buildings sprouting up and falling into decay. Not so with a road.

The chances would be that the road would be mostly clear… though there would always be a chance of an accident by other vehicles moving within the destination reality.

John Titor dimensional machine
The John Titor saga revolves round an individual who claimed that he was able to conduct dimensional reality slides through use of a device that he carried inside of his vehicle. The device not only permitted time travel, but carried with it a risk of dimensional variation.

Travel by “Piggy Back”

Here is what I am most familiar with. While MAJestic has been very involved with a specific extraterrestrial benefactor (notably the infamous “greys” found so ubiquitously in popular culture), my involvement has been associated with them only tangentially.

I say this two times. I have been associated with them ONLY during [1] my training and [2] implantation “off-world”. After that, I have had no association with them.

via GIPHY

Instead of working with them on various MAJestic projects, they had a different role for me. Their role, as far as I am concerned, was very limited. In it, they helped implant a device that originated from a different secondary species into my skull.

To repeat. My other implants; my extraterrestrial implants, originate from a different extraterrestrial species. They do not originate from the “grey” extraterrestrial species. The “grey” extraterrestrials only installed them within my skull.

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This device has many functions, but fundamentally it connects me directly to a (censored) reality of that particular secondary species. It connects to them in specific ways, and offers two-way communication.

However there are many limitations from my point of view. For instance, certain experiences are beyond the ability of my mind to comprehend. there are also ‘closed off” and restricted features & functions. Not to mention, that they control my entire access to it. It is all at the pleasure of that species.

I have no control over any of it. Absolutely zero control.

This species is much older than those (numerous, FYI) that we have been working with. It is an invertebrate species with a very, very different understanding and (ability to sense) reality than we could ever conceive of.

Since I am so tethered, I can be considered to have some shared experiences and shared realities of the parent species. As they can migrate through the MWI, I can too participate in a limited way with their approval. As they can experience the various realities of “Heaven”, then I too can be made aware of their experiences to a very controlled level of participation.

The reader should not get too excited. It's like a watch dog who their entire life only ate dry dog food. One day, he is given the job of guarding the door to the kitchen. The cook decides to open the door to the kitchen, but the dog is forbidden to enter. However, he was permitted to smell the scents coming from a gourmet kitchen. It doesn't mean that it can go inside and eat it's fill. It just means that if the cooks and chefs felt there was a need or benefit they might toss a scrap or two to the watch dog.

My entanglement was exactly like that.

I performed a service that this extraterrestrial species wanted. In exchange, I was able to have some perceptions and minor experiences. Now, for some reason, as part of their prerogative I am permitted to relate certain perceptions to my fellow humans. I believe that this helps further their objectives. Though I cannot fully understand how.

Dog in the kitchen.
Just because the dog can now be allowed in the kitchen, it does not mean that they will be permitted to eat and taste everything that they smell. Certainly some things will smell delicious. Other things, like maybe celery, not as pleasant. It is up to the chef to decide what to give the dog, and how much and when. Otherwise there is a great risk of the dog eating something bad… like an entire jar of mustard. (Which actually happened when I lived in Arkansas. The dog jumped up on the table, knocked off a big jar of yellow mustard and ate the entire thing while I was sleeping. When I woke up the next day yellow diarrhea dog shit was everywhere, and I do mean everywhere!) Anyways,  Piggy backing with an extraterrestrial benefactor species is exactly like that. They know what is safe and what is dangerous. We haven’t a clue.

Anyways, back to the sliding in and out of the MWI…

When you are “piggy backed” to a species that does this MWI slide naturally, you get to experience it as well. They think nothing of it. It is normal to them. It is something that they did ever since they were a little tiny harvested larva. But to us, who have never experienced this, it is strange and beyond our comprehension.

It took me some training to get used to it. Though the staff at the ELF facility at China Lake absolutely had no idea what it was like for me going through the various ‘exercises”. They just read through the printed out instructions, and I followed their guidelines and script.

They would say something like “depress the half circle”, and I would do it with my mind while sitting in the chair. An observer would see nothing. I would then confirm that I did it, and then they would read something else…

China Lake Review
Various military personnel reviewing project performance and testing at China Lake naval Weapons Center. For me, in my carve-out under MAJestic, the access was heavily restricted. Those who participated and knew of Sebastian and my training were very small in number and limited.

The Event

With all that introductory information out of the way, let’s talk about the “mystery in Russia”. Here we have a woman who just appeared out of “nowhere” in the middle of a busy road. Her appearance was captured on the dash cam of the trailing vehicle.

And…

I want to talk about it relative to what I know, and speculate on what is going on and why.

This example, this observed event, comes from the dash cam on a car as it moves along a highway in a semi-rural section of the country.  The video claims that this was filmed in Russia, but given the environment could have been filmed anywhere.

Here is a very interesting teleportation event.  It is unique because not only does she “pop” into reality, but there is apparently a “force bubble” that surrounds her that pushes a moving truck out of the way. She calmly walks off the road.  She is observed wearing a thermal blanket and is otherwise a “normal” and “boring” person. Again, she is neither overly attractive, youthful or wearing colorful clothing. She is bland, and materializes in the middle of a flat boring section of the countryside.

Screen captures of a woman in a foil blanket
Woman in a foil blanket or covering materializes at the side of a busy road (highway) somewhere in Russia. These images are screen captures from a video that was obtained from a dash cam in a vehicle in Russia.

In the labeled frames, one can see the truck being pushed out of the way to the left by some kind of force, or force bubble in frame 0013. In that frame, there is no woman at all. In the next frame 0014, the truck “rides” along the bubble and again, there is no woman at all.

Suddenly in frame 0015, the woman “pop’s” into reality.

She just calmly starts to walk to the side of the road, as if nothing has happened.  Indeed, if it were me, I would be totally shaken and run to the side of the road.  That is not what she does.  She just calmly walks to the edge.

In frame 0019, she is seen walking off the road.

In frame 0021, you get a better view of her.  Her hair is cut short and at neck level.  Her face is indeterminate.  She is wearing a thermal foil blanket or coat that goes to her knees.  Her hands appear to be in her pockets.  She seems to be wearing black leggings or socks and flat normal shoes.  Not high heels. A close up of the foil coat is obvious in frames 0022, and 0023.  In addition, the coat is made out of foil of some type.

I can’t help but remember a scene from the television show “Better call Saul” where Saul’s brother was afraid of light and wore the thermal blanket to protect him from radiation.

Protective foil coat.
This woman reminds me of the “space blanket” or “survival blanket” that was used in the television show “Better call Saul”. There is only one thing, in this reality THERE ARE NO FOIL COATS made out of this material. Only blankets are made out of this material.

This specific event can be viewed on the following video.  Please note that this video has other examples of fakes and hoaxes interspersed in it.  Also the voice over and music track leaves much to be desired.  Please turn off the audio and watch the video free of “Halloween style” or “B-grade movie” music.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_Hwlws9b1g&feature=youtu.be

Watch from 4:08 to approximately 4:32.

An important note is that this exact type of coat; one made out of space blanket material (Mylar Thermal Blankets ) is not available anywhere, in any nation, in this world line. While there are those that are similar, none are an exact match for the one that this woman is wearing. The closest that I could find were;

The version on Amazon, shown below is a close match. However, there are no jackets that are thermal nylon material with a reflective surface that goes down to the knees, comes in a woman’s size, has a side slit, and does NOT come with a hood. This woman’s jacket is completely unique.

Reflective survival jacket.
Reflective foil nylon / Mylar jacket that is commercially available on the internet. Note that this comes with a hood, and is of short length. The one used by the woman has no hood, is knee length, comes in a woman’s size and has a slit up the side.

About the Jacket

Why would someone need to wear such a jacket?

Well there are many reasons. First off, let me posit to the reader that there are many ways and different kinds of technologies that one can use to do things. All the reverse engineering efforts of the 1950’s to today clearly indicate a great diverse spectrum of technology and ways to accomplish similar tasks. Different species use different technologies, at different levels of advancement. Different variations of a species also have different kinds and levels of technologies as well.

There is a saying in China; "There are many ways to get to Beijing.". 

What it means is that you can have different methods and ways to achieve the same goal. If you have a lot of money, and you need to get there quickly, then a private jet is possible. If you have money, and need to get there in a day, an airline is a possibility. Alternatively you can take a high-speed train, a train, a bus, a shuttle, a car rental, a ride-share, or even a donkey cart. It all depends on your knowledge, and your resources at the time.

In a like way, depending on the technology to slide through the MWI, you might need protection.

According to John Tutor, he claimed that if you crossed the MWI using the technology at his disposal, there would be a short and brief exposure to some extreme radiation. If this woman is using a similar technology, then she would need a coat or protective attire to reflect any burst of radiation. Excessive radiation is very bad for you.

Now, in all the cases of the technology that I have used, not one of them experienced a burst of radiation of any type that I am aware of. To elaborate;

  • When you use prayer or intention, the effects as subtle and manifest over swaths of time.
  • When you enter a fixed portal, it is as if you are just walking into nothing. Though there is a feeling as if you were walking though a waterfall. And for a few seconds later you would feel soaking wet.
  • When you “piggy back” there is no effect. Not even a shimmer. Things just look slightly different.

Why on a road?

While my personal experience NEVER required a road, I am aware that there are technologies that are used to travel along the time vector that DOES require a road. Anyone who wishes to use the MWI to travel through time needs to have exact coordinates. Both spatially and in regards to the person traveling.

Roads last for decades, even centuries.

For instance, let’s suppose you wanted to do some kind of time travel in the Boston area. You could travel on the interstate I-90.  This means that you could go back in time to when I-90 was first made. Possibly that would take you to 1956. Yet, even before the highway came into existence, it was a road, and an early dirt road as far back as 1900.

I-90
The American interstate system showing the entire length of the I-90 roadway.

How long do you, the reader, think that I-90 will exist for? Another five years, 20 years, maybe 100 years? If you consider that it might last until the year 2100, then a time traveler would  have a 200 year wide “window” from which to explore and take care of their business with.

Now, all this is very interesting…

But, aside from just a few very, very sanitized instances, my own time travel events were limited. There just wasn’t any need for them in my role. I was doing other things in regards to human sentience and social observation. So, it is beyond my understanding WHY anyone would NEED to travel through time. Isn’t this reality good enough for ya?

Anyways, I have various examples of cars disappearing and reappearing on roads. I have examples of cars appearing out of the blue in cross roads and getting into accidents. I have other examples of people appearing out of the blue on the side of the road and getting hit. I will post these examples later.

Given the large number of examples, we can conclude the following…

  • There are numerous people / civilizations / species / societies that utilize roads to egress from a MWI event.
  • The need to travel through time as a destination vector is deemed (by some) to be important.
  • Accidents can and do happen when this technology is utilized.

Her Dress

If I were to travel as a time traveler, I would wear the clothes of my destination era. If I were to visit medieval England, then I must dress as a wealthy merchant, or commoner. Which ever venue would attract the least amount of notoriety.  If I were to travel back to 1960, what would I dress as?

  • A beatnick
  • A hip teenager
  • A working man
  • A rich businessman
  • A police man

The answer is that I would dress as unassuming as possible. I would dress as common and plain as possible. I would dress as an “average Joe”. That’s what I would disguise myself as.

But…

But, what if you don’t have that kind of control in your time vector? What if the technology and the dispatch and arrival coordinates are not so precise? What are you going to do then? What if there is a wide variance in dates of arrival. What if you could enter a given reality (“world line”) anywhere from 1930 to 2010? How would you dress?

Think about it.

If you were going into the past, you most certainly wouldn’t have any tattoos, or large piercings. Your hair would be cut in a conventional style. What you carried on with you would be plain and unassuming. If you wore classes or spectacles, you might be wearing contacts or have Lasik eye surgery.

If you were a woman, you might dress in some clothes that hasn’t changed much in that stretch of time. You might dress as a Mennonite (provided that yo could speak their dialect and know their culture), or you could dress in something more conventional. You could dress as a nun in a Christian order. There, the clothes are pretty standardized and hasn’t change much in decades.

If you look closely at the woman’s shoes, and sock, and hair style, it looks EXACTLY like the image that she is trying to portray.

Typical attire.
Here is the typical attire of a Christian nun. Note that the only portion of the “lady in foil” that we could see were her legs. In my mind they look suspiciously in alignment with the uniform of Christian nuns throughout the world. This includes the clunky black shoes and the black stockings. Were she to remove her foil coat, my guess would be that she was wearing black, and would have no problem fitting in society as a nun.

MWI and not an Invisible vehicle?

One of the arguments is that perhaps this woman is not utilizing MWI or some elements of “time travel”. Instead, the argument goes, she is egressing from an invisible vehicle.

This is certainly possible, as it seems to be common knowledge that many of our extraterrestrial friends can make themselves and their vehicles invisible. It has to do with the light cones that are within our eyes. By manipulating the radiation that surrounds something you can trick the light cones from not seeing anything. Since different species have different biology, the eyes cones can be species determinant.

Light cones
All creatures that have eyes also have the internal biology to interpret the light that they view. This is accomplished though the geometry and biology of the light cones and rods that act as receptors of radiation. The technology that I am familiar of can subtly alter the radiation of vehicles that they travel in to make them invisible to the humans in the general vicinity.

A fun example of this is in the Star Trek movie titled “Star Trek IV – The Voyage Home”. In the movie, the character utilize a captured Klingon space vessel that has “cloaking” ability. The characters use this ability to hide the spaceship in plain sight int he middle of a park in San Francisco. Then they fly away and materializes directly above a whaling vessel.

Star Trek
Here, in the science fiction adventure “Star Trek – The Voyage Home” we have a vehicle or vessel that materializes in front of a startled ship’s crew.

I would argue that a “cloaked” vehicle that is “invisible” or “transparent” still has substance. You might not be able to see it, but you still can run into it. If the woman was egressing from an invisible vehicle, then that truck would have smashed into it.

This reminds me of an “X files” show where a genie appears. The episode is “Je Souhaite”. She offers everyone three wishes. One of the people who obtained the wishes wanted to be invisible. So he gets to be invisible, and promptly gets run over by a truck. You can watch the video HERE on the internet.

A lot happens: A guy (Anson Stokes) finds a woman rolled up in a rug in a storage locker. His boss instantly loses his mouth. Anson then gets a boat in his driveway and *then* is found dead, invisible, having been hit by a truck. Cue a wonderful scene of Scully dusting an invisible corpse with lycopodium powder while grinning like an idiot.

No, I do not think that she is egressing from an invisible vehicle.

Another example.

This is a video posted in China during the middle of the coronavirus outbreak. Video is apparently taken sometime in November prior to the first signs of the virus outbreak in December.

It shows a man entering the observed physical reality. Once he arrives he immediately “books it out” onto the sidewalk and merges in with the crowd. He appears to be Caucasian in a city that is 99.9% Asian.

What I am seeing (as far as the transport mechanism) is exactly what I was exposed to when I was in the Navy at NAS NASC Pensacola Florida.

Man appears from no where in China in November 2020.

The video posits many questions. And, it also implies some even worrisome situations.

Summary

There are multiple realities. There are individual bubbles in time that the realities can manifest. Individuals from one reality can enter into another reality by “sliding into it. This is accomplished in many ways.

We can occasionally see people crossing into our reality. Just as we can witness people egressing from our reality.

This lady has been filmed by a vehicle dash cam in Russia entering our reality through MWI egress via a road. Her attire is suggestive of time travel, and a “crude” MWI technology. As such, the destination coordinates can vary (as inferred from her clothing), and there might be some radiation leakage during egress (from the protective coat that she wears).

Take Aways

  • The MWI exists. It is not some theory that needs to be debunked or “proven”.
  • Travel within the MWI is possible using different techniques.
  • MAJestic is aware of this technology and has been using it for decades.
  • Time travel is a time vector variation of MWI switching.
  • While I doubt the usefulness of time travel, apparently others consider it important.
  • My operations used MWI slides at the behest of my extraterrestrial benefactors. My experiences were quite boring and would lull the reader into a peaceful slumber.

FAQ

Q: Is the lady in the foil jacket a time traveler?
A: I do not know for certain. However, I have my suspicions.  The need to conduct a MWI slide while on a major road is certainly suggestive of this. Why she would want to do it, in the first place, however is a mystery to me.

Q: Have you ever used a portable MWI event slide mechanism?
A: No. I have read stories of numerous individuals who have claimed to have a portable device that does this. John Titor is one such individual. There is also the fellow who ended up carrying a mix tape of the Beatles back with him.

Q: Why did you have MWI-slide ability?
A: I personally think that the ability that I had to conduct MWI-slides was an accidental “side effect” of being implanted and entangled to an extraterrestrial species with this ability. They never sent me on any interesting missions or stuff like that. They tended to constantly adjust the functioning of our reality relative to my personal experiences. Which was my purpose in MAJestic. I was a “Dimensional Anchor”. It helped the development of human sentience be realized.

Q: Can you conduct autonomous MWI slides and “world line” travel on your own?
A: No. I have no ability to do anything like that. Other than what ability that I have to control my intentions and dreams. For the most part, I gave away part of myself to take on this position. This species controls me and my abilities to a great deal of control. I conduct their wishes without thought.

MAJestic Related Posts – Training

These are posts and articles that revolve around how I was recruited for MAJestic and my training. Also discussed is the nature of secret programs. I really do not know why the organization was kept so secret. It really wasn’t because of any kind of military concern, and the technologies were way too involved for any kind of information transfer. The only conclusion that I can come to is that we were obligated to maintain secrecy at the behalf of our extraterrestrial benefactors.

How to tell...
How to tell -2
Top Secrets
Sales Pitch
Feducial Training
Implantation
Probe Calibration - 1
Probe Calibration - 2
Leaving the USA

MAJestic Related Posts – Our Universe

These particular posts are concerned about the universe that we are all part of. Being entangled as I was, and involved in the crazy things that I was, I was given some insight. This insight wasn’t anything super special. Rather it offered me perception along with advantage. Here, I try to impart some of that knowledge through discussion.

Enjoy.

Secrets of the universe
Alpha Centauri
Our Galaxy the Milky Way
Sirius solar system
Alpha Centauri
The fuselage embedded within the rocks of Victoria Falls.
The Hammer inside the rock.
The Hollow Moon
The Mystery of the Lapulapu Ridge.
The Mystery of the Baltic UFO.
Mystery of the bronze bell.
Mystery of the oil lamp found inside a block of coal.
Did extraterrestrials set up a colony in Pennsylvania?
The Oxia Palus Facility
Brown Dwarfs
Apollo Space Exploration
CARET
The Nature of the Universe
Type-1 Grey Extraterrestrial
The mysterious flying contraptions.

MAJestic Related Posts – World-Line Travel

These posts are related to “reality slides”. Other more common terms are “world-line travel”, or the MWI. What people fail to grasp is that when a person has the ability to slide into a different reality (pass into a different world-line), they are able to “touch” Heaven to some extent. Here are posts that  cover this topic.

Cat Heaven
MWI
Things I miss
How MWI allows world-line travel.
An Observed World-Line switch.
Vehicular world-line travel
Soul is not consciousness.

John Titor Related Posts

Another person, collectively known by the identity of “John Titor” claimed to utilize world-line (MWI egress) travel to collect artifacts from the past. He is an interesting subject to discuss. Here we have multiple posts in this regard.

They are;

Articles & Links

  • You can start reading the articles by going HERE.
  • You can visit the Index Page HERE to explore by article subject.
  • You can also ask the author some questions. You can go HERE to find out how to go about this.
  • You can find out more about the author HERE.
  • If you have concerns or complaints, you can go HERE.
  • If you want to make a donation, you can go HERE.

(Repost) Using Intention to Navigate to New World-Line Destinations (duplicate)

Not the world’s best title. I know.

Here we discuss how our consciousness can alter the reality that surrounds us. So that if we want to live a “much improved” life, in whatever way we choose, we can manifest it. We do this, of course by world-line navigation. This, of course, is controlled by thought; our own personal thoughts.

The United States government can spend millions of dollars to take you from Chicago to Los Angles in a brand-new high-technology MACH 4 aircraft. Or, alternatively, you can walk instead.

This post describes using a number of techniques that anyone can use to manifest their "ideal" reality. Think of it as the opposite of going into a dimensional-transport portal. You go in from one reality, and you leave it in a completely different reality. 

Here, the only difference is that this technique (so described) is much slower than any government device.

Introduction

This post started innocently enough by an influencer who asked (in part)…

I was wondering if your “special skills” include a sense of what kinds of businesses might be hot in the next few years or what kind of products and market niches would be successful. I ask this because in the next few years I could early-retire and I always wanted a small manufacturing business or job-shop, getting back-to-my-roots kind of thing.

Which is a great question. Right?

I mean to say, if I have this ability (that I say I have), why can’t I use it to create a life for myself that is exceptional?

(Um… Who says that I haven’t?)

In The Matrix, Cypher and multiple other crew members of his  ship, were awakened from an induced state of sleep to find out that the  world that they were living in was a lie, and that the real world was a  much more unpleasant and dangerous place. He longs for the time when he  didn’t know the truth. Sometimes the truth is infinitely more painful,  than living in a fantasy. Ignorance is bliss. 

-Answers from Men

OK. Here’s the good and the bad news regarding this.

Firstly, the GOOD.

Yes. By understanding the way the universe works, the nature of consciousness, and the role thought has, you CAN pick and choose world-line destinations. If you wanted to be a Hollywood Director, like Cypher wanted in the movie “The Matrix”, you can actually create that reality.

Cypher negotiating for a new reality.
In the movie “The Matrix”, a character named Cypher negotiates with the architects of the Matrix reality for a new life. He specified one with plenty of money, success, and women. He wanted to be like a famous Hollywood Director.

Sounds pretty cool huh?

So I am going to say it yet again. Yes, you can navigate your consciousness to the most crazy and elaborate world-line situations that you can think of. And yes, you can inhabit those realities exactly as you desire.

Others are doing so.

If you were to go back to 1986, and announce to the world that…

  • Bruce Jenner would become a girl.
  • Donald Trump would be President.
  • O.J. Simpson would go to prison.
  • Payphones would disappear.
  • All music would be free.
  • Plastic straws would be considered dangerous.

Everyone would think that you were crazy.

Take note. The strangest changes to your reality can actually. manifest. You can carve out the reality that you desire. You can specify it exactly and it can manifest exactly as you specify.

So, any of these unusual things can actually manifest in your new world-line reality;

  • You meet the girl of your dreams.
  • You become fantastically wealthy.
  • You become famous, important and admired.
  • You live in the house of your dreams, and drive a Ferrari.
  • Weather, climate, luck, and fortune smiles upon you.

You just need to manifest your desires… carefully.

Scene fromt he Wolf of Wall Street.
You can manifest all sorts of dreams. However, wishing and yearning for enormous sums of money can bring about other things like the IRS and Banking Regulators. Instead of thinking about THINGS, concentrate on LIFESTYLE. For that is what you actually yearn for anyway.

It is like the British comedy titled “Absolutely Anything”. Where the main character can ask or wish for something and it manifests.

The only thing is, that it takes time to traverse the world-lines to manifest. Most people navigate the MWI at around 4Hz. They more outrageous the desire of intention, the more world-lines that your consciousness needs to pass through. Thus, the more time it will take to manifest.

But, of course, it will eventually manifest.

Scene from the movie absolutely anything.
This is a scene from the movie Absolutely Anything that provides this girl “a big office with a great view”. LOL.

Now for the BAD

Navigation of World-line travel is not for the faint of heart.

We naturally, as a living being on this planet, conduct world-line travel. Every moment, of every day, roughly 244 times a minute we move in and out of new realities.

Most humans operate at around 4 Hz. That is the speed at which we process a given reality. This speed changes under all sorts of conditions. 

We view this progression; this movement from one reality to another as an “arrow of time”.

The problem is that we don’t view it as anything but “the way the universe is”. We wrongly and incorrectly view it as beyond our control. We think that time is fixed and immutable. As such we use it, as a clock, for all purposes related to physics and dynamics.

So, everyone naturally conducts world-line travel.

However, they do so without navigation. They do so without planning, a map or any sort of objective. They just wonder about, and let the surrounding reality affect their thoughts. They let their thoughts be their own thoughts, totally and completely oblivious to the fact that the thoughts are HOW you navigate to new realities.

But, take special note, everything outside our consciousness is not fixed. Is is all subject to change. The ONLY thing that is fixed is our consciousness.

Consciousness and soul.
Consciousness is a part of our soul. It occupies different realities at will. The realities that it chooses to occupy is a function of the thoughts that it generates, as well as the thoughts that are surrounding it.

Now, here is the kicker.

To obtain the reality that we want to inhabit (whatever that might be). We need to map out a plan to get there. We need to navigate our consciousness in and out of adjacent realities so that eventually we will arrive at our ultimate destination(s).

Fundamentals

Thus, to be able to do this, we need to control two (2x) things…

  1. A map, plan, or schedule of where we want to go.
  2. Mastery of our thoughts.

[1] Planning – A Map

The first thing we need to talk about and address is planning.

The influencer, who started this entire dialog, simply wanted some guidance on local market forces in the near future. In the Matrix, Cypher simply wanted to be reinserted in a completely new reality. Yet, both of these changes can be manifested using the same techniques.

Let’s talk about this.

I don't want to remember nothing. Nothing. You understand? [pause] And I want to be rich. You know, someone important, like an actor. 

We will use the Cypher character from the movie “The Matrix” to illustrate. In the movie, he had a general idea of what he wanted. He had a target that they wanted. He wanted to be rich, and successful. He wanted to be respected, have a lot of fun, and not need to worry about too much. He wanted the life of a Hollywood director. He wanted the wealth, prestige, and the casting couch. That was his goal.

But… how to arrive there?

In the movie, he had a steak dinner with an agent of the reality. (A Mr. Smith.) He negotiated with them. He promised to take some action, and in reward, we would be given a new life within a new reality.

Cypher at dinner.
Cypher is negotiating with Mr. Smith to give him a new life and a new reality within the Matrix in exchange for certain favors. He agreed. That was his plan to achieve his goals.

In the movie, it is very simple. You promise “A”, and in exchange you will get “B”.

In the movie, Cypher promised to capture (or kill, I’m not sure which it was) the main character Neo. In exchange, the “angel of change”, a Mr. Smith would give him a new reality where he would have a new life as a Movie Director.

Cypher knew he could do this because he knew what the Matrix really was. He knew that everything was an illusion. Yet, his consciousness and his body treated that illusion as a reality. He wanted to taste the steak and chew it in his mouth. He wanted to drink the wine and smoke the fine cigar. He wanted to use that knowledge to garner a far better life for himself.

Cypher eating a steak.
Cypher knew that everything was an illusion. He knew that the steak was really just software code, but his body couldn’t tell the difference.

The first thing that you need to do is plan.

You need to have a “map” that describes exactly what you want in your life. This can be a lot of fun, but I must urge caution. Manifesting thoughts can also manifest all sorts of unintended consequences. It has been my experience that what is pictured in Hollywood is often nothing that represents real life. No matter how good they try to provide that image, it’s just not the way things work.

Unless you are careful, the reality that you manifest can bring with it all sorts of other issues and problems.

The red dress girl in the movie The Matrix.
Unless you are careful, there can be all sorts of surprises in the reality that you inhabit. There it is prudent that you take care and concern when mapping out your destination world-line.

Thus you do need to be very careful in the specifying of your ultimate world-line destinations.

 “Sometimes when you win, you really lose. Sometimes when you  lose, you really win. Sometimes when you win, you really tie. And,  sometimes when you tie, you really win or lose.” White Men Can’t Jump – Rosie Perez (Gloria Clemente) 

 Gloria was trying to get her boyfriend to see that every action that  you take affects someone or something else. Some results are obvious and  intended, but occasionally they have negative, unintended affects too.  Her boyfriend had lost substantial amounts of money playing basketball,  despite being great at it. He finally came through on his promise to win  money in the game, but found her gone when he came home. He won the  game, but lost his girl. You can yell at your boss in staff meetings,  sleep with his wife on his desk, and pee on the carpet in his office,  but you probably will not keep your job. So, unless you are waiting on a  hefty inheritance, you should thoroughly think through the  repercussions of your behavior before you do anything. Sometimes, your  first instinct is not the best one. 

 -Answers from Men 

I have found that it is far easier for me to describe things using diagrams. Here, in this first diagram, we see how a normal person (just living life normally) experiences time.

World-line travel is known as the passage of time.
We don’t understand what time is simply because our understanding of what the universe is, is flawed. There is no such thing as time. What there is, instead, is an infinite number of parallel universes, and we humans go in and out of each one at a rate of about 144 different universes a minute. Roughly. So for a person starting at a clock at 0, and then counting down to a clock saying 1 second, we would have passed through various adjacent realities without even knowing what we were doing.

Now, that you know what “time” is, you can now understand that the “passage of time” is you passing in and out… through… all sorts of adjacent world-line realities.

The Matrix is a system, Neo. That system is our enemy. But when you're inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of the people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system and that makes them our enemy. 

You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it.

— Morpheus (Laurence Fishburne)The Matrix 

Now, let’s talk about how to map out the passage of time to get you to a destination; a reality that you would prefer.

For instance, look at the following diagram.

  • You are currently in world-line reality “A”. It is shown in a green color.
  • You want to eventually have a new reality “B”. It is shown in a gold color.
  • There are two paths marked out. One is yellow and one is black.
World-line travel mapping.
You are currently in world-line reality “A”. It is shown in a green color. You want to eventually have a new reality “B”. It is shown in a gold color. There are two paths marked out. One is yellow and one is black. You want to take the safe path in black, even though it will pass through more adjacent realities and take longer to achieve your destination. Those realities that are undesirable to you (sadness, hurt, pain, discomfort) are shown by grey colors. You will want to avoid them.

The yellow path is the most direct path. It will require fewer adjacent realities to pass through. The black path is the preferred path. It will take longer, because you will need to pass through more adjacent realities to get to it.

The reason that you want to take the black path over the yellow path is so that you can avoid those problematic realities. They are shown in grey. These are realities that will cause you turmoil and distress that you do need to avoid if you truly want to have a great life. They include such things as car accidents, company layoffs, periods of hardship, medical bills, and death. You do want to avoid these realities.

You MUST plan. You MUST visualize what you want. If you do not, then you will not have any ideas or visualization of your desires, and the desires of others around you will determine what will happen to you. Don’t allow that to happen.

Thus, when planning, you need to absolutely make sure of a number of factors. These are;

  • A destination lifestyle. Clear and easy to visualize. It must be very detailed. There must be no ambiguity in it what so ever.
  • Incorporate elements that will guarantee avoidance of problematic adjacent realities.
Important note. No this is not walking into a dimensional-portal and going in and out different world-lines. Instead, this is using the knowledge that every fraction of a second 1/244 minute we move to a new reality as determined by our thoughts and the thoughts of those around us. This discusses how we "steer" our consciousness in and out of those realities to achieve our goals.
You can have anything you want.
You can have anything you want. But you must imagine it. You must think about it. You must manifest it. Otherwise, the thoughts of those around you will determine what will happen to you.

[2] Mastery of our thoughts.

 “You have to let it all go, Neo. Fear, doubt, and disbelief. Free your mind.” The Matrix – Lawrence Fishburne (Morpheus)

 The only thing that can stop you from accomplishing everything that  you have dreamed of, is you. Once you believe that something is  possible, it becomes possible. Fear stunts our ability to succeed in our  professional and personal lives. 

 -Answers from Men 

Thoughts alter our reality.

They do, and this isn’t just some kind of “new age” mumbo-jumbo. It is a fact, and if you can’t get your arms around this basic point, you need to go back to school and study Quantum Mechanics all over again.

The primary key is navigating the map that we created in [part 1] above, this navigation is often difficult to do. That is because we need to be in control of our thoughts, and modern life will not permit that.

All that “fake news”, and every commercial you see, and all the thoughts by all the people around you affect YOUR thoughts.

Morning news 9JUN19
Here is a screenshot of the morning news on 9JUN19. Wait two years and see just how relevant any of this is to your personal life. You will discover that none of these things really matter. They just don’t, yet these writings and news affects your thoughts. Turn them off. They are harming you.

If you want to become the master of your life, and obtain the end destination reality that you mapped out, you will need to turn off those bad thought-streams. Yes, and that means breaking some long-formed habits.

That daily dose of news first thing in the morning MUST END.

 As I read the news I see a specter of a dark foe bent on creating a  world that few of us want to see, one built out of fear and control.   It’s even scarier because that foe wants you and I to think that it’s  winning, so we will give up and it can win by default.  Don’t.  

-Wilder Wealthy Wise

You must start to control the thoughts that go into the environment around you. If you cannot master that, you will never obtain the end goals that you have set for yourself.

Dog Shit

What you, the reader need to understand is that all that “stuff” outside of you is just “wall paper”. It just doesn’t really affect you. Not physically. It just affects your thoughts.

I used to watch cartoons as a boy, and one of my favorites was the Flintstones. When the cartoon characters would be riding in a car, the background would cycle the same pictures over and over and over again. It gave the illusion of movement, however there wasn't any real scenery.

That is what American news is actually like.

One of the most important things that I have learned is that all that other “stuff” that seems all important to us; the changes in the world, work, money, politics, etc. Has no real bearing on your reality. It is just scenery outside the window on a speeding train that you are riding in.

Every moment, every fraction of a second, your consciousness leaves one reality and enters a new one. The formation of that new reality is created by your thoughts. By using intention and directed prayer, you can navigate your consciousness along a path that will take you where you want to go. The problem here, and it is a really big problem, is to tune out the adverse thoughts that keep knocking you off the path that you mapped out.

You need to control your thoughts.

 I’m a long time reader of Scott Adams dating back into the mid-1990’s.  He’s most famous for Dilbert,  but he has written books and blogged for decades about everything from  management to life skills to persuasion.  Daily, Scott Adams writes his  goals 15 times (LINK).   Why 15?  I don’t know.  But Adams has reported that it produces amazing  results for him, and he’s lived a pretty amazing life.  It might also  have something to do with him being a genius who works really hard and  tries lots of things.  Nah.  He must be a beneficiary of the structural  capitalist patriarchy and the reason people love Dilbert is only due to white privilege.  

That explains everything, if you’re in Congress.

 How the goal writing produces results is probably unimportant – in my  opinion the most likely idea is that if you’re focused on a goal,  you’ll notice connections, clues or opportunities that would normally  pass you by.  The focus on the goal, the attitude that you can achieve  something great changes the way you look at every aspect of your day.  I  know that when I believe I can succeed, I seem to keep finding ways to  actually make it happen. 

-Wilder Wealthy and Wise
  • Focus on your goal; living it. Breathing it. Existing in it.
  • Turn off all outside thoughts as best you can.
  • You can read news, but if you start to get angry or affected, then you need to leave.
  • Remove yourself from negative people. They have an illness. Their illness will absolutely affect your ability to manifest your reality.
If you are married to a mentally ill person, that person will take over your life. You must get out from that horrible situation. Their thoughts are terribly discordant. It WILL alter and affect your life. Unless you are careful, you will start to live the life that their thoughts manifest, not what yours do. Be careful.
Be careful with the people around you.
You need to be careful of the thoughts and actions of those around you. Everyone has different abilities and controlling and manifesting their desires. Some are very good at it, while others tend to be very lame. If you are not careful, a bad persons thoughts whom you associate with can thwart any positive efforts that you have manifested. Be careful.

Control of thought – Intention

The most important skill that you need to learn in world-line navigation and destination arrival is to control your thoughts.

 “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.” Fight Club – Edward Norton (nameless narrator)

 Life is short. Wasting your time in a fruitless job, talking to  people that you abhor, and waiting for some miracle to happen is  foolish. 

 -Answers from Men 

This is a form of prayer.

Prayer, directed thoughts, and full-on intention are all focused and directed thoughts. This is very important. This is the tool that will allow your future to manifest.

Now, I am not going to delve in the many, many ways that a person can pray and visualize intention. I will instead list the ways that (I know) work. It’s up to you, the reader to implement or not.

  • A visualization creation. This could be a cork-board on the wall with pictures of the life that you want to live. This is often referred to a “visualization board”. You can also do this on your desktop wallpaper. Just cycle in and though pictures that depict elements of the life that you want. “My desktop wallpaper aptly describes and visualizes the type of lifestyle that I am manifesting.”
  • Create a listing of what you want. This can be a page in a note book, or some simple phrases on a piece of paper magnet-attached to your refrigerator. You will need to repeat these phrases out loud. “Words are culled with power.” (Les Moore quote.)
  • Time to pray / visualize. Everyday, without fail, you repeat verbally OUT LOUD what you want in your life. This can take a few minutes to much longer. But you MUST do it every day. You can do it in the shower, mowing the lawn, riding in the car to work, or you can do it while you are riding a bicycle, or while you are exercising. But, you must do it. This is a fundamental core requirement to direct your thoughts. This is NOT a passive activity. You must emotionally attach yourself to your goal reality.
  • Make a point to alert against bad realities. This is a little trick that I learned was absolutely necessary. Or else you will start experience hardships like layoffs, difficult times, illnesses and accidents on the road to your mapped out reality. “I am the captain of my consciousness and navigate to my ultimate goal by avoiding trouble, hardship, and distress.”
  • Take note that the resulting reality will not be exact. It will be a very close approximation of what you want, but no… you cannot specify exact people and exact locations, and very constructive levels of detail. Nor do you actually want that. If you focus on your baseline wants and desires, the rest will fill in automatically. Keep in mind that Hollywood is not reality.

That is step one of a two-step visualization, with intention prayer exercise.

The second step is duration and longevity. You must do this for a period of time. I would argue that it should be for at least a month, every day. I would also put an upper limit of no more than six months, with about three months being the norm.

The second step is release.

A Quick Word…

You can go on-line and do a picture search for “vision boards”. Many look really nice, but they are completely wrong. A proper “vision board” would consist of images, NOT words. Maybe music that is inspiring to YOU. Or video snippets that have some meaning for you.

Don’t do this…

Poorly done vision board.
A vision board is very personal. Now, this might just be perfect for the gal that created this. However, there is an overall reliance on words, and sayings. These words do NOTHING. There isn’t any thoughts or emotions attached to the sentence “Beauty Style”. Instead, there should be pictures, and images, or a small video. You can cut out your picture and paste it over the face of another picture that you want to visualize you occupying, but it isn’t critical. The important thing is emotional and thought control.

What ever you do, create something that is meaningful to you. You image it, and you think about it. It will manifest. Maybe a little like this. I utilize positive and fun micro-videos to help me keep the visualization of my life first and foremost…

Hey! You want to have fun? Play with the girls and eat and drink well. Maybe something like this would be appropriate…

Or Hey! Maybe you want to have a wife or a girl friend. You need to imagine clearly what they would be like. You need to concentrate on their personality and how they MAKE YOU FEEL. You need to burn those thoughts and those feelings inside of you and attract those traits to you.

Maybe something like this…

Or, maybe you want to get fit. Maybe you want to lose some weight. Maybe you want to be healthier. Instead of putting the words “be healthy” on a visualization board, maybe you can watch this video a couple of times every day. Visualize with thought and emotion…

Release

Once you have done these intention exercises for a few months, then stop. Give it up. The thoughts have been set in motion, and the reality that you want to manifest is out there. Somewhere.

Have some faith. It will all manifest.

In my experience, most things have manifested within a two year period. The longevity and “seriousness” of the manifested reality is directly tied to the emotional attachment of the intention, as well as the duration.

The amount of time that must be endured until you obtain your new reality is a function of the number of adjacent realities that you need to pass through in your achievement map / plan. This in turn is also a function of how different your ultimate reality is from your current reality.

The variables that will influence the timing of reality manifestation;

  • How different and “far out” your goal is from your current reality.
  • The thoughts and habits that you currently have.
  • The thoughts of those around you, especially those of family members.
  • The discipline that you have in doing all of this to make your new world-line realized.

Alertness to awareness.

It has been my experience that your ultimate reality goals will eventually manifest in one way or the other. You will not be aware what they are until long after you are within that reality. It is only when you are reminded by an old vision board, or an intention list, or some other item, that you will be stunned at just how your reality did manifest.

What is a Vision Board? A vision board is a tool used to help clarify, concentrate and maintain focus on a specific life goal. Literally, a vision board is any sort of board on which you display images that represent whatever you want to be, do or have in your life .

 -What is a Vision Board? 

Why avoid the news

Once you start using personal intention to navigate the MWI, you start to realize that all the news is not for you. It is like wallpaper, or window-dressing. It really doesn’t affect your life in any way aside from scaring you and cause you to cower in fear.

 As I read the news I see a specter of a dark foe bent on creating a  world that few of us want to see, one built out of fear and control.   It’s even scarier because that foe wants you and I to think that it’s  winning, so we will give up and it can win by default.  Don’t.  

-Wilder Wealthy Wise

For instance, I am in China, and Donald Trump has just raised American tariffs to Chinese sourced products 25%. This normally would scare the living daylights out of me, because the industry that I am a part of relies on international trade.

However, I know that the reality that I have manifested and are maintaining for myself is one of personal prosperity and happiness. So, it will absolutely manifest. You don’t need to worry.

  • What is good for me personally might not be good for others.
  • What the news reports is for other people to read. Not me.

Now, let me explain.

You know, any money I get is in USD and used in China under the Chinese yuan (RMB). Thus, these terrible tariffs has resulted in a drastic change in the conversion rate USD to CNY. So now, today, I make around 15% more money compared to last month.

Thank you Donald Trump.

The point is this. All outside news is poison.

Tune it out as much as you can and focus on your life. Appreciate it more. Pray and provide directed intention always. Do not let up.

Examples

A little history lesson.

I first learned the necessity of using focused intention early on in MAJestic. The world around me was always jumping around and changing, and the only way that I could get any kind of handle on my life was to be able to focus my thoughts.

The life I had before entering MAJestic was never going to work. Not being entangled with the EBP like I was. I could never go back to living life I like used to. I had to adapt. I had to change. I had to take on coping skills that I could incorporate into my new reality.

The ELF probes were a MAJestic creation, and did not effect the MWI as much as the EBP did.

In those early days, I started to use visualization techniques to help stabilize the reality around me.

This varied from occult symbology to classical paintings. Yet, it really didn’t matter what I used, what mattered was the intensity or the ferocity that I attached to the imagery.

Imagery that automatically came attached with thought “packages” were the easiest to use.

This would be a cross with Jesus on it, or a necklace of Saint Peter. These images automatically came with centuries of directed thought and prayer. By using them to direct my thoughts was surprisingly easy, but they came with unintended consequences.

Penant
A person can utilize idols and figurines to help focus their thoughts and intentions. As a Catholic, I used the idols and figures that held meaning to me personally. I used Saints for their battles in the human-experience spoke to me.

So, over time, I learned that you need to create your very own custom imagery to direct your thoughts with.

What ever you do, do not use occult or similar “off the shelf” idolatry, or imagery. They WILL come with “baggage” that you might not want to pollute your reality with. Listen to me in this regard. Be careful.

Yes. I was using the power of intention long before it was popularized.

[Example One] – Pago Pago

In 2013 was living in Shenzhen, China.

All of what I had visualized (during my retirement) had manifested. I was living an amazing life. I had a stunning wife, we went out and played all the time. I was respected and honored where ever I went, and I was happy.

Lo Wu district in Shenzhen.
I was living in Shenzhen China. I loved Shenzhen, and had a lot of fun. But, I guess that I was a country boy at heart, and I felt that the “big city” was too oppressive. I yearned for beaches, green trees and grass and ocean waves.

Yet… yet…

Shenzhen was a big city. New York has 8 million people, well Shenzhen is twice that size and very crowded. And while I was having fun, I did miss blue skies, nice ocean breezes and a more relaxed lifestyle.

So, I decided to “brush off” the old MWI manifesting skills, and set about to create what I had only with one or two minor changes. I wanted blue skies. I wanted lush green trees. I wanted respect, but at a easy relaxed pace. No more hectic life for me.

I set up a computer desktop that changed every minute. On it, I had an array of HD “wallpaper” images that I got off the Internet of tropical beaches. Sort of like this…

Internet screen splash of HD wallpaper beach pictures.
I used the internet to find pictures of desktop wallpaper, and downloaded images of tropical beaches. I them used them as my desktop on a revolving one minute change.

Then, of course, I also did my verbal affirmations.

During this time, I was rather lazy about doing them. (After all, I was quite happy with my life, and absolutely not desperate to change my life.) I admittedly would only make about one affirmation session every week. It was really simple, as long as I could remember it.

My affirmation was thusly…

My computer desktop describes that life that I desire to manifest for myself and my family.

And, that was it.

I did it, very relaxed, for maybe two whole months, then quit. And I forgot all about it after a while.

About nine months later, I was offered a job in Pago Pago, American Samoa, of all places! I had never been there, but you don’t turn down the offer to live in a tropical paradise in the South pacific, now do you?

Well…

…do you?

I manifested Pago Pago!

I didn’t even know that it existed. Well, not really aside from a comment on an old Dunesberry cartoon. I had to look it up on Google Maps to figure where the heck it was.

American Samoa
This is Ofu Beach in American Samoa. I have to tell youse guys that the air is the cleanest and freshest I have ever breathed. The skies are amazing with cool colors of blue and the waters are truly envious.
Even after all the islands we’ve been to across the Pacific, all three of us were enchanted.  American Samoa is absolutely stunning.  

It’s  probably a lot like Hawaii was back in the 40s.  

There are two hotels in  town and one more by the airport, but other than that there are NO tourist facilities anywhere.  As you drive around it’s just one quaint little beach-side village after another with meticulously kept gardens and smiling friendly people.  

The harbor itself is made up of the  caldera of an ancient volcano with an opening on one side.  The other  sides rise dramatically out of the bay into lush steep cliffs making it  easily one of the most dramatic harbors I’ve been in.  

The rest of the  island continues the theme with steep, verdant hillsides and beautiful reef strewn or volcanic beaches with massive surf breaks that you leave you in awe wishing they broke over sand so that you could go out and play without getting killed. 

-Jumping Ship in Samoa

It turned out that a friend of a friend had sailed out from Bora Bora in French Polynesia, and ended up in American Samoa.

He ended up finding work there and the boss who he worked for need an expert in construction, who knew equipment, installation and testing. The only person who he could think of was myself. So he promoted me as “the smartest person he knew“.

So, out of the blue, I got a e-mail message, and a job offer. It was really, really quick.

Soon after that, I sold all my belongings in China and flew to American Samoa.

Beach on American Samoa
American Samoa had many beaches. In fact the main highway goes up and down the island. With a top speed of 25 mph, it takes you nearly all day to go from one end of the island to the other and back. One of our favorite pastimes was to ride the road on the weekends and explore the island.

Now, this isn’t like you just hop on a flight from Chicago with a direct fare to Dallas Fort Worth. American Samoa is isolated. It is in the middle of no-where and we had to take a week to get to it.

  • Go to Hong Kong.
  • Fly to Fiji.
  • Bus from Western Fiji to Suva.
  • Hang out until we could get a flight to Western Samoa.
  • Travel from the international airport to a “puddle jumper” airport to fly to American Samoa.

I will tell you that the cutest and the smallest international airport is in Western Samoa. You can get to it by bus or taxi from the city of Apia. Western Samoa was really cool. I liked it. maybe it was the Kiwi-influence. LOL.

Map of Western Samoa
Map of Western Samoa. It is a one half hour flight from Western Samoa to American Samoa.

I personally like the Samoan people.  They are kind, communal, proud and spiritual. I greatly admire them and consider them to be some of the best people that I have ever encountered.

Where to begin? 

Well, let’s chat about food.  We all need food.  We all like food, but we all tend to think of it as a normally obtainable product.  We can get what we want; when we want at a more or less reasonable price.  Ah.  Alas this was not the case in the South Pacific.  Food is outrageously expensive. 

Map of Fiji.
Map of Fiji. We had to wait in Fiji for a whole week until we could get a connection flight to Western Samoa.

When I lived in Pago Pago a head of Lettuce cost me $11. 

Everything is imported, you see.  Everything.  Very few things are grown locally.  Pay scales are below the poverty level and typically, on the islands where I visited, powerful tribal leaders held both monetary, financial, political and social power on the vast numbers of people on the islands. 

They provide work at low pay, small stipends, and assorted assistance to those they feel deserve it.  It is a benevolent dictatorship by tradition.

The reader should not misunderstand. Perhaps this is the best form of governance for the Samoans on the island. There are benefits and liabilities with every form of government, but the Samoans make this system work.
Map of American Samoa.
Map of American Samoa. I worked in Pago Pago, but lived in Tafuna, and later in Pava’ia’i.

In American Samoa, where most of the food is imported out of America, the people are terribly obese.  In neighboring Western Samoa, where the food is imported out of NZ, or grown locally, the people have a more or less normal weight. 

Why is this so? 

I wonder.  Could it be that American food has some kind of property; enzyme or chemical that makes people fat?  I don’t know, but the situation is at once obvious and frightening.  I beg the reader to consider the issues involved her and to study the matter themselves.  There is more to this phenomena than what meets the eye at first glance.

Researchers who have analyzed America’s eating habits say they can sum up what’s wrong with our diet in just two words: ultra-processed foods.  These foods -- a group that includes frozen pizzas, breakfast cereals and soda -- make up 58% of all calories Americans consume in a typical day. Not only that, they delivered 90% of the added sugars that Americans ate and drank, according to a very interesting study. 

“Ultra-processed foods and added sugars in the US diet:
evidence from a nationally representative cross-sectional study”.  

The summary states that  “Ultra-processed foods comprised 57.9% of
energy intake, and contributed 89.7% of the energy intake from added sugars. 

The content of added sugars in ultra-processed foods (21.1% of calories) was eightfold higher than in processed foods (2.4%) and fivefold higher than in unprocessed or minimally processed foods and processed culinary ingredients grouped together (3.7%). 

Both in unadjusted and adjusted models, each increase of 5 percentage points in proportional energy intake from ultra-processed foods increased the proportional energy intake from added sugars by 1 percentage point. Consumption of added sugars increased linearly across quintiles of ultra-processed food consumption: from 7.5% of total energy in the lowest quintile to 19.5% in the highest. 

A total of 82.1% of Americans in the highest quintile exceeded the recommended limit of 10% energy from added sugars, compared with 26.4% in the lowest.” 

(http://bmjopen.bmj.com/content/6/3/e009892).

There is a great (Mainland America supported) supported infrastructure there.  The roads are all well kept, and in great shape.  The signs and the public works are all American and made to American standards.  Top speed is only 25 miles / hour.  So it will take maybe six hours to drive from one end of the the island to the other. 

Suva portrait.
Going for the Tintin look in Suva, Fiji.

Gasoline is all imported and thus rather expensive.  Noise is outlawed and thus vehicles cannot have horns.  Instead they make a polite “tooting” sound to warn other drivers. 

Everyone drives new cars, but they are all owned by the tribal leaders and dished out to the “extended family” on a basis of inherited matriarchal complexity. 

Samoans live in villages of their extended family, with communal ownership of land under the “matais,” the chiefs of the individual families. Above the group of matais in each village is an “ali’i,” the village’s highest chief. 

Female familial lines have priority with major family males in work leadership positions getting significant perks.  You can pretty much judge the political status of a given member on the island by the state and type of automobile that they drive. That differs significantly from what it is in the rest of the world.

For instance, in the United States one might judge a person by the car he /she drive.  You might determine if the driver was a “soccer mom”, a business executive, a young male full of “piss and vinegar”, a poor blue-collar worker, or a starving college student.  In the island, it was representative of where you sat within the female-dominant social structure of your village. The most powerful wives drove the best, newest, and important cars.

In Samoa Girls swim fully clothed and cover their legs in public.  Both men and women wear tribal tattoos and wear skirts called Lava-lava’s.  American Samoa has a fully invested and American paid infrastructure with fine and wonderful roads, government buildings and hospitals.  But there is very little in the way of private industry, private farming, private fishing or businesses other than an occasional store or restaurant.  The biggest industries on the islands include fishing, and canning, construction, social welfare and government.  Anyone who wants to see what it is like to live in a land where you have a set social status, and set income for the rest of your life, should come to the islands.

In American Samoa dogs are a real problem.  The locals let the dogs breed and propagate indiscriminately.  If there ever was a justification for the presence of a Dog Catcher and Dog Pound this is it.  (And, I might add, that I am a dog lover.) The dogs are plentiful and yet truly terrible.  They run in packs, bite and snap at people; carry illnesses including mange and eat everything from fruit lying on the ground to stray cats, feces in diapers, tree bark and old pieces of cardboard. . 

Mange is truly a disgusting illness; where patches of fur and skin fall off an the blistered and frail animal walks around in intense discomfort.

Garbage has to be locked up in huge airborne towers so the dogs can’t get to it.  Otherwise they would spread the trash and refuse all over the place; attracting flies and other airborne illnesses.  They eat everything and consider feces a wondrous meal. 

Local mothers would throw their babies diapers to the dogs would haul them off to eat (The diapers, not the babies. LOL).  Often on some neighbors porch where they would leave the messy diapers in the front of the door. ( A disgusting personal experience that I have had the unpleasant exposure to.) They then would defecate nearby, and vomit the rest up nearby.  They greatly contribute to the dissemination of disease on the island the great problem with childhood skin diseases in the region.

There are also island cats.  However, cats are cats.  They come and go as they please.  They tend to eat the small rodents and fruit bats that fly the skies above. They keep to themselves, and generally keep the rodent population down.

Island Cat - American Samoa.
Island Cat – American Samoa.

Samoans feed the cats just like they do the dogs.  However, cats are independent and tend to come and go.  However, once you feed a dog, it is your stray for life. Local island cats will eat lizards, birds, mice, rats, rodents and insects.  I am sure that they might have snagged a fruit bat one night of two. They do let loose a howl, let me tell ya. Not to mention the occasional fish or snake.

Anyways, I’m sorry that I got a little long-winded.

The point of this first example.

The point here is that I manifested the reality that I asked for. It was really very easy. You know, once you are used to a certain way of praying and controlling your thoughts they are able to manifest quite easily.

So I manifested Pago Pago.

Up until that point in time, I never really thought about it as a place that I would ever visit. yeah, I know it was “promised” to me during my retirement sequence at the ADC Pine Bluff, but really… I never thought about it. So here I was… Pago Pago in the middle of absolutely no-where.

But…

But, I was sloppy.

I was happy in Shenzhen, China. I wanted more, but did not vocalize specifically what I wanted to manifest. Instead, I just asked for what was missing in my life. I didn’t realize that in getting what I wanted, other things that I did like, would be missing.

You ask for one thing and lose other things in the process. Yikes!

It's like the story of the dog carrying a bone over a river. He walks on a bridge and looks down and sees another dog in the water. That other dog looks just like him, and is carrying a bone just like he is carrying. 

So he barks at the dog to scare it away. (That way it could get both bones.)

But when he barks, his bone falls in the river. He discovers that the dog in the river water was actually himself, and now he has no bones at all.

-Aesop's Fable. 

The Dog Crossing the Bridge Moral - A dog walked happily across a bridge carrying a tasty bone in his mouth. His joy was dimmed, however, when he looked down and noticed another dog had an equally delectable bone.

Yes, I ended up getting clean and fresh air, brilliant colors, a lot of nature all at the expense of other things that I took for granted.

  • I missed the “life” and activity of China.
  • I missed the fun.
  • I missed the drinking and the endless supply of restaurants.
  • I missed the people.
  • I missed the food.
  • I missed the ENERGY.
Maybe those of you that have read about the KTV experience can understand this reference. Eh?

Anyways…

So, in short order, I reactivated my intention. Only this time I was careful. Though, I did not use a visualization board, I particularly spent time while I drove to the work site every morning to vocalize what kind of life I wanted within my reality.

I just vocalized it clearly and distinctly. I was part of my routine. I would buy a tuna-fish sandwich from the local store near the highway, and then vocalize my intentions loudly while I drove…

  • I have the same kind of life I had in China, only…
  • I live on the beach facing the ocean.
  • The skies are always blue and the trees are lush and vibrant.
  • I am healthy and happy as are my family.
  • We avoid all discomfort in manifesting this reality.

[Second Example] – Zhuhai, China.

Four months later I was back in China. Events acted like a whirlwind and tossed me back into China. It took around 10 months to fully come to fruition. Now… just guess what my life is like today…

Here’s pictures from my front “yard” outside my house.

View 1
View from my house. This is directly outside my back fence gate. I can see the HK Macao bridge right in front. The mornings are glorious.
Household view 2.
This is the view from my front yard. You exit the gate where the guard booth is, and you will be here on this lawn, and you will be able to see Macao out there in the distance.
Next door.
The on-going joke that me and Mrs has is that everyone wants to vacation in our front yard. Here you can see people riding bikes up and down the boardwalk next door.

Over four decades of doing this.

This isn’t just some kind of “new age” nonsense to sell books. This is what I was forced to do and needed to learn how to do to keep sane.

Trust me, if you had an EBP installed, you would adapt or go completely bonkers. There is absolutely no shades of grey in this matter.

I learned how to do this to keep sane.

The reality around me was not like that by which I grew up with. After implantation, it became something quite different. In order to stabilize my sanity I was forced to adopt methodology and coping-skills to exist.

After I was able to render my reality into some type of semi-stable condition, I quickly discovered that I would easily change it by thought.

News media are evil, and the longer I followed the media and was manipulated by them, the crazier my life became. I had, out of necessity, shut myself off away from them.

I can tell youse guys stories after stories how I wanted this thing, or that things, or this ability, or that situation and how each one came with negative consequences. Now, today I am much wiser.

Concentrate on the basics.

  • Healthy and happy family.
  • Steady income.
  • Stress-free and casual life.
  • Living where you want to live and how you want to live.

Be very clear on it. Concentrate on spelling it out clearly and directly. Use emotion, or whatever energy you have inside yourself to enunciate your intention.

Wait a year or a year and a half. Judge your progress. Then, make alterations…

  • I really appreciate my life as it is today. I love my life. I appreciate my life. I want it to continue. However…
  • I want to make a small alteration in my life.
  • This small change does XXXXX, and YYYYY.
  • However, in no way is my family and myself affected negatively by this.
  • We avoid all negative events that might try to manifest.

Sounds crazy. Well, it works.

I will devote another posts on intentions that went seriously wrong. I will discuss how I wanted a nicer car, a different girlfriend, a better job, and a nicer house. And what happened as a result of all that.

Seriously. You must be very careful on how you manifest your intentions and prayers.

Oh, and one very important point…

DO NOT try to use intentions to change another person. Think of using intention to change the scenery around you. Concentrate on a happy, healthy and relaxed, stress-less life. You can change the “scenery” such as location, lifestyle, and friendships. However, avoid specifics, such as money, cars, etc. These are complex mechanisms that will add complexity to your manifested reality.

You do not want complexity.

Now some Answers to some specific questions…

Q: Is there any trends or things that I (myself ex-MAJestic “expert”) might be able to suggest, so that others might benefit?

A: No. Each reality that we exist within is a personal event. The parade of events that lie outside my “window” in this reality could very much differ from the reality that another might experience, no matter how similar it might appear on the surface. They are completely different.

Remember that there is only one consciousness within one specific reality. Everyone else is a “quantum shadow” relative to your individual consciousness.

I do actually see some trends. But, the moment that I try to act on them they change and alter. There is no way that I can structure my personal life around outside events because there is no way that I can control them. That is why you need to recognize that outside events are always beyond your control.

They are like scenery that you observe outside the window on a train that you are riding in.

To truly master your consciousness; and thus to control your reality you must fully come to grip with the idea that nothing exists except what you create with your mind.

Q: Why does this matter? And why do you need to say things out loud? Why not just think things instead?

A: That’s a profound question, and the answer is yes you can. But…Your thoughts occurs while you are in wave-form. The vocalization occurs when your consciousness is in particle-form. The vocalization method is precisely how you transform thoughts into action on the physical.

You need to vocalize. It is a method by which your thoughts can modify your reality.

There are many other methods, of course. You can use image intention boards, act things out, pretend and create scenarios. You can imagine entire behaviors and walk them through every day. Just remember that physical action must accompany thought to be able to manifest.

MAJestic Related Posts – Training

These are posts and articles that revolve around how I was recruited for MAJestic and my training. Also discussed is the nature of secret programs. I really do not know why the organization was kept so secret. It really wasn’t because of any kind of military concern, and the technologies were way too involved for any kind of information transfer. The only conclusion that I can come to is that we were obligated to maintain secrecy at the behalf of our extraterrestrial benefactors.

How to tell...
How to tell -2
Top Secrets
Sales Pitch
Feducial Training
Implantation
Probe Calibration - 1
Probe Calibration - 2
Leaving the USA

MAJestic Related Posts – Our Universe

These particular posts are concerned about the universe that we are all part of. Being entangled as I was, and involved in the crazy things that I was, I was given some insight. This insight wasn’t anything super special. Rather it offered me perception along with advantage. Here, I try to impart some of that knowledge through discussion.

Enjoy.

Secrets of the universe
Alpha Centauri
Our Galaxy the Milky Way
Sirius solar system
Alpha Centauri
The fuselage embedded within the rocks of Victoria Falls.
The Hammer inside the rock.
The Hollow Moon
The Mystery of the Lapulapu Ridge.
The Mystery of the Baltic UFO.
Mystery of the bronze bell.
Mystery of the oil lamp found inside a block of coal.
Did extraterrestrials set up a colony in Pennsylvania?
The Oxia Palus Facility
Brown Dwarfs
Apollo Space Exploration
CARET
The Nature of the Universe
Type-1 Grey Extraterrestrial
The mysterious flying contraptions.

Influencer Questions

Here are posts that have gathered a series of questions from various influencers. They are interesting in many ways and could help all of us unravel the mysteries of the lives that we live.

Interview with an Influencer.
More discussions with an influencer.

MAJestic Related Posts – World-Line Travel

These posts are related to “reality slides”. Other more common terms are “world-line travel”, or the MWI. What people fail to grasp is that when a person has the ability to slide into a different reality (pass into a different world-line), they are able to “touch” Heaven to some extent. Here are posts that  cover this topic.

Cat Heaven
MWI
Things I miss
How MWI allows world-line travel.
An Observed World-Line switch.
Vehicular world-line travel
Soul is not consciousness.

John Titor Related Posts

Another person, collectively known by the identity of “John Titor” claimed to utilize world-line (MWI egress) travel to collect artifacts from the past. He is an interesting subject to discuss. Here we have multiple posts in this regard.

They are;

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