20070715-Daily Thoughts
CNN news: Troy Davis – execution on Tuesday. Kanagoo court = no trial.
CNN news: Larry King Live – UFO’s: Are they out there? Idiots!
Walked around mall?
Slept from 12:00PM. to 05:00PM.
20070715-Daily Thoughts
CNN news: Troy Davis – execution on Tuesday. Kanagoo court = no trial.
CNN news: Larry King Live – UFO’s: Are they out there? Idiots!
Walked around mall?
Slept from 12:00PM. to 05:00PM.
My delayed blog is in regards to the case about this black man, Troy Davis, who is on death row in Savannah, Georgia as per CNN news. I wanted to observe how the judicial system operates in light of the new evidences that present themselves recently. The recant of six of the nine key witnesses seems to be significant and by slightly over two-thirds!
Justice for this man and for any person who may be innocent of any crime from a case of mistaken identity may be served either way: execution (where one family will mourn the passing of a second life) or life (where the other family will continue to grieve for a justice already served).
In the former example, I would not be too quick to judge in taking one life for another life. As an off beat example from my previous blogs, surviving with food requires us to harvest plants or slaughter animals. With water and shelter being the other two basic necessities for life, the execution of another life to give renewed expectation of justice over the loss of another life does not make sense.
With the latter example, life would mean this man’s prayers to ‘God’ have been answered. This does not prove beyond a reasonable doubt that his black man convicted of killing a police officer. This is his personal test to come clean for any guilt or past karma that he needs to confess and reconcile. His example may be a hard lesson many other cases that have been laid to rest without a fair trial.
I read an article that mentioned that he did indeed have many fair trials. I did not like reading about the lawyers becoming judges and then not having enough time or money to pursue further investigations. I suppose this black man was not too convincing then or now. I am, however, convinced, in light of the evidence and the overwhelming support for family and friends, this man may be innocent.
His trial may be another precedent for others to follow and cops (whose jobs are already stressful and high strung) should not abuse and kill other innocent folks. I have read elsewhere, for example, a teenager was strangled to death by a cop and all for skateboarding as a fun hobby. If this hybrid of a fascist state were viable in my realm, the fun would be taken out and the control factor by the jackboots would be, well, neck breaking.
Besides neck breaking (or back breaking which ever the case may be), the heart break of the father to know of his child being dead by and at the hands of a red-faced cop should deserve justice in return – death. I did not like that response and this only reflects back what each of us is capable of doing to each other. Eventually if all were chaotic enough to take justice into our own hands, there won’t be anyone left as if each person is justified in taking each other’s life for another.
Perhaps, long term torture like that ‘Guantanamo Bay’ place is another option in place of immediate death. This would means the roles of the victims are still alive to pray for death in place of life with continued pain. If our current ‘correctional’ system becomes, say, overcrowded, there would be less conviction and inmates subject to real corporeal punishment. There would be less lawyers and court fees to deal with in the long run, too.
Either way it is all the same. Morally, people should not go around killing each other. Moreover, there should be a safer way instead of guns to apprehend criminals and deter people from hurting each other. The stun gun does not work well and once again the cops have too much of an itchy finger to know when to let go of the trigger as I have read or heard on the news somewhere. People have died under the stun gun, by the way. Sheesh!
So whatever the courts decide and in light of these evidences I am sure justice will be served here and now or in the afterlife for those who believe in reincarnation. No one knows for sure if ‘God’ has plans for this black man to live in his current form for now. I am sure taking lots of my time with this blog and trying to make sense of why some people don’t live up to loving one another once and for all regardless of any differences.
Note: He got a last minute reprieve a day prior to his execution on Tuesday. This is stay of execution is good for up to 90 days.
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
There was a two story house
There were lots of people inside this place.
I see white man, big nose in another room.
I was happy and having fun.
I was going downstairs with shoes or slippers.
I went downstairs to garden area.
There were at least two people gardening.
One was female and one was male.
Mom and I were shopping in the garden.
We went down the straight path leading directly from the front door of this place.
There was a wall to the left at the very end of this path.
The wall seemed two stories high.
There were rows of flower beds were at least four across by two in height.
We removed one tray of flowers from lower right.
This bunch of flowers was mostly pink with some yellow and other colors.
I liked the yellow ones from another tray of flowers.
Mom decided to keep the first selected tray of flowers.
Mom was wheeling the cart away to my left.
I looked into the wall afterwards.
The wall had openings where flower beds were removed.
I saw there was an empty room with tools inside and towards the back wall.
The trays seemed as long as one room in length.
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
20070714-Daily Thoughts
Forgetting yesterday.
Walked around the Great Mall.
Twice with Paw. Bought my Bee Stinger drink on the first turn. Drank the rest until the fountain seating area.
Sat for another one hour while Maw motor mouth rants with a Cavite stranger woman who sold her house across from Manang Candy to a bunch of South Asian Indians.
Walked a third time around with Paw, who was faster that time.
Left afternoon and Ate lunch at Hermes restaurant for another one hour or so.
Ordered Kripsy Pata and Pancit Malabon.
Maw won’t go there to buy anymore expensive meals.
Very clear skies. Drove well and back home.
Exercised until 04:00PM with Paw who started 04:30PM.
Maw stopped at 03:33PM after starting 03:11PM.
Didn’t do much but danced and got her water at the same time.
Cleaned parakeets who seemed sleepier the past month or so after eating Avi-Cakes with Omega 3 and 6 supplements. Good for liver and stuff.
Took my shower and slept right afterwards for about two hours until 18:22PM.
Ate dinner and then went upstairs to read poems.
Blogging boring now.
Watched cable programming on television until 01:00AM.
Comedy and other crap.
20070714-Greetings Bug
GREETINGS.
ONAME WA FURINDA BARIROSU DESU.
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After briefly watching the CNN Larry King Live: `UFO`s Are They Out There?` on Thursday, 13-July-2007, I am once again amused at how much waste has been spent on the lack of clear photos or videos of any alleged unidentified objects flying around over our air heads.
There is no cover up to disclose because most of us exist here and now among the earthlings. We look, sound and act like earthlings. I`ve read online articles about human genes mixed in with the rest of these `visitors` and for over thousands of years. (Note: I refer myself in the third person because this feels comfortable to me or us rather).
With my limited usage of the `Engrish` language, I will try to best explain my personal experiences. In my previous blogs, I did mention that there are people who appear to be normal in every respect. At first glance, each person seems to be another working member of society. From family, friends and relatives, none is quite the same.
The difference happens to be the knowledge base. There are those who excel in areas that would take an average caveman many eons to learn without some `intervention`. From the horse carriage and the animal dumping its manure randomly on the mostly unpaved streets to the spew planes and the pilot releasing its chemicals haphazardly upon the mostly human population, there seems to be an acceleration of some sort here.
Others are old souls who already know too much for anyone`s own good. They seem to come up with all sorts of good reasons for simple solutions. They are not necessarily geniuses as my previous paragraph but they possess remarkable insights to both functional and technical aspects of living life to the fullest. For example, one could easily create a make shift toothpick with a rolled up piece of plastic. How cool is that?
The ones who happen to have experienced the other side seem way too open-minded (with pun intended). They have learned to connect much too easily with others like themselves and are all too ready and willing to get a good laugh by torturing others unlike themselves into believing that they are being harmed in anyway. For those who believe in unity and interconnectedness, it`s almost like kicking oneself in the rear end without good reason except to teach, like parents to their children, their ways of dealing with life`s various issues.
This particular blog should be easily digested by those who are ready for any heart stopping surprises or for those who already know how to scare themselves silly by watching horror flicks with all the unnecessary violence, gore and stupid props like blood oozing from the orifices of another living entity.
My views are purely subjective and once again your interpretations are as good as mine. My readers could choose to either believe those `specialists` or astronauts appearing on the network meant to program the malleable minds of people and discussing the unresolved topics about these `unidentified fleeting objects` or have faith in their observations to their own Truths. My truth happens to be a hybrid of both worlds. (Get it? Gosh! You people are slow!)
Either point of view for these beings visiting from out there versus originating from in here is as valid as having both the right and left hands thumb wrestle each other for the space bar of my keyboard while blogging this particular entry. There is no right way or the wrong way to this `special` discussion by that old fart. Nor is there a correct way to blog.
There is only the natural way of dealing with any foreign material that does not follow the Divine Plan. And that`s by expelling those foreigners by the following illustrations: sneezing (as a volcano) or coughing (as an earthquake). The result is a cleansing effect. Of course, the mess always has to be cleaned up but none seems to care.
Oh but wait! There are people who do care for the planet! These same goons believe in global warming because these `scientists` said this fact is true (for them). If I am not smart enough, I would believe in these `gory` details, get on the bandwagon and do my best to stop these NATURAL earth changes.
By the way, the climate for the Bay Area has been rather cooler and pleasant; not hotter and uncomfortable! My system especially prefers these mild weather patterns, if you must know. I`ve told my `chatter` this data. He said he won`t forget. And the daytime naps with my bedroom wide open to the cool breezes have been wonderful ever since the `TBTB` have done me a favor and allowed my system the needed rest to get away from those annoying pods at work.,
I`m here and they are here with me as well. The way we each treat each other is indeed a golden rule to follow. For any one person may never know who the next `alien` entity may cross his or her path. Unbeknown to some people, I have already met some of these fine examples of `friends who come in peace` in person and online.
Then again, my high imagination and I would like to believe that everyone is `A Stranger in a Strange Land`, a fictional novel in 1961 by Robert A. Heinlein. This was my very first non-academic reading material right after high school. How`s that for a `thought`? I still have that copy too. I bid you all Grok!` (or `Thou Art God`!)
Author`s note: Maw bought this book; while the other two were about women in a romance novel and a myth.
Copyright © FVDF. All rights reserved.
20070713-Daily Thoughts
Woke up 05:30AM.
Blogged until 06:00AM.
Maw came up talking about Paw.
Upset and teary eyed again. Bitch!
Paw came upstairs.
Told him, ‘She’s talking about you!’
Then she got mad at me for forgetting stuff like leaving water boiling-cooking while going upstairs.
I yelled: LOSER! After telling her don’t want anything to do with you or people. I have other personal problems to deal with while opening the blinds.
On her way downstairs she notice the hamper full of my u-nironed cotton cloths inside. She yelled ‘You are a loser!’
I told her I’m pooping!
The electricity fickered off at 06:2AM.
I reversed the Benz in case the garage door does not open.
Then we left the house at 06:45AM.
We arrived at Beshoff on 07:00AM.
Was talking to a technician.
Was told to sit in waiting room.
Got coffee for Maw and me.
Parents talked to a mechanic named ‘Ray’.
Maw kept emphasizing good customer service here will spread good news. Yuck!
Ray told her that they get fired if one makes a mistake based on customer complaints.
Had coffee and talked about my issues about NWO. Saw white lady looking at me for being too loud. Tough!
Reg[i] the Italiano was our service manager, who hired the likes of ‘Ray’.
Asked for name, address, phone (home and cell) and my yahoo.com email.
Left his office around 07:35PM.
Drove all the way back to Capitol Expressway and to Capital Ave. and to church five minutes to 07:00AM.
Greeted the banana nut bread lady: Mercedes, who lost daughter to a murderer.
Went shopping at Home Depot until 11:10AM after McD. Breakfast. We ranted about the stupid girl about not being able to water or care for plants.
One big pot with cream background and pink flowers.
Two white smaller containers – 6”.
And One big plastic water plate for the money tree located on middle of kitchen table (as seen last night while dropping off grocery at turd’s house)
One small bonsai stand of five fake plastic looking lacquer painted dark bloody maroon.
Ate at hermes for lunch – eggplant omelet, fried tilapia (which is take out) and pinakbet of pork, orca, very crunchy green beans and free tinola soup that tasted of MSG.
Washed parakeet and dried cages.
Maw hollered again for fear of electrocution with water on orange outdoor extension cord still plugged into outlet. Grandma – take the bitch with you now!
She threw extension cord on slant of fence and I retrieved it, dried and re-plug and she still got mad for not meaning to use that at that time. Bitch should die now!
Picked up sunglasses at 01:30PM. Guy with island accent tightened sides of sunglasses. Look like a mafia now!
Came home to find she cooked umpalaya dish. Nice but still a bitch.
RE-potted commissary store palm tree plant into big pink flower pot.
Broomed dirt.
Fed birds.
Brought pinakbet inside.
Blogging 03:07PM.
‘napped’ until 04:15PM
Received phoncall from dealership to pickup car.
Parents were praying rosary
Told them to pickup then we went
Paw went home.
Maw and me went to osh – silver creek.
Looked around. bought two plastic red coaster holders for palm and pine plants.
Left message to Paw who called back with 25” for top and 5” for bottom.
Maw cried again on way home.
Trying to understand in old age.
Got mad at me for being blunt and harsh words.
D!# b!tch!
Went home and delivered to squirrel’s home.
Unloaded one five legged lacquered plant holder for money tree, two plastic plant coasters, jr helped me ‘re-plant’ two of the girl’s orchids into 6” white glazed plant holders.
Stayed 15 minutes because girl came home.
Was hot inside house!
Went home at ate dinner 07:15PM. But called fat ass at 07:00PM. Gave me tracking number with EExxxxxxxxxNG. (x’s are numbers). Almost finished pinakbet and umpalaya. But no more rice! TOP RAMEN! But fattening and taste is off.
Gave Maw chocolate ice cream vanilla. Handed Paw two bathroom trashcans. Then upstairs to blog 08:47PM.
09:08PM update:
Deep blue skies evening skies deep blue!
Warmer today no clouds. Some slight brown yucky horizon.
09:08PM: saw rolling white on bottom of sight going from left to right AND while peeing in the toilet. Remember sitting down to fast on toilet. Had to put on fresh shirt prior to peeing. Still won’t take a shower! Dirty girl!
07:33PM: Heard Paw whistling tune about ‘Don’t Cry for me Argentina’ the tune was in the middle of the song ‘ I promised I never left you’…
11:50PM: Got up fast after reading topic to get glass of water. Thought good keep everything together. The ‘hostile’ landings in two or three weeks are for those who pissed me off. Scowling at mirror and saw two rolling lights from inside to outside from each eye simultaneously. Have head and ear pressure. How are me doing?
Must be due to recent Larry King Live via CNN where six adult ‘males’ appeared on the show, including Buzz Aldrin astronaut and Former AZ governor who was 1997 Lights Over Phoenix as now UFO.
Trail mix
A Chem-Buster
Sylphs fix
To pound
Copper Earth-Pipes
In ground
Orgone
Holy-Hand-G.
New dawn
Succor
A Power-Punch
Sucker
Focus
A Power-Wand
Nonplus
Wrapping
Mobius-coil
Zapping
Hounded
Tower-Busters
Grounded!
Gifting
Team-Orgonite
Shifting
Author’s note: Eight samples of Musette poems of three stanza in 2-4-2 form with end rhymes for the first and third lines.
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
My memories of the recent pasts are fading with each heart beat and every breath: I cannot remember what I ate for dinner last night. My mind floats with each second and every blink: Tonight, I almost hit an oncoming car to my right due my eyeglasses and jet black hair (of EMO-like, Japanese reversed permanent) blocking the sight of the vehicle’s headlight. My conscious state of existing is defined by my current five senses, which are becoming more desensitized with each passing day.
Without all three aspects of current self, I am nothing. With nothing, I am dead. I am a living dead in this world. Yet I feel what is left of me remains alive through my published blogs. Also, a recent project of putting picture frames together (for later installation upon our bare walls painted titanium white color) of my childhood photographs with my family, friends and relatives leaves me wondering if I have truly experienced events from these pasts that I no longer are remembered.
I recognize the little girl as me in the photos that ‘Shiva-Paw’ has taken up through the times of graduating college. As I try to place myself into the shoes of this person that resembles me, I do not remember anything – no emotions, no thought processes or anything that seemed to matter to someone who continues to exist in the present for an unknown future. Without these visual aides, I must continue to dream of living life to the fullest, complete with the emptiness.
The experiences of days then as today are but memories meant to be forgotten. I’ve forgotten why I am born, here to this body, to my family and to this culture on this side of this world. I’ve forgotten why I bother with the struggle to understand myself and others. I’ve forgotten why I want to continue or need to pursue distractions that tend to bump other forms of memory out of my network of neurotransmitters to make room for other memories that may eventually be replaced or saved for later use.
My life is defined by remembering and being remembered. My death exists by those who do know remember me at all or wish me dead. Today, I have viewed my Blog Stats about ‘Top Posts’ and saw one of my blogs entitled with ‘Red Dot’. At first glance this reminds me of well-paid snipers hired to point their red lasers at the tika point of my third eye, which is located on the forehead and somewhere in between the eyebrows.
With my imagination running high, I would rather be released from this current life form and know happiness once from my photos and blogs than being alive with all the knowledge of how the operators continue to rule this world with their iron fists of fear through war, famine, pestilence and death. As glum as this may sound, I want to program my brain with hopes for a better future without the need to start all over from scratch.
My personal experiences of unknown forces at work and behind the scenes are supposed to be all good regardless of my opinions, although at least this is what I’ve read and been told many times. I’ve left some clues via my blogs for my would-be readers to figure out on their own. Those who know my very words of this particular blog and at this very instance are laughing because they are either already on the other side as good as dead or they have been there in the warmth of pure bliss and came back to tell us any good news. I hate knowing them as myself right now!
If you don’t see my blogs every day or at least every other day, you might as well remember me as ‘Fluffy’ like the nice cumulous clouds one would see floating above their heads in the deep blue skies and on a nice summer day with cool breezes dancing among the tree top limbs and as ‘Flynn’ like the red-hair tendrils of the sun’s rays flying downward to warm the soil of Mother Earth and upon the bones of those whose memory tells stories of how they once lived.
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
from MOTHER KATE ROSS kate_ross_50@yahoo.com
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date Jul 12, 2007 12:32 PM
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HELLO DEAR,
GREETINGS IN THE NAME OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST. I AM MRS KATE ROSS,A WIDOW TO LATE DAVID ROSS I AM 55 YEARS OLD, I AM NOW A NEW CHRISTAIN CONVERT, SUFFERING FROM LONG TIME CANCER OF THE BREAST, FROM ALL INDICATION MY CONDITIONS IS REALLY DETERIORATING AND IT IS QUITE OBVIOUS THAT I WON’T LIVE MORE THAN 2 MONTHS, ACCORDING TO MY DOCTORS, THIS IS BECAUSE THE CANCER STAGE HAS GOTTEN TO A VERY BAD STAGE. MY LATE HUSBAND KILLED DURING THE U.S. RAID AGAINST TERRORISM IN AFGHANISTAN, AND DURING THE PERIOD OF OUR MARRIAGE WE COULD’NT PRODUCE ANY CHILD.
MY LATE HUSBAND WAS VERY WEALTHY AND AFTER HIS DEATH, I INHERITED ALL HIS BUSINESS AND EALTH. THE DOCTORS HAS ADVISED ME THAT I MAY NOT LIVE FOR MORE THAN 2 MONTHS, SO I NOW DECIDED TO DEVIDE THE PART OF THIS WEALTH, TO CONTRIBUTE TO THE DEVELOPMENT OF THE CHURCH IN AFRICA, AMERICA ASIA, AND EUROPE. I SELECTED YOU AFTER VISITING THE WEBSITE AND I PRAYED OVER IT.
I AM WILLING TO DONATE T HE SUM OF $10,000.000.00U.USD (TEN MILLION UNITED STATES DOLLARS) TO THE LESS PRIVILEGED. PLEASE I WANT YOU TO NOTE THAT FUND IS LYING IN A SECURITY COMPANY AND UPON MY INSTRUCTION, MY ATTORNY WILL FILE IN AN APPLICATION FOR YOU FOR THE TRANSFER OF THE MONEY IN YOUR NAME.
LASTLY, I HONESTLY PRAY THAT THIS MONEY WHEN TRANSFERRED WILL BE SURE FOR THE SAID PURPOSE, BECAUSE I HAVE COME TO FIND OUT THAT WEALTH ACQUISITION WITHOUT CHRIST IS VANITY.
MAY THE GRACE OF OUR LORD JESUS THE LOVE OF GOD AND THE SWEET FELLOWSHIP OF GOD BE WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY.
I AWAIT URGENT REPLY.
YOURS IN CHRIST.
MOTHER KATE ROSS
Cloudy and gray and very cool yesterday.
In the evening I saw long clouds.
But today was some light blue skies with light fluffy clouds.
In the morning I saw long whale clouds of purple towards Mt. Hamilton Hills.
Didn’t attend stupid morning mass.
Took breakfast and did dishes
Maw said her wedding band slipped from her finger and into the garbage disposal.
I took pictures if her very oval mis-shapened band. It had nicks but the inside engraving is intact.
Went to valley fair. But made a u-turn.
Decided to eat in goldilocks in hopes of going to san Francisco, ca to get Rolex repair and maintenance.
We went home and tried to google the directions and nearest bart station to Post St.
Then I went downstairs to call the 415 number to find that S.F. place was on vacation until 07/23.
Did more blogging for three hours until 05:00PM.
Went downstairs to finish the frame with more photos.
I had to stop and eat dinner.
Dinner and dancing was done from 08:00PM to 09:00PM when Turd called.
We did our routine and Maw went upstairs to rant at my poor hair drying service. Bitch!
She should […] from my wishful thinking.
You’re burning my skin! Turn the hair backward. It’s going up!