warzone readiness

I'm up at 1:30 a.m. I kept popping awake after short dream bursts and didn't want to get up and kept sliding back asleep, dreamed another, immediately woke up again and decided there is too many coming, I can't remember all this later. They are all coding dreams, probably things other people see all the time but I never have. I was shown these things, have never run into or seen them before personally.

In one dream I was shown that directive on/off switch codes were embedded in the root system. This meant that every line that had a command could be manipulated by updating the root, which wasn't available to the user of whatever product. The switch was default, but the user could use a button type area to switch on or off, thinking they had control over something, but in reality, this was embedded as part of the root system, so it could be manipulated back to default without user knowing or consent. IF this is true, then I can understand why my facebook privacy settings were being bumped back to a public default every time they did an update through the years, which was maddening for me. I'm not saying that as fact, just it would make sense.

In another dream I was shown how a 'mirror' was built into the coding of whatever by a sort of string command, like a long string of gobbledygook that literally embedded a 'sentence' of actions mimicking the rest of the coding translated into a different kind of coding language. It was like a sort of editor worm that would/could incorporate structure change into itself as a sort of keycode, kind of like a path command relay to offsite copy or something. It was hard to understand, but the word 'mirror' popping into my head was easy to grasp, so that dream was very short and fast.

There were two more but they've already started fading as I'm writing and waking up more.

Oh yeah. One of the dreams was a bit horrific, more like an experience dream as a user instead of a coder. I was working on a cool project where I could sort of self host a number of videos to use across a number of content hosts, but there was a horrible flaw. If I wanted to delete just one of the vids, all I had to do was click a box, but the problem was that once I had that editor open and a drop down list of delete options, clicking one box would set off clicking all of them, so I'd have to click the 'deleteall' box to take all the checks back off so I could click just one. The horrible flaw was that the coding was duplicated in the wrong place, and attempting to do anything to fix that auto 'all' check would also close the editor, finalizing the last click into a save. I didn't realize that and lost over 1000 videos because the editor closed before I could make all the little boxes unclick. There was no failsafe for 'do you really want to delete'. I think that was as close I've ever come to literally breaking out into a cold sweat from a dream than any other actual nightmare I've ever had. In the dream I lost years of work with no kind of backup. I have no idea what kind of host site it was, I'd never seen anything like that. I'm not sure what the point of that dream was except maybe it was a few years ago before everything was backed up into redundancy servers in the event of litigation or whatever. Like I found a way (in real life) to see that old youtube vids I deleted are actually still there, I just have no more access to hack them back out since I deleted. I suspect facebook is like that, too, every activity is logged and nothing is actually ever deleted, it just looks deleted to the user or to the public. I suspect it's all still there nowadays whether you want it there or not, and I don't think this is knowledge that anyone is supposed to have outside of the command structure developers.

One more dream. I'm trying to remember it. It was another code thing that I was shown. I see html all the time in editors, I know how to surf source codes and plugins, but the stuff I was shown tonight was nothing like any of that. This was kind of like source code stuff, but way more than that even because it was admin access only kind of coding. It was like opening up the code and being able to change it without an editor in the way, no user friendly webkit, as it were. Since I'm not a raw coder, this stuff is 'Greek to me' level of what some people call downloads nowadays. I've made a couple jokes in other places about downloads in our sleep, but these dreams were more like someone literally showing me something and waking me up to remember it, over and over. That one is still eluding me. I might leave the laptop on and just go back to bed, and if I pop awake again I won't lose the extra time booting up. Dream fade leeches out around 5 minutes after waking for me, and I've learned through the years that the only way I can remember is by anchoring key words as fast as possible on paper or on a blog before it fades so I can trigger the entire dream back into a memory, but that doesn't always work, either. I have to write extremely fast while it's fresh, and once it's gone it could take hours, days, even years for it to pop back into a conscious memory format. I've tried keeping dream diaries, but it's so disruptive that I'd need my own bedroom or poor Scott would be jerked awake constantly. I have to write as immediately as possible. Tonight was unlucky because he woke up the same time I did and actually got up mumbling, which was distracting and slowed me down booting up, and any talking at all usually messes up my recall. I'm surprised I got those other three out at all. I wish I had more detail, but it was fading too quickly. If I'd been fast enough, I'd have been able to write the actual coding on a couple of them before they faded. Before I was married and for a few years on the couch from severe sleep disorder, I literally slept with spirals beside me or even in my arms, but I just can't keep that up any more.

Welp, not coming back to me. It's been nearly 45 minutes since I booted up. I'm going back to bed.

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It's about 8 a.m. now. Scott got me up early so we could go vote, then dropped me back off on his way to work. I'm currently dealing with a mild taper headache. I have kept my nervous system muffled for so long again, years, and now my body is adapting back to less and less hindered live feedback looping brain to body and back. I'm hoping this is the last withdraw I ever have to go through after a lifetime of low dose addictions from before I was born. This brain has been very hard to live in, but I revel in challenges, don't I? I came here to run it.

Lots of info about this vid is in the description at youtube. This one was loaded in 2014, but there are earlier versions from years before. I discovered this has also been going through adaptation all over the world and have started compiling a playlist. 

I'll be working on integrating playlists updates into my blogs today. This next playlist is my latest compilation, if you are interested in what is actually going on with the Plan. There was a recent addition last week on Covid, skip straight to that one if you really want to know what the crap is going on.

That other dream never did come back to me. It as a lot like the first one I wrote, but a very different command agenda.

I noticed that Amazon assests have been seized. I have a feeling we're about to watch a falling dominos scenario play out with monopoly corporations falling metaphorically the same way the World Trade Center towers fell, not with violence, but with the kind of greed catching up that puts a whole lot of people into prison. Stock up, guys. Three more months of world purge is at the doorstep. Brace for impact.

the gold virus hoax playing out

My cool mugs arrived! 😃

Remember, I was talking about the gold virus way back in April. You cannot understand why we are where we are now without understanding corona.

And I've been looking into what this has to do with the black cube of Saturn for months.

Hi to United Arab Emirates, btw. No idea what that was the other day, but I certainly feel vetted for whatever. Before that was a crazy weird Netherlands IP super masked in multiple directions under Google server, so... thought I was in trubba for a hot minute.

I've about decided the stuff going down across medias is part of a controlled opposition effort designed to get the populace to wake tf up. The big accounts that poofed didn't really stay gone long, and some of the lesser but more hard core weren't dented, which was very surprising if content was the reason for poofness.

I'm seeing indication that 'ownerships' are in name only. That biggies are on board for their lives, that purging is in final stages, that those coasting on 'someone better fix this' are the ones holding us back, dragging their feet.

We are ALL fixing this. Even those of us with minimal ability to literally engage are finding ways to engage and make a difference. It's the people keeping themselves blinded with shutting off information, staying plugged into booze and distraction like gaming and TV, disowning friends and family for thinking outside boxes that are making this so hard.

The dirt on the 'heroes' around us is very real, and wearing masks like subjugated robots is killing people. It's time to figure this out with your own brain cells. If you won't even peek out of your mind blinds, you are the ones holding yourselves prisoner.

To those of us who are free, you look ridiculous.

Are you ready to find out what's really going on? Pay attention. 👇

vaca

I took that pic in 2008 before Ike ripped through, that damage is from a previous hurricane. I think all my other gulf beach pix are on the old laptop that I can't even boot up anymore. I'm sure some are on blogs somewhere, maybe in the old private ones.

Oh, here we go, found a few, lemme see if I can paste this over from March 5, 2008. Sorry but the thumbnails don't click to bigger any more, links were broken when photobucket updated something.

I got to see my favorite sploit in the whole world after 6 months of nonseeing, which was pretty cool.  They had raised an orphaned mourning dove from chickhood, and I got to see it fly around the house.

 

    

 

Now I shall torture you with an excessive amount of ocean and pink feldspar pictures, part of my obsessive nature.  My original pink feldspar post was on April 22, 2007, in case you feel compelled to check it out.  Basically just said it was my fave stone, that I think it looks awesomely cool in high class buildings, and I posted a few pictures I found on the internet.

 

So anyway, our first view from the sea wall.  Yes, that is a solid wall of fog.

    

I can't help it, I have to take ocean pics.  I guess it's because I'm landlocked and never see it.

   
  

Sea chickens...   

      

 

Here's where you start seeing the granite.  Scott walked out to the end of a rock wall built out into the ocean and got these pictures.  The long building on that pier, we found out later, is a super long skinny lounge.    You'll see it in several pictures.  I thought the last picture in this group was fantastic, Scott really caught that wave.

          I waited on a big rock while he walked out there.  I was getting tired and easily get vertigo, so it seemed like a bad idea for me to walk all the way out there and risk a broken ankle.  But I sat there reveling in all the pink feldspar around me, and when he brought the camera back, I took these pictures.  I got my shoes in there for reference.  Parts of some rocks were almost solid pink, and other parts glowed in what light made it through the fog.   

   

    

I honestly couldn't see how orangy-pink that looked until I got off it.

  

 

And this bit is later in the year after watching Ike on the weather channel take out my daughter's planned wedding on the beach, written on Sept 18, 2008.

As for the wedding...  The minister they already paid seems to be stranded on Galveston with no power or running water, and who knows if he even still has an office, so they went to a Justice of the Peace.  Without any explanation, they were shooed out of the office and the door was firmly locked in their faces.  I told her that the Houston offices are probably so overwhelmed by all the damage that they just can't do anything else right now.  So what do you do?  They still have another week off together, which may not happen again for another year, so Scott got on the phone and told her they oughta run off to San Antonio (Ike didn't go that way) and get married and have fun.  Go see Sea World or the Alamo or something.  We sent them some money several days before Ike hit, but it doesn't look like their post office is up and running yet, so we don't know if the card is sitting at the post office or blew away somewhere.  We're thinking we might put a stop payment on the check and just transfer the money to Sploit's local account, and she can write a check to put into their joint account there.

 

I can't even imagine being more involved with Ike than this.  There are thousands of people whose homes are simply just gone now, and thousands more not being allowed back to their homes yet, and the beach will NEVER be the same.  We were there just 6 months ago and got pictures and video, and I'm so glad we did, because it'll be years before they've got that fixed up pretty again.  We were planning on going back next February to hang out in one of the big pretty hotels on the ocean front, but that whole area was devastated.  Scott is just sick about it, he really fell in love with Galveston.

 

So I'll end this with a link back to the pictures and videos of the beach at Galveston along Seawall Blvd.  Adieu, with a broken heart.  Because this whole blog is named after the granite making up the seawall there, as per the picture at the top of this page.  (Don't worry, this blog will stay.)  Pink granite is my fave rock ever, as per this post I made.  3-5-08 Galveston seawall  And Galveston is where Sploit saw the ocean for the first time in her life, and got her feet wet, which you can see in that post, along with more pink feldspar info.  Just watching that video now gets me misty.

 

And I guess the Galveston Island Webcams are gone.  Some of the buildings made it, but what you see here is mostly all gone now.  Check out the dates at the tops of the pictures.  Those are the last pictures those live webcams took before the island was evacuated and Ike took them out.  I put these in time order, and they are from all over the island, so you can get a sense of how this thing hit.  You get natural ocean fog there, and the first pic is early morning, so it's still ok, but notice near the bottom of the first pic that there is an intact fence and trees.  ALL that is gone and under water now.

 

 

 

 

It will be years before it gets this pretty again.

 

 

The ocean is coming up onto the street here.  You can't tell there was even a beach out there.  You can't even tell there is a sea wall.

   

All this got wiped out.  It's gone.

 

 

 

 

You can tell the surf is way up, it's breaching the sea wall, which is at least 15 feet high here.  There ~was~ a nice beach out there.

 

 

 

 

They normally show this part of the beach for tourists.  What beach?!?  The waves are usually further back.

 

 

 

 

I'm pretty sure this is all gone.

 

 

 

 

And this is the very last picture during the hurricane before they lost power.

 

After I pasted all that I remembered I had more pix in photobucket. 😂 

Me and the old man. He looked great, I was puny af that year.

I guess that's it for this year's vacation, a few old pix, lol. In 4 days we'll have been married 27 years.

When I made this vid a few years later, no one knew I put my face on the character that looked like Stanley Tweedle from The Beach episode. 😄