Saturday, August 17, 2019
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Breaking free, walking away...
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Breaking free, walking away...: I have never liked commercials, telemarketers, computer interruptions of my viewing, door knocking salespeople and strangers out to kill ...
Breaking free, walking away...
I have never liked commercials, telemarketers, computer interruptions of my viewing, door knocking salespeople and strangers out to kill me and loot my piles of stuff... but current culture demands participation and my attention or they will send someone to find out how I am. Do they really care? Probably not - but someone will try to call or thump on their side of my viewing of my activity. If I am blogging, like now, I would be likely to just never return if I had some popup ad.
Break free, it is a bit of a chore for some things. I have lots to think about, current books being read, memories to be recalled and taken care of, and a mind that always wants fed. Give me more of what I am searching for... so I was doing the 100 years War and wanted some diagrams beyond what was offered in my book, and I searched and found the book I remembered - not at hand. Things move, are still here but behind some pile of things not disturbed for years, and I do mean years, and I could be mistaken.
I do become convinced that I must start liquidating my stuff, throw away, give away and gift the really good stuff. Too much, too much. I also want to redo the Computer Cave, anyone know why I have three computers there? Well, if you do you are smarter than I am. I likely have all I need, just more than I realize or am prepared to handle.
Break free, it is a bit of a chore for some things. I have lots to think about, current books being read, memories to be recalled and taken care of, and a mind that always wants fed. Give me more of what I am searching for... so I was doing the 100 years War and wanted some diagrams beyond what was offered in my book, and I searched and found the book I remembered - not at hand. Things move, are still here but behind some pile of things not disturbed for years, and I do mean years, and I could be mistaken.
I do become convinced that I must start liquidating my stuff, throw away, give away and gift the really good stuff. Too much, too much. I also want to redo the Computer Cave, anyone know why I have three computers there? Well, if you do you are smarter than I am. I likely have all I need, just more than I realize or am prepared to handle.
Saturday, August 10, 2019
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: So you are old and afraid.. why me, LORD?
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: So you are old and afraid.. why me, LORD?: Came back from a success, looked at Face Book feed and left a note that I was going to flee. I am reading Northwest Passage, and would rat...
So you are old and afraid.. why me, LORD?
Came back from a success, looked at Face Book feed and left a note that I was going to flee. I am reading Northwest Passage, and would rather dwell with Rogers and his rangers coming back from wiping out a hostile French Indian camp then look at the silly stuff on FB. But can't stay reading forever I have stuff to get done, and if I don't move it won't get done and the less I do the more certain I can't handle anything on my own.. or government intervention.
Speaking of government intervention, I went to pick up my most recent purchase, no sales tax, but there was a SAR processing fee of $18. I have no idea how they decided that that fee was an improvement in all the good the government is doing for the folks. Being in Washington State I count it another example of an attempt to extract a little more blood but leave me alive for now. I am okay, I did enjoy the company of humans trying to please me and help me and do a fine job to put their needs in order. My wife isn't slowing down and I am not starting up the remainder of the day, unless she goes to walk on the treadmill. Then I will head for the garage and start straightening everything up. Too much stuff!!!!
I did have a couple interesting conversations about modern life. The clerk was telling me he didn't get his phone until 7th grade, I laughed. He said they get them younger now.... all soon to be part of the Borg. Real fears abound most aren't based on truth, as I teach rifle marksmanship I tell the shooters not to allow their mind to fuss their shot, don't allow your mind to change many things that don't count.... but like any temptation they will take their easy miss over a difficult hit.
Friday, August 9, 2019
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Are you programmed properly yet? Seriously, we are...
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Are you programmed properly yet? Seriously, we are...: It has been over a month since I broke free of the computer war game I was playing every day, no matter where or when. The designers, want...
Are you programmed properly yet? Seriously, we are being had by the borg...
It has been over a month since I broke free of the computer war game I was playing every day, no matter where or when. The designers, wanted a international game, multi-players and all time zones. Their goal was to make money, anyone's money was good. They had a good solid design and they monitor player activity, because if they don't the players go away and speak ill of their product. So now I have more money, time and am doing productive things.... it would have been fine if I needed to watch a screen while I healed. But I am getting healthier. Adventure, learning, combat, rewards and fame for advancing in levels and power in the game.
It does become addictive, and if you are impatient you can buy gold pieces and buy weapons, training and advancements. Getting your high much faster, but the crash is exactly the same - is that all there is? Flat - until the next struggle for success. Humans are wired that way. So after about two years of play, I said good-bye to my team and was out of there. I, my avatar is now a ghost city producing everything so that any attacker gets rewarded without bursting through my defences and troops. I still have gold that no one can touch, still have my armor and level. I would just have to play again and recover my former power and might. Not going to do that. I am free.
At the YMCA, I have used two different software programs to monitor my activity, one on my home computer, and one an app on my digital distraction device (electric tether telephone w/apps). I have been a compulsive note taker for years on mileage and repetitions, not that I had ever look back at the numbers, but if you graph them you can see what is changing and any thing that changes with effort. Not much except health changes without moving. I feel good enough to think I should put my motorcycle back on the road and go visiting... so I must be feeling very good. Don't worry, I haven't started the lawn mower up yet, that will be first.
As I sip my second cup of coffee, I hear that reverse mortgage might... whatever, they do want you to be chained by: debt, guilt, too many things and personal responsibility. Poor alternatives for love, conversation, simple games and gentle touching other lives. But they know you won't be had if you aren't on their lists - still answering a phone? No matter who calls? Did you think the Pope was calling? The President? The Queen?
Some fool programmer is putting together a code to determine if you are going to commit mass slaughter. It will be based on known data Age, Sex, and all your financial transactions, data drops and photos on the internet and every word written, and sung by you... Social status, family, friends and political activity. To survive you will have to adapt, innovate and overcome, or just disappear.
It does become addictive, and if you are impatient you can buy gold pieces and buy weapons, training and advancements. Getting your high much faster, but the crash is exactly the same - is that all there is? Flat - until the next struggle for success. Humans are wired that way. So after about two years of play, I said good-bye to my team and was out of there. I, my avatar is now a ghost city producing everything so that any attacker gets rewarded without bursting through my defences and troops. I still have gold that no one can touch, still have my armor and level. I would just have to play again and recover my former power and might. Not going to do that. I am free.
At the YMCA, I have used two different software programs to monitor my activity, one on my home computer, and one an app on my digital distraction device (electric tether telephone w/apps). I have been a compulsive note taker for years on mileage and repetitions, not that I had ever look back at the numbers, but if you graph them you can see what is changing and any thing that changes with effort. Not much except health changes without moving. I feel good enough to think I should put my motorcycle back on the road and go visiting... so I must be feeling very good. Don't worry, I haven't started the lawn mower up yet, that will be first.
As I sip my second cup of coffee, I hear that reverse mortgage might... whatever, they do want you to be chained by: debt, guilt, too many things and personal responsibility. Poor alternatives for love, conversation, simple games and gentle touching other lives. But they know you won't be had if you aren't on their lists - still answering a phone? No matter who calls? Did you think the Pope was calling? The President? The Queen?
Some fool programmer is putting together a code to determine if you are going to commit mass slaughter. It will be based on known data Age, Sex, and all your financial transactions, data drops and photos on the internet and every word written, and sung by you... Social status, family, friends and political activity. To survive you will have to adapt, innovate and overcome, or just disappear.
Wednesday, August 7, 2019
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Well start training as an EMT, cause the second Ci...
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Well start training as an EMT, cause the second Ci...: Too much hate, no compromises, the ruling elite are sure the laws don't apply to them, that they can't be punished. And none of it...
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