Thursday, May 29, 2014

Yellow Radish / Raw Ideas for a Story

Chub Cartwright’s Spirit Guide : Yellow Radish

Why was I chosen?

Why did Yellow Radish pick me?

Chub is building a Flying Saucer in his backyard.


Principle Characters

Chub Cartwright
Khaki Wormburrow
Impurity ( Papaya ) Doggeral
Incestia Fuchsia


When Chub was only 4 years old; It was apparent that he had a precocious talent for drawing, and mechanical drawing at that. His parents; Edith & Whitecollar began with early hopes of Chub becoming a famous Architect or Engineer, and although they bought him stacks of technical journals & expensive drawing tools, It was soon clear that Chub was only interested in drawing one thing. Flying Saucers, or more accurately; One Specific Flying Saucer.

Whitecollar Cartwright took his son to expensive psychologists and was gently told that Chub was probably Autistic, and would require life long supervision, as he would never emotionally or intellectually develop beyound that of a 6 year old.

The Cartwright’s didn’t believe this; As Chub seemed to be relatively normal other than his preoccupation with The Flying Saucer that he drew nearly constantly.

When he got to be 8; He suddenly stopped drawing The Flying Saucer and became an obsessive bookworm, reading mostly chemistry & physics texts. At least once a week, he would ride his bike to any one of The local universities or community Colleges, corner a physics professor and get them to explain some fine point regarding atomic theory, quantum structures or well established dogmas that he invariably rejected.

He became such a pest that several of The universities obtained court orders barring him from setting foot on their campus’. But this was largely unnecessary, as he soon tired of arguing with them anyways.

After a year or so of reading voraciously; He abruptly stopped and began doodling again.

When he started drawing again though, it wasn’t The Flying Saucer, But geometric looking graphs & what a lay viewer may have interpreted as algebraic equations. When his parents showed these papers to mathematicians & physicists though, they insisted that they were merely gibberish, and The School psychologist said that he was engaging in ‘Drawing Behaviour’; Which was quite different from actual drawing.

His parents were sure that these appraisals were mistaken, and refused to have him committed as everyone suggested that he should have been. The School District even went so far was to have Chub’s parents charged with Parental Neglect & Abuse, by forcing him to live at home & not in an institution where Chub could receive all The Medications that he obviously needed.

It was only after spending their live savings in legal fees were they able to fend off this attack. With what little money they had left; They moved to a small house in another town, changed their names to Peckeral & Magus Northtoes, And never mentioned Chub’s peculiar habits to anyone ever again.

Chub was able to remain Chub, as he refused to answer to any other name.

Magus; Chub’s mother. home schooled him The best she could, and despite Chub’s inability to learn any skills that might appeal to an employer; He won an Interstate Lottery for 238 million dollars which should have set him for life.

Chub gave 26 million to each of his parents and distributed most of The remainder to other relatives and 3 of his friends from his old neighborhood.

He kept only five hundred thousand for himself, which he converted into ten’s & twenty’s and hid all The bills in a series of shoeboxes that he hid in many different locations. Even his parents weren’t privy to where The shoeboxes were located.

He also was savvy enough to purchase a house of his own in a nice quiet neighborhood and arranged with The town’s council to pay for all his property taxes, electricity & Water for perpetuity in one lump sum payment which they readily agreed to. Apparently it was their belief that this amount, which was never disclosed, was quite excessive for The expected lifetime of Chub.

Then he started to build The Flying Saucer in his backyard.

He had chosen this house for two principle reasons;

One— The Backyard was sufficiently large enough to accommodate The Flying Saucer,

And Two— The lady that lived next door reminded him of A TV Character that he was especially fond of.

The lady next door; Horice Littlebats, turned out to be a very friendly woman that liked to bake cookies & pies, which she often shared with Chub. Everyone in The Neighborhood quickly came to understand that Chub was eccentric, in a harmless sort of way, and easily tolerated The Flying Saucer, even after The Initial Frame Work topped out over most of their houses. A local Television Crew came out to interview him about The Flying Saucer, but at that time; It looked quite ridiculous, and not at all like something that would even support its own weight, and all of The Answers that Chub gave The nice lady that interviewed him were completely incomprehensible to everyone there.

So that thereafter; No one showed too much interest in him or The Saucer.

Occasionally; Someone would drive through this town and hope to spot The Flying Saucer, but in The Summertime, The Thick Foliage hid it, And in The Bitter Winter months, The Snow kept everyone away.

It wasn’t until Chub made some friends with three girls that walked down his alley every day on their way to & from school that anyone really showed any substantial interest in Chub’s project.

That is where The Story Begins.

The Three Girls were:

Khaki Wormburrow
Impurity ( Papaya ) Doggeral
Incestia Fuchsia

They brought a pizza & A box of Diet Cokes over one sunny friday afternoon, On a day that Chub happened to be taking ‘off’ and was laying on The Grass beside The Saucer. A few flies were crawling on his bare back and this tiny amount of contact with other living beings seemed to be just The right amount to sustain his psychological equilibrium.

When Chub saw that The girls had brought a pizza, he immediately warmed to them, and was also delighted that when they asked questions about The Flying Saucer, they asked intelligent followup questions which strongly suggested that they were attentively & thoughtfully listening to his expositions.

No one had ever ‘really’ shown any interest in The Project before.


That morning, Chub had been painting over The (x Section with a Paint that Catalytically Hardened into a Material substantially Stronger than Diamond. This was Interlaced with Another ‘Paint’ that Foamed up when drying, forming a QuaziCyrstaline lattice that was also substantially stronger than any material known to mankind.

When Impurity Doggeral, Whom most everyone called; Papaya, asked where he’d gotten these paints from; Chub said that he’d created them himself, although The Formulas came to him in waking dreams that ‘Yellow Radish’ had transmitted to him.

This was The First Day, The first time; That he had ever mentioned Yellow Radish to anyone. That was how comfortable he felt around these girls. He went on to explain that The Name; Yellow Radish was probably not The Actual Name of Yellow Radish, but that’s what it ’Sounded’ like, although; He’d never really heard The Name either.

The Waking Dreams were very odd; As if he were perceiving them with Senses that his Body wasn’t equipped with. He would see & hear & feel things in these waking dreams, but The Colors were outside The Colors he could see with his Eyes, The Sounds were unlike anything he could hear with his Ears and he felt things that only his Soul could Touch.

The Girls nodded, taking this all in, and actually seemed to empathize with what he was saying. This was so uncharacteristic of all of Chub’s prior experiences with people that he began to suspect that there was something very odd about these girls and frankly told them so.

‘Oh yes; Everyone thinks we’re odd.’ blurted Incestia.

The other girls nodded knowingly.

‘You’re The Only person that I’ve ever met that didn’t seem completely crazy.’ Added Khaki.

‘What about me?’ Shot Papaya.

‘Without Saying; You Two as well!’

‘Hehm.’ sighed Papaya.

Chub went on to Explain how he made The Paints and some other structural innovations as well. He even showed them The Horn of Plenty which wasn’t working yet. When I get it operational; It will make everything else that I need all by itself, but it’s slow going.

I have to build The Formation Grid on The Atomic Scale, And that required that I incrementally created 18 levels of progressively smaller tools, Each one was used to make The Next Smaller Level. I’ll need 6 more levels before I can begin to assemble The First Plate; And once that’s fully functional; It should all go pretty quickly after that.

‘So how much longer will it all take?’ asked Khaki.

‘At least 3 more years.’

‘And you’ve already been at it for 6 years.’ said Papaya.

‘And then what?’ Asked Incestia.

‘And then?’ mused Chub.

‘I don’t know. I suppose I’ll fly it off somewheres, but Yellow Radish hasn’t suggested at all why I’m building it. And curiously; I have not been particularly curious.’

‘Well; that’s not entirely reasonable.’ Interjected Khaki.

‘How can you not wonder what this is for? Who is Yellow Radish and Why did S’he (it pick you to for this?’

‘OhKay; I have wondered a little. And I did mention to a Psychologist when i was 9 that someone was showing me The Flying Saucer that I was Drawing back then. And he said; ‘Who is Showing You?’ and I tried to explain how The Images came to me, and Dr. Greenleaves made it clear that he thought that I was possessed by a Daemon.’

‘And did he arrange to have you Exorcised?’ Asked Incestia.

‘No; I refused to see him anymore and I never mentioned where The Images were coming from. After that; I just let The Process come through me without giving it anymore thought. It was so incredible to See & Experience what Yellow Radish was showing me, I thought that if i began to Question it; It would stop, And i most definitely didn’t want it to stop.’

‘Well; It’s probably an Alien, And you just happened to have The Same Brain Frequency that S’he(it does.’ Suggested Khaki.

‘Or maybe Chub is A Reincarnated Alien and his visions are Memories from when he was A Completely Different kind of Being.’ Added Papaya.

‘Maybe it’s an Evil Alien, and his isn’t a Flying Saucer, But a Doomsday Device that Will Destroy The Earth!’ Screamed Incestia.

‘We’ll just have to wait and see.’ Concluded Chub.

‘Aren’t you worried, At least a little bit?’ Asked Incestia.

‘I can’t explain my confidence that this is going to be all right, and I can’t even begin to suggest how Important this all is; But I’m absolutely sure that things are being taken care of to complete this project beyound my backyard.’

‘What do mean by that?’ Asked Incestia.

‘Things have happened; Very unlikely coincidences & such that have forced me to conclude that I am only a small part of A Larger Scheme. If any of The Other members of This Project have doubts, The World will either be destroyed or Saved by Action or Inaction.’

‘We’ll just have to wait and see.’ sighed Incestia.

When The Girls left later that first afternoon, each was sure that they’d become part of this Greater Scheme.

And they were.

Friday, May 23, 2014

A Very Mischievous Terror Attack Plan

Tuesday, May 20, 2014 7:46:48 PM

A Very Mischievous Terror Attack Plan

The Purpose ( Which everyone seems to have forgotten ! ) of Any Good Terrorist Attack; is to Change The Orthodoxy ( Status Quo ) So that they will Do The Right Thing.

Orthodoxies almost never want to do The Right Thing.

Especially if they have some momentum behind them.

People hate to change.

Everyone hates to change.

Even The people that want to change everything, hate to change in any way that is Not The way they want to change.

People & Policies will only change if they are under irresistible duress or are very cleverly tricked into changing, by making them believe that The change is Not a change, that The old ways were The changes that they want to avoid ( ! )

Which happens all The time by means of a Pervasive Mogul Media Network whose Agenda is Very Mysterious. ( Where are they Taking us ? )

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i often reflect on how very curious it is that many of The Public Policies, Public Opinions, Laws & such that we ‘Now’ consider ‘Obviously Right’ & ‘Just’ were Adopted in The Very Recent Past.

After something like 25,000 ( ± ) years of Civilization, which also seems like a very short time, ( or The Use of Electricity being adopted within The Lifetimes of our Eldest Citizens ! ) — Civilization is still tepidly picking at ‘What is Right’.

The Laws of Today are Not Nearly as Silly as many of The Laws in Code of Hammurabi, They are now; Just as Silly ( ! )

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So Anyways;

This Terrorist Attack, which would probably have to be replayed several times, in several different venues, before it finally achieved The Desired Effect, Which would be to Very Radically Change The World’s Judicial Regulators ( e.g.; The USA’s Law Enforcement Agencies ) to A More ‘Thoughtful’ Police Response, That is Less ‘Reactionary’, Or to A Less ‘Fearful’ Response to Crime; Violent Crime, Other Acts of Terrorism, Foreign Policies or An Overt Visitation/Contact by Aliens from The Stars.

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It might also be initially noted that The Number of Cases in which Police Officers use UnWarranted Force against ‘Civilians’ is Grossly & Methodically UnderReported by The Main Stream Media.

But This is Not The Principle Motivation of This Project;

The Principle Motivation is to Cause our Entire Society to become more ‘Reflective’ & More Respectful of Human, Animal & Plant Life; e.g.; The Miracle of Life, & Adopt a More ‘Conscious’ Attitude towards ‘Being Human’.

Step One :

Kidnap a bunch of Innocent Victims ( Sacrifices for The Cause ); Young Children, Clerical Workers, Relatives of The Police, Off Duty Police Officers, Or Whatever.

Step Two :

Obtain a House.

Step Three :

Gag all The Victims & Tie them up against The Walls of The House, or hang them from The Ceilings in a Benign Way, such as tying their hands together & suspending them from hooks, without harming them in any way.

Step Four :

Lure The Police ( SWAT Team ) To The House with some pretense.

Step Five :

Use Robots to shoot at The Police in such a manner that None of The Police are Harmed in any way ( Think : Terminator II, The Scene at Laboratory where The T-500 Body Parts are being kept ).

Consequence :

The Police shoot up The house, killing all of The Innocent Victims.

Repeat until Public Opinion finally adopts a position that The Police should never fire their guns unless they know exactly what they’re shooting at, & are fully capable/qualified/able to hit what they intend to. Even if this means taking on a very, very timid policy of ever shooting their weapons.

Perhaps even taking of a ‘No Violence’ Policy.

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For many, many years, after The popular adoption of guns throughout Western Civilization, The British Bobbies ( Street Officers in Great Britain ) did Not Carry Guns. The thinking was; that such a policy would merely encourage The Criminals to Exhibit a Position of Parity with The Police.

i’ve often wondered; If The Police are shooting at you, do you have The Right to Defend Yourself ? Even if you’ve just committed some Criminal Act, & Maybe you were The One that shot first, Once Bullets start Flying, Are you Legally Obligated to allow The Police to Shoot you ?

It seems to me that a much Crazier ( Morally Superior ) Position would be that if you were a criminal & you shot first at The Police to keep them from chasing you. The police would then take a more circumspect approach to your apprehension, always placing a great value on your ( criminal ) safety until you were satisfactorily ‘contained’. This may mean that The Police would be in Greater Jeopardy, as well as ‘Innocent Civilians’, But once this Policy was widely adopted; The Criminals would have less ‘Motivation’ to use force while ‘Playing The Cat & Mouse Game’. ( ? )

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Why would this be desirable ?

Why Not just continue on with our current policies of showing no respect for anyone or anything, except yourself or The Status Quo, or The Corporate Check Writers.

Maybe it boils down to a ‘Perspective’ of ‘What is Human’.

Another of my Bête Noires is when Political Ideologists or Philosophers contrive to ‘Redefine’ ‘Science’ to fit their own Agendas or Doctrines.

Isn’t that what i’m doing now !!! ?

Aren’t i trying to convince you that ’True Human Nature’ is more Gentle, Fair, Respectful or Cognizant of The Miracle of Life than we as A Technological Civilization is Expressing our Societal Values.



i am genuinely very curious as to what True Human Nature is ?

It is so easily ‘Masked’ by Cultural Whims & The Madness of Kings, that it is difficult to know what are True Nature is ?

But as A First Step; You might look around you & see what your UnContrived Nature is. What is The UnContrived Nature of your Neighbors, of your Relatives ?

Yes; They sometimes act like Lunatics, But most of The Time, Most People just want to get along. They enjoy sitting & doing nothing, playing with sticks, telling tall stories & wasting their time.

They are Not usually concerned with fighting or making war, or causing mischief. These things are Symptoms of The Stress of living within an Artificial Civilization Construct.

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What would a Post Terrorist Civilization be like ?

( This Assumes that The Terrorists have finally Won & that all of their Reasonable Demands have been superimposed on a Reluctant Corporate Hierarchy whose Underlying Agenda has always been deeply mysterious. )

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i don’t want to get all ‘Socialist’ or Communistic here, but i’ve always found it very interesting that American Social Enculturation Programs, Taught in The Ubiquitous & Monopolistic Public Educational Systems, has always coached us that Jesus Christ was a Capitalist.

And Not a Modern Capitalist. No. A 19th Century Capitalist.

The Heathens; The Communists ( in some Idealistic Form ) were The Very Anti-Thesis of Christ’s Teachings, which advocated Universal Health Care, Sharing of Resources & providing Everyone with a Modest Habitat.

Why Communism usually went astray ( USSR & China / Not most European Countries ) was that their Central Governments had no Respect for The Everyman, They wanted to MicroManage everything. Which Never works.

The One Really Great Lesson that Adam Smith taught us; Was That of The Invisible Hand of Capitalism. It is Truly a Magical Phenomena. It is Manifest Chaos Theory. It is The Invisible Shepherding by Angels. ( ? )

When True Human Behaviour is allowed to Run its course, Then everything is Taken Care of. ( ? ) ( Within Constraints ( ? ) !!! )

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Since this is my Terrorist Campaign;

i would advocate getting rid of The Big Cities, & Put everyone back in Small Villages, Reduce The World Population to 500 Million through a Passive system of Womyn’s Liberation, Birth Control Agents in Common Food Items & Encouraging People to marry same sex partners or Robots.

Wild Animals would Roam everywhere, & be kept at bay by making their own habitats more appealing.

Eliminate all The Taboos. ( Including ( foremost ) The Wearing of Pants )

All The Mechanizations of War would be Turned to Reforesting The Deserts, Providing Fresh Water to The Villages, Building Spaceships to The Stars ( If The Aliens will let us ( ? ) ) — Or Converting The Entire Earth to a Spaceship which will be able to survive any future Cosmological Catastrophe.

And to Always; Let everyone waste as much time as they want to, as Jehovah originally wanted us to in The Garden of Eden.

Bête Noire # 8,928,362,837,002,821

Tuesday, May 20, 2014 7:46:18 PM

Bête Noire  # 8,928,362,837,002,821

Cardiac Resuscitation on TV / Sometimes called; Artificial Resuscitation.

It is very curious that we are now being taught that The Breaths are No longer necessary, & furthermore, that successfully administering Cardiac Resuscitation to a person that has collapsed at The Supermarket or Rock Concert, is Almost Never Occurs. Under The Most Ideal circumstances; which would be if you just happened to be standing right next to The person as they fell, & you recognized that their heart as stopped immediately; The Chances of Reviving them is still very low.

But aside from that:

What Irks me is that when this is shown on TV or in The Movies, it is Exhibited ( as a Tutorial ) So Incorrectly that it’s Essentially showing The Viewer how to murder someone.

Even in Hospital Programs; It is so clear that The Administrator The Procedure is Not At All Pressing down on The Victims Chest as to be Laughable !

When administered Properly; There should be a reasonable chance of breaking The Victim’s Sternum ( The Butterfly Bone in The Middle of your Chest ).

It seems to me that it should be comparatively easy for these programs to replace The Actor with an Entirely Believable ‘Dummy’ for these Compression Scenes, Since you don’t want to actually administer these compressions on a healthy person !

Such an UnNecessary Procedure will probably Cause A Heart Attack !

Anyways. ( Sigh )

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Eye Worms ?

Tuesday, May 13, 2014 10:06:29 AM

More Weird Sensations

A day or two ago i had The most ( never before experienced ) curious optical artifact appear in my left Visual Field. It appeared in The lower left & upper left quadrants of my left eye, & took The form of a elongated amorphous shape with Undulating bands of Dark & Light.

These ( upper & lower ) forms persisted for about an hour or so, then spontaneously disappeared.

Later on that evening, i ‘noticed’ that they were gone, & then apparently prompted by The cue of wonderment, They both ( upper & lower forms ) Reappeared in my Right most Right Eye !!!

It has now been a few days, & they have Not reoccurred.

But it just occurred to me that it was as if something, like a tiny worm or ( ? ) was crawling through my brain, which would explain why this phenomena occurred in one eye, then The other.

At other times, when The worm is crawling through non-visual areas, it causes other sensory or cognitive illusions & distortions, which i frequently note. 

( ? )

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Monday, May 05, 2014

i predicted this ( second correct prognostication ! )

In my 2014 Predictions ( Created in Early 2014 ) i predicted that a pod of blue whales ( which seemed unheard of to me at the time ) would be beached 'somewhere'.

This ( news article ) only pertains to one blue whale, so i'm giving myself 80% on it.

Thursday, May 01, 2014

i predicted this is early 2012 !

In early 2012, I included in my annual list of predictions that the door knob would have to be redesigned because people are getting stupider and stupider. ( or something like that )

This story is dated : Late 2013

Vancouver BC outlaws the Doorknob ( ? )

The Dorodango Project in pdf form !

A solution the problem of the Homeless or Another Get Rich ( not so very ) Quick Scheme.