12 Oct 2017 Remember why you are here (today’s drawings and message)

Hello to you.  Just a quick note with the chalk drawings I did out back today.  The weather is still very nice here.  My thoughts are with the folks in California and any corner of this globe needing help…some glimmer of hope today.   Lots of folks are having hard times.   I hope you are doing your best to shine your light wherever you can.  Keep your lamplights burning!

*the featured drawing is based on a dream I had once about flying around a huge tree with two other men.  Then we were standing on a geometric shaped building made of glass and I left the other two by flying away.

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11 Oct 2017 God’s Pop Quizzes – broken fences and dog poop

Hello to you. It’s a chilly Wednesday here as I write to you. Love the cooler temperatures! Really beginning to feel like fall but this is Texas, so give it a blink or two and that can change.  Did you chuckle when you read the title I chose for my blog today?  I hope so….it was intentional lol!

So this morning I was up early, just couldn’t get and stay asleep. Kyle’s current work schedule has us both pretty messed up sleep wise. We’ll probably fully adjust as he’s finishes the outage….just the way it seems to go.

I’m not a very pleasant person when I’m overtired and our neighbors dogs, who busted yet again through our side fence, got some choice words this morning as I shooed them back into their yard (think A Christmas Story with more expletives you can actually understand.)

Sons of B*tches! Bumpuses! (A Christmas Story Quote)

We’ve had this going on literally since we bought this house. My fuse gets shorter and shorter every time something like this happens. This goes back to the loan for buying this house not even being approved yet and one of their dogs was already busting through the fence. They’ve been through probably 10 or more dogs in the past 8 years. Nothing we’ve been able to do or say has dissuaded them from continuing to get dogs they don’t take care of like we take care of our dogs. They usually end up running away or getting picked up by Animal Control, dying , or doing what they are doing now, busting up the fence trying to get to our yard.  This said, our neighbors are good hard-working people.  They work a lot and the kids are in school most of the time, so the dogs get left alone a lot.  Dogs left alone do what dogs left alone do – they get bored, curious, hungry, restless and sometimes destructive.  These dogs seem to just want a different place to go poop.

I wouldn’t ordinarily be so nasty about this but this but I’m overtired and they have not only busted several holes in our fragile, rotting wood fence…they leave doggy presents for me to step in too. The fence needs to be replaced and we can’t afford to do it and I’m pretty sure our neighbor isn’t too eager to spend the money or effort on replacing the shared fence either.

Every time I get pissed off about this, I feel like I failed another “test.” God seems to do that to me with certain things….remember those pop quizzes you used to get in school with no warning? Yeah, it’s like that lol. Just when I think I’ve got something I don’t like about myself all sorted out, God will drop one of those pop quizzes and show me the truth. Nope! Big fat F!

After all, how can I expect the world to live in peace when I can’t even deal with something that simple without getting angry? I have some things yet to work on within myself. Leave it to the dogs and their smooshy stinky gifts to remind me of this glaring reality!

Does what I’m going through resonate at all with you today? Is there something you keep getting “tested” on that you know you need in improve about yourself?

A couple interesting articles about us and our technology habits…addictions:

http://www.dailygood.org/2017/10/11/mind-the-stream-where-mindfulness-and-technology-meet/

Oct 11, 2017— “Look around you. How many devices are bidding for your attention? If someone came into your dwelling space, could they tell what year it was by the technology that immediately surrounded you, or would they have to dig a little deeper?” Writer Emily Barr poses these questions, and others in this reflective essay that weaves together the latest findings around how our minds and our lives are being shaped by the technologies we use, and the steps we can take to make our interactions more conscious.

http://time.com/4974863/kids-smartphones-depression/

We Need to Talk About Kids and Smartphones

Markham Heid

Updated: Oct 10, 2017 8:24 AM ET

(excerpt)

“It seems like every generation of parents has a collective freak-out when it comes to kids and new technologies; television and video games each inspired widespread hand-wringing among grown-ups. But the inescapability of today’s mobile devices—coupled with the personal allure of social media—seems to separate smartphones from older screen-based media. Parents, teens and researchers agree smartphones are having a profound impact on the way adolescents today communicate with one another and spend their free time. And while some experts say it’s too soon to ring alarm bells about smartphones, others argue we understand enough about young people’s emotional and developmental vulnerabilities to recommend restricting kids’ escalating phone habit.”

 

 

1 Oct 2017 Are we like ADHD medication for God?

Good evening.  It’s 7:17 pm and our day is about to wind down….head to bed and get ready for the “ass a.m.” wake-up alarm lol!  How has your weekend been?  The weather here today was absolutely lovely and I was able to spend a lot of time outside unpestered.   I did several chalk drawings and had a message come through to me strong enough that I felt I had to jot it down in my pink spirit book.  As I pulled down the backdoor blinds to the fulling moon,  I realize that is probably where this burst of creativity and inspiration is coming from today….it usually does.  The rest of it comes via dreams.

What I’m sharing is not original,  is not fact…. just a variation of theory I read via Philip K. Dick (http://www.tekgnostics.com/PDK.HTM#.WdGH6ORe6M8 – pretty wild stuff here if you are interested) and any number of other smart people through the years.  It just came together so strong and clear today as I sat outside listening to music and taking in everything around me.  I wonder, if we are in a way like ADHD medication for God?!  When God is within us, God can finally focus?!  What I envision is the God of my understanding is all the energy behind all the countless little dots that makes each of us and everything in our reality solid…..alive.   Without us to think and feel, those dots just keep on swirling in the dark matter….chaos….no form or structure assigned to it.

I have told Kyle that from my past couple of episodes, it came to me that it is like all life forms are different manifestations of God. God looks at us through the eyes of each and every living being on this planet.  It is through each of the life forms existing on this planet God feels and experiences what it is like to have senses and be alive in a way no one human being possibly can.  A God capable of empathy beyond our understanding because they know first hand what it is like to be inside and experience any and all ways of life on this planet.  How else to be omnipresent?!  We along with all other living beings are like hosts for a fragment….a seed of God.  Without us, there is only a fragmented (pixilated) existence and it is meaningless.

Pink spirit book message:

“How many random particles does it take to make a single tree?”

“We give structure to God.”  The God of my understanding is the energy that makes everything be “real”….take form.  It is our thoughts, words and deeds that give God energy a blueprint for order in the chaotic swarm that is energy – molecules, photons, particles….dots of light…the pixils.  Without this blueprint, the order in our thoughts, words and deeds there is just swirling chaos.  Philip K Dick came up with this and I see it too.)  “God is the energy we need to give structure and meaning to what would just (otherwise) be meaningless chaos.”

I don’t know if any of what I’m saying here will make sense or resonate with anyone besides me lol but hey, that’s what blogs are for.  We express ourselves and even if we are the only ones to read and understand….well it’s not totally pointless.  At least all those thoughts aren’t trapped and left ruminating inside LOL!

 

 

23 Sept 2017 Word Challenge to myself today – Snail

Hello to you today…..if your reading this then we have averted the latest predicted apocalypse for now….(http://www.foxnews.com/science/2017/09/22/doomsday-writer-david-meade-who-is.html) lol. Yay for us!

13 Oct 2016 – The game begins….but I have made this particular game appear more like the one we are all playing together….the pieces and their respective colors on both sides of the board…

So this morning I was lead to the word snail as my personal Word Challenge for today. I was looking at my feed on Facebook and saw a picture of Ben and Sophie Cumberbatch together at a Sigur Ros concert and had never heard of Sigur and was curious. In my search to find out about the artist on You Tube, I was lead to this video.  I caution you, it is not easy to watch for many reasons but it is symbolic, beautiful and the underlying messages brought tears to my eyes:

https://sigur-ros.co.uk/ – you can see picture of Ben and Sophie I’m talking about at Sigur’s official UK website

Sigur Rós – Ekki múkk [Official Music Video]

(Icelandic for “Quiet Here” and Snail is Snigill)

I love the snails we have here in North Texas. Most of the people I know don’t and try to do anything to remove them from their property. I see them as living reminders for me to slow down.  I see them as part of Mother Nature’s clean up crew and think the trails they leave are beautiful in the morning sunshine. After it rains, they come out and clean up after the dogs in the yard and all the other messes natural and not that need cleaning up. Kind of like fish you put in your aquarium that clean up after the other fish. During the dry times, like now, they find a solid structure and seal themselves in until wet times return. I love their shells….spiral shapes! A most sacred design!

23 Sept 2017 – A few snails that have been on the side of our house for quite some time now. I don’t know if they are alive and won’t until the next time it rains! If the shells are gone, that means they were alive and sleeping in there!

So anyhew…..here is my silly Word Challenge poem about snails – like my cartoons, I’ll get better if I keep practicing lol:

The Snail

Wound up tight

Without a tail

A slow forever of little time to travel

Then sealed on the wall until water returns

Waiting….years to unravel.

——————

I hope however, wherever and whenever this silly post finds you that you are in a good space of mind, body and spirit. I hope that there is happiness, joy, laughter….good things for you! Find and try to genuinely exercise those smile muscles today! I will be!

PS – thank you Sen McCain (and all the rest who are standing up for the American people) for your latest act of courage!  It’s not easy doing what is right but it is necessary. 

http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics/republican-sen-john-mccain-announces-opposition-to-health-care-bill-dashing-hopes-for-gop-leaders/ar-AAsmlvo?OCID=ansmsnnews11excerpt, use link for complete article

WASHINGTON — Sen. John McCain declared his opposition Friday to the GOP’s last-ditch effort to repeal and replace “Obamacare,” dealing a likely death blow to the legislation and, perhaps, to the Republican Party’s years of vows to kill the program.

 “I cannot in good conscience vote for the Graham-Cassidy proposal,” McCain said in a statement, referring to the bill by Sens. Lindsey Graham of South Carolina and Bill Cassidy of Louisiana. His opposition likely leaves the bill at least one vote short of the support needed for passage.

“I believe we could do better working together, Republicans and Democrats, and have not yet really tried,” McCain said. “Nor could I support it without knowing how much it will cost, how it will affect insurance premiums, and how many people will be helped or hurt by it.”

An undated official U.S. Navy portrait of John S. McCain III. (Courtesy Naval Historical Center)

 

 

 

19 Sept 2017 Moth and Psalm of Life (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow poem)

Hello to you wherever and whenever you are today.  It’s 10:03 am here as I write.  I am having trouble today – my spirit is sticking out too far and it hurts.  No worries….just part of being me and I’m used to it as is Kyle and the rest of my household!  I have to “unfuck myself” inside and I will find a way to do that today!  So I will just say I hope you have a day of loving and being loved.  I hope someone besides me will tell you how important you are to them and that their world is a better place for your being there.  I hope you will take the time, MAKE the time, to look someone you care about in the eyes and tell them these things.

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-psalm-of-life/this page is neat because you can listen to the poem also

A Psalm Of Life

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,— act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

 

18 Sept 2017 My Mom’s letters and Season (poem)

Hello to you.  It’s 7:53 am on this Monday morning.  I honestly don’t have much to say, but wanted to say hello and put some positive vibes out into the Cosmosphere today.  With so much going on,  sometimes a dose of calm, of normal is what is needed.  I get that from my Mom’s letters.  I thanked my Mom recently for her letters because when I read them, for just a few minutes, I get to read about good, loving and positive things going on.  There are visits with friends, day trips in the car, walks with family and friends, cooking, baking, volunteering at the church and going to watch sporting events….taking a nap or reading a good book.  She reminds me that not all the world is in chaos.  On the envelope of her last letter she had sealed it with a little sparkly flower.  I had taken the letter outside to read it and I sat turning that little flower in the sun for quite a time!

A poem I wrote many years ago that seems appropriate as we near the first day of Fall!  Yay!!  Much love, hugs and light to you today.  I hope a reason to smile, to be happy will present itself to you today!   Remember God is in the details….the little things.  

 

Season by Jackie Wygant 6 Oct 2008

Chilling winds filter through trees

Dresses fluttering like feathers

In the cooling breeze

The small run and hide their rations for tomorrow

Mornings are too soon

The evenings darkness drinks in waning summers sorrow

The gardens harvested, their fruits set aside

My face turns to the south and my soul prepares

For a bumpy ride

A season of change rides in like a autumn horse

Steering the carriage of time

To another course

 

Autumn Wind Sounds : 2 Hour Long Relaxing Nature Sounds for Sleep

 

 

17 Sept 2017 First thoughts…the microplastics problem

Hello to you. It’s 6:53 am on this Sunday morning as I begin to write to you. How are you doing? I slept some last night….not a restful sleep though. As I contemplated getting up, some thoughts came to me. I wrote them down and after reading them, I realized they were so negative and nearly apocalyptic in nature I didn’t want to give them complete power by sharing them here!  I hope you will read on and not allow yourself to get depressed about this or just throw up your hands and give up…get informed!

These were the first thoughts…. “Where does it all go? The sweet, the sour, the toxic? The same place…to “her” and back to us.” It got darker from there.

The microplastics problem troubles me because of how difficult of a problem it truly is.   This stuff is in my own household! Plastic to contain water, food, cleaning supplies and just about everything else!  The sobering reality that has hit me is we will all probably become plastic Lego pieces before we can solve this problem! Even if the world did a global moratorium on the production of any more plastic or we did a better job of recycling it, I don’t think it’s really going to matter…..it’s here to stay.  Even if it gets cleaned off of beaches and strained out of waterways, it’s got to go somewhere after it’s collected!  Chances are, what has been collected will eventually end up right back in the water, soil, air or all three!

Here’s an ironic  personal story for you about this.  What did I recently use to collect plastic bottles I found near a fishing spot down the street?  A plastic bag I found near the plastic bottles!  I put it all in our recycling bin but now I’m questioning if all I did was just relocate a problem!

http://storyofstuff.org/movies/story-of-microfibers/good summary of just part of this tangible micro-particles problem.  Very short video, less than 3 minutes so I hope you’ll watch it.  I love these folks way of simplifying very complicated environmental issues. 

http://www.dailygood.org/2017/04/24/designing-for-the-circular-economy/ – What do you do with a toaster when you no longer want it? Until recently, no one thought about that question until the toaster was ready for the scrap heap. Today, designers at the London-based Agency of Design are turning that practice on its head. As advocates of a circular economy, they believe that the best time to address end-of-life issues is when a product is first being designed and that items like your toaster should be thought of not as a disposable appliances but as products with value worth preserving. Read on to learn how these designers helping to keep products out of landfills even before they fly off the shelves

So naturally my mind started grasping for some positive spin….a way out. Sadly the best there was for me was thinking about Creation itself. These thoughts came: “Creation means vision beyond short-term gain…profit.  The true “cost” and resulting evidence of most human creation now litters our homes, our businesses, our streets, our fields, our waterways, the skies and the bellies of our children.”

My thoughts then turned to a creator with the gift of being able to work through the entire life-span of a creation in his mind before even putting a pencil to paper, Nikola Tesla. There are inventions he put through his mental process that never made it to reality because he knew if they, did they could cause harm. It is so important when creating things, and I have to do better with this too, “Think it all the way through or don’t bother to make it at all. ” 

Anyhew….if your interested this is a great read about his mental processes for creation:

29 March 2017 – Kyle could tell who this was from a distance! I drew this strictly from memory – Nikola Tesla

https://teslauniverse.com/ – fantastic resource for information about Nikola Tesla

https://teslauniverse.com/nikola-tesla/articles/miracle-mind-nikola-tesla

Fate

July, 1949

Page numbers: 52-56

Type: Magazine

The Miracle Mind of Nikola Tesla

by J. Harold Byers

Nikola Tesla needed no model to test his inventions; they appeared before his eyes as functioning realities that he could stop and start as though they were really there.

Contemporary with Edison was another inventor, not so well known, but of the two the more spectacular. This was Nikola Tesla whose life and works have been enthrallingly described by John J. O’Neill in his book The Prodigal Genius:

“He was aware as a boy that he was not like other boys in his thoughts, in his amusements and in his hobbies. He could do the things that other lads his age usually do, and many things that they could not do. It was these latter things that interested him most, and he could find no companions who would share his enthusiasms for them. This situation caused him to isolate himself from contemporaries, and made him aware that he was destined for an unusual place if not great accomplishments in life.

” … practically all his life he experienced a peculiar reaction when breathing deeply. When he breathed deeply he was overcome by a feeling of lightness, as if his body had lost all weight; and he should, he concluded, be able to fly through the air merely by his will to do so. He did not learn, in boyhood, that he was unusual in this respect.

“A strange power permitted him to perform unusual feats in mathematics. He possessed it from early boyhood, but had considered it a nuisance and tried to be rid of it because it seemed beyond his control.

“If he thought of an object it would appear before him exhibiting the appearance of solidity and massiveness. So greatly did these visions possess the attributes of actual objects that it was usually difficult for him to distinguish between vision and reality. This abnormal faculty functioned in a very useful fashion in his school work with mathematics.

“If he was given a problem in arithmetic or algebra, it was immaterial to him whether he went to the blackboard to work it out or whether he remained in his seat. His strange faculty permitted him to see a visioned blackboard on which the problem was written, and there appeared on this blackboard all of the operations and symbols required in working out the solution. Each step appeared much more rapidly than he could work it out by hand on the actual slate. As a result, he could give the solution almost as quickly as the whole problem was stated.

“Tesla’s powers of memorizing were prodigious. A quick reading of a page gave him a permanent record of it; he could always recall before his eyes a photographic record of it to be read, and could study at his convenience. Study, for Tesla, was a far different process than for the average person. He had no need for a reference library; he could consult in his mind any page of any textbook he had read, and formula, equation, or item in a table of logarithms would flash before his eyes. He could recite scores of books, complete from memory. The saving in time which this made possible in research work was tremendous.”

In an interview with M. K. Wisehart, published in the American Magazine of April 1921, and in Mr. O’Neill’s book, Tesla describes his faculty as follows:

“See!” exclaimed Tesla. “How beautifully it works! Watch me put it into reverse … Watch it. It is not marvelous how it goes both ways?” But his friend saw nothing.

“During my boyhood I had suffered from a peculiar affliction due to the appearance of images, which were often accompanied by strong flashes of light. When a word was spoken, the image of the object designated would present itself so vividly to my vision that I could not tell whether what I saw was real or not. . . . Even though I reached out and passed my hand through it, the image would remain fixed in space.

“In trying to free myself from these tormenting appearances, I tried to concentrate my thoughts on some peaceful, quieting scene I had witnessed. This would give me momentary relief; but when I had done it two or three times the remedy would begin to lose its force. Then I began to take mental excursions beyond the small world of my actual knowledge. Day and night, in imagination, I went on journeys — saw new places, cities, countries, and all the time I tried hard to make these imaginary things very sharp and clear in my mind. I imagined myself living in countries I had never seen, and I made imaginary friends, who were very dear to me and really seemed alive.

“This I did constantly until I was seventeen, when my thoughts turned seriously to invention. Then to my delight, I found I could visualize with the greatest facility. I needed no models, drawings, or experiments. I could picture them all in my mind . . .

“By that faculty of visualizing, which I learned in my boyish efforts to rid myself of annoying images, I have evolved what is, I believe, a new method of materializing inventive ideas and conceptions. It is a method which may be of great usefulness to any imaginative man, whether he is an inventor, businessman or artist.

“Some people, the moment they have a device to construct or any piece of work to perform, rush at it without adequate preparation, and immediately become engrossed in details, instead of the central idea. They may get results, but they sacrifice quality.

“Here in brief, is my own method: after experiencing a desire to invent a particular thing, I may go on for months or years with the idea in the back of my head. Whenever I feel like it, I roam around in my imagination and think about the problem without any deliberate concentration. This is a period of incubation.

“Then follows a period of direct effort. I choose carefully the possible solutions of the problem I am considering, and gradually center my mind on a narrowed field of investigation. Now, when I am deliberately thinking of the problem in its specific features, I may begin to feel that I am going to get the solution. And the wonderful thing is, that if I do feel this way, then I know I have really solved the problem and shall get what I am after.

“The feeling is as convincing to me as though I already had solved it. I have come to the conclusion that at this stage the actual solution is in my mind subconsciously though it may be a long time before I am aware of it consciously.

“Before I put a sketch on paper, the whole idea is worked out mentally. In my mind I change the construction, make improvements, and even operate the device. Without ever having drawn a sketch I can give the measurements of all parts to workmen, and when completed all these parts will fit, just as certainly as though I had made the actual drawings. It is immaterial to me whether I run my machine in my mind or test it in my shop.

“The inventions I have conceived in this way have always worked. In thirty years there has not been a single exception. My first electric motor, the vacuum tube wireless light, my turbine engine and many other devices have all been developed in exactly this way.”

Tesla’s mightiest invention was his alternating current motor. It is difficult to overestimate its value. It was really the invention of a principle — the principle of the rotating electric field. For, once that principle was conceived, the motor and a multitude of other practical applications of the alternating current practically invented themselves. It was a master invention that created the electrical power era, the foundation of our modern industrial system.

While studying electrical engineering at the Polytechnic Institute, at Gratz, Austria, Tesla saw for the first time a machine that would operate either as an electrical motor or as a dynamo. As was the case with all motors of the eighteen-seventies it was supplied with current through a commutator-brush system. When operated it sparked heavily at the commutator.

This sparking of course was a defect; it wasted energy; and corroded the contacts. The typical professional attitude toward any idea, machine, or person, which has arrived or been accepted is enthusiasm. “It is inherent in the machine,” said Prof. Poeschl, an instructor in the Institute. The typical inventor’s attitude is critical. The defect in the motor annoyed Tesla. He suggested that the commutator be abolished and, of course, was told that such step was impossible. The rebuff bothered him not at all for he suddenly knew that not only was a motor without a commutator possible but that the solution lay in some application of the alternating current. What application he could not at that time foresee but “he felt an overpowering assurance that he could solve the problem.” Prof. Poeschl devoted an entire lecture to a discussion of reasons why Tesla’s idea was impossible of attainment. Tesla had little more to say in the face of so authoritative opposition. But the idea that had come to him flowed back, shall we say, into his subconscious mind. From time to time he would take it out and mull it over. Then he would forget it.

Several years later Tesla was walking in the city park of Budapest with a friend when in a flash he solved the problem. The following is Mr. O’Neill’s description of the occasion:

“Suddenly the animated figure of Tesla snapped into a rigid pose as if he had fallen into a trance. Szigeti spoke to him but got no answer. Again his words were ignored. The friend was about to seize the towering motionless figure and shake him into consciousness when instead Tesla spoke.

“‘Watch me!’ said Tesla, blurting out the words like a child bubbling over with emotion: ‘Watch me reverse it.’ He was still gazing into the sun as if that incandescent ball had thrown him into a hypnotic trance.

“Szigeti recalled the image from Goethe that Tesla had been reciting: ‘The glow retreats. . . . It yonder hastes, new fields of life exploring,’ a poetic description of the setting sun, and then his next words — ‘Watch me! Watch me reverse it.’ Did Tesla mean the sun? Did he mean that he could arrest the motion of the sun about to sink below the horizon, reverse its action and start it rising again toward the zenith?

“‘Let us sit and rest for a while,’ said Szigeti. He turned him toward a bench, but Tesla was not to be moved.

“‘Don’t you see it?’ expostulated the excited Tesla. ‘See how smoothly it is running? Now I throw this switch — and I reverse it. See! It goes just as smoothly in the opposite direction. Watch! I stop it. I start it. There is no sparking. There is nothing on it to spark.’

“‘But I see nothing,’ said Szigeti. ‘The sun is not sparking. Are you ill?’

“‘You do not understand,’ beamed the still excited Tesla, turning as if to bestow a benediction on his companion. ‘It is my alternating-current motor I am talking about. I have solved the problem. Can’t you see it right here in front of me, running almost as silently? It is the rotating magnetic field that does it. See how the magnetic field rotates and drags the armature around with it? Isn’t it beautiful? Isn’t it sublime? Isn’t it simple? I have solved the problem. Now I can die happy. But I must live, I must return to work and build the motor so I can give it to the world. No more will men be slaves to hard tasks. My motor will set them free, it will do the work of the world.’

“Szigeti now understood. Tesla had previously told him about his attempt to solve the problem of an alternating-current motor, and he grasped the full meaning of the scientist’s words. Tesla had never told him, however, about his ability to visualize objects which he conceived in his mind, so it was necessary to explain the vision he saw, and that the solution had come to him suddenly while they were admiring the sunset.”

Undoubtedly Tesla was very unusual. He possessed a special gift that enabled him to accomplish more in the field of mechanical invention than he would have been able to accomplish without it.

Other inventors have had to a greater or lesser degree this power of visualization — to see in the mind’s eye, or on the wall of the bedroom, or upon an imaginary blackboard, a complete diagram or image of a layout or machine. But while this ability may be in some way connected with inventive ability, it is not essential. As a matter of recorded fact, visualization aided Tesla to work out the details, rather than to make the invention. It cannot be said that the power to invent is simply the power to visualize.

The quality that Tesla’s inventiveness shared with that of other inventors was the quality of instantaneousness. While thinking of something else, while walking, dreaming, listening to a lecture or a sermon, suddenly the invention is there. There is no effort.

 

5 Sept 2017 Serenity (Drawing) and More Than This (The Cure)

5 Sept 2017 This drawing is about the layers that are each of us, all children of the sun.

5 Sept 2017 – this one surprised me. I realized after a little shading I shouldn’t do anything else to this face. There is an ancient serenity to it!

I asked Kyle for ideas on what to draw and he threw out “the sun!” These two drawings are what manifested!  This is one of my favorite songs from The Cure.  The message in it resonates with me as I am one who would like to believe there is more to this existence than what we can see with our eyes.

For this second of your life,
Tell me that its true,
Waiting for a sign,
That’s all I want of you.
Your heart hides a secret
A promise of what is,
Something more than this.

Just a second of your time,
Any one will do,
Taste of any other,
Is all I want from you,
You offer me the world,
And how can I resist
Something more than this?

Make believe in magic
Make believe in dreams
Make believe impossible,
Nothing as it seems
To see touch taste smell hear
But never know if its real

For this second of your life
Tell me if its true
Anyway we are
Is all I want of you
Your lips lies a secret
A promise of a kiss
Something more than this

Just a second of your time
Any one will do
To know any other is all I want for you
Giving me the world
Now I can’t resist
Something more than this

Make believe in magic
Make believe in dreams
Make believe impossible
Nothing as it seems
Never really understand what anything means

Another second of my life
Not knowing if its true
Make believe in nothing
Is all I want of you
Whisper me your secret
Whisper me your ears
Always something other
Something more than this…

Written by James Smith, Nathan Bardeen, Rory Dolan, Todd Eisenkerch • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group
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4 Sept 2017 Johnson County Soapbox Classic 2017 Alvarado TX and Remembering Why We Have A Labor Day Holiday in the United States

Hello to you!  How are you today?!  It’s Labor day Monday here in the United States.  For most of us in these modern times, it’s just another day off of work.  It’s important to remember that there is much more to it than that.  Like many holidays here in America….people sacrificed everything, to include their lives, so we can enjoy what we do.

http://www.history.com/topics/holidays/labor-day

Observed on the first Monday in September, Labor Day pays tribute to the contributions and achievements of American workers. It was created by the labor movement in the late 19th century and became a federal holiday in 1894. Labor Day also symbolizes the end of summer for many Americans, and is celebrated with parties, parades and athletic events.
History of Labor Day
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Labor Day, an annual celebration of workers and their achievements, originated during one of American labor history’s most dismal chapters. In the late 1800s, at the height of the Industrial Revolution in the United States, the average American worked 12-hour days and seven-day weeks in order to eke out a basic living. Despite restrictions in some states, children as young as 5 or 6 toiled in mills, factories and mines across the country, earning a fraction of their adult counterparts’ wages. People of all ages, particularly the very poor and recent immigrants, often faced extremely unsafe working conditions, with insufficient access to fresh air, sanitary facilities and breaks.

As manufacturing increasingly supplanted agriculture as the wellspring of American employment, labor unions, which had first appeared in the late 18th century, grew more prominent and vocal. They began organizing strikes and rallies to protest poor conditions and compel employers to renegotiate hours and pay. Many of these events turned violent during this period, including the infamous Haymarket Riot of 1886, in which several Chicago policemen and workers were killed. Others gave rise to longstanding traditions: On September 5, 1882, 10,000 workers took unpaid time off to march from City Hall to Union Square in New York City, holding the first Labor Day parade in U.S. history.

The idea of a “workingmen’s holiday,” celebrated on the first Monday in September, caught on in other industrial centers across the country, and many states passed legislation recognizing it. Congress would not legalize the holiday until 12 years later, when a watershed moment in American labor history brought workers’ rights squarely into the public’s view. On May 11, 1894, employees of the Pullman Palace Car Company in Chicago went on strike to protest wage cuts and the firing of union representatives.

On June 26, the American Railroad Union, led by Eugene V. Debs, called for a boycott of all Pullman railway cars, crippling railroad traffic nationwide. To break the strike, the federal government dispatched troops to Chicago, unleashing a wave of riots that resulted in the deaths of more than a dozen workers. In the wake of this massive unrest and in an attempt to repair ties with American workers, Congress passed an act making Labor Day a legal holiday in the District of Columbia and the territories. More than a century later, the true founder of Labor Day has yet to be identified.

Many credit Peter J. McGuire, cofounder of the American Federation of Labor, while others have suggested that Matthew Maguire, a secretary of the Central Labor Union, first proposed the holiday. Labor Day is still celebrated in cities and towns across the United States with parades, picnics, barbecues, fireworks displays and other public gatherings. For many Americans, particularly children and young adults, it represents the end of the summer and the start of the back-to-school season.

Changing gears……

Yesterday Kyle and I spent most of our day helping with and watching the Johnson County Soapbox Classic that was held in our Old Town Square here in Alvarado TX.  We had so much fun!  We went to watch the trial races and found out Kyle’s welding instructor and a couple of students from Hill College’s welding department (https://www.hillcollege.edu/academics/Technical/welding/index.html) had two cars they were racing.  Well we ended up just hanging out with them most of the day – helping out and taking pictures.  We were just the extra couple of people they needed to have a better day!  We think the world of Mr. Brian Bennett and the Hill College Welding Department and this was a great opportunity to give back in a small way!

The race lasted longer than we were able to stay without donating all of our blood to the hungry mosquitos but they ended up 4th overall.  Better than last year!  This is the 5th year for the event and I can see it growing even bigger.  You know what was the best thing for me?  Seeing so many grown men get to be kids for a day!  The smiles on their faces and just pure joy was a delight to see!  I especially loved seeing our local and area police, fire and first responders getting to have some fun for a change!  They spend so much of their time under their own and other people’s duress that it’s nice that they could play for a bit!  We got to see that those speed scanner’s our police use can scan over a mile btw!  One of the cars clocked in at a whopping 18 miles per hour!

These are just a fraction of the photos I took yesterday.  Since I have limited photo space here I couldn’t share them all.

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