Hi Gene,
Have you shut the door on going? Or have you asked for what you want in a really clear way and let it go, trusting that the universe will provide... It is still possible!
Hello Jacque, And everyone else.
What can I tell you. My whole life has been one adventure after another. I decided at 19 to live my life as I went. At 19 there is no understanding of getting older and having a different set of issues to deal with. In many ways that was good as it allowed me to see and do many things that I probably would not have done.
I have always lived my life that the next great event is just around the corner. Now with, "The Secret" I realize that instead of having that next great event . . . "around the corner" I ought to manifest in 'NOW'.
Last September I had an Aurvedic Astralogy report done. I have known this fellow for about 4 years. He thanked me for coming when I did as Saturn was moving out of my chart. He said that I had had 30 years of hard yakka. Now that was all lifting and I would be free of Saturn for 17 years. He also said not to expect a rapid change in prosperity or relationships but that it would definitely be coming my way.
Well, being the positive creating fellow that I am I decided why wait. I changed my whole personal from White clothes with a long guru beard to nearly suit and tie. And it all worked fantastically. The next several shows all went really well. Conscious Living here. Brisbane, Every thing was just clicking along nicely.
Then I asked my wife for a separation. It was like throwing flame at a bunch of balloons. They burst. I burst. I have been in a dive ever since. Overall, that is the pattern of my life. Boom and bust. Never so much bust that I don't get going again. Always hoping that I will get "it" right the next time.
I have my dream board. I look at it daily. In exasperation to tell the truth. Right now my finances are worse off than any time since my arrival here in Australia. There is hope. The work is available that is for sure. If I just can stay at home and stay low I will have the bills paid off. I feel like a work hiding under a rock to keep away from the Kook a burra's. It is not my style. I can get in another housemate. I really like my quite evenings alone. It is a trade off. I am going to put out my massage flyers again and healing too.
Just to show you how off the mark that I am. I purchased tickets to go to a show in Adelaide this coming weekend on 20 December. Got a really great deal. Then while I was traveling over east I cancelled going to the show. Now I knew since near the end of March that I needed to cancel those tickets to have that money available for the next trip over east.
For what ever reason I just kept putting it off. I FINALLY got around to it this evening. I could only cancel half because it needs to be canceled 24 hours before flying and the out bound was for tomorrow. I lost $140. By the way I never won at Monopoly either.
I was feeling devastated Sunday night when I realized that I couldn't go to Thailand. Now this.
I watched a movie the other night. Cinderella Man. Based on a true story. A fighter makes a come back during the depression. The idea of that level of brokedness terrifies me. My sister had a picture of me when we were children at school. Kids being kids wallets were stolen by other kids playfully just to torment etc. Across my picture she had a newspaper cutout that said, Fragile. Well, I suspect that she was right. I suspect that she saw something in me that I still have not figured out about me. Of course the kids all teased the piss out of me. So, I learned to hide out from the tormentors. I learned how to be happy with me. Sometimes it even works.
I did a class while at Uni. It was to explore real life finances. We were given scenarios where we had a fixed income and many choices of housing, food, entertainment, cars to buy, etc. It was designed to show everyone how quickly and easily it is to get into debt. I worked out a strategy where if I stayed at home reading books, listening to the radio for entertainment and ate cheaply I would not go broke. DUH look at me now living out that dream.
My wife is out having another adventure on the Leeuwin (leeuwin.org) and I am writing of adventures driving a forklift. yehah );
Something isn't right in me. And I don't know how to change it. So, all I can do is keep on keepin on you know. There will be another boom. I will do my best as I have done in the past to save for the bust. Though the bust usually comes on gradually and I am flattened slowly running out of cash as I go.
I have no family here. Few friends and not enough people emailing me wondering what the heck I am up to. I hear so seldom from my family I may as well not have any. I received one email from my brother since I got here. I couldn't read it and asked for it to be in another format. Not another word.
We Shafers are a stand offish bunch. Sometimes that is good. Sometimes it doesn't feel so good.
Enough of my being on the stump whinging for tonight.
Per Thailand, I cannot justify it in any way. The learning curve of learning of me is well under way.
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Wednesday, 30 May 2007
Bigger than a bus
Hello Everyone,
Ever felt excited and scared at the same time? The boss saw me today and told me he had a project for me in about 10 minutes. 1/2 hour later he finally called for me to meet him at the "Big Door". I drove up and there stood the SMV forklift. This is the forklift used to move the containers around. There are two sizes of containers. 20 FT and 40 FT. We load 20' containers with 20 metric Tons. The 40' containers vary between 22 ton or 24 ton.
I had to get a Forklift drivers license when I arrived here in Australia. They were not needed in the states when I left. I was a bit shocked, but got this National tested Forklift license. Found out after I started work that the National part was advertising only. New rules now applied and I needed to get a new license complete with testing etc. Now it so happens that of the 6 forklift drivers working where I work only 1 had gotten his through the proper licensing agency and didn't need to retake the test. All the rest of them do as I do. The boss has set up 9 June as our test day. Since we are all exprienced drivers it will be a half day course. And, we will all be certified to drive the SMV.
Now how big is BIG? When sitting on the seat my visual is about 4 meters up. The boxes are near 3 meters tall. So, when one is lifted off the ground to be put onto a truck or moved about you need to lift is above my visual sight so that I can see where I am going. That means that the bottom of the container needs to be at least 4.5 - 5 meters off the ground.
Now anyone that has ever driven a forklift knows that the higher the load the more tippy the forklift. And they do turn over. The SMV has duals on the front that stand shoulder height to me. I am 6'5" tall. I am guessing that it is not quite 20' wide and about that long and can lift about 37 metric tons. Safety says that we reverse as often as possible. This is very important because of traffic in and around the yard. Say that you have a 40' container that is full 5 meters off the ground and you are driving forward at 5 kph when some body pulls out in front of you? You slam on the brakes right? Trouble is that with that weight in the air the tires stop but not the forward momentum of the load. Remember, "object in motion tends to stay in motion". Just last week some other company just received a brand new SMV and did just that and put the forklift over on its nose. OUCH!
Now, all controls for the boom are from a joy stick. Forward/backward Tilt in/out then there are 6 buttons on the top. The yellow ones slide the grabber part left/right The greens and reds do basically the same thing in different ways. They rotate the horizontal pitch of the grabber. Say that you have approached the container and you realize that the left side needs to come back toward you about 3 inches. You press one of the buttons and the whole things sort of shimmies that 3 inches back where it needs to be. The 2 on the left work mostly the left and the 2 on the right do that side. Then once the grabber is in position and setting on the container there is a separate switch that swivels a locking mechinism to keep the container connected to the grabber. there is another switch to move the boom width from 20' to 40'. It is absolutely necessary to do all boom work with the forklift in neutral. Margins are so narrow and if you press the accelerator pedal to get faster lift the truck that you are loading onto might get run over.
I was chilly when I started. I was sweating when I finished. It was a hoot. I get more practice before getting tested.
Hope sombody enjoys all this.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Ever felt excited and scared at the same time? The boss saw me today and told me he had a project for me in about 10 minutes. 1/2 hour later he finally called for me to meet him at the "Big Door". I drove up and there stood the SMV forklift. This is the forklift used to move the containers around. There are two sizes of containers. 20 FT and 40 FT. We load 20' containers with 20 metric Tons. The 40' containers vary between 22 ton or 24 ton.
I had to get a Forklift drivers license when I arrived here in Australia. They were not needed in the states when I left. I was a bit shocked, but got this National tested Forklift license. Found out after I started work that the National part was advertising only. New rules now applied and I needed to get a new license complete with testing etc. Now it so happens that of the 6 forklift drivers working where I work only 1 had gotten his through the proper licensing agency and didn't need to retake the test. All the rest of them do as I do. The boss has set up 9 June as our test day. Since we are all exprienced drivers it will be a half day course. And, we will all be certified to drive the SMV.
Now how big is BIG? When sitting on the seat my visual is about 4 meters up. The boxes are near 3 meters tall. So, when one is lifted off the ground to be put onto a truck or moved about you need to lift is above my visual sight so that I can see where I am going. That means that the bottom of the container needs to be at least 4.5 - 5 meters off the ground.
Now anyone that has ever driven a forklift knows that the higher the load the more tippy the forklift. And they do turn over. The SMV has duals on the front that stand shoulder height to me. I am 6'5" tall. I am guessing that it is not quite 20' wide and about that long and can lift about 37 metric tons. Safety says that we reverse as often as possible. This is very important because of traffic in and around the yard. Say that you have a 40' container that is full 5 meters off the ground and you are driving forward at 5 kph when some body pulls out in front of you? You slam on the brakes right? Trouble is that with that weight in the air the tires stop but not the forward momentum of the load. Remember, "object in motion tends to stay in motion". Just last week some other company just received a brand new SMV and did just that and put the forklift over on its nose. OUCH!
Now, all controls for the boom are from a joy stick. Forward/backward Tilt in/out then there are 6 buttons on the top. The yellow ones slide the grabber part left/right The greens and reds do basically the same thing in different ways. They rotate the horizontal pitch of the grabber. Say that you have approached the container and you realize that the left side needs to come back toward you about 3 inches. You press one of the buttons and the whole things sort of shimmies that 3 inches back where it needs to be. The 2 on the left work mostly the left and the 2 on the right do that side. Then once the grabber is in position and setting on the container there is a separate switch that swivels a locking mechinism to keep the container connected to the grabber. there is another switch to move the boom width from 20' to 40'. It is absolutely necessary to do all boom work with the forklift in neutral. Margins are so narrow and if you press the accelerator pedal to get faster lift the truck that you are loading onto might get run over.
I was chilly when I started. I was sweating when I finished. It was a hoot. I get more practice before getting tested.
Hope sombody enjoys all this.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Monday, 28 May 2007
Reality Check
Hello Everyone,
Got an email from my Nephew Steve a few days ago. Seems that all systems are go for his marriage to a Thai woman in late June or early July. I got all excited and started making plans to go. A few more emails and I had the town name. Then a run up to the Buddhist Temple to see a fellow that I knew there that was from Thailand. Sompop is young intelligent, fun and an owner of a Pizza Hut. He leads the lay Buddhists on Sunday Morning Dana in our chants. He knew the reagion that Steve was talking about. He asked good questions that I shot back to Steve.
I searched on Google and found maps of the area and learned that another greatness was that Roi Et, was close to Ubon where the International Buddhist Wat is located. Best flight is with (uh change that to cheapest) Tiger Airways. Flies through Singapore to Ubon for around $750 return. Not knowing the exact date is unsettling as I like to purchase tickets far in advance to save some dollars.
Then late on Sunday evening the reality check hit into place. The only way that I could do this trip would be mad dash up and back in a week or less and I would also lose a weeks pay. I started looking at the reality of my finances which have been in the basement for months. I have just quit the NewStart program which was putting $500 every two weeks into my finances. I have just had the room mate move out which was putting in $420 per month. So that is less $1400 a month and a loss of another $750 for a weeks work with a thinning balance, YIKES. So, sad as it is I just cannot go to Thailand for this wedding. Bugger!
Sorry Steve. No family with you at this important time.
I won't say that this has depressed me today, yet I certainly have not been my old cheerful self. Life as a forklift driver came home today you might say. A forklift driver working through a hire company. No insurance, no vacations, no support. I get sick, I am out of money, boom. Funny thing that idea of working for someone to get ahead. Works fine till you get that good old statement, "you are fired". Yet, I have not been able to really successfully make it as self-employed either. So what do I do? Well, for now with my back against the wall I keep working, carefully, steadily, sensibly.
I remember doing a reality course in Uni way back when. It was to do with here is your income. Here are your choices. It was set up for everyone to go into debt really fast. Me, I choose the starvation route of staying at home, listening to the radio and reading books for weeks on end. Funny those choices that we make as a project as a child or young person and then they come true.
I have taken many workshops on breaking the cycle of poorness. I have the skills. It is sort of like having a really fantastic super dooper lawnmore without any gas. Tools only work when all the ingrediants are present.
Well, enough for tonight.
peace
may you all be well and happy
gene
Got an email from my Nephew Steve a few days ago. Seems that all systems are go for his marriage to a Thai woman in late June or early July. I got all excited and started making plans to go. A few more emails and I had the town name. Then a run up to the Buddhist Temple to see a fellow that I knew there that was from Thailand. Sompop is young intelligent, fun and an owner of a Pizza Hut. He leads the lay Buddhists on Sunday Morning Dana in our chants. He knew the reagion that Steve was talking about. He asked good questions that I shot back to Steve.
I searched on Google and found maps of the area and learned that another greatness was that Roi Et, was close to Ubon where the International Buddhist Wat is located. Best flight is with (uh change that to cheapest) Tiger Airways. Flies through Singapore to Ubon for around $750 return. Not knowing the exact date is unsettling as I like to purchase tickets far in advance to save some dollars.
Then late on Sunday evening the reality check hit into place. The only way that I could do this trip would be mad dash up and back in a week or less and I would also lose a weeks pay. I started looking at the reality of my finances which have been in the basement for months. I have just quit the NewStart program which was putting $500 every two weeks into my finances. I have just had the room mate move out which was putting in $420 per month. So that is less $1400 a month and a loss of another $750 for a weeks work with a thinning balance, YIKES. So, sad as it is I just cannot go to Thailand for this wedding. Bugger!
Sorry Steve. No family with you at this important time.
I won't say that this has depressed me today, yet I certainly have not been my old cheerful self. Life as a forklift driver came home today you might say. A forklift driver working through a hire company. No insurance, no vacations, no support. I get sick, I am out of money, boom. Funny thing that idea of working for someone to get ahead. Works fine till you get that good old statement, "you are fired". Yet, I have not been able to really successfully make it as self-employed either. So what do I do? Well, for now with my back against the wall I keep working, carefully, steadily, sensibly.
I remember doing a reality course in Uni way back when. It was to do with here is your income. Here are your choices. It was set up for everyone to go into debt really fast. Me, I choose the starvation route of staying at home, listening to the radio and reading books for weeks on end. Funny those choices that we make as a project as a child or young person and then they come true.
I have taken many workshops on breaking the cycle of poorness. I have the skills. It is sort of like having a really fantastic super dooper lawnmore without any gas. Tools only work when all the ingrediants are present.
Well, enough for tonight.
peace
may you all be well and happy
gene
Saturday, 26 May 2007
Wet weather riding
Hello everyone. I am finding my mind interesting as I watch it observing every day life and wondering who thinks about what I am thinking about as I am think what I am thinking.
Rode early this AM with friend George. We are in the midst of a storm front with a few dry patches. Seems most of the time that we ride in winter the weather holds till George splits off to his home. Not so this trip. I rode to our meeting spot through damp to very wet roads and was partially dampened before arriving. It has been very nice weather temperature this week after Tues .5C Mostly in 13-17C morning temperatures. NICE. Yet with the chance of getting wet, I decided to put on all the wet weather gear JIC. George and I had ridden about 5 K when I was just too hot. So I stopped and removed the GoreTex rain jacket I was wearing. Then at about another 5 K of course it started to rain. I tried to ride and put it on and finally decided to stop and do it right. After it poured for about 5 minutes George finally decided to put his jacket on.
We were riding with the wind. Interesting sensation to be riding with the wind as the only rain that you get on your body is rain splash or what falls on your back. But, then I started to feel the accumulation of the water in my tights. It was seeping down my warm legs chilling me as it traveled. I lost the sensation around my ankles because they were too cold. But then as the water oozed past my ankle through the wool socks and under the cold weather bootie I could feel the advance of the front as it soaked its way under my nice warm arch of my foot. Soon I could feel the squelch of at each pedal stroke as my shoe filled with water. Too soon all I could sense of my toes was all abiding coldness.
We stopped for coffee at the turning point in our ride where we would be heading back into the wind. The rest and the coffee would give us fuel for a fast bit of riding up along the freeway we hoped. We sat outside in a wind break area too wet to allow ourselves the comfort of the warm enclosure of the coffee shop. When I took my gloves off and threw them down they landed with a wet splat. I decided against taking any other layers off as I wished to keep them as warm as possible before the take off into the head wind.
1/2 hour later coffee and conversations over off we went. It had poured again while we enjoyed the rest. Surprize but the head wind wasn't there. Hmmmm that means that the wind has already turned into coming from the southwest which means I have a SERIOUS head wind heading home from George's home. The ride up the free way was easy. And on to George's too. Neither of us felt like putting much effort into this wet ride.
I remember one fellow passing us in a group and hollering out, "miserable weather!" I hollered back, " it is not miserable at all, it is just wet." Heck if he didn't like the weather he could have stayed at home in bed eh? Heck (2) he washes his bike, he washes his clothes, he washes himself so what is the difference of riding in the rain a bit?
I did go to last night's party. It was interesting. Sufi Spinning. then a group circle doing Sufi Chanting and dancing. I didn't participate. Exhausted I observed from the sidelines. I actually sat and meditated for 1 1/2 hour then went home. It was fun. I will return next month. I will sleep for a couple of hours first and perhaps go later. I know that I need to learn how to mix with people. I have lost the knack. one on one, no worries. One on 50, I hide.
Gotta go get ready for a client coming by for a healing. Check it out at www.spirituallyguidedhealing.com
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Rode early this AM with friend George. We are in the midst of a storm front with a few dry patches. Seems most of the time that we ride in winter the weather holds till George splits off to his home. Not so this trip. I rode to our meeting spot through damp to very wet roads and was partially dampened before arriving. It has been very nice weather temperature this week after Tues .5C Mostly in 13-17C morning temperatures. NICE. Yet with the chance of getting wet, I decided to put on all the wet weather gear JIC. George and I had ridden about 5 K when I was just too hot. So I stopped and removed the GoreTex rain jacket I was wearing. Then at about another 5 K of course it started to rain. I tried to ride and put it on and finally decided to stop and do it right. After it poured for about 5 minutes George finally decided to put his jacket on.
We were riding with the wind. Interesting sensation to be riding with the wind as the only rain that you get on your body is rain splash or what falls on your back. But, then I started to feel the accumulation of the water in my tights. It was seeping down my warm legs chilling me as it traveled. I lost the sensation around my ankles because they were too cold. But then as the water oozed past my ankle through the wool socks and under the cold weather bootie I could feel the advance of the front as it soaked its way under my nice warm arch of my foot. Soon I could feel the squelch of at each pedal stroke as my shoe filled with water. Too soon all I could sense of my toes was all abiding coldness.
We stopped for coffee at the turning point in our ride where we would be heading back into the wind. The rest and the coffee would give us fuel for a fast bit of riding up along the freeway we hoped. We sat outside in a wind break area too wet to allow ourselves the comfort of the warm enclosure of the coffee shop. When I took my gloves off and threw them down they landed with a wet splat. I decided against taking any other layers off as I wished to keep them as warm as possible before the take off into the head wind.
1/2 hour later coffee and conversations over off we went. It had poured again while we enjoyed the rest. Surprize but the head wind wasn't there. Hmmmm that means that the wind has already turned into coming from the southwest which means I have a SERIOUS head wind heading home from George's home. The ride up the free way was easy. And on to George's too. Neither of us felt like putting much effort into this wet ride.
I remember one fellow passing us in a group and hollering out, "miserable weather!" I hollered back, " it is not miserable at all, it is just wet." Heck if he didn't like the weather he could have stayed at home in bed eh? Heck (2) he washes his bike, he washes his clothes, he washes himself so what is the difference of riding in the rain a bit?
I did go to last night's party. It was interesting. Sufi Spinning. then a group circle doing Sufi Chanting and dancing. I didn't participate. Exhausted I observed from the sidelines. I actually sat and meditated for 1 1/2 hour then went home. It was fun. I will return next month. I will sleep for a couple of hours first and perhaps go later. I know that I need to learn how to mix with people. I have lost the knack. one on one, no worries. One on 50, I hide.
Gotta go get ready for a client coming by for a healing. Check it out at www.spirituallyguidedhealing.com
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Thursday, 24 May 2007
A visitor
Hello everyone,
An old house mate showed up this evening after dark. I get the typical knock on the door and am fortunate that the place has an automatic movement sensor to turn on the light. And a window to look see who it is. SrI Lankan Lloyd. Just stopped by to say hello and see how I was doing living alone. GREAT! No one under foot. I can run around naked when and where I want. Drop clothes everywhere leave the kitchen dirty all my mess for me to clean up when I want.
Made me realize something. I really enjoy living alone. There are times when it would be nice to have someone around to share many things with. Like on a cold night having someone to snuggle with. And better yet someone to snuggle ha ha ha. Might have to buy one of those full length sleep pillows as there are no women in sight. The other thing that I realized is that I enjoy being me. I love me. As I am. I have no one's standards to live up to. Just my own. Mostly the house is kept neat and tidy at all times. As if I was expecting guests. Comes from living in the Bus for so many years. If I didn't return everything used immediately after the use I couldn't find it and the place became chaos. Tis easier to maintain than to clean etc.
And I like my surrounds quiet. Most often I don't even play any music when I am alone. Just the click clack of the keys of the keyboard and what ever outside noise might leak in. Just now a police siren and a car driving by and that is it. Oh, and the whine of an battery clock, the squeak of the chair as I move. This after a day of full tilt forklift driving is very nice. Some of the lads at work have their radios turned up so loud that they have to turn them down to hold a conversation on our walkie-talkies. And the engine noise and steel upon steel of the forks hitting things. The crunch of the occasional pallet smashing or the screech of the pushed pallet scratching its way along the concrete floor. NOISE everywhere. Oh and this one driver comes in honking his horn like there are ducks and geese everywhere that he needs to chase off every 50 feet.
Arrrrgh noise gets to me. Always has. I like the solemn sound of my own movement. Hmmmm does the tree that falls in the middle of the desert make any noise? Perhaps only to its own self to be heard?
On the other hand there is the possibility that I am being alone too much. I am becoming so happy alone that I am next to being a hermit. Tomorrow though I am off to a party, "The Galactic Heart Light Club" Connecting to Source. Sacred and Inspired Dance Music from around the Planet in a Club atmosphere. Arrragh. Don't have a clue what to wear. Casual sure that I know. How warm is it going to be? Do I wear a sweater or or or or or or? Well, the me that I am can be happy wherever I am. So, if I am wrongly dressed, over dressed, weirdly dressed I will sit and enjoy the music. If I just happen to be able through the din be able to hold a conversation with someone then it will be a bonus. More on that event later of course.
I realize that I might set myself up to dim expectations by calling it all a "din". Yet, my hearing is changing due to all that youthful extravagance of tools, guns, music and what ever else. Now my ability to hear conversation over noise is almost impossible. Also, since I never had kids to train my ears to hear noise selectively I have difficulty understanding "shout". The guys at work are good for this. Lean off of a roaring forklift yelling to someone going the opposite direction a 10 diget number and be expected to know what was said and where to store it too. Yeah Right!
Did a distant healing last night. Called the fellow this evening. he has had many healings and though he had no expectations was almost happy that when he got up from the bed he was in agony. Processing you see. He told his wife that he felt like he had just had real with the knife surgery, yehah!!! We will see how it goes for him over the next few days.
Well, enough. I have attempted to put up a picture on the Blog. It just didn't work like the help said it would. It didn't load. Just waited and waited and waited. Nothing ever happened.
Peace
gene
may you be well and happy
An old house mate showed up this evening after dark. I get the typical knock on the door and am fortunate that the place has an automatic movement sensor to turn on the light. And a window to look see who it is. SrI Lankan Lloyd. Just stopped by to say hello and see how I was doing living alone. GREAT! No one under foot. I can run around naked when and where I want. Drop clothes everywhere leave the kitchen dirty all my mess for me to clean up when I want.
Made me realize something. I really enjoy living alone. There are times when it would be nice to have someone around to share many things with. Like on a cold night having someone to snuggle with. And better yet someone to snuggle ha ha ha. Might have to buy one of those full length sleep pillows as there are no women in sight. The other thing that I realized is that I enjoy being me. I love me. As I am. I have no one's standards to live up to. Just my own. Mostly the house is kept neat and tidy at all times. As if I was expecting guests. Comes from living in the Bus for so many years. If I didn't return everything used immediately after the use I couldn't find it and the place became chaos. Tis easier to maintain than to clean etc.
And I like my surrounds quiet. Most often I don't even play any music when I am alone. Just the click clack of the keys of the keyboard and what ever outside noise might leak in. Just now a police siren and a car driving by and that is it. Oh, and the whine of an battery clock, the squeak of the chair as I move. This after a day of full tilt forklift driving is very nice. Some of the lads at work have their radios turned up so loud that they have to turn them down to hold a conversation on our walkie-talkies. And the engine noise and steel upon steel of the forks hitting things. The crunch of the occasional pallet smashing or the screech of the pushed pallet scratching its way along the concrete floor. NOISE everywhere. Oh and this one driver comes in honking his horn like there are ducks and geese everywhere that he needs to chase off every 50 feet.
Arrrrgh noise gets to me. Always has. I like the solemn sound of my own movement. Hmmmm does the tree that falls in the middle of the desert make any noise? Perhaps only to its own self to be heard?
On the other hand there is the possibility that I am being alone too much. I am becoming so happy alone that I am next to being a hermit. Tomorrow though I am off to a party, "The Galactic Heart Light Club" Connecting to Source. Sacred and Inspired Dance Music from around the Planet in a Club atmosphere. Arrragh. Don't have a clue what to wear. Casual sure that I know. How warm is it going to be? Do I wear a sweater or or or or or or? Well, the me that I am can be happy wherever I am. So, if I am wrongly dressed, over dressed, weirdly dressed I will sit and enjoy the music. If I just happen to be able through the din be able to hold a conversation with someone then it will be a bonus. More on that event later of course.
I realize that I might set myself up to dim expectations by calling it all a "din". Yet, my hearing is changing due to all that youthful extravagance of tools, guns, music and what ever else. Now my ability to hear conversation over noise is almost impossible. Also, since I never had kids to train my ears to hear noise selectively I have difficulty understanding "shout". The guys at work are good for this. Lean off of a roaring forklift yelling to someone going the opposite direction a 10 diget number and be expected to know what was said and where to store it too. Yeah Right!
Did a distant healing last night. Called the fellow this evening. he has had many healings and though he had no expectations was almost happy that when he got up from the bed he was in agony. Processing you see. He told his wife that he felt like he had just had real with the knife surgery, yehah!!! We will see how it goes for him over the next few days.
Well, enough. I have attempted to put up a picture on the Blog. It just didn't work like the help said it would. It didn't load. Just waited and waited and waited. Nothing ever happened.
Peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Wi_fi link to Radiation alert
Hey there friends, neighbors, countrymen (and ladies) both old country and OZ
Remember the emails that I sent out about the Tesla's Innovative Technology workshop? And how with this technology the harmful affects of AC electricity, high voltage power lines, mobile phones, mobile phone towers, cordless phones, Wireless internet, computers can all be treated?
There was an article in todays "The West Australian" about 'Classrooms warned of Wi-fi link to radiation'.
http://www.thewest.com.au/default.aspx?MenuID=145&ContentID=29347
Please check this out. It doesn't say enough for those that don't want to know that there is a danger to be shown that there is. It does say enough hopefully that many of you can wake up and help yourselves.
I have seen reports where a mobile phone microwaves out 3 meters from the user. That is like sticking your head in a microwave eh? We don't like passive cigarette smoke, yet use our mobiles around kids and oldies indiscriminately. A cordless phone radiates out 10 times that distance. A wireless internet 100 times. This is all easy to protect yourself and everyone around you.
Give me a call. I will email or mail you a booklet.
Oh, and any of you in the states that think that this is just a problem here in Australia, please, this is a world wide situation. Every country, every nationality, every culture, everyone is getting more radiation then at any other time of this world.
08 9337 3043 (Answering machine) or evenings when I am home.
Peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Remember the emails that I sent out about the Tesla's Innovative Technology workshop? And how with this technology the harmful affects of AC electricity, high voltage power lines, mobile phones, mobile phone towers, cordless phones, Wireless internet, computers can all be treated?
There was an article in todays "The West Australian" about 'Classrooms warned of Wi-fi link to radiation'.
http://www.thewest.com.au/default.aspx?MenuID=145&ContentID=29347
Please check this out. It doesn't say enough for those that don't want to know that there is a danger to be shown that there is. It does say enough hopefully that many of you can wake up and help yourselves.
I have seen reports where a mobile phone microwaves out 3 meters from the user. That is like sticking your head in a microwave eh? We don't like passive cigarette smoke, yet use our mobiles around kids and oldies indiscriminately. A cordless phone radiates out 10 times that distance. A wireless internet 100 times. This is all easy to protect yourself and everyone around you.
Give me a call. I will email or mail you a booklet.
Oh, and any of you in the states that think that this is just a problem here in Australia, please, this is a world wide situation. Every country, every nationality, every culture, everyone is getting more radiation then at any other time of this world.
08 9337 3043 (Answering machine) or evenings when I am home.
Peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Wednesday, 23 May 2007
fuddled thoughts
Hello all,
While driving the forklift I have learned that if I think too much I mess up. Often times I will drive right by where ever I originally thought that I was going to go to. I am thinking of what I am going to write here. Then when I get home and all the distractions that happen natually, time gets away and there went the thoughts. That and also now is just after a really hot bath so. . . . what thougths???
I have a riding buddy named George (would you believe Schaefer). He is 15 years my senior. We do well together. There are days when he is stronger than I. there are days when I am stronger than him. Then there are days where we are both strong. Neither of us have been strong for several of the last rides. I am still in recovery mode from the broken hand. That and the daily commute is not making me stronger as I had hoped. Well, it probably is, but, if I ride for 5 days then attempt to hammer on Saturday it just doesn't happen.
Well, on Tuesday due to a early morning doctor's appointment (testosterone) We had the chance to ride once again. The temperature was .5C. Now for all of you in really cold places that isn't really cold. For us it is about as cold as it gets. When we finished the ride which was a hammer down ride due to timing to get to the Doctor I changed clothes by my car. I was steaming nicely as I cooled to not be too sweaty for the Dr. Apt. I had on an adhesive healing patch on a shoulder. I mentioned it to George that I have found these plaster's patches from the Asian Grocery to really be great for that odd painful shoulder, knee, ankle, wrist and most other pains. George says, "Well, I don't have any pains like you are describing." I called him tonight to verify what he had said. Yep, he is healthy, no aches or pains anywhere in his body. Must be nice. Let's see, hmmmm broken nose how many times? Lost count 3? 4? 5?. one of them was a crushed face, how's that for pain. Actually it doesn't hurt. Left Tib/Fib broken twice. ring and little finger broken 1 Feb 07. 30 or 40 times thrown from a horse. Fell out of trees, off of hay wagons, off the top of a semi-trailer, out of hay mows. Car crashes, motorcycle crashes, bicycle crashes. OK, so maybe I know where the pain comes from. maybe not directly but they seem to accumulate eh?
There are good days and there are days and there are really really rough days. Like in weather changes and seasonal changes are the worst.
Hmmmm what other adventures can I get into????
enough for tonight. have to order some vits.
peace
gene
While driving the forklift I have learned that if I think too much I mess up. Often times I will drive right by where ever I originally thought that I was going to go to. I am thinking of what I am going to write here. Then when I get home and all the distractions that happen natually, time gets away and there went the thoughts. That and also now is just after a really hot bath so. . . . what thougths???
I have a riding buddy named George (would you believe Schaefer). He is 15 years my senior. We do well together. There are days when he is stronger than I. there are days when I am stronger than him. Then there are days where we are both strong. Neither of us have been strong for several of the last rides. I am still in recovery mode from the broken hand. That and the daily commute is not making me stronger as I had hoped. Well, it probably is, but, if I ride for 5 days then attempt to hammer on Saturday it just doesn't happen.
Well, on Tuesday due to a early morning doctor's appointment (testosterone) We had the chance to ride once again. The temperature was .5C. Now for all of you in really cold places that isn't really cold. For us it is about as cold as it gets. When we finished the ride which was a hammer down ride due to timing to get to the Doctor I changed clothes by my car. I was steaming nicely as I cooled to not be too sweaty for the Dr. Apt. I had on an adhesive healing patch on a shoulder. I mentioned it to George that I have found these plaster's patches from the Asian Grocery to really be great for that odd painful shoulder, knee, ankle, wrist and most other pains. George says, "Well, I don't have any pains like you are describing." I called him tonight to verify what he had said. Yep, he is healthy, no aches or pains anywhere in his body. Must be nice. Let's see, hmmmm broken nose how many times? Lost count 3? 4? 5?. one of them was a crushed face, how's that for pain. Actually it doesn't hurt. Left Tib/Fib broken twice. ring and little finger broken 1 Feb 07. 30 or 40 times thrown from a horse. Fell out of trees, off of hay wagons, off the top of a semi-trailer, out of hay mows. Car crashes, motorcycle crashes, bicycle crashes. OK, so maybe I know where the pain comes from. maybe not directly but they seem to accumulate eh?
There are good days and there are days and there are really really rough days. Like in weather changes and seasonal changes are the worst.
Hmmmm what other adventures can I get into????
enough for tonight. have to order some vits.
peace
gene
Monday, 21 May 2007
Loaded and ready
One of my former loves keeps in close touch with me via email. She is wondering how successful my Testosterone injections are going. Well, on the up and up for sure he he he. OK, I have been supplementing with Testosterone for about 2 years now. I am working with a Hormonal Specialist Dr. Craig Turner here in Perth area. Initially we started with the Patches. For the first 3 weeks I felt like a 16 year old in too many ways. I have testicular failure due to a mild case of mumps when I was about 7. So, roughly 50 years later I am finally getting some testosterone.
Unfortunately the patches have a noted side affect of the glue causing a major rash. I love the effect of the Testosterone, but started looking like I had been attacked by an occtopus. I could count back 30 days of patches by the circular marks on my body.
Next we tried pills. What I had rapidly gained by using the patches did a very slow decline with the pills. No matter how many I took they just didn't do the trick. Then the Australian Government finally decided to make the Reardon injectable Testosterone available through medicare. I am on the receiving end of the benefits of being an Australian. I get an injection every 3 months now. The first one was repeated at 6 weeks. I was hornier than 3 teenagers for about 3 weeks. I was quite crazy craving sex. Not having a partner and not desiring to find one did make for some weird thoughts running through my head for a bit. Dr. Turner and I have played with the dates a bit and tried 6 weeks, 3 months, 2 months, and now again 3 months. I suspect that 2.5 months would be about right. I will see him tomorrow.
Overall, what I have accomplished with the Supplementation is that I no longer get majorly depressed. Nor do I get sick. Before, when I would attempt to get fit by riding my bicycle I would almost start to get somewhere usually at about 6 weeks of riding and I would get so weak that I would have to quit and recover for 6 weeks. Then I would try again. Now that has not happened in nearly 2-3 years. Till I fell and broke my hand on 1 Feb. That has put a crimp in my style for sure. I have also noticed that I am hairier over my body. I am still moody, I still have some low levels of depression, my weight doesn't fluctuate as much as it used to either.
Now that Dr. Turner and I think that we have a handle on the testosterone levels we also implamented DHEA. I started DHEA 3 months ago. I had tried over the counter DHEA in the states once for a month with no results. I am determined to take the DHEA for about a year at least to see what changes will occur. I see the Dr. tomorrow and will know what has happened over the last 3 months. I have noticed that it feels like by chin whiskers are stiffer. And, I was amazed that during my travels over East for 6 weeks eating all kinds of junk food and not being able to exercise due to the broken hand that I didn't gain a single kilo. Also, since returning to riding 6 days per week, (5 to work and home) I am starting to see some definition in my quads. My diet could certainly be improved with a lots more vegies but as I am a blood type O meat eater I seem to do fine with what ever amount of non meat I do get. Lunch lately has been roast beef sandwiches at work with organic Mayo and sprouted bread. I am not gaining any weight nor losing any either.
Mentally, I feel very alert. Spiritually I am very happy with me. I am happy living alone and slowly finding out who I am as an individual. I am constantly changing the "who I think that I am" scenario. I used to be devout 5 precept Buddhist 1) not to kill anything intentionally, 2) not to intentionally steal anything, 3) No sexual misconduct (heck no sex), 4) no gossip (the hardest), 5) no drugs or alcohol. I have been imbiding on the occasional beer lately. That is a big change for me. I used to do a medicinal beer once a year. Now it is more like every couple of weeks.
Sexually, there is me, myself and I. No girlfriends on the horizon. And I will do another blog about my thoughts on love, companionship, and friends maybe tomorrow. I have been waiting to get the blogging going to do just that.
Peace to all of you
may you all be well and happy
gene
Unfortunately the patches have a noted side affect of the glue causing a major rash. I love the effect of the Testosterone, but started looking like I had been attacked by an occtopus. I could count back 30 days of patches by the circular marks on my body.
Next we tried pills. What I had rapidly gained by using the patches did a very slow decline with the pills. No matter how many I took they just didn't do the trick. Then the Australian Government finally decided to make the Reardon injectable Testosterone available through medicare. I am on the receiving end of the benefits of being an Australian. I get an injection every 3 months now. The first one was repeated at 6 weeks. I was hornier than 3 teenagers for about 3 weeks. I was quite crazy craving sex. Not having a partner and not desiring to find one did make for some weird thoughts running through my head for a bit. Dr. Turner and I have played with the dates a bit and tried 6 weeks, 3 months, 2 months, and now again 3 months. I suspect that 2.5 months would be about right. I will see him tomorrow.
Overall, what I have accomplished with the Supplementation is that I no longer get majorly depressed. Nor do I get sick. Before, when I would attempt to get fit by riding my bicycle I would almost start to get somewhere usually at about 6 weeks of riding and I would get so weak that I would have to quit and recover for 6 weeks. Then I would try again. Now that has not happened in nearly 2-3 years. Till I fell and broke my hand on 1 Feb. That has put a crimp in my style for sure. I have also noticed that I am hairier over my body. I am still moody, I still have some low levels of depression, my weight doesn't fluctuate as much as it used to either.
Now that Dr. Turner and I think that we have a handle on the testosterone levels we also implamented DHEA. I started DHEA 3 months ago. I had tried over the counter DHEA in the states once for a month with no results. I am determined to take the DHEA for about a year at least to see what changes will occur. I see the Dr. tomorrow and will know what has happened over the last 3 months. I have noticed that it feels like by chin whiskers are stiffer. And, I was amazed that during my travels over East for 6 weeks eating all kinds of junk food and not being able to exercise due to the broken hand that I didn't gain a single kilo. Also, since returning to riding 6 days per week, (5 to work and home) I am starting to see some definition in my quads. My diet could certainly be improved with a lots more vegies but as I am a blood type O meat eater I seem to do fine with what ever amount of non meat I do get. Lunch lately has been roast beef sandwiches at work with organic Mayo and sprouted bread. I am not gaining any weight nor losing any either.
Mentally, I feel very alert. Spiritually I am very happy with me. I am happy living alone and slowly finding out who I am as an individual. I am constantly changing the "who I think that I am" scenario. I used to be devout 5 precept Buddhist 1) not to kill anything intentionally, 2) not to intentionally steal anything, 3) No sexual misconduct (heck no sex), 4) no gossip (the hardest), 5) no drugs or alcohol. I have been imbiding on the occasional beer lately. That is a big change for me. I used to do a medicinal beer once a year. Now it is more like every couple of weeks.
Sexually, there is me, myself and I. No girlfriends on the horizon. And I will do another blog about my thoughts on love, companionship, and friends maybe tomorrow. I have been waiting to get the blogging going to do just that.
Peace to all of you
may you all be well and happy
gene
Sunday, 20 May 2007
Gene Shafer
Well, this being the first ever blog from the fingers that are doing the typing, I can say that mostly it appears to be pretty easy. However, knowing computers, I will only find out if all this has worked once I attempt to do the saving thing. Ha ha ha. Maybe it will be there for all to read, maybe it will have turned out to be an exercise in my typing skills.
My hot bath is heating and can get tooooooo hot. So, this is my first blog as mentioned. I have many thoughts that are roaming in my head lately and am eager to get into this. Been writing to about 200 people for years one on many with email. Some have finally suggested this method. Hmmmmm ought I post several of the oldies? Probably too many and entirely too long. There would probably be hundreds.
peace
gene
My hot bath is heating and can get tooooooo hot. So, this is my first blog as mentioned. I have many thoughts that are roaming in my head lately and am eager to get into this. Been writing to about 200 people for years one on many with email. Some have finally suggested this method. Hmmmmm ought I post several of the oldies? Probably too many and entirely too long. There would probably be hundreds.
peace
gene
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
