BIENESTADO IS NOW DOT COM

Bienestado.wordpress.com is now bienestado.com – The old url will redirect for all kinds of access.

We expect to spend a lot more time in 2013 with BIENESTADO. In 2012 our primary efforts went to NineElevens.com and CanDoJack.com because those two sites primary carried news about the most recent books we have published (on Amazon.com’s KINDLE). and the tremendous volume of material we published on those two sites relative to the U.S. election.

In 2013 our primary efforts will be through BIENESTADO.COM because:

BIENESTADO IS WELL BEING IN SPANISH AND I LOVE THE SPANISH LANGUAGE WHETHER IN California, Latin America, or the country that always stirs my heart, Spain.

I am very concentrated this year on the many dangers we face from the diabolical behavior of the corporate combine. Throughout US history the corporate world has insidiously conditioned the mind of the populace to be stupid, unhealthy, and uneducated but, receptive to its brute force advertising to sell its products yet leave little income in its pockets to handle any real quality of life issues.

Bottom line: “It’s a jungle out there, Jane.” -Tarzan

By example, this week I am focusing on information about a little thing called fluoride. Yeah, I know. It has been pushed on you against your will. It is difficult to find toothpaste that does not have fluoride in it. It is even more difficult to find a municipality that does not have flouoride in its water supply. ON TOP OF ALL THAT YOU THOUGHT A POSITIVE REASON MUST EXIST FOR YOU TO THANK THE WORLD FOR PUTTING FLUORIDE IN YOUR WATER AND TOOTHPASTE. I hope you are NOT infected or affected by either source because fluoride will destroy your brain. Why do you think about fifty percent of the populace that votes will vote Republican?

I have been going through the 2013 Climate Report. It is a MASSIVE document. (Yes, I got an early copy. As well, the document has nothing glamourous in it so why would anybody try to push real information on you. )To be honest, judging by that document, your bienestado ain’t looking so good. But before, you start praying for the rocks to fall on you, calm down and start tuning into BIENESTADO.COM because I will not only explain what the report is telling us but concentrating on telling you what you can do about it. And how I can help you. YES, I SAID HELP YOU.

So, hook in, hang ten, and hold out as we say in surfing and sailing. OH THAT REMINDS ME. An old Mexican Airline ad said, “The US is a great place to visit but, please! – – – DO NOT DRINK THE WATER – – –

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ImMoRtAlIty — pay you forward to pay others forward

The key to life is dum vivimus vivamus (for life, live) according to Heinlein’s esprit on the hilt of the savant, sweet, savage, sword in GLORY ROAD but, the key to immortality is, like life, also controlled and managed by the individual in a kind of pay you forward to pay others forward.

Your immortality is the you that resides in the minds that knew you or the minds that know you by your life’s product and will take the programs you have written, ditties you have created, the breath that kick starts your poem with insight and works of arts and sciences that remain or remain in the minds of those whom you once subsumed but, which now must consume eternally as in eucharists your body and blood and that is what salvation through Christ was all about ritually charging the engine and motivating you to, full of bread and wine, crackers and beer, switching on the creative current produce through LOGOS a memory lingering or fleeting, wisps of the immortality of someone that will evanesce from those wisps into drops of paint on canvas, waves of sound on the sands of semiconductivity reverberating almost phonically as well as tonally, ‘it is like what is beyond the end of the universe, the other side of utopia,’ “IT JUST IS.” or will be soon as you get off your creative tale gate.

Like Alan Watts said, “Waves wave, people people” after I asked whether there was anything in astrology worth knowing to which he finished his reply with “everything affects everything.”

I want that first line of that poem to contain the hueance of color, light, and spirit that will be picked up on the receiver of someone and perceived and regurgitated as a pasture pastry that makes the LOGOS vibrate a really heavy carrier wave frequency.

Nine Elevens

Peace, Love, Nuts, and Berries

I fell in love with the island of Bali and its people who dazzled me with the first true smiles I had seen on humans. Bali is the first of many smaller islands strung along the line of the Java mainland that points ultimately to New Guinea. I have never been to New Guinea. I had planned to go to New Guinea as a Christian linguistic missionary. I never made it. Eventually I thought it would be better if they came to the US and converted me. And in a way, they did. But, Islam terminates with the end of Java and Bali begins a mysterious culture that is a blend of animism and hindu.

This was a long time ago. A little before or after Obama’s mama reached that area of Indonesia in her professional capacity. If I had encountered her I would not have known. I had no idea who she was or that she had a son who would become POTUS before I discovered that a book would be written about her that I would someday begin to read. That someday was far away into the future year of 2011. That book is A Singular Woman, Riverhead Books, published by Penguin Group.

I also did not know that the reason for those brilliant smiles existing could be the natural upwelling of nitrous oxide in the ocean off the north shore of the island. Karl Kempton of Oceano told me about that. I did not even know yet if my Danish friend, Robert Livingston, was correct about the Lotus Blossom Cafe having a secret breakfast menu on which appeared the special item, the magic mushroom omelet. It did.

I did not know yet that to get to the Volcano I would be rowed across by a local in a Balinese version of a dugout canoe. I DID know that spooky things happen. I did NOT know whether a god existed named Coincidence. I DID know that a hundred plus years before my voyage across the lake to the volcano that the volcano had been the destination of a pilgrimage. I DID know that when the people had gathered on the slopes of the volcano, as they did each century the volcano had erupted and swallowed them alive. I Did know they trekked to the volcano again a century later in the 1970s. The volcano regurgitated again. Whenever I tell this story I imagine I am Kurt Vonnegut telling the story. And people know I am Kurt Vonnegut because I continue to pop up the phrase “and so on.” And the last thing Kurt ever says is, “This repetitive feature of existence is a variation of a thing called coincidence.”

My base of operations for the Bali caper series was a hotel, SAS if I remember correctly because I worked then as a software engineer for Scandinavian Airlines who had convinced the SAS Hotel to provide me, and other SAS people I suppose, a substantial discount. Each room was a pointed grass hut about 30 feet high and 30 feet in diameter. My room had a 24/7 reptile which looked like a Geico commercial. I assume his famiy members provided the same service, whatever it was, to the other huts. Perhaps the service was the elimination of spiders big as a George Foreman fist. The teenage entrepreneur who had leased me my Honda 150 motorcyle had also rented me a bungalo behind his parent’s back yard behind a pig sty. I had made the mistake of creating an incident with the spider as he sat watching me from the outside of the window screen. So, he had come INSIDE. We played “guess which end of the bed I am under now, Jack” until dawn.

But, I will cherish the memory of the spacious huts with the body guard reptiles.

A couple was staying in the next hut. He was a business man who had returned to Bali with his Balinese wife. They had lived several years in Hong Kong. She was from Bali and had been raised as a dancer. Specifically, she danced the tales of the mahabharata. So, they took me with them to watch the dances. I recommend going to the dances after specializing for fifteen years in Hindu legends of the Mahabharata or making a friend who was raised as a dancer.

In the hut on the other side was a beautiful woman from Fiji who was awaiting the arrival of her husband who was a pilot for Air France.

I learned at this hotel to distinguish fruit platters left for guests and fruit platters left as offering for the local deities. While I am recommending stuff I should recommend this distinguishing of the platters before you arrive in Bali. Armed with the ability to distinguish my food from god’s, I would wander and wonder off about the island on that little Honda. I often did not return to the SAS hotel in the evening. If i were somewhere like the tiny village near the volcano, I would get a little food and room for four or five dollars.

If you know me long enough you will know when I tell a Bali story I will mention the rice farmer I met while resting the bike and soaking up scenery. Of course, he and I discussed the human condition. Somewhere in there he said, “How could I hurt you? How could I fail to wish you well. We are part of the same organism.”

Toward the end of my stay in Bali I turned my attention to the south coast. Specifically, I was looking for a surfing beach which was supposed to have some of the highest waves in the world. I trekked a very worn path through the brush over dunes, around dunes, for an eternity. I thought I had lost my way when I saw ahead a teetering six foot high sign. I was certain it would have directions on the other side. It was twisted 180 degrees. Reaching the other side I found the direction comprised the following anamistic, spiritual clue to managing reality. It took a while to make out the letters, though they were huge. I finally deciphered the message. The sign was telling me that coke is the real thing.

Enough exploring. The following day I stayed on the main road until it reached a very popular beach.

Along the way I found a coconut forest and paid the forester to climb a tree and fetch me a coconut. And that’s a good thing, Martha, because word, coconut, is the primary keyword and tag to this entire article. And I apologize for not mentioning it up front.

Soon I was roaring down the road to the beach with a beautiful coconut between my knees on the Honda’s gas tank.

I found a comfy table that would be in the shade all day. I took the coconut to the bartender. I told him that I had enjoyed his island for, lo, many a week and was tired. I asked him if he would exercise his creativity in providing me a sequence of rum coconut drinks throughout the day. He complied with an almost true smile and pleasant attitude.

And before I knew it I was back in the arms and wings of SAS and headed for home. Copenhagen would still be weighted down with snow.

I have often wondered how much tourism has changed Bali since I was there. I think about going back. I usually end the thinking as I do about other places. You cannot go back to a place which probably is uniquely your creation. So, collect your building materials well, for you can only return to the place you created in your own mind and heart. And that’s a good thing, Martha. Those memories are part of the sustainability that enables and capacitates the smile of your later years.

I needed to have something to show for my attempted sabbatical in Bali, however. One thing was this. I had now seen what a genuine smile looked like. I vowed to be able to exhibit one any time any where. Two, I had fallen in lover with coconuts all over again. I vowed to learn some things about coconuts. After all I have been a ‘health’ nut since the days of Adele Davis. (ask your mom about Adele Davis)

So, I don’t know how to tell you to produce a genuine smile. But, I DO know how to increase the value of your life and its length.

Try pina coladas without alcohol

health benefits of coconut oil

coconut oil and weight loss

villain or virtuous, voluptuous, virgin

Be well, be a well,
CanDo Jack
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Perpetual Motion Machines

We have learned to be entertained, encouraged, and dedicated to admiring our son Jacob. When he becomes enthralled, even obsessed, with an idea, we are amazed at the enthusiasm with which he dedicates himself to a project.

We were never more amused nor more admiring than the time he learned how to say “perpetual motion machine.” Most of us have encountered the PMM at some point in our development. Most of have remained enthralled to some degree thinking about a machine that creates enough energy to keep itself functioning without external help. Our Jacob had the plans. We helped him buy the parts. In no time the deck swing had been pushed back to make room for the project work area. As he worked on the project I practiced my spiel which would retain some hope for future projects, offer condolences, suggest ways to analyze his method and continue trying to determine what to do to make it happen when he returned to the project.

He never has returned to the project. He has NEVER returned to the project but his enthusiasm is as boundless as ever and he has had some very successful projects since.

I am convinced the most destructive disease ever to plague society is currently mesmerized by greed. One of the current manifestations of the greed disease that is destined to destroy society and civilization is a version of the perpetual motion machine. Here is how it works.

Like alchemy or “winning” casino strategies, greed is driving an ever increasing number of participants to the PERPETUAL MOTION MACHINE. The machine will never work. It will appear to work best and longest for the richest. The outer fringes of the whirl wind is where the pseudo-rich, or almost rich, or wannabees, will lose adhesion and adherence to the whirl wind.

Ultimately the fringe does considerable harm. In insisting they are not part of the non-rich world, they create disunity of several kinds and destroy vital interfaces of several kinds. Examples are breaks in kinds of relationship that keep society and the economy functioning.

This can be seen already in GOP efforts to discontinue unemployment benefits, and cripple social security (the only element of government that has continued to function as designed and pay for itself). And yes, GOP congress people are on the fringe of the whirl wind. They are not rich. At least they would not be if their pockets were not stuffed by lobbyist pocket stuffers.

Fringers interfere with job creation and the continued functioning of vital social utilities. In their efforts to continue to play the investment games of the perpetual motion machine they distract themselves from high value interfaces with their communities. This is more critical in smaller communities which need particpation of the entire community to function as highly independent and self sufficient social and economic units which will be the ultimate salvation of society overall.

In recent months we have seen the Federal Reserve provide the rich with cash incentives to invest in essentially a closed market. From the fringe to the center of the whirl wind, rich and pseudo-rich have frolicked, greedily excited with getting all they can and canning all they can get as a result of the Fed’s pseudo largesse.

Whether the debt ceiling is raised is really a moot point. The dollar is coming down. The perpetual motion machine will not work. The rich will still be rich. But, dollars will not be a sustainable fuel. At long last the rich will begin to learn the meaning of sustainability.

Outside the whirl wind, communities are bginning to exercise a kind of ostracism of their own. They will continue to cement real values as they replace dollars with their own local currencies, with barter, with exchange work. In doing so they will exhibit a knowledge of the definition of sustainability and a capability of utilizing it and a total lack of concern for perpetual motion machines and the greed diseases that have reached epidemic levels wherever politicians gather.

If that last paragraph is over your head, the better path is 1) thinking about it, 2) discussing it with members of your own community, 3) learning more by looking into the volume of information that we and other community minded researchers and activists have and will be providing, 4) learning how to abandon old paradigms, 5) and speaking of paradigms ultimately wishing you had read my book Psycho Paths and Con Trails when it was published a year ago on Kindle.

California Dreaming

The subject of this paper, plainly put, is economic and social survival on a global and national scale but more importantly on a local scale:

harnessing the power of community,

backing away from elements of the larger society where they threaten our survival, our success, and our general well being

We are at a critical point. What is most critical is that we have sacrificed our birthright to the criminal elements of our government, business, and the totalitarian interests who have succeeded in focusing our attention on terrorism from without as they have diabolically herded us toward the feudal serfdom they have planned for us like cattle down a slaughter ramp.

For the nation and to a grand extent the states, no escape can be seen from an economic and social hell.

To a large degree salvation depends on focusing united efforts on communities. To be honest my first thought was to stop loving it and leave it. After all it worked before. Several things eliminated that option. The worst of these things is that the catastrophe is global. I would have to forsake family and tribe. My health and capabilities have been failing – I am old. I am not the captain of my soul that I was when I set sail to make a cosmopolitan life for my self and make cultural antropology my avocation.

I am convinced the quality of survival is going to depend on community strength. I do not mean by that a few brilliant hard working contributors carrying a majority on their backs that can’t focus worthy efforts. More correct would be a strong core focus on local resources and a rejection of attention to areas of concern that can be reduced by removing them from focus.

Much of what I have been unable to clarify in a laser like way in the opening paragraphs of this paper will be clearer as we go along. So stick with me. And focus.

I have passed this paper to a rather small number of people whom I assess as being capable of understanding and who will dessiminate widely. This paper is going up as well to a portal page on the web whose URL is bienestado.wordpress.com. The purpose of this page is to broadcast information about what is needed and funnel interest to means of maintaining information flow and communication.

Bienestado is, like bien estar, a Spanish way of saying well being. In fact I probably would have used the term ‘wellbeing’ but it was unavailable as a web location term.

I would like to save the world but I cannot and my primary area of concern is the area I selected ten years ago as the area where I would circle my ultimate wagons. I am convinced still that I chose correctly.

DEVALUATION

In January of 2011 I got extremely concerned the US would devalue the dollar. I am a Jack of all trades and master of none, Economics being the least and last in my long line of Nones.

Unlike today’s blathering politicians and official money tenders who serve the billious billionaires and not their constitutional “equals” I try to adhere to the following admonishment. “It ain’t so much the things we don’t know that get us into trouble. It’s the things we do know that just ain’t so.” — Artemus Ward.

So, I ask a lot of questions. For example, when I travelled a lot, professionally and expeditionally, I made a habit of looking for information sources on entering a country. I asked a lot of questions.

So, in the mid 1990s I landed in Rio to fly Corcovado on my paraglider. Exiting the airport I stopped at Information for information. It went something like this.

“What should I know before I hit the street?”

“The Crucero was just devalued.”

“So, people on the street will be trying to sell me cruceros for dollars?”

“That is first phase. Forastero, in the second phase so many cruceros will be lying in the street, you must be very careful you don’t slip on theem like a banana peel and hurt jurself.”

And it was so. Weather went wet. I had to go to Argentina to fly. Don’t cry for me. The streets of Rio were flooded with the crucero. I collected wads of them just to pass around after the journey.

The streets were flooded with the tears of those Brasileros who were not safely rich and protected by their politician control portals and money tenders, etc.

Back in our future. The U.S. dollar was not suddenly devalued in January 2011. What I learned was that the dollar has been being devalued for several years. (Well, think about it. Any entity, YOU, for example. Your personal currency value on the market will depend on many factors about you. If, for example, you are waging wars that you don’t call wars on six continents and have no money to pay for them and no reason to wage them and you aren’t maintaining your own industry and infrastructure, then the value of your personal currency will flow rapidly downhill no matter how many six guns you belt on while blathering about how righteous you are as thousands of nasty, revealing notes you have written and labeled ‘secret’ get exposed via WEAKILICKS to those you are trying to persuade differently.)

DISINTEGRATION

Well, I learned a lot of other things about the catastrophic condition of the world’s finances and other things that I had not focused on when I was researching my book, PSYCHO PATHS AND CON TRAILS, in 2010.

I capsulized what I learned and put it on 2 audio CDs. One CD, 2011, described the problem. The second CD, SOLUTIONS, described what to do about it and promised to follow up with a string of newsletters with additional information to those who obtained the two CDs.

My research indicated that disintegration and fragmentation would ensue. I also concluded that the first wave of that fragmentation could be made constructive while the second wave would likely be due to the failure of the first wave.

Every writer has a writer’s form of reverse buyer’s remorse. Mine was severe. I wanted some direct feedback. So I planted a cheaply made brochure whose title was, “WILL THE SKY FALL TODAY?”. I put it in several places and watched for reaction. The reaction was poor. I reasoned that by then the newly elected wackos backed by the billionaires and their psychopaths were the buzz of the bandwidth and the print of the press, true to form, making a flurry of lies and avoiding the truth. Truth had less chance of winning than hard fours on a crap table.

For more than two years I have been fighting the effects of post concussion. Most of this year I have gone from sleep to headaches, vertigo, confusion, and back to sleep. I have had to work very hard at resecuring my own viability.

COMMUNITY

AS I HAVE COME OUT OF THE FOG I HAVE REALIZED I HAD NO CAUSE FOR MY “BUYER’S REMORSE” ABOUT ADVANCING MY FINANCIAL CRISIS CDs NOR ABOUT MY BOOK psycho paths and con trails WHICH IS STILL AVAILABLE THROUGH AMAZON’S KINDLE.

TO WIT:

One night I was returning from SLO on the RTA Bus. So far this year I have not driven. For these reasons:

• One: on the bus I minimize my confusion and headaches, feel better and feel I am potentially less danger to other drivers when not driving.
• Two: one of the many things we have to learn in the brave new world of global deterioration or potential survival is to totally rethink our operational approach to living.
• Three: whether we thrive, dive, or barely survive, the rethink will make us healthier in every way.
• Four: Peak Oil occurred five years ago. If you do not know what peak oil means you probably don’t ask enough questions and you probably won’t survive.
• Five: taking the bus is at present cheaper for me in a number of ways and
• Six: I have fun making funny faces with other people’s grand children in preference to mean faces at other drivers.

Returning from SLO I listened to Guy Rathbun on KCBX. I suggest you check kcbx.org frequently: Rathbun specifically and archives generally for an incredible quantitative and qualitatively worthwhile audio input and if you have money and do not give some of it to KCBX then start now and give double.

Rathbun interviewed Douthwaite, co-author and editor of FLEEING VESUVIUS. In short this work is a collection of essays from more than a score of intelligent professionals about the shape of the “fix” me and my country are in and how to get out. Of the fix or the country.

WHAT AMAZED ME ABOUT RATHBUN’S INTERVIEW WITH DOUTHWAIT WAS WHAT DOUTHWAIT SAID WAS LIKE LISTENING TO MYSELF DICTATING MY 2011 AND SOLUTIONS CDs. Whoopee. I was not crazy. My hectic yet perspicacious research was in agreement with expert and brilliant professionals with mutual interests: e.g. common sense.

SOME KNOWNS ABOUT THE WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN

1. With the advent of the 21st century, the Clinton Administration ended showing a huge financial surplus for the federal government. The unelected Bush administration was illegally installed by the Supreme Court. [Don’t argue. I was living in Florida at the time, hooked in to information and watching bags of votes float down the canal behind my house.]

The “small budget”, “frugal”, “godly” people went on a spending frenzy doing the opposite of what they said they stood for. Nobody was surprised. For the rest of the decade Americans were treated to shock therapy, similar in execution but apparently safer than the shock therapy employed in all the secret prisons the “godly” were busy extending. As the reign of “terror fighters” came to a close, an economic collapse was continually piled on the doorstep of the incoming administration apparently as a final token of the shock therapy school of government. But, what we the people had no need to be shocked about was this. Politicians from both parties were frolicking through the piles of good fortune borrowed money with pockets open to the largesse of lobbyist stocking stuffers.

The decade ended with a populace that, though shocked, had room for more as it was introduced to a world we realized differed from anything we had known before. One factor was emblematic. Many citizens happy with the advent of the “change” administration wondered why the malefactors of the previous administration were never hung to dry on gallows scattered along Pennsylvania Avenue. What the Wikileak papers underlined was that the diabolical practices of the federal government’s managers have not changed significantly since the era of Nixon’s dirty tricks and dirty laundry.

One would have to be the most gullible of the gullible to be too ignorant to understand the most basic of rules. “IF YOUR MAMA SAYS SHE LOVES YOU, CHECK IT OUT.” The degree to which Clinton moved from left to center was nothing compared to the degree Obama moved past center bowing to the wealthy, handing out money, and imitating Bush’s penchant for crimes against humanity. And the other football team in American politics? They stayed in their status quo and did what they have always done, try to look intelligent when they say stupid stuff.

2. After the Bushes installed themselves the new century just got crazier and crazier. At first we thought we would at worst have to endure the comedy of stupidity and embarrassment on behalf of the costumed condescension of religiosity. We were beginning to wonder more and more why we needed the increasingly apparent diabolical nature of Cabinet knaves and bonafide pirates like Rumsfeld and Wolfiwitz and ogres like Cheney.

But who cared? Everyone was making money. Pockets everywhere were bulging with money the gov was borrowing from anyone who wanted to lend the favored currency, the US dollar.

Here are some common threads between my work back in the winter and that of Fleeing Vesuvius:

• 1. Optimizing the disconnect with the blathering establishment
• 2. Moving into an operational arena more and more and more disassociated with the US dollar
• 3. Estabishing community currencieS: (Several States have created state gold standard currencies)
• 4. Working with and optimizing the strengths of your community (The Small-Mart Revolution: How Local Businesses Are Beating the Global Competition by Michael H. Shuman)
• 5. Save your seeds – escaping Monsanto
• 6. Manipulating the ongoing devaluation of the dollar by participatory/nonparticipatory choices
• 7. Tribalism/Extended family/Community
• 8. Community Markets
• 9. Barter
• 10. Energy production
• 11. Elimination of nuclear reactors
• 12. If Obama had kept his promises instead of extending the Bush era economic patterns we could be well on the way to replacement of destructive energy sources with clean ones and unemployment would be eliminated and the lives of millions of people would be happily different.
• 13. Application of the tenets we’re drilling into are particular applicable in areas like SLO County. This area is particularly rich in creativity, arts, energy sources, and independence.
• 14. The general procedure is for the rich and powerful to continue their own enrichment and empowerment. More and more of the lesser rich are thereby encouraged to dissociate themselves with the less than rich thinking that their hanging on the hem of wealth’s garment will save them. IT WILL NOT.

These are just some of the notions worth considering. But, number ten I realize is the one that has been on my heart and mind the longest. Almost every day I lived in Cayucos I flew from the top of the mountain I lived at the foot of. I never flew from that mountain that I did not think about the reality of floating on the energy source that could make our county energy self sufficient. I am certain and anticipate proving that and including a triangle train in that energy grid. Or consider this. In one of my favorite paraglider flying locations in Switzerland you could take a paraglider taxi from Wengen (at the base of the Eiger and fly down to the town of Interlochen).

If you want the two audio CDs, send me $20. (PO Box 166, Atascadero, CA, 93423) All proceeds go to accomplishing this program of survival and flourish. Your input and help is required. Your comments can be placed on the bienestado web page.

This essay will appear at the following web url:
bienestado.wordpress.com

DO NOT THINK I AM INTENTIONALLY INVADING AREAS ALREADY PLOUGHED WELL BY OTHER CONCERNED PEOPLE AND ENTITIES. WHAT I WANT TO DO IS DETERMINE HOW MANY FORCES CAN CARE FOR ONE ANOTHER AND COMPLEMENT EFFORTS. I am thinking specifically at the moment of Mothers for Peace. I appreciate immensely Jane Swansons statement on the diabolical Diablo statements in the June 16 – June 23 issue of New Times. I expected more of a voice from others after that cute page in NT where the big heading OPINION appeared above and in line with the small heading SAFETY and ever so cutely beneath that a picture of Diablo looking like a religious center with its two darling deadly domes while already infant deaths show a more than significant rise in the US northwest as long range huge puffs of radioactivity easily reach and land in the US. [Duh, where did you think our weather comes from? Look up Coriolis Force]

If you get this as an email consider that the contents are not the ravings of one of your fellow citizens suffering from Traumatic Brain Injury. He indeed is, yet you are receiving a sane production through a window of the purest clarity.

Pass it on and in the words of one whose facebook comment I really loved today, “Pay it forward.”

The Pamphlet

The Sky Falling pamphlet is pure simplicity in concept, in presentation, and its two goals. It is used by our Play It Forward people to introduce the program. As it should be, when your mind is on the concept and later on the metaphor, the last thing you are interested in is how shiny, how glossy, how much it must have cost to produce. The words and the word picture capture the elements of the subject in a way the richest graphics could not compete with.

Save this sheet and your pamphlet. You can make money while you learn how to financially survive.

Buy the first CD entitled 2011. You can buy the first CD by mail. Wrap a five dollar bill in a sheet of paper. On that sheet write your name, return address, email address if you have one followed by the CD name 2011. Use an envelope with a stamp and your return address. Mail to Jack, PO Box 166, Atascadero, CA 93423.

Your ID is on the CD. When you buy the second CD, entitled SOLUTIONS, then and only then, people you give a copy of your pamphlet to can buy from us CDs 1 and 2. They must supply your ID as explained on CD 1. Those who buy CDs 1 and 2 must include your ID on their orders. We send you your commissions each week with a list of the sales and their ID numbers. For commission totals less than $100, we send you the commission every two weeks. You can choose to let your commissions ride. That means we then hold on your behalf $5 coupons for each sale. Each person you get to buy CDs 1 and 2 gets you another $5 coupon. Get 20 people to buy CDs 1 and 2 and you clear $85 in addition to learning about financial survival. No limit on how many coupons you can earn. The coupons are expected to increase in value. Be clear though. You can always choose cash commissions. The coupons are an option.

To earn commissions, use your copy of “WILL THE SKY FALL TODAY?” Put a SMALL line through the previous ID on the back. Do not erase or scratch out. Then write in clearly your own ID on the back of the pamphlet. Make copies of the pamphlet. Each one has your ID on it. Distribute freely.

The coupons cannot decrease in dollar value. You will always have in your account at least the amount equal to $5 times the number of the people you got to buy CDs 1 and 2. After April 1, 2011 a decision will be made as to whether to increase the value of each coupon. Therefore your coupons can increase in value. But, on or after April 1, 2011, if you want to cash out we will send your coupons or their dollar value to you.

We intend the coupons to become worth far more than $5. Learn about this on CD 2, entitled solutions. We verify your coupon totals every two weeks.

We create our job lists from high performers.

All materials are under copyright. All rights are reserved. Any attempts to scam this operation will be harshly reacted to. NO, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO COPY THE CDs. THEY CARRY THE STANDARD CD PROTECTION INSIDE AND EACH CD IS ID SPECIFIC AND THE ID IS IN OUR DATABASE.

Si. Hablamos Espanol. Y se puede comprar los CDs grabado en Espanol. Y se puede Usted venderlos con nosotros.

You can work with us using English or Spanish. If you want to work with us on Craig List or other online medium, send me an email.

Yes, we have a number of products we want to get into the hands of individuals interested in doing more in their future than just surviving. Send me an email.

What follows is the main text of the bienestado pamphlet:

The sky could fall at any moment. When that sky falls it will fall oh so destructively. What will NOT fall apart? That’s why financial experts are now so fond of the word ‘collapse.’ That’s why the documentary “COLLAPSE” was released. So much news. News that says yes, after all this time of bad economy it is still getting worse. And you ain’t seen nothing yet.

When the economic sky falls it will affect EVERYONE. Don’t think you are safe. Your job won’t save you. Your pension won’t save you. Social Security won’t save you. Medicare probably won’t be around long enough to get you a doctor. Unless you can move your wealth into foreign assets before the sky hits you on the way to the ground, your wealth won’t save you. Your gold stash has a target bull’s eye on it. Your family is severely at risk. Every aspect of your future, your family’s stability, and your way of life is in danger.

How do I know? Who am I to say? My long professional background includes many years of data research, statistical analysis, extrapolation of probabilities and trends both seen and unseen. In my university life two majors vied for dominance: psychology and computer science. And they are still vying but cooperative about helping me understand social realities and economic absolutes.

Get my CD named “2011” containing my in depth description of what society faces this year for the ridiculous price of $3 point of sale, $5 by mail. Those who buy “2011” can then buy the second CD named “Solutions” for $10. Owners of “Solutions” will receive also 1) a continual flow of survival and profit information whose value cannot even be estimated and 2) access to our info and co-op archive. You are going to have to get off your ASSet to save it. I did not create this program for the rich. I created it for the average person. YES, YOU MAY ORDER BOTH CDs TOGETHER IN ONE ENVELOPE BUT TWO ORDER SHEETS.

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Functionally Impressed by a Window Stopper

My first apartment in Copenhagen, Denmark. I was checking it out. Good solid building well built. Relatively new. That is, it had been built in the last fifty years.

Everything was functional and simple. Beautifully and simply well constructed from good materials. I was functionally impressed. I learned that things there are made to last. Forever, maybe. Who knows? No one has lived quite that long.

I looked out the window. A couple was loading their bicycles with their two toddlers. Then off they went together, the four of them.

As my gaze came back inside, I noticed the window was held open by a narrow steel bar. The bar was connected to the window sill at one end. A hook in the bar fell into a ring on the window’s frame at the bottom.

I lifted the bar out of the ring and closed the window.

I lived in that apartment a year and a half. The window stopper bar became a constant reminder of things made well, made simple, out of good materials.

The window bar was functional. It had a definite function. It never failed to function. I am certain that many years later that window bar is still functioning as well as ever. It is well maintained. It gets a little lubricant now and then. Its seatings in the window and frame are checked. It continues to function simply and beautifully.

I have often used that window stopper bar to remind myself that I am like that bar. I have a function. I maintain my health. Thus, I maintain my ability to perform my function.

Since my maintenance is more complicated than that of the window bar, my maintenance requires management so that I can maintain my function.

I have some key elements in my function maintenance management program. They go like this.

• Gather maintenance info
• Study and sort the info into true/keep untrue/discard
• Apply the info
  • If it is an action like exercise, I monitor the integration of that exercise until is settled and functioning, becomes a function and then I employ it and routinely monitor its function and its results.
  • If it is a product, I determine where I can get a quality version of the product. The product is going to be one of my self maintenance functions. It has to be functionally perfect, It has to be pure. It has to be dependable. It has to create good and lasting results. When one realizes the importance of products in their maintenace, then one is ecstatic when one finds a producer of products that has a reputation for the production of quality products based on their research, ability to obtain the correct ingredients, the scientific knowledge and expertise needed to produce the products I need on an ongoing basis. And the ability to deliver routinely according to the need schedule.

My search for info is through web pages I can depend on even if I have to create them myself.

My health cafe is one such page. Check it out.

• A Health Cafe
• Here is another.
  
  Better Health Info

As I said, I don’t want to spend all my time managing my maintenance. But, I do want to maintain my health. I have been doing it a long time. The things I have learned that have value are treasured.

I am able to make my maintenance functional by managing its information. For example, I know what vitamins I need, I know who has the vitamins I need that are of unquestioned quality. The better I manage that and reduce it to routine chores, the more time I have to enjoy my health.

Some people say to me, “oh you take vitamins because you are old.”

I reply, “No, I lived to be old and functional because I take vitamins.”

I had an accident when I was sixty five. One of the doctors said, “I have never seen a sixty five year old as healthy as you are.” I said, “thanks, Doc.”

A few weeks before I had hiked to the top of Mr. Shasta. The upper part was steep icy slopes requiring the use of ice crampons. I did it.

I am not a health nut nor exercise nor sports addict. I have a function.

I am a window bar stopper.

Thanks for listening,

Bienestar

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