5:55 I made it through August 24. After only 2 days away when i came home and have my sense of smell reset during the trip as usually discover new and rediscover old things, troublesome.

There is fine wall dust in the air. I covered the hole 3 days ago but is still on every surfaces, on the carpet, especially in that area of the room and files on vibrations. I plan to vacuum today but it will be days if not weeks until it subsides. The submicron medical grade HEPA filter cannot catch it and my electrostatic filter broke last time in Reno.

The mold smell. The fiberboard upper side of floor is wet and bulged because of a vapor leak from driers exhausts that run through basement. The whole basement must be wet. The mold smells especially under the coach.

When Angela left i went at the car to grab something and felt the smell of poop. Got to go around the building to pick them.

But in a few days i will again get used to them all.

6:56 Yes i gathered about 10 of them. Some very fresh. The dumpsters also smells terribly because many people put open bags in there.

Was thinking. Maybe this is the time to say it. They were a number of stars from Lioness in the casino. I recognized 3 main actresses. Could have been more, could have been the entire crew, i did not follow that show and was in the casino for only an hour or so. Could have been the ones who were partying left and right of our room. The only cameras on the halway were also left and right of our room.

I think there was also this guy Keon Jeong (Chaw) from Hangover. Mainly in the parking lot when i left.

I really don't know what this means but it could be related to the numerous accident like situations on the road from there.

I think they could release the videos in case something happens to me and i cannot deny it anymore. I that moment they could pull all videos from the past saying i led a lavish life here partying with the stars.

Could this song be related to the poem i once translated?

But i believe they have to keep on doing it cause if i go somewhere once or twice and this is not happening anymore then there is no continuity? Or maybe they keep security footage from cameras in the casino only a limited time which could be weeks.

12:45 PM He started a base upstairs so loud it raises the dust that came from that hole and settled everywhere. He started after i posted most recent on the other blog about US imports/exports.

Which reminds me. Yesterday they had an event at Chinook Winds with base so loud we could not stay to eat in the new parking lot (500 ft away from stage, ears were hurting) or anywhere near the casino (i am afraid to go at Roads End because of poops) so we just left. I think he stopped the base before i could finish this entry.

1:10 It was a trick. The base was still on but it's much louder in kitchen area. Could it be they rehears in there, across the corner so they can't be seen from windows. 

1:25 Angela got a gift yesterday at 3 rivers, she played i don't know, maybe 16 hours in two days, on card, she was 400 dollars plus at the end. All that i needed. Now they can say i play loud base. It cannot be big, their gifts usually range in the 20 dollars area. What? Did not open it, probably never will, just one more box added to the clutter.

But could it be related to the bass i heard (and felt) yesterday in the lot at Chinook Winds?

2:10 Just remembered something i have to write here. At Chinook i went inside (coming from the new parking lot, upper level), passed through the sky bridge with glass walls which was also vibrating with bass, and went to the restroom. I think i saw one more short guy in there. I came at the car and we left.

When i got at Spirit Mountain the mw monitor was beeping and i thought i had my phone again on network but could not find it. We both searched for about 15 minutes. During that time a group of Asians, looking more Korean than Japanese or Chinese passed our car. A couple of them were laughing but they were talking about something else.

One more hour on the road, we were talking about options, i have the old one which i also found after i thought they stole it from me at the dumpster, don't know if it does a sim card and the whole ordeal i had to pass through to activate it which for me is always way more then for "normal people". Thinking about the hundreds or thousands of pictures i got in there and never had time to process them.

When we got home Angela found the phone on the car's floor near the passenger door, where the Asians passed by.

3:22 The base has moved in the bedroom. Outside there is a compressor for a power washing. Decibels coming from all directions.

Yeah it sounds like a rehearsal. A few seconds from a song and then they go to the next. In the bedroom.

9:00 AM Deja vu. It happened again last night around midnight in the room next to ours. Also yesterday when i left the room around 5 PM i saw a woman coming out of hotel main entrance with a drone in her hand, suggesting someone forgot it in a room and she took it to lost and found.

9:20 Young people including a woman with a very thin voice goodbying on the hallway like they have been to a party together last night.

9:30 George Simion.

9:25 PM Got back home @6 PM. First thing i noticed was this smell that i probably got used to and did not recognize it when i left. First i thought it was mold but then i realized it resembles the smell in Lake Oswego and it could be meth. Or crack. Or both.

I saw earlier the guy from upstairs taking a chair into his SUV and he did lots of laundry (the floor is bulged, he was drying when we came) and thought he was moving but no, he is right now in the bedroom, pacing around while we are watching a movie (yes Hangover 3) and probably smoking that stuff which slowly but surely gets in here.

10:48 AM The door chain at the hotel room was not working. I could open and close the door and the door chain came back into a semi-open position. But then it started to remain open and after i tried a few more times it started to work. So there is nothing to show them.

I always tape the door chains and sometimes the toor itself but last night my brain wasn't working so well. Maybe because of the smoke yesterday morning at the apartment, or the fact that my cell phone was on network again putting out microwaves all the way here though i left it on airplane mode. Yes i honestly believe cell phones to that to people.

When Angela came in the room (after she won a jackpot) after 5 AM the tape was on and i remember i put it back on again a few minutes later. At 10 when my phone alarm for insulin rang, the tape was not on and the door was basically open.

No there is nothing missing except my sanity. Should i do the insulin injection anymore?

Angela worked one extra hour (from 5 AM) all week so we could left early on Friday. However, she came with a flat tire that was done by 1:30 PM. I was stoned by smoke all morning and i tried to check the left rear brake and could not put it back together for hours. It was 5:30 on the car's clock when we were finally on the road.

Then we got into the commuter traffic and wasted at least more half hour.

They were poops outside when i worked at the car which i ignored. After Woodburn a severe diarrhea episode hit me. Exactly like last time but a bit later maybe. I barely made it to an exit, i remember i saw a Pilot gas station but went at Carl's junior.

A woman resembling her dressed modestly with no makeup got there right in front of me and checked the woman's door but the door had a lock with a keyboard and we both went at the counter. She got a number, i got a number, but again she was faster than me and went at the... men's door and tried the combination. I told her and she turned, smiled at me and went to ladys while i opened my door, right in time.

Trying to get back on the freeway a Safeway truck was covering my merging space while i already gained speed on the fast finishing ramp and the driver pulled on second lane trying to let me (a new one, never seen before) so i got on . Then he suddenly switched back as i was trying to get behind him on second lane while another vehicle was in my blind spot while Angela kept yelling.

Yesterday when we were pulling suitcases on the halway to got into the room, there was an older couple coming in the opposite direction and he said something to us like "you guys can't stay out of Oregon 38" (maybe) and since neight me or Angela did not understand what he said we did not answer.

But was it near exit 238 when this happen? A semi platform full of bales of straw got on I5 and started letting straws behind. I figured maybe trying to cover what i said about irritating dust at the apartment.They alway invariably double most significant event i report here. Time stamp is 6:41 and this was not the peak of the "snowing".

That XTRA guy switched lanes and i too trying to take a picture of that platform while Angela kept yelling and then i pulled on the shoulder and Angela kept yelling saying i would get something in my tires. But waited there one minute or so and he went ahead but there was straw on the road for half more hour or maybe more.

Yes when she comes from work on fridays Angela is always on the edge. Until she gets inside a casino and plays for 8 continuous hours until she can fall asleep. And then she is calmer next day.

4:25 Angela wanted to see the boardwalk. I after looking at the map said was not worth it. It is a 500 ft boardwalk. She won and we went there after i looked on the map. But at first intersection we started arguing again, me with the map in my head. I took a left which was right but missed the name of the street and crossed the bridge. On the bridge there was a young man in an A shirt.

We turned around and Angela got a visual so we took a right on 1st. I saw black T-shirts with iron crosses, catholic crosses and many people with kids crossing before i could reach the lot. Next to the boardwak and older guy was peeing his dog. Angela got first out of the car and was pushed out of he way by some vehicles driven by Asians (a big stump here from the maid next door).

Finally got on the boardwalk only to see an orange/brown orangutan working with a power tool sanding the new wooden rails on his boat while the wind was blowing from his direction (double to double). Got back in the car, saw a stop sign at the first intersection but was so mad i did not see the Bronco which i think stopped there after us. However he let me first.

When i got back in the room (wanted mostly to search for my lighter) i thought i should film this. The door is moving slowly but at the last inch it suddenly accelerated to a slam. For some reason, i pushed the door (normally would not have tried since the door supposedly shots automatically) but i did and guess what. The door was not closed. Not the first time is happening to me in these hotels, i think last time was in Reno where i had to try and then pull so i just tried to do that but could not close the latch.

But this time i did it again and filmed it.

However i went inside and could shut it by pushing real hard. I did not like the quality of the video (yes i am a perfectionist as my father was) and went back again to film one more time and guess what. The door did shut itself, easily. Good thing i had the card in my wallet and the wallet in the pocket.

4:50 The invisible highly electrified dust from that power tool got to me. My t-shirt (and jacket) is now completely wet. Lately it happened to me a lot at home.

7:42 I think i have an idea what could had happened last night. I saw a top star from a porn site (not AlexaCrush) inside the casino. She smiled at me, i was staring trying to remember where i know her from and why she was looking at me and when she realized i had no idea she took off in a hurry. Could have been more.

12:11 AM I am in the bedroom watching a movie. Angela fell asleep and upstairs they started. She was complaining about that for a long time. Right after midnight or after she falls asleep.

Thoughts of the day still echoing in my mind. Short bursts of emotions from movie. Every time my emotions pass a certain level (very low i take it) someone makes a creaking noise upstairs. It is not in the bed, but next to it. Like standing waiting frozen in time and then moving. Could be a robot, i don't know.

Very unsettling unnerving thought changing bullying influencing.

12:33 What they just done cannot described here but i think it's part of a magic ritual. Then they creaked the floor some time with no apparent purpose. Not going to the restroom, washing shower or flushing. Just creaking the floor above by walking very slowly for minutes (talking about inches) without an apparent purpose.

12:06 Got a flat. Right rear, This is exactly how it started 5 years ago. Went to Les Schwab, they said the tire is pretty worned out. Hoewever they gave me one hour. It wasn't like this, worned uneven, the car has a negative camber and there is no adjustments o rear. I said i need it today, i will buy new tires. Back in 2021 the tires that were ordered on Amazon came at the door the day after the accident.

Back in 2021 Les Schwab said the tire was damaged beyond repair (from a previous installation done in the same shop), i drove to Ilani (40 miles) on a spare, was doing the speed limit (60) when the guy hit me from behind pretending my lights went out due to a mod i made at the battery.

Today i tried in three more places before i went to Les Schwab, one gave me two hours, two said they don't have the tools.

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10:55 Man am i tired or what. How many squats around the car today. I took four wheels apart and put back together, ran at Les Schwab (and three other places), all those 20 lug nuts unscrewed, screwed and torqued back. All after months with almost no physical activity. But still have to write at least a few words about what happened today.

But first about the screenshots above and the video. I was here inside the hotel at 3 rivers and hooked the TV as a monitor to my PC and watched some youtube while doing the salad (with ingredients fresh from the garden) and then eating. One video led to another and then i saw the video above. I had this idea and did a google search (screenshot above).

Anybody remembers first years of the internet with dial-up and stuff, with most sites written directly in html by enthousiast guys god bless their souls and pictures here and there. And of course conspiracy theories abounded, written again with html in wide pagesm, hard to read. It was way before big media corporation took over with humongous, sophisticated sites done probably with AI having more or less what they have on TV.

Most of the conspiracy theories back then were about freemasons, some about George Soros, what else. "Secret" protocols of Sion and how the Jews ruled the world.

Could have been but do not remember. About rosicrucianism.

But who would have thought that Axl Rose was spitting in our face their ideas and propaganda.

Today. I did not realize how stoned i was this morning until i took apart the right rear brake (after i came back with the wheel from Les Schwab). Did not even bother to gather the numerous poops near where my truck was parked. So i came with the tire in my hand and took two of the 14 mm screws and voila. My caliper was hanging in the air by those hydraulic end electrical lines. In the end i managed to pull the plates from there and two springs flew away. Good thing i found them.

After i spent about one hour trying to put those together, which would have violated a few laws of the known Universe i figured i have to unscrew two more screws (go down to the next level) where everything was possible.

Yes i felt the smoke inside in the morning but was just an annoyance. Was thinking, who would have... Must have been some garbage items on the redwood mulch that made some mold, etc..

Now that i think, it was smoke, coming most likely from upstairs. After what i wrote last night about sex magic, they decided to ridicule me so they sent me to Les Schwab in a state of "stoned" with few words coming out of me. Anybody reminds me to go Monday at the office to tell them they smoke things upstairs?

11:33 2008. Deja vu.

12:30 PM I had big problems with my eyes last few days because of dust coming from wall. The trigger is the black BMW but yesterday they brought a huge mower in the back. Vibrating that wall makes the dust come inside which includes fine paper from drywall cardboard soaked with mineral sulfur (got a sweet smell) and of course insulation dust which is stingy and flies away. Vibration electrifies both and make them float in the air for hours if not days.

Also problems with congested nose, i get some relief with decongestant. Problems with my leg too because of staying in the cold flow of "AC" yesterday.

1:40
 

Today is 5 years since my accident on August 20/21 (midnight) in 2021, 2 days before August 23. I know they are gathering points on me to have after just in case i have another one. Tomorrow we are leaving again for Florence were we got 2 free nights.

8:50 The smell of poop was too apparent so i went outside on the last rays of light and gathered a few and disposed of them in the SW dumpster. There is a party going on across the alley, with tables, chairs and a huge garland made of red, black and a few gold balloons and music with loud base. Nevermind the poops and the smell of freshly emptied dumpster.

10:00 That base somehow compensated for covering of that hole. Trouble with irritant dust is it tricks thermal sensors at skin level and make your metabolism slower. Confirmation through more elevated levels of BG.

7:07 PM Mystery woman? Yes she did gain lots of weight after i put her picture online on May 19, 2025 thinking she was Mirabela Grădinaru, the partner of Romanian President Nicușor Dan.

Earlier today. I think it was @11:30 AM. I had to go somewhere. I went to pick my truck but forgot something (like always) and came at the apartment. When i shifted in rear and started to backup, she maneuvered forward, towards me, to "better settle" in her spot. She was with someone so she had a witness.

But i saw her maneuver and hit the brakes.

Later. After they blew and mowed, they raised a big cloud of dust of which much was settled on the walls, balconies, etc.. I went to hose first the screens and the AC in the rear, and then in front. Forgot something, went back in the rear, a couple of times, she was just coming. Some guy with glasses and a German Shepard passed by the door and went to pee a few ft away from me.

As i said before. They do it best when i forget something and turn around. Because i cannot say they were synching with me. But if they stay around the corner and wait for me to forget something, it gains lots of authenticity. Besides, most times i wanted to leave with the truck, i came at the apartment first. Or when i hosed the AC i sometimes forget to empty it. Today i did it a couple of times.

I hosed the front and wanted to do a bit the grass near the door which is dry because the sprinklers were stopped for much of the summer. But i saw the guy at D5 with a kid installing a hose from a faucet at the next building and went back inside.

I wanted badly to smoke a cigarette, for hours. I opened the door and went to smoke, the hose was there, but there was a Tualatin Police car in the alley. So i did not want the smoke to go to them and i went back inside. But i thought i heard her saying "it's him!" or something like this, pointing though in a different direction. Good enough for the body cam for those not familiar with the complex?

I waited more for my cigarette. I said the other day i wanted to move the couch in a different place where the floor does not bulge from the vapor from basement (leaking driers exhausts). However they did laundry in that day and yesterday the whole floor was bulged. So i have no place to move the couch. However, i did move some boxes before that and today as i was staring at the wall, waiting for the cops to leave, i saw a hole in the wall, next to the plug next to sliding door.

Could be the reason why my eyes hurt so much especially after i moved those boxes and that hole became apparent. Maybe the reason why my legs are so irritated, maybe the reason for the blisters on my feet last year? While waiting i suddenly realized i am in the flow of the very cold AC which does bad for my leg.

Almost one hour later, she was still talking to the cops, went to smoke. The cops were leaving. Then i sorted more of the clutter in the living i created after i cleared the place were to move the couch that did not happen any more and then i said maybe i should go and change the air filter i got online. But when i went outside, the guy with the hose came back with his kid that is always 3 years old, for years now, finishing installing the hose and then washing and SUV with much foam.

9:15 Went outside to smoke. A woman came at her place and they left the door open. She did that a lot in the last days. The whole episode reminds me of...

 6:00 AM A weird smoke comes from outside.

10:44 Crazy smoke outside (the kind that makes us yell at each other). Nausea. Earlier i went to knot some bag with poops. Someone left a bag (black, but thicker than the kind i use) broken. I got poop all over my hands when i tried to knot it.

11:00 AM Building engrams? Awoke in smell. Some is coming from under the couch where the floor is wet and bulged due to vapor in the basement. I wanted to air but not sue of the poop situation. Also wanted to check something at the car.

Went outside, i popped the hood of the car when i saw behind me a young woman with two dogs figuring and Alexa meme but too young to be her. She was even trying to imitate her speech on the phone, pretty unsuccessful. I shut the car's hood and went back inside. She passed, stopped at the mailboxes.

Went back outside, found a few, one i could not reach to knot in the dumpster. One woman was yelling and crying either at Nr.3 or 4 apartments, upstairs, not above ours. I grabbed my tool and went to knot that bag, the woman was now descending the stairs on the other entrance, without shoes, crying. She was Latina, short, with a short neck, chubby and had some tattoos on her shoulder. She then went to another building.

I will finally move the couch in a different place, let that one dry.

1:20 PM Bad Boy Bugs Bunny was here with his dog, feet away from our balcony. Got the sliding glass door open, he looked at me, pooped his dog, picked and left.

4:40 I ordered this for the seal (o-ring), not the part. The one that was quoted with 83 bucks at Beaverton Hyundai. I could order the seal only which comes in pack of 5 for about the same price but Amazon does not say when it's coming. This one had pick-up tomorow which means today but i put the address and now it's comming... Monday. Amazon does this laterly, when i put elivery at the address it either charges more or changes delivery time (then when i choose pick up)

I am not sure what's going on but i think the seal is missing altogether at the fill plug and shares the same part number with drain plug seal. But on diagram it says a different part number for both. The same part number but different from the quote and what i found omline.

So today i put it in cart with other items and now it says it will be delivered tomorrow with another item at the address here. I will return the other Monday, after all it's their fault.

I am not 100% positive but i think it's leaking here, very little, but constant and then it dries on the cover. Transmission fluid is not like oil, it dries much faster. It's kinda critical cause the transmission shows low fluid symptoms (there is no dipstick to measure) and i wanted to add some more that i bought the other day at the Hyundai dealer.

8:10 08-14 Am pus ieri din greșeală o captură de ecran cu mai multe chestii cumpărate pe Amazon. Nu, nu sunt droguri (la țărăniști).
Ce am vrut să pun a fost asta. Ca să arăt cum îmi schimbă Amazon data de livrare pentru chestii criticie.

6:40 AM Mda se pare că cehoslovacii au copiat motocicleta nemțească. Cu niște îmbunătățiri totuși. Da erau foarte mișto. Erau silențioase, cu suspensie bună (aia nemțească nu are) și multă putere, 350 cmc este mult pentru o motocicletă. Dar de ce au scos-o acum, la câteva zile după ce am postat despre ea?

Da am mai spus-o, video-ul este despre mine. Prin clasa VII-a călăream motocicleta lu tata toată ziua pe "aeroport" în timp ce tata pescuia în Moldova. Eu sunt ăla rău cu mască. Tipa era o colegă de generală, foarte frumoasă, care a ajuns cântăreață de operă în Ungaria. Aveam un coleg de clasă cu talent la desen care desena exact în stilul acela, iar diriginta era Liz Taylor, pe atunci cu niște ani pe ea totuși.

Lângă aeroport stătea un coleg de clasă Gheorghe Poenaru despre care am auzit că a mers la Școala Profesională de regizori? Nici acum nu sunt sigur că există așa ceva. Poate o școală populară de artă ceva? Avea o "verișoară din Timișoara" care stătea la ei în vacanță și semăna perfect cu... Chiar i-am făcut poze lângă Moldova lângă aeroport, dar nu prea vorbea.

Odată am vrut să o iau la o plimbare cu motocicleta, dar motocicleta s-a stricat chiar atunci la ei la poartă (s-a desprins firul la baterie). A văzut tata că nu mai vin, a venit cu o falcă în cer și una pe pământ pufaind din cizmele alea de cauciuc, dar mi s-a părut că știa de problemă, a deschis capacul din stânga de lângă motor și a legat firul care atârna acolo.

Oare asta să fi inspirat și chestiile alea din Star Wars, iar colegul meu a devenit George Lucas? 

Micul aeroport era folosit pentru a duce-aduce star-uri ca ea, alții în Câmpulung. Claudia Cardinale (învățătoarea Mihalea), Polanski (Mikitovici), Sergiu Nicolaescu (Mihalea, directorul de la Casa Pionierilor) etc.. Era o sirenă la "fabrica de lapte praf" care suna începutul schimburilor de 3 ori pe zi, dar suna cam mult, cel puțin un minut. Probabil ca să acopere zgomotul avioanelor (mici) care decolau la 10 seara sau 6 dimineața.

M-am întâlnit cu ea într-o vacanță, la câteva zile înainte de a pleca la Iași (Tehnoton). Am avut o discuție în care eu nu prea știam ce să spun, eram copleșit de emoție de care îmi amintesc de câte ori aud melodia care încă se dă pe posturile americane.

Ultima dată am văzut-o în forma aceea când așteptam rezultatul admisiei la facultate și ea a organizat un fel de party cu mai mulți colegi de generală, care știau deja dar nu mi-au spus, cu taică-su pe jumătate beat care m-a examinat cu atenție și probabil verdictul lui a fost "nu". 

Da se pare că unul din scopurile acestei intervenții a fost să mă facă să scriu chestiile de mai sus, diminața devreme, amețit de somn, plin de nostalgie. Multe din ele sunt incredibile și fără prea multe dovezi din partea mea. Pentru a mai acoperi din scandalul provocat de ultimele postări. 

9:22 Wanted to smoke, opened the door only to see a woman with a stroller bringing a baby at the daycare across the alley (D5), unstrapping the baby with infinite care, taking her time. They were 4 alogoric shows in total to this hour. I am still nauseated because there is at least one unknotted bag in the dumpster i could not reach earlier.

10:56 Of the long line of mishaps toady, the last one. I went to smoke a cigarette, it was all quiet with no extras flocking around, not even the mystery lady i saw earlier with butt bigger and legs longer than ever (probably a different extra), winding them, after a few puffs a motorcycle started to roar in the distance that cut my cigarette short literally.

I put the cigarette in the jar but got nervous and lost the lid under the stairs. Went inside to search for a lid, a filter caught fire from the cigarette, could not find any, left the jar outside and when i went with the flashlight and a tool to retrieve the lid from under the deck some Asian guy with a German Shepard was already there, the dog sniffing my jar and then it started barking at me. Then the Asian kept saying gently no, no, (to the dog), like i proposed something to him (on audio only).

Now that i think, i realize this happened to me so many times. Passing women (usually) with dogs, and all of a sudden they were either saying (to the dog) "come, come" or "no, no".

Earlier. I slept all afternoon. Found a new rat or mole hole under the siding, etc..

She was walking just like that but no pants, only short shorts and extended legs with big round butt on top. Da tipa Susanna Hoffs a fost la un moment dat colegă cu mine. Traducătoare la IMU, simpatică foc dar inaccesibilă și cam buboasă (sau poate așa se machia să fie mai puțin atractivă). Odată mă chinuiam să traduc o melodie hipnotică pe care o ascultam obsesiv pe casetofonul ăla din dotarea calc Tim-S și înțelegeam totul în afară de un 2-3 cuvinte dar ea nu spunea nimc, se făcea că plouă.

10:10 PM Yeah she came after not seen here in a while while the shorter one left. I saw her climbing the stairs when i came from the dealers and stuff. After 1 PM. Now they are playing real loud base, after 10 or starting of quiet hours.

10:30 They are about to give me a brain hernia, with all that base upstairs.

11:00 Mintea reactivă a "românului" de pe urmă. Steaua cu opt colțuri. 8 grade în scientologie. Otopeni. 

Cum care stea? Da e adevărat eu de câte ori mă uit seara la Venus o văd colțuroasă fiindcă are faze ca și luna. Iar fazele apar în diferite unghiuri în timp în funcție de poziția față de soare, dacă e seară sau dimineață.

Nu doar de vreo alegorie două pe străzi și în presă, acolo unde ne lipsește cel mai mult.

1:10 PM Când am plecat în 1995 din România credeam că acolo e motivul pentru care nu pot să fac prea multe prea repede. Am ignorat și pe cei care m-au ajutat cât și pe cei care m-au distrus.

Voi ateiști într-o lume încă dominată de creștinism, încercați să vă imaginați cum e să trăiești într-o lume care nu se bazează pe ideile creștine. Ceva ce încerc să explic de atâta timp și voi nu înțelegeți.

În marile religii Asiatice, adică shintoism și budism care se bazează pe hinduism nu există noțiuni clare de bine și rău.

Motivul pentru care în SUA a fost de la început separată biserica de stat. În timp, au apărut sistemele esoterica ca de exemplu Teozofia lui Blavatski sau Telema lui Crowley, bazate pe aceste religii asiatice, cu pretext creștin. Acum această influență a ajuns din plin și în România mai ales venind de pe dealul lui Buda și voi nici nu știți ce a dat peste voi.

Așa că dacă doriți să ajutați, singurul mod de a o face este de a vă imersa până la gât și mai jost în această filosofie adâncă.

Nu e cinism sau răutate în tot ce fac ei (japonezii în principal), așa sunt ei. Însă filosofia lor conduce la episoade de o cruzime inimaginabilă, ca de exemplu tratamentul femeilor coreene și chineze în al doilea război mondial, al prizonierilor de război americani sau ce fac ei cu mine aici.

Și nu cred că e departe anul când vor prelua oficial controlul în SUA după ce au cumpărat cu banii făcuți din exportul mașinilor timp de 40 de ani tot ce se putea cumpăra pe aici, în principal pământ și corporații unde au drept șefi actori unguri la fel ca și toți politicienii.

În 1996 după episodul din Vancouver, unde m-am mutat pentru un job imaginar la AVX, pe atunci Kyocera cred, care a venit abia în 1999, am găsit de lucru în Silicon Forest, (Beaverton și Hillsboro). Au fost niște timpuri privilegiate când se găseau job-uri peste tot prin agențiile temporare mai ales.

Conduceam vechiul Ford Fairmont de 400 dolari cu imitație de lemn pe uși, ca un sicriu, în fiecare zi, vreo 20 mile cred într-o direcție și în mașină și la servici ascultam la un post local pe Sherril Crow iar în acel moment mă simțeam pe cea mai de jos poziție pe care poate să o ocupe o ființă umană. Everybody gets high, everybody gets low, These are the days where everything goes, adică inclusiv eu puteam să funcționez în acea lume.

Job-uri se mai găseau și după încercarea nereușită de a mă muta în San Francisco, (ce mi-a lăsat pasiunea și mai ales curajul de a conduce pe distanțe lungi), însă în 1997 devreme am comis marea tâmpenie de a pleca de la InFocus, unde eram tehnician cu 11 dolari pe oră și nu făceam mai nimic, la Epson cu salariu minim, 7 sau 8 dolari pe atunci, adică exact în gura lupului, unde au organizat ăia un show pe scară largă cu și pentru mine, unde am lucrat pe linia de asamblare cu Sinead O'Connor în dreapta și de unde am aterizat iar la spitalul de nebuni.

Da au plast ieri unul cu feromoni de la o cățea în călduri la mai puțin de 10 metri în direcția vântului la poziția unde am oprit să mâncăm la Road's End in Lincoln City. Nu se simțea mirosul în mașină dar am ieșit să văd ceva la motor și am simțit după care l-am strâns. Exact lângă el era unul mucegăit de săptămâna trecută.

I-am strâns pe amândoi cu o pungă fără să-i ating dar a fost deja prea târziu. Deși nu m-a luat imediat, m-au apucat năbădăile după câteva ore când am ajuns la Spirit Mountain, pe drumul de întoarcere. Asta după ce eram de câteva zile sub influența gazului de cârtițe de sub uși, care mă face nepăsător la orice. Și am mai și băut niște coniac de calitate proastă.

Chestie care niciodată nu îmi trece de la sine.

Am început în sfârșit să-mi amintesc faze de ieri. Odată ce inspir acel miros, încep să miros eu însumi. Într-un cazinou cu mii de persoane. Ieri după ce am jucat mai mult de o oră pocher, fiind în transă, cu tot felul de trepăduși mai mult asiatici roind pe lângă mine. Însă aveam amândouă mâinile pe mașina de joc.

Apoi am plecat și am mers mai întâi la stația de benzină. 

Acolo la pompa din spatele meu a tras o tipă care arăta bine, și avea doi câini Husky în spate la mașină, care sunt foarte simpatici (din video-uri cu câini). Am întors și am plecat în sens opus pe lângă ea, care avea faza mare aprinsă și m-a chiorât puțin. Din stânga din parcare a pornit o mașină și mi-a tăiat calea în timp ce eu mă uitam la cei doi Husky care ieșiseră la geam să se uite la mine. O mie de alte faze similare (ei sunt într-o frenezie totală zilele acestea) în tot weekend-ul.

Mai devreme eram la intrarea nord (aia cu statuile) și fumam pe o bancă. Țineam pachetul de țigări într-o mână și țigara în cealaltă, amândouă mâinile mai mult între picioare când au venit să facă niște poze în grup lângă mine.

Ignoranța, sursă a tuturor relelor. Am ignorat problema cu rahații de câine (un exemplu doar) începând din 84 sau după ce ne-au dat comuniștii apartament în Bacău unde aveam vecini de lux cu câine (cățea, Rozy Roxy) și poate și mai dinainte, în Câmpulung, unde nu a avut însă efecte atât de catastrofale, la fel cea cu cârtițele.

Însă și acum, când știu, nu mă ajută foarte mult, fiindcă ei încă au inițiativa în direcția asta. Cine știe de exemplu ce e afară acum, azi încă nu am ieșit.

3:30 A și faza cu Life Flight. Există aici în Portland o firmă care face transporturi de urgență cu elicopterul. La Spirit Mountain au o parcare întreagă rezervată pentru aterizări de elicopter, de obicei de urgențe. Am văzut în 10 ani 2 sau 3 elicoptere acolo, o dată nu a fost de urgență. Elicopterele au culoare albastră și sunt din alea cu turbină, mai silențioase. Ieri am scris despre sistemul de urgență Bluelink de pe Hyundai.

Ieri a decolat unul chiar când am ajuns acolo.

Ușa cu mort mortul din mașină. Este ceva în mașină căzut pe lângă scaune care pute a mort. Am fost ieri cu mașina la spălat, am dat cu aspiratorul peste tot, am găsit niște chestii, dar mașina încă pute. Dacă stai acolo câteva ore normal că și hainele put. Asta peste mirosul de câine luat din parcare. Da, tomberoanele din jurul clădirii toate put, e suficient să ai o bucățică de mâncare, brânză, salam etc. căzută pe undeva. Sau un gândac mort. Odată am găsit un șoarece în radiator. Dar era uscat de mult timp.

Apropo tânăra actriță unguroiacă care făcea pe casiera a văzut că ușa nu era bine închisă (era la o treaptă), după ce mașina a pornit pe banda rulantă, a venit disperată, mi-a spus să deschid geamul și aproape și-a băgat capul pe geam, oferindu-mi gâtul, ca să-mi spună că ușa era deschisă. Am reușit să închid geamul și ușa o secundă înainte de a intra în tunelul cu apă din toate direcțiile.

O fază similară ieri la casino, am întrebat o chelneriță ceva și se făcea că nu aude și a venit cu urechea gâtul lângă mine.

10:10 Doar așa îmi mai dau seama și eu cum reacționează lumea la ce scriu. Cred că ei au prins pe senzori discuții referitoare la câte faze despre care doar am scris, și care de fapt sunt vârful aisbergului. Nu numai despre mine ci despre România însăși și au venit cu o corecție alegorică (un exemplu live).

Chiar îmi plăcea melodia asta dar nu am înțeles bine versurile iar când le-am înțeles nu mi-a mai plăcut atât de mult, dar am rămas cu o lecție de viață. Then you get what you need.

10:55 More punches. Am băut un coniac mic (care m-a ars pe mațe) tocmai pentru a-mi scădea tensiunea și am mers afară să fumez o țigară. În liniștea serii, au pornit o ambulanță după care au ambalat o motocicletă, cu scopul precis de a-mi crește tensiunea așa că am abandonat țigara după câteva fumuri.