12:26 Could not take it no more. Felt like i was about to faint. About an hour ago i went for the bins. There was also an unbearable smoke outside, so i put a mask on. This time i used the tip of a fishing pole with a dental probe attached as hook. It is much faster if the bag is not too far.

But they were up to 7 of them at the SW, bin, @10 in total so it took me a while. Did not pick any Saturday night and this morning. 4 were on the ground and one was put in such a way that when i picked it the content went to the ground. Good thing i had an extra bag in my pocket.

One was open on top of the open lid of the W bin, in a puddle of water gathered from rain.

Again it amazes me how other people could live here in this smell (smoke and poop).

When we left at Chinook around 9 PM they were these "Latinos" loading 4 kids, some small, in a van in front of our car. When i was smoking i saw them entering the casino, probably for the restaurant.

And BTW this guy again acting as a security guard was all the time around me in the casino.

Also the reason i did not go in the last 24 hours. There was something looking like a small banana slug, but smelling like a rotting marine animal on the ground next to our stairs. It changed the whole smell here into that type of bacteria and was acting like a deodorant for other smells.

That does not mean the poop did not have the same effect on me. This time having day dreams while driving back here. Drivers harassing me again on the street. Some were driving 10 under speed limit, for many miles. Some too close behind when no one else was on the road, for miles.

10:01 Rule of law?

In November 27 2023 this guy backed up his truck into an SUV which went and hit the building D, damaging the stairwell. I saw him several times after and last time was a few days ago. Aparently he or his double "goes to work" every day about the same time Angela goes but i never saw or don't remember from which apartment he is coming.

That SUV who was driven by a Japanese woman acting Chinese disappeared soon after together with the owner.

At that entrance, at the apartment in the middle (by the letter D in the image), now lives his wife, a mother of 3, who goes online by the name AlexaCrush (Krajcsi), who comes in the alley at any time i go outside and does all kinda live shows.

It is not by far the only show around here. Everybody is an actor in this complex. There is at least one Japanese woman acting as a child getting in my way all the time. But not only here. Everywhere i go.

9:30 Every time i go to the bins or pick one from the ground i get sick to the stomach and about one hour later i start getting numb, including getting "lockjaw" and i have to take an antibiotic. I think they throw in there open bags from sick dogs or other garbage carrying all kinda bacteria.

But i think it has something to do with depressing my immune system by scarying me and/or getting me mad. Also last time i went there there was this Asian woman right ft away right behind me and when i got inside i saw wet drops of some sticky substance sprayed on my shoes.

Could have been... Her sac was leaking something and she rotated it?

3:11 Angela got hit by nostalgia and played a Romanian song about fall (toamna, autumn) by a singer who has the voice of Arlo Guthrie. However, google then brought as suggestion...

12:16 AM Went and picked the poops. Found @10 of them and two of them were in the grass. The one in front of our windows was old, rained upon. When i picked one behind a pickup it flashed lights though i was meters away. 

I don't believe this happened when they came with the dog, cause the dog would have gotten scared and could not have accomplish its mission.

Those in the grass have weird psychological effects on me and i think on Angela too. She was mad all day. I was laying in the car, even slept a bit, then having unstoppable weird day dreams. Dog poop from a she dog in heat may have pheromones that act differently on men and women.

When i entered the complex, around 11:00 there was a yellow car, most likely an old Cavalier who stopped and was putting lots of stinking exhaust (unburnt fuel, smelling like gasoline). Then when i was  thinking to pass it, it took a left on the first alley. We opened the windows but it smelled in the cabin all the way to our apartment, a 0.2 mile distance.

People handling a baby in front of the garages. Smelling like a stable (which prompted me to go search as i said).

12:42 Now the place has been filled with smoke.

1:40 While i was in the car, alone, i saw in the rear mirror the LPN of the car behind and remembered something i saw on NETLFIX or somewhere. Violence. "Objectionable to some viewers".

Never saw a curse word on an Oregon LPN. I saw things like FWU (Friends With You or F... With You). But how to they issue numbers with tripe 6 which is a reminder of great violence and suffering?

I said it before, neighboring California and Washington have relatively small letters on plates, thus not that obvious and easy to read in traffic while Oregon's are huge and some are, simply put, advertising boards on wheels for all kinda s...t.

BTW I've been in the car for hours, with cracked windows and now i got a terrible headache.

7:53 Am dormit 4 ore. Nu știu dacă tipul acela este Mircea Diaconu, când era foarte tânăr, dar pot să spun că poza este făcută cu o cameră super pro pe vremea aceea și procesată ca atare, deci nu putea să fi fost o amintire personală a unui miner.

8:36 Deși ieri când am ajuns în complex s-a băgat unul în față cu o mașină foarte veche care scoatea miros de benzină (amestec nears), când am intrat înăuntru am simțit mirosul de mucegai, pe lângă cel de kk de câine. Am fost deci timp de jumătate de oră și am strâns cam zece rahați, după care am uitat de mucegai, am făcut o asemănare și m-am culcat.

La începutul lui iulie m-am înțepat în picior cu un ac de pioneză care a rămas acolo câteva zile. Picioarele mele oricum nu arătau prea bine din cauza diabetului și a prafului de lemn roșu. De atunci iau antibiotice încontinuu. Dacă nu iau, amorțesc  până în punctul când încep să am probleme cu vorbitul. Degetul acela este mereu înroșit.

De câteva zile folosesc un așa numit "new skin", care este de fapt vechiul nostru nitrolac sau ojă de unghii cu ceva dezinfectant care se sprayează pe mici răni.

De ieri am acoperit toată talpa. Pielea este subțire și poroasă iar praful acesta de lemn roșu care înconjoară clădirile zboară peste tot, se așază pe covor, iritând talpa și favorizând pătrunderea bacteriilor și mucegaiului atunci când merg încălțat cu pantofi.

Ca să fie treaba completă, a mai venit acasă și tipa de sus care a lipsit câteva zile și a început marșul funebru. Ok a hrănit pisicile și a plecat iar, înainte de a termina paragraful acesta.

Clădirea asta are o problemă în plus față de restul clădirilor. Când au instalat mașini de spălat și uscat, au petrecut conductele pentru uscătoare (care scot aburi) prin subsol,  nu știu de ce, la alte clădiri ies direct din perete.

Acolo unele s-au stricat și când se usucă rufe tot subsolul este inundat cu aburi. Podeaua de lemn care are un inch este meru udă pe dedesubt. Izolația a căzut și formează niște țurțuri. Pe gurile de aerisire iese din subsol miros de mucegai care intră în interior.

Totul este controlat de vecini. Dacă au chef, bagă niște uscări de rufe până obțin efectul dorit.

Odată, ușa de vizitare a subsolului a fost deschisă și am intrat (noaptea, ca hoții) și am reparat acele conducte care de fapt sunt din foiță de aluminiu cu o spirală metalică, deci foarte fragile. În subsol era un miros greu de suportat. Cred că unul din vecini făcea metamfetamină și/sau sau hașiș și a lăsat intenționat o conductă pe jos pentru a disipa mirosul în subsol.

La două săptămâni după au venit cei de la mentenanță cu niște scule rotative ca să le curețe în interior de scame și cred că le-au stricat iar. După, au închis ușița aia cu niște șuruburi speciale și nu am curaj să o scot într-o noapte să fac poze.

În cazul meu, toate aceste activități sunt controlate. Șefa de la mentenanță seamănă foarte mult cu mireasa lui Putin din Austria dar e mai înaltă. Eu o văd pe aici cam odată pe lună. A apărut ieri și se uita foarte urât la noi când treceam cu mașina, probabil fiindcă am postat poza asta. Singurul motiv a fost rahații, nu m-am gândit la altceva.

Se bagă de obicei în cadru pentru a deturna aparențele în altă direcție. Însă nu de capul "ei". Tot ce se întâmplă aici cu mine e o piesă de teatru continuă coordonată pe un super computer echipat cu AI, probabil aflat în Japonia.

Da, în mediul rural sunt foarte multe case similare cu cele arătate de cei doi vlogheri, am uitat cum îi cheamă, dintr-o localitate numită România. Toate locuințele sunt din lemn (inclusiv conacul din Dallas), cu excepția celor 100 clădiri printate din beton pe care le-am pus acum vreo 3 zile.

10:03 Situația cu ilegalii din American Latină și în general toată săracia de acolo și mirajul de aici sunt menținute intenționat, de decenii. Una din metode este că imigranții au de multe ori mai multe drepturi și ajutoare de la guvern decât localnicii. Dacă mexicanii care sunt pe aici ar avea acte, atunci mexicanii falși. În prezent SUA este invadată de milioane de japonezi deghizați în latino-americani.

10:12 Ieri am fost la plimbare (deși când merg la plimbare se pompează toxină și bacterii din picioare în restul corpului și amorțesc mult mai tare și mai repede). Mai ales fiindcă nu mai suportam mirosul. Aveam camera pe flash, dar am avut noroc că am făcut o poză mai devreme și am scos flash-ul. Bănuiesc că asta a fost singurul motiv pentru care a trecut acest elicopter, ca să mai adune niște puncte. 

Din goana mașinii, la viteză de autostradă (drum expres), 100 kmh. Noul stil arhitectonic din Newberg. Cred că pe aici pe undeva. Bănuiesc că le-au făcut așa ca să aibă toți vedere la drumul expres.

Ana are mere. A fost o recoltă bogată de mere în copacul din părculeț. În poza se vede părculețul, tomberonul și merele pe care într-un an le-am strâns eu, fiindcă se rostogolesc, ajung până la covorul roșu de la noi și creează un miros insuportabil (în interior).

În poză se mai vede că trecerea din părculeț în complex este deschisă. Am rugat de mai multe or management-ul să pună niște camere pe tomberoane și poate pe acea poartă. Am încercat să fac poze mai jos în parcare unde s-au adunat merele, dar au pornit imediat o scenetă. Ok, două scenete separate. 

3:28 She came home. Working the floor, doing laundry.

4:04 Went in the kitchen to make some pizza. Got to the point where i spread the dough on sheets. Had the living patio door open. One young black woman, came with two dogs and a green bag. Did i say from now on i will take their picture, however she looks underage. The big dog, looking as bear almost reached my patio.

If i go and look i will probably find fragments. For how long they will keep playing ignorant and stupid and not realizing what's going on here?

5:26 Tout l'hiver va rentrer dans mon être...

9:33 Anybody please help me understand one thing. If this was a human poop, though it has about the same size and weight and smells worse, would it have been left in an alley where hundreds of people pass daily?

12:12 Este destul de clar pentru mine că viața mea nu a fost nici pe departe una normală. Totdeauna am fost înconjurat de cei care acum în sfârșit o etichetă. Influencers. Patrioți peste patrioți care se apropiau de mine sau erau puși lângă mine (colegi, profesori) și-mi dădeau sfaturi sau sugerau acțiuni sau mă includeau în tot felul de alegorii.

Însă totdeauna cu un plus de mârlănie aproape inobservabil din exterior, pus pe seama aversie sau greței față de persoana mea (care avea unele rațiuni, din cauza vieței mizere pe care am dus-o și încă o duc) care în mare parte a distrus tot acel efect pozitiv.

Asta în timp ce demonstrau că eram prea prost sau degenerat pentru a face ceva cu mine. Au fost toți ca să spun așa "agenți dubli" cu o acțiune pe față și una pe dos. Cu alte cuvinte, se sabotau singuri.

Aș vrea să știu dacă Mugur Isărescu a fost proful Titi Pasnicu (acum decedat) sau poetul Ioan Alexandru proful meu de studiul metalelor cu același nume (nu mai contează așa de mult fiindcă e mort în ambele instanțieri).

Știu cine au fost majoritatea profesorilor și colegilor din liceu, prof de mate Crăciun, probabil Enescu a fost pe bune, etc..

Oare încearcă cineva să-și imagineze ce fel de viață a fost asta?

9:38 A dog is barking on the other side of the closed blinds and i thought i heard a human voice too but i leave it undetermined (unobserved). I was right. It went away.

1:15 Everything that is happening here at the complex, on the streets and in the part of Oregon i happen to be is the result of ninja activity and a simulation on a super computer, maybe a quantum one because of the so many details and so good coordination.

I will  not try and waste my time and everybody else's time to describe all the details. Instead, i will add some pictures i took today during my walk. Yes, i went for a walk, my toe looks better than ever however it did not turn completely white or like the colors of others yet.

Again during the walk pumped some bacteria in the rest of the body, became a bit stiff, took one more amoxicillin orally on top of all the patches i got in me. Ok one detail maybe. While i'm writing here and my speed exceeds 50 wpm today they started a bases with very high speed repetitive notes, mocking me and making me very nervous.

Ok a few more details. I was committed to add backing soda on the bottom of all bins after being emtpied on Thursday which i did however the last bin was not emptied completely (a new one) leaving behind one week fermented garbage. Just to compensate what i was doing with baking soda.

Very few people ever walk on these streets and they are getting... full of it.        

Every time i goo to this location there is a vehicle passing with a LPN reminding of KGB. The rest of them are all meaningful, like someone (real, smart AI) is choosing them for every occasion and the theme of the day.

This car has been sitting here in the first place when you enter the complex, unused, for  years, just because it is small, red and  has a GRU LPN. 

Multicolored bags of poops on top of the bin closest to the office. It would be the same around here or worse if i did not go to pick them several times a day.

One by the first building on the left when you enter the complex. 9:00 Pumping toxins and bacteria from my toe in the rest of my body (the walk) besides making me numb it makes me very sleepy. There was also smoke everywhere i walked. 50-100 on the AQI scale.

Fell asleep with good cheese bacteria in my guts, woke up with dog bacteria in my guts. Went outside and found numerous bags on the bottom of the bins, mostly green. In those four hours 4 open green bags have been thrown in the west bin, one with a branch in it so it can't be knotted, one i could not retrieve, all sitting in the juice on the bottom of the bin.

In the SW bin, there was one sort of wrapped in a half bag that remained at the bottom (unretrievable) when i pulled that shred of a bag. A thick smoke outside (my perception, about 150 AQI), too thick to go and smoke myself.

Cars everywhere i went. Every time i try to go and knot bags they dispatch cars, some noisy, all with very bright lights.

I am really nauseated.

2:50 Zip the lies. My internet connection went off again. I was watching a movie on Netflix on the pc when it stopped. First movie recomended by Netlflix when i started it. A series. Obliterated. Tried with the TV and had an error message, like there was no cable connection to the switch after the fiber optics modem.

Then i fiddled with the ethernet cable (not to be confounded with internet) plugged in the TV and in that very moment they started all together, on the PCs as well. When i looked in the email, found this (extremely rare, never happened to me before). Then why the TV was showing a cable error and it all started back on after i fiddled with the cable? Another coincidence?

I have a SIM card somewhere that is supposed to turn my phone into a hotspot for a few days and GB, but with the trip and now cleaning and everything i just can't find it. It was not even removed from the Amazon bag.

3:22 Angela was getting ready to eat. The blowers are blowing the wet parking lot making lots of dB. The thin black woman with one big and one small dog came in front of the sliding door, pooped the dogs, bent to pick. Angela thought she left some and went to yell at her, but i stopped her.

Now they are mowing the yard and the poop fragments will probably fly away. Hopefully not in our windows.

Now a tall blond guy looking like an angry Viking came with a tiny dog, and the mowing guy was following him. They were kinda chasing each other. I made a commitment to take pictures of those who came with dogs around here but i was busy writing and then the card was out of the camera and missed him.

4:15 The thin black woman with a big dog and a small dog left some huge pieces (about one pound in total, with diarrhea behind). Angela is a bit confused and i know why. All night last night and today there was a gross smoke all around. As soon as there is a bit of cold, they have cover to start with the ninja smokes. Those drive you nuts.

But last night at 10 when i went to smoke it was like 80 degrees (with a max in the 90s) earlier and there was too much smoke for me to go... smoke a cigarette. Way too much.

But they are blaming it on me. The angry Viking had a black hoodie with marijuana leaves on it.

If you do a search in this pdf (with CTRL/F) you will find the word hemp 42 times. But you have to realize this is an old book, written in 1600 something. Nowadays they have much better training though they keep some of the traditions in place. Here at the apartment they put burning stuff in mole holes which i thought i covered them all. But they started over with the... season.

Goodbye summer long mental clarity. (I just tried to put some glasses on top of the others i already had).

After the training they are sent in different countries and their absence in Japan is justified with the hikikomori phenomena. Government estimates there are 1.4 millions but some researcher says ten times more. To this day i can recognize the Japanese in every Latino i see, if i look more than one second, but they are getting better and better.

Here in the US they take the place of Mexicans and other Latinos. Their training in Japan is done in broad daylight. I believe they are trying to make familiar the rest of the population with that culture. They probably plan a complete takeover in the end.

After picking the poop we opened the back door, and a siren (or more) is yelling in the distance.

4:40 The woman upstairs has a variable routine. One day she starts at 6 AM and can go on for all day. But if i stay all night like i did last night, she starts at 9 AM, letting me sleep for about 4 hours. One day she is in the kitchen, mostly. Another one is in the bedroom only, like today. As soon as i was fully awake, she took off and now she came early and started.

6:45 She used us to come home at 10 or 11 in the evening. But that changed in the last days. Today she let us sleep about half hour and started to trop really bad. In the last 10 minutes she woke me like 3 times.

3:00 AM Mort la 89 de ani. Sau poate a trecut doar în identitatea lui maghiară... E posibil că el a fost Mladin (alternativa rămâne Nicu Covaci, mai probabilă fiindcă a fost cântăreț). Inginer constructor din Focșani (ca să explice accentul de București). Pentru mine, a fost un bully. Angela doarme, nu pot s-o trezesc să îl vadă și ea.

Bănuiesc că aceea a fost ziua când l-am cunoscut. Semnătura și data pe o adeverință. Dar e și scrisul de mână care de fapt e cu litere "tehnice". Nu, nu am nici o poză cu el. Am cu Betty, pe undeva. Am să caut fiindcă devine interesant. Poate aflu cine au fost toți ceilalți, mai ales Iulian Mârț. Că Veronica știu cine e. În dreapta aici. Dar nu știu cum o cheamă (încă).

Ok să o încep de aici. După ce m-am certat cu Veronica Mârț, ne-am mutat în Portland, stăteam în gazdă la un tip Vonica, ce seamănă iar cu un scriitor maghiar, de câteva zile, undeva în SE Portland. Am fost cu Angela la oficiul poștal să ne schimbăm adresa pentru corespondență. Angela în oficiu a început să plângă.

Dintr-un colț am auzit vorbind românește. Uca Almășan, cu soțul, (un tip înalt, solid), ce avea să se dovedească a fi fost Aura Urziceanu. Care a mai apărut în viața mea ca vecina mea de palier în Bacău. Țiganca îi spuneam noi. Numele de familie, Ananie. Amândoi din București, cu tot cu accent. Ionel, soțul era subinginer la IMU.

Deci ne ia Uca și ne duce la un restaurant mexican, unde am mâncat ceva și am băut o margarita. A fost prima băutură alcoolică din SUA. La o lună și ceva, după ce am venit în Oregon. De acolo, ne duce Uca la John Mladin și Betty Sbârcea, pe deal undeva aproape de Lake Oswego, lângă muntele Sylvania. Singurul vulcan din interiorul unui oraș în SUA. (Pentru a satisface partea de Scientologie).

Dacă vrem ca Angela să aibă grijă de trei bătrâni. Eu voiam să ne întoarcem în România, aveam bilete dus-întors la Tarom. Angela a zis că hai să încercăm.

La Mladin stătea deja un tip Sorin. Care spunea că e din Suceava dar semăna cu tipul ăla care a murit de la Apple. Steve Jobs. Sorin m-a dus la Sheridan, în locul lui. A părăsit și Sheridan și s-a mutat și din camera de la Mladin și ne-a făcut loc nouă (camera cu boilerul și AC-ul, care făcea mult zgomot noaptea).

Deci într-o zi s-au rezolvat toate. Cazare gratuită și job-uri și pentru mine și pentru Angela.

Însă Mladin era cam aiurea. Se îmbăta, vorbea foarte tare, aproape că se răstea la noi. Se certa cu Betty ore în șir pe zi. Mai apărea și Uca și țipau toți. Până la urmă m-a făcut să plec. De fapt Betty i-a spus lui Angela în decembrie să nu mai urce "în business". Motivul a fost că eu când veneam seara pe la 9 de la Sheridan (lucram schimbul 2) o luam pe Angela în mașină și mergeam să-i povestesc fazele de coșmar de acolo.

La Sheridan cel mai mult mă teroriza un tip Liviu Gorea, care semăna cu Liviu Dragnea. O tipă Katty care semăna cu Maia Morgenstern. Mai de treabă era Mircea, cel ce semăna cu Robin Williams (și el mort acum). Demi Moore la casă. Șeriful McCloud la security (paznic adică). Peste drum era o biserică satanistă (mi-a spus Betty, că nu aș fi știut niciodată). (Cine a fost Betty)?

De fapt chiar dădusem în paranoia. Într-o zi, Mladin mi-a spus că cineva i-a agățat cu mașina oglinda de la camioneta lui, și nu eram eu acela. Cam de atunci. (Îmi cumpărasem un Ford din 83 cu 400 de dolari, de la un tip de pe stradă și mi-am luat și permisul de conducere american, nu mult după).

Deci ne-am mutat în Vancouver, la 20 mile nord de Portland (nu Vancouver din Canada, asta a creat multă confuzie pentru cine ne știa din România), Vancouver ăsta e cam de 4 ori mai mic ca și populație. Acolo mă aștepta însuși Viktor Orban (Ioan Ciorba). În Vancouver erau mulți români care lucrau la Kyocera, însă nu m-am putut angaja acolo, și am găsit un job temporar la Electronic Specialty. 

Unde m-au gazat și m-au transformat într-o legumă (vegetable).  După multe nopți nedormite an devenit psihotic, aveam halucinații, fost bătut de două polițiste (una era Joan Jett), arestat (aiurea, de două cântărețe), judecătorul era judecătorul din My Cousin Viny iar avocata din oficiu a fost Hillary Clinton (Janet Anderson).

Pe Mladin și toți ceilalți care i-am cunoscut la început îi mai sunam din când în când. Fiindcă acel coșmar început atunci s-a adâncit foarte mult mai târziu, iar el era o voce familiară dintr-un timp al speranțelor.

9:00 Today i vacuumed the apartment. A very bad smell came out of the carpet, like usually (the carpet was washed thoroughly about a month ago). Takes a few days to clear though i used an UV lamp after. Outside it smells even worse, like dog poop in unknotted bags.

So i grabbed the grabber and the garbage sac and went to the SW bin (uphill). There was a party of several "Mexicans" by the bin. Can't understand how they could stand the stench. In that very moment a wave of smoke resembling coal smoke came from somewhere.

It was unbearable still they stood there, talking. I turned around obviously without checking the bin and one guy in white pickup made the loudest noise i heard around here by revving the engine with a modified exhaust, real loud, for a few seconds.

9:05 She is very active upstairs, since 6 AM. Now that the smell coming from bins has been minimized (threw some more backing soda last night) i can clearly feel the smell of sewage coming here with every of her step. I think there is a sewage leak coming from upstairs. I can very rarely hear the toilet flushing in there, maybe less than once a week if ever.

9:09 Went to the other side of the room where the stairs can be seen through the window to plug in the audio recorder in the charger on Angela's desk and she came down the stairs, ft away from me and then to the car.

11:12 Muscle car...

11:35 Look ma! No boobs! 6:05 Went and disposed of a number of bags. It was still smelling so i walked beyond the mailbox alley and there was one there but i did not have a bag. Came and grabbed a bag, knotted two more at the W bin but when i tried to go beyond that alley there was this guy in green T-shirt, sitting there, not being bothered by it or even guarding it. Half more hour until they can bring some more in the other bins i just cleaned so they can ensure continuity.

9:55 In the last few days (weeks) humidity inside is constantly above 65%. Today i was committed to open the basement window to take a picture inside. I suspect there are again leaks in the drier's exhaust. If not completely broken.

I don't know how they got away with breaking building codes like this. I mean, instead of passing those exhausts to the closest wall, they directed them to the basement.

When they did work on the siding, they left that window open for a few days. It was then when i went and fixed the exhaust pipes that were fallen to the ground or leaking.

However when they installed the new window, they screwed it real hard. However, 2 of the 9 screws are missing, allowing "air" from the basement to come at our door which is ft away. Just removed one of the  screws to measure it.

I believe the same iSage construction guys cut a new window on the other side of the building. Here are both of them.

8:56 AM I had this idea this morning and went and instead of knotting bag (there is only one, green in the N bin) i threw some baking soda in the bins on top of bags and everything. There are lots of items behind the SW bin. In the past i asked the driver and when he pulled the bin i removed those and threw them in the bin a couple of times.

People tie garbage bags when they throw them in the bins. Why the same people throw the bags with poops unknotted?

1:00 AM Summer is officially over. Got home after 550 miles in 12 hours. In the lot was stinking like in a stable. First had to move the truck in the street parking lot. I picked and knotted 4 green bags from around the bins.

When i picked the last one a "Mexican" in a new SUV with bright white lights pointed at that bin started to honk real long and honked like crazy for at least 15 minutes after.

Before i forget. Driving back home i saw on the side of the road a panel saying Trump/Vince.

The TWO deer at 10:25 16 miles from Indian Head where we stopped to eat. I touched the big one with the panel under the car and had to maneuver to avoid the second which was smaller.

Before that. We ate in the car and there was this woman thrown on the ground in front of the casino and our car, acting crazy. At times she was mimicking having oral sex (with a ghost?). Security was ignoring her.

Before Indian Head, after Madras i guess, i had to avoid by breaking hard two guys driving on my side of the road, passing. One of them was a semi.

One black Cadillac sitting there in the dark in the distance in my lane waiting to make a left turn while one hundred blinding headlights were coming towards me on the other side of the road. Many others smaller things. Vehicles abandoned on the side of the road, too close to the yellow line, etc..

7:28 After being for 6 days away from here i feel the difference (of not being here). At least i don't get numb everywhere. However, here nothing has changed. After the bins being empty Thursday, last night they were a number of bags on the ground. "The reason" they do this is because they stay on the ground after the bins are being emptied.

Parts of the floor in the apartment are bulged because of moisture underneath. The animal based glue holding the fiberboard together is contaminated. Inside smells like mold and dog waste.

BTW yesterday at Taco Bell in Susanville. One angry guy game and threw some items in the garbage can  next to were i was ordering, scaring me. The woman at the window told me when she handed me the food: "Here's the rest of your food". The soda tasted a bit salty and bitter saw i threw it away. The huge burrito tasted like beef lard coming from a cow in heat.

I parked briefly to check the battery connectors next to a car with a LPN CRZBROD. There was a trailer with a LPN KJB (there is always at least one everywhere i go). Angry looking guys everywhere.

10:10 There's a ghost moving upstairs, no car in the spot. It started after i removed the last known green bags, making it a bit more breathable.

11:10 Heavy stomps upstairs, some sort of smoke from outside that makes me choke.

1:32 PM There is no car in the spot but someone is marching upstairs, following my activities and thoughts.

1:36 Can't read this because of my ad blocker, however i already saw enough of it. Susanville, 550 miles.

1:40 Another one that seems related to the latest post. We stayed at Motel 6 in Medford the first night of our trip.

There was another one linked to weapons sold by India in Ukraine, right after this. There was this Indian woman in the last night at Peppermill casino who left her card in a machine where Angela played after at and then she came and said she had money in the machine.

I saw her earlier, she played and lost lots of money (was betting up to 10 dollars a hand) and she asked me to watch "her lucky machine" as she left which i declined.

And in the end (after she probably lost all of her money) she was sitting there staring in disbelief, looking confused.

But i am pretty sure she was just acting and she was a follower of Kali. Later that night Angela chocked on food, worse than i ever seen someone in my life (other than me). For one minute she just could not breath. One more time in the morning. 

A move i don't understand. India has a long history of military collaboration with Russia. Putin doesn't need to protest.

2:00 Another one that seems to illustrate the infinite loop i'm stuck in. I go and pick, they bring more. I believe they are forced to do so by their religion (Catholic Philippine Dominicani), to fulfill a prophecy (St. Dominic mother's dream).

2:02 Angela is sleeping, the kids started talking aloud and playing not far from our windows as retaliation to what i just wrote on the other blog. They do this every time i post something important, with noises either from upstairs, loud exhausts, planes, children playing like now, ambulance sirens, etc.. Noises never overlap which of course shows coordination.

3:15 Rex Putname.

3:20 NiCu candidate. One thing i don't understand. Is this about presidential elections? David Muir explains, with much pathos.

4:44 They kept Angela awake (woke her several times) and she was pissed when we went for a walk in the park. Talking nonsense just to release frustration. Did this happen to you my friend? Act against self and inflicting most damage when bullied?

Went in the kitchen area, she upstairs came promptly and started to stomp, drop heavy objects. She got this birds feeder for the cats not to get bored. She just swept the balcony, golden dust was visible in the Sun light as it was falling on mine.

In the park was thinking at this black guy who opened the door for me at Peppermill, who looked like P Diddy (though he was supposed to be in jail all this time) and the woman sitting sort of next to me, always taking care for me not to see her face who looked like Mary J, though through some make up miracle, decades younger.

5:55 Made in Australia. Just continue enjoying your weekend my friends!

9:20 Went around and knotted bags. There is still one i can't find.

McDonald symoblism.

12:30 PM There is blood in my nose which usually means i have been exposed to silica dust, including concrete and litter dust. There was a barking dog in an SUV with open window in the direction of the wind yesterday at GSR parking lot.

1:25 That was last entry before we went down with the elevators and into the casino. We used this time the west elevator that left us near the reception. As soon as we passed the reception i heard the high pitch sound of a concrete cutting (or marble) tool. There was construction work being done, inside the casino, all covered by plastic sheets with a lotus petal like opening.

So much for the dust i got in the last days. We were walking towards the casino when we crossed path with a brown goddess who might have been Kendal Jenner who was going in the opposite direction (where we came from) with no makeup whatsoever. On the speakers they were playing no your never gonna get it... (not this time) (my loving).

Inside this world class casino i met with several construction workers, surreal, too big and to well maintained men in working clothes with paint all over (a new one).

Yes the casino is full with lotus symbols who could also be Arabic (which apparently are also lotus based, never knew that until now). Pictures later, too lazy to pull the micro SD from the phone right now. BTW, only slept four hours, went to bed after 4 AM and the maids start working with this side of the corridor and talking (a lot) at 8.

I was even telling Angela, no way you could sleep in an American hotel in the morning, the good working people start packing and leaving and slam doors around 7 and the maids work until afternoon when you can get some more sleep like i did yesterday.

1:41 Even the tail of the wrecked submersible these days looks like a lotus flower petal...

3:45 Was just sipping from a McDonalds soda and what did i see right in front of my eyes next to the keyboard. It has been such a long time since i tried to decipher that symbol. If it's too late? Everything is too late for me now.

3:45 I was in grade school in the 5th or 6th and they forced me to go to the wood carving shop at the boys and girls club (Casa Pionierilor) in downtown Câmpulung (not Lasconi's Câmpulung, is she the woman with the dog and sexy butt in building D last entrance?) and there the teacher (a mason i recon know) taught us how to carve lotus flowers. Never knew what those were until today.

In 7 or 8th grade the same teacher took us to a shop our school rented from a HS in town, brand new shop with brand new benches, tools and drill press, and we were participating there for 3 or 4 weeks (pracică as the called it) and we had to build from metal a functional compass and a square.

Haven't finished mine because i fell ill with hepatitis, i went one day after i got out of the hospital, only me and the teacher to finish it. Actually he did some work too in the end, i was too slow.

4:05 We went to visit Eldorado and Silver Legacy and stuff and when we got there in the parking lot i wanted to take a picture but could not find the camera or the phone in my pockets, i thought i forgot them at the hotel, when we got here in the parking lot i found the camera next to the sit and the phone under. I cannot understand how i could not see the camera in that parking lot.

Maybe because it was dark. The phone was on airplane mode since we left Saturday. I use that phone very rarely as phone. I took a couple of pictures yesterday and pulled the card out of the phone and plugged it into the card reader.

When we came back to Peppermill there was this Jeep in front of us with YOUKEETUP LPN, at the entrance there was some guys and women dressed for a funeral with huge white flower garlands.

12:07 AM This room is not like one i stayed last time in. It stinks like dust. Like someone vacuumed it with a bagless vacuum with no filter at the end. I had my portable UV lamp with me but wasn't sure about the batteries. This one is it has to stay horizontal lamp facing down to work. So i found a place above the TV and tapped it to the wall, but it stopped working after i came from the car with the beer.

Yes we checked one more room before at 15 floor and that was was stinking as well and was communicating through a double door with the one next to it. Most rooms are like that. Then we went to the reception and asked for a non communicating room and much to my surprise, they found one, next to the stairs. They have some at both end of corridors.

Of course i stink more but to me is different. Last night at the apartment, they were a couple of fragments near the hydrant near the car and door almost impossible to find. But i figured something. When i smell when the fridge which is near that wall starts, it means i should look in there. However, they are getting better and better at camouflaging those.

So i thought i was out of batteries, went to the gift shop to buy batteries but when i came back the lamp was on. And then it turned off as i walked into the room. It's got a contact in there that only works if is close to horizontal. So i found a better position and now it works.

Trouble is i had the blister with the rest of amoxicillin on the table right under the lamp, about 1.5 meters above, inside the box though. Box was open at one end and two of them were more exposed. These blisters have brown film (not transparent) though and i think that is an UV protection. If amoxicillin doesn't work i'm screwed.

Could they had predicted all these knowing i had the UV lamp with me and let the room stinking on purpose?

I went briefly inside the casino and more than half of the people there are Asian. Haven't seen the janitors  yet.

12:32 Room has concrete floor and ceiling and can't hear much from neighbors. However, i am in constant dialog with the outside world on the corridor. Exactly like at home. They are opening and closing doors, sometimes talking aloud like they just did, all related to what i'm thinking, decisions on what to do next.

12:45 After the last rap outside door, i was tempted to open a fish can, then to write something i would have regretted.

12:57 Yeah i know. Should not have changed the oil before i left. To me it's always a trauma that lasts several days and distracts me from other things. But it was just over the limit, did not want to do 1500 more.

8:10 Must be in retaliation to something. The fact that we stink? It is not our fault, that are people who are religiously bringing dog poop around the building. BTW there was one guy who came with a dog in front of our car while we were drinking a beer and eating Chef Boyardee from a can.

Also proof everything we say in here is listened to. We planned to go to Atlantis, at the time we got out i saw two buildozzers in front of the door with the word CASE on them (how did they find them).

One was planning on taking on the gay with a cone in his butt, the other picked the content of a red bin full of building materials and dust. The wind was blowing our way.

Further away. At Atlantis accross the street from the parking lot, in an unseen location from wind's direction they were breaking concrete with a pneumatic hammer. Only the finest of the silica (glass like) dust was reaching the casino and only the finest was making it through the AC. Enough to irritate my eyes (and stomach) even further.

When we came from Atlantis to McDonalds and then to Panda Express, on Virginia St., a vehicle, i think a van or SUV with LPN CHEAKY got in front of us. Huge pickups with tinted windows wiped our butt but in one with regular window i saw a pharaoh like bearded Japanese guy.

5:11 After driving 600 miles in two days, when i stopped i feel like the floor and the chair is moving, like the car's seat. It happened many times to me before with this car. I think it's because of the cheap non OEM struts i put on myself 3 years ago... Could not put OEM either because those they were cracked and i thought...

Could it have been because the long half shaft was 1 cm bent (i replaced those with OEM) and vibrated the h... out of them. Maybe because of some sticky valves that made the engine vibrate (had to replace the engine mounts as well, the rubber part was shot, they were touching metal on metal. Yet it ran 60 more k since and the engine is doing great (44 mpg from Portland to i forgot where i got gas, just before Canyonville).

Or maybe the stabilizer bar's bushings. Could have been shot like the motor mounts. Bought the parts on ebay but could simply not get to them. Got to take out too many parts and have the car on a stand.

Could not figure entirely what happened with my eyes... I dusted  the engine compartment many times before, especially before longer trips because i don't want to breath some of that stuff. It never happened to me to get an eye infection like Saturday. Left eye was just a bit red, but the right one...

I put a patch with antibiotics right next to it and today the infection subsided. No more pain when touching. However, when we went to get the bags and case from the car, ...it rained. In Reno. Now it feels like it wants to come back.

Could have been... When i looked real close to the dipstick, i saw a few bubbles of air in the oil and some of them burst... right in front of my eyes. Could some oil have gotten in my eye or on my eyelid and then slowly leaking into the eye.

Engine oil is mineral oil similar to food oil but it has some very harsh and corrosive additives, to keep the engine clean inside. Especially fresh oil, cause those wear out after a few thousand miles...

But the Asian woman that passed real close... What was the meaning of that? She was holding a box with both hands, i assumed it was food, did not actually look inside, now i don't know.

No i did not take a shower after dusting. Felt some irritation on my face, upper body but was too lazy. But the eye. I discovered it in the car. At Severn Feathers, the smoke inside irritated my eye even more... Finally took a shower this morning at 5, felt better, fell back asleep but then i woke with more pain.

6:00 Yes it looks a bit like a haven's gate (or Acura logo).

6:53 Nevermind it was supposed to. Just saw the meteo on local TV.

10:07 PM Slept until now. Realized i forgot my phone in the car. Last time when i lost and found my phone in Reno someone ordered some work on my car done by mobile mechanics (i think) and screwed with my breaks so the car will do a lower mpg. I discovered it only when i did the breaks.

9:26 They know what i'm thinking. I have to go at the car to do a couple of small things that involve raising the  hood for about 10 minutes and that was scheduled after doing other little things here and i was done and ready to go outside and "someone called an ambulance" with a siren now approaching the hospital. If that is not available, they will be dogs barking, loud exhausts or a plane passing only when i step outside.

10:00 I can swear i saw an Asian guy coming down the stairs. With a box something on his shoulder covering his face from the other side of the alley. From what i could see of his face, he was looking like the guy who changed my oil at Jiffy Lube yesterday.

So i shut the hood and went inside while he was still on the stairs. But then he went at the mailboxes and been there sorting mail for about 5 minutes and came inside as a blond woman, dressed with the same gray hoody and black pants, about as tall and big, taller than me.

In that time i would have been done. Was gently dusting the engine compartment with a small painter's brush (that raised very little dust when compared to the blowers on Wednesday). I was there, breathing but it did not reach me. That gave time to others to prepare. When i went back at the at the car to finish, a kiddo, about 10 years, Latin looking Japanese passed by, going into the yard, talkin in the phone, probably streaming.

10:30 Went for a test drive, to heat up the oil to take a better look. Came back, raised the hood, grabbed my old camera lens that i use as a zoom to look, pulled the deep stick and looked. an Asian woman came between the cars, 3 ft away from me and stepped and into the grass (not a passage) with a box open with food.

No i never saw that one before. I only see them passing there with dogs.

There will be retaliations were we go today.

11:40 Did i just complain about sirens going off and noisy planes on demand around here?

Apropo, știri cu Houtis au început iar să apară după ce am postat de huțuli, husari, etc..

11:45 Going to Reno and California (and NW Nevada) freezes over.

11:50 Am scris despre Galiția, Pocuția, hultani și maruți îndrăzneți (indrasvat)? Motivul pentru care dacii trăgeau cu arcul în nori. Indra, Svarga Loka.

2:20 They made a mess last night pushing red dust in the spot in front of the car and stairs. Today the speculated it. Was sweeping when i saw an old white van pulling and a good looking "Latina" went upstairs with an Amazon delivery, trying to catch my dust, to play victim.

Now they have a reason to retaliate. They will do it on the road tomorrow when we're driving to Reno. Got two nights free and we payed for two more.

As i said many times before, their main tool is synchronization (Kali, the goddess of time and sex and destruction as well). They bring their people close to you by imagining "normal activities". (That van by no means was Amazon).

BTW we slept very "bad" that is we are like floating in a dream. They put all kinda items on the red dust including a juice pouch in the red dust nest to stairs which created mold inside the ceiling. At 4 AM when the cats were jumping, the mold got pushed in here. This morning at 10 they were 6 open bags in the bins this morning.

Our clothes smell like mold combined with dog s...t.

2:45 PM Found some more bags, in about the same configuration. One green and pink by the SW bin. One blue at the North i did not knotted yet. After i wrote about the skinny lads, i saw three older "Americans" with white goatees, looking very angry or sad. Two in the parking lot at Walmart.

Uncle Sam at the check stand at Walmart who hand it me the rubbing alcohol bottle saying "Have a great day". Because of that i forgot my second skin in the cart. There was one working on a truck next to the SW bin.

She is working the floor upstairs and i have something do to at the car and i'm afraid she is going to come in the middle of it and step over me while i'm partly under the car. I can hear the girls in the balcony already.

3:35 PM I wanted to change the oil filter. However it over tightened (not by me) and the tool quit working (started spinning around). Ever since i got under the car a couple of huge dogs started barking really loud (can be heard from a mile) above the monster apartment. Almost half hour now. Trying to fix the tool buy adding some aluminum tape inside.

5:05 I went to Jiffy Lube in Lake Oswego. One woman was  yelling at the guys for about 10 minutes until the checked me in. One of them was trying to imply i broke something at the car when i said my tool broke. Another one put the filter face down on a dirty grill under the car.

They had to use a measuring can so they poured my oil first in that one.

They took my old filter without a ratchet, only with their long speed handle with a 4 inch eccentricity. In the end they told me they tightened the filter by hand only.

When i come at home i grabbed my broken, spinning tool and tightened the filter with a ratchet but one hand only, about 1/4 of a turn, until it stopped turning. There was oil on the panel under.

Then a crazy idea came to me. What if... I grabbed a 10 mm and checked by tightening with 0 torque several most exposed bolts on the oil and transmission pan, were all solid firm. Which reminds me to check the valve cover bolts, last time they were all lose.

6:10 Ok. After a while went to check the level again. After it settled, the oil went over the limit of the gauge. The parking spot is on a slope. Which means will get even higher on a level surface. So i had to pull some out of it.

So i grabbed the pump and pull about a quart of a quart. Thin and dirty, almost black.  But then i changed my mind and pumped it all out since i was there. I had one more jug with the same brand. Quaker State mineral 5W20, recommended by Henday and also my favorite. But when i poured back in i spilled a drop around the hole. When i wiped it out i saw there was a small amount of sand around that hole.

Later i compared them when cold and they have the same viscosity. Trouble is i can't remember why i had an almost full jug with the same oil. Maybe i changed my mind and got a different kind. The only possible explanation.

One question. Why Jiffy Lube charges you more when you bring your own filter and oil? I payed 61 bucks there, and then 40 bucks for two jugs of oil, and the filter. There was a sign at the entrance saying 20 buck off ALL OIL CHANGES.

8:10 Ok. Went for a test drive in Wilsonville and back. I forgot to reset the mpg when i started climbing the ramp so i did at the top when i had already 60. Then i accelerated to 70. I've done 54 at the exit. It was green all the way while turning around under the overapss, but the traffic got almost stopped on the freeway.

Almost got into an accident, there was a white older car in my blind spot that i avoided in the nick of time. Her triumphant celebrity smile froze in disbelief. Then the traffic caught speed and my total mpg was 47 after climbing back down the exit, right before Nyberg. It's the new oil effect. It will wear in a few hundred miles and then the mpg on that same loop will be something like 44.

2:10 AM Mda, poate am căzut în capcana grabei și am greșit. Mulți istorici și chiar Eminescu au crezut că huțulii erau daci liberi slavizați care provin din Galiția (unde s-au refugiat după invazia romană). Nu știu nu sunt atât de familiar cu istoria Galiției fiindcă nu am mai avut timp și de aia.

Lumea a migrat tot timpul de-a lungul istoriei. Aveam pe cineva, în Câmpulung (Bucovina) o rudă, care era se numea Pocuțan. Printr-o greșeală sau glumă de notar neamț, a ajuns să fie românizată ad-hoc în Porcuțan LOL. 

Numele Pocuția, o țărișoară la vest de Bucovina, pare a fi de origine sanscrită. Kutia. Am spus de multe ori și mențin că limba dacă era foarte asemănătoare cu limba sanscrită. Dar și limba rusă și ucraineană, ca toate limbile europene (normal mai puțin "maghiara", o limbă complexă care e orice dar nu indo-europeană), toate se trag din sanscrită.

Curios lucru. Fiecare limbă europeană a moștenit din sanscrită un set de cuvinte diferite sau sensuri diferite, ca și cum limba ar fi căzut pe jos și s-a rupt în mai multe bucăți și fiecare a luat câte ceva.

Cineva a scris azi un articol despre cum au salvat husarii și Sobieski Viena și a speculat, toată Europa, de turci și de islam, așteptând, poate să vin eu cu niște completări controversiale, fiindcă am mai scris pe subiect.

Nu știu dacă turcii ar fi ocupat Europa așa cum arabii au ocupat Spania timp de 700 de ani. Nu știu dacă aveau forța și voința necesară.

Țările române au fost mult timp sub suzeranitate turcă, dar nu au fost islamizate.  Tot ce voiau turcii era un tribut, care azi pare mic în comparație cu sacrificiile făcute în războaie pentru menținerea suzeranității. Mă rog, treaba lor. Poate aveau mai mult un avantaj cu menținerea siguranței granițelor imperiului. Adică aveai un suzeran la graniță pe care îl controlai și nu prea te putea invada.

Deci a venit Sobieski cu acele trupe de elită numite husari, care husari aveau printre altele un fel de aripi în spate, pentru efecte psihologie, și lăncii goale pe dinăuntru, deci ușoare și foarte lungi, de până la 6 metri, care puteau înțepa până la 6 dușmani odată când se șarja într-o îngrămădeală.

Nu a fost singur. Polonezii au fost doar o treime din totalul de 66000 de mii de trupe creștine adunate la porție Vienei. Dar se pare că au intrat ultimii în luptă și au dat lovitura decisivă.

Cine erau husarii. După niște căutări, am aflat că lumea crede că ei au venit din Serbia, după ocuparea acesteia de către otomani și au devenit trupe de elită în Polonia, timp de mai mult de 200 de ani. Cavalerie ușoară adică, cu ceva armură, dar la jumătate față de cea grea.

Cândva, când nu aveam ce face, mai mult din nostalgie, am făcut niște căutări și am găsit această asemănare dintre unii cai huțuli și unii cai husari. Aburii nostalgiei m-au făcut să trag concluzia imediat. Dacă huțulii erau daci, înseamnă că husarii erau daci. Mai ales și faza cu aripile din spate, dacii folosind faimosul lor stindard, tot pentru scopuri psihologice.

Însă mai e o legătură cu aripile. Sunt legende prin Bucovina cum că unii dintre huțuli au proprietăți magice și post să se deplaseze în spațiu și în timp: Hultănitul. Mai e și chestia cu "băiatul" care pare un fel de sacrificiu (dat în folosința altuia pentru noroc adică). Huși. Hotin. Hut. Hoți. În Câmpulung era o expresie "mama huciului" care era similară cu mama dacului.

Azi mă gândesc că mai sunt și alte ipoteze, fiindcă am o bănuială că mi-au întins o capcană și nu mai vreau să cad așa de ușor ca alte dăți.

Una ar fi ca totul să fie exact invers. Huțulii au fost menționați prima dată la noi pe la 1800. Puteau să fi venit din Galiția și nu invers. Unde au ajuns după debandarea husarilor, când a avut loc re-organizarea armatei Poloniei.

Mai întâi s-au dus în Galiția (a nu se confunda cu Galicia din Spania sau Galația din Turcia deși s-ar părea că toate au ceva în comun) și apoi s-au orientat spre Bucovina unde viața în acel moment le era mai ușoară (biruri, obligații). Galii au existat și ei în Europa înainte de Cristos. Poate că au fost populația originală europeană dinaintea expansiunii indo-europene și mai apoi romane.

Dar mai sunt și alte ipoteze posibile. Numele huțul poate veni și de la goți. Goți care să fi petrecut un timp (vreo mie de ani) ca războinici de serviciu în Serbia, iar apoi s-au mutat în Polonia.

Nu rezolv nimic nici cu asta, fiindcă originea goților este un alt mare mister al istoriei. Odată am scris eu însumi că s-ar putea să fie tot niște războinici din China atrași ca atâția alții de aurul romanilor (luat din Dacia) fiindcă goția în chineză (am scris cum m-am priceput) înseamnă țară. Faptul că se țin împreună mereu ca grup etno-războinic, husari, (adică fără prea multe acareturi după ei, fără alte ocupații).

Da bine după 1000 de ani ca minoritate într-o țară slavă, ce mai rămâne din genetica sau limba respectivă?

Și apropo de limbă. Am găsit pe un site, mai multe, o chestie ciudată. Cică românii înțeleg ce vorbesc huțulii și invers, fără a se cunoaște limba interlocutorului. Poate fi și din cauza a 200 de ani de conviețuire.

Mă rog. Dacă am greșit, nu am fost singurul.

Mai este posibilă o explicație. Goții au fost aliații dacilor liberi împreună cu care i-au alungat până la urmă pe romani din Dacia. La un moment dat, goții au stăpânit nu numai Dacia, dar și toată Europa.

Însă unii mai spun că Goții și Geții au fost (inițial) același neam. Într-adevăr, daci putea să fie doar o poreclă, daksh दक्ष्- în sanscrită înseamnă dreapta, dreptaci, îndemânatec (cu sabia) iar jAta जात, pron. geata, ceata, înseamnă neam. Neamul primordial? punctul de plecare a expansiunii indo-europene?

Istoria cunoscută ne mai spune că după aproximativ 100 de ani de la alungarea romanilor de către goți împreună cu dacii liberi, împăratul Constantin a mai făcut un pod peste Dunăre, despre care puțin români au auzit și a recucerit Dacia, după ce a omorât 100000 de goți (geți, daci liberi, whatever).

Istoria s-a repetat.

Dacia nu a fost sub stăpânire romană numai perioada dintre cucerirea traiană și retragerea aureliană de aproximativ 160 de ani.

Dacă unii din ei au fost împinși din Dacia de către maghiari sau alți migratori în Serbia, împreună poate cu unii daci romanizați, au luat cu ei și elemente din limba proto-română.

Este foarte ciudat cum lipsesc din istorie aceste capitole în detaliu, ca și cum le-ar fi rupt cineva din carte și mototolit și aruncat la gunoi. Adică romanii nu au scris nimic despre cum au guvernat Dacia timp de 160 de ani, grecii nu au scris nimic etc..

Sau poate au existat în arhivele Vaticanului, și unii episcopi sau papi dominicani care acum știm cine erau...

Mai există doar fragmente mici, din lucrări mai importante despre alte chestii, care nu puteau fi rupte, scurte referințe de genul Decebalus per Scorilo.

6:10 AM One looud exhaust that runs for about 5 minutes raised dust and made me sneeze.

9:05 Searching. Don't know what i'm searching (at times i forget the face or the name of those i currently search. They have been well in the thousands). But look what i found!

Dr. Who?

4:37 Angela went to sleep. They came and started to yell like desperate at the balcony, also hitting a ball. No, there feet on the floor.

7:00 Kept trying to remember where i saw that dance before.

10:15 Here's another candidate for the woman upstairs, as i saw her at the mailboxes in her first day here.