12:10 AM At midnight... I think they are two persons upstairs and right now they are creaking the floor where Angela sleeps...

2:20 Slept 4 hours, don't know what awakened me but they were making noises and then left. Though in the last days i slept no more than 5-6 hours i feel very rested because i used nose decongestant which allow better oxygenation. Also i am positive because of that by BG decreased by 100, with only 20 units of insulin daily. Metabolism needs oxygen.

Again big noise in the bathroom (pipes hissing) when and only when i went to the bathroom though they upstairs left. This promotes gas retention (scared) and later palpitations.

2:23 I am adulting again. Building the dentures which proves mission almost impossible. Due to last 4 extractions i have been left with some spurs that leave negative slopes on the model.

I mean, the imprint made with gel or rubber like material copies everything and then can it be extracted both from jaw and positive model, being soft, but if make the rigid gum with that model, first i have to destroy the model to extract those but then, have to push really hard to put them on basically forcing my soft part of the gum to "pass" over those spurs.

So i tried to smoothen those out by adding some, it is very hard cause the wet gypsum "freezes" when in contact with the dry one (water gets instantly sucked by the dry model), making it hard to smoothen out, but in the end i've done something. They will be loose in that area, but keep questioning.

Why do i have those spurs figuring teeth maybe? I remember at the last extraction (incisive next to right canine) he twisted the tooth while inside by at least 45 degrees to the left, breaking the jaw of which a part was missing (don't remember passing out or had a missing time feeling), creating that "esthetic" spur after 3 months of pain and antibiotics. To keep (some of the) character? 


3:05 Don't know who is the tall dark skin young guy who "operates" the black BMW with modified exhaust that just started, but i'm positive he is again a Japanese figuring a Latino.

About half hour earlier Angela came from work (4 to noon) and then WinCo. I went to grab the bags and two again short this time Japanese figuring Latino kids (probably the same who where having a 3 hours yelling party in the alley the other day) where handling a TV behind my car.

5:10 They are modeling reality with lies. Truth is of little importance to them, just the purpose.

I figured the reason why was not sleeping last night. There was one next to hydrant and a smaller one on the other side of the building. As i dispose of them, they probably brought  new ones since i feel energized again.

I made the first picture when i started at 4:06 PM. It was then when they climbed the stairs (her and her weekend boyfriend). They been continuously b...g the floor with the purpose of making me to get mad and loose my patience and fail.

The last one is before curing. It took a bit less than an hour. It's like working with putty though the UV material is a bit more brittle. I made numerous alignment mistakes, applying new ideas, and tried to recover from those. Some are a bit crooked like some natural teeth are LOL.

As i said, the problem now is my 400 nm UV lamp is small and though it cures very fast, does not penetrate deep enough. The alternative would be the Sun which is a good source of UV but it's cloudy outside and late.

After first curing, i have to soak them in vinegar and remove the gypsum and apply light under to see if that works (never tried that before). If not, i will remove the falling ones, cure the bottom of the holes and them reattach them with Scotch superglue.

6:05 Ok i managed to remove the gypsum model without soaking them. Some part of it came loose, some i had to use a drill bit on an wireless screwdriver. I noticed the light intensifies (by checking fluorescence on a white surface) if i live it plugged in the adapter. I did that, cured them from the bottom too.

They fit perfectly though there's a bit of difficulty in closing the mouth all the way with and old upper attached. Need some trimming maybe buffing. I think trimming the rear teeth with a rotary tool would do it. I am not perfectly satisfied with the alignment, especially the front ones so it will not be the last version. 

I have to start and do the upper too to see if they fit better.

2:40 AM Ai Kago

4:55 Cred că e un ritual. Absolut tot ce postez e dublat de ceva. Nu știu dacă voi trăi suficient de mult ca să mă prind de ce fac ei asta. Însă de multe lucruri credeam că nu o să mă prind niciodată și răspunsurile au venit atunci când mă așteptam mai puțin așa că cine știe. Până atunci mă voi enerva ori de câte ori apare ceva. Și sunt cu zecile, nu am timp să ri-postez ceva la fiecare.

Chestii din astea mi se mai întâmplau la grădiniță când copiii răspundeau cu aceeași replică. Sau de exemplu mergeam în vizită la cineva și de câte ori deschideam gura să spun ceva, un copil se băga peste mine și nu mă lăsa să vorbesc.

Chestia e că nu numai online. Postez ceva, merg pe afară sau la store sau chiar pe drum și văd tot felul de maimuțăreli legate de ce am postat, cu brand-uri de mașini, numere etc..

12:55 A rather large number of people are interfering with my activities.

From waking up (people marching upstairs, making almost unbearable noises), going to the restroom (flushing toilets, hissing water that only happen in those moments), reading the news (marching upstairs) bending the other way around exactly when i look in that direction (butt showing), causing intestinal blockage, palpitations a few hours later or the next day.

Shows, if i open the door, a number of people would start acting catching me in all kinda visual frames, if i go in the stores, people will start moving around me, simulating i'm following them or i'm up to something. If i go in the park or other public places (including casinos) celebrities will participate.

Driving, permanently surrounded by their teams, featuring plate numbers, brands and slogans according to the "theme" of the day or moment (depending mostly of what i'm posting but sometimes only thinking, news events, etc..

Models on TikTok and X are addressing to me probably only to improve their ratings but never really want to communicate.

I don't believe there are any normal random people around me.

A good chunk of the news are featured with the only purpose of counteracting my posts. Stock market seems to follow my activities.

There are mostly two categories. Asians, most likely Japanese, sometimes acting like Spanish or Native Americans, with real Spanish showing sometimes. European looking, most likely Hungarians figuring white Americans.

Am i in hell or a parallel Universe being punished for my previous life sins?

3:08 PM There are a number of permanent themes "they" will never give up. They build a facade around me basically trying to prove it is not my past life sins, but the current one. The Indian dancer in the park yesterday. Numerous others.

Let me give you an example. I opened the door this morning cause i was sneezing like crazy. One guy dressed in construction dirty clothes was advancing on the alley towards this building, with a creepy smile on his face. Because these days i have gypsum on my pants and alginate on my face.

Something they will never give up cause it is one main ingredient in the show. They have to continuously prove i am gay. So they add daily elements to constant reinsure this. Of course it's not real proofs but only strong suspicions that lead to "almost sure" conclusions that are confirmed tomorrow by other "almost sure" facts.

I mean, what could be more almost sure than a male dancer from India that descended from a video in the park near the restroom when i was passing by? Never mind i met with Angela at the end of that bridge and walked back on the bridge to sit on a bench for the next 10 minutes.

So today they designed an event so wicked that with about 5 minutes of loud base they threw my day into chaos.

It is no secret these days i am trying to build my own dentures.

Over the years i became so fed with simulated low quality, with defects made on purpose to permanently annoy me, make me lock bad and having difficulties eating, hurting the roof of my mouth, gums, that i decided to try and to it myself.

What it seems easy at start it turned more and more difficult if not impossible.

First i bought an online kit (only for upper to try it first) made of a tray like shoe horse ready made denture. The tray comes filled with a thermal resin.

You make a negative imprint in a tray with alginate (a gel made with algae and other things like that), the same as the dentist or denturist would do. Then you fill that imprint with gypsum (dental stone). 100% percent gypsum is a very good material cause it sets fast, it does not shrink, etc..

Though is hard to find. I had a 5 pounds bag bought on Amazon that i used for years to plug holes, but i finished it. (Holes would re-appear miraculously from time to time and i usually make about one teaspoon in a water bottle cap, which i do not use all).

Commercial name is plaster of Paris, but not all plaster of Paris is created equal. The one by the brand DAP i just bought has up to 30% lime. Which makes it harder to set, then more difficult to remove.

First amount came with the kit. So i made everything as instructed and got one pair of upper denture. Which functions alright but the thermal resin seem not be durable.

Then i got the taste of taking imprints and making gypsum models and i thought maybe i should try to use more durable materials.

Professionally, they do dentures with an injection machine which is out of the question. But i saw a video saying you can do it with UV curing material. I mean, you make the negative imprint, do the gypsum positive model, build a gum with a putty like UV curing ping material around it and set teeth and then cure it with UV.

So i bought the UV curing sheets which has a stated tensile strength about the same of regular acrylic injected dentures will.

I have several UV lamps at home, of different wavelength, mostly shortwave germicidal and those did not work because of too short wavelength. And then i remembered i had a "black light" flash light i once bought for other reasons and tried with that one. In about a minute the material was as hard as stone. Probably harder than the acrylic dentures.

However there's a catch. The UV light from my toy UV flash light does not penetrate very deep. In thicker areas, it does not get cured (not right away anyways). For this reason the teeth do not always stay attached (they come out when pulled hard by hand).

There's a cure for that. Scotch superglue (the original one) is so good, i regularly glue dentures that break in half from usage and they stay glued for years. So after i build the denture, i cure what i can, then remove the teeth (not all come out) and then cure the exposed areas and then i can reattach the teeth with superglue.

It's a lengthy process. (In the meantime i think i found a better solution on Amazon). However, at the third day of trials i have accumulated enough experience to get encouraged to continue in this direction (UV curing materials and separate individually installed teeth). 

So this morning after i slept some 5 hours i said ok, should try one more time and let the gypsum model cure for the rest of the day so i can try in the evening. So i made the alginate (not easy), stuck the trays in my mouth (not for the faint of heart), kept them in my mouth for a couple of minutes trying not to puke, unstuck them etc..

Then i filled the imprints with soft made gypsum (there is a whole art of mixing the dust with water making the right thickness, like sour cream) and then it happened. Could not find the piece of plastic to put on top of the gypsum to create a flat surface need to work later on. And then, kaboom. The loudest base i heard since i live here.

The floor was vibrating under my feet. Music in Spanish, to make a counter allegory of what i wrote above. Could not think what to do. Until i figured i could use some pieces of paper and turn the trays with the impression now full of wet gypsum upside down on a table, to create a flat surface needed to be able to work on them (attach gum and teeth), the gypsum hardened.

I made a mess on the table and everywhere. The base kept pounding. I washed my hands, grabbed the recorder but could not find the USB-USBC cable to upload it.

In three days i started to build some confidence in knowing all phases of the process. But now i have doubts the models will come right, because i handled them while hardening. Having doubts makes it so much harder to work on anything.

Finally found the cable, but then i thought if i upload this, it would distract everybody's attention from what i wrote before. And those frequencies are not caught very well by the voice recorder.

In a few words, they choose the right moment when to do it to screw my day completely with 5 minutes of reckless "music". Who was it? I don't know, some simulated mad Latino. I did not have the guts to go outside and look.

It is called tokagure ryu. The school of the hidden door. They don't have to be in the same room to create havoc in your life. Basically sabotage you, make you waste time and interrupt a process that would lead to me looking a bit less scarry when i go around and less painfully to eat.

Hours after it happened is start to feel pain from different types of irritant dust, some that fall from the ceilings and walls, some from the redwood outside. I feel like drinking and smoking but i'm out of cigarettes and none of us wants to buy liquor anymore.

The wine in boxes we can afford (Franzia) that used to be so good 20 years ago has more sugar in it than ever and taste like all kinda added flavors but definitely not like wine. Thought the price seem to be inflation adjusted.

This is just an example. It happens almost daily with variations. I hear uncomfortably loud base several times a day and it's usually in the worst possible moments and very disruptive. (Besides creaks upstairs and very loud exhausts).

4:50 A guy with back pack (no car) just climbed upstairs and started to creak the floor. The black BMW with modified exhaust just started.

5:15 Went and smoked two cigarette buts. Kids yells invaded the alley on the other side of the building. My head sounds again like a ripe water melon after yesterday i ate again peanut butter on a piece of bread.

6:05 The models were hard enough to be pulled out of imprints. Poured two more just in case. Plaster of Paris is cheap. Upstairs finally stopped creaking.

7:45 That guy who climbed upstairs was her, with a backpack and no car. She is working the floor ever since. Outside there is a party of Latinos. Just to counter what i wrote above. Real Latinos speaking real Spanish. At times i heard them repeating the word "padre". They took of the moment i uploaded this file.

My recorder does not hold time and date. The time and date on the file are the generic ones.

9:02 Tocmai am spus mai sus că ăștia mă îngână.

5:00 AM

6:50 It looks like i might have found the culprits for the smell in the apartment. It was not tiny dogs but cat poops i found for a week under the deck. How long has it been going? Don't know, but when the weather started to heat up a little, the wood chips it started to stink so bad it was unbearable. And i thought there was something wrong with me, pancrease or liver not working etc.. and kept getting nauseated and taking charcoal caps.

They look groomed and taken care of though possibly underfed and kinda wild cause they did not grow or got heavier over the last months or so. Or they bring in different cats from time to time.

8:00

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5:05 AM Was Alaska Musk Ox the inspiration for Star Wars Bantha?

12:33 PM There is a continous uproar from the construction site. My head again sounds like a ripe melon. I start to write a phrase, i get to the middle of it and i forget what i wanted to say.

2:10 These guys have a different metabolism or something...


9:00 PM Kagura dance is performed to lure Amaterasu Sun Godess out of the cave... 

3:40 AM Buckethead those occasional rebellious dissonant changes of scales are meant to break monotony test critics chase away the bad spirits or the unsavvy/undeserving fans?)

Had no idea! (I honestly believed he was a starving artist!) Actually it makes sense. Many old arena rock or even cover bands now get shredders as guitarists because they are exceeding and also add a harder and crispier sound to the old songs.


4:35 PM Slept throughout the morning. Last night i replaced the screw at the backdoor with a wooden stick and checked several times. It was pushed back just enough for the door to be opened. There is something beeping in the alley for half hour now. Kids voices yelling. I opened the door to look and it stopped and then it started again. When i opened the door for the second time the two Japanese girls where taking pictures in my direction. My recorder works only if i reset it every time now.

11:15 Thick weird smoke from outside makes it hard to breath here.

3:30 PM Angela started to cook, they came to play with the ball.

3:50 Angela is cooking, they came to rhythmically hit the TV box. They haven't done this since last fall or weather was good enough for them to stay outside in shorts at 52 degrees (10C) as of right now.

4:55 Windows hasn't done nothing, it was a false impression. As the PC went to sleep mode it stopped the downloading. Today i did it again, wasted some one more hour. Some settings have been altered. Also had to sign into chrome, start the phone, get beamed, now i'm in pain.

4:25 AM Here she reminds me of young Gwen Stefani

Here...


Father's day on Lake Tahoe...

6:40 And the most recurrent of them all stories. Domini cani. Inquisition. Dogs and fire. Dog poop and redwood.

Please pay attention to what i'm writing below cause i repeated it so many times but people do not seem to understand what dogs of God are doing in here.

Slept two hours. When i awoke at 1 AM my mind was racing from things and people i saw yesterday. Trying to sort things out now that i know about what i posted above. Too much. However after after a few hours i started to feel nauseated and sick. Angela went for overtime since 4 AM. "To make for the money she lost in casinos". I don't care since i can't sleep anyways.

For the last few days it was dogs under door. In freezing temperature, the dogs were burying the warm poops in the dry red dust (it never rains under the deck because of the roof above) to keep them warm and emanating for the next  hours.

Yesterday it warmed up and last night temperature did not go under 40 (4 Celsius). So the switched back to dumpsters.

In the last month or after it snowed there have been always at least one bag with spilled litter dust around the closest dumpster, the one next to mailboxes. Today it was no exception, there is one big plastic box partially overturned, with some stuff still in there.

So i went outside, dizzy, with balance problems, high BP, almost stumbling, about to faint. Did not find anything under the deck. But the smell was in the air. Came and grabbed my grabber, one empty bag and  went to check the dumpsters. The same old story with closed, semi-open and open bags.

Once in the bag, (the dog) especially if it has some tannin (the fire) from redwood in it, they start being virulent because the tannins mutate the bacteria in there and keep fermenting until removed. I knotted again bla bla a number of bags. I hope i will get some sleep now.

Domonkos means Dominican in Hungarian. Check the pronunciation. Johnny Cash was one of them. It's all symbolism.

7:20 She upstairs is warming up for quite some time and i can't find the recorder. Outside there's fog and within the fog there's a... burnt rubber smoke? The rings of fire?

11:55 Today is March 1st when Romanians exchange small gifts or tiny cheap jewels (that can be expensive, though more rarely) tied with a white and red thread that some wear on their chests. It is called little March 1st.

After 30 years it feels like it all happened in a another life time, no emotion attached to it anymore.

12:05 Slept until 11 and awoke nauseated. Temperature rose to 60 degrees (15 C). Went and disposed of more little bags (pink, yellow and green) that some were fermenting for days or weeks behind the SW dumpster. While there, a woman left from the spot next to it, another guy came and parked a big red truck, bumping into a small recyclable bin.

Did not see or paid attention last night, thee is a piece of old rolled carpet stinking next to it which in turn makes mine inside stinking after vacuuming. When i left a big airliner flew above, visibly under 5000 ft (one mile) FAA safety limit. 

No i think it only appeared closer being one of the largest Boeing ever built.

The whole area between our building and the others stinks. Wondering how can other people can live here. Unless they don't.

11:38 They came to overshadow what i just said about Mărțișor. The man responsible for Colectiv disaster has been "reelected" in the same function and now is acting. (also because what i just said about fire and inquisition).

12:45 After Angela came i went and tried to put that carpet into the dumpster but the dumpster was full (that dumpster is rarely full) two days after Thunder Thursday when they empty the bins with pieces of furniture and building materials so the carpet stays on top of it, in the wind that blows from that direction.

12:15 In the past i added pictures with infinity columns at Ilani. Last night i realized these could represent aether whirls, small and big. But if the knew, why didn't they say anything? Or are they waiting for someone to say something to say later they said it first?

As i said many times before all traffic in Portland seems coordinated by an invisible hand. This truck followed me for 10 miles well outside their "service" area or about one hour in the slow mandatory daily built in @downtown Portland commuting traffic. Then the Tesla truck came. Pioneer gas and furnaces.

That after breathing here air contaminated with bacteria and dog s...t, not sleeping well, being really sleepy, almost bumped into a suddenly stopped Tesla car on I5 before that. I checked at that company hovel on Simpsons next to Killingsworth in Alberta neighborhood, i did not see any "cyber" truck in their fleet.
Is this real?

2:30 The moment i started to type in the other blog "the kids", a couple of Japanese girls (at least one of them is a grown woman posing as a child) figuring Latinas came and started to hit a balloon (filled with air) in the back yard, that is after the air was cleaned enough by me removing all i could of the s...t while Angela is trying to get some sleep.

2:50 Now after i posted that video they sit on the TV box while staring in the direction of our apartment and hit the box with their feet in the rhythm of that song (no they can't hear it, volume is too low) and succeeded awakening Angela.

2:55 Now i started to record the noise and they left. Some smoke came instead.

3:15 Now they're gone and poop smell creeped in. Must be a new one somewhere.