WHAT IF! What if the blue water of earth was where the land is.. and the land was where the water would be.. There would be few national boundaries and few continents divided by water. It would mostly be on large continent continuous around the world.
Some alternate dimension probably houses this very look.
A wildflower superbloom is underway in the desert Southwest in March after seven inches of winter rain. Anza-Borrego State Park in California hasn’t experienced a bloom so prolific since at least 1999 according to park officials.
“This is shaping up to be a great wildflower year!” the park wrote on its Facebook page late last week. “…desert lilies are spectacular, and other annuals are coming along nicely! Make plans now to visit near the middle of the month.”
The purple sand verbena is widespread in the Anzo-Borrega right now. It’s native to the Southwest and it thrives in well-drained soil. Pristine white primroses are also in bloom among yellow-flowered brittlebush. But, according to hikers’ reports, the most uncommon flower in bloom this year is the purple, notch-leaved phacelia.
The strange case of the Statue of Liberty going dark
Some of the lights that normally illuminate the statue went off before 11 p.m., leaving only her still-lit torch and crown visible to most in New York Harbor.
As one Twitter post opined, the timing was “just too perfect.” Definitely, tweeted another, “an ominous sign of the times.”
The near-blackout of the universal symbol of freedom was invested with great meaning on the Internet, with a consensus settling, more or less, on two interpretations.
Take all of this with a grain of salt.. it’s a comedy show, people.. But every time a prominent world figure past or present is on Jimmy Kimmel, he brings up aliens and secret UFO files. Sometimes through humor, we get eerie moments or even some truth in eye gestures.. Hillary Clinton went as far as saying if she was president she was going to release info on aliens–John Podesta, her advisor, is a proponent of disclosure of government files on UFOs..
George W. Bush appeared on Kimmel.. The subject came up. Bush dealt with it using the typical humor he always has used in situations of tension. But …. is there truth behind laughter? Secret files behind the hidden door..?
The Curious Case of Brain Activity that Has Been Recorded as Much as 10 Minutes After Death:
The strange case of death… and dying.. and the brain.
Doctors in a Canadian intensive care unit have stumbled on a very strange case – when life support was turned off for four terminal patients, one of them showed persistent brain activity even after they were declared clinically dead.
For more than 10 minutes after doctors confirmed death through a range of observations, including the absence of a pulse and unreactive pupils, the patient appeared to experience the same kind of brain waves (delta wave bursts) we get during deep sleep. And it’s an entirely different phenomenon to the sudden ‘death wave’ that’s been observed in rats following decapitation.
To my still somewhat living brain, this doesn’t seem possible..or good in any way!
The brain’s fight to stay alive extends well beyond the time it should.. and does this brain oddity happen more often? If so.. is this what we perceive heaven and hell to be when we have near death experiences? Could the ‘afterlife’ maybe only be the few minutes our brain still churns away and then, afterwards, ceases to exist at some point?
More from Bec Crew:
In the absence of any biological explanation for how brain activity could possibly continue several minutes after the heart has stopped beating, the researchers say the scan could be the result of some kind of error at the time of recording.
But they’re at a loss to explain what that error could be, as the medical equipment show no signs of malfunction, meaning the source of the anomaly cannot be confirmed – biologically or otherwise.
I suppose that is comforting. Look over there! No big deal! Could be instrument malfunctions!
Listen.. this is the biggest albatross hanging over us. Death. We are all dying somehow.. and when we get closer, we try to escape it even more.. but the brain living well beyond death? That seems to be a horrifying possibility .. something that is even more haunting to the senses. Because in theory the brain may still be recording memories, feelings.. all the like.
As Dr. Loomis famously said in Halloween 2, ‘you don’t even know what death is.’ And we don’t now.. and we may never.
…..actually maybe first we need to learn what life is.
The full findings on this study are published here:
The witching hour has struck again.. The dream that turns into a nightmare.. just in time for 3am to show its ugly Face on the clock..
Let me explain.. for those who haven’t read this site for any bit before this post, you may not realize that I have a theory that most bad dreams and nightmares occur at or around 3am. At least mine.. and I have find some concurrence with others on the topic..
Last night it happened to me again.
Before I progress to the nightmare, I have to first say this. A few months ago, a reader sent me a message that I should listen to calming YouTube sleep hypnosis or music on earbuds at night. After trying it, it was surprising that actually the result ended up with NO DREAMS at all..
Last night I was just dead tired..I conked out early and, for the most part, has pleasant night visions.. I recall things got strange though. At one point, the dream turned odd when I was watching SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE. Chris Farley was on — he wasn’t dead in nightmare.. but very well alive and well-aged with time. The show opened and suddenly I heard the Bruce Springsteen song BORN TO RUN play loud. Suddenly, out of no where, I heard a lower octave G chord play on a piano. I turned in my house, saw my black piano –that I have in real life– and I saw keys being held down. I backed up, and saw the keys move.. I backed up more and before I realized it was shrieking in fear in real life. I had woken up, scared and in a cold sweat…looking at the clock on my phone, and seeing 3am.
I actually could not fall back to sleep. Instead I went to the computer and turned on Coast to Coast AM, all the while researching what exactly piano dreams mean.
The experts on these matters hold a piano dream to be in good light. Success is coming! Business is going to be good! If a piano plays!? Harmony..
But my piano dreamed was different than this harmonious affair the dream experts talked about. Instead, a dreadful deep note played and all I could do was sense a surrounding spirit of fear overcome me.
Then the real thoughts came in.. while in deep sleep, unless you are one of the few and proud who learned to master your own dream, you really don’t distinguish fiction from reality. That dream, for the moments you are in it, is real. Quite real as a matter of fact.This is how the piano dream feltfor me.. And how I know nightmares often feel for you.
But I pondered… who was hunting me in my dream? What dead spirit? What deceased family member? And if one would actually try to make contact, that would be a beautiful thing! I would love the chance! And no one who I know who died had any grudge against me, just love. So the conclusion would have to be made that this entity is evil. It is not of my family. Not a friend. But a possession of some other sort.
It is unwanted and uninvited. But somehow stepped in my dream without warning ..
I didn’t want it to be there. It just showed up.. and payed the song of doom. Or at least a note of dread.
My question for you–you can answer in your own head–is this: Have you ever had a dream like this? One where an unspeakable force toys with you? And .. how real did it seem?
Mine seemed real.
Either the dread is something internal and deeply traumatic..or I am being hunted by a night stalker with no face or being..
Maybe the night stalker is the emotional roller coaster of the day’s toils.. Maybe it’s the fear of the night …
I will document this dream and move on.Hoping to never have it again.
UNLESS…the sprit decides to show its face. If only I can master the dream and ask the meaning, then perhaps I can master reality and figure out the meaning of that as well…
Happy dreaming, all.
The witching hour has struck again.. The dream that turns into a nightmare.. just in time for 3am to show its ugly Face on the clock..
Let me explain.. for those who haven’t read this site for any bit before this post, you may not realize that I have a theory that most bad dreams and nightmares occur at or around 3am. At least mine.. and I have find some concurrence with others on the topic..
Last night it happened to me again.
Before I progress to the nightmare, I have to first say this. A few months ago, a reader sent me a message that I should listen to calming YouTube sleep hypnosis or music on earbuds at night. After trying it, it was surprising that actually the result ended up with NO DREAMS at all..
Last night I was just dead tired..I conked out early and, for the most part, has pleasant night visions.. I recall things got strange though. At one point, the dream turned odd when I was watching SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE. Chris Farley was on — he wasn’t dead in nightmare.. but very well alive and well-aged with time. The show opened and suddenly I heard the Bruce Springsteen song BORN TO RUN play loud. Suddenly, out of no where, I heard a lower octave G chord play on a piano. I turned in my house, saw my black piano –that I have in real life– and I saw keys being held down. I backed up, and saw the keys move.. I backed up more and before I realized it was shrieking in fear in real life. I had woken up, scared and in a cold sweat…looking at the clock on my phone, and seeing 3am.
I actually could not fall back to sleep. Instead I went to the computer and turned on Coast to Coast AM, all the while researching what exactly piano dreams mean.
The experts on these matters hold a piano dream to be in good light. Success is coming! Business is going to be good! If a piano plays!? Harmony..
But my piano dreamed was different than this harmonious affair the dream experts talked about. Instead, a dreadful deep note played and all I could do was sense a surrounding spirit of fear overcome me.
Then the real thoughts came in.. while in deep sleep, unless you are one of the few and proud who learned to master your own dream, you really don’t distinguish fiction from reality. That dream, for the moments you are in it, is real. Quite real as a matter of fact.This is how the piano dream feltfor me.. And how I know nightmares often feel for you.
But I pondered… who was hunting me in my dream? What dead spirit? What deceased family member? And if one would actually try to make contact, that would be a beautiful thing! I would love the chance! And no one who I know who died had any grudge against me, just love. So the conclusion would have to be made that this entity is evil. It is not of my family. Not a friend. But a possession of some other sort.
It is unwanted and uninvited. But somehow stepped in my dream without warning ..
I didn’t want it to be there. It just showed up.. and payed the song of doom. Or at least a note of dread.
My question for you–you can answer in your own head–is this: Have you ever had a dream like this? One where an unspeakable force toys with you? And .. how real did it seem?
Mine seemed real.
Either the dread is something internal and deeply traumatic..or I am being hunted by a night stalker with no face or being..
Maybe the night stalker is the emotional roller coaster of the day’s toils.. Maybe it’s the fear of the night …
I will document this dream and move on.Hoping to never have it again.
UNLESS…the sprit decides to show its face. If only I can master the dream and ask the meaning, then perhaps I can master reality and figure out the meaning of that as well…
Happy dreaming, all.
‘IT’ is going to begin shooting later this month..
The “working title” for part two of the Stephen King adaptation will be “Accordion.”..
In theaters September 8, 2017, part one is set “in a small town in Maine, where seven children known as The Losers’ Club come face to face with life problems, bullies, and a monster that takes the shape of a clown called Pennywise.“
Bill Skarsgard stars as Pennywise, the sewer-dwelling monster.
Jaeden Lieberher, Finn Wolfhard, Nicholas Hamilton, Jack Dylan Grazer, Wyatt Oleff, Chosen Jacobs, and Jeremy Ray Taylor are the modern Losers’ Club.
Creature performer Javier Botet will play The Leper, and Owen Teague plays Patrick Hocksetter, a bully who torment the Losers’ Club.
Dan Lin, Roy Lee, Seth Grahame-Smith, David Katzenberg, and Barbara Muschietti produce.
KRISTINE GADDY WRITES,
A German nurse led Charlotte Carmody to the “dearest room imaginable,” with blue and white walls and white frilled curtains. She was expecting a baby boy, and the beauty of the room — with its dainty white bassinet — overcame her. It didn’t feel like a hospital delivery room, because there were no shiny instruments or operating tables, just comfortable surroundings.
It was the summer of 1914, and Carmody had traveled from her native Brooklyn to the Frauenklinik in Freiburg, Germany, for what seemed like a miracle: childbirth without pain. German doctors were offering something called Dammerschlaf, or Twilight Sleep, the name alone evoking a fairytale-like promise of an ideal delivery. Pregnant women were told they’d never remember the horrible pain of childbirth, and be less at risk of death or injury.
Carmody lay down on the bed to receive her first injection, a cocktail of scopolamine — a painkiller that causes delirium and hallucinations — and morphine, which caused her brain to become less excited so that she could enter a sleep-like state. She would still be able to feel the baby and push, doctors said, but would wake up without any recollection of the pain and suffering she had endured. And that’s exactly what happened. Afterward, she awoke in her room and felt so well she thought “I must be dead,” Carmody recounted months later, to an auditorium filled with women curious about the procedure.
She didn’t remember what had happened during her labor, but doctors and reporters chronicled the not-so-peaceful experiences they observed. Women still felt the full force of contractions; some became violent and thrashed in their beds, their faces flushed red — sometimes even blue — as they screamed. “The scopolamine induced amnesia, liberating women from normal self-control mechanisms, while the cocaine took the edge off,” says Dr. Patty Stokes, assistant professor of women’s and gender studies at Ohio University. The result was sometimes dangerous, and women had to be strapped down and carefully observed to ensure they didn’t hurt themselves.
This is an interesting read.. interesting history