I have tinnitus again, it is a whistle in stereo with a slight difference in pitch for each ear between the erupting phenomena. In other words, barring uncertainties, I am hearing two volcanic eruptions. Obviously I don’t know where they are. I am relatively new to this problem. It may be twin vents in the same cone or it could be different mountains, even different mountain ranges, even different continents. But the sounds were practically the same intensity, duration and near pitch perfect, so what do I know?
I know they erupted while I was sleeping, for between 03:00 and 08:00 we had snow. Snow counts the same as an aching shoulder for predicting eruptions. Both are as sure as separating weather fronts or North Atlantic charts peppered with Greenland Highs.
It was quite a long refrain, so we will be getting a populist report from fake media.
Good luck to who it should concern.
It steadied down to an hiss about an hour ago, it is still a loud noise -but not distressing [gone six hours later and an hiss is still flaring -both ears.] Oddly I just found people willing to buy or at least trying to sell noise, I would freely get rid of:
https://www.ebay.co.uk/sch/items/?_nkw=schumann+resonance&_sacat=&_ex_kw=&_mPrRngCbx=1&_udlo=&_udhi=&_sop=12&_fpos=&_fspt=1&_sadis=&LH_CAds=&clk_rvr_id=1385981168436&rmvSB=true Maybe I should charge more?
I looked up Schumann Resonance and came across this hit-piece from some wanker spammer, whose awful site was attempting to compromise me just now. It has this to say:
“Nevertheless, because the Schumann resonance frequencies are defined by the dimensions of the Earth, many New Age proponents and alternative medicine advocates have come to regard 7.83 Hz as some sort of Mother Earth frequency, asserting the belief that it’s related to life on Earth, despite its being so tiny and lost among all the other, stronger parts of the electromagnetic spectrum. Often we find that New Age beliefs are often based more on what seems emotionally satisfying than on sound science.”
Does my writing resemble that?
I rather think it does, to my shame but we can learn from our errors, can we not?
“…because the Schumann resonance frequencies are defined by the dimensions of the Earth, many New Age proponents and alternative medicine advocates have come to regard 7.83 Hz as some sort of Mother Earth frequency,…”
How did that happen. Did someone wake up and smell the coffee, hasten to open the window and on pulling back the curtains see a blinding truth?
I never had that happen to me, in fact I always resisted heavenly signs suspecting dark forces. I have no reason to presume others are less guarded.
“…asserting the belief that it’s related to life on Earth, despite its being so tiny and lost among all the other, stronger parts of the electromagnetic spectrum….”
I can assure you that nobody who is ill wants to be ill and finding a cure becomes compulsive, all encompassing in fact and you may jump to obvious conclusions as though you were an aficionado of the Daily News but you never advocate spurious erroneous beliefs, other than to promote study of them.
Eventually you learn more or different. And now we come to the gloss:
…Often we find that New Age beliefs are often[sic] based more on what seems emotionally satisfying than on sound science….
Pan-gloss!
Isn’t emotional satisfaction the ultimate pursuit of every health practitioner?
Beware this link seems to be able to bypass my security.
My tinnitus attack is still going strong a couple of hours later. Something I am not looking forwards to or at least I find it interesting but realise I’m not going to benefit personally. But what of mankind?
Dr. Pangloss and his philosophy are the principal focus of Voltaire’s biting satire. As Candide’s tutor and mentor, Dr. Pangloss teaches that in this, the best of all possible worlds, everything happens out of absolute necessity and everything happens for the best… even during a volcano:
“For,” said he, “all that is for the best. If there is a volcano at Lisbon it cannot be elsewhere. It is impossible that things should be other than they are; for everything is right.” (5.14)
Sounds about right?
I don’t think so either. This philosophy parodies the beliefs of Gottfried Leibniz, an Enlightenment-era thinker who believed that the world was perfect and that all evil in it was simply a means to a greater good.
Except that he was right. People live on volcanoes as they are a paradisaic supply of water to the floodplains beneath them or whatever type of fertile valley they serve. They are an immense source of freshwater water as well as a preventative to their alternative, the destruction of the planet by seismic forces.
And I’ll tell you that Pangloss’ assumption of the volcanic connection between continents is spot on except that it is aerial an ethereal teleconnection.
Does god want anybody to die?
If that were so why would food taste nice?
“Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.”
Francois Marie Arouet de Voltair.
Would you like to see angles dancing?
Have you ever seen a spell like that?
I don’t think I have.
This is what usually happens when a tropical storm reaches north of the tropics:
It expands because the energy supply is from cool water that extends much further afield than equatorial warm pool sources stretch.
Not only that the extra-tropical storm in the first animation intensifies and veers toward the Asian continent. The natural course is north west.
And I wouldn’t lie to the FIB as I am British and I have absolutely no respect fro them. I couldn’t care a toss if all those fairies died of AIDS. Or were eaten by dogs in something more biblical than a stroke!
Look again at the storms.
Where on earth do they end up?
Where are they being generated?
To time indefinite the smoke of their hell will ascend to times indefinite upon times indefinite.
The energy for these things has to fall first from the upper atmosphere in the Arctic. When it arrives at sea level, it turns the isobar depictions on the weather charts black; black as the systems portrayed in the Antarctic.
The reasoning behind it is that the skies are cleaned so that a triplicate of washed air, pristine air, de-ionised air falls out into the sea-level, surface-level, out of the ionosphere and spreads all over the northern hemisphere where it ionises and comes out of solution immediately.
They are not harming anything, why should the angels not be enjoying their jobs. I know I would:
I’m enjoying the pants off this.
That huge eruption that I was listening to earlier, I am only now able to observe distantly.
But I know when it is going to end:
And now so do you!
Say: “Thanks Mike.”
No thank you lads, and thank god!
As in the day of war when the angels cry out joyously.
This is so that we get volcanic eruptions, Classical Ones in this case -unless it doesn’t happen.
I tell you what else:
Search and see how many significant earthquakes occur when a tropical storm is extant. I may be wrong and I might be looking at an approaching egg-custard but I have only ever heard of one. ONE!
In the normal course of events the falling freezing air falls clear as crystal and remains in solution because it is a perfect fluid capable of sustaining freezing temperatures without solidifying.
There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he’ll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
If they were not destroying the evidence in Northern California, what the hell were they doing there?
Northern California wild fires. Don’t be sidetracked to the other strange events, in October for example, as Wickobedia directs you. The road for the just ones and the righteous is straight with no deviance.
