It's halfway through 2012 and turning out to be a barnyard
of revelations for those brave enough to face the folly. Take chemtrails,
those ominous aerosols being sprayed by military and commercial jets all over
the earth… up to now barely a mention in the media and blacklisted by science, yet the
internet is blowing up with information and rogue scientific inquiry. Little by
little, some familiar faces are breaking the silence; Roseanne is speaking at a
major conference on weather modification from August 17 to 19.
When I was in the States last month it hurt to go outside and
exercise; plasticized lawns were spewing a chlorinated concoction in guise of watering, and aluminum
laden graffiti filled the skies. Lo and behold, the BBC is starting to sensitize the public to
chemtrails, as a technology to curtail global warming. I see… instead of facing
peak oil, they’re coating the earth with even more chemical particles in an attempt to
reflect the sun’s heat back into the atmosphere. It's no surprise that former
global warming master skeptics, The Berkeley Earth Surface Temperature Group (funded by the Charles G. Koch Foundation ) is now reversing its findings to conclude that
humans are almost entirely the cause of climate change. Will franken-science use global warming as
an excuse to chemtrail us into oblivion? Other latent reasons for chemtrails point to Monsanto’s
patented aluminum resistant seeds, rigging of weather related derivatives… and
don’t forget the blooming Alzheimer’s industry!
So far, the multitudes of weather modification patents don’t
seem to show much success, as drought and temperature extremes still ravage the earth.
And cowering under the menacing skies, folks from both the far left and extreme
right remain global warming non-believers. In diverse circles it's a commonly held belief that temperature
spikes are attributable to sun flares. Witness a new alliance forming: permaculture hippies protected by gun packin’,
freedom lovin’ rednecks, united by a bristling repulsion to government, FEMA
and carbon taxes.As a hypersensitive I know from direct experience that man-made pollution is destroying the earth. Other mysteries abound though, like whether science is behind the reduction of hurricane intensity these past few years. Bill Gates was supposedly looking into a technology to cool down hurricanes in their path. Really? If that’s the case, thanks for enveloping the Leeward islands in high wind shear again this year!
Which brings us back to our fantajournalism… after tropical storm Fabio, the name of my Italian friend, I spotted Typhoon Vicente, which is my husband Juny’s given name. His name is Vincent but Vicente fits right in after Fabio. And following my Soul Train dance demo from the last post, there’s tropical storm Saola, pronounced soulah, the name of a rare horned animal from Vietnam.
Then there was typhoon Damrye, which made its way to China after the Aurora
shootings occurred. On the fringes of the internet, the Colorado massacre is connected via numerology and other arcane concepts to a blood sacrifice for the corporate darling Olympics.
I found the reasoning a little far-fetched, but parts of it intrigued me,
especially in light of the name Aurora. Recently I wrote about how right after
she died, my Mom roared into St. Maarten on the wings of two earthquakes: “That
night she roared back and the earth shook”. With all the Ohs and Ahs
stylistically punctuating our hurricane poetry, I had to do a double take over 'Oh
Roar Ah!' I joked that my angel might be connected
metaphorically to the Joker releasing his angst. He bounced back with “I
know you are but what am I?“ in the form of typhoon Damrey. Dame rit means ‘lady
laughs’ in French. When I saw a reference to the actress Emily Attack attending
the London premiere of The Dark Knight Rises, I laughed again. In Buddhist
thinking, the ultimate nature of reality is beyond good and evil. Hating those
who hurt us perpetuates misery. What we can do is bear witness to the pain, and allow it
to heal over time.
The next typhoon, Haikui, needs no explanation. Typhoon
Haikus coming atchoo!Meanwhile, in the Atlantic, the fun is starting up again. I can completely relate to tropical storm Ernesto, ‘Her nest oh!’. Completing Eversummer is my passion these days. I’ll take this opportunity to show the columns we’re covering in mosaics and other views of the house.
We're planting 2 shades of ground cover plants in the basin, only 2 inches high to frame the view.
The coffee table stones come from Devil's Hole in Rouge Beach. They're veined in iron oxide.
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The mirror wall, all hand made (inexpensive art).
Her Nest Oh!
Tropical storm Florence also fits in the picture, as we’ve
been attempting to remove grout residue on the marble... hence ‘floor rinse’. The other
day we used olive oil on the marble inserts and it worked!
Here we thought we'd need nothing less than muriatic acid applied with a thin paint brush, but the oil worked better.
