The Knowing

Published on September 23, 2009 in Movie/Book Reviews. 0 Comments

Denice and I watched this movie a couple of days ago. It was a boring night, there was nothing on TV, so I took a little trip down to our local Red Box. Out of a complete lack of the Red Box having anything even remotely interesting, I rented The Knowing.

I expected this movie to suck right from the get go, but I was really surprised. The Knowing was actually very well done. It was much more graphic and had a much better story than I anticipated.

(SPOILER ALERT!)

In The Knowing, John Koestler (Nicholas Cage) comes into possession of a coded message that was buried in a time capsule from 50 years in the past. The code reveals the date and body count of every major disaster in recent history, including three which have yet to occur. Being a physics professor, he is skeptical and believes the message to be a hoax, until he experiences the first of the prophesied events.

And as if a prophetic letter from the past isn’t bizarre enough, the story gets even weirder when mysterious strangers begin appearing to John and his son. The tall men in black, who constantly whisper, appear far away at first, and get closer as the movie progresses. They seem to be trying to warn them, to warn them of something terrible. The warning is made clear when John breaks the code, and discovers that the last disaster is a fiery apocalyptic end to all life on the planet earth.

The mystery men turn out to be aliens, apparently engaged in some kind of mission to save mankind from extinction when massive solar flares from the sun set the entire planet ablaze. All life on planet earth will perish in a fiery inferno, except the handful of ‘chosen’ individuals, who were able to ‘hear the call.’

The aliens do not speak, but instead are completely telepathic. Their ‘call’ or warning, was telepathic also. Those who had evolved to the level of having telepathic capabilities, were chosen to be saved.  Everyone else, in the end, was barbecued.

In the ending scene of the movie, John’s son Caleb and his new friend Abby are dropped off by the aliens on an alien world, where they can start the human race over, and John comes to an understanding that there really is ‘meaning’ in the universe, just before he is vaporized by an unfathomable burst of solar radiation.

There are some tie-ins in the movie to the Biblical story of Ezechiel and his vision of a wheel within a wheel. I believe what the movie is trying to get across is that the aliens are the gods and angels of our mythical history, and for what ever reason, they have taken it upon themselves to ensure our future. However, in the end, all but a handful of human beings are saved, but this is all that is required to give us a fresh start on a fresh world.

Heroes

Published on September 22, 2009 in Random Thoughts. 0 Comments

SylarI’ve been watching the TV series, Heroes, since it first premiered. Although I thought it was a knock off of X-Men, it did have some fresh twists on the mutant-hero concept; like Sylar, a mutant serial killer; and Claire, a teenager who can heal so fast that she masochistically hurls herself off of buildings and jumps in front of trains just to test her limits. That was pretty cool.

However, after last night’s episode, Sylar is the only reason I am going to continue watching the show. The story line has gotten so ridiculous that you would think a couple of 12-year-olds were sitting around, randomly pulling super powers out of their ritalinized minds, to fill episode space. There is no more explanation of anything. The plot has completely disintegrated. And just about the only redeeming quality the show has, is decent special effects.

So, like I said, I am going to continue watching Heroes, but for only one reason. I am going to keep watching until Sylar has killed every last one of those X-Men wannabe, mutant posers!

Ask Questions, Demand Answers!

Published on September 11, 2009 in Tyranny. 0 Comments

Eight years ago today, our country was attacked. This much is certain. However, the question still remains, who was the attacker? Was it a handful of cave dwelling primitives, who “hate us for our freedom?” Or was it something far more sinister?

History has a tendency to repeat itself. The US government and governments in general have a track record of using staged, false flag terror as a pretext for starting wars. Don’t believe me? Just Google “Operation Northwoods.” The US government had plans on the table in the 1960′s to have CIA operatives, dressed as Cubans, to hijack plans and bomb American cities, as a pretext for war. And this is just one of a multitude of known incidents throughout history.

Below is a video by actor and 9/11 truth activist, Charlie Sheen. In the video, Sheen delivers a power message to President Obama. I only hope he is man enough take the challenge, and put himself on the right side of history.

Final Dominion!

Published on August 30, 2009 in Fiction, Philosophy and Science. 0 Comments

Ok, I’ve finally gotten down to some serious work on the novel I’ve been planning to write for some time, entitled: Final Dominion. I’ve almost got the story outline hammered out, and now I’m working on the character details.

Final Dominion is going to be an experiment of sorts, a glimpse into the most primal parts of our nature. In the novel, a young scientist, Isabel Hawthorn, is brutally raped by a colleague. As a result, her outlook on life is shattered. She changes from a a shy and innocent young woman, into a broken, but almost insanely driven individual, who is determined to fix what she now knows is the main problem with human society – the control and aggression of the male of the species.

As a geneticist, Isabel puts her unique skills to use, and develops a grand plan, which she calls: Neutralization Theory.  With the help of her friends, Elyse Walker and April Brooks, she begins her master plan to “save the human race from certain extinction.”

What kind of world would emerge as a result of the power and the fate of all human society, world wide, being stripped away from the male, and placed solely in the hands of the female. Would the world be any better? Would women treat their now lesser male counterparts with compassion and equality? Or would we find that our problems are a little more universal than we think?

Final Dominion, part 1: Inheriting the Earth

Coming soon to SpiritfX.com!

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Hiking to Abram’s Falls

Published on July 12, 2009 in Hiking Journal, Naturism and Random Thoughts. 1 Comment

For the first time this year, I got a chance to hike to one of my favorite spots in the Great Smoky Mountains, Abram’s Falls. Abram’s is one of the largest water falls in the National park. The falls, named after a Cherokee chief, can be found 2.5 miles down the rocky but well trodden trail that connects Cade’s cove to the Abram’s creek ranger station.

I intentionally got off to a late start, to avoid the masses of people that frequent this location. I usually start a hike to Abram’s falls very early in the morning, before sunrise, or late in the evening, just a couple of hours before dark. This is one of the few trails that I enjoy hiking when it is still dark. It is wide, and traces a creek, so it is nearly impossible to get lost.

On the way in, I encountered a Doe, with a speckled fawn by her side, drinking from the creek. The deer in this area are very familiar with the presence of human beings, so me being just a few feet away did not seem to them to be of any concern. In fact, the mother deer completely ignored me, but the young one was curious. She, or he maybe, kept looking up at me, with wide, puzzled eyes. It couldn’t have been more that a few months old, so human beings were still (like everything else) a new sight. I’m sure to the deer, we are odd looking things indeed. Strange, mostly hairless, biped creatures that endless gawk at them, and seemingly without reason offer them food. We are strange creatures indeed.

After enjoying the company of the deer for a few minutes, I continued my journey to the falls. It wasn’t long before I noticed another one of the locals, fishing in the creek. The Great Blue Heron, one of the areas largest birds was standing in the creek, with her sharp beak, cocked and ready to impale the next unlucky fish to find itself under her looming shadow. It was a beautiful sight, but I didn’t stay to watch her work. It would have been disturbing to her, and I had miles to walk, and dwindling time to walk them in.

When I reached the falls, there was only one family there. We greeted one another, as is my custom when encountering any of my own species in the wild. Most of time my greeting is returned, but occasionally the other party just stares at the ground, and silently passes by, as if I were not there. I disregard this rudeness, and write it off to the fact that they are most likely a tourist in the wild, and are uncomfortable at the shock of having a stranger greet them.

I had to change into my swimming trunks, so the others politely turned away as I did so. Once changed, I didn’t waste any time. The water was cold but bearable, as usual, and quickly became comfortable after a few minutes of being immersed. The water level was high and the falls were at a roaring magnitude, due to the great degree of rain we have had here recently. I swam for a little while in my trunks, until I looked up and noticed that I was alone. I took the opportunity to shed my threads, and swim in my favorite fashion. It felt so good and freeing to swim with my skin fully bare to the cool water that I lost track of time.

The sun was down and darkness was soon upon me. I quickly but reluctantly drew myself out of the water and onto the dry rock. I brought no towel, so I had to air dry (a luxury that I really didn’t have time for). While I was drying, I noticed a strange creature on the rock next to me. It was a very large insect, one that I have never seen before. It looked like a walking stick, only much wider, and with two sets of large wings. It had a head like rhinoceros beetle, with large pinches. The strange looking bug was almost as large as my hand! It crawled to the top of the rock and began to flutter it’s wings, slowly at first, but with increasing speed the longer I watched. After a few minutes of warming up, it took to the sky. As it hovered over the pond, I recognized it. I have seen these things in flight before, but had no idea what they were. I used to thing they were some kind of slow flying dragonfly, but now I know they are something completely different.

It was getting dark, so I jogged the flat stretches of the trail, to save time. On the way, I encountered an entire family, with a newborn, on their way to the falls. I informed them that they were only half way, and that it would be dark soon, but they kept going anyway. I hope they had flash-lights.

I got off the trail just before dark. I was feeling kind of rushed, knowing that Denice was probably worried about me. Fate would have though, that I would be really late getting back, because Cade’s cove was gridlocked with traffic. The worst thing about Cade’s cove is the traffic. It is such a popular location, it attracts thousands of tourists every day. We are literally loving this place to death.