052005

 

San Antonio, TX

Friday May 20, 2005

     5:50am  I just woke up.

     6:31am  Let's see, last week I donated plasma on Tuesday and Friday. Actually no, Wednesday and Saturday. I want to do Wednesday and Friday, but I got there after four o' clock last Friday. So I had to do it on Saturday. I wonder if they're going to make me come back tomorrow, or let me donate today. Today is Friday. Then I was thinking I'm supposed to go hiking with Stephanieann tomorrow. I shouldn't donate plasma right before. Fuck, I had something else to do. Hold on. Oh yeah, I have to go to the fuckin'...I don't know.

     6:48am  I'm taking off walking. I don't think I'm going to go donate plasma today. I don't know. I just might. Cool, I'm going to have another worn tennis ball to leave at that little spot.

     7:19am  I came over and deposited an additional tennis ball at my little collection here. I took a picture of it. 6 balls so far.

     7:28am  I smoked a cigarette and some weed at the Exxon. I'm walking Bandera to the Walmart again.

     7:42am  I'm almost to Guilbeau on Bandera. I need to reiterate once more exactly how much I give cars the peace sign while I'm walking. Almost everybody waves back in San Antonio.

     7:48am  I'm at the Walmart

                   Why doesn't anybody else share my foresight?

     8:01am  610.

     8:09am  I'm telling Kay my story on the 610. What's your email? imzdronk1@yahoo.com

     8:36am  This brother who didn't want to give me his name gave me a cigarette at the hospital. I appreciate it, brother.

     9:19am  The weirdest shit. I'm at the hospital. Umm, I bummed a cigarette off of Lucifer! Right now I just told him my whole story, dude. Odyssey and all. It was funny, I asked him, "Your name is Lucifer?" He said, "That's right. I'm the one. I'm Satan." He dismissed himself to go to the restroom. He said, "I have to go be human for a little bit." I told him I hoped everything came out alright. He told me he was going to give me some information when he gets back. Let's see what Satan tells me.

                   Be sure to look up Buckminster Fuller on the Internet.

                   What's a Buckyball?

                   Lucifer: "The Buckyball was created in 1987. There used to be a thing back in the 1600's called alchemy. Alchemy didn't work because we weren't high-tech enough to know how to do it. The way they did it, it was more of uhh theory. It was a good idea though. Buckyballs are the carbon octagon hollow spheres and you change molecular structure with Buckyballs. You can make lead out of gold. You can make gasoline. And it will be the key future to exasperate extraterrestrial capability and technology to leave this Earth and come back into the Earth without the aid of shuttlecraft. At speeds controlled..not at high speeds, you can go at high speeds, but you'll be able to control the entry to the point to the point where there is no need for shielding. Well, there is always need for some shielding, but not shielding like they would have on a shuttlecraft. There won't be a need for the certain type of technology that they produced in the spacecraft that they now have. It's been around a little bit longer than 1987. It was only put out on the Internet just recently. It's only been allowed to become known since 1987. In 1963 my grandfather built the gyro for the Boeing 747. He designed it. My uncle woke up my sister and I. We were just young kids. He wasn't a technician or anything. He just cleaned out the jet-fuel and inside the engine. He was pretty much a janitor for the jets. But, for some reason he had advanced knowledge that you wouldn't think a jet janitor would have. Anyway, we were woken up early in the morning, but it was still dark. My Aunt Jean and Uncle Chet, we looked out their bedroom window and there were these colored balls glowing green and red and purple, all over the place."

                   Victor: I've seen them(9-21-03). There's a guy in the middle with all the orbs spinning around him, right? Was it like that?

                   Lucifer: No. Anyway, the were just doing unbelievable aerodynamic shit that shouldn't even be going on. Well, through my uncle Chet and my grandfather I got my hands on the diagram for these aircraft. They are extraterrestrial aircraft, but everybody thinks that they're people from outer space. They're not. They're the next evolution of mankind that will happen in the next ten years.

                   Victor: I would love to see this diagram. I would love to have it on my site.

                   Lucifer: What I'm trying to tell you is that the creatures that they've been seeing coming out of these machines, they're not aliens. Man came from ape and evoluted into man. These creatures are more evolved because they are us. They are our offspring.

                   Victor: They're from the future.

                   Lucifer: They're from the future. The main thing is that it was necessary to control time because you can create paradoxes. Some of those paradoxes can be the most terrible things you've ever seen. I'm talking about world change for the worst. But each paradox exists in a different time, in a different space. Hitler was a paradox. In one paradox he was able to succeed. So another paradox was created because at the end of the paradox, well there's no real end, at some point people realized just how terrible it was what he was doing. They woke up. So a new paradox was created and that paradox was Jesus Christ.

                   Victor: Who created the paradox? The masters?

                   Lucifer: You don't know? Read your bible. He's the son of man. Think about it. The future. A paradox was created to go back in time to create the perfect man. One that can heal.

                   Victor: Everybody has it in them, the power to heal.

                   Lucifer: Oh, everybody does. Because a change in the paradox. If too many people knew that they could go back in time then you would have paradoxes on top of paradoxes on top of paradoxes. Which is not necessarily cool. Because there are some real evil people in this world.

                   Victor: But paradoxes also occur when good is done, no? I'm thinking when I put out that incentive of doing good, and people start practicing love all the time, then love will conquer all. It will overcome, like it's always been said. I am really glad to be alive at this moment in history. So are you saying you have eternal life, Lucifer?

                   Lucifer: I can't die. You see this very hospital? Here my heart stopped. I was brain-dead.

     9:40am  I'm talking to Lucifer about Mars. What's going on with Mars?

                   Lucifer: Mars consists of approximately 97.6% carbon dioxide. Give or take. Then there's some argon and some other stuff. Carbon dioxide can be...we can terra-form Mars. We would have to live underground or with acrylic domes uhh, powered by solar energy and umm ion powered batteries. Stuff that Cal-Tech is working on. Liquid isotope batteries is what they are. That will be the future energy. Because we're not going to want to deal with plutonium and the crap that's radioactive. I mean, we are all radioactive. Radioactivity is in everything. But, control of the energy and making sure and making sure that you don't make mistakes, that's key. Uranium and things like that, those energies were used to control people, because you have one power station controlling an area and then you had to pay for that power. It is no longer necessary to pay for that power because you can create an isotope battery and create all the energy you could possibly ever need. And that would help in the terra-forming of Mars. Mars is 60 degrees in the daytime. During the night it drops way below freezing. No one could survive in the night, on the surface. But under the ground it is possible to survive.

                   Victor: Does Mars have a magma-core?

                   Lucifer: The magma-core of Mars is so old. It's pretty much inactive in comparison to the Earth.

                   Lucifer: I mean, we have telepathic capabilities, I do. I hear people's bullshit all the time. It's not schizophrenia, because the difference between schizophrenia and paranoia it the kind of craps, and now this is what the doctors say, if you're paranoid that means that you're afraid of something with no reason. But if you're afraid for a reason, that's not paranoia. It's the same thing with telepaths. One of the creatures was captured. It's not the first time.

                   Victor: They're still not perfect.

                   Lucifer: I won't go into happens. But there was a telepathic communication between this creature and I. A human creature. They had him bound and tied up. They thought he was nuts. They didn't know what he was. In society anything abnormal they're going to lock it up. They're afraid of it. That's societies response to everything.

                   Victor: How did this thing communicate with you? What did he tell you?

                   Lucifer: Well, that's private. Anyway, I also have the capability of reading people.

                   Victor: Have you read me?

                   Lucifer: No, not yet.

                   Victor: I invite you to.

                   Lucifer: Well, we're verbally talking. I prefer that. Anyway, in the future there are several different types of beings just like there are black people and Mexicans, there's short, tall. There are individuals. There is a specific type of individual that has the power to physically stop you from hurting him or her. Telekinesis.

                   Victor: There's a shield around them which you are unable to penetrate?

                   Lucifer: They're capable of sending out telekinesis to the point where, there are nerve areas on the body that can be, just like aikido. You know, non-harmful.

                   Victor: Peacefare, as opposed to warfare.

                   Lucifer: They're also capable of levitation. But that's enough of that.

     10:30pm  I had a superb presentation with Lucifer. We had walked over to the Walgreen's and he had to spare change for a candy-bar. He told me to go talk to this Puertorican guy over by the Weinerscnitzel, over by SAC. It's 10:30 right now and I'm taking off to...I don't know where I'm going to go. I don't know if I'm going to donate plasma or not.

                     Oh yeah, when I left Lucifer told me, "God bless you."

                     Page 173

                     "Computers are not superhuman. They break down. They make errors—sometimes dangerous ones. There is nothing magical about them, and they are assuredly not "spirits" or "souls" in our environment. Yet with all these qualifications, they remain among the most amazing and unsettling of human achievements, for they enhance our mind-power as Second Wave technology enhanced our muscle-power, and we do not know where our own minds will ultimately lead us.

                     As we grow more familiar with the intelligent environment, and learn to converse with it from the time we leave the cradle, we will begin to use computers with a grace and naturalness that is hard for us to imagine today. And they will help all of us—not just a few "supertechnocrats"—to think more deeply about ourselves and the world.(EXACTLY WHAT THIS BLOG IS FOR!)"

                     Page 174

                     "Urban decay is only one of a large number of what Peter Ritner, in The Society of Space, once felicitously termed "weave problems." He warned that we would increasingly face crises that were "not susceptible to 'cause and effect analysis' but would require 'mutual dependence analysis'; not composed of easily detachable elements but of hundreds of cooperating influences from dozens of independent, overlapping sources."

                     Because it can remember and interrelate large numbers of causal forces, the computer can help us cope with such problems at a deeper than customary level. It can sift vast masses of data to find subtle patterns. It can help assemble "blips" into larger, more meaningful wholes. Given a set of assumptions or a model, it can trace out the consequences of alternative decisions, and do it more systematically and completely than any individual normally could. It can even suggest imaginative solutions to certain problems by identifying novel or hitherto unnoticed relationships among people and resources.

                     Human intelligence, imagination, and intuition will continue in the foreseeable decades to be far more important than the machine. Nevertheless, computers can be expected to deepen the entire culture's view of causality, heightening our understanding of the interrelatedness of things, and helping us to synthesize meaningful "wholes" out of the disconnected data around us. The computer is one antidote to blip culture. While we may deal with many factors simultaneously on a subconscious or intuitive level, systematic, conscious thinking about a great many variables is damnably difficult, as anyone who has tried it knows."

     10:58am  I just got off the bus in front of the plasma place.

     11:00am  They told me I had to come back tomorrow. That my next day is Saturday. Looks like I'll wait around downtown until I have to go hiking with Stephanieann.

     11:16am  Oh yeah, I never told you. I'm walking downtown. I just passed Pasadena, Quentin. I'm going to walk to the Blanco's Cafe and score some tacos.

     11:27am  I'm walking down Fredericksburg and Nikki hooked me up with a cigarette. I appreciate it. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

                     I'm telling Nikki my story. nykylynn09@yahoo.com

     11:30am  I was walking almost to Blanco's. Right when I'm crossing Lynwood I look to the left and see this pretty girl out there smoking a cigarette. I walked past then changed my mind and went up to her and hit her up for a cigarette and tried to tell her my story. She had to work, but I got a lot of stuff out. She gave me a cigarette. Cool, cool. Let's see if I can score any food at Blanco's.

     11:34am  Lisette en Blanco's me esta dando comida para poder caminar al centro hoy.

     11:41am  Called that shit. I got two fat tacos, hell yeah. I'm all fueled up for my walk downtown. Let's see if I can get there before noon. I doubt it.

     11:50am  I sat down on the sidewalk and rested a little bit. I smoked a cigarette. I'm walking again. I'm going to walk downtown. I got a full belly.

     12:13pm  Turning left on Hickman. I'm going to go check the tennis courts.

     12:21pm  I'm walking up to the John McFarlin Tennis Center.

     12:24pm  I walked back here by the big practice wall. I see one up there. I'm going to climb up there for that one. Just like I did the other night when those two cops were in the parking lot(5-18-05, 8:43pm).

     12:26pm  Okay, I got it. I did see another tennis ball inside the courts when I walked up here, so that gave me the incentive to go all the way around inside and fetch it.

     12:37pm  I walked by SAC and I got the idea to go say to the kids at SAC. The ones that hang out by the smoking tree in front of the library. I haven't been there in a while. Then I remembered I had to go walking with Stephanieann at 3. I should probably get downtown and tell someone my story, that we I can leave on time to go hiking with this girl. Then I thought that wasn't a good reason to walk all the way downtown. I can always catch the bus from here back north. I looked in the courtyard at SAC and saw that nobody was there. I guess school is out or something. That was a good enough reason, so I'm not going to go to SAC. I'm going to keep walking downtown.

     1:34pm  I walked downtown and the people at St. Mark's are handing out sack lunches again. Thank you, guys.

     2:05pm  Robert hooked me up with a cigarette at Travis Park. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

                   Page 176, The Social Memory. "

THE SOCIAL MEMORY

                   All memories can be divided into those that are purely personal or private and those that are shared or social. Unshared private memories die with the individual. Social memory lives on. Our remarkable ability to file and retrieve shared memories is the secret of our species' evolutionary success. And anything that significantly alters the way we construct, store, or use social memory therefore touches on the very wellsprings of destiny.

                   Twice before in history humankind has revolutionized its social memory. Today, in constructing a new info-sphere, we are poised on the brink of another such transformation.

                   In the beginning, human groups were forced to store their shared memories in the same place they kept private memories—i.e., in the minds of individuals. Tribal elders, wise men, and others carried these memories with them hi the form of history, myth, lore, and legend, and transmitted them to then: children through speech, song, chant, and example. How to light a fire, the best way to snare a bird, how to lace a raft or pound taro, how to sharpen a plowstick or care for the oxen—all the accumulated experience of the group was stored in the neurons and glia and synapses of human beings.

                   So long as this remained true, the size of the social memory was sorely limited. No matter how good the memories of the elderly, no matter how memorable the songs or lessons, there was only so much storage space in the skulls of any population.

                   Second Wave civilization smashed the memory barrier. It spread mass literacy. It kept systematic business records. It built thousands of libraries and museums. It invented the file cabinet. In short, it moved social memory outside the skull, found new ways to store it, and thus expanded it beyond its previous limits. By increasing the store of cumulative knowledge, it accelerated all the processes of innovation and social change, giving Second Wave civilization the most rapidly changing and developing culture the world until then had known.

                   Today we are about to jump to a whole new stage of social memory. The radical de-massification of the media, the invention of new media, the mapping of the earth by satellite, the monitoring of hospital patients by electronic sensors, the computerization of corporate files—all mean we are recording the activities of the civilization hi fine-grain detail. Unless we incinerate the planet, and our social memory with it, we shall before long have the closest thing to a civilization with total recall. Third Wave civilization will have at its disposal more information, and more finely organized information, about itself than could have been imagined even a quarter-century ago.

                   The shift to a Third Wave social memory, however, is more than just quantitative. We are also, as it were, imparting life to our memory.

                   When social memory was stored in human brains it was continually being eroded, refreshed, stirred about, combined and recombined in new ways. It was active, or dynamic. It was, in the most literal sense, alive.

                   When industrial civilization moved much of social memory outside the skull, that memory became objectified, embedded in artifacts, books, payroll sheets, newspapers, photographs, and films. But a symbol once inscribed on a page, a photo once captured on film, a newspaper once printed, remained passive or static. Only when these symbols were fed into a human brain again did they come alive, to be manipulated or recombined hi fresh ways. While Second Wave civilization radically expanded social memory, it also froze it.

                   What makes the leap to a Third Wave info-sphere so historically unprecedented a situation: it makes social memory both extensive and active. And this combination will prove to be propulsive.

                   Activating this newly expanded memory will unleash fresh cultural energies. For the computer not only helps us organize or synthesize "blips" into coherent models of reality, it also stretches the far limits of the possible. No library or file cabinet could think, let alone think in an unorthodox fashion. The computer, by contrast, can be asked by us to "think the unthinkable" and the previously unthought. It makes possible a flood of new theories, ideas, ideologies, artistic insights, technical advances, economic and political innovations that were, in the most literal sense, unthinkable and unimaginable before now. In this way, it accelerates historic change and fuels the thrust toward Third Wave social diversity.

                   In all previous societies the info-sphere provided the means for communication between humans. The Third Wave multiplies these means. But it also provides powerful facilities, for the first time in history, for machine-to-machine communication and, even more astonishing, for conversation between humans and the intelligent environment around them. When we stand back and look at the larger picture, it becomes clear that the revolution in the infosphere is at least as dramatic as that in the techno-sphere—in the energy system and technological base of society.

                   The work of constructing a new civilization is racing forward on many levels at once."

     3:02pm  I'm still on the 88 going to the Walmart on Mainland. This guy just got off the bus and he told me, "That's a good book." I hadn't told him my story or anything. He saw that I was reading my Third Wave book and he told me it was a good book. I told him I had already read it before. That is sooo cool. Some guy recognized my badass Third Wave book.

     3:08pm  I'm at the Walmart. I should have brought Stephanieann's phone number with me. That sucks, I'm already late. I still have to wait for the 610 to get here. I hope we still have enough time to go hiking.

     3:10pm  Oh yeah, the bus driver on the 88 hooked me up with a transfer for a nickel. I just got on the 610 right now.

     3:24pm  Just got off at the Citgo by my mom's.

                   Ha, there's an old tennis ball of mine sitting behind the dumpster. Hell yeah.

     3:34pm  I'm at my mom's house.

     3:39pm  I just called Stephanieann and she's not up for a hike. Oh well. I'm going to eat a bowl of cereal.

                   I still have a party to go to tonight.

                   Oh yeah, earlier when I talked to Lucifer he told me he had seen these objects that spun around and took 90 degree turns hauling ass. I thought, "Oh shit, I've seen that before." I told him about my whole datura trip I had in Arcata back in 03. It was crazy. Someone else who had seen them too.

     5:56pm  I just called my mom. She's on her way home. She immediately said, "Oh, you're checking about the computer, right?" I told her, "Hey, I just called to say hi." Hehe. Hopefully she can give me some busfare.

     6:25pm  My mom just dropped me off at the Citgo, perfect. She gave me a five dollar bill and told me, "Now, you're not going to spend this on marijuana, are you? I want you to get a good meal to eat."

     6:31pm  I just took a picture of the organized rape by the bus stop. Clearing out the woods for houses.

     6:52pm  There's the 610.

     7:08pm  Cool, I got to tell a guy who works at the Wash Tub my story. He was all, "Man, I see you all the time." Hell yeah, I'm everywhere.

     7:18pm  University Hospital. Ray just gave me a cigarette at the hospital. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     7:23pm  92.

     8:01pm  Downtown, Travis and Martin. I mean St. Mary's and Martin. I'm going to see if I can see the cute girl's number. The beautiful bus driver who hooked me up with a transfer.

                   Cool, I'm going to score some weed before I go to this party. Thanks, mom.

     8:25pm  Daniel hooked me up with a cigarette at Travis Park. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     8:36pm  One guy just got off the #4 bus. Right after he got off the bus I batted a water bottle with my stick. The dude comes up to me and says, "Hey my friend, why are you angry?" I told him, "I'm not angry at all. I'm the happiest man in the world." He all went and grabbed the bottle and pitched it so I could hit it again. Like two or three times. It was funny. Everybody was looking at me. I lost my ball, but I can replace it. Always carry a spare.

                   I just took a picture of this crane that wandered into Travis Park.

     9:02pm  Alvarez hooked me up with a ride. I appreciate it.

     9:27pm  I had a great presentation with this beautiful girl named Linda on the bus. She's real hot. Hell yeah, she's going to tell all her friends. She just got off the bus.

     9:38pm  I talked with the driver, Mr. Alvarez. I told him, "I just had this great presentation with that pretty girl." Mr. Alvarez told me, "She told me you were driving her nuts." Haha!

     9:42pm  I got dropped at the 3900 block of Blanco.

                   Man, that sucks. I told the driver 3900 and he dropped me off at 3100. I'll walk. Hmm, I see a Las Palapas. That's a possible option for tonight. I'd have to walk back though.

     9:58pm  I finally found the Ebay Experts house. I had walked right past it. I'm going to go knock on the door.

                   Ebay Experts, the easy way to Ebay. 210-364-9978

     11:32pm  Jayden gave me a cigarette at this swinging party.

     12:10am  Man, I had a magical fuckin' night at the party. There were tons of kids everywhere listening to me. Well, not everyone. See, when I first got here they weren't answering the door when I knocked. I saw all the people inside. I knocked hard and they told me to go to the front door. This one guy was all excited to see me and was introducing me to everyone else. "This is Victor the Liberator." This one girl had seen me at MarleyFest. One guy said, "Yeah, we remember you. We told you go to give your sign to the girl with the wings(4-3-04, 9:42pm)." Fuck yeah, I am damn everywhere. Good fucking show. A lot of people did walk out of that big crowded room I had in there, which just proves me right some more.

                     Right now I'm going to walk all the way downtown on Blanco. I'm going to go to the Las Palapas I saw when the driver dropped me off at the 3100 block. I'm going to go score me some tacos.

                     Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. My mom called about some dental plan thing. On Monday I can go to the dentist, perfect.

                     Oh yeah, Phillip, one of the Ebay guys told me, "Man, I've been reading tons of your stuff." I had put my webpage on their computer yesterday(5-19-05, 6:01pm). Phillip told me that he was going to try and get my shit printed out. I told him it was a lot of shit.

                     Oh yeah, when I first started my presentation and some guy interrupted me, this one girl said, "Stop it. I want to hear about world peace. World peace is more important." Oh man, that's the exact kind of reaction that I am looking for. That is the best thing to listen to right now.

     12:16am  I'm going to go hit up Las Palapas.

     12:29am  Rodrigo Silva en el restauran Las Palapas me esta dando gasolina para el estomago. Te lo agradezco, señor. Todo el mundo recibe crédito, gracias.

                     Hell yeah, I fucking scored good at Las Palapas. I called that shit from earlier tonight when the bus driver dropped me off. I'm glad he dropped me off there now.

                     Man, at Las Palapas they treated me like royalty. The guy was all, "Sure, sure. Sit down." Then all of a sudden, right now I just finished and I was leaving and then Phillip shows up. One of the kids from the party I just went to. He told me, "Man, I see you everywhere!"

     12:38am  Jose me dio un cigaro al frente del carwash. Te lo agradezco, señor. Todo el mundo recibe crédito, gracias.

     12:57am  I just got dropped off downtown by Phillip. He gave me a ride from Las Palapas. Hehe, I told the people at the restaurant that I'm a long-distance walker and I got in a car afterwards, hehe. I'm going to walk to Travis Park now. I don't know why, it's going to be dead this time of night. Dumbass me, I told Phillip to go down the bus-only lane by the library. He was all intoxicated and I'm glad we didn't get pulled over. I'm going to walk to Bill's porch on Dallas Street and crash.

     12:59am  That was awesome at that party. That dude Denton, every single friend of his that was there he'd tell them, "Hey, have you met Victor the Liberator?" I felt so famous tonight.

Next day..