Veteran journalist John Harwood lays out a clear, damning case that Donald Trump is not merely controversial, but actively harmful to the nationāacross politics, governance, and civic life. Here are his main points, distilled: Continue reading
Not currency. Not collectibles. These are psychic instruments ā painted, tuned, and ready.
What They Are:
Each relic is a coin encased in an original hand-painted flip of the God World.
The coin is not intended to be removed from the flip — it’s not meant to sell it. The supercharged painting holds the charge. The coin holds the echo. Together, they form a functional and powerful psychic tool.
These relics are meant to be held, not spent. Used, not traded. Trusted, not shown off or flamboyantly displayed.
The best use is in a frame on a wall, protecting the space. Continue reading
Take a good hard look at what’s going down today:
Trump has signed off on military attack plans targeting Iranās nuclear facilitiesālike the Fordow enrichment plantābut he hasnāt issued the final order yet.
Heās delivered what he calls an āultimate ultimatumā demanding Iranās unconditional surrenderāno nuclear deal, no compromise. But heās delaying action to see if Tehran folds under pressure, which they probably won’t. Continue reading
These are the first three songs in Made in America. I’ll put the others up as I’m able. It takes about an hour for each song. Continue reading
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A modern rock opera by ej gold.
Tagline: We built the dream. They stitched the label.
Style: Urban musical drama, full ensemble, two acts, sweat and rhythm, romance and rebellion. Continue reading
You walk into a room and forget why you’re there.
(Classic memory buffer error. Restart questline.)
You see the same number everywhere.
11:11. 3:33. 404.
(Debugging code bleeding into your reality layer.)
Youāve had dĆ©jĆ vu so often youāre starting to think you might just be a rerun.
(You are. But itās a good one.)
Your cat stares at corners. For hours.
(NPC with admin access.)
You think of someone and they call.
(Quantum entanglement? Nah. Poor firewall security.)
The fridge light flickers and tells you secrets.
(Listen. Itās wiser than most humans.)
Time keeps glitching ā some days are three hours long, some are thirty.
(Your clockās running on entropy-based compression. Don’t ask.)
You’re sure youāve died before, but somehowā¦ here you are.
(Backup restored. Welcome back.)
Exactly where are we now, relative to the long game? It turns out we’re just now encountering the Monastery level. Here’s a guide to help you orient yourself on the map:
The people are scattered, scared to leave their homes, or risk being the subject of a violent raid at Home Depot, car washes, church and school parking lots, and Italian restaurants.
Old sacred orders have been infiltrated, and largely destroyed or made powerless.
The rogue encampmentās clear, but then, it always is.
Meanwhile, the monastery (government, media, education, judicial) has become twisted and corrupt and downright dangerous to the public.
Instead of protecting, the Monastery now punishes with cruelty, without due process and without mercy.
There’s a suffocating poisonous gas filling all the halls.
And at the heart of it all is Andariel, feeding on fear and division.
FDR was the real deal: a patrician with steel in his spine who still spoke to the unemployed coal miner like he was family. That rare blend of upper-class confidence and absolute loyalty to the common person. He wasnāt trying to be cool. He was trying to win the war and fix the country ā and he did.
What made him golden: Continue reading
Sometimes you need to get away from it all ā just for a little while.
Not forever. Not even for a very long time… Just enough to get your head back on straight.
We offer a simple, comfortable Guru Glamping experience. You’ll camp right next to our real historic gold claim high in the Sierra foothills. If you don’t know what Guru Glamping is, read yesterday’s rather long and detailed blog about it.
TL;DR?
BASICALLY it’s:
No fancy frills.
No electricity.
No internet. Continue reading