Hello, Rogue-Nation. 

I'm just going to dive right into this.

After having a rough upbringing that lead to a drug addiction into my early adulthood which, of course, landed me in rehab, and then into my first big victory of my life which was conquering my addictions, so that they no longer had any hold on my life. The first year or so after this I had this strong desire to write a book about my experiences, and how I was able to do what so few were able to accomplish. I had this idea in my head for a long time, and as time went, and my experiences and wisdom grew the idea for the book grew and evolved in content. As the years went on the desire to write this book never left me.

My journey in this crazy life I've been living leads me to a spiritual awakening, which leads to transformation. More doors of Insight are opened and my desire to share this knowledge is always in my heart. As all of these new insights come to me, and as my understanding is growing, being the natural teacher that I am try and share some of my experiences with others around me. I'm surrounded by low vibrational people, so not only do they not understand, now they think I'm going crazy. So, I start to shut my mouth and keep these things to myself. 

Isolation comes.

Then depression hits harder than I've ever felt in my life. And it lasted. I soldiered through and as I was in the deepest darkest parts of my mind.....epiphanies start to come...and these are in the strongholds of my mind. I faced the darkest parts of my shadow, and made peace with them. I broke down not just walls I had built, but even down to my foundation. Wounds that stemmed from birth. The worst depression imaginable for months leads me to an even deeper rooted peace in my soul, as well as an astronomical epiphany. I was able to let some really important things go.

Me being me, again, wanted to share my experiences, because I know their are others going through the same things. It is my nature to want to help.

I'm looking around on YouTube and these sites and places alike, and I'm on YouTube and I run across a video and this person is telling the exact same story as me, same insights, same views and the same knowledge from these experiences. This leads me to finding more videos like this. Then more. And more. And more. 

I thought wow, okay, that's covered. 
I look at other forums and it's the same thing. 
It's all been done.
To death, at this point.


So, what does one do, when what you wanted to do has already been done? And I do mean, done. 


My desire to help others will never change.  It's just who I am. When I hit this realization I knew I was still on the path I was meant to be on because I have no earthly idea what I'm supposed to do next. No direction with this, no plan, but still I have no worries. 


I did find this conundrum interesting and so I thought I would lay it out for others to shoot ideas at me. Have fun with it because this isn't a serious matter on my heart. I was more like, wow, mmmkkayy, what now. I like to be unique and original with the projects i take on, but there's so much out there, that there is no more "unique and original." It's all been done. To death. 

What do you do when it's all been done Rogue-Nation? Go fishing?

Went to pick up my new glasses so afterward ran next door to the dollar store to pick up a box of toothpicks while Kdog waited in the vehicle before we left to get some brunch. There were two cashiers open but there was a really loud woman at one of them so I went to the other. As I'm paying for my toothpicks all of a sudden the loud woman starts yelling so the cashier checking me out and I both turn our heads and look. The loud woman looks me right in the eye and yells "Don't look at me you devil!" to which out of instinct I yell back "I'll look wherever I want you crazy bitch!" and that began the yelling match with the crazy woman at Dollar Tree.

She starts screaming at me how I'm the Devil, something about a Mustang, God and Will Smith. I tell her "Fuck you ya crazy bitch!" and flipped her off to which she returns the one bird salute and yells at me how God hates me and I'm going to be damned and burn in Hell to which I replied how that was real nice and I'm sure that it is awful Godly shooting the bird and cussing at strangers and as I exited the store flipped her off again while yelling "Fuck you foul mouthed whore!" 

I know, not my shiniest moment! I also was foul mouthed and un-Godly myself- but I was also having to watch around me to make sure I wasn't about to be attacked as here in the city if you get into an altercation with one person of a certain shade any others within the vicinity are liable to jump on you too. It's a sad but true state of reality and something I never thought I'd have to worry about in my lifetime and yet here we are. Fortunately everybody else in the store looked at her like she was insane and stayed out of it... this time. 

Anyway, this wasn't my first encounter with a crazy person this week. Just a few days ago encountered a crazy woman at the Circle K down the street. Won't go into details but let's just say that I was glad to finally get in my vehicle and click the lock button and that it was my first time having to wonder about possibly being sexually assaulted by another woman, she was even licking her lips- YUCK! 

So as the eclipse approaches I would caution everybody to stay on their toes and monitor their surroundings because the crazy is coming out in full force this week! 

Also, brunch was lovely!

Marines are not having a problem recruiting and there is a reason as their motto has always been do or die. Some of the best pilots I have flown with were all Marine aviators. A Marine is a grunt first (rifleman) and anything else is secondary. However they usually have the worse living conditions of any of the services.

The Air Force would open a base and build the living quarters and officer and enlisted clubs and then end up several thousand feet short of the required length for their runway as they were out of money. Runways always got finished with more money added...

Army and Marines would build the runway first while living in tents and that is where they remained until building materials could be scrounged !! 

They're the first wave of kids of 1,000 capitalist oligarchs who are going to give $5.2 TRILLION to their heirs over the next two decades. They're the new millennial lords of the neo-feudal order. Seems like a recipe for doom.

Quote:Fifteen young billionaires are among the first wave of a $5.2tn transfer of wealth by the ageing super-rich

All of the world’s billionaires younger than 30 inherited their wealth, the first wave of “the great wealth transfer” in which more than 1,000 wealthy people are expected to pass on more than $5.2tn (£4.1tn) to their heirs over the next two decades.

There are already more billionaires than ever before (2,781), and the number is expected to soar in the coming years as an elderly generation of super-rich people prepare to give their fortunes to their children.

Research by Forbes magazine found there were 15 billionaires aged 30 or under but that none had created their own wealth, instead benefitting from huge inheritances.

Among them are Ireland’s Firoz Mistry, 27, and his brother Zahan, 25, who each have an estimated $4.9bn from their stakes in Tata Sons, the parent company of the Indian conglomerate Tate Group, which owns car brands including Jaguar Land Rover. They inherited their 4.6% stakes in the company in 2022 after the death of their father, Cyrus Mistry, who died less than three months after their grandfather Pallonji.

Three children of Leonardo Del Vecchio, the founder of the luxury sunglasses company Luxottica, became billionaires after his death in 2022. Leonardo Maria, 28, Luca, 22, and Clemente Del Vecchio, 19, each inherited a 12.5% stake in the family’s Luxembourg-based holding company Delfin, which owns nearly a third of EssilorLuxottica, the company behind Ray-Ban and Oakley. The siblings has a fortune estimated to be worth $4.7bn each.

The world’s youngest billionaire is Livia Voigt, 19, who has a $1.1bn fortune thanks to a 3.1% stake in WEG Industries, a Brazilian electrical equipment producer co-founded by her grandfather Werner Ricardo. He died in 2016. Her older sister Dora Voigt de Assis, 26, is also on the list.

Experts at the Swiss bank UBS said: “During the next 20 to 30 years, over 1,000 of today’s billionaires are likely to transfer more than $5.2tn to their heirs. How do we calculate this number? Simply by adding up the wealth of the 1,023 billionaires who are aged 70 or more today.

“Looking to the longer term, the exceptional wealth resulting from the boom in entrepreneurial activity since the 1990s has established a foundation for future generations of billionaire families.”

The richest person on the planet is the majority owner of the luxury goods conglomerate LVMH, Bernard Arnault. He is 75 and has recently promoted his children to key roles in the business. Arnault has an estimated fortune of $233bn, a 10% increase on last year.

Charles Koch, the elder of the US billionaire industrialist brothers, is 88. Phil Knight, the billionaire co-founder of Nike, is 86.

A total of $70tn is expected to be inherited by the next generation over the next 20 years, according to estimates by the consulting firm Cerulli Associates. The transfer is expected to make millennials the “richest generation in history”, says research by the real estate agent Knight Frank.

One of the youngest billionaires to have made – rather than inherited – their fortune is Ben Francis, 31, the British founder of athleisure brand Gymshark. His wealth is estimated at $1.3bn.


This article was amended on 3 April 2024 to remove a mistaken reference to Charles Koch’s younger brother David, who died in 2019.

It may be true that archaeologists were stunned by all of this, but I'm sure the article will pour cold
water on the legend that many of us already know.

Quote:Stunned archaeologists probe claims of giant skeletons in Nevada caves where they found a
15-inch sandal that had been worn down as well as massive handprints across the walls

*Remains of ancient humans in Nevada cave reportedly belonged to giant people
*Native Americans' oral history offers clues to a red-haired barbarian race of men
*These invaders were supposedly trapped in a cave where they were all killed off

'Archaeologists have long been baffled about claims that a long-lost group of giant humans who
stood up to 10 feet tall once lived in the southwestern US. Supersized human skulls, 15-inch sandals,
and massive handprints have been uncovered in excavations inside a cave in Lovelock, Nevada over
the last century, which have continued to spark the curiosity of scientists and the public.

The claims about these 'Giants of Lovelock' originated from Native Americans who told stories about
a brutal tribe of pale-skinned, red-haired invaders who waged war on the local groups, before finally
being trapped in a cave and exterminated.

According to archaeologists, the story is likely an exaggeration of the facts or even an outright fabrication
- but some of the pieces of evidence continue to encourage believers.While the first artifacts linked to the
Giants of Lovelock were uncovered in the early 1900s, stories about the giants continue to surface as
experts and average people hope to finally uncover the truth.

But it all started when a pair of miners first discovered the gigantic remains in 1911.
They were there searching for guano, the excrement of birds or bats, which has long been a valuable source
of fertilizer and an ingredient in gunpowder. But as they dug deep down into the guano, these prospectors
found more than they bargained for: more than 60 human skeletons.

And some of them were reportedly extraordinarily large - between seven and eight feet tall.
'One of his great finds was a skeleton, found about twenty miles southerly of Lovelock, Nevada, showing
that the body of which it was a framework, was exactly seven feet, seven inches tall,' according to the
1935 biography of John T. Reid, a mining engineer who worked in Lovelock. 'It is one of the 'giant men'
of an ancient race of which skeletons were unearthed in Central Nevada.'


(Top) Lovelock Cave. Remains of shoes were found during excavations.
(Bottom)Sarah Winnemucca Hopkins and her father Chief Poito Winnemucca of the Paiute tribe.

Many of these finds were as expected: baskets, duck calls, arrowheads, and ceremonial objects carved
into the shapes of animals. But there were also some extremely odd findings, including gigantic sandals
that appeared to have been worn. These shoes, about 15 inches long, would translate roughly to a US
size 29 shoe.

Radiocarbon dating later showed that human remains and plant material in the cave ranged from between
2030 BC and 1218 BC. Another odd find was a handprint seemingly etched into the stone that appeared
twice the size of an average human hand. Reports from these excavations seemed to grow the size of the
giants: As of 1931, they were reportedly 8.5 and 10 feet tall.

Remarkably, some of them had red hair, a stark contrast from the local Paiute tribe of Native Americans.
Though their existence may remain a mystery, the oral tradition may offer some clues. Paiute tribes native
to the area tell stories of a barbarian group called the Si-Te-Cah, a group that reportedly moved into the
area 3,000 years ago.

According to Paiute mythology, the Si-Te-Cah then began waging war on them and their neighbors - and
they also had red hair. Accounts from 16th-century Spanish conquistador Pedro Cieza de León seemed
to corroborate the existence of a fierce and mysterious group of red-haired barbarians.

He picked up a story in Peru of a race of giant men who 'came by sea in rafts of reeds after the manner of
large boats; some of the men were so tall that from the knee down they were as big as the length of an
ordinary fair-sized man.' This story is consistent with the Peruvian natives who traversed Lake Titicaca in
woven-reed boats.

According to the Paiute legend, the tribes eventually banded together to fight the Si-Te-Cah. They chased
them into a cave, pelted them with arrows, and lit a fire at the mouth. Some of the invaders were killed by
arrows, some by fire, and some by asphyxiation from the smoke. All of the Si-Te-Cah were killed in that
skirmish, according to stories. And there is indeed archaeological evidence of a large blaze at the mouth
of the cave.

But some historians have different explanations for the evidence.
First of all, the 'giant' remains may have only been tall people, according to a University of Nevada study
that showed they were only about six feet tall - not eight or 10. A history book from Sarah Winnemucca
Hopkins, titled Life Among the Paiutes: Their Wrongs and Claims does not make any mention of giants
- but it does make reference to barbarians.

And historians have pointed out that aging in dry, desert conditions can turn dark hair red, potentially
explaining the red-haired remains. Furthermore, historian Adrienne Mayor wrote in her book Fossil
Legends of the First Americans that local entrepreneurs may have simply exaggerated the size of
the human remains to drum up tourism in the region.

The history museum in Winnemucca, Nevada currently houses many of the artifacts found in Lovelock Cave.
A crowdfunding effort from 2014 to further investigate the caves only netted $10...'

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What if we are looking at everything bassakwards?


When we think about immortality, we always think about a body that does not age.  What if the body is the least important part of immortality? In fact, what if it has nothing to do with immortality at all.

Quote:New research into the dying brain suggests the line between life and death may be less distinct than previously thought
by Alex Blasdel
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Dying seemed like such an important area of research – we all do it, after all – that Borjigin assumed other scientists had already developed a thorough understanding of what happens to the brain in the process of death. But when she looked at the scientific literature, she found little enlightenment. “To die is such an essential part of life,” she told me recently. “But we knew almost nothing about the dying brain.”

I was awakened at four minutes after midnight this morning. All of the critters in my house were having meltdowns. They were barking, snarling, yelping, hissing, and trying to get out of the back door.

I did not dare allow them out without a lead, and I did not dare place them on leads and let them out. Not at their level of agitation. So I took out one on a leash,

Now there is something you should know about Huskies. Most important thing you should know, is that Huskies have an extremely strong prey drive. Prey drive simply means that they have an instinctive inclination to find, pursue, and capture prey. If it moves, they are at it like white on rice. Second thing is that they also have a strong instinctive inclination to pull. Pulling is bred into them.

So here I go, outside, with one Husky on a leash, status post a stroke, with iffy control of the right side of my body, in the pitch black of night, after midnight, I am convinced that the specialist and the tests are dead wrong when they say the stroke did no damage to my level of intelligence. But I had to see what the ruckus was about.

I took Tamar on the leash, because she is the meanest of the lot. Just in case. I also was wearing my headlamp. Tamar bolted out the door, but stopped cold  when I told her to settle, and meant it. I did not see anything and followed her in the direction she wanted to go in. Halfway to the wood line, I could see eye shine under the canopy down by the pond. I knew immediately that it was Sylvester. the Houdini of the Huskicats. Maxx is the Houdini of of the canines, He is so good, I think he has figured out how to use a lock and key,

Anyway, I called to Sylvester and he turned away and walked deeper in the canopy. Tamar was not too gun-ho to follow him, so I figured it was time to get Goliath. The biggest of the lot. He is all bulk and brawn, but not the brightest. By the time I got Tamar back to the house and got ready to go out with Goliath, all Hell broke lose.

My dogs and cats were making so much noise and were in such a frenzy, that I myself started to feel fear. They woke up my Mother, and that 90 year old came sprinting like she was 19, ready to scrap. I tried to get her to stay in the house while I went outside alone, but she was not having it. She insisted on watching my back.

Trying to get the crits to be quiet was impossible, so I went out alone. I didn't get far before I heard it. At first I thought it was a baby crying. But as it got closer, and it was getting closer, then I caught the eye shine. I knew what it was. Sylvester walking towards me with a bunny in his mouth, damn near as big as him. And it was screaming bloody murder.

Sylvester, walking like he is the bad ass, monster gangster, and completely ignoring my screams to let it go, brought that darn thing straight up to the step. Of course by this time you already know what is going on in my house. It sounded like the opening to the gateway to Hell behind me, and like a person fighting to get way from Hell's door in front of me.

I couldn't stand the sound of the bunny, so I left Sylvester with his prize and went in to take care of that Hell I had at the door, and to put my Mom back to bed. I was more than annoyed, and I think they all knew it. I screamed, I mean screamed, "Settle!" And suddenly, you could hear a pin drop. I said, "To bed with all of you!"

I did not hear a peep out of any of them until 8:30 this morning.

The dead bunny was not on the step this morning. It was further out in the yard, but still close enough that I could make out where it lay.

Of course none of them was interested in it anymore. A curiosity, but no noise or frenzy. Just another forgotten corpse leftover, after all the commotion is forgotten.

Just another tale from the woods.

Quote:Just Walked Away

Amazon is giving up with its unusual "Just Walk Out" technology, The Information reports, which allowed customers to simply put their shopping into their bags and leave the store without having to get in line at the checkout.

The tech, which was only available at half of the e-commerce giant's Amazon Fresh stores, used a host of cameras and sensors to track what shoppers left the store with. But instead of closing the technological loop with pure automation and AI, the company also had to rely on an army of over 1,000 workers in India, who were acting as remote cashiers.

In other words, Just Walk Out — a highly invasive marketing ploy to get more customers to shop at its stores while actively undercutting the local job market — will be missed by few.

Dystopian Retail

Instead of Just Walk Out, Amazon is now betting on scanners and screens embedded in the shopping cart called Dash Carts.

The tech they're replacing, however, was far more ambitious. In 2018, Amazon started rolling out its Just Walk Out system, which was meant to revolutionize the retail experience with AI, worldwide. Several other companies, including Walmart, followed suit by announcing similar cashier-less stores.

But over five years later, the system has seemingly become more of a burden. According to The Information, the tech was simply far too slow and too expensive to implement, with outsourced cashiers reportedly taking hours to send back data so customers could get their receipts.

Apart from relying on cheap, outsourced labor instead of paying fair wages locally, critics have also long questioned Amazon's practice of collecting a horde of sensitive data, including customers' in-store behavior, turning a quick visit to the store into a privacy nightmare.

Last year, the consumer advocacy group Surveillance Technology Oversight Project filed a class action lawsuit against Amazon, accusing the company of failing to inform customers that it was secretly selling data to Starbucks for profit.

Despite its aggressive push into the retail market, Amazon's grocery store footprint in the US is still dwarfed by those of its competitors, including Walmart, Costco, and Kroger, as Gizmodo points out.

Whether Dash Carts will turn out to be any less invasive from a data privacy standpoint remains to be seen.

I've had this on my mind for a while, so I'm just going to treat this like a campfire circle and just get this off my chest. With all the craziness and conspiracy going on I just want to shift gears for a minute with this thought. 

The restaurant business was something I came into at about 20 years old. I served at first for about 5 years. Did a little bartending for a bit then switched over to the kitchen and cooked for another 7 years or so. I was pretty good at all of it, and fell in love with food along the way, as well as the business itself. I reached the level of fine dining and worked in some high end-well reputable places. I spent almost 13 years in restaurants, and honestly I enjoyed every bit of it. The chaos, excitement, stress and success of it was a thrill that got ingrained into me. But as I got older and my son started school I chose to step away and get a 9 to 5 gig with weekends off. I found other jobs I enjoyed, but none like I enjoyed those years in those restaurants bars and grills; and none that I was as good at. That industry just came naturally to me. I actually did enjoy my job back then. I left the industry back in 2007.

Fast forward to today, and the state of the restaurant industry, as well as the food and farming battles we are going through. The restaurant industry has taken a massive hit and is teetering on the edge of going under in a big way.

Things like $20 happy meals isn't going to help matters much, as well as the difference in attitude towards the business these days. 

I recently had to take a cook job at a sports bar and grill. This was a huge coyote ugly type of place. They had events like corn hole tournaments, billiard tournaments, karaoke night and live bands. They had every matter of bar game you could think of. This place had a huge out door patio area with a tiki bar in the back. We'd have bikini bike wash days, or seafood boils. This place had it all and was the coolest bar I had ever worked in. We did have some fun in there. The change was so obvious though. 

There were many things I noticed after being away from the business for so long. One was the work ethic, or attitude towards the job. I won't get into that, but I noticed the lack of business as well. This is a place that should have been jumping, but the business just wasn't there, post covid. This was a major bummer to me, as I've seen so many places like this going down like a sinking ship. It's just getting harder and harder as costs go up to keep these places in operation. I'm writing this because this is something that actually weighs pretty heavy on my heart. 

I had even noticed how social media played a role in the totally different attitude towards the job and environment. It certainly over complicated things within the "house" and family feeling restaurants used to be notorious for. 

It's sad to watch this happen to a once fun and vibrant industry. Pretty soon the robots will take over and it will become a full blown lifeless industry. 

It's a shame to watch this go down, along with so many other industries like it.

But we march on to a new day. Change is inevitable, but some changes are hard to watch. Restaurants not only paid the bills but brought me friendships, and many years of work I loved.

Thanks for letting me get that out, rogues. Hope everyone has a good day.

Havana, China, Washington DC, and other places where U.S. citizens have been targeted by a device that actually gives them lasting brain damage.