Category: memoir

2005: Stevie Eye Wonder

“Designed To Make You Hotto!”

I was somewhat awestruck by the original Stevie store in Greville Street that opened in 2003!

[ 2007 | source ]

I bought a T-shirt there in early 2005 from Lauren Heaven (now Lola Berry) who was working there. After I left the store, I went into another store to find out what was playing.

Phoenix - Too Young (Official Video)

Anyhow, the t-shirt I bought was a bit small for me and not really my vibe – but it was alright. I didn’t really want to buy the shirt, but Lauren’s charm tipped the scales. She also suggested I roll-up the sleeves of an under t-shirt.

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Lauren was also going to introduce me to the designer Lyndon McGauchie for me to help with their website but in the end I never met him. I also never made it to any of their parties either, although I did see her again by chance at Boutique nightclub some days later – also on Greville Street!

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In Boutique, I also saw Charlie Goldsmith there with his pal, and Lauren who was a few metres away would have met him around that time.

Interestingly, when he looked at me with his now well-known “healing gaze” I wanted to totally leave the club and maybe even Melbourne. And that’s what I did.

I knew two of Charlie’s siblings at that point Brett (Goofyfoot from GrooveTip) and Briony from school, but not Charlie.

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So soon after that night I was interstate and then out of the country and had found other parties.

[2008]

And I did practice drums in the shirt and those sleeves would’ve ended up unrolling anyway.

Drum practice in Stevie T-shirt [2010]

But Stevie wouldn’t have seen!


✓ 3 years ago

1993: Shorn Right!

Bad hair days be damned and seeking other solutions!

(updated: 16 February 2025)

[ Light Blue, issue 113, Feb 2024, p8-9 ]

I was never sure what to do about my hair when I arrived at Timbertop. I liked my hair but wanted something lower maintenance so decided to get a “blade 2.”

In my hike group, “Lozenge” (below middle, black t-shirt) took the photo above left and ended up getting a blade 1, I think a couple of weeks after me. It was insane.

But both our hair grew back by term 4 to the point where I was asked to get it cut.

I still can’t wrap my head around how Owen Wilson (above, yellow T-shirt) ended up in the group without anyone batting an eyelid. Or was it his twin/doppelganger?

Whatever we did, it worked and I picked up equal first in the photo competition (with Sight Regained t-shirt) at the end of Term 1.

Also, our hike group of 6 people picked up 3rd place at the hiking awards for the distance we traveled at the end of the year with our group leader (above, Dolphins cap) receiving a free jacket. In that group, to the best of my knowledge, I did most of the navigation, sometimes with Lozenge. I was the designated navigator, was I not? Yet roles weren’t really important. I had already been navigating at Mount Buller with the ski map for many years prior, so it wasn’t hard for me.

So “Dolph” chimed in sometimes yet maybe he was navigating too, but was less vocal about it. Same with “The Big Dipper” (wearing glasses.) We very rarely got lost or needed to do a triangulation. If lost, the idea is to just stop and retrace steps and with good visibility, that’s pretty easy. I think the key is to always be working with the map and land simultaneously as much as possible by merging the two within the mind. That leaves the others to crack jokes and think about water. I think we aimed for ~30kms per day in pre-planning but also took into account terrain to obtain a time target instead of distance one.

Maybe the secret to our “success” was that 4 of the guys were all from the same unit, so had more cohesion. I also knew Lozenge from before Timbertop. In the long-runs, I was usually coming in 18-25th place – I think the best from our group. Maybe Lozenge did better on a couple of occasions. None of us were laggards. The most difficult groups are ones where there is a super-fast person with a super-slow person. Also, we were good with setup and takedowns of camp – that can really be a time sink.

D’s group scored first place – they all got jackets and a girl’s group led by a Japanese girl came in second. I think that was the case.

Getting a blade 2 before anyone else was the tough thing to do and a lot of people were checking it out.

  • pic 2,3,4 – unit master and science teacher S.
  • pic 5,6 –  “Passover or Passout?” with M and FT, 5 April 1993. [pic 5 was also in the school magazine with a description]

M’s not technically Jewish and it was very gracious of him to attend. More could be said about the passover but I’d have to double check with a few others first.

Speaking of which, I met W at Timbertop and he lived near me and we actually hung out a few times in the subsequent years. I hope he’s doing well. The last time I saw him was in late 1999 when I encountered him at the end of Huntingfield Road by chance with PJ (I am pretty sure that that is what occurred.)

Looking back at my life, I’ve missed so many formal occasions, I can only see it as character-building and a means of differentiation – Rites of Passage or Rites of Destruction? Religion divides as much as it unifies in this day and age. And for some, a Jewish guy married to a gentile is not even seen as married at all and that the wife could/should convert. As such, I’m not doing too badly. It’s also impossible to convert to another religion – you’re just confused.

There’s no map to the promised land – for me at least. Does one swim upstream or downstream? Is there even a choice? And I met a religious guy in Israel that aimed to do away with all the mitzvot and just attain the wisdom behind their underlying sefirot – a different kind of observance – but even that knowledge has been corrupted I suspect. Some people think that this life is all about attaining rebirth in the World-To-Come. Beam me up, Scotty!

Anyway, so my haircut was also a rebellion from my younger years when I refused to even get a haircut.

[Tasmania – first plane trip away from Melbourne]

With the curls, random women would come up and tell me how much they loved my hair and I would say that I hated it – probably due to the compliments but I still didn’t want to get a cut: I thought it would hurt! Something like that attention then happened at school but due to the lack of hair.

Due to the attention, after the blade 2, and until it grew out a bit, I covered my head with a beanie and picked up the nickname “Champ” in the process. That was from big ‘G’ who had just tried it on and was with R at the time.

— pic 2,3 – Bluff Hut for unit campout

It was actually a really empowering nickname – I kind of had to live up to it. I’m not sure many girls used it. And there was another Champ there at the time who was Thai and that was his real name but I don’t think we ever spoke.

G and R both got really short haircuts some time later (when visible underneath their cowboy hats) and perhaps the nickname came about more from their admiration of the cut, than of me. G played drums too. I was relieved people weren’t calling me AIDS like some had 5 years prior – alongside a few calling me ‘Einstein’ such as J. Only G knew what AIDS stood for backwards. I heard him reveal it one night in the San(atorium) in passing conversation. Shocking stuff.

The Champion brand was unknown to Australia at the time and my mum brought it back from Chicago a couple of years earlier. The shop had said that it was the hottest brand at the time. K-Ci can be seen below wearing it on stage in New York in 1991 (vid here.)

In the 1980’s I used to listen to American Top 40 (Casey Kasem) on the radio, and so got a headstart on what was going to be coming down the pipe from the USA ahead of time. Here he is announcing Huey Lewis as #1 in October, 1986. But if you mentioned 80’s music in 1993, people would think something was seriously wrong with you.

“J” took the photo below with my camera and has since become a professional portrait photographer.

I ended up leaving Geelong Grammar as my plan was always to do the International Baccalaureate there, but it was shorn out of the syllabus.

What did I expect?

But I never ended up doing IB anyway due to poor French performance, and I did do VCE Media (1+2) in Year 10 which was new at the time. A few other people ended up at Wesley like PJ and a few girls. I had trouble sleeping in a roomful of people… those damn sleepwalkers – maybe that was it. But hey, I snored sometimes. So on many a night I was the last person to “depart” so I departed myself.

Going back to board – all aboard!

[ 1993 – waiting to get onboard the bus at Spencer Street station with M who I knew from my earlier Glamorgan stint whereby I came into the school already knowing good people. ]

[ 1988 –  arrive at school early enough and there’d be tons of guys on the tennis court playing an elimination game – a few girls but not many. Another chap W also went to the same school from down the street and he rode there too. ]

Quality of sleep is something I should discuss at a later point as I had nightmares for many years starting in the early-mid-2000s I think. But not really anymore. There were also dreams of euphoria, and then various combinations of the two as the mind-body complex healed and purified from the soul outward. Healed from what, though?

  1. Original sin?
  2. Nanotechnology infiltration with a biblical past?
  3. Individual or collective pain-body?
  4. Unfulfilled Jungian archetypes?
  5. Not resonating with past lives and the soul’s journey?

…with those perspectives being in response to a foreign yet innate self-regulating process contained within my perception. Opening up the hurt-locker for a spring clean.

In our unit in 1993, G was very apt at hitting the snooze button and he did it a lot, and he also ended up school captain a few years later.

[ G – far right checker shirt + red t-shirt, further up, behind wheelbarrow. “S” above with the broom who G really helped out and S picked up an endeavour award that year.]

These days I prefer to see myself as waking-up more than anything else, and creating my own version of “woke,” if it’s possible. The beauty of life is that any type of meaning can be attached to it, it seems, but for how long remains in question. But I am always happy to laugh at how seriously I take myself.


✓ 6 months ago

1994: Toby is Dead. Long live Toby.

I never saw him in his final days but I did get a last good-bye.

(last updated: 7 March 2025)

In 1994, I made the film “Toby is dead” with our Border Collie for media class and it was shown to the class for inspiration.

I used all the tricks he knew and completed the film without editing as a string of one-shot takes where he walks around Como park, swims in the Yarra River, crosses the road, passes a beer bottle and cruises around until he finally makes it home to be greeted by my mum at the end of the hallway!

While that film is now lost, there is a short snippet of Toby here (at 0.13) that I filmed in 1989:

"I wanna kissy... " (1989)

Toby did die within a year when we were on a trip to Bali in early 1995.

I must’ve had a premonition about it as he looked to be slowing down and seemed more tired, and that’s why I called the film ‘Toby is Dead.’ But perhaps I was mentally preparing for him dying, due to my memory of Cocoa. He was in the same litter.

In Bali, he was being looked after by my grandparents by the sea and he was sick when we left him.

"Is there something wrong with Toby" [1995]

So it was a bittersweet holiday, that’s for sure, with the regular phone updates from my grandfather.

Prior to us leaving, we thought he would recover. The diagnosis was vague.

Like with Desmond…

[ 2000 ] [ 2001? ]

…I never saw him in his final hours. Perhaps he would have wanted it that way.

However, the local vet kept the corpse and after arriving home from Bali, Toby M (the musician, not the dog) and I dug a grave for him in the front garden behind the fence. The vet came over and put the corpse into the grave and the pair covered him in lime. (see T below)

At that moment, I was waiting near the house because I didn’t want to see the dead body due to my distress. When the vet left, Toby M and I filled the grave. The vet said he probably had stomach cancer and at the time we put it down to him drinking Yarra River water when he went for a swim as he splashed around. He looked to be snapping away at the splashes he made.

And Last Good-bye came out around that time too. But it never made it onto the soundtrack.

Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye | 120 Minutes | MTV | New York | 1/10/1995

Maybe Toby heard the song too.
✓ 1 month ago

1997: Don’t Sell Yourself, I Say!

Rather buy into your more authentic self.

(updated: 10 June 2024)

In the first half of 1997 I was weightlifting and eating a lot of red meat. I gained about 10% in body weight at my peak.

Because turning 18 wasn’t just about driving and drinking. It was also about weight training, clubs and effortless attraction.

My brother Luke was also going to the gym.

My gear above is 26 Red. The rugby top above is Blanc Bleu. The red/brown shorts are also 26 Red. The white shoes are Air Max 96 and black trainers are Puma. Luke’s top is Ministry-of-Sound (MOS) from London.

Anyway, as part of a uni assignment, I put up a personal page about myself (pic 3 below) and that’s not me in the hammock.

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So in 1997, the notion of “selling myself” wasn’t really a thing. You buy into me, I decide if it’s worth it, we make it happen, and that’s it.

Anyway, nothing resulted from that page. But a couple of years earlier I put up a page on my high school site (above right) about myself and a few girls emailed me about it. I didn’t know who they were and didn’t reply. That was my first web page. For this next uni page, I think I wanted to avoid strangers contacting me because the idea of “selling myself” online wasn’t a thing. Who was the person behind the email?

So I had a taxi driver and Deakin University economics lecturer pal Jack Alan who was also weightlifting and was 10 years older. He was of Persian descent and arrived from Buffalo, New York. He had a PhD (or Masters) from New York University regarding stochastic methods in economics and he personally knew Peter from Monash, who Luke also knew, but not personally like Jack.

Initially, Jack drove my dad and I back from somewhere at night in late 1996 and we ended up inviting him into our house for further intellectual discussions. We played tennis a few times and Jack had another buddy of his come along to join us once for a game. We made a number of homemade videos of us cruising around listening to G-funk, sometimes in his red Mazda 121 and other times in my green/blue Nissan Bluebird.

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(self-portrait (2024) insertions, car insertion)

Unfortunately the video tapes were thrown out after selling Washington Street in 2006.

[ ’06 ]

The camera I used to film was below, and like below, I did record another 21st party or two for friends at the time.

[ 1998 ]

The videos were kept in the wooden cabinet if anyone has a time machine! Perhaps some of those videos I took may be floating around somewhere. I think Jack had kept one for himself.

I worked as a busboy in that year at Carousel, (Albert Park) delivered pizzas and controlled the dancefloor lights at Silvers (now Jacksons). I also did mobile DJ’ing with a computer (see pic above) and general event promotions work like dropping flyers and passes. One was for the Whisky aGoGo Friday night at Silvers for the organiser Warren, and I brought Jack to that, and a couple of female friends I knew at the time also came to Silvers. That club was around the corner from Washington Street.

I spoke to Warren initially at Jac’s Bar (upstairs at Silvers) and he was a landscape gardener by day. The “Whisky” night had a few female dancers in hot pants dancing all night on podiums. There was also one guy dancing too.

Additionally, I was rehearing at home with guitarist and school friend Noah, and also upright bassist Lucy but we didn’t do any gigs together. I was also rehearsing at Revolver (when it was a music store) with Kon and Nik after responding to a street press advert and we did do a number of gigs together.

[ src | jamming at home 1997| eating out 2007]

[home recording ~2000]

I pushed off a lot of old school friends in order break my comfort zone at the time. Very difficult to do. I don’t know what happened to Jack, maybe he went to the Gold Coast. He was selling protein powders too at the time and was really bulking up. Fun times. We swung by a lot of clubs together. Once at Silvers, he saw some of his own students from uni and they went bananas.

One standout track we bumped was “This DJ” and we considered ourselves as Ticks [1:36: “So I hops in the van with my homie Tick”]

Warren G - This D.J. (Official Video)

1997 wasn’t all peaches and cream. I failed Accounting and repeated it again in summer. Failing a subject wasn’t something familiar to me. I also cut out alcohol consumption as the hangovers were bad and could knock me about over the next day. Also, I could never fall asleep drunk.. I would just lie awake with my head spinning. I do miss the beer goggles though!

Moreover, I came to the conclusion that drinking was just a way to spend one’s “happiness credits” that would accrue naturally over the week. So being “happy drunk” meant a loss of happiness someplace else during the week during sobriety. In 1997, I explained this to someone drinking at the bar at the Arcadia Hotel and they sort of agreed with me. Lucky I didn’t get kicked out!

[at the downstairs bar, 2022]

The theory explains a lot of why people crave the weekend so badly – just another theory, though.

Yet, at Club Med, Val d’Isere in 1992/93, another skier Matthieu said in a French accent regarding women that “You must attack!” He was around 15 at the time and had a girlfriend, so that was his tip on how to get one because he asked me if I had one and I said ‘no.’

But Club Med had “clubs” anyway for young people to meet one another easily no matter who they were and people met in ski lessons too. Yet what I think he meant was to be confident. Whatever the case, I still enjoyed briefly playing drums at the resort.

Incidentally, a couple of English girls came up and spoke to me after those shots, but we never ended up skiing together, so that was confident by them. I skied with a dude-ette in Zermatt about 20 years later (starting at 1:44,) who was also from England.

The name is Heart Carver

Initially, we chatted on the chairlift, pretty mundane stuff, but it took confidence for us to both get to that same point. We took the shots, even without MI6 or Eon Productions.

Speaking of Bond, at what point is confidence infectious enough that it leads to confiding information? On that note, modern interrogation techniques are now more about making a person feel comfortable and asking very pointed questions at different stages of elicitation rather than torture and asking “who sent you?” So offer chicken soup instead of the waterboard. Yet, it is to my understanding that one big risk of interrogations is wrong or altered transcriptions and interviewees should record interviews themselves with their own equipment as backup.

Bustamante has spoken about establishing baselines to determine when someone is out of sync and possibly lying. Happens at airports and wherever dangerous people need to be detected – but how can it detect monarch slaves with disparate personas? Also, who controls VICE? If bankrupt, why is it still running? Is it a loss-leader for controlling narrative? What gets excluded or altered?

Anyway, in Bali, 3 years after France I played with some other guys too at a hotel.

And also met a macaque driven by desire.

Yet, it’s about more than just music and confidence though, but goodwill.

The real job of a musician - Steve Jordan

So Matthieu was a great skier and good companion, and on our last day we went off-piste, I think even crossing into Italy, and then took a long bus ride home to make it piste-off.

“Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place.” – Billy Crystal

Speaking of forthcoming, on 25 Jan 1997, I went to the Big Day Out music festival. I rolled up alone and without a ticket in the evening. At the gate, someone was leaving and sold me their ticket for $5. Win. After entering, I said hello to an extended family member who I saw by chance (person I was filming at top in front of fireplace) but then kept walking to the main stage alone. People were all sitting down. Then a girl – complete stranger – walked up to me, paused for about 3 seconds and said: “Do you want to have sex with me?” I became the rock star.

She was attractive too – around my age. I had long hair at the time and still had a tan from schoolies week. But I hesitated. I think I said “I don’t know” and then she said “well do you?” and then I was silent and then she walked off permanently. The whole interaction was easily less than 20 seconds. I can’t fully recall the dialogue, but I told a school mate Cam about it a couple of days later.

So later that night, by chance I saw Marc at the main stage and checked out Soundgarden and started moshing which really wasn’t that enjoyable.

In August 1997 I started listening to Be Here Now by Oasis, and in March the following year I was fortunate enough to attend the one and only Oasis concert in Melbourne. But I preferred to stay tight lipped over it, because of the bad reviews as Liam was so wasted and Noel sang for most of the show.

[ Sydney ~2000 ]

At least Liam came out at the end: “Goo goo k’choo.”

Oasis were huge in the 90’s when music and media blended so well in a seamless experience and labels had larger sets of artists that they would develop and promote.

Oasis - All Around the World (Live at GMEX 1997) - Remastered 4k

 

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Incidentally, I spoke to a random chap in ’97 (maybe the next) at Silvers and he said that he would wait until closing time and walk around the room and keep asking females the same question “Do you want to go home with me?” (or something similar) until he got a yes. I think he spent much the night eye-flirting and trying to look tough and cool among is wing-men. Whatever it was, it worked for him and he said that people that hang around that long are all there for the same reason and would rather have something than nothing. I don’t think he was much older than me either. Each to their own – a spoonman.

Soundgarden - Spoonman (partial) | Big Day Out 1997

As a side note, I saw Mr Gil Dibner walk up and speak to a series of seemingly random females in quick succession at Eurekamp 2009 while in my close proximity. Was he asking the time? Lift back to TA? Investment ideas? Or was he asking them out? Or saying something about me? I hadn’t spoken to any of them.

Nevertheless, the bizarre thing about Marc was that we first met by chance at a beach hotel in Goa, India in the late 80s [below right, at left].

Note – this is not skateboard Mark.

I even went out on a rented yacht with his father after failing at windsurfing.

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Around 5 years after India he ended up at Wesley College, lived close to my house and we became good friends. He was from New Zealand.

[ Marc at left from 2016 ]

So one day while at home, it all clicked that we had met before and I showed him my diary from India and it even had his name written down. Wild moment but I haven’t seen him in decades as of April, 2024 – like many of my other friends from growing up and these memoirs are a way of retuning myself with the past and upcycling consciousness for the future, whilst corporations monetise them on the sly.

Speaking of which, our school motto was “Dare to be wise” (Sapere aude) but how about “Dare to be different” in a world where fashion can easily become tyranny and what most people are trying to imitate is authenticity.

But this is what’s really in fashion right now: growing old… so can I upcycle out of it using marvellous profundity? Will that activate the etheric 12-strand DNA? How do I bring nourishment into the thousand-petaled lotus and stop the fountain-of-youth from crumbling away?

But that’s only for the yogis and believers in pseudoscience. I’ll take real science any day where if it can’t be measured, it doesn’t exist.

Does growing old have to be about getting old or getting on? Can’t it be about having an indefinite shelf-life like honey and rather growing wise and kind? I’m already part of an unbroken chain back to the patriarchs/matriarchs, so perhaps I am part way there anyway.

Heroes are made, not born, one should hope!  Is life about “God versus the devil” or “God includes the devil?” Is enlightenment about having all questions being answered in a single moment?

Anyway, so a few days after BDO, I saw Silverchair at Festival Hall with Michael and found myself amongst masses of screaming girls. I think that gig was an overflow gig for the Palace show as a result of high demand and is unlisted. Otherwise I went to the one in December.

Silverchair - Live at The Palace Theatre in Melbourne - 1997

Daniel might know.

Anyway, it is worth noting in Victoria that: “It is an offence for a licensee or permittee to supply liquor to a person in a state of intoxication. It is also an offence to permit drunken or disorderly persons to be on the licensed premises, or on any other premises where we have authorised licensees to serve liquor.” source

And in that respect, in 1997 during uni Orientation Week, one night after leaving Prince Alfred Carlton adjacent to Melbourne Uni, I was told something like “come back to see us during the day” as I stepped through the door on the way out. I asked why and the bouncer just said to come back. And the exact same thing happened again in March 2019 for reasons unknown to me – I wasn’t even drinking alcohol then, but I didn’t ask the bouncer why.

In ’97, I wore a pair of blue, velvety Diesel pants (drum pic below) and red, suede Vans skate shoes a lot back then – so was it for a photo shoot? The demand really irked me after a good night out and I never went to the venue properly ever again, until 2019 for moment of déjà vu. I was phasing out drinking as well in early 1997, another reason I never returned except for a gig in October.

[pic 3 – Sydney, late 2000]

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The band was named after the book The Celestine Prophecy from 1993 but I never got far into it. Some great quotes can be found here. We even had a song called Celestine.

Interestingly, there were a bunch of Sting CDs in the pile above and we covered one of his tracks in the gig.

The Police - When The World Is Running Down, You Make The Best Of What's Still Around (Essen)

I also saw Sting play in November, 2000 with Manu Katche on drums.

I did read Siddhartha and saw the film at the Trak (underneath Silvers.) I also read CwG Book 1 and ended up reading most, if not all in the series.  I also liked the Osho website and could download his talks.

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I also read a Sivananda book brought back from India for me that covered Kundalini much to my interest.

“If Kundalini is awakened before he attains purity by Asanas, Bandhas, Mudras and Pranayama, he will come across the temptations of the other planes, he will have no strength of will to resist these temptations and will have a hopeless downfall. It will be very difficult for him to climb up again to the original height which he climbed in the ladder of Yoga. Therefore the aspirant should try to purify himself first. If perfect purity is attained through Japa, Kirtan and constant selfless service, Kundalini will awaken by itself and move towards the Sahasrara at the crown of the head to meet Her Lord Siva, the trident-bearer of Mount Kailas, the store-house of wisdom, bliss and peace.” – src

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Notice he implied people should strive for purity rather than to awaken Kundalini. Interestingly, I ended up handing many of my books to Toby, including that one, and we recorded music as well in 2003. Toby put me onto the incredible The Wisdom of Ramala which mentions purity 26 times.

Kundalini in 2024 has 40K subscribers (June, 2024) on Reddit and it doesn’t interest me at all, but there’s interesting stuff on Marginalia.

[ 12 Jan 2024]

I suspect Kundalini-Shakti is as important today as it has ever been because it is more intelligent that any AI because it knows the future due to its incredible presence. In 2001, there was an issue of What is Enlightenment? called Can Enlightenment Save the World?

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All great content, including White’s description of Homo Noeticus – the next stage in human evolution. Says White above: “Enlightenment is the only thing which can save the world. The only thing.” And that “Homo noeticus is the term I use to designate what I see as a higher form of humanity emerging on the planet now, characterized not by genetic changes but by noetic changes.” So researching these topics kicked into high gear for me in 2001, my last year at university that began in 1997. It was my unofficial degree I suppose, and how can you sell someone the future – it’s already been bought!?

Another channelled take on Kundalini alongside Datre (book) was St Germain from 1999 and I remember printing the whole amazing interview out and reading it in a park.

“The thing is that everybody is different, in terms of the clarity of that moving through the body. Some people do kundalini in a clear way, some people don’t, then it comes right up, causing the mind to shift – burns out the mind, in some people’s cases – but when it is balanced, it just is an addendum to your life, it just adds in. It doesn’t really awaken, it opens your capacity to function with your spirit through your body rather than through your mind and through your imagination. If you’ll notice, people who really stand in their knowing and have a truth mechanism in there, it’s because they experience it in some fashion in their body, not in their mind. So energy when it moves in the body is identified as Shakti, as kundalini, everyplace has a different name.” – src

I also found a Gene Kieffer interview in the same journal.

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Also, Maitreya (another channel) covers the topic here in the following snippet as related to sexual energy, and it actually dates back to 2003:

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Incidentally, at the time I remember the artist formerly known as Terence Trent D’Arby becoming Sananda Maitreya – I wondered if he was channelling himself.

Interview Marktrock 2003 - Sananda Maitreya

(goto 1:35) And he says “a new spirit has become a part of my experience.”

So Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras date back almost two thousand years ago and address the same topic of preparing for, and enabling the dissolution of the microcosm. And today there is a lot of Kundalini information and people on Quora, although I prefer to avoid using that Sanskrit word for something that is so universal and undefinable – it also opens someone up to being labelled, condemned or even idolized . . . Shakti is at least more specific.

[ 8 Dec 2023 ]

For the doubters, just because someone doesn’t understand something or can’t access it (often due to fear or pain,) doesn’t mean it’s not true. Although one could say: “you don’t awaken your Kundalini, it awakens you, and until then, forget about it.” And interestingly, in 2022, an English translation of Abraham Abulafia’s Light of the Intellect from 1285 appeared on Patreon.

[8 Dec 2023 – links above]

For one person’s Samadhi may be another person’s Active Intellect, and the translator above is a Jewish Indian.

Anyway, from 1997 onward I walked passed PAs everyday for years, being at the end of Bouverie Street and on the way to the main Parkville campus. I saw groups of people – uni students – ejected from that premises at certain times to fill up the footpath outside. Perhaps selections are made via CCTV from a back office – that bizarre scenario is not to be ruled out. Like many others, I think I was ejected back in 1997 but can’t fully recall what happened. Maybe I wasn’t. Why do they even stay open during O-Week? You keep drinking, and when you’re spotted (apparently) inebriated, you’re thrown out, just as the the law states. But why are you asked to return the following day? Nice interior, though.

Continuing, as with PAs, I used to spend much time looking at the Arcadia hotel in my prior school years waiting for the tram ride home and readying myself for a tertiary education somewhere and a trip into the “real world.”

[Oct 2002 | Dec 2018]

But the past got pissed!

K-Ci & JoJo – You Bring Me Up (Remix) ft. Snoop Dogg (1997)
– includes mashup

K-Ci & JoJo - You Bring Me Up (Remix) ft. Snoop Dogg

So Come Up Aerial (Luxar + Soul 4 Real + K-Ci + JoJo + Daniel Johns) [2015 - 2021]

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✓ 1 year ago

2005: Up Periscope!

(updated: 11 June 2023)

In March 2005, I drove north after dropping out of Monash Law.

But, I did go on First Year Law Camp. Some photos in that archive are missing, but I do remember some of the people.

There’s no pic of me here, but I do know the names, and if it’s important I can say that the girl below won ‘Miss Congeniality’ on camp and I did speak to her for a few minutes.

Being at left, I hope there’s a marshmellow left.

Musician Sophia started law also and I spoke to her briefly at the time on campus, but seemed to have rejected it like myself for more left-brain activities.


A few weeks later I found myself in Israel (story here) after a brief stop on a submarine.

Down periscope!

 

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✓ 2 years ago

A Tribute to David

– part 4 of 5: Beyond Blacklists: EXPOSURE!

… and the ones that went …
… and the ones that were “snooped and spooked” !

last update: 6 September 2022

After 2014, a number of people disappeared in Israel soon after I had met them and even after I had known them for months or years. Not everyone of course, but a few.

There were also other oddities I witnessed in terms of abandoned Instagram accounts, voice-muted telephone calls and blackholed emails right up until last year.

How relevant these oddities were/are to me is yet to be fully determined but can still be examined.

I did read once that Mao Zedong didn’t want to outright murder his opponents as that would be difficult, invite too much suspicion and create backlash. Instead he’d rather keep them childless if possible and have them die sick, broke and alone. This would also instill fear into his enemies and would-be enemies.

This Dark Retribution strategy comes into play I believe with regards to the 3 blog posts that I posted in late 2006 concerning Gil Dibner, Izhar Shay and Yossi Hasson.

Mr Hasson even thanked me for my post at the time via SMS. Yet other people it seemed thought differently. I was put in contact with Mr Hasson (although I never met him in person) by the Jewish Agency for the purpose of an internship with a VC firm.

Prior to 2014, I had already witnessed a Suppressive Operative work against another person at an event, and also Gil Dibner personally acted against me at another event and Shay at another one. Both these people have already been discussed on this blog providing background and validity to this prior statement.

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Note: I don’t believe these two people know anything about the people listed below (or in Part 5) as I think there was a much larger apparatus at work, although I might be wrong. By this, at the TheMarker Com.Vention 2011 event, I did see a group of uniformed IDF officers sitting in a row on chairs (maybe 5). They were very silent and just watching people – were they there checking up on specific people or was it for a display of soft power? At this event I spoke to Michael Vassar and Sven Hoffman who was to work on Bopgig.

Mr Dibner and Mr Shay were both there, as was Mr Shochat. When Mr Dibner (alongside Daniel Cohen) saw me, he looked to go pale and then pretended I didn’t exist – that was the vibe I got. Mr Shay did not see me. I ended up meeting one of the iPost reps (Nathalie, far left).

Lastly, in 2008 an IDF officer did at one point come to my door for reasons not yet known to me.

1 – David Krasninski

This chap David K was 18 when I first saw him walking around the streets of Jerusalem. He was a very social person with happy disposition. He looked like Shaun White and that’s initially why I approached him and took the photos below in March 2014.

I also posted these to Newschoolers.com [1 | 2]. At that time I was working on Heartcarve.com.

Heartcarve.com screenshot: March 2014

Around the last time I saw David was at Cafe Birman Jazz Bar in August 2014.

Some weeks later, I saw him walking alone at night in the location below (around the same location to where the top photo was taken) and when he looked at me from across the street he scampered off into the night like air sirens were wailing. His head dropped and he was looking to take cover.

At around this time he deactivated, or deleted his Facebook. Unusually, the short Conversation Archive which I had with David on FB was fully missing. It was in Hebrew and he barely spoke a word of English. I never saw him around the streets of Jerusalem again (or on social media.) I left for Atlit in 2018.

 

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Maybe David vanished to do his army service and I did see him in an army uniform at one point. Regardless, let’s hope he’s doing well somewhere.

And interestingly, when I left for Atlit, Amiad “Style” Rikdan then disappeared off Facebook who I had known for many years at Chess Square (שחמט), although I’m sure he’s happily B-boying somewhere if I look for long enough.


A few months earlier a shop assistant at the Teva wholefoods store disappeared.

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I used to speak to her on a weekly basis for around 2 years at least. One day she went. No warning. Nothing. She had black curly hair and liked cats. Caucasian, skinny, around 40, spoke Russian/English/Hebrew and was studying kinesiology. I kept returning to the store for weeks but she never returned. She might be back there now. But I wouldn’t know.

Below are two photos that when posted to FB resulted in the temporary deactivation of the tagged person’s account – maybe 1-2 years deactivated.

With Sephra Kinini from the USA, (far left, above) her FB was deactivated within a few seconds to 1 minute of me messaging her (after tagging her 10 minutes earlier.) Or FB deactivated it against my IP, or there was something else going on.

 

Admittedly, a somewhat unnecessary message to send… almost as silly as what happened as a result – at 5:46am.

Also, my FB news and updates feed was drastically censored for many years, and still is to a large degree it seems (as of 8 Feb 22).

  • I used to like Amblin (and many others) but never got any of their updates.
  • I only saw a few days worth of prior updates from a small subset of friends before an error occurred.
  • It seemed Versace, Cara Delevingne and Shaun White were following me but they didn’t appear as followers.

Some type of maximized shadow ban? Is there a way to reset the incoming filter? Where’s the level playing field? Super odd stuff that should be seen as feature requests.

Continuing, with Solveig – I think that took a few days and had nothing to do with me. But with Sephra… that was really odd. Also, Sephra’s public FB has been stripped bare at this point. Her blog mymedicaljourneyholyland.blogspot.com has even been removed. Who knows.. maybe she’s on IG. I only spoke to her for about 45 seconds. Perhaps it was because both of these people were in the process of getting married.

There was also Tuvyah Ifrahe who one day out of the blue unfriended me and avoided me in the street.

I just wonder if he was “snooped and spooked.” He would of otherwise likely become a good friend.

A few others who I took photos with disappeared and I’d typically put it down to the randomness of the meetings in a busy area, but in view of my overall experience, I’ll never fully know.

Once in Atlit, I walked to Idan Lavi‘s place after answering an AirBnB ad.

[ pic 1 | 11 Oct ’21]

 

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Another odd thing that happened while I was there was that I received a voice message on my phone in Hebrew referring to Nissan and Renault – two cars that were registered to me in the past in Australia well over 10 years prior. The caller was in a phone center and was smirking. What was up with that? Then, I emailed Yoha about jamming again but he didn’t reply – later he said he never got those emails.

Sophian Guitar/Singing - Redemption Song

…singing songs of freedom?

Back in Australia, passport related emails never came through. I setup a new free account and then got them. Probably a technical glitch. Then I called Idan about getting my bond back and on both occasions he didn’t hear me speak, he kept saying “Hello.” I emailed twice and he didn’t reply. It was only when I contacted him through Paypal message center that he replied. At one point I started searching for his AirBnB listing on my Israeli-purchased PC, at which point it was delisted soon after. It was like someone was spying on my screen, and screen-spying is an idea brought into Ormus King 5. Highly likely the delisting was a coincidence, but who knows. Regardless, it’s an awesome space to live in – close to the beach too and Idan is a great host. He even emailed me within a few days of posting the apartment pic higher above asking if I wanted to rent it again.

I emailed another friend twice and he didn’t reply. When I later saw him at a school function (reunion) a few months later, he said he never got those emails and I saw him run a search on them.

I replied to another Australian friend twice… no reply. I am interested to find out what happened there – well actually those emails also never arrived:

And so I recently saw this person “in the flesh” …or did I? Were they cloned or masked?

Mission Impossible Mask Rips

Also, another chap who I spoke to on the phone in May 2020 in Mount Buller about buying a sauna completely ceased all new Instagram and FB posts after that friendly conversation. Was he worried about instigating competition or was it something else?

 

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Time to take a cold dip?

At around the same time while I was at Mount Buller, another Australian person ceased one of her IG accounts after I emailed her about an adventure sauna.

Lost at sea? Her FB account is still updated.

So I ended up purchasing a mobile sauna through an alternative brand, Morzh – I had no choice.

[Jan 2021]

Furthermore, prior to this, in Israel, someone (Yulianna Hoffman) also completely ceased all Instagram posts in November 2017 (and privatized her account) after a single inane comment “OMG, it’s Paris Jackson!” I made on one of her FB photos comparing her look to Paris Jackson.

I had never attempted to make contact with her before or after that comment and found her on that day through casual surfing. Like the sauna guy, maybe it had nothing to do with me… or did it? Perhaps it’s all a bit far-fetched?! Should I even worry about it?

In March 2018, I posted something of me at @1tonedrums and the following day it became @1tone_official

 

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… there’s no such thing as an accident!

There’s also lot of weirdness that I have overlooked in the tech scene prior to 2011 including job rejections without reason or follow-up.

In late 2013 a fellow asked me for my surname and I spelled it to him. It was around a campfire and some time later he was looking at me and laughing hysterically. I stopped speaking to him at that point.

The person was either Leon (above) or the soldier… maybe both. My memory is not crystal clear with this incident but I do remember spelling out my name and seeing someone laugh hysterically. What happened? Was it a campfire gag or something else?

Now that’s odd… or is it? 🙂

Bonus oddity: Assaf Luxembourg unfollowed my old @adrianwaj account in around mid-2019.

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Nothing strange about an unfollow. But I hadn’t tweeted for years and wrote a single tweet and also put a link to that twitter account in the blog’s sidebar. It was unfollowed within 24 hours. Did he know about this unfollow? I should have some screenshots regarding this somewhere. I think Assaf was the only Israeli tech guy to follow @adrianwaj. And if I ever to go to one if his talks, I’ll have to ask him about it….

– note: I was using Windows 10 on my Dell laptop (Inspiron 15R 5520 | Tag: 6N0PDS1) before I switched to Linux in 2017. Prior to this, I noticed at one point that my upload usage was extremely high even when inactive and malware-cleaned. I upgraded Windows and still the same problem.

I started to wonder about involuntary screen-sharing (ie someone spying on me.) Then, a similar thing happened with my new Asus Linux PC but the uploading phenomenon was less severe – bursting every 30-45 secs and not constant. I even changed the flavour of Linux a few times to no avail. In Israel, when I purchased this PC from Ivory (and the Dell laptop before), I attached my name to the order before the hardware was supplied. Was something baked-in prior to delivery at a hardware level, or was something latent in the hardware enabled (or altered) due to my (affected?) name? At a yeshiva in 2006, someone told me about rabbis physically sitting behind students in the library to make sure they browsed nothing banned. So why not do something like this remotely and in secret?

I now buy my PCs second-hand and can check my idle upload rates – so far no problem. Or am I just being paranoid? How can you opt-out of something you don’t even know about?

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While I know that I am right about the strange uploading, I may be wrong about the spying aspect. Even so, I did include the concept in Ormus King 7:

“Humans are controlled and dominated from a far-off planet for their eventual replacement by a reptilian alien cult that hijack Earth’s technology systems” [1] because “a large set of cyborgs on Earth are pre-installed with ‘trojan chips‘ and they can control any human (including threats to themselves) in a variety of ways using humans’ scalar fingerprints as coupled with the off-planet reptilians backing them.” [2]

Ormus King 3 also has Adrian Boron’s sight and hearing shared with his foes after they forcibly inject him with black goo. This was written in mid-2017 on my all-black Linux PC as it mysteriously pulse-uploaded every minute or so. The irony.


✓ 3 years ago

True Perps

– part 2 of 5: Beyond Blacklists: EXPOSURE!

(last updated: 26 October 2022)

Contents:
1) Hollywood
2) Hillel Square
3) Israel Tech

In my view, truly evil people enjoy hurting others and seek out opportunities to do so. It’s schadenfreude on steroids.

Evil people can reside and work anywhere – but ideally in positions of power over their targets so they can sustain it over time. They may even wrap themselves in flags, emblems and surround themselves with good people who are kept in the dark of their real intentions. Their empathy is cold and in order to feel, they need to sense pain.

further info: Return to the Convent, by Eduardo Zamacois y Zabala, 1868
further info: Prosecutors: Officer was on Floyd’s neck for about 9 minutes

But it doesn’t have to involve murder – as long as there’s pain at some level. That’s the goal of the perpetrator.

1) Hollywood

I even delve into this topic in Ormus King 4 where an alien cult on another planet kills off entire planets in order to extend their own lifespan so that life-force is siphoned from the ritualized slaughter by the perpetrators.

Regarding my own experiences, in my comparison document, Ormus King Octology vs Disney Star Wars I state:

“The Rise of Skywalker seems to be a half-baked amalgamation of “Star Wars: Impossible Redemption” + OK4 + OK6 + OK9 with additional  layers to enable it to fit into the new Star Wars universe.”

However, at the time of writing that document, I had trouble concluding it, but if Kamran Pasha is to be believed, I now feel I am in a better position to, and it relates to the Hollywood culture of humiliating and hurting talented creatives by the untalented families or insiders that reside within that scene – and so they could be the perpetrators to which I speak of.

"Hollywood is very much a club - it's a mafia and it resists any efforts for you to come in - especially if you aren't part of the multi-generational, multi-family mafia that has existed for a century in this town. If you come in as an entrepreneur they resist you. Same thing happened with George Lucas... he outsmarted the mafia... and they don't like that. Ruining his baby was a personal thing... he was lied to..."

"The horrible realization comes that it's because you're not one of the club."

"And that's one of the most shocking realizations for people. Because everyone wants to believe that they are accepted in this town for their talent, their genius and then the realization that the people in this town who have power often lack talent and genius but are part of a multi-generational club and who want to preserve that - that realization can be quite shattering." ~ Kamran Pasha (17:11)

[MARVEL, Hollywood and the dependency on China; feat. Kamran Pasha and Doomcock! | MEitM #100]

Pasha in a later video explains how Disney Star Wars should’ve been about “passing the torch to Ray” but instead it was “screw these old white men” because “Ms Kennedy had her own agendas.”

see: [Weekly Roundup [Current State of Hollywood with Guest Kamran Pasha] (56:40 – 58:30)]

To me it was the level of subversion to the prior 6 films which was very disturbing.

Interestingly, a person who built sets for Hollywood productions recently told me it’s possible to break into the Hollywood scene by doing the right drugs with the right people. He also thoroughly disliked the attitudes of many people in the scene and said so many are utterly vain and ruthless.

Continuing with Pasha, if he is correct, then the Star Wars sequel trilogy (7,8,9) was ultimately about:

  • hurting George Lucas by ignoring his story ideas and putting him through a humiliation ritual instead.
  • hurting the fanbase whereby (according to my comparison document) the sequel trilogy “wrecked the hero-archetype and journey and this is its main social failure and cause for social upheaval” and pushing some type of SJW ideas instead.
  • hurting me by taking and vandalizing many good ideas from my ennealogy.

As such, it really was an act of Satanic Ritual Abuse – or at least a good attempt at it. So the audience thought they were going in to be entertained, but the perpetrators were the ones being entertained. This is an extreme and unusual, yet I feel valid point-of-view, although isn’t that what Hollywood is about: normalizing the extreme?!? A movie’s overall intentions can be perceived very differently by the audience to the ones who had made it.

With regards to my own witnessing of evil directed against me, I have written about some experiences in A Brutish Affliction: Part 1 (Australia).

2) Hillel Square

At the same time in Israel, I also saw some disturbing things, for example in Launchpad Israel: The Aftermath – 2006 and Beyond I mentioned street gangs “starting on me” while playing drums. I also referred to a fellow at a tech event who was being pursued by an operative who was purposely and very visibly suppressing his social network.

Adding to this, I was sitting once at an outdoor square (on Hillel street – no actual pics of incident) at night in Jerusalem, maybe 2011 and I walked up to, and sat with a group of Arabs, and I am almost certain this one chap in the group was a Palestinian – or pretending to be one.

 

We were completely isolated from everyone around us even though the square was actually very busy. He asked “Do you support the Palestinians?” in an aggressive manner. I hesitated and said “maybe.” He asked again and I repeated the answer. His friends were surprised yet quietly amused by it, but he wasn’t. I quickly left and hid across the road (blue.)

Then, I looked across at the square and saw him appear, looking up and down the street, presumably ready to chase me down (red) – I had embarrassed him and he got triggered. Imagine if I would’ve said ‘no’ instead of ‘maybe’ !?! And if I said ‘yes’ that could’ve meant providing him with some type of token of my Dhimmitude afterward.

Furthermore, at another time in the square, a young guy (pictured below) told me a story of how someone close to him had had their entire life savings (or a large part of it) confiscated in Israel due to either a personality conflict, or as a result of racism – I am not sure of the precise details. It might have been after immigration, and it greatly affected his family.

Lastly, while not directly in Hillel Square, I did see what appeared to be the late Tony “Tuvyah” Rose wandering around Ben Yehuda street alone on Shabbat in ~2013.  I am not entirely sure if it was him: it was a thought at the time – it did look strange. Anyhow, I first met him in Tsfat in 2005 and he ended up in the same hostel as me in Jerusalem in early 2007 (Jerusalem Hostel) – each time with his kids. He was later murdered in Tsfat in April 2014 by Avraham Levi Yosef Blau.

( top left : Tsfat mid-2005 | top right: Jerusalem 2006 | bottom: 0 1 2 3 )

 

I remember Tuvyah to be an insightful and caring fellow (Cancerian) who went through a difficult marriage breakup. I got along very well with him. His perpetrator was likely a genuinely violent and mentally disturbed person, who Tony probably had kept out of the shule once (I’d seen him do this before at the Shalom Rav shule with someone else,) and who returned later to murder him. Tony might have even been a hero – saving someone else in the process. On the other hand, perhaps Tony knew of this person prowling the streets of Tsfat and confronted him because the police had not done so up until that point – then later he was murdered by him, yet in the process Tony had this danger removed from Tsfat but in the most tragic way.

3) Israel Tech

Yet another highly significant incident came on 14 February 2009 when at a tech workshop (Eurekamp), a person – we had met before and I had blogged about this VC meeting about 1.5 years earlier on my Launchpad Israel site as one of its first posts – appeared at this event alongside a soon-to-be employee of his VC firm – Eden Shochat, who was then an entrepreneur and who I had encountered before and after this event at other tech events. This was to my surprise as the person in question was not on the user-generated (wiki) attendees list and was not wearing an assigned nametag.

My name can be seen below: (green arrow)

source: (17 Mar 2009 snapshot) – It is interesting to note that the 5 snapshots in the 2010 index have a whole bunch of names removed from this list, including my own. Weirdly, another 2010 snapshot (26 Feb) with a slightly altered URL maintains this 2009 list into 2010. Also, with some names removed, others have had their descriptions improved and updated into 2010.

source [ March ’09 | June ’10 ]

What happened to Yuri? What is it about ambition that leads people astray?

Throughout the time of kings and queens people struggled to climb the social ladder, not caring who they hurt in the climb to gain power. The power struggle that remained prominent throughout the ages is the underlying cause of most tragic events in Hamlet.

~ source – Themes of Ambition Through Shakespeare’s Hamlet

So, the person could be called X. Like the Palestinian mentioned above, I seemingly had also triggered him somehow. He was also seemingly behaving like the suppressive-operative previously mentioned.

As a result, during the course of the event, a number of strange occurrences occurred:

  1. a CTO (Yaniv Golan) who I had provided with good feedback regarding how to improve his website (Yedda) suddenly shook his finger at me – this was the first person I saw while walking up to the venue as I waited to cross at some traffic lights. He was close to X. I was expecting the opposite greeting but he was silent.
  2. when I first saw X inside, I sensed extremely angry vibes from this person, very similar to those of the man at the beach in Noosa mentioned in Brutish Affliction who could easily have been a killer.
  3. I conversed with Uri Levanon normally while he sat on a couch, yet later in the day he looked very spooked when I came up to speak to him a second time and didn’t want to speak at all. In 2007 I was looking to find an investor so he could license Timbaland’s Shock Value album via his firm Craze Digital.
  4. prior to this, X had a bunch of people standing around him – I suspect he was spying on me during the event to note who I was speaking to, and then gathered them all up at that point to scare them and defame me. This sounds paranoid – but I still hold it to be a viable inference when dealing with someone else behaving in a paranoid fashion.
  5. A 2nd talk of mine was then prematurely cancelled without any prior discussion with me: “Sleeping for Success” which involved power-napping, dreams and maximizing mental energy after that gathering.
  6. X came into the room when I was about to give a talk to advertise and promote their own talk that was to be given at roughly the same time.
  7. At the beginning of a workshop nearing the end of the day, X came into the room and approached a series of people and then appeared to look and refer to me. None of the people approached appeared to engage in conversation with X. When it was my turn to speak and introduce myself, and I spoke in English, X looked very disappointed, as though one of his sports teams (if he has any) missed a scoring shot. X didn’t remain in that workshop.
  8. the entire time, from what I could concur, X didn’t belong at this invite-only event (note absence from the attendees list above – although that list is not the official one,) I doubt paid the entry fee, and might have even done all this unbeknownst to the event organizer.
  9. X’s employer, Genesis Partners may have sponsored the event according to my notes and the GP logo can definitely be seen on the 2010 page. In 2009 this About page shows “Our sponsors: IBM, Bank Hapoalim, rest is TBA.” Perhaps GP became a secondary sponsor?
  10. X gave a talk, but this person’s name is not on the CortexStorming page (or any other page that I have been able to find so far on this site) whereas mine is, and my name is also on AppendixStorming for “Sleeping for Success” (which was cancelled – see #5 above.) Why?

    photo: Yaniv Golan (also see #1 above)

    This photo corresponds to #6 where X was asking people to attend his talk in another room, just prior to me giving my CortexStorming talk. I took a similar photo as seen below. I don’t get how he could give another CortexStorming talk (or any talk) simultaneously in another room. What was going on? What was the intention? Note the lack of headband or name tag. Was he an impostor? As far as I’m concerned he was and I welcome his comment. This is because I don’t think he was ever invited to Eurekamp 2009, and if he was (was he?), he behaved partly in a manner in which he was not in terms of the norms of entry, and to me (and others) he behaved as though I was not invited and didn’t belong there. But did I even belong in Israel and to what extent? People should know about this – they should know about the dire pecking order in that country (or rather State). How right I am remains to be fully determined:

    Show me the enemy and I’ll show you a hero!!!

    Continuing, Uri Levanon and Erez Perelmuter are shown on the CortexStorming page (above right) – two people I clearly remember speaking to and later saw at the Town Hall Meeting. I was wearing my headpiece.

photos: Israel Tech Scene 2006-2011 [3]

So what happened that day? For X it was a Normal Day, but for me (and others) it was the witnessing of a True Perp – whether people liked (or knew) it or not.

Yet on the other hand, it may not have been a normal day for X, whose name is Gil Dibner – who I have nothing personally against, and never did. This is because like his target that day, myself (from my aforementioned observations,) perhaps we had both been drawn into what I now come to know as the Shadow Justice System.

[pic 1: Yossi Vardi seated at right. Gil Dibner: 2nd from the left.]

It took 3 attempts to snap Mr Dibner and he didn’t land in that frame by accident.

It was a very disturbing day of what appeared to me as covert social violence, unfortunately. I also wanted to get Mr Vardi in the frame and show the contrast.

However, I did not go out of my way to find and photograph him – it was taken from where I was already sitting and this principle has underpinned all my photos – especially of people in public places – the images come to me first where I already am, and I take my camera out second.

[Above left is the picture I took after in the latter part of 2006 after having met Mr Dibner for the first time. Above right is the picture I took after I briefly stood next to Mr Dibner at Eurekamp whereby he flat-out ignored me and then walked off. I did see him a few more times at later events which may be explored in further posts.]

[additional pics and info regarding event see here (where I mention my talk) and  here – 65 pics – 4 of GD without a nametag or headpiece – others were the same, but it supports my overall argument. For example, Orli Yakuel at least was on the user-generated guest list (see above) and wore a headpiece before removing it along with her nametag. I never saw Mr Dibner wear these ever, even if he does supposedly wear his heart on his sleeve. ]

photos: Yaniv Golan

Continuing, shadow because sin and retribution are determined without due process, cloaked, and in contrast to the law of the land. Also, as mentioned in Launchpad Israel: The Aftermath – 2006 and Beyond I have vast notes to backup my claim: that of dark retribution, and it might well extend from Israel into Australia and that is the main reason for this Eurekamp incident being recorded: this history could well have relevance to today. And as such, this makes that day in 2009 pertinent to much more than just myself.

The entire international, psychological (and even historical) context from which Mr Dibner behaved in relation to me is still yet to be fully explored. One thing to take note from Pharrell Williams (interview 2020) is that:

"People will not realize they are being just as nasty as the people who they feel like are perpetrating. You can end up stooping down just as low. The point is to help you realize you're essentially doing the same thing." ~2:14
"I am an Aries so I am a fighter for what I really, really, really believe in.... but man, No is so good and so powerful. There's so much power and beauty in the word No."  ~12:14

Like Williams, Mr Dibner is also an Aries.

So now in 2021, am I supposed to be still concerned about what happened on that day in 2009? What was the fight about to begin with? Can’t we all just be Libras?

Conclusion

Perhaps fighting tyranny today is about avoiding situations whereby pain can be inflicted at will by the perpetrators from which I speak about. Should punishment fit the crime or crime fit the punishment? And finally, on the road to becoming the wisest, richest or most popular, one must remember that there is “Nothing but Him”…”Ein Od Milvado” !

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– see same person in front of whiteboard and behind couch:

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