Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour. Exodus 20:16
In fact: “Love your neighbour as yourself” Mk 12:31
…”bearing with one another, and forgiving each other, whoever has a complaint against anyone; just as the Lord forgave you, so must you do also.” Col 3:13
Death by Sound
This below is a video of a pistol shrimp. The shrimp uses a sound pulse to knock out its prey. The wonder of God's mind shows us that even a small shrimp knows that sound can affect organisms. The sound pulse literally tears its prey to shreads. But what about Beethoven? The moonlight sonata will not liquify you but somewhere between the sound of the breeze and "cavitation" is therapeutic sound.
We now know the threshold to cut and coagulate tissue in a surgical setting. A question remains for me. What tones or melodies, and at what intensity does music influence cells to alter their behavior and can that be controlled. - I envision a warm bath, with underwater speakers, that sing sound into your body. Water is much better at conducting sound into the human body since the body is mostly water. Impedance matching is the physics principle.
We know that sound therapy is effective at treating tinnitus. I wonder if a person could submerge their ears under water and play certain tones into the ears via water to treat tinnitus? Hmmm... I think I shall try. I guess that means that I will have to take a bath.

Imagine a hot bath with your favorite salts, a support under water for your head, with music, and superimposed sound therapy tones from underwater speakers. (Make sure they are hands free for your phone too.) Heck. Toss in an under water neck massager while you are at it.
Synchronicity = Heavy
It is quiet.

...was watching Pope Leo XIV first mass a Pope.
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With the support of my brothers at FM645 I was able to pour out my examination of a selection of western literature for evidence to support the notion that virtuous men are dangerous men in a 20 minute presentation of the essay that I wrote. I had previously made this presentation on healing at the same venue.
I like rugged men who are effective and I love to encourage other men to adopt an attitude of personal self-regulation of that terrifying monster that they have within them such to make themselves dangerous and therfore more capable of bringing about good in their families and communities.
The Meek shall inherit the earth.
A meek man is he who has a sword and knows how to use it competently, yet has the strength and wisdom to keep the sword in its scabbard.
What do you have in its scabbard? What is your sword? What terrifying weapon do you wield? Your knowlege? Your connectivity? Your dedication? Your voice? How does that monster within you remain under your control? What is your moral framework that regulates that turmoil? Can you give it a name? Can you give it a virtuous name?
Within me is the person of the Holy Spirit that I, through an act of grace, asked to come into me and possess me.
Thanks to KB-KB-SG-MC.
This is a great assembly of clips stitched together with Jordan Peterson discussing the absolute need for the internal monster, the shadow, and the consequential virtuous control.
I will be attending a healing mass tonight at Saint Vincent de Paul, for my benefit but also for the benefit of others. Father Albert MacPherson. Please pray for me.
Great sounds from 1993.
Synchronicity = Be Not Afraid
We need more heroes in our homes, in our churches, in our world.
In Drive (2011), Ryan Gosling’s unnamed Driver is a skilled stuntman and getaway driver whose quiet competence and restrained violence embody a dangerous yet nearly-virtuous heroism. Despite his lethal precision and willingness to kill to protect the innocent, his fatal flaw, a simmering rage and emotional detachment, unravels him into his own, limited moral code. Through intense action and stoic sacrifice, he channels his dark impulses to safeguard those he cares for, epitomizing a flawed hero wrestling with his inner monster. Sadly, the story is not of redemption, rather of a comicbook-esque flawed, confused, competent loner. Oddly men can identify with this type of man. We have to up our game.

UPDATED-Go to my first posting on Men here. Men need to be dangerous. They must then be virtuous and show restraint.
There are no accidents. Things happen for a reason.
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It is quiet and the sun is rising...Time for prayers of thanks.

I found this as I was cleaning my desk. I thought I'd share it.

I saw this beautiful thing in the Japanese Spurge today as I was doing yard work. A friend identified it as a "Luna Moth". Here is a wiki article on it.
Synchronicity = Luna Moth
I had to get up early to pick up hard-copied filings bound at Staples to be presented to the SCoNS in Port Hawkesbury. BE YOU TEA FULL day to drive and my friend Peter Mac Isaac rode "shotgun". There was a condition to his accompaning me to Cape Breton. That was Air Conditioning. I grabbed a can of AC Fluid from the garage ( pssst which is propane FYI) and I recharged the AC in the 2006 Camry in front of Peter's home. Nice cool drive to Port Hawkesbury and back. After we gave the filings to SCoNS PtH, we payed a brief visit with George and Collin, then Peter's grandfather and 3 wives at a grave yard. Then we failed at fishing at low tide along the Strait of Canso. We couldn't stay long.

A picture of Peter, venerating his grandfather's headstone. He was buried with his 3 sucessive wives.
I got a great deal of feedback on the virtuous men essay of yesterday. I modified it as a result of the critiques. I am presenting this, in part, to the FM645 gathering on Friday.
UPDATED-Go to my first posting on Men here. Men need to be dangerous. They must then be virtuous and show restraint.
Synchronicity = Collin
In today’s complex and morally ambiguous world, the archetype of the courageous and virtuous man endures as a powerful ideal. This ideal, however, is not one of flawless heroism but of flawed men who confront their capacity for violence and chaos, choosing instead to exercise virtuous restraint.
Go to my first posting on Men here. Men need to be dangerous. They must then be virtuous and show restraint.
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Crazy flood of "Synchronicity" this am as I drink my coffee.


The fuel pump required replacement for my motorcycle. I bought a full replacent that was no quite a drop-in replacement. I rebuilt the old pump using most of the new parts. That did the trick.

The fuel pump is inside the tank.
Synchronicity = vortex, vortex, vortex, frequency, electricity OMGosh!!
Today is 15 Hours and 34 minutes long.
Nick is using hillbilly stump-removal technique to extract obsolete fence anchor. Actually it is a solid method.

These are the removed stakes that were in the way of re-digging the fence post holes for concrete casting. They rusted and clearly were difficult to install in rocky Nova Scotia, back in the day. Nick is using concrete to secure the post.

Drew lots for Mary at Men's Breakfast - Blessed Icon
A bunch of men got together, had breakfast and shared our love of Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. One of us shared the rendering of Mary after the meal. Good men all round.
Synchronicity = perplex (this is a weird one), Nick. God
With Peter M, John H, and Morgan G, we were able to submit the case file to the court today.
The Attorney General moved to dismiss the JR. We said no way.
Tomorrow is summer.
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I worked on this. :) That is all I can say.
Ionized Calcium Level and Neurological Outcomes
"In multivariate analyses, hypocalcemia was independently associated with good neurological status at discharge (adjusted odds ratio of 6.67, 95% confidence interval 1.39-33.33, p = 0.02)."
Polyeleos This music is like being in the halls of Paradise. Please try it for just a minute. Polyeleos means "because forever lasts His mercy."
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I am taking increasing interest in the effect of sound on people in terms of how it effects metabolic issues and how it effects the human mind. Nearly everyone is fond of music. Most everyone sees a benefit is engaging with it. It seems that God had designed us to be listeners of music and makers of music. It is without a doubt an extension of beauty, truth and goodness. I have no doubt that music is intended to be a path to the divine.
I am interested in the how. How is music interacting with my mind, body and spirit and how may I select experiancing sound (frequency & vibration) as a physical fact, and as a gift from God to help me become a saint, or help me ease the suffering of others.
The cellulite device noted yesterday was not directed at that goal. That device was directed at women in particular and especially those women who have a poor body self-image. It is a very dark marketing strategy.
Below is an internal link to a new page of mine that is the beginning of a scholarly examination of what is absolutely known relative to sound and music in its interaction with the human mind and body. I do not see this examination as spiritualism at all. We all love beauty as an artifact of our design by God. Music is beauty and beauty is the result of the mutual love between the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit in their creation of all that there is. I see this examination as part of medicine.
My new page on calming voices, an initiation into sound as therapy
See also:
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I am listening to this wonderful chant and am in a small heaven. This music is like being in the halls of Paradise. Almost causes a man to desire his end, almost, but not yet. Please try it for just a minute.
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Using sound waves to destroy cancer as described by Christine Gibbons of HistoSonics (8 mins)
Back in the day, 19 years ago, I invented and developed a very similar device.Here is a link to the patent.
The intent of the device was a non-invasive sound device to treat cellulite. Bill Gruber, the co-inventor, identified the market to me and I provided the therapeutic solution. Marketing first - solution to fit.
It seems that the world is re-discovering the importance of music and sound therapy.
I am certain music heals.
What excites me is that the "how" question may be answered in my lifetime.
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I am working tonight, but if you like what you've read or dislike it, then give me a call. I am open-minded and I do listen.
I had a very nice encounter today with a young lady who was involved in naturopathy. Haley was her name. She had a table set up outside Princess Auto where I had dropped in to buy a small item. We spoke briefly then I made a small donation to her effort to raise money for neurological disorders. See gave me this below as thank-you token.

I am not a fan of Green Tea generally, but I do know someone who might like to try it. There is no information on the label about how to get more. If you recognize it, would you please send me a note or give me a call?
Music Medicine: Sound At A Cellular Level" as read on youtube (16 mins)
This is an area of interest in my professional activity. I used to poo-poo this, but I am unsure that I was right. I am looking at the literature for some hard science.
Synchronicity = neurological, King
Nick and Evan have made great progress in the effort to repair a deck.
Using a powered auger that is capable of drilling a 12" hole down 4 Feet deep, Nick and Evan placed 2 of 4 upgraded post supports. Some hard digging was required here in Nova Scotia since the undeground stone can be very large. A rocky place.

This is a crazy machine

Micheline's sweet gestures and finger food that keeps us on the job!

Nova Scotia's Geologic Morphology- rocks bigger than the holes they come out of
We anticipated articulating between the auger and hand digging. Brutal masculine work.
Nick is looking into CRISPR to lengthen his right arm.
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Yesterday, I joined some people in an effort to include as many people as possible in the Judicial Review of the NS Elections Act etc prompted by many people being prevented from participating in the last two elections. We were in the Port Hawkesbury Supreme Court to hear Justice Patrick Murray's decision regarding our motion to join parties. I will be discussing the outcome here later today after we all have a meeting. So come back. I am sure you will be happy with what we have to say. Morgan Guptil will be preparing the press releases to be released after our meeting.
In addition, there is a great deal of good happening. I am a bit superstitious I guess and have to wait a bit to discuss some of it.
Gravel tomorrow at the deck site. Evan and Nick are doing the compaction and associated preparation for post holes and the like. We are renting a hole auger...yes...we are going to attempt drilling the holes for the concrete peers..... in Nova Scotia. Wish us luck. The week-end may be hand-mixing concrete.
C S Lewis discusses the four types of love at this link and I am adding this to my new page on love.
The names of the four types of love according to Lewis are: Affection (storge), Friendship (philia), Romantic (eros), and Charity (agape). In reading the descriptions, it is hard to find a framework of what the "love" is said to be in modern common parlence. It must be something else. The greek language have many more words that approximate to the subject in different ways. Here is what Lewis believed, and who am I to argue with him.
Here is a canadian rock band single from the 1970 called As the Years Go By complete with a creepy intro with a Hammond organ. This subject is going to be all over the place. This obscure song says a lot, just so happens.
Maybe you identify a little better with Danny's Song by Anne Murray
Synchronicity = love
Synchronicity = danger

Me, Tony, Evan, Nick
We managed to demolish the existing stairs and deck and schlepp it to the road. The works space is tidy, ready for gravel, mud base, and concrete blocks for the columns. The gravel will be ordered tomorrow. The mud bases will be set after the gravel is leveled. Then the deck goes up...Nick and Evan's effort.
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"You have to give until it hurts." - Mother Theresa (1983?)
1993 BBC interview of Mother Theresa
I am surrounded by good people. People ask me to help them to do things and I do try to help when I can. As with most people I am busy with my own affairs but I do try to lend a hand when I can. Often, well mostly, the help that is needed is not what is requested. The gift of perspective is one that God decided to give me as I get older. Mike Brownlow does this at platinium level. So he is a mentor to me in navagting this thing.
An older woman that I know needs some construction done and the job is complex. I do not want to do the job because I have other obligations to other people. However, I know a young carpenter who is aching to tackle the work. The young carpenter is Nick Sampson and he well motivated and honest. So I connected the two. Nick incuded his friend Evan and another friend of mine just showed up and there we have 4 men dealing with the construction problem. It is going well and the personalities of the fellas just work.
My objective is to have them all become friends and nourish each other as they are quite different in their needs and capabilities. Obsolescence is my plan for me. I just keep an eye on the big plan... you know the one... the one at the end of time.
There is a couple of big projects in the works so stay tuned since they are immanently starting. They are very interesting.
Synchronicity = grace
"It's when you are aware of the "cloud of unknowing", that you begin to know. And what you know... is God." - Malcolm Muggeridge (1980)
This is the moment when I heard, in a meaningful way, the nature of grace. I recall the exact moment still. I was 18.
Audio book of "The Cloud of Unknowing"
Audio book of "The Cloud of Unknowing" as read on youtube (6 hours)
I just suffered a challenge to the fundamentals of my beliefs. I had a dispute with my next door neighbour about a boundary between our two plots of land. It was serious because he initiated the permitting and necessary approvals to literally build on my property, by 15 feet. This wasn't an interpersonal tiff. It was very serious. When I became aware of it I had a direct, polite conversation with him face to face wherein I explained the property boundaries, easements etc. I asserted myself with extreme care because I was dealing with another child of Christ. A person with feelings, and clearly a misapprehension of the circumstances. I avoided escalation, and took care to show him the boundary line so he'd know.
Stepping past the detail, my next door neighbour became aware of what I already knew regarding our shared boundary and what he could and could not do. At that time, he wrote me a beautiful letter, an apology with an explaination, and an expilict expressed desire that I forgive him so that we could resume our new friendship. He bought a card, placed the letter in a card, and placed the card in a potted plant that he also bought and left it at my back door secretly.
So I call myself a catholic. What then was I to do to my fellow child of Christ?
He had already caused me great distress, the details of which I am excluding for brevity. I had every reason to cancel him. To cease talking with my neighbour, to be dominant and vengeful, controlling.
The Holy Spirit moved upon me and helped me feel nauseous at the thought of exerting retribution. The flights of vengeful thoughts disgusted me so much felt the need to vomit. I hated the notion that I would become what I so utterly detest. I refused to be seduced my the luciferian mind virus, and cancel a fellow human being like he was an NPC object.
The following day I got dressed and went to his yard where I found him gardening and I approached him and he immediately extended a hand to me. He said "Forgive Me". I imediately said "of course" closed my eyes and rolled my head and thought "Behold I make all things new." We talked for a bit in his yard and made sure that he understood that I was wasn't setting a trap of distrust. For once I did as I have so often been told to do.
I walked back to my yard where a friend was waiting in my driveway with a question on his face. He was aware of the situation. I said that I absorbed all the pain and that it was all better.
Why am I writing this? I suffered a great temptation to act, with justification, to put an end to a new friendship because of his misunderstanding. I was given the grace of heaven to help me surmount the reptilian survival instincts and to push to act affirmatively to accept the risk of rejection for the love of God. My neighbour did as well. It was such a fundamentally beautiful moment that it is hard to describe. Quiet reconciliation in a garden. Two men. He had courage. I took his burden from him and placed it at the foot of the cross.
It was so easy.
Incomprehensibly easy.
I want to tell the world that often reconciliation works that way. Especially catholic reconciliation. To see a suffering contrite person who hurt you as a person with the face of Christ and to take on more pain when you feel overwhelmed with pain already. My neighbour expressed regret, he remedied the problem, he asked for my forgiveness. What else could I have done and remain capable of looking in a mirror? I forgave him. In so doing I freed myself from a world of anxiety. Instead, here I am urging everyone to seek to carry the burden of our misanthropic fellow children of Christ. Actively reach out to pick up their cross. It is amazing.
I do not know what is underneath this new mind virus imperative that motivates us to treat people like they are disposable objects. I suspect it is demonic. I suspect that the placticity, the re-programmability of our minds has a backdoor weakness. A hack tunnel that allows the mouth of satan to whisper into out natures in such a sweet sounding fashion that we think it is our own internal voice. No, it is evil trying to be reasonable.
Wake up Mr Green.
Synchronicity =
Numbers are more than mere symbols; they weave through the fabric of existence, manifesting as ideas, physical patterns, sounds, and frequencies. Their influence extends to the cells of our bodies and the moods of our minds. Is this merely a study of numbers? I argue no. Numbers are models reflecting something fundamental about our design, our perception of the world, and the intricate structure of the visible and invisible space that God has enveloped us within. Therefore, numerology is a reasonably legitimate factor in apprehending the intricacies of God’s design.
The Significance of Pi
The discovery of pi, an endless number representing the ratio intrinsic to every circle or sphere in the universe, was a revelation that shook the collective pursuit to define it. Initially, mathematicians and proto-physicists viewed the effort to discover the ratio of a circle’s diameter to its circumference as a numerological exploit. They believed this ratio held divine significance, expecting it to be a perfect fraction. They were nearly correct—it is a non-fractional number of divine import, infinite in its decimal expansion. Johannes Kepler, consumed by the pursuit of divine solid shapes, presumed the cosmos was designed and thus rationally intelligible. For Kepler, solid geometry was the key, and numerology was the knitting of the sweater yielding reality's warmth.
The Cosmological Constant
The existence of any form of matter, let alone a mind like ours to comprehend it, is so unlikely that I seriously doubt the human mind, and thus our language, can fully describe it. People generally grasp the idea once it is described, but some are overwhelmed, their minds reeling, as if baptized into a new understanding.
For my purposes, I will not digress into its exact definition, but rather its scale and meaning. The cosmological constant is a real number, and without its precise value, nothing—no matter, no space, no time—would exist. Absolute nothingness is difficult to imagine. Its value is staggeringly small:
0.00000000000000000000000000000000000
000000000000000000000000000000000000
000000000000000000000000000000000000
000000000000001
I lack the ability to fully comprehend this number’s scale. I grasp the concept, but the number itself is beyond imagination. Its precision is so exact that any deviation would erase existence. It means that everything is unlikely.
Numerology as a Reflection of Reality
This unlikelihood points to intentional design by a mind outside of things, before the nothingness. Among the fine-tuned parameters required for the universe and human contemplation, the cosmological constant stands out for its precision. The number does not make the reality. Numbers are our way of modeling nature’s facts.
Apply this perspective to an internet meme: the Fibonacci Sequence, the Golden Ratio, pi, or Euler’s number (e). These are not just mathematical curiosities but descriptions of natural patterns. The Golden Ratio appears everywhere, from spiral galaxies to seashells. Recognizing this pattern can feel like a religious awakening, evoking awe. Can you imagine the first time a musical scale was played on a bone pipe, resonating perfectly with the human ear’s cochlear architecture? The listener might have wept in ecstasy, not because of the numerical relationships between notes, but due to the profound impact on their mind and senses. It is fascinating that the progression of notes follows a mathematical rule, mirrored by the design of our ears.
Seeking Divine Patterns
Numerology extends beyond mathematics into the human experience. As beings imbued with divinity, we seek harmony with the Holy Spirit, instinctively searching for patterns and meaning in the soup of chaos. Millions of God detectors seeking patterns and meaning in the soup of chaos. All of them looking for evidence of divine handiwork—something to see, touch, or hear that reconnects us to paradise.
Hebrew and the Golden Ratio
Reflecting on an earlier discussion, the Fibonacci Sequence intersects intriguingly with written Hebrew. In Hebrew, letters and words carry numerical, phonic, and conceptual values. I gave the example of father + mother = child as an interesting example ideas vs words vs arithmetic and coincidental persistence of the Golden ratio manifest as words. This is no surprise—it mirrors the patterns in our bodies, minds, and languages.
Numerology is not the be all to end all. It is a legitimate model to reveal design. The design of God.
Synchronicity =
Dr.Bret Weinstein and Dr. Robert Clancy have an extraordinarily discussion about how the immune system operates, in particular, about how the Peyer’s patches in the bowel metabolically interact with specific parts of the lungs through the lymphatic system and the the blood circulatory system to provide immunity to the lung system after infection in the lung by foreign proteins like bacteria and virus. They are also very clear, in laymen terms, about how the experimental vaccine program resulted in tissue morbidity as a consequence of inoculation with lipid covered mRNA. It is a very clear and informed retrospective. Dr Robert Clancy is very sharp and helps Bret manage a very complex system. Just listen to these fellas go at it. You will get it.
If you are involved in dietary health strategies or other vocations that preclude the use of untested methods of treatment, then this dialogue is for you. Clancy is emphatic about bowel chemistry management through tried and tested methods (eating habits and supplements) in the gut and how they metabolically engage with inflammatory response and immunity. This is not my area of expertise and can't be a reliable judge, but acquaintances and friends of mine are very learned in this subject so how about you guys listen to Bret and Robert and tell me, “I told you so”. I would be delighted.
Synchronicity = to be
Tonight I had to burn more scrap wood. Since I could not leave the fire unattended I set up an office outside.

While I was working, just around sunset, I had a visitor.

A dragonfly, a GORGEOUS dragonfly, parked herself on my table. I left her alone and she flew away. Later, just before midnight, I packed up the office and dragged it into the garage. As I was trudging back and forth bringing everything into my office, I saw the dragonfly on the runner in my basement.

I nearly stepped on her. She got through 3 inside doors. So I took a picture and set her on my desk. On my desk she began fluttering...
Look at her waking up!
After she woke up, she flew around and perched on my pegboard wall. Would you look at THAT!!

What a fantastic end to a great day! She is still there. --- UPDATE: I woke up this following morning and she is gone.... for now.
I caught myself singing this after contemplating the teensy tiny little miracles we call dragonflies.
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I had a beautiful conversation with a friend last night about empathy. I took it to my bed as I passed out, as ususal. She sent me this beautiful Sunday Morning clip. Enjoy it. It is just a few seconds long. It may set you on the right path for but one day. Jesus is my "doggie".
There is divinity and true beauty in people who possess that gift to extend empathy into another person. When I say that you are beautiful, I say, I see the Holy Spirit pouring through you. Mirrors do not reflect that. One cannot see this in oneself. We are your mirror for that sort of thing. Good friends. A treasure to be sure.
I am listening to a Michael Sugrue lecture on Soren Kierkegaard. A friend has infected me with Sugrue. I am taken with his ease of use of the english language extempore. The intricasy and depth of his understanding. He is aware of nuanced detail and broad import regarding an increasingly rare general awareness of the foundations of western thought. Sugure died last year at 66 years, yet his soul lives on. The last time I wrote anything about Kierkegaard was when I was studying science at Dalhousie in 1981 and my girlfriend needed to write a paper on him etc for her european realism class at Dartmouth High. I was involved in writing the papers then and now. By the way, I think I am a lab rat for my friend. He sent me a whole bunch of stuff to read and listen to and he is frustrated that I haven't completed the task. So he sent me cheese. And I took the cheese. yum-yum :)

I cleaned up some of the scrap wood generated by the concrete step form dismantling. I made a fire with it. I had a nice fire and cleaned my deck by a bit. It made me sleepy.
Cool breeze, no bugs, no smoke, quiet, except for the fire.
Synchronicity = oops